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Chapter 466 Sacrifice

"One hundred and eight thousand swords!"

The overwhelming five-color phoenix feathers shot out, like a heavy rain washing away a clay figure, directly evaporating a Dark Immortal Emperor on the spot.

Nine-colored divine flames spurted out, igniting a Dark Immortal Emperor. No matter how he roared and struggled, he could not extinguish the divine fire despite all his efforts, and was finally turned into ashes alive.

The six Dark Immortal Emperors struck together, sealing the world and making it inevitable.

A stroke of Feng Jinghong's fairy sword: "One sword cuts across the world!"

Time and space were cut off, and the six people were exiled to another world with a single combined attack, posing no threat at all.

Then Feng Jinghong struck out with a heavy palm, and the world collapsed directly, and the six Dark Immortal Emperors were also buried in it.

Wenglonglong!

A gray-white pagoda fell down, but it got stuck in the five-color divine ring that suddenly appeared. It couldn't fall down and couldn't be taken back.

Feng Jinghong looked back, and two beams of chaos and destruction swept out from her pupils. The Dark Immortal Emperor who made a sneak attack only let out a scream and disappeared into ashes.

But in the blink of an eye, only one Dark Immortal Emperor was left healthy.

Seeing Feng Jinghong's gaze approaching, he hurriedly pulled out a coffin in front of him.

Keng!

Sure enough, in the next moment, the colorful fairy sword had already struck the coffin lid, thunder and flames burst out, and the fairy sound shook the world.

He blocked this blow!

"Well, you're pretty good, you deserve to be the one using the coffin." Feng Jinghong nodded slightly in approval.

Perhaps it is the influence of the third generation copper coffin master. In this world, the older and more powerful the beings are, the more they favor coffins as Taoist weapons. The Weird Clan is particularly fond of them, and every ancestor prepares one.

The Dark Immortal Emperor in front of him can use the coffin as a Taoist weapon, which can already reflect his status among the weird tribe.

Feng Jinghong was sincere in his praise, but the Coffin Immortal Emperor didn't appreciate it. He patted the coffin, opened the lid, and thick black mist spewed out, rolling towards Feng Jinghong.

The black mist was as thick as ink, giving Feng Jinghong a sense of horror that she hadn't felt in a long time.

Instead of risking a confrontation, he quickly retreated and watched from afar.

Swishing, the Dark Immortal Emperor who had been beaten up before reorganized his true form one by one, and gathered next to the Coffin Immortal Emperor. They were all a little uneasy, and for a moment they didn't dare to go up.

I have no choice but to kill him for the first time. He is an Immortal Emperor, and it is really cruel to kill him in one round.

"Is this person really only in the Immortal Emperor realm? He wasn't that strong in this realm back then..." A Dark Immortal Emperor said in surprise.

"Nonsense, if he was a sacrifice, you would have returned to your ancestral land after death!" Another Dark Immortal Emperor cursed.

"The Immortal Emperor is so strong, if he comes to worship..."

"Calm down!" Coffin Immortal Emperor said: "No matter how strong he is, he is just an Immortal Emperor. We have never seen anything like this. Ten against one, the advantage is mine!"

Feng Jinghong's guess was correct. The Coffin Immortal Emperor was indeed the strongest among the Ten Dark Emperors and the leader of this expedition. The coffin was the status symbol of his candidate ancestor. What was inside was the deepest part of the plateau.

The original soil where the ancestors slept.

Only this kind of evil earth that can transform the strange ancestor can make the current Feng Jinghong feel in danger.

"Come together!" As the Coffin Immortal Emperor gave the order, the war started again.

Even if the Immortal Emperors of the strange ethnic group have some water, they are still Immortal Emperors. There are no cowards or weaklings who can reach this level. The Dark Immortal Emperors immediately calmed down and attacked again.

Feng Jinghong smiled slightly and raised his sword to greet him.



When the masters from Heaven came to the battlefield that day, what they saw was Feng Jinghong beating up the ten Dark Immortal Emperors.

One sword and one sword, freehand and easy, it is a completely crushing situation.

"This kid's realm is becoming more and more difficult for people to see through. We have to work harder..." Duan De sighed.

"If I'm not an Immortal Emperor, I'm still an ant. I must reach that state!" Feng Yi clenched his fist.

