Eight hundred and ninetieth chapters all the saints come together
The Great Abyss is as black as ink and so deep that it is impossible to see what is inside. Even if you have perfected your Heavenly Eye, you can't do anything about it.
It seems to have split the universe apart. There are various star debris nearby, all of which are huge star remnants. Their size has not changed, but compared with the Great Abyss, they are as dusty.
Chu Feng was walking nearby and felt a strange force calling him, tempting him, and trying to swallow him into the dark and unknown black area.
Many saints came, and the Yin Nine Birds became more than ten feet long. The whole body was covered with crimson clouds, and the blood-colored holy feathers were shining. It looked very gorgeous, but it could only illuminate a limited area, and all the divine brilliance would be sucked away by the abyss.
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Beside him, the old Star Knight with gray hair and wrinkled face, and the executioner of the past, with cold eyes, all stared at Chu Feng from a distance and followed him, but no one dared to get too close to Dayuan.
According to legend, even if you don't go deep, something will happen easily if you are too close to each other. The eight saints did not dare to act rashly!
Further away, the three old saints from the Dream Pure Land have arrived, with solemn expressions. They were about to break through the Eight Saints' obstruction, but people from the Nether Tribe, Spirit Tribe, etc. arrived, and four strong men suddenly appeared, wearing cold armor.
, carrying the sacred weapon, blocking their way and confronting them here.
"Three Taoist friends, even if you take action personally, it will be useless. We already have more than a dozen saints here. The comparison of strength is very different. Why not sit down and have a good talk." A member of the Nether Clan showed a faint smile, surrounded by people.
Under the black mist, holding the sacred vessel, he talked with the old saint in the Pure Land of Dreams.
The saint who came from the Spiritual Race also spoke, with a face like a crown of jade, silver hair disheveled, calm and calm, and said: "Why do the three fellow Taoists have to stand up for a dead man?"
He was holding a god-turned-blood flag. The red flag was fluttering with all kinds of strange patterns, as if it was about to swallow the soul of a person. This person was standing in front of him.
The implication is obvious, Chu Feng is already a dead man and no one can save him. Even if Dameng Pure Land fights them and goes all out, it can't change the outcome.
"How do you know if you haven't fought?!" An old saint from Dameng Pure Land has sharp eyes. Even though his hair is gray and wrinkles accumulate on his face, he still has a strong spirit and does not want to give up on Chu Feng.
"Hehe..." A terrifying sword appeared in the void, filled with murderous intent, making people feel as if they were falling into an ice cellar, but no one could be seen. The killer who stabbed the sky had arrived.
In an instant, the balance of power changed again. Not to mention the Eight Saints who surrounded Chu Feng, five saints appeared here alone, blocking the three people from the Dream Pure Land.
"I, the Pure Land of Dreams, will not accept threats!" The old saint of the Pure Land of Dreams, with his gray hair fluttering, revealed an unyielding fighting spirit.
A bronze sword appeared in his hand, drawing out a cold and faint light, pointing forward. The other two old saints beside him also moved. One held a copper mace, and the other held a five-color pagoda, both of which were sacred weapons.
, to fight them to the death.
"You guys are really stubborn. Although Dameng Pure Land is strong, it has not yet ranked among the top ten. Besides, there are only three of you. Do you want to die here?"
An old man with golden hair walked over. He was tall and mighty, holding a golden giant sword. It shone with cold light and bloomed with mysterious symbols one after another, shocking the scene.
He comes from the Celestial Clan and is an ancient saint who went on a killing spree on the ancient earth and now reappears in the world.
In an instant, there were six saints blocking the way here. They had to deal with the three people from Dameng Pure Land, which would form a two-on-one situation.
"Then let's have a fight!"
The old saint from the Dream Pure Land said in a deep voice, holding a bronze sword and suddenly swung it, splitting the darkness, shining out with a dazzling brilliance, and the holy power was majestic.
The other two people around him also moved, stepping forward, trying to rush over, approaching Chu Feng, and protecting him to escape.
It's a pity that although they are strong, they can't take advantage at all in this place. Opposite are very powerful saints, including the Celestial Tribe, the Spirit Tribe, and the ancient saints who stab the sky, and they are six against three.
Bang bang bang...
The void collapsed, runes were densely covered, intertwined into pieces, cold weapons stirred up, and the aftermath was just a few remaining steel battleships from the ancient era in extremely remote areas. They were swept into the air, exploded, or turned into powder.
Or evaporate completely.
For a moment, several muffled groans were heard, and the three old saints from the Dream Pure Land all staggered backwards. Some were coughing up blood, and their beards and hair were stained red with blood.
Some people were also stabbed in the arm by the tall and powerful old man from the Celestial Clan. The right arm was almost broken off, with only a layer of flesh attached.
There was another person who was hit by the Eldar's god-turned-blood banner and the sword of the Killing Saint that pierced the sky. Half of his body was covered in blood and flesh, and almost disappeared. It was very miserable.
"Well, no one can save little devil Chu Feng today. Fellow Taoists, I advise you not to act rashly. You should just stay calm and avoid making mistakes."
The ancient saint of the Celestial Clan sneered and said that he did not believe that anyone could change the situation of the war and save Chu Feng today, because the universe now respects them.
