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Chapter two hundred and thirty nine trembling

distance.

On the bloody high platform.

True Lord Shura Mourning Nai, who was still sitting on the silver throne, looked at the Mingyu Holy Land in the distance that was crumbling in an instant due to the slaughter. He held up one of his cheeks with one hand and said: "I don't know if I can.

Force those guys out."

For them, the Five Holy Lands have long been ignored. Just like the Mingyu Holy Land in front of them, just killing and beheading it has already made it crumbling. If he does it again, it can be said that it can be broken in an instant.

What's more, there is the True Ancestor Xueluo sitting on the golden throne. He is a great True Lord, and his strength is far stronger than him and Luqiu.

The purpose of this trip is not just to destroy a Mingyu Holy Land, but more importantly to force out all the human true kings who are still seriously injured, and then catch them all in one go!

Otherwise, if those true kings of the human race become cowardly turtles and start to hide their auras one by one xz, it will not be easy to find them for a while. The most they can do is to kill all the weak human races. Then

If a few True Lords hide and heal slowly, they will become a hidden danger.

What's more.

I received news not long ago that the human race seems to still have the existence of the hidden True Lord. A figure with the Taoist name 'Netherworld' has appeared, and he is the eleventh True Lord who suddenly appeared. It's hard to say that there are other True Lords secretly there.

You hide.

If we can lure them all out this time and then kill them all, then this world will be completely peaceful.

"Hmph, this formation is quite good."

Luqie stood on the edge of the blood-colored high platform, looking at the Mingyu Holy Land Mountain Guard Formation that was shaking but still resisting after receiving his finger. He snorted indifferently, but did not continue to take action.

On the one hand, the general attack on Mingyu Holy Land is not planned to end soon, and other holy places are forced to come to support. On the other hand, the person who presides over the Mingyu Holy Land Mountain Protection Formation is just a Jindan master, and he is a dignified true king.

, I took one strike but failed to break the Dao formation, so I would lose some face if I took a second strike.

But he stopped here, but the Shura army in the distance did not stop at all.

Boom! Boom! Boom!!!

Blood-colored spears kept falling from the sky, colliding with the Taoist array of Mingyu Holy Land, and being crushed piece by piece by the light of the mountain-protecting Taoist formation.

However, after withstanding the blow from Zhenjun Killing and Cutting, the mountain-protecting array of Mingyu Holy Land was obviously not as good as before.

After receiving the impact of the bloody spear, it began to shake continuously, and the entire formation's light curtain swayed like water ripples.

"Haha, the formation has become like this, but the human true king still doesn't intend to show up."

Mourning Nai sat on the silver throne, looked at it quietly for a moment, then smiled softly, quietly stood up, and walked step by step to the edge of the bloody platform, saying: "Then I will also add some fire.

"

He was seen standing with his hands behind his back, looking in the direction of Mingyu Holy Land from a distance, and suddenly opened his mouth, spitting out an obscure note that was neither the language of the Shura tribe nor the language of the human race.

"shock!"

As the words fell, I saw that the formation light curtain was shaking and trembling after being bombarded by the blood-colored spears. When it tried to recover, an invisible force came across the void and fell hard on the formation.

boom!!!

There was an explosion that shook the earth.

The ground with a radius of thousands of miles was shaken and shaken, as if there was a terrifying invisible impact, which directly hit the mountain-protecting formation of Mingyu Holy Land, shaking the light curtain of the formation and causing countless dense cracks to appear!

The entire hundred-mile land where Mingyu Holy Land is located suddenly sunk downwards.

"puff."

Blood spurted out from Zhang Zheng's mouth, and the golden elixir traces in his body trembled violently for an instant. His whole aura quickly became sluggish. Looking up, the blood-colored spear that quickly condensed into shape and fell down again showed a hint of despair.

Just when he saw the blood-colored spear about to hit the mountain-protecting formation that had been torn to pieces and almost collapsed, a soft light suddenly bloomed from the depths of Mingyu Holy Land and merged into the collapsed mountain-protecting formation.

Buzz!

