"Believe in me, believe in Master Dugu and Master Gu, and also believe in yourself."
After Chen Xuan finished speaking, Shen Binglan continued: "We don't have time to doubt ourselves anymore. It's better to fight for the last time than to escape like the awakened Holy King seniors before."
All the companions who followed Chen Xuan had the same idea as Shen Binglan.
They knew they had no choice but to retreat.
In the dark territory, a group of "reversers" flew across the deep sky light. The sound of the trumpets was getting closer and closer, and the ancient whimpers could be heard. It seemed that many great witch priests were praying for gods, and the mysterious and obscure language echoed in the endless sky.
The next moment, Chen Xuan saw extremely tall and magnificent black altars appearing in the distance, occupying the entire skyline, with its oppressive force being terrifying and trembling.
Before these black altars, were countless creatures, densely packed, vast, overwhelming, one billion, one hundred billion, or one hundred billion?
I'm afraid it has exceeded hundreds of millions of people, and the shock of such a large number of creatures is too great.
Billions of creatures lined up countless long queues, including human race, dragon race, Qilin race, major demon race, demon race and ghost race, etc. Thick chains tied the wrists and ankles of these creatures together. They struggled to drag the long chains and moved forward slowly, their eyes were dull, like walking corpses, without any consciousness.
There are also many huge real spirits of heaven and earth, such as the ancient giant tribe and the Kuiniu Taotie tribe, who are all locked in huge dark prisons, pulled by thousands of dark creatures in front of them, and rushed to the black altars ahead.
Similar teams gathered from all directions towards the altar, and there were countless numbers, and the tail of the team could not be seen.
Looking at this scene from afar, the strong men all sucked in air.
"Is this a creature that has gathered for seven epochs..." Di Yunli once imagined such a scene, but she was still shocked when she saw it with her own eyes.
Not to mention that there are the same scenes in other time and space.
It is difficult for everyone to imagine what supreme existence the burial immortals were summoned by the countless creatures captured in the seven epochs.
"Can we save these creatures and let them help us fight against the Burial Immortal?"
Tang Qiuling proposed.
Feng Yue shook her head: "I'm afraid that Chen Xuan's power and I will not be able to awaken these completely infected creatures. My voice killing method can only interfere with their chaotic consciousness, so that we will not be besieged by them for the time being."
Everyone flew nearly a thousand meters and crossed the heads of the team below, attracting the attention of many dark creatures.
This is also inevitable. If you want to reach the dark altar, you will not be able to not be discovered.
Moreover, the extremely terrifying existences on the dark altar had long discovered the invaders.
A tiny golden light flashed in Chen Xuan's eyes, and his pupils focused on the figure on the magnificent altar in the center. It was a man with a strong body, arrogant and arrogant, with perfect muscles, full of the most primitive and barbaric beauty of the prehistoric era. This is a perfect body! The face of this dark holy king is very similar to the men of the fighting tribe that Chen Xuan had seen before, and this person did not hide his violent blood and was a full martial artist! "A disciple, he is the fight I said before."
Gu Chenxiao said the name of the Dark Martial Saint King.
Chen Xuan frowned slightly: "The breath of Wuhuai is only at the level of the Double Chronicle Saint King. How can he preside over the Dark Sacrifice?"
There are hundreds of dark altars, and the seven most central altars stand, all of which are far more breathing than the Four Century Saint King Tianji.
Only the Duo Wuxuan is the Saint King of the Double Chronicles, which seems out of place.
However, in the face of the great enemy, the real strength of Dou Wuhua is not the most important thing. The seven dark holy kings ruled countless dark creatures, which was enough to allow the eternal strong men to come and go.
"Where is the Altar of the First Fire?
Chen Xuan, have you sensed it?"
Qiye is most concerned about this issue.
Chen Xuan shook his head: "The first fire seed in my body did not react, which means that the first fire altar may be in another time and space."
This is the worst case that Chen Xuan had ever imagined.
If the First Fire Altar is in their time and space, Chen Xuan can let Qiye and others cover him to reach the First Fire Altar, try to ignite the First Fire and suppress the dark power, so that there is still a chance to win.
Now I can't sense the location of the First Fire Altar at all, so I can only choose the worst way to fight to the death with the Burial Immortal.
"You guys are here."
Dou Wuhua spoke, his words were cold, and his voice was immortal.
It seems that this formerly powerful saint king of the human race, who can compete with the saint king of Huangtian, has been completely infected by the dark source energy.
"We waited for a long time and finally waited for the final offering."
"Evil Emperor Chen Xuan, I have heard of you. You are a martial artist, and I am the origin of the martial artist."
Dou Wushe's eyes bloomed and shot at Chen Xuan, as if locking Chen Xuan's soul, and his pressure was extremely terrifying.
"What a pity, if it weren't for the final high sacrifice, I would have plundered your origin myself."
"You should be very clear that you have no chance of winning, so you might as well let yourself die more easily."
Every word of Dou Wuhua contains extremely powerful Taoism, which shocks everyone's heart.
"You traitor!"
Tang Qiuling gritted his teeth and cursed, "As the ancestor of the Dou tribe, you betrayed the ancestor of the human race and the starry sky, and became a lackey of burial immortals. You are not worthy of being the origin of our martial arts practitioners!"
"You are not merciless. Just like this evil emperor, you were originally a human ancestor, but you were willing to fall into depravity. In the end, I am afraid that you will become the offering of the Supreme God of Darkness."
Chen Xuan had a premonition that the rebirth of the Supreme God of Burial Immortal will exhaust all dark energy.
"You are too small."
The dark holy king on another altar spoke, and the man was surrounded by red and black thunder, and the void around him continued to perish. The aura of true thunder was at least ten times stronger than the ancient dragon emperor thunder of Xiaolan.
His voice was like thunder, which made the origin of the strong tremble, and the heart of Tao almost collapsed.
This strongest Burial Immortal who controls the dark thunder is the Sixth Chronicle Saint King! "Thunder Saint King, in addition to being a martial arts practitioner, this kid also raises an ancient thunder dragon. I remember that you killed the king of the ancient thunder dragon clan with your own hands. I thought that all the ancient thunder dragons in the prehistoric era were exterminated by you."
Dou Wuhua spoke and said the title of the Dark Holy King who controls thunder.
"It's just a small thunder dragon at the twelve level of the holy level. Even if it breaks through to the thirteenth level of the holy level, it's just a weak creature that was pinched to death by me."
The Saint King Lei Si was extremely arrogant, but he had the capital to be arrogant.
None of the powerful men from all sides who followed Chen Xuan could be looked down upon by the Saint King Lei Si.
Including Chen Xuan and Dugu Ye.
The Sixth Century Saint King has an almost endless aura and controls the Thunder Avenue, which has the strongest lethality in the starry sky and all worlds. He is simply an invincible incarnation.