In the void, a portal emerged, like a black hole, deep and mysterious.
This is an ordinary place in the Land of Nine Netherworlds. It is desolate and full of fine rocks. But because of the appearance of this portal, it makes this place look so different.
Now, in front of this portal, one after another foreign armies from the region are stationed, dotted all over the place, blocking this portal in the center.
In the camp at the center, there is an extremely eye-catching building, which is resplendent in gold and green and exudes a bright luster. Compared with the tents in other nearby camps, it stands out from the crowd.
And at the highest point of the building, a handsome man with a feminine temperament was lazily leaning on the seat, his legs crossed on the railing.
He has long, dark blue hair, hanging down his shoulders, and his lips are as thin as a knife edge, with a soft arc. At this time, he is squinting and looking at the portal emerging in mid-air.
"Well, it's a pity that the time has not arrived yet. Otherwise, we can take this opportunity to see what the Three Realms are like through this portal..."
The man sighed quietly, flipping his right hand, and a huge golden sword appeared, just like a door panel. The edge was densely covered with fine and sharp serrated blades, and there were many strange blood-colored seals engraved on the sword.
The pattern exudes a strong, cold and bloody atmosphere.
As soon as this huge golden sword appeared, the air around it sank, and the void began to buzz and moan, as if it was about to be crushed.
However, holding it in the man's white and slender palm, it was as easy as holding an embroidery needle, and began to use the broad blade to trim... the nails!
This scene is very strange. The white fingers are too slender, while the golden sword is too domineering and rough. The contrast of the two gives people an extremely strong visual impact.
But the man was content, decorating his nails leisurely and leisurely, his movements relaxed and serious, and he didn't feel anything out of the ordinary.
"Lord Yunsu!" Suddenly, a voice sounded.
"Say." The man did not raise his head, looking at the smooth and neatly trimmed fingers, a soft smile appeared on his lips, looking elegant and contented.
"The remnants of the Jiuyou tribe have appeared, hiding in a canyon about 90,000 miles away from here."
Following the sound, the man who was as short as a dwarf and whose skin was covered with dark blue tattoos suddenly appeared and stood bowed behind Yun Su.
"Hmm, did you show up? If I remember correctly, the team from the Zhenluo Realm seems to be patrolling nearby, right?" Yun Su slowly put away the golden sword that looked like a door panel and asked thoughtfully.
"Reporting to your lord, a team from the Shinra Realm is now...now..." the dwarf man said hesitantly.
"Destroyed?" Yun Su smiled, seemingly not surprised.
"Exactly, the strength of those remnants suddenly became several times stronger. Each one of them has actually advanced to the golden elixir realm, and formed a battle formation. They cooperated with each other tacitly, as if they had received guidance from an expert. It is not an exaggeration to say that they have been reborn.
." The dwarf man nodded, pondered for a moment, and said seriously.
"Oh?" Yun Su was surprised, and immediately there was a hint of deep disdain on her lips, "To be completely wiped out by a group of underage brats, these idiots from the Zhenluo Realm are really a bunch of losers."
He didn't hide his voice and seemed a bit unscrupulous.
The dwarf man was also smiling bitterly in his heart, but he didn't say much. He knew that even if Master Yunsu scolded those guys from the Shinra Realm in front of his face, others would only be angry and dare not say anything.
"That's all, send five more teams to encircle and suppress those remnants." Yun Su waved his hand and said casually: "Tell them, if they can't even handle this little thing, then quickly go back to their own interface and play in the mud.
Bar!"
"yes!"
The dwarf man accepted the order, but when he was about to leave, he couldn't help but ask, "Master Yunsu, don't you go and take a look? I heard that among the remnants of the Jiuyou tribe, there is a movie called "Nine Nethers"
The body-training techniques of the Tao Fei Sutra are inherited from the gods and demons in the ancient times of the Three Realms, and are mysterious and unpredictable."
"The clan of gods and demons has been extinct since the ancient times, so how powerful can the skills they have handed down be? It's just a small thing, so don't look at it." Yun Su shook his head and sneered.
The dwarf man nodded, no longer hesitated, turned and left.
…
Soon, five teams from outside the region quietly approached the canyon.
There are more than a thousand people!
The numbers seem ordinary, but when so many people gather together, it becomes spectacular. As far as the eye can see, they are all black heads.
As soon as these five foreign teams arrived, they completely sealed off the surrounding area of the canyon.
The atmosphere suddenly became tense.
"Is this the place where those remnants of the natives are hiding?" The leading man looked at the canyon in the distance, his eyes flashing with light. After observing for a long time, he couldn't help but said in surprise: "Formation!?"
"Chief Qu Zhe has great eyesight!" The dwarf man nodded and said, "It is that large formation that hides everything in the canyon. Just looking from the outside, it is extremely difficult to find anything strange in it."