"It seems that we can't help here, but there are things we can do. Let's clean up these miscellaneous soldiers first!" The Immortal Emperor drew his sword and pointed at the dark army:

"kill!"



The war between the strange tribe and Emperor Huangtian has just ended, and they haven't had time to launch the big sacrifice to replenish their troops. At this time, the strength of the dark army is not particularly strong.

Apart from the Dark Ten Heavenly Emperors, there are only about thirty powerful quasi-immortal emperors, while Feng Jinghong Heavenly Court has more than a dozen.

Although the quantity seems to be a disadvantage, in fact it is not empty at all.

We all know the combat prowess of the weird ethnic group at the same level. The quasi-immortal emperors in Heaven are evenly matched against each other, so it's not a big problem.



On the battlefield of the Immortal Emperor, the battle gradually began to intensify. Taking advantage of the large number of people, the Dark Immortal Emperors began to launch various desperate attacks, trying to exchange injuries with Feng Jinghong.

But they soon discovered that they still underestimated their opponent's strength. Although they had tried their best, and even used some special tricks that depleted their original strength, they still couldn't hurt the opponent at all.

Feng Jinghong's physical body, soul, Taoism, and fighting consciousness crushed them in all aspects, making him invulnerable.

After the fight, except for the Coffin Immortal Emperor who was protected by the mysterious coffin, every other Dark Immortal Emperor was blown up dozens of times, which was brutal!

Looking at Feng Jinghong who was still calm and calm, the Coffin Immortal Emperor couldn't help but feel his heart beat.

The opponent is too strong, beyond this level, but when it comes to sacrificial ritual, it's not that good. It's really strange.

"Don't panic, everyone. We have the support of our ancestors and can be resurrected indefinitely. If he can't kill us, he will be exhausted sooner or later. Kill him!" The Coffin Immortal Emperor still felt that he could win, so he took the lead in the charge!

The war continues, and this war lasts for a hundred thousand years!

One hundred thousand years later, the army of the strange tribe has been basically wiped out, leaving only their ten polished commanders.

And it was in this year that a Dark Immortal Emperor finally couldn't withstand Feng Jinghong's killings again and again, was completely killed, and then resurrected on the plateau.

At this time, the Dark Immortal Emperors were already furious. This Immortal Emperor immediately returned to the battlefield after his resurrection and continued to fight with Feng Jinghong. Then several others were killed one after another, and then resurrected to continue fighting.

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Fight, get killed, revive, keep fighting.

Repeated like this, millions of years soon passed.

Until a certain moment, the Coffin Immortal Emperor suddenly noticed that more than half of the quasi-immortal emperors watching the battle in Heaven had disappeared.

Look at Feng Jinghong again, he is still very active, killing them like chopping melons and vegetables, without any sign of fatigue.

At this time, the Coffin Immortal Emperor finally realized something was wrong.

"withdraw!"

"I want to leave now, but it's too late!"

Swish, swish, swish!

Feng Yi, Qing Emperor, Immortal Emperor, Feng Jingxian, Feng Qingge, Ye Fan, Ruthless Emperor, a total of seven immortal emperors appeared, blocking their way out.

The Dark Immortal Emperors were all shocked. They never expected that in just a million years, these people would quietly become Immortal Emperors.

"You deliberately fought with us to delay time, just to let them observe the Dharma and Tao of the Immortal Emperor's realm?!" The Coffin Immortal Emperor was shocked and angry.

Feng Jinghong smiled and said: "Yes, it's a pity that you discovered it a little early, otherwise there would have been a few more."

The Coffin Immortal Emperor laughed angrily: "Okay, okay, you are really good at calculating! But you are too naive to think that you can threaten our clan in this way.

The heritage of our clan is beyond your imagination. When I go back and explain the situation, and the supreme ancestor comes, everything will be liquidated, and you will only end up in destruction!"

"Ha!" Feng Jinghong smiled faintly: "Do you think you can still go back?"

The Coffin Immortal Emperor sneered: "I admit that you are very strong, as strong as you have only seen since ancient times. But we have the protection of our ancestors and are immortal. If we want to leave, we only need to commit suicide. What can you do?"

Hearing this, everyone in the Heavenly Court felt their hearts sink.

The Dark Immortal Emperor's words are not alarmist, they can really do this.

