Volume Four, Chapter 1286: Destiny, Fight for Yourself
!Three Wild Realms, Daochen True Realm!!
The Ninth Peak Mountain Gate, the original land of the Chen Sect, is the core of more than a hundred formations hidden in the void. At this moment, it is surrounded by countless counter-saints and dark morning cultivators.
In the middle of these monks, there is a distorted illusion that is ten thousand feet in size. You can faintly see the mountains, rivers, land and floating continents within it. There...is where the Ninth Peak Mountain Gate is.
And this tens of thousands of feet of distortion is a gap forcibly opened by the monks of Nisheng and Anchen. Once this gap is broken, the cultivators of Nisheng and Anchen can tear apart the void instantly like a swarm.
Step into...the Ninth Peak Mountain Gate, and step into the space where the original Daochen Sect was.
Within the distorted illusion, it looks like a weak point of nothingness from a distance. There are countless electric lights wandering around, and bursts of loud rumbling noises are constantly swirling in the starry sky. Various magical powers, spells, and the light of magic weapons are present in this distorted illusion all the time.
shine.
This kind of attack has been going on for a long time, but in the past three days, the appearance of nine faceless men in white robes has brought this battle to its extreme.
These nine people were wearing white robes, and their faces were extremely strange. They were blank, with no eyes or facial features, just like a white jade slip.
These nine people seem to have no cultivation level, just like ordinary people, but the coercion emanating from them is extremely amazing. You can also see the respect for them from the eyes of the cultivators around them when they look at these nine people.
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The nine people all wore white robes, but there were slight differences. Five of them had moon marks on their robes, and four had sun marks on their robes.
They are surrounding the edge of this tens of thousands of feet of distortion, and they don't have any magical powers to display, but if you look carefully, you can see that their location is exactly where the fluctuations of this distorted illusion are strongest. It seems...this tens of thousands of feet of twisted illusion, this
The last layer of the formation arranged by Huzi was distorted by the presence of these nine people, and illusory by the positions of these nine people. It even gave a strong feeling when viewed from a distance...
It seems that these nine people are like nine nails, nailed to the last level of the formation outside the ninth peak arranged by Huzi. It is precisely because of these nine people that the formation seems to be weak all the time.
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Outside these nine people, there are countless monks from Dark Morning and Nisheng. Outside these monks, they are not very far away from here. They can clearly see the positions of all the battlefields from a distance, floating in this sea of bones.
On this large number of white bones and leaning on the bones on the side, sat a long-haired man wearing a black robe. This man had a handsome face and was full of a strange temperament. He held a wine glass in his hand and took a sip from time to time, as if this man
All the effects of the emptiness of the stars on him were so weak that they seemed non-existent.
Around this man in black robes, ten men in black robes stood respectfully, like guards, looking coldly at the twisted nothingness in the distance.
"It's interesting. In one day, this formation will be broken into pieces, and the monks inside will be slowly tortured in this despair. In this way, after killing them, tasting their souls will be more delicious.
." The man in black robe smiled slightly, took a sip of the wine in the glass, and spoke lightly.
His cultivation was so strong that he didn't even need to spread out to make the void seem unbearable, with signs of fragmentation constantly appearing around him.
This person is none other than the strongest person from the Nisheng and Anchen camps, Emperor Yan Peichen, one of the three emperors of Anchen!!
It's just that what's here now is not his true body, but one of his two clones. His true body disappeared the moment he arrived. One of the two clones stayed in Daochen True World, and the other went.
The mysterious fourth true world.
Although he is a clone, he has also entered an unspeakable realm. Otherwise, Yan Pei would not be called one of the three morning emperors in the dark morning camp.
When Emperor Yan Pei Chen was drinking wine and looking at the twisted formation at the ninth peak gate in the distance, no one in the Chenzhen Realm, including Emperor Yan Pei Chen himself, noticed that there was another side of this twisted formation.
On one side, there was a figure in the void, standing there, watching everything coldly.
Su Ming has arrived for almost an hour. This is his true world. Everything about this place cannot escape Su Ming's control. Even any area can be reached with only Su Ming's will. From the whirlpool of death to death
After walking out, he immediately knew everything that happened in Daochen Realm during this period.
Instead of trying to disperse these monks from Nisheng and Dark Morning, Su Ming stood calmly in the void, watching the twisted formation at the Ninth Peak Gate being continuously bombarded.
When one's cultivation reaches Su Ming's level, especially when he possesses the will of the three true realms, in Su Ming's eyes, life is just a part of the ups and downs. Where there is life, there is death, and where there is death, there is life. This is
It was a pattern that Su Ming was unwilling to change, nor would he interfere too much with.
