Chapter one hundred and seventy-fourth death, the Lord appears
The real sky has not cracked, what has cracked is the spatial rules of the small world of Yaoxian Castle, and the spatial barriers supported by these spatial rules.
Nie Heng pushed his heavenly consciousness to the extreme, and then he saw that the "sky" at the edge of Yaoxian Castle had indeed cracked, with deep or shallow cracks appearing on it, like a mirror that had been thrown to the ground.
The cracks on the "mirror" are still gradually getting wider and deeper, and finally the space barriers, large or small, begin to dim and fall one after another.
As these space barriers fell, pieces of space disappeared.
The flowing clouds in the sky disappeared, the undulating mountains disappeared, the river valleys and grasslands disappeared, and in the end only deep darkness remained in those spaces.
Hidden in the darkness are endless cracks in space, as well as streaks of thunder that can sweep across dozens of miles in an instant.
"This is not the real destruction of heaven and earth!"
After making sure, Nie Heng said in a deep voice: "This is someone who has activated a large formation and plans to refine the entire Medicine Immortal Castle!"
Hearing this, the big python grabbed one of Nie Heng's arms and said anxiously: "Then what should we do?"
what to do?
If it were Nie Heng who was at the peak of his previous life, faced with such a method, he would definitely be able to use thousands of ways to easily break this formation thousands of times.
But what now?
With Nie Heng's current strength, he cannot break this powerful killing formation!
He just made sure of two things.
First, the Holy Lord’s strength is by no means just the peak of the three ethereal realms!
On this point, even Kong Mingzi was deceived by the Holy Lord!
In addition, the Holy Master’s martial arts cultivation is already very strong, but he is also good at formations!
Damn...
Such a guy actually wants to overturn the table. With Nie Heng's current strength, how can he reason with him?
In this case, Nie Heng could only reason with himself: surviving is the last word!
"Let's escape!"
He knew two ways to leave Yaoxian Castle. One was to use Kong Mingzi's large basket and simply ignore the surrounding space rules and break out.
But through the jade slips Kong Mingzi gave him, he determined that if the big basket wanted to move long distances, it could only carry five people at most.
But now the number of companions around him has exceeded five, so large baskets are no longer the best choice.
What's more, the big basket is not in his hand yet and should have been taken back by Kong Mingzi.
However, in addition to the large basket, Nie Heng also learned another way to leave Yaoxian Castle from the jade slip - to escape from the twenty-fourth cave.
This is his choice now, his only choice.
Precisely because he had made his choice, Nie Heng took the lead in rising into the sky and flying in a certain direction.
Behind him, Shi Jian followed closely, and the python also rose through the air.
Everyone quickly disappeared.
…
The small river flowing out of the Tianhe Valley is still gurgling with a blood-red luster.
For a long time, this once crystal clear river had already been soaked in the blood of countless people.
Many people have died here!
They are either warriors from the Weijin Tribe, the Hungarian Empire or the Monster Tribe, or they are warriors who entered the Sky Valley for various reasons.
"They will attack again soon..."
Chen Yue stood on a cliff at the entrance of Tian Valley, covered in blood.
Of the dozens of disciples of the Protector Sect who were carefully selected by him and brought into Yaoxian Castle, only one-third are still with him.
At this moment, he was sure with his divine knowledge, and he took a deep breath: "Maybe this is also our last battle!"
A few miles outside the valley, warriors from the Monster Clan, the Hungarian Empire and the Viking Tribe, led by the five surviving Viking tribe priests and several generals from the Hungarian Empire, seemed to be regrouping.
"Sect Master Chen, do you think we really have no chance of winning?"
Next to Chen Yue, a red-haired old man frowned and said, "Also, do those people we sent out have any replies?"
Hearing this, Chen Yue shook his head and said: "No news has been sent back yet! But...the news brought by those other people is already very bad!"
The other people he was talking about were the warriors who fled into Yaoxian Castle in fear not long ago.
According to what these warriors said, the world for hundreds of miles outside Yaoxian Castle has been reduced to ashes!
And even this Medicine Immortal Castle seems to be starting to collapse, and will disappear completely soon.
"Are we...really hopeless?" The red-haired old man's expression became more solemn.
hope?
Chen Yue no longer wanted to answer again, he felt that everything was hopeless!
Not long ago, he noticed something: the magical weapon given to him by his ancestor Daoxiang could no longer help him communicate with Daoxiang!
As a result, it is really difficult for him to see any hope in the current situation.
Even though there are close to two thousand people in the valley, many of them are powerful leaders of a certain sect or a certain family, and a few are even members of the royal family of a certain empire.
But even these warriors who could have dominated one side in the past were still not enough to see them together now.
Because the enemy they face is stronger than them...
If Nie Heng hadn't appeared inexplicably several times and took away Mo Zhengnan, Tuo Bakong, Shengtong and Kong Mingzi, I believe Chen Yue and the others would have all died long ago.
It's a pity that even so, they were still passive when facing the eight priests of the Viking tribe and the generals of the Hungarian Empire.
After several brutal battles, the number of dead comrades on their side was more than twice that of the other side. Moreover, they had lost more than half of their top masters, but they only killed three of the other side's priests.
Thinking of this, Chen Yue's eyes suddenly lit up: By the way, there is Nie Heng!
He didn't know where Nie Heng was now or what he was doing, but he suddenly believed in Nie Heng and believed that Nie Heng would bring them the last hope.
After all, he was a monster, a monster that even Chen Yue's two ancestors had to secretly surrender to.
but……
"Look, look, what is that?"
"What a weird pattern! Is it a formation?"
There was a commotion in the Tian Valley.
Chen Yue stood up and took a big step forward, his pupils narrowed slightly.
Outside the valley, Mo Wen and Mo Xue seemed to have received some order or obeyed some arrangement. They had already created a strange formation, and a pattern about ten feet in diameter appeared on the ground in front of them.
then……
The pattern is an array, which is like a lake. There are ripples on the lake, and a man rises slowly from the ripples.
When he saw this burly man in fine clothes who was actually not wet at all, Mo Wen suddenly had a pious look on his face: "Welcome to the Holy Lord!"
Behind her, countless people were already kneeling on the ground.
"Welcome to the Holy Lord!"
"Welcome to the Holy Lord!"
…
The Holy Lord is here, the god named Master Xiaoyao!
He just appeared outside the Tianhe River Valley. He didn't even look at anyone, and his figure slowly rose into the sky.
When he hovered fifty feet above the sky, he looked somewhere: "Shengyi, why haven't you taken action?"
As the words fell, a large basket suddenly appeared out of thin air in the place where no one was. Then someone lifted up the basket and walked out.
It's Kongmingzi.
With an apologetic smile, Kong Mingzi said: "You know, I'm not good at fighting!"