Violent tearing and blasting sounds echoed between heaven and earth.
The huge green tiger is still standing in the sky despite the erosion of the saint's power.
But the mortal world has fallen into unprecedented chaos and collapse.
Venerable Qinghu looked coldly at the five ancient sage incarnations in front of him: "I have taken note of all five of you. I will inevitably go to Zhongzhou and visit you one by one."
"Hmph, do you think we will still be afraid of you, a little crippled saint?" The incarnation of Yun Huanming looked at Lord Qinghu with a mocking look.
As long as this thing is over.
They may be able to change the status quo of endless sleep.
Then they won't have to worry about anything anymore.
Venerable Qinghu's face darkened slightly.
If possible, he also wants to save the mortal world as much as possible.
But the current situation looks like there may be no chance.
He has the ability to fight against the five incarnations of the ancient saints, but it does not mean that he can completely control the other party. If the other party wants to destroy the mortal world, it is really difficult for him to stop them.
Jiang Chen held the Sky Covering Flag with difficulty, trying his best to adjust his condition and digest the medicine, hoping to recover as quickly as possible.
Even if he has been seriously injured.
But he still didn't want to quit.
He is already the most powerful monk in the mortal world, so he should naturally stand at the forefront when the mortal world is in danger of annihilation. It is his duty to do so.
"Fellow Taoist, I'm afraid we really can't stop them. I'd better take you away to heal your injuries first." Venerable Qinghu said in a low voice.
He was really afraid that if Jiang Chen's injury worsened if he delayed for too long, it would affect the foundation of the avenue.
Jiang Chen shook his head: "Thank you for your kindness, senior, but Jiang Chen still wants to stay here."
"Why is this?" Venerable Qinghu was furious: "Maybe you want to die!"
"If I don't stay, no one can stay." Jiang Chen was covered in blood, but he was smiling calmly, as if he was telling a simple and ordinary reason.
The Tao charm in him became more and more obvious, transcending the ordinary and becoming a saint. His Qingyun Tao heart was clear and clear, and he was close to the Tao.
Even if he is seriously injured, his detached temperament cannot be concealed.
"What a pity." These two words flashed through Venerable Qinghu's mind again.
If it were in ancient times...
But he quickly sighed self-deprecatingly.
If it were in ancient times, and the other five ancient saints were intact, it seems that nothing would change.
"No one can prevent the collapse of the mortal world." The incarnation of the ancient saint whispered, like the roar of magma from purgatory: "The reappearance of the ancient glorious era will begin from our hands."
There was a bit of fanaticism and excitement in his words.
It can make the ancient saint have such emotional fluctuations.
Obviously destroying the mortal world is also very important to them.
The cracks running through the heaven and earth are gradually widening, as if the mortal world will completely collapse at any time.
"Die." Yun Huanming controlled the divine stone and turned it into a white meteor across the sky, as bright and bright as the day, full of terrifying energy.
Jiang Chen walked out from behind Master Qinghu without hesitation, controlled the sky-covering flag with supreme blue light, and then faced the white meteor.
No regrets in dying.
The mortal world will be shattered after my death, Jiang Chen.
"Fellow Taoist!" Venerable Qinghu was shocked, but he was fighting against the four incarnations of the ancient saints alone. He was too weak to save Jiang Chen in time.
He could only watch Jiang Chen face Yun Huanming.
At this moment, the situation suddenly changed.
A sound like thunder or a roaring explosion suddenly erupted from the sky and the earth, causing the entire sky to tear apart, and a hideous bloodstain slowly appeared between the sky and the earth.
Seven terrifying demonic shadows suddenly appeared, exuding strange power that shocked the mind, either as fierce as fire, or as misty as mist, and so on.
Burning with black flames, giving birth to ferocious flesh wings, the Night Rakshasa looks like an evil ghost.
The music god with a horse head and human body, a flute in his left hand, and a sword in his right hand, fills people's hearts with melodious vocal music as soon as he appears.
The golden-winged roc has wings all over its body and can fly ninety thousand miles away.
Jialong has a dragon horn on his head and a body like a python. He is surrounded by the power of wind and thunder, and can call for wind and rain. His terrifying power surpasses all creatures in the sea.
He has a majestic and tall figure, with a very sacred aura lingering all over his body. He has a single horn and looks like a suspicious person who looks like a god or a ghost.
He has a snake head and a human body, and is ferocious and strange. His pair of faint golden pupils seem to contain endless power. He has nothing to do with the snake clan, but is replaced by the python god.
With three heads and six arms, Asura is neither human, nor ghost, nor god, nor monster, nor monster. With three heads and six arms, he is irritable and aggressive, and has unparalleled fighting power.
Seven kinds of mysterious creatures that had been completely extinct in ancient times appeared, as if they had really revived, exuding extremely terrifying power, making people feel as if they were returning to an era when civilization and wilderness coexisted.
"What is this!?" Countless monks were shocked.
Seven strange creatures that have never been seen before.
Except for the Golden-winged Peng, who is suspected to be a member of the Peng bird family, the others have never been heard of at all.
"This... is impossible!" The incarnations of the ancient saints turned pale in shock.
See these seven demonic shadows.
They vaguely remembered something that made them tremble with fear.
"Those magic weapons forged by madmen!" An incarnation of the ancient saint was frightened: "It's impossible, they have fallen long ago, and these magic weapons have also disappeared one by one. It is impossible for them to reappear!"
