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Chapter 209 Void Anchor

There are more than a thousand talismans, all of which are from the hands of immortals, and all of them are auxiliary talismans such as 'imprisonment', 'seal', 'confusion', and 'chaos'. The huge secret room is shrouded in a layer of auspicious light and auspiciousness, and the six

The powerful immortal's body froze, and dazzling immortal light gushed out from their bodies at the same time.

The armor on the bodies of the immortals automatically ejected fairy light like a volcanic eruption. Their eyes were filled with light. They stood up extremely slowly and slowly raised their heads to look at Yin Xuege.

The bodies of the purple-robed immortals were like fireworks, with at least thirty defensive immortal-level accessories actively activated, emitting streams of immortal light to protect their bodies and immortal souls.

But Yin Xuege's move was too grand. He looted these immortal talismans from the warehouses of Ping'an City. Although each immortal talisman was valuable, he didn't feel any pain when he threw them out. Part 1

Thousands of immortal talismans made by the immortals themselves are enough to threaten even lower-level golden immortals.

The fairy light emitted from the body armor of the immortals was suppressed, crushed, and forced into their bodies. A solid light similar to ice appeared on the surface of their bodies, and their bodies could no longer move. Any

No matter how hard they struggled, they couldn't even move a finger.

Their eyes widened, but the light in their eyes had become cloudy and dull.

The accessories on the purple-robed immortals exploded one after another. Facing the huge power of thousands of immortal talismans bursting out at the same time, the immortal-level accessories on their bodies were unable to protect themselves. They reached into their sleeves and thought

They wanted to take out the early warning fairy talisman letter to warn the outside world, but the auspicious light and auspicious energy released by the fairy talisman had already wrapped their bodies, their bodies were stiff, and their fairy souls were in a mess.

The six powerful immortals instantly fell to the ground unable to move. Yin Xuege immediately jumped down.

A black light spurted out from the center of his eyebrows, and Qingqiu Yan walked out of the Eighteen Forbidden Nunnery Tower of the Netherworld. He walked quickly to the three physical cultivator immortals, glanced at the armor on their bodies, and couldn't help but laugh: "Yo. Qingqiu Yan

The Qilin armor suit produced by Qiu Pavilion? You three are very wealthy. As far as I know, Qingqiu Pavilion's fairy equipment is not cheap."

As you press and lift your palms, you can hear a constant "clicking" sound. The armors on the three body cultivators automatically fall off from their bodies. Dozens of armor accessories are quickly pieced together to form a suspended ball the size of a human head.

Beside Qingqiuyan.

Shrugging his shoulders, Qingqiu Yan said in a deep voice to Yin Xuege: "These guys must be silenced. Some of the immortal weapons and magic weapons sold in Qingqiu Pavilion have left special restrictions on our Qingqiu clan.

If they use this kind of equipment to make things difficult for me, the Qingqiu clan, haha. Little friend, you also understand."

Yin Xuege rolled his eyes. Are these descendants of the nine-tailed fox really embarrassed to do this?

People spent a lot of money to buy the immortal artifacts, but they actually left a back door in the artifacts? It is conceivable that if some blind people wear the immortal artifacts bought from Qingqiu Pavilion and the Qingqiu clan members

If they go against each other, when they fight with the enemy, their armor will suddenly fall off, and the weapons in their hands will suddenly become inoperable, which will be really fatal.

"Business secrets, I understand, I understand." Yin Xuege shrugged his shoulders, pulled out the Xuege sword and struck a physical cultivator heavily on the neck.

With a clang sound, the Blood Song Sword, whose quality had been upgraded to a low-grade earthly immortal weapon, was quite difficult. Under Yin Xuege's huge power, it split the immortal's neck with a dryness. The pale golden immortal sword

Blood continued to flow from the wound, and Yin Xuege grasped it with his palm. The fairy blood, which was as heavy as mercury, flew up one after another and condensed into a blood globule the size of a human head in his palm.

"Let go of 80% of your essence and blood. With your cultivation, your life will be safe, but don't even think about moving." He smiled at the immortal with a fierce look. Yin Xuege grabbed his body and put it on his body.

All the broken pieces were pulled out and thrown directly into the tower prison to be imprisoned.

Several other immortals also did the same thing, releasing most of their essence and blood, allowing them to barely maintain their lives, and then threw them into the tower prison and handed them over to the prison-suppressing ghost king. The origins of these immortals must be tortured clearly.

Yes, but now is not the time.

Glancing towards the entrance of the secret room, I saw that the gods above were still busy with the wanton joy of Hu Tian and Hu Di. The Da Luo Jin Feng Chan covered the entire secret room, and the mana fluctuations of thousands of immortal talismans were not leaked at all. So until now,

None of the gods came to investigate.

