"Juniors, don't be frightened. This is just an aging Holy King, and our hometown in Taoyuan has long been fully prepared to deal with him."
The dean of Tiandaoyuan, Hong Tuo, was full of energy, and the sound of the sound penetrated the ears of every monk in his hometown.
Before the war started, the seniors had told them that after many accurate calculations, there was indeed only this extremely aging Holy King left in the Immortal Burial.
In other words, as long as you win this battle, you can achieve final victory.
Therefore, everyone is full of fighting spirit, and methodically activates various restrictions and arranges defensive formations under the orders of the sect's immortal leader.
In an instant, millions of gorgeous rays of light lit up in the sky, various spiritual currents swirled around, the talismans shone brightly, the array patterns flickered, and the momentum was magnificent! At the same time, the Saint King of the Tomb of the Underworld, who was sitting on the throne with his eyes closed to meditate, finally opened his eyes slightly.
Opening his eyes, he saw the aura of millions of strong men from his homeland erupting. This powerful king of darkness did not even move his eyelids, but slightly raised his fingers to the seven generals in front of him.
The seven Immortal Burial Generals all have the strength of the Holy Saint. They have fought with the Holy King of the Tomb of the Underworld in various eras, trampled across billions of realms, destroyed one brilliant cultivation civilization after another, and all races died under their swords.
There are countless saints, and even today, the souls of injustice still cry under the edge of the blade.
The seven generals have a powerful title that will last forever - "The King's Seven Dark Blades"! Now, as the vanguard generals of the Buried Immortals, they command millions of buried warriors, preparing to destroy the last piece of pure land of the human race.
The Holy King of the Tomb of the Underworld didn't even bother to say a word to the strong man from his homeland. Under his order, the King's Seven Underworld Blades flew to the front of the boundary wall with overwhelming momentum, ignoring the power of various boundary-protecting formations.
One of the generals held a double-edged sword that was three meters long and one meter wide. He held the handle in the middle and slashed down one of the weapons of the outer boundary protection formation! Boom! The space was deafening.
The sound of explosions spread far into the starry sky, and the hearts of millions of monks in their homeland were violently shaken.
In the eyes of everyone with great astonishment, a crack appeared in the formation device protected by the heavy formation force, and then it quickly disintegrated, and was actually chopped into pieces by a knife! That is the supreme law of the sword! Than the Starry Sky Ten Thousand Realms
The most evil sword cultivator since ancient times is even more terrifying! "Hmph, just a Taoist formation is vulnerable to a single blow. You guys, who dares to take a blow from me, Ming Hai?"
The Immortal Burial General who called himself Ming Hai roared loudly, piercing his soul and causing dozens of realm-protecting formations to tremble with spiritual light.
The next moment, the other six generals of the Seven Underworld Blades under the king all used their swords, and with just one sword, they chopped up the Taoist array that had been inherited from the prehistoric era! Taoist priest Luo Wu frowned when he saw it.
He originally thought that these ancient heritage arrays could slightly consume the opponent's general's original power, but he did not expect that the strength of the King's Seven Underworld Blades was far beyond their imagination.
In this way, the most powerful Holy Saints in their homeland will not only have to deal with the Holy King of the Underworld.
First, we have to cross the defense line of seven sage-level generals! This battle is much more difficult than Taoist Luo Wu imagined.
However, he and other Taoist experts concluded that the Holy King of the Tomb of the Underworld must be in an extremely aging state, otherwise he would not have been sitting on the throne without taking action.
The other side also wants to consume the enemy's main force first and then engage in a decisive battle.
"Everyone is ready. When the formation is broken, it's time to charge! Defend our homeland and never retreat!"
Each of the leading Taoist geniuses shouted loudly, which was very encouraging.
The next moment.
Rumble, rumble! Huge earthquakes and explosions sounded continuously. The layers of protective formations on the boundary wall were cut into gaps one by one by the King's Seven Underworld Blades. The light curtain was broken into pieces like colorful glass, and a small piece of it was extremely fast.
It flew towards Chen Xuan and stabbed Chen Xuan in the eye, but Chen Xuan casually swatted it away.
"?!?!?!"
Outside the boundary wall, millions of buried soldiers held high their pitch-black bone spears and made strange and frightening sounds, like beating drums in everyone's heart.
The deep black eyes of Ming Hai, the head of the seven underworld blades under the king, suddenly stared and shot out a blazing light. Then he roared angrily, holding up the double-edged sword and was the first to rush into the gap in the protective formation, and said to Luo Wu
The long head was chopped off! Obviously, this fierce general under the Holy Throne of the Tomb of the Underworld wanted to be the first to take the head of the first person in his hometown and make the first achievement! "Fusheng Boundless Heavenly Lord."
Taoist Master Luo Wu looked calm and recited a Taoist mantra. At the same time, he raised the dust in his hand and pointed it at Minghai's double-edged sword! The two peerless experts struck with a shocking blow and wiped out time. The entire atmosphere of Taoyuan's homeland was instantly violent.
Spiritual tides, circles of wrinkles and ripples appeared in the space, and the first round of fighting seemed to shatter the world! The destructive power was astonishing! Before the surrounding heroes could react, they were blown away far away. Only a few of them were
It can also stabilize your body shape.
Chen Xuan was one of them. He used his pupil power to clearly see the result of the fight between Taoist Luo Wu and Ming Hai. He saw that Taoist Luo Wu's body was forced down a thousand meters by the war blade, and several strands of broken wires were broken.
Fall down.
But Ming Hai was unscathed, his body was full of dark energy, and his eyes were full of violent cold light.
"Master Luo Wu!"
The disciples of Taichu Taoist Palace were all shocked. They originally thought that their master was stronger than the King's Seven Dark Blades, but they didn't expect to be suppressed by the other side in the first round! The monks from other Taoist forces looked even more ugly.
Because Taoist Master Luo Wu is recognized as the strongest person in Taoyuan's hometown, but he was actually suppressed by a general under the Holy Throne of Ming Tomb. How can this war be fought?
Seeing the other six generals of the King's Seven Underworld Blades flying into the gap in the world-protecting formation, Hong Wei and other Taoist saints all flew in front. The auras of the two sides collided, like a meteorite falling into the vast sea, and an endless super tsunami surged.
!The Taoyuan homeland has developed for seven epochs since the destruction of the prehistoric era, but only nine saints were born.
One is because of the eternal taboo, and the other is the blockade of heaven that buries the immortals, so the Holy King cannot be born in the homeland of Taoyuan.
At first, Taoist Master Luo Wu and Hong Wei thought that nine Holy Saints were enough to deal with the only remaining Holy King of Burial Immortal. However, when the battle started, they found that even if it was nine against seven, they would not be able to defeat the seven under the Holy King of Tomb of the Underworld.
Even though he is a sage-level general, the situation of the battle is still not optimistic.
"Daomen old men, you are really pathetic. You are trapped in the ancient land created by the Holy King of the Void with his Dao Heart Heaven and Earth, but not even a Holy King was born. You have been lingering for seven epochs. In the end, you will still have to be the eternal life of us buried immortals.
Sacrifice."
Ming Hai grinned and sneered, mocking Priest Luo Wu who had distanced himself.
"It all depends on man-made efforts. We are just adhering to the path that the ancestors of the human race took."
Taoist Priest Luo Wu looked neither sad nor happy, offering a treasure like a star compass, and the pure aura of chaos spread in all directions.
"The legendary Taoist Divine Disk that can infinitely generate all kinds of top-quality Taoisms?"
Ming Hai recognized this sacred object from the ancient Taoist sect at a glance, but he was only slightly surprised, "You are not completely useless, old man, but it is a pity that the order of heaven is in the hands of our buried immortals. No matter how powerful the Taoism is performed by this Taoism disk,
