Before Zhang Cong and the others could understand, a golden arrow pierced the huge head with a whine, blowing the head into pieces and also nailing the dragon that sat it down.
On the ground, the rolling dragon crushed a giant tree and was about to hit Zhang Cong and the others.
At this moment, Zhang Cong, who was nearest, waved his sleeve, and a clear light flashed by. Everything in front of him suddenly turned into a cloud of gray smoke and dispersed, and calmness returned in the blink of an eye.
This cloud is very strange. Even ancient gods as powerful as Lu Zhuo feel like they are claiming the battlefield. Because they have participated in the divine war and know what they face in the divine war. At this time, they do not feel that this is an illusion at all.
Although everything in the formation disappeared, they all stood there in a daze and did not move for a long time.
Zhang Cong sighed: "Wake up, everyone. This is not true. It's just that some information about the original war between gods was absorbed by this weird cloud and displayed to us. Or maybe the ghosts of the dead gods and demons are still lingering.
Let’s repeat everything we did before, but this is not in our time and space.”
Lu Zhuo was stunned for a moment, then woke up. As Zhang Cong looked at them, a golden arrow suddenly appeared in his hand.
"The sun-shooting arrow that shot out the demon is in my hand now. Do you believe what I said now? If the sun-shooting arrow hadn't appeared just now, I would have thought it was true."
The cold sweat on Lu Zhuo's face did not disappear. He took a long breath and said: "Master Immortal, you have never participated in that divine war. Naturally, you don't know what that divine war brought to us. It was a nightmare. It will last forever."
It’s a nightmare that is unforgettable. Who said gods won’t be afraid? Although I’m lucky enough to be alive, the scene from hundreds of thousands of years ago is still clearly engraved in my mind and I can’t get rid of it..."
Zhang Cong's voice turned cold: "Because of this, I will not let the scene from hundreds of thousands of years ago happen again. The Three Realms have been suppressed by aliens for so many years. Countless gods have sacrificed their lives for the Three Realms. Isn't it just to protect their homeland? I
I will not let my homeland or my people be harmed at all unless I die first."
Qin Yu's body flashed with purple light: "Let's go forward, the road is still long." After saying that, he walked into the dark woods again.
Traveling through the cold and dark woods, weird and terrifying scenes kept appearing. Lu Zhuo knew that he saw the ancient gods and immortals he was familiar with, perishing together with the evil spirits in the Demon Abyss. Even though he knew it was a lie, he walked all the way, and fifteen
All the ancient gods felt exhausted, but fortunately they finally reached the top of the mountain.
The evil spirit here has become like rain, and everyone is wet, with a look of death on their faces. Zhang Cong gathered everyone together, looked at Lu Zhuo and others who looked ashen and said:
"In fact, the most powerful thing about Moyuan is to make good use of inner demons. Great God Wutian failed to survive the backlash of inner demons at that time, and his soul was split into two extremes of good and evil. However, the real enemy of Xinghai is not Wutian, but
It's Moyuan, Wutian is just a pawn of Moyuan.
This cloud of sorrow is not only a formation created by Mo Yuan to cover the Immortal Burial Cave, but also a weapon that uses inner demons to confuse opponents. You have also seen that almost every scene that appears in the cloud of sorrow is closely related to each of us.
I have the sun-shooting arrow in my hand, so let me see the power of the sun-shooting arrow. You have familiar gods, so let you see the brutality of the divine battle. All they do is to mess with our minds.
If you really pursue the magical weapon and immortal weapon that you are obsessed with, you may completely fall into the devil's path, and the same will happen if you want to save the immortals you know well.
Apart from seeing illusions, we have not encountered any danger, but it does not mean that there is no life-threatening thing in the sorrowful cloud. We just avoided it. Next, we will go down to the tiankeng to find the secret of the Immortal Burial Cave. I ask you to still obey the command.
Remember to act out of emotion, for the sake of the entire team, and especially for the lives of each of you."
Zhang Cong's words brought Lu Zhuo and the others back to reality from the chaos. Lu Zhuo cupped his hands apologetically: "Thank you for your protection, Master Immortal. Although we have lived for hundreds of thousands of years, our Taoist hearts are still unstable.
Make the Immortal Master laugh."
Zhang Cong waved his hand quickly: "No one is laughing at me. I have always criticized the way of cultivation in the Three Realms. I often stay in seclusion for thousands of years, and practice all by myself. How is this different from practicing behind closed doors? The world of mortals is still dawning, and it is not as good as reading thousands of books.
After traveling thousands of miles, a practitioner can become a figure on the top of a tower just by relying on basic scriptures without relying on battles to train himself? How is this possible?
Combat experience, stress response, and calm mind all need to be tempered by actual combat. All the monks in Longyao Tiangong will be sent out to participate in actual combat. Of course, I will protect them to the greatest extent, but if you dare to use your sword, you must rely on it.
For a monk himself, even though there is one word difference between not being afraid of death and not being able to die, the difference is thousands of miles."
Zhang Cong's words made Lu Zhuo and others break out in sweat. Although they were already over 100,000 years old, their views on cultivation were not as good as those of a child. This made them feel extremely ashamed. Everyone
They all lowered their heads and dared not speak.