Whether An Chen or Ni Sheng, they once belonged to the Three Wildernesses. Even now, they still belong to the Three Wildernesses. They just stepped into the first realm from the second realm of the Three Wildernesses.
Regarding their invasion of Sanhuang, Su Ming felt that because of the improvement of his life level and because he understood better! The feeling of being invaded has been reduced a lot. All this is just a plan of Sanhuang.
A plan to finally invade Sang Xiang and completely seize his body.
All lives are chess pieces. Even if some chess pieces think that they have become chess players, in the larger situation, they are still chess pieces in the eyes of others.
This is a kind of sadness, and it is also a law.
"How can you grow without going through wind and rain? How can you stand tall without going through hardships? Without going through... life and death, like a sword without an edge!" Su Ming looked at the Ninth Peak. His expression was calm. He could stop this.
The occurrence of this can prevent half of the people from dying in the Ninth Peak, and can completely contain this catastrophe.
However, what is the use of doing so? Su Ming can contain the first catastrophe, even if it is the second or third time, there will eventually come a time when he cannot stop it.
It is always difficult for a protected person to grow. Only by allowing him to experience life and death, wind and rain, and hardship can he develop strong courage and strength, and only then can a person be able to hold up the sky.
Just like his attitude towards the barbarians, at this moment, Su Ming silently watched everything happening in front of him, giving Ninth Peak a test.
This is a war, and there will be more wars in the future. If the Ninth Peak and the barbarians are suitable to exist in a war, suitable to exist in this world of monks who prey on the weak, then they must go through everything.
If they are not suitable, Su Ming will take action and give them a protection that may have no future and can only exist for the remaining five hundred years. But this kind of protection can only last for five hundred years. After five hundred years, catastrophe will come. Su Ming succeeds.
Regardless of failure, everything may be reduced to nothing.
Life must be fought for by oneself. What others give may not be what they really want. Su Ming didn't understand this before, but now he has understood it clearly.
It may be painful, and many people may die, but... this is a necessary process for life to become strong.
The only thing he can do is to make this war fairer. Su Ming cannot make the Ninth Peak have the cultivation of the barbarian monks in it increase dramatically in an instant, but he can do it... let those
The cultivation of An Chen and Ni Sheng was suppressed, making their cultivation evenly matched with that of the Ninth Peak.
This point is very simple for Su Ming.
Time passed, and when a day passed, an earth-shaking roar filled all directions, and the ferocious roars from An Chen and Ni Sheng swirled in the roar. That roar was the sound of the final formation of the Ninth Peak arranged by Huzi collapsing.
, at the moment when the formation collapsed, a large number of Anchen and Nisheng monks were about to follow the gap where the formation collapsed and rush into the gate of the ninth peak.
Because they had already seen that after the formation collapsed, the hundreds of thousands of monks gathered at the gate of the ninth peak seemed to be in a tight formation, and the murderous intention formed by resistance and struggle was coming from the sky.
At this moment, Su Ming, who no one was qualified to see in the Chen Zhen Realm, raised his right hand and casually pressed it towards An Chen and Ni Sheng monks.
Under this pressure, the entire Daochen Realm shook violently. This vibration was silent, but it formed an indescribable strong pressure. This pressure came instantly, making Daochen Realm instantly become like
It was several times heavier, causing all the monks from Ni Sheng and Dark Morning to feel their minds shaken at this moment, their steps stopped, and their expressions showed shock.
Every monk's body seemed to have gained several times more weight in an instant, making their whole body feel heavy, and they even had a feeling that the cultivation in their bodies was not working. It was as if at this moment, the entire Daochen Realm was pressed against them.
On the body.
After the formation collapsed, the hundreds of thousands of monks from the Ninth Peak were also shocked, their expressions showed horror, and they all stopped rushing out.
Following the horror of An Chen and the Nisheng monks, the bodies of the nine faceless men in white robes began to tremble violently, as if there was a faint roar reverberating within their bodies, as if they were resisting.
Even in the distance, the ten men in black robes around Emperor Yan Pei Chen suddenly changed their expressions. Their eyes shrank, revealing a sky-high light. Emperor Yan Pei Chen raised his wine glass and was about to taste it.
, also paused suddenly at this moment, his head slowly raised, and a ferocious look appeared at the corner of his mouth.
"Which fellow Taoist has come to disturb the suppression of the will of this true world? What have you eaten? How dare you confront our Anchen camp and provoke me!" Yan Peichen!
The emperor's voice was fierce, causing the entire starry sky to shake violently, causing the pressure around him to loosen. His left hand was still holding the wine glass, and his right hand was placed on the bones beside him, with a faint green glow in his eyes.
The light swept across the entire sky, but there was no trace... of it!