"Uncle Qingqiu, it's up to you." As time went by with Qingqiu Yan, Yin Xuege began to address him more and more casually.

Qingqiu Yan nodded. He quickly walked to the formation diagram suspended in mid-air, took out a complicated compass, and carefully made calculations on it. The golden compass of unknown material continued to emit traces of fairy light.

Wrapped around the formation diagram, he quickly analyzed and dissected the formation changes of the Hunyuan Wuji Prisoning God Formation.

Pulling out the Blood Song Sword, he jumped to the entrance of the secret room. Yin Blood Song sat cross-legged on the bottom step, waiting quietly.

Simply destroying the support points of a large formation will weaken the Hunyuan Wuji Prisoner of Gods formation a little, but it will not have an impact on the entire formation. Qingqiu Yan must be allowed to respond to the changes in the entire formation by destroying one support point.

Interfering with the operation of the entire formation, and then triggering a chain reaction to destroy the entire formation, is the purpose of Yin Xuege.

This was something that Yaoyi, the deputy commander of Xuantian Mansion, ordered Yin Xuege to do, but Yin Xuege interrupted the conversation with him unceremoniously. In the view of Yin Xuege at that time, he was asked to destroy the Hunyuan Wuji Prison.

The formation eye of the divine formation is simply a way to die.

But now, Yin Xuege came to destroy this formation voluntarily. This was his own choice and had nothing to do with anyone's threats.

"I'm not a good person." Yin Xuege gently rubbed the edge of the Blood Song Sword with his fingers, and laughed softly: "It's just that I have a bottom line."

It doesn’t matter whether the immortals and the gods fight with blood and bodies everywhere, that’s the relationship between your two major forces. How many casualties you have, it has nothing to do with Yin Xuege. But if they slaughter women and children without regard for morality, they wantonly kill women and children.

Hu Wei, and involved Yin Xuege, then this touched his bottom line.

In this cruel fairyland where the weak can prey on the strong. In this cruel Hongmeng world with distinct classes, there are always some things that some people need to insist on. There are always some people who still have a little enthusiasm in their hearts. Even if this enthusiasm is not good for the entire world.

The world is so insignificant. But as long as he still exists, the world will not become too despairing.

For those old men and young people who were imprisoned in the earth city, waiting for the gods to mercilessly kill them, for them, Yin Blood Song was the only hope in their boundless despair. Although compared with the entire army of gods that invaded Xuantian Continent,

Yin Xuege's hope was so weak. So insignificant, as insignificant as a burning match in a hurricane.

But having it is better than nothing.

Nascent Soul was sitting cross-legged on three blood lotuses, and Yin Xuege was humming softly. His heart felt relaxed, and at the same time he had an eagerness to try. Come on. Come on, come on, those gods, the powerful ones

Descendants of the gods, come on.

I am destroying your formation, I am destroying your plan to invade Xuantian Mansion, I am destroying your hard work and your efforts. Come on, come and hate me, come and hate me, come and try your best to kill me.

For those of you who call yourself gods, my only choice is to strike hard with my sword, so that you will know what the horror of death is.

The sea of ​​blood in Dantian was rolling in waves, and the rich blood energy continued to rise upwards, constantly blending into Yin Xuege's Nascent Soul.

A bit of innate wisdom in Yuanying continues to grow and lively, and Yin Xuege's Yuanying eyes become more and more agile and full of wisdom. His fire on Yuanying has gradually reached perfection, as long as he takes enough lunar essence and sun

True fire. When the two qi of yin and yang temper the Nascent Soul enough, the yin and yang can be opened up and an innate soul can be born from it.

With the achievement of the Yuan Shen, more magical powers and secrets can be used. A monk can only truly embark on the path of immortality and officially embark on the path of immortality only after he has cultivated the Yuan Shen.

Near the ruins of Xuantian Peak, on the duel platform, Yin Xuege's clone was knocked dozens of miles away by Yao Ri's punch, and his whole chest exploded. Amidst the cheers of countless gods, monks, and immortals, Yin Xuege

All the broken bones and flesh of Ge's clone turned into little bits of blood and flew back, and his body recovered rapidly at a jaw-dropping speed.

Yao Ri laughed again and again. He rushed towards Yin Xuege's clone arrogantly again and again, breaking one of his arms again and again, fulfilling his promise to Yajiao to his heart's content - he would never let Yin Xuege

Die easily.

The gods and men around them had set up countless bonfires. They roasted various prey on the bonfires while drinking fine wine. This duel was regarded by them as a feast to show off their strength and their presence in Xuantian Continent.