Qin Yu laughed and said, "Okay, sir, this is just the beginning. There will be more tests under the sinkhole. Whether they can get married with the artifact depends on themselves." After saying this, he turned around and walked forward.
The giant trees were no longer on the top of the mountain, and there were dense bushes everywhere, which made everyone move very slowly. Qin Yu could only release Xiao Hui to clear the way in front, and the group walked forward a few more steps.
Inside, I finally saw a huge sinkhole that was constantly steaming with yin energy.
The sinkhole covers an area of more than two hundred meters. It was pitch black and it was impossible to see how deep it was. Qin Yu looked at everyone and said: "I will still take the lead going down. You can follow my light and go down. Don't go too fast."
Hurry, as soon as any abnormal situation is discovered, I will warn you in advance and you will all be prepared to respond to the enemy."
Zhang Cong looked at Qin Yu and gave instructions. Qin Yu took out a cigarette vat to protect his head, sat on Xiaohui and threw himself into the black mist.
The purple flames on Qin Yu's body flashed with a dazzling light. Even in the thick black fog, it was possible to see far away. The Holy Lotus Buddha's light on Xiao Hua's body suddenly became bigger, covering all the ancient gods in it, bringing it with him.
Then they jumped into the sinkhole.
Zhang Cong sat on Qilin and escorted him back, and also entered the sinkhole.
Unexpectedly, the process of falling from the entrance of the tiankeng was extremely calm, and no problems were encountered. The group of people landed at the bottom of the tiankeng smoothly, but the evil energy around them had already destroyed the entire bottom of the pit.
When it's full, I can't see clearly what's going on around me.
At this time, Fenlong, who was coiled on Xiaohua's arm, suddenly raised his head, looked around for a moment and said, "I can sense the location of many immortal treasures. The most obvious one is the master's Fire Cloud Sword. I will take you there."
After saying this, he flew down from Xiaohua's arm and suddenly turned into a huge golden dragon more than three feet long. The hot waves on his body immediately dispersed the evil energy around him. Zhang Cong and the others were about a hundred meters away.
The child became much purer.
Burning Dragon swayed and slowly moved forward among the evil clouds. The dense mist and mist wherever it passed was forcibly split open by its Burning Sky Qi. Zhang Cong and others followed him forward, and a
Sure enough, I saw many huge demon bones and dark demon soldiers on the road.
This scene is very similar to what Zhang Cong saw in the underground of Black Rock Castle, except that the evil spirit here is much more powerful. Even after hundreds of thousands of years, the evil spirit is still terrifying.
After probably walking for dozens of miles, Fenlong flew very fast, so even if they found some immortal bones along the way, Zhang Cong and the others did not deal with them and followed Fenlong directly to a huge rock.
When I got closer, I saw clearly that it was not a rock at all, but a huge monster skull. A dark red fairy sword exuding a strong murderous aura was stuck on the monster head.
At this time, Fenlong ignored the fairy sword at all, but bypassed the beast's head and hovered next to a pile of gray bones. An extremely sad emotion immediately emanated from Fenlong's body.
Zhang Cong and others hurriedly walked to the side of the skeleton. Xiaohua said with a sad face: "This is the ancestor of Hongyun who died here. The ancestor sacrificed too much for the Three Realms. He even fought a monster before he died. I want to kill him."
Bring the immortal bones back to the Three Realms and build a pagoda to worship them. I also respectfully invite the remains of other immortal gods here to be returned to the Three Realms."
After saying that, he sacrificed the tower of his previous life and took in the immortal bones of ancestor Hongyun.
Fenlong turned into a fairy boy, kowtowed with his hands and thanked Xiaohua, then transformed into his true body, flew directly to the beast's head, rolled up the dark red fairy sword, and sent it directly to Xiaohua. The fairy sword did not resist at all.
, Xiaohua played with it for a while and then took it into the God's Mansion.
At this time, Fen Long said: "My master's affairs are finished. I will take you to find more immortal bones and magic weapons. This Immortal Burial Cave is very big. Don't worry."
After saying that, his body swayed and flew away again.
Fenlong flew very slowly this time and stopped before reaching a fairy bone. Xiaohua collected the fairy bones first, and then Zhang Cong and the others collected the treasures left by the old immortal. Along the way, they collected enough fairy bones.
There were more than fifty bodies, more than a hundred fairy treasures, and many powerful demonic weapons. Zhang Cong and the others wandered around the Immortal Burial Cave for a full day before they collected all the bones of the immortals.
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Zhang Cong no longer had much interest in other local soldiers. He was anxious about the war at the border, so he took everyone on the spaceship and flew to Tiandu. Unexpectedly, he was still hundreds of miles away from the border, and he had already met the Holy Cult's spaceship.
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There are tens of thousands of densely packed drones in the sky, and they are frantically attacking the demonic dragons in the sky and the demonic beasts on the ground. Zhang Cong doesn't know why so many demonic beasts and evil warriors are pouring out of the four sacred mountains in just over a day.
, it looks like there are hundreds of millions of them.
However, what makes Zhang Cong happy is that until now, the demonic wave has not been able to attack the Behemoth Corps. Instead, it was blocked by the evil fire formed by the crazy bombs. In front of the two armies, a wave that was several miles long appeared again.
