Chapter 663: The mother borer breaks through and the Golden Immortal is born
In the demon world, in the center of the Land of the First Seal, over a bottomless abyss, patches of purple mist suddenly erupted from below.
This purple mist is so sticky that it makes people feel dizzy after taking a sip, and they can't help but feel the urge to kill from the bottom of their hearts.
In the distance of this central area, there are many pavilions and palaces. From time to time, figures walk in and out of these buildings.
In front of it, there were teams of elite soldiers wearing armor, walking and patrolling.
When one of the teams approached the central area of the First Seal Land, they immediately discovered the purple mist that was spraying out.
"not good!"
Just as a exclamation fell, a noisy, sharp insect sound sounded from below the abyss.
Then, the overwhelming Zerg army rushed out from below, like locusts passing through the border, and rushed outside menacingly.
"It's attacking the seal again, please report the news to the Ancestor!" A shrill roar sounded here, resounding throughout the entire world.
Hearing this sound, the nearby demon army all rushed over, looking frightened to kill the insects that rushed out.
Near the Thunderous Continent in the Spirit World, in a secret room of a palace in the deep sea, there is a giant cocoon wrapped in countless blood threads.
This giant cocoon squirmed for a while, and then countless bloody runes suddenly appeared on its surface, and then expanded rapidly at an incredible speed.
In almost a breath, the originally extremely wide secret room was completely filled by the inflated giant cocoon.
Then the cocoon expanded and contracted for a while, then burst open.
After an earth-shaking loud noise, a naked young man sitting cross-legged suddenly appeared in the void of the secret room.
This young man has a face as white as jade and an unusually handsome face. There is a golden lotus pattern imprinted on the front and back of his body.
The young man slowly opened his eyes.
The eyes are clear in black and white, but the depths of the pupils are extremely crystal clear, as if there is a mysterious power contained in them.
After his eyes moved around in a circle, he fell on an object in the corner of the secret room and stopped moving, and the expression on his face became extremely distorted.
The object was clearly a crystal ball placed on a low jade table. It was about the size of a fist, but its surface glowed with a faint aura, reflecting a clear picture.
In the picture, a silver lotus pod is floating there lifelike, just like the real thing.
"How dare you take away the treasure that I almost died for in the immortal world, and also steal the Immortal Gathering Plate. No matter who you are, I will chase you to the ends of the earth and wipe you out of the world!"
"But now that I have been reborn, I can no longer stay here."
The young man murmured a few words, with undisguised anger in his voice.
He waved his sleeves, and a silver jade plate about a foot in size immediately appeared in front of him, spinning smoothly. Judging from its shape, it was clearly the same as the Immortal Gathering Plate that Ye Changsheng took away from the Guanghan Realm.
It's just much smaller and has a different color.
Holding this jade plate, the handsome young man closed his eyes, as if sensing something.
After a moment, he opened his eyes with a strange expression and murmured: "In that area? It's just the right time to solve everything in one go!"
He put away the jade plate with an expressionless face, and then waved his hand, and the palace where it was located was immediately completely submerged in the strange golden light.
All the golden light disappeared, and only the young man in golden robe stood expressionlessly on the empty site of the original palace.
A moment later, on the nearby sea, a golden light flew out from the sea, circled, and then shot off in a certain direction.
Looking at the direction of the escape light, it is the Feng Yuan Continent!
In the northwest corner of Feng Yuan Continent, in the territory of the Yuanmu Clan, a huge magic spot appeared in the sky, blocking out the sun, and a large dark hole in the center slowly rotated.
Under it, more than ten auras were flourishing, and extremely powerful monks suddenly gathered from all directions.
Almost all of these people are in the late stage of integration, and the aura of each one is extremely powerful. They can be regarded as the pillars of their respective ethnic groups.
One of them was wearing a green robe and had an ordinary appearance. He listened to the conversations of the others with a bland expression and would interject a sentence from time to time.
Suddenly, his heart palpitated suddenly, his open mouth closed tightly, he turned his head suddenly and looked towards the distant horizon.
"Fellow Daoist Han, what's wrong?" an elegant man next to him asked with a smile.
"It's nothing, maybe it's because I'm about to enter the demon world and I'm a little suspicious!" Han Li turned his head when he heard this and said with a bitter smile.
"With the strength of Fellow Daoist Han and the help of Master, the chance of success is much greater than ours, so what is there to worry about?" the elegant man said with a smile and shook his head.
"That's a bad statement. Han has only been in the advanced stage for a few days? How can he compare with your accumulation?" Han Li quickly shook his head and said.
At the same time, my heart was throbbing, and I was filled with surprise and doubt.
Just now, he suddenly felt as if he was being targeted by some ferocious beast, and there was an extremely dangerous feeling in his heart that he had never experienced before.