Yin Xuege can be said to be the last monk in Xuantian Continent who dares to resist them. As long as he is tortured and killed by countless people, monks and immortals in Xuantian Continent, then all the creatures in Xuantian Continent will completely succumb to their control.

Under the rule?

In the secret room, Yin Xuege squinted his eyes, and in the torrent of spiritual energy spewed out by the twelve dragon heads, a little bit of cold air or a little bit of heat flowed into his body. Day and night were changing on the ground, and the spiritual veins underground were also changing at any time.

The lunar essence projected from the moon at night is absorbed by the spiritual veins, then gathered in the secret room, and then absorbed by Yin Xuege. The same is true for the true sun fire projected by the sun during the day. Through the mobilization and collection of underground spiritual veins, it will also be absorbed by Yin Xuege.

Yin Xuege’s Nascent Soul Extraction.

Moreover, the underground spiritual veins connected in series by the twelve dragon heads in this secret room span hundreds of thousands of miles. The amount of taiyin and sun energy they absorb is much larger than the amount of yin and yang that Yin Xuege collected during his own cultivation. After practicing in this secret room for a day

, the yin and yang energy he collected was at least equivalent to what he had gained from practicing on his own in the outside world for half a year.

Time passed day by day, and in the blink of an eye, Yin Xuege stayed in the secret room for four days and four nights.

Qingqiu Yan, who was sweating profusely, finally drew the last stroke on the formation diagram. Then he quickly took out various formation flags and other magic weapons, and was busy setting up a complex formation near the formation diagram.

With success in mind, it only took him a quarter of an hour to complete the formation. Then he quickly came to the surrounding walls, took out the carving knife used to carve the formation patterns, and modified the talisman patterns on the wall.

Qingqiu Yan has fallen into a state of madness. While working quickly, he murmured excitedly to himself: "How many people in the world can have the opportunity to destroy the defense formation of Xianting like me? Well, Hunyuan

I have all the changes in the formation of the Wuji Prisoner God Formation in my heart. From now on, in the black market of Qingqiu Pavilion, I can sell all kinds of formation-breaking talismans for this formation. I can also make a lot of money."

On the duel platform, Yin Xuege's clone was lying on the ground unable to move.

The essence and blood in the body had been exhausted, and the clone no longer had the miraculous ability to recover quickly. Yaori stood beside the clone arrogantly and stepped on his head.

"Despicable human monk, you should understand the gap between humans and gods. You will never be able to catch up."

Holding his head proudly, Yao Ri raised his hands to signal to the gods who were cheering around him. After showing off his power for a while, Yao Ri lowered his head and shouted sternly at the clone: ​​"I'll give you a chance to become my slave. You will die and be reborn."

If you can teach the secret technique to me, maybe I can let you survive? Hmm?"

The clone smiled, shook his head, and then slapped the ground hard with his left hand.

The Qiankun Immortal Ring on his finger flashed with light, and hundreds of immortal thunders made by the Immortals and thousands of powerful and lethal Immortal Talisman poured out from the Immortal Ring at the same time. The clone looked at the stunned Yao Ri and smiled: "I want to

If I die, then go with me."

Yajiao, who was standing on the top of the pyramid watching the battle, suddenly changed her face. She screamed: "Sunday. Be careful!"

Yao Ri looked at the rolling immortal thunder and the thick stack of immortal talismans under his feet, and a panicked scream rose into the sky. His body turned into a golden light and fled high into the sky at the fastest speed. Yao Ri adhered to the law of sun light.

As a result, he flew as fast as light, and rushed hundreds of thousands of miles in the blink of an eye.

"Let's go together, let's be lively." The clone laughed loudly, and his body suddenly exploded. Hundreds of powerful immortal thunders exploded at the same time, and thousands of lethal immortal charms also burst out with dazzling brilliance.

Surrounded by the platform, the monks and immortals were so frightened that they watched with great interest the gods and men who killed Yin Xue Song in the sun.

Each of those fairy thunders made by the gods can easily destroy everything within a hundred miles, whether it is mountains or rivers, everything will be turned into powder when touched. And those fairy talismans are even more powerful, and their killing range may not be

It is large, but its absolute attack power is only several times greater than the large-scale killing fairy thunder.

Hundreds of immortal thunders and thousands of immortal talismans exploded at the same time, and a ball of colorful immortal light suddenly enveloped a hundred miles in radius.

Xuantian Peak was captured by the Gods. The area thousands of miles around Xuantian Mansion has become the paradise of the Gods. In this area, all civilians have been expelled, either sent to the mines to dig for ore, or thrown into

Go deep into the mountains and old forests to collect elixirs.

If the power of these immortal thunders and celestial talismans were really unleashed, none of the gods, monks and immortals around Xuantian Peak would be able to survive.