When it comes to matters involving ancient demon cultivators, even the ancient saints can no longer remain calm and composed.
I saw traces of blood traveling through the world, connecting seven kinds of strange creatures, and then a bloody human figure slowly appeared, with cold eyes, looking at the world, as if everything in the world was not in its eyes.
boom!
Then a frail figure covered in scars struggled to walk out from between heaven and earth. His breath was weak, and he fell to the bottom of the valley, as if he was about to die at any time.
"Lin Xi!!" The monk in the mortal world was surprised, happy and regretful.
The surprise is that Lin Xi is still alive, which is a good thing.
Unfortunately, even if he is harmless, he is only in the early stages of fusion, and has no meaning at all.
Lin Xi's body was shrouded in thick ink-colored fog, mysterious and unpredictable. He slowly stretched out his hand and controlled seven demonic shadows to gallop away, blocking Jiang Chen's body.
These seven demonic shadows were instantly smashed into pieces by the white meteorite, scattering into black light spots all over the sky.
But the power of the white meteorite was also exhausted.
Jiang Chen is safe and sound.
However, Yun Huanming, who controlled the divine stone, retreated for several miles vigilantly. His cold eyes passed over Lin Xi: "Demon cultivator? I didn't expect that the inheritance of the demon cultivator has not been cut off."
After the incarnations of the ancient saints saw Lin Xi clearly, they breathed a sigh of relief.
It turns out that it was just the early stages of fusion.
Then it doesn't matter.
This realm can be obliterated at will.
But to be able to make the ancient saints feel like they are facing a powerful enemy is enough to show how terrifying the demonic cultivators are.
"In the early days of the Fusion of Dao, it seems that I have endured a lot of divine punishment. To be able to survive to this point, and to have these magic weapons..." Yun Huanming's eyes gradually burst out with murderous intent.
Although he didn't know Lin Xi at all, he was completely sure that this person was a far greater threat than Jiang Chen.
Venerable Qinghu also glanced at Lin Xi in surprise.
He didn't know anything about demon cultivators.
I was just surprised by the commotion Lin Xi made at this moment.
What was strangest to him was the reaction of these ancient saints, why they all stopped and seemed to attach great importance to Lin Xi's appearance.
Could this guy be hiding some big secret?
Lin Xi smiled tiredly: "Oh, the Ancient Saints have come out, and those people in golden robes seem really anxious."
The monks in the mortal world looked at Lin Xi nervously.
They could all tell that something was wrong with Lin Xi's condition.
Very weak.
Shi Zhong and a few others were even more worried, because they knew that Lin Xi had just survived the divine punishment, and now he was probably at the end of his tether.
"The demon cultivator who can block my attack is indeed extraordinary." Yun Huanming said calmly: "But after all, it is because of the amazing treasures left by the eight demon cultivators. In my eyes, just relying on the power of the magic weapon is just
Just a slightly larger ant."
"As expected of an ancient sage, he has an extraordinary bearing and a heart as high as the sky." Lin Xi gasped, as if he was going to fall down at any moment.
He finally managed to get his breath back.
There was no trace of worry on his face.
Instead, a nervous smile appeared, which was a bit weird and confusing.
"Why are you laughing?" Yun Huanming became angry.
If the other party was not a demon cultivator, maybe he would not have such big mood swings.
Lin Xi still smiled strangely: "I'm sorry, I have been stimulated too much recently, and I can't control myself. It's just that I suddenly thought of a way to avoid death. It was a combination of coincidence and chance, which made people feel really...
What a coincidence, I accidentally started laughing."
"..."
Almost everyone is confused.
No way to die?
Isn’t the current situation one-sided?
Even if there are other sleeping ancient saints who wake up and stand on the side of the mortal world, it is impossible to prevent everything from happening.
Is there something wrong with this demon cultivator's brain?
The incarnation of the ancient saint from Yuandao Palace responded coldly: "Even if you are a reborn god from ancient times, you can't change everything. You will all die!"
Five of their ancient saints came incarnate.
It is to crush the mortal world and kill all the ascended ones.
It is impossible to give up until the goal is achieved.
"Of course I am not the rebirth of some great god. Although I know such a person, haha, he seems to be dead." Lin Xi still looked breathless.
The first half of his sentence made the hearts of the ancient sages jump, while the second half made people feel a little relieved.
All the ancient saints couldn't help but have doubts in their hearts.
Which ancient god has been reborn and returned?
Even if they are asleep, once news comes about such an important matter, their disciples and disciples will definitely give them the news.
Lin Xi turned to look at Jiang Chen, her smile not diminishing: "Sir, sect master, in your current state, can you still use the Xuanxian Finger?"
"Huh?" Jiang Chen was silent for a moment, then nodded slowly and firmly.
Can.
The Xuanxian Finger is a special secret technique that Ziyue obtained from the Immortal Tomb.
Once used, monks who reach a state where they can break through and deliberately suppress their own realm will find it difficult to control themselves and make a breakthrough.
Of course, it's useless for people who can't break through.
Jiang Chen once used this method to force the combined peak cultivators from all major forces to ascend together, thereby resolving the Qingyun Sect's calamity.
"Then please ask the sect master to break through." Lin Xi lowered his head and said respectfully.
Jiang Chen said without hesitation: "Okay."
The next moment, Jiang Chen was sitting cross-legged in the air, looking like an ethereal person. Invisible roads were hanging down, entangled all over his body. The air between heaven and earth was filled with pure air, as if he were in a Taoist court.