I don't know why he had such a premonition, but Han Li was still a little cautious, secretly thinking that he must not be careless during this trip to the demon world.
When he saw others looking at him strangely, Han Li calmed down and chatted with these people for a few words with a smile.
After some discussion, more than a dozen people in this group threw themselves into the huge black hole in the sky and entered the demon world.
On the island, Ye Changsheng stood on the Xuantian Five Elements Tree, looking at the powerful auras scattered around him on the island below, with a smile on his face.
Hundreds of years have passed, and the cultivation of everyone on the island has improved again, and everyone has become much stronger.
"It's almost time for that person to arrive. He has to go and see the Spirit King!" Ye Changsheng murmured softly, tiptoed, and disappeared.
On the Holy Mountain of the Spirit Clan, Ye Changsheng arrived here secretly on this day without being discovered by anyone else.
He entered the core area of the Holy Mountain, talked secretly with the Spirit King for several hours, and then left.
After he left, the Spirit King's expression became uncertain.
He recalled the news that Ye Changsheng had just brought him:
According to his friends from the foreign race, a mysterious strong man from the Thunder Continent, who was suspected to be an immortal from the lower world, suddenly appeared and headed straight for the Feng Yuan Continent.
This news shocked the Spirit King, and for a moment he felt a trace of panic in his heart.
His true body was a spiritual slave transformed from an immortal weapon from the upper realm. He finally escaped and became free. The most unseen thing about him was the immortal from the upper realm.
In this spiritual world, he is not afraid of anything but people coming from the fairy world.
No matter what the purpose of the person coming to the fairy world is, as long as this person sees him, I am afraid he will take action to capture him, and he will not be polite at all.
The Spirit King knew these immortals so well that his calm inner lake suddenly stirred up turbulent waves.
"No matter what the goal of the immortals in the lower world is, whether they will come here or not, I have to make some preparations to be prepared!" The Spirit King murmured, and walked into the hall behind him with a gloomy face.
In this way, time passed day by day, and several years later, suddenly one day, a magic weapon on the Spirit King made a buzzing sound.
The Spiritual King, who was sitting in the main hall with his eyes closed and concentrating, quickly took out his magic weapon. It was a white mirror, and Ye Changsheng's face was revealed on it:
"Fellow Daoist Spirit King, that man is here!"
As the words fell, ripples like water rippled on the mirror, and then the picture slowly disappeared.
The Spirit King held the mirror with a somewhat serious look on his face. After a moment, he sighed: "I still have to go there after all. If this person discovers the existence of our clan, it will definitely be a catastrophe!"
The Spirit King turned into a stream of light and flew outside the Holy Mountain.
In the wilderness, at the top of a dry mountain, Ye Changsheng stood with his hands behind his back, looking at an area in the distance.
There is the territory of the Artifact Clan, a branch of the Spirit Clan. According to the news he received before, the skeleton immortal has now arrived in the Artifact Clan.
A stream of light appeared from a distance, and Ye Changsheng looked back. An old man with white hair and kind eyes appeared on the horizon. His appearance looked very ordinary, but there was an extremely huge aura hidden in his body.
The Spirit King is here!
To deal with the Skeleton Immortal, you must recruit the Spirit King. This person has mastered various methods that can specifically target the Immortal in the Immortal Realm. He can be said to be a professional counterpart.
After a flash of light, the Spiritual King appeared on the top of Dry Mountain, standing opposite Ye Changsheng.
"Fellow Daoist Ye, can you confirm that that person is really an immortal from the lower world?" King Ling asked with a solemn expression immediately after seeing Ye Changsheng.
"If you are not sure, how can you dare to invite fellow Taoists to come over? Fellow Taoists, please take a look!" Ye Changsheng stretched out his hand and pointed, and the void in front of him rippled like ripples on the water.
Then, a mirror appeared out of thin air in front of the two of them. After the mirror blurred, it became clear, and a picture appeared.
A young man wearing a golden robe and an unusually handsome face was standing in the air with his hands behind his back, looking at the three figures opposite him expressionlessly.
On the front of his golden robe, there is a huge golden lotus printed on it, which is extremely eye-catching.
On the mountain peak at his feet, there were large pits everywhere, with many corpses and remains piled up inside, and many broken artifacts scattered on the ground. There were thousands of them, but each one had full aura.
Looks like nothing.
The three figures opposite him all had extremely sad and angry expressions on their faces. They were saying something through gritted teeth and looking at the handsome young man with murderous intent in their eyes.
"Zu Yun Mountain? The Weapon Spirit Clan?" King Ling's expression condensed when he saw this scene, and he immediately recognized where the young man was.
The Qi Ling Clan is one of the most important branches of the Ling Clan, but at this moment, it seems that the entire Qi Ling Clan on Zuyun Mountain has been slaughtered.
The thousands of broken artifacts at the foot of the mountain are the corpses of these Spirit Tribe people!