Chapter 39 Lingxiao Palace, the battle stage starts!
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Deep in the starry sky, white mist emerged.
The pure white mist, hazy and ethereal, envelopes the stars and submerges one nebula after another.
Compared with the monstrous power of the demon tower when it arrived, the white mist came suddenly, and seemed to have existed since ancient times, floating in the universe, with an aura that came from the dust.
"Fairy Mist!"
A strange look appeared in He Laosan's eyes, and then he said coldly: "A bunch of lunatics."
Needless to say, Su Qinian also understood that the last ones to arrive were the legendary immortals.
Compared with other races, in Su Qinian's understanding, the entanglement between immortals and humans is the deepest. Not to mention the Xuanhuang Earth, the Taoist lineage originated from immortals. To seek Taoism is to seek to become an immortal and move forward to his previous life.
Throughout the long history of ancient China, there are traces of immortals everywhere, and Taoism is even known as the state religion and can be found all over famous mountains and rivers.
The fairy mist fills the air and comes from the depths of the starry sky. An ancient palace is looming in the fairy mist. The fairy light is bright and shines for hundreds of millions of miles. It has a charm that is superior to all living things.
"Ling! Xiao! Palace!"
The one who spoke this time was the Sword Emperor Tongming who was standing in front of the supreme kings on the Immortal Dragon Boat.
The Supreme Sword Emperor raised his sword eyebrows slightly at this time, and his eyes showed some traces of memories. Obviously, even he did not expect that the Immortal Clan would actually invite Lingxiao Palace this time.
Spears from the heavens, Lingxiao Palace, the gods in the palm of Sui Ren...
This has been passed down since the end of modern times. Perhaps not many people remember the vast starry sky, but in the view of Sword Emperor Tongming, no matter whether people remember it or not, what should exist will not be annihilated, and what will not be annihilated will eventually be destroyed.
Permanent marks.
The Ghost Ship of the Underworld, the Nine Netherworld Snakes, the Ancient God Corpse, the Spirit God Ancestral Vine, the Demon Tower, the Demonic Black Lotus, and the Lingxiao Palace!
The seven clans finally arrived, carrying a treasure that was enough to suppress the destiny of the clan, and descended into the starry sky of the human world.
There is no air in the universe, the spiritual energy is chaotic, and it has natural strangulation power. Only practitioners at the Earth-opening realm and above can survive in it. And as time goes by, more and more human beings come to this starry sky.
There are probably more than a million of them, surrounding the Immortal Dragon Ship in all directions. Many people have solemn expressions, especially some of the elders and powerful men. They smell an atmosphere that is far more depressing than a thousand years ago. However, it is necessary to restart the starry sky battle platform.
Yes, because some advanced masters fought for the human race in the star sea, and were finally captured by mistake. They had no choice but to live or die. They suffered so much in the alien prison. Now that there is a chance to be rescued, they can't let it go no matter what.
"What a huge battle."
He Laosan curled his lips, but his eyes were solemn. The seven tribes came together to exchange prisoners of war. At such a juncture, it has to make people think deeply.
War King Qi Qing took a deep look at the Underworld Ghost Ship and the Nine Netherworld Snakes in the distance. It was obvious that the bottom line of these two clans was not high. They did not choose to remain silent. Instead, they aroused the other five clans to restart the starry sky battle platform. However, the other five clans just
Agreed, if there is really no gap between the hundreds of races, then the human race will not be able to survive in recent times. There is something intriguing in this.
"Please starry sky battle platform!"
Boom!
On the Immortal Dragon Boat, the King of War roared loudly, beat the Immortal War Drum, and the sound of war shook the starry sky, arousing the blood of the human race and arousing the most intense fighting spirit.
Rumble!
Immediately afterwards, the starry sky twisted, and in the dark starry sky between the eight tribes, a vast battle platform appeared, wrapped in the vicissitudes of ancient atmosphere, as if it had been sleeping for a long time, turning from virtual to real.
Starry sky battle platform!
Su Qinian's eyes narrowed. At this moment, he could only feel the restlessness of the human race's war blood. Even the name of the Supreme War was throbbing. There were signs of recovery. Looking at the starry sky in the distance, he saw a huge battle platform, simple and unpretentious.
, is made of gray stone, mottled and covered with holes for swords, spears, swords, axes and whip marks, with a radius of nearly a hundred miles. According to Qi Qing, this ancient battle platform is enough to carry any huge body to fight on it.
Even in a duel, it would be difficult for the supreme power to destroy it. It has a history of more than two epochs and is the same age as the vast starry sky.
"Which clan?" At this moment, the Sword Emperor's clear eyes were calm, he paused, and said calmly, "come first."
As the great emperor of the human race, the Sword Emperor Tongming can be more than 30,000 feet tall, and his battle body is larger than the stars. He stands on the immortal dragon ship, like a huge emperor sword, with supreme sharpness that stirs up the bullfighting and dims the stars.
"brightly lit!"
But on top of the high-energy spiritual god ancestral vine that spans billions of miles, a terrifying voice sounded, accompanied by the chanting of the sacred light. From the heaven floating on the top of the divine vine, billions of light rain fell, like holy feathers, and a round
The golden portal, engraved with tens of thousands of sacred runes, opened to both sides at this moment, and a towering sacred figure, more than ten thousand feet high, with eight pairs of sacred wings, suddenly opened to both sides.
boom!