Saints from all races are dispatched together. If they can't kill a young man, it will be a joke!
On the edge of the great abyss, Chu Fengdong used his fiery eyes to see everything here, and immediately sent a message, saying: "Three seniors, with good intentions, please don't make any more moves. The worst is to kill you. Don't worry, even if I die, you will still drag me with you."
I'm on the road alone, and I'm really grateful to you for coming to rescue me!"
The three old saints were unwilling to give in. They held weapons in hand and faced these six masters without retreating.
Chi Chi Chi!
At this time, the void opened, and three figures came out, all with misty white mist and hazy chaotic energy. These few figures were exceptionally powerful, and they were all rare masters among saints.
The men and horses of the Yaxian tribe arrived, and an old woman and two old men with almost bald hair arrived. They were all calm.
"Several fellow Taoists, please join forces with us and fight together to save Wu Samsara!" shouted an old saint from the Dameng Pure Land. Seeing the arrival of the Yaxian clan, he felt a little hopeful.
However, the three saints of the Yaxian tribe did not move, and they just nodded slightly in greeting.
Whether it is the Celestial Clan, the Spirit Clan, the Thorn Sky Clan, the Mechanical Clan, etc., they all feel their hearts sinking. They are still a little afraid of the Yaxian Clan.
After all, this clan is too powerful. Even if all the masters of this clan have gone to the chaotic universe, they are not something that ordinary people can provoke. If they really want to become hostile, what will happen if they are liquidated by this clan in the future?
"We are all acquaintances, so let's not fight. Let's reminisce about old times." The old woman from the Yaxian tribe spoke with a gentle smile.
This made the three old saints of Dameng Pure Land stunned, and then their faces suddenly turned ugly. They realized that the Yaxian tribe's plan was to go through the motions without making any effort!
At this time, the void opened again, and three people walked out, coming hand in hand.
The leader was skinny and bones, with sunken eye sockets and eyes like will-o'-the-wisps, but he exuded such a terrifying aura that would make ordinary saints tremble.
"It turns out we are old friends. Several old friends from the Corpse Clan are here." The old woman from the Yaxian Clan greeted her with a smile and no hostility at all.
After hearing this, the old saints of Dameng Pure Land felt their hearts go cold. They realized that the Yaxian tribe could not count on them.
"Haha, I haven't seen these old friends for many years, but they still look the same. Speaking of which, it's not easy for us to live to this age. At your age and mine, it's a blessing to be alive." The skinny man from the Corpse Clan said
The ancient saint greeted me warmly, as if he was on good terms with me.
At this time, the void opened again, and two saints from the Xilin tribe arrived. After greeting all parties, they also greeted the saints from the Yaxian tribe. They were not strangers to each other.
On the edge of the great abyss, Chu Feng frowned. Whether it was the Corpse Clan, the Celestial Clan or the Xilin Clan, they were all mortal enemies of the Earth lineage. But the three saints of the Yaxian Clan didn't care much about it. They were reminiscing about the past. They didn't care at all.
To save him.
"Well, today we are all old friends and we are all friends. There is no need to fight or kill each other. Let's just talk about the past here." An old man from the Yaxian tribe expressed his position. His head was bald with only dozens of hairs left.
The face also looks like dried orange peel, with wrinkles all over it.
All parties nodded and showed different expressions, understanding their thoughts. They are just "confronting" here and will not take action. This is the best!
All tribes understand what they mean. If Chu Feng is in trouble and the Yaxian tribe doesn't come to rescue him, he will be looked down upon by the evolvers from all over the universe. But now that people are here, they won't fight?
The three old saints of Dameng Pure Land were very disappointed. They held weapons and showed their fighting spirit.
"boom!"
The Corpse Clan, the Celestial Clan, the Xilin Clan, etc. have joined forces to spread the holy power. It is naturally not difficult for the eleven saints here to suppress the three of them.
"Why bother with the three Taoist friends of Dameng Pure Land? How can you three change the overall situation? I think let's forget it. I brought some good tea. How about we sit down and drink tea while reminiscing about the past?"
The old man of the Corpse Clan spoke with a faint smile. Everything was under control. Even the Yaxian Clan had no intention of taking action. It was expected that there would be no trouble in the Dream Pure Land!
"Haha, there are some unsightly guys coming from a distance, I'm going to warn them!" the ancient saint of the corpse clan said, and then looked at the three people of the Yaxian clan, and said: "Three old friends, I'll excuse you for now. I'll talk to you later.
Reminiscing about old times!”
The three old men from the Yaxian clan nodded and smiled, and an old man said: "Old friend, go and have a good chat later!"
Next to them, the three old saints from Dameng Pure Land had pale faces. They knew that the Yaxian Clan would not take action, and they were really just pretending.
However, they also had an idea in their hearts. If Chu Feng could survive this catastrophe after today, then there would really be only one Chu Feng in the world, and there would be no Wu Samsara who was too close to the Yaxian clan!
For a moment, they had some expectations in their hearts. They would try their best to save Chu Feng today and let him live. This might completely change the situation in the future.
However, they sighed again, it was too difficult, even if the three of them died here, they would probably not be able to succeed.