He suddenly lowered his voice: "As far as I know, these remnants carry a body-training technique called "Jiuyou Dao Fetus Sutra", which is the unique skill of the Jiuyou tribe. Master Yunsu has already
I made it clear that I have no interest in this skill. If you want to obtain it, leader Qu Tuo, you must seize the opportunity."
"Oh? This is actually true?" Qu Tuo showed emotion for the first time.
"Absolutely."
The dwarf man paused and sighed softly, "A few days ago, our army destroyed the ancestral land of the Jiuyou tribe. We searched for a long time, but we never saw this technique. Only later did we learn that it was actually brought by these remnants.
Let’s go. This is the inherited skill of the gods and demons, and it is of infinite value.”
Qu Tuo stroked his chin, and there was a gleam of heat in his eyes. Although the gods and demons had been extinct as early as the ancient times, in the ancient times, there were many terrifying and powerful men of the gods and demons who stepped out of the Three Realms.
The major interfaces outside the territory set off a bloody storm, shocking the entire outside world.
In the outside world, many people even regard the powerful men of the gods and demons as beings who can stand shoulder to shoulder with the Holy Emperor. How powerful must the techniques passed down by them be?
Qu Tuo suddenly turned his head and waved: "Alai, come here and see what kind of formation is in the canyon."
The man named Alai was a young man, his face was pale, and he actually had a pair of double pupils. When he opened and closed them, he had a heart-stopping cold luster.
"It's a killing formation. It's not simple." Alai stared at it and suddenly said in surprise, "No, the spiritual energy of the Nine Netherlands is exhausted. How can the formation be filled with a strong power of fairy spirits?"
Fairy power!?
Qu Tuo and the dwarf man were startled, and their eyes shrank. Could it be that there was a powerful earthly immortal sitting among them?
Alai was born with a pair of double eyes, possessing mysterious powers of insight. He also studied formations intensively and was good at various talisman formations. This was the first time Qu Tuo saw Alai being so moved.
In just a moment, Qu Tuo's expression became much more solemn. He had already expected that this group of Jiuyou remnants would be a tough nut to crack, but relying on the overwhelming numbers of people on his side and Alai's trump card, it didn't matter.
Not afraid, but who would have thought that such a terrifying power as the power of fairy spirits would exist in that great formation?
This gave him a hint of danger, but then he suddenly smiled and said: "It doesn't matter, there are a total of five teams coming this time. It would be good to let others explore the reality first."
Others' eyes lit up.
The dwarf man sneered in his heart, but he also knew that Qu Tuo's behavior was actually normal. Although they all came from outside the territory, they were not from the same camp, but from different interfaces.
Without the restraint of Lord Yunsu, it would not even be possible for these teams with different interfaces to cooperate.
…
With the appearance of these five extraterrestrial alien teams, the atmosphere in the canyon also became tense.
Among them, there were five Amethyst-level powerhouses who were stationed in the area. Their numbers were overwhelming, and they roamed around the canyon from time to time. The sense of oppression created made everyone nervous.
If one or two Amethyst-level powerhouses appear, these members of the Nine Nether Tribe will not be afraid. After all, they also have Meng Wei and Moya, two masters of underworld transformation, sitting here. But when the number exceeds five,
They also felt tremendous pressure.
What's more, there are many gold-level experts among them, as well as a team of nearly a thousand people. With such a huge force, no one can help but be nervous.
But despite being nervous, they were not afraid, and looked calm and calm.
All this calmness comes from their trust in Chen Xi and their full confidence in the "Qingyang Underworld Fire Formation" that surrounds the canyon!
"Sure enough, we are here." Meng Wei's eyes were clear. From the outside, he could not see the situation in the canyon, but from inside the canyon, he could see everything outside clearly.
"Five teams, these damn bastards really think highly of us." A coldness appeared on Moya's red lips, full of murderous intent. She had absolutely no favorable impression of foreign races from outside the territory. On the contrary, she wanted to kill them all.
Sensing the killing intent in Moya's words, Meng Wei also clenched his fists. Millions of tribesmen were slaughtered. How could this kind of blood feud be as simple as just talk?
Rumble!
At this moment, suddenly there was a violent roar and explosion in the sky, and blazing rays of light rose into the sky and crashed down like a meteor shower, triggering the "Qingyang Underworld Fire Formation".
In just an instant, one hundred and eight blue flames shot up into the sky, intertwining and transforming into infinite runes. Like a vast blue sea of fire, all attacks were swept away and completely destroyed.
Meng Wei raised his eyes and saw an amethyst-level foreign warrior, leading a group of warriors, launching an attack, trying to break through the formation.
"Have we started..." Meng Wei's expression was cold, and he gently held a silver talisman in his palm. It was given to him by Chen Xi, and it is the key to controlling the "Qingyang Underworld Fire Formation".