It was like a storm of holy light was set off in the starry sky. The sacred aura surged like a sea of stars. The aura of terror swept across. Millions of miles away, a cluster of dozens of stars exploded to pieces. Star fragments were scattered everywhere, like a grand event.
The meteor shower is like a brilliant fireworks.
Countless human warriors were trembling. There was no doubt that this was a terrifying divine warrior. A saint spoke dryly, took a deep breath and said, "God Emperor Qingming!"
God Emperor Qingming!
As these four words sounded, the starry sky became silent, and many people's hearts swayed. It turned out that a god emperor came in person. Looking at the vast starry sky, there could be as many supreme emperors as possible, all of whom are expected to ascend to the supreme throne, and have even begun to set foot in that realm.
In the highest realm, if the emperor does not leave, the emperor will be the most powerful.
In fact, looking at the vast starry sky, among the hundreds of clans in the sky, not every clan can have an emperor born in every era, so in many cases, the emperor is enough to support a powerful clan.
In the eyes of many senior human race experts, the reason why the Ghost and Ming clans were able to mobilize the five clans was largely because in this era, emperors from both clans were born.
The God Emperor Qingming was a strong man from the God Clan at the same time as the Sword Emperor Tongmei. He entered the Holy Forbidden City at almost the same time, and then entered the Holy Forbidden City King, until the Ancestral Forbidden City. Later, the two became saints almost at the same time. Even if
The time when they entered the Supreme Realm was only one year apart. Before entering the Supreme Realm, the two had many battles with each other winning and losing. However, after entering the Supreme Realm, due to many scruples, they only fought very few times.
Not much.
"Pudi Realm, 30,000 people!"
In front of the gate of heaven, following the god emperor Qingming, there is also a god king, with seven pairs of god wings stretched out like wings covering the sky, the holy light is like the sea, the king's energy shakes the starry sky, this god king waves his hand, his spirit
The Divine Ancestral Vine is swaying, with a branch hanging down a million miles. There is a cage of holy light hanging on it, growing between the milky white crystal leaves. It is covered with sacred runes. It is only a few miles in size. It is filled with people as tiny as ants.
The figure is weak and scarred.
"My son!"
"Jingyuan Town Soldiers!"
"Brother, my disciple!"
…
A moment later, many exclamations sounded in the starry sky. They were all young human masters. Their lifespans in the Earth Realm were not more than a thousand years. Those who could be exchanged alive were within a thousand years, or even five hundred years.
Prisoners of war who were imprisoned in the Protoss. At this moment, many people shed tears. They thought they would never see each other again. Life and death were separated, but they never expected that we would see each other again. As long as we are alive, nothing is more joyful than this moment.
.
Pi Di Realm, 30,000 people!
Su Qinian's eyes were as bright as a torch. In that cage of holy light, there were many young faces. Perhaps they had just been captured for less than a hundred years. All of them were sluggish and their eyes were dull. It was obvious that they had suffered tremendous mental and willpower. Su Qinian had just been captured.
I was told that most of these prisoners of war will be tried to subdue their spirits and targeted by those who are proficient in spiritual methods to obtain the mastery of combat methods, many secret techniques, and even some secrets. This is not only the case for alien races, but also for human races. Talk about
It's not about good or evil, it's just a convention that has been developed and formed by the tribes fighting for endless years.
The same is true for the exchange of prisoners of war. There is no fixed time limit. Those who can endure long years of suffering without collapse will often burst out with huge potential for cultivation after returning, and will advance by leaps and bounds in a short period of time, reaching an astonishing level.
"The rules remain the same."
On the Immortal Dragon Boat, Sword Emperor Tongming spoke calmly, and did not have any mood swings due to the arrival of his old rival.
"Little junior brother."
In the corner of the starry sky, He Laosan looked at Su Qinian and solemnly said: "This scene belongs to you."
Qi Qing also lowered his gaze. According to the rules of the starry sky battle platform, which level of prisoners of war is exchanged, only masters of the two races at that level can compete against each other. The time limit is one day. Whichever race survives the most games can win the prisoners of war... life or death.
No limit.
At this moment, even Lengfeng looked at Su Qinian, looking at the vast starry sky, more than 90% of the real young masters had reached the Open Heaven Realm. Even those who had become saints through reincarnation, there were also a handful of people like Su Qinian.
Like this, those who come from the Xuanhuang Earth to complete the Dao deficiency are the odd ones among them. In the fifth step of the Earth-opening Realm, in the eyes of the three of Qi Qing, who can beat their little junior brother, there are hundreds of people in the world at the moment.
Within the clan, it would be difficult to even find a comparable opponent.
Soon, a large dark golden net hung from the Immortal Dragon ship. Nearly 30,000 gods were struggling in it. They were no better than the humans in the Holy Light Cage. Some of them even had the divine wings on their backs broken.
His face was full of fear and hesitation.
"God Clan Gachi!"
In front of the gate of heaven, under the feet of the God Emperor Qingming, four pairs of divine wings spread out, like a ray of divine lightning, shuttled through the starry sky, faster than a meteor. In just a few breaths, it tore through the void and landed in the starry sky.
On stage.
Master!
Many human masters raised their eyes. It was not because of how high the fallen gods were. The exchange of prisoners of war in the Earth-Bearing Realm could only be carried out by strong men of the Earth-Bearing Realm. It was because of the extreme speed and tearing ability shown by the opponents who had just landed.
Walking through the void, generally speaking, only those who are powerful in the Open Heaven Realm can have the power to tear apart the starry sky. (Genuine subscription is the greatest support for Shibu!)