The fragmented mountain guarding formation quickly began to heal under the integration of this bright light. In less than a breath, it quickly returned to its original state, and even bloomed with a more vigorous light of the formation.

The falling blood-colored spear fell on the surface of the light curtain, just like a drop of water falling into the sea of ​​​​fire. It just sizzled twice and then quickly disappeared without a trace.

Seeing this, countless monks from Mingyu Holy Land, who were pale and trembling, all showed expressions of surprise.

The ancestor takes action!

Countless eyes looked towards the depths of Mingyu Holy Land, and saw a figure rising slowly in the bright light.

It was the figure of an old man, with white beard and hair, and deep eyes, as if he had endless wisdom. He was covered with a long gray monk's robe, swaying silently in the wind.

Mingyu Zhenjun!

However, compared to the joy of many Mingyu Holy Land disciples, Zhang Zhengyi, the now apathetic headmaster, looked at the figure of True Lord Mingyu who had broken through the barrier, but there was not much joy in his eyes, all of them were worried.

The ancestor had never appeared before, and there was not even any message reply, indicating that the injury was probably extremely serious. Now he was forced to take action. Although he could not see anything on the surface, he could not feel relieved at all.

The sudden appearance of True Lord Mingyu also caused the Shura clan's offensive to stop.

A new blood-colored spear gathered by 100,000 Shura monks was now just hovering over Mingyu Holy Land, no longer falling down, as if waiting for new orders.

It was also at this time that at the edge of the bloody high platform in the distance, the silver-haired and purple-horned Mourning Nai raised the corners of his mouth slightly.

"Finally it's out."

With a faint smile on his face, he took a step forward and left the bloody high platform. Then he took two more steps and came to the front of Mingyu Holy Land, separated by formations from Mingyu Zhenjun, looking at him in the distance.

Mourning Nai looked at True Lord Mingyu like this and said: "Those who can cultivate to become True Lords are all outstanding creatures of all living things. Fellow Taoist Mingyu should know that God's will cannot be violated. Our Shura clan represents God's will. Why not surrender to our clan? We

I would like to leave you a little place to rest."

True Lord Mingyu looked at Mourning Nai coldly and said: "You invaded our world and slaughtered countless living beings wantonly. If there is God's will, you should be expelled."

When Mourning Nai heard this, he smiled lightly and said: "This world is just a well, and you humans are just frogs at the bottom of the well. How can you know that the will of the Lord of Heaven is just God's will? We who come to rule this world are our clan.

The meaning is the meaning of our clan’s Heavenly Ancestor.”

True Lord Mingyu's face looked a little gloomy and ugly.

There was deep fear in the depths of his eyes.

As a Nascent Soul True Lord, standing at the apex of this world, he knows how big this world is, and knows that the outside of the world is a terrifying turbulent void, and he cannot cross it.

After the Shura clan invaded this world, he learned that in the vast turbulence of the void, there were more worlds similar to the hidden spirit world, and there were even worlds that were far larger than the hidden spirit world.

That day.

Their ten true kings joined forces and once put the only three true kings of the Shura tribe at a disadvantage.

But just when the battle situation was at an advantage, one of them suddenly took out something, and released a vague and illusory figure from it. The figure was just a sight, and it revealed boundless terror. In an instant, it was like heaven and earth.

They all succumbed to it and replaced the whole world.uuRead the book

The five True Lords perished on the spot, but he was fighting another True Lord, who was farther away and was not killed in an instant. However, due to that blow, the Nascent Soul shattered and the Dao Mark collapsed.

Even now, when he recalled the scene of that day, he still felt trembling in his heart.

What kind of state is that illusory figure?

Just a line of sight, just a released afterimage, can change the world in an instant and wipe out five true kings. How terrifying the opponent's true body must be.

From the birth of this world to the present, it is the existence that was born in the oldest era. The existence that has almost reached the end of the road is far stronger than him. The feeling given to him by the characters who have died in ancient times is far less than that.

Dao phantom, let alone the true identity of that phantom.

Just as the other party said,

Its will...is God's will?!

(End of chapter)


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