Yajiao and others were so frightened that they lost their wits. Yajiao quickly took out a flag and pointed it towards the sky. They saw dozens of archways shining with fairy light and spewing auspicious energy in the sky. Countless flags and flags came out.

Shaking around, the Hunyuan Wuji Imprisoning God Formation was launched with all its strength, and an invisible force tightly imprisoned this group of immortal light that was about to explode quickly.

After all, it is an immortal formation that can withstand the full attack of the Golden Immortal. The powerful suppression force makes the immortal thunder thrown by the clone and the immortal light emitted by the immortal talisman unable to resist. The ball of immortal light was quickly compressed to a small radius, and then was

The power of the formation was quickly sent high into the sky, and it was about to send him out of the range covered by the formation and explode.

Seeing this ball of immortal light being sent hundreds of miles high, the entire Hunyuan Infinite Formation suddenly trembled violently.

The great formation set up by Qingqiu Yan in the secret room was fully activated, and the speed at which the twelve dragon heads sucked out the spiritual energy of heaven and earth suddenly accelerated a hundred times. The spiritual energy of heaven and earth was transformed by the formation he had set up into a turbid torrent of destruction, which flowed along the pagoda he had modified.

The formation roared high into the sky.

I don’t know what Qingqiu Yan did, but in short, this formation support point ejected a huge beam of light, which blasted straight into the spiritual energy vortex high in the sky. The spiritual energy vortex with a diameter of more than a thousand miles was chaotic for a while, and then a "bobo"

Huge light patterns visible to the naked eye spread rapidly around, causing the entire sky to tremble.

Yajiao is mobilizing the power of the formation to confine the destructive power caused by the explosion of the immortal thunder and immortal talismans. The fierce Qingqiu Yan's hands and feet caused the entire formation to begin to vibrate violently, and countless arches could be seen high in the sky.

After a while of swaying, the fairy light hundreds of miles high in the sky could not be suppressed and exploded.

A terrifying torrent fell from high altitude and hit the ruins of Xuantian Peak.

Hundreds of thousands of gods, immortals and monks were crushed into meat pies on the spot, and then high-temperature and high-heat flames were sprayed down from the sky, burning those gods and men at the core of Xuantian Peak to ashes.

Yajiao and other top leaders of the core of the God Man exclaimed, and they all rushed into the black pyramid under the seat at the same time. Only then did they save their lives in the horrific explosion.

A loud noise was heard in the distance, and the fairy thunder arranged by Yin Xuege on the pagoda at the support point of the formation exploded at the same time. Countless points of bright light erupted from the surface of the towering pagoda, and the huge pagoda suddenly shattered inch by inch.

open.

The large array laid out by Qingqiu Yan immediately produced a strange whirlpool of mana, sending the power of the pagoda's collapse directly into the sky.

With a little impact, a chain reaction in Qingqiu Yan's calculation took place. Terrifying explosions were heard from everywhere. The pagodas supporting the Hunyuan Wuji Prisoner of Gods Formation collapsed one after another, and the entire formation instantly disintegrated.

Among the immortals who had taken refuge with the gods, a dozen peak earth immortals suddenly flew into the sky. They roared and shot an immortal talisman into the sky almost at the same time.

These immortal talismans exploded, forming huge golden talismans in the void.

Yajiao poked her head out from the black pyramid and looked at the golden symbols. Her expression changed miserably. She screamed: "Space Beacon, kill them, kill them, destroy these spaces."

Signpost."

But now the power of the immortal thunder and immortal talisman explosion has not dissipated. There are screams everywhere near Xuantian Peak. The camp of gods and men is in chaos. No one heard Yajiao's order, and naturally no one will catch up.

Kill those immortals and destroy these signposts.

The entire Xuantian Continent and the thirty-six monk planets around it trembled at the same time.

A black hole with a diameter of more than ten thousand miles suddenly burst open in the sky, and a dazzling golden light shot straight out of the black hole, directly following the golden symbols and pointing towards the Xuantian Continent.

Everyone could clearly see that it was a giant anchor with a radius of more than a thousand miles, a red-gold color, and surrounded by rich fairy clouds and fairy lights. Behind the anchor was an anchor that was dozens of miles thick and extended continuously.

Deep in the black hole, there are golden chains of unknown length.

Yajiao and others were so frightened that they trembled all over. They screamed at the same time: "The Void Divine Anchor is actually the Void Divine Anchor! The conquest army of Immortal Court is coming. Run, run, hurry up, run away!"

The dull sound of drums continued to come from the huge black hole. From a distance, you could see countless points of auspicious light floating out from the black hole along the huge golden chain.

Just as Yajiao and the others said, the Immortal Court conquest army came directly from the Central Immortal Territory.


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