Chapter six hundred and ninety seventh, a dark day
The huge fairy mountain is like a sky fall, standing in front of the passage.
No monks would have thought that the fairy mountain that stood quietly on weekdays was just the place where the immortals were, and one day it would become something that would ruin their lives.
Unfortunately, the people who entered the Xianshan Mountain to witness the birth of the Wanxiang Chess Board are no longer there.
The dead are dead, the escape is fleeing, the missing is missing.
Zhu Qianjue and Sun Shi are left, so they will never give any reminders.
Therefore, the monks who entered the Immortal Tomb at this moment had no idea that this fairy mountain once had life because of the existence of the chessboard of the All-Eleven.
Although life has disappeared.
But such a strange and powerful immortal mountain, which even retains the power of a saint.
Whether he is dead or not.
As long as he was alive, it would be a very shocking thing.
If they knew, they would definitely pay attention to something wrong with this fairy mountain.
Unfortunately, they don't know.
Moreover, the spiritual world channel is right in front of them, and they have no intention of paying attention to what is strange about the fairy mountain.
So everything that happened at this moment was unexpected.
But it is extremely fatal.
The immortal mountain is shrouded in holy power. The laws of heaven and earth belonging to the immortal tomb seem to be operating again at this moment, and the vast spiritual energy gathers and merges into the immortal mountain.
Because the magic weapons of each sect were brought into the spiritual channel, the laws of the Immortal Tomb were gradually unable to be suppressed.
The huge mountain blocked the passageway.
Unless this fairy mountain is broken, it will be impossible to come out.
"You all deserve to die!" The phantom of the great phantom whispered death, the stars in the sky bloomed endless light, and countless pillars of light fell from the sky.
The stars change.
In just a moment, hundreds of cultivators at the level of Nascent Soul Transformation in God were easily killed.
Digital fusion monks sacrificed magic weapons and struggled to support them.
"How could it be so powerful? It's just a projection."
"Is this the power of the spiritual world? It's so terrible. We have no right to covet treasures in the spiritual world."
"Fellow Taoists, don't be stingy with methods anymore. If you have any powerful methods, use them quickly. Only by working together can you survive."
Except for the top monks, others are as fragile as newborn babies in front of the projection of the Star Sea God.
"Damn it, who used this fairy mountain to block our retreat? It's so despicable and shameless." Someone roared.
Unfortunately, insults cannot change anything.
When the Star Sea God saw this scene, he naturally understood that someone must have interfered in this matter, and even planned everything behind the scenes.
But none of these matter.
Because it was indeed the people in front of him who killed their sons.
So these people should pay their lives.
As for the person who planned everything behind it, I will talk about it later.
"Thousands of galaxies, I am the master of them, the vast stars, slaughter the immortals and defend the way, kill them!" The Star Sea God showed his power, crushing down his might and destroying everything.
This is too difficult to resist.
Meng Ze's face looked ugly, and immediately squeezed a very complicated magic trick, sacrificed the Immortal Gathering