Along with the vibration of the Zhendi Divine Abyss, the whole world seemed to be hanging upside down at this moment.
On the ancient battlefield, peaks began to rise...
On top of those peaks, ancient divine light lingered, forming an extremely vast cage.
The earth cracked open, revealing countless buried corpses.
Those corpses that were already dead now actually stretched out their huge white bone claws, grabbing at the warriors and evil tribes on the battlefield.
At the same time, a torrential rain fell from the sky.
The moment the heavy rain fell, the void was corroded and fell on the warriors, causing their skin and flesh to begin to melt, revealing the dense white bones.
There is also purple thunder between heaven and earth. Wherever the thunder falls, everyone under the Holy Emperor will die!
besides……
The undead spirits in the fourth area seemed to have heard the ancient call. They rushed towards the human warriors and evil tribesmen like a torrent in the vast ocean.
Suddenly, disaster struck this ancient battlefield.
It seems to be invincible. Even the powerful Saint Emperor can only barely save his life...
As for the warriors under the Holy Emperor or the evil tribe, they can only cry to God.
Behind the battlefield, the people of the Desolate tribe who were accompanying them from afar saw this scene. Their eyes widened and they looked ahead in shock.
They are afraid.
Also very happy.
Although they are all the geniuses of the world, under the absolute power, they are still unable to compete with the strong men in the world. They also feel powerless in the face of such a terrifying ancient power.
"What kind of battlefield is this?"
Ye Wushuang asked himself with smoke in his throat. Even he, who was unparalleled in swordsmanship, was very afraid at this moment.
"Broken world, broken God!"
Song Changling finally remembered these words, his voice was full of deepness, "This is an ominous place..."
"Find the exit as soon as possible!"
Lin Cangxue changed her mind about continuing to go deeper. She really didn't want to see many of the geniuses of the Desolate Clan die here. This was a loss for the Desolate Clan and a loss for the entire continent.
The people of the Desolate tribe could still escape in time, but those warriors and evil tribes who had half-stepped into the fourth area were already too late.
They died in droves.
Under that invincible power, they didn't even have much resistance, so they were buried in the loess forever, or were directly transformed into undead souls, integrated into the undead army, and began to slaughter humans and evil races.
At the same time, the Holy Emperor is falling!
On the top of the ancient mountain, the big black dog has turned into a big red dog. His body shape has not changed at all, but his whole body is full of ferocity. His eyes looking at the fourth area below are like an ancient demon staring indifferently.
The ants, pigs and dogs of the world.
No mercy at all.
There is only more and more intense killing.
Buzz.
Buzzing.
…
At this moment, the nine-layer pagoda in the center of the entire ancient battlefield began to shake.
Waves of terrifying power are sweeping across, impacting the seal outside the pagoda.
And with the continuous impact of the pagoda, outside the pagoda, the light of the Mountain of Talisman and Seal Script shines on the heavens, the sound of the Buddha fills the world, and the ruler on the nine-layer pagoda gathers the overwhelming aura and begins to guide the entire battlefield.
Gradually...
The power of Buddhism, Confucianism and Taoism swept across the battlefield.
Their appearance dispersed the torrential rain, annihilated the thunder in the human world, calmed the mad undead spirits, and broke the confinement of the ancient giant mountains.
The disaster gradually disappeared...
On the ancient battlefield, those warriors and evil tribes who survived were still extremely frightened.
Some people were even scared out of their wits.
They... have never seen such a terrifying power... That kind of power seems to have surpassed the realm of the Holy Emperor and has already touched upon the power of the Great Emperor.
Fortunately...Fortunately, the emergence of the disaster caused the nine-layer pagoda to tremble, and the two forces actually offset each other.
If not, I'm afraid everyone here will be destroyed.
And on that ancient mountain top, when the disaster was extinguished, the big black dog gradually became normal, and his eyes regained their clarity.
But it was full of doubts.
He turned to look in the direction of the Nine-Layer Pagoda and whispered softly, "Who am I?"
"Who are you?"
"Who is Emperor Taiyang?"
However, the nine-layer pagoda had already returned to calm and did not give the big black dog the slightest response.
After a disaster, many people choose not to move forward.
Only after experiencing death personally did they know the horror of death and the value of life. They looked shy and lowered their heads unconsciously.
It turns out that all lofty ideals may be vulnerable when faced with death.
But some people choose to move on.
They saw the terrifying power, and they were afraid of it, but they were also fascinated and yearned for it... It was a power that surpassed the Holy Emperor, and it was a power that could at least touch the Great Emperor.
They are obsessed with martial arts and the path of strength, and they can no longer look back.
Those warriors and evil tribes began to move forward... walking firmly towards the nine-layer pagoda.
But on that ancient hilltop, the big black dog looked at the living beings and ants that were constantly invading the core of the battlefield, but he was no longer angry or paying attention. He was just confused and confused.
Who is he?
At that moment before, why did he feel like he was walking out of the Nine-Layered Pagoda?
"Even Emperor Taiyang couldn't get out of the nine-layer pagoda, how could I possibly get out of it?"
"who I am?"
The voice of the big black dog whispers in the wind for a long time.
…
In the third area, Lin Huang finally crawled out of the soil.
He did not feel the terrible disaster in the fourth area, but he felt the turmoil of the nine-layer pagoda. However, after being slightly surprised, Lin Huang felt relieved.
That was the nine-layered pagoda that sealed Emperor Taiyang and the Heavenly Demon. It was normal for anything to happen.
Afterwards, Lin Huang began to walk in the third area.
In it, he was sealed with a lot of power... space, time, the immortality of the heavens, the ancestral phoenix martial spirit, the redress of injustice... even the heavenly Shura entered silence!
The only thing he can rely on is the earthly realm after cultivation, a physical body comparable to the Tianyuan realm, the instant sword in his hand, and the killing god's sword!
As for the entire outside of the third area, 80% of the undead Lin Huang encountered were Wuhou undead, one was below Wuhou, and the other 10% were Wuwang realm undead, or even higher than the Wuwang realm.
Holding the instant sword in his hand again, Lin Huang took a deep breath, as if he had returned to the years of hard training in the Eastern Spirit Realm.
All laws in the world are false.
Only through the experience of blood and fire can one become strong.
On the ancient battlefield, Lin Huang tensed up and began to hunt the wandering undead...
one.
two.
three.
…
Putting aside the power of martial arts and martial arts, only the most exquisite martial arts can show the strength of a warrior.
Although they were only in the Earth Element realm, the undead souls fell under Lin Huang's sword one after another...
From the undead in the Tianyuan realm to the undead in the Wuhou realm.
Lin Huang was like a judge in the dark night, waving his sickle mercilessly. And his power was fed back by the undead under the sword, and he began to grow stronger step by step...