The trick of fixed resurrection by spring water is so unsolvable that I can't think of any way to stop it.

Only Feng Jinghong did not panic at all and was still full of confidence:

"Immortal? Then give it a try and see if your so-called ancestral land can still protect you this time!"

After the words fell, Feng Jinghong no longer suppressed himself and directly ignited the Immortal Emperor Dao Fruit.

In an instant, pure light from the dust emerged, illuminating thousands of mountains and rivers!

The ten Dark Immortal Emperors were so frightened that their expressions were distorted: "Sacrifice!"

Before, they were not afraid of death simply because they knew that they would not really die.

Anyway, there is a plateau, so at most he will die for a while, but he will be a good man again after a while.

But the situation is different now. The sacrifice can really kill them completely, and even the plateau can't save them.

This was a bloody example that Emperor Huangtian had created before, so they were really panicking now.



The Tao is born from heaven and earth, is independent and does not change, moves around without peril, and is the mother of heaven and earth.

When a living being walks out of a unique path and perfects it, then he will completely break away from the shackles of heaven and earth and become an emperor as high as the great path!

The Tao of Sacrifice is a higher level of existence.

Although the Emperor is independent of heaven and earth, he still cannot get rid of the form of "Tao". At most, he has become Tao himself.

It seems that I have escaped from the bondage, but I am not truly detached.

In order to completely transcend and enjoy true freedom and ease, the sages tried to eliminate their own great ways, leaving only the only "I".

Thus, the realm of sacrificing the Tao was born.

If this step can be truly successful, then one will truly become an omniscient, omnipotent, and incomprehensible being, which is the so-called-sacrifice!

Promotion to the priesthood is only a matter of seconds, and does not require any cumbersome processes or environments, so it is difficult to stop it.

When the three ancestors felt that kind of fluctuation, it was too late to stop it and they could only rush in the direction they sensed as quickly as possible.

But it was a pity that even though they rushed over as soon as possible, they still failed to save the ten Dark Immortal Emperors in time.

After being promoted to the priesthood, Feng Jinghong's combat power has soared to an unknown level.

He just raised his hand and shook it gently, and the Dark Immortal Emperors were imprisoned in place. Not to mention committing suicide, they couldn't even jump up and down.

The Coffin Immortal Emperor's face was full of despair, and his voice was full of anger and resentment, but there was also a hint of relief:

"You have already touched this realm and can enter it at any time. You have only been playing tricks on us for so long!"

Feng Jinghong's tone was as calm as ever: "It's not about joking, it's just to buy some time."

After saying that, he said no more and pressed his palm gently.

The next moment, the ten Dark Immortal Emperors disappeared from the world silently, like pencil drawings erased by an eraser, leaving nothing behind.

"Is this the power of original matter? It's really weird and difficult to understand." Feng Jinghong murmured.

The moment he wiped out the ten Dark Immortal Emperors, he truly felt an inexplicable force coming across the boundary, as if it was trying to lure something away.

Fortunately, he had already guarded against this move, so the seemingly random blow just now had actually used all his strength, killing the ten Dark Immortal Emperors until nothing was left.

In the end, the power attracted nothing and disappeared.

"This is just the Immortal Emperor. The ancestor's attraction must be stronger. It's not advisable to fight forcefully..." Feng Jinghong thought.

He raised his hand and grabbed something, which was the coffin left by the Coffin Immortal Emperor.

Feng Jinghong opened it and found that there was some gray-black soil in it, and a strong ominous aura flowed in it, almost condensing into substance.

Feng Jinghong's eyes lit up. He felt a power similar to the force of attraction in these soils.

He solemnly put the coffin away, and he wanted to study it carefully.

After the battle was over, everyone in Heaven was about to surround them, but they saw Feng Jinghong suddenly looking into the distance with sharp eyes, and then disappeared directly, leaving only one order:

"The time has come, gather the army and attack the plateau!"

When the voice fell, Feng Jinghong had already arrived at the chaotic place outside the sky, where three demonic figures that were crushing the heavens were coming.

The two sides looked at each other and confirmed that they were the people they wanted to kill.

Without saying a word, just get started!

At the same time, a certain Beast Milk Emperor who was being hunted finally had a chance to breathe:

"Hope is still there, I will return!"


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