All parties are in turmoil, and all the great sects and ancient sects are in turmoil.
Those eyes were very tired, but they were really unstoppable. Even the Holy King of Tribulation had fallen a lot.
And at the same time.
I don’t know how much time passed, but in a remote place, the fragments of the Immortal City of All Realms fell down, piercing through the void. Among them, there was a figure wrapped in it, and the clothes on it were already torn to pieces.
Only the sword box on my back still exists from time immemorial, exuding an ancient charm.
at the same time.
Beside him, half a mountain of swords floated up and down, swallowing sword light and smashing the void storm, gravel, etc. coming from all around.
boom!
He fell straight down and crashed into a mountain stream.
It caused a great commotion here. This mountain and river is very ancient, with strange lines, which are outlined around the earth, blocking the surrounding scenery.
Almost at the moment Chu Feng fell to the ground.
All over the mountains and rivers, many creatures woke up. They were all tall, like gods and men from ancient times, with three heads and six arms, and even some strange sights.
What's more, it even carries a wheel of light and shines brightly.
The Immortal Capital of the Ten Thousand Realms struck down, and it came with Chu Feng, reviving these creatures, and strode forward. In one step, it seemed that they could chase the mountains and rivers, heading towards the source of the turmoil.
"This mountain and river has been sealed for countless years, and now, someone has actually arrived!"
"Outsiders!"
On a high mountain, there is an old man with red beard and hair and four arms.
He is like a demon from the mythical age.
But the strange thing is.
This actually has the agility of the human race and the strange posture of extraterrestrial creatures.
A very strange combination.
This old man has actually reached the level of a saint.
He is a master of the fifth level of Saint.
He was very powerful, and while running through the mountains and rivers, he lost many of the mysteries of martial arts.
Mainly based on pure flesh.
The god-like posture just now was manifested in the flesh, but it seemed that there was a certain amount of forbidden blood in his body, and there was an aura similar to that of mythical life.
The old man returned to his human form, looking like an old man with white hair wearing black clothes.
Standing side by side.
Following their arrival, there were several more figures, tall and majestic, like mountains.
The ancient body with the body of a dragon and an elephant came running towards him. He did not fly into the sky and escape like an ordinary saint. After he came, he transformed into a strong middle-aged man.
"This place has been sealed since the time of our ancestors. We are the abandoned ones, with the blood of sin flowing in our bodies..."
"Now, there are outsiders coming from outside the seal. Does this mean that one day we will be able to leave?"
The middle-aged man was very excited, with a trace of expectation in his expression.
not far away.
An ancient ferocious bird flew over and also had a human form.
It was hundreds of feet in size, with its wings spread out and beating against the sky, like a human being, growing the wings of a ferocious bird.
This is an extremely enchanting woman, descending on a mountain top.
She also returned to the human body.
She has a plump figure and is about thirty years old, full of charm.
"Outsiders may not be saviors. Be careful. This area has an aura that is completely different from ours. The light is intertwined, fiery and powerful. For the time being, we should not act rashly."
The woman was dressed in a black feathered coat, and she actually had a different kind of beauty.
This area has vast mountains and rivers, and at its end are countless textures, ancient patterns, and imprints, sealing it off.
It should be somewhere at the end of the road, but it's sealed.
The outside world cannot be explored.
The creatures here cannot travel far, and the power of martial arts they practice is unique.
It is so strange that the physical body displays extraordinary sights and can manifest the postures of mythical creatures.
Within a few dozen breaths, from a distance, there was a steady stream of figures, either running or flying, constantly arriving outside the huge pit created by the arrival of the Immortal Capital.
They defended the place within it.
This area is filled with chaotic luster, void storm and sword light, as well as the supreme luster from the eyes, intertwining and surging.
"What exactly is it?"
Several hours passed.
The storm is still sweeping, and besides the old man at the head, there are already thirty or forty figures surrounding the pit, and they are all waiting anxiously.
These people are all in the realm of saints.
It has reached between the fifth and eighth levels of saints.
When the majestic posture is restrained, he becomes the same as ordinary people.
"The storm is too fierce. If we rush in rashly, we will be strangled."
"There must be peerless creatures among them."
"Coming from the outside world, maybe it's an opportunity for us to leave?"
A bald man raised his eyes, thought deeply, and whispered.
He is the strongest and has reached the eighth level of saint. His body has a bronze luster and has divine and demonic textures carved on it.
Full of violent energy.
"The sea has changed, everything has changed. We have been abandoned for too long."
"What has the outside world become like?"
Someone murmured.
"The ancestors came from afar, were defeated in a great battle, fled here, and have multiplied and multiplied for countless epochs..."
On the other side, there are also people who seem to be reminiscing.
Their years are very long!
Buzz!
At this moment, in a deep pit.
The fragments of the Immortal City glowed, scattered with bits of light, and continued to sink into Chu Feng's body.
"Those eyes are indeed terrifying. He is worthy of being the only one who wins in the age of mythology..."
He whispered and finally let out a sigh.
This piece of fragment was extremely huge. It shrank rapidly and became the size of a palm. Like a small tower, it suddenly flashed and submerged into Chu Feng's body.
"Lend your mind space to recuperate." He said to himself, and then fell silent.
at the same time.
The candle dragon also turned into a tattoo, intertwined on Chu Feng's body.
"I really suffered a big loss this time. I will live and die with you for the time being, and borrow my origin from you to nourish my vitality..."
"The injury is too serious, I hope I can wake up!"
He sighed.
From the beginning to the end, he was being plotted.
First, he was unable to control himself during the impact of the Immortal Capital and Heaven, and then, he was almost wiped out by those eyes.
Too bleak.
Now, the war has come to an end, and with the final blow, the Emperor Realm, which had been forcibly accepted into another mythical creature and forcibly returned, was unexpectedly knocked down.
I had already recovered a lot, but now I have vomited it all out.
"Why."
"I've been worried all my life, no matter who I messed with." Zhulong finally sighed. The red dragon-shaped tattoos lost their luster and were densely covered on Chu Feng's body.
Xiandu and Zhulong all fell into a deep sleep.
this area.
The pit is huge, the storm of nothingness, and various forces are still surging.
Chu Feng stood across the center, with half a sword mountain above his head.
He himself is equally fragmented.
However, the world inside the body is quietly opening up, and streams of vitality are slowly entering the body.
I don't know how long has passed.
On Chu Feng's body, the broken bones, flesh and blood were slowly healing.