2782. Chapter 2782 Settling down and settling down
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Nine Netherworlds and Infinite Abyss!
Wraiths hold weapons, and alien races are stained with blood.
The feet touch the divine blood, and the armor touches the divine organs.
In the endless land, there is no sky, but there is divine blood flying everywhere and immortal corpses floating around.
This was a great battle, in which three hundred immortals surrounded and killed a saint from the divine realm.
This saint's body is riddled with wounds, and all three hundred immortals are injured.
In everyone's eyes, there is fear, anger, and unwillingness...
Even so, the weapons in their hands became more powerful, and their power became more dazzling.
The immortal soldiers are stained with blood, and the immortal essence is condensed with blood.
boom!
Suddenly, an immortal weapon finally penetrated the body of the saint from the divine world, and a divine core flew out from it. The immortal placed a ban and tried its best to seal this divine core.
Saint, it’s too difficult to kill!
Even though these immortals are not weak in strength, none of them are below the fourth realm of Hunyuan.
But facing this saint, he exhausted all his strength, and some even died, and the immortal blood drifted into the abyss.
"Is this a god!?"
"No wonder, the ancient era will be destroyed, a saint is so terrifying!"
"If the core of the gods is not sealed, the gods will be immortal!"
"Yuan Ming is dead, he died like this, and the catastrophe has not yet begun!"
One voice after another sounded in the mouths of these many immortals.
There was a trace of fear, uneasiness, anger and murderous intent in their eyes.
This is the spirit. In order to kill one, more than one immortal must perish.
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Time passed little by little, as the army formed in the fairy world and entered the forbidden area to practice.
In a blink of an eye, three years have passed.
In front of the entrance to the Eastern Tomb, there is a saint holding a core of the gods, full of tears.
For this divine core, his immortal couple who had been with him for hundreds of thousands of years died in the Heavenly Tomb.
"ah!"
There was a faint holy roar, resounding around the entrance to the celestial tomb.
"Has another saint perished?"
A saint opened his mouth and looked at the furious holy roar.
In this tomb, an old man quietly walked out while sipping tea.
There was still blood from the god on the knife at his waist.
When he arrived at the saint who was extremely sad and angry, he walked slowly over, and through the violent holy power, his palm fell on the saint's body.
The old man just patted the saint on the shoulder and stepped forward.
"Why don't you cry a lot, saint, you may not be miserable!"
The saint looked at the old man's back, his eyes suddenly froze.
He knew that this old man had formed an army in the Eastern Region. The old man brought his wife, twelve sons, and three daughters to the celestial tomb. Now only two sons and one daughter are left, and the rest are buried in the celestial tomb.
Once, this old man cried thirteen times in front of his tomb on this day, and even became a joke to many people.
But at this moment, he seemed to understand.
"Death in a catastrophe is inevitable!"
"How many people have survived the great catastrophe since ancient times? At least, you are still alive!"
The old man waved his hand and walked away.
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In the Central Region, in the Hundred Thousand Immortal City, many creatures are living in peace.
On top of a towering mountain, a figure stood with a frown.
"There are not many living beings above true immortals in this central realm!"
"What the hell are you doing in this era!?"
This ancient emperor was frowning. He walked out of the peerless fairy forest and arrived at this scene in the fairy world, but his expression was not good.
The center of the fairy world has always been the main battlefield for great tribulations.
The crack in the sky opened a huge passage from one end of the fairy world to the other.
Endless creatures emerge from it. Perhaps, there will be some places that the gods have not touched before the beginning of the great catastrophe, but the center of the fairy world cannot be avoided no matter what.
In every era, the center of the fairyland is the most heavily laid out and most brutal battlefield.
However, in this era, the center of the fairy world is actually filled with creatures as weak as ants living in the fairy city.
Is it possible that in this era, these ants are planned to delay time and allow the gods to slaughter them?
"In this era, there are creatures that merge with the way of heaven. The emperor of the Central Region is crazy. Has the way of heaven also gone crazy?"
The ancient emperor looked up, then shook his head slightly, "That's all!"
Immediately, he stepped towards the Immortal Emperor's Domain.
On the Immortal Emperor's Mountain, there is a large picture in front of Taishi Futian, covering the entire Qingdi Palace.
This is the epitome of the fairy world, as well as the underworld.
She frowned and looked at the places where many fairy cities settled.
Where the light is weak, it proves that there are few living beings; where the light shines brightly, it proves that the strong are many.
"Dividing the strong men from the Central Territory to the other four realms and the Underworld will indeed increase the strength of the remaining four realms and the Underworld!"
"If there are forty-five great emperors in the first great catastrophe, they should be able to barely compete."
Taishi Futian quietly looked at the miniature of the fairy world. At this moment, her eyes moved slightly.
She seemed to be aware of it, and soon, the voice of the ancient emperor slowly sounded.
"The Immortal Emperor Stone is still there, okay!"
"Hey, there is also the Emperor's Medicine of Time, which happens to help me improve my cultivation!"
This ancient emperor spoke condescendingly, looking at this immortal mountain.
Just when he was about to take action, a Taishi Sword suddenly rose into the air.
boom!
The sword light was so fierce that it directly cut off the palm of this ancient emperor.
The eyes of this ancient emperor were slightly focused, and he looked solemnly in the direction of the Qingdi Palace.
"The pinnacle of the Second Emperor Realm, you are the Qing Emperor of this era!?"
The ancient emperor spoke slowly and said slowly: "I was born to fight for this era. Taking the emperor's medicine is equivalent to saving the lives of this era..."
Before she finished speaking, Taishi Futian had already walked out of the Qingdi Palace. She raised her eyes, and her eyes were filled with frost.
"roll!"
boom!
Then the Taishi Sword fell into his hand, and the Taishi Sword jumped up.
With just three sword strikes, a large amount of Emperor's blood fell from the air onto the Immortal Emperor's Mountain.
The ancient emperor was full of panic, "How is it possible? You are only in the Second Emperor Realm!"
"Go away, if you dare to harm every plant and tree of this era, I will bury you first!"
Taishi Futian held the sword, and the Qing Emperor's clothes slowly floated up, "In this era, it is not your turn to add insult to injury!"
On the Immortal Emperor's Mountain, the ancient emperor was severely wounded and left with blood.
The emperor noticed it and sneered.
If you dare to provoke the Immortal Emperor Yue, I am afraid that this guy has just been born and his head is not very clear yet.
On the Tiandao platform, Xu Wushang frowned.
"The seven-year period should be coming soon!"
"The creatures above the Immortal Lord of the Five Realms are all equally honed!"
"Although it has lost nearly one-third of its value, the rest of it is sufficiently prepared to face the catastrophe!"
"But even so, it's not enough!"
She looked at the Tiandaotai and looked at the entire fairy world.
"There are nineteen ancient emperors in the Peerless Immortal Forest alone. Qin Changqing is making such a big fuss!"
"The birth of these guys is not just a blessing for this era!"
Her eyes fell on the peerless fairy forest, looking at the figure sitting cross-legged and recuperating.
Under him, there were exactly sixteen corpses of gods, piled up into a mountain.
Quietly, Qin Xuan opened his eyes, seemingly aware of Xu Wushang's spying.
"Seven years is too fast!"
He stood up slightly and looked sideways into the depths of the forbidden land.
"That's all, kill the last one for the Xu family, and you will be able to emerge from this peerless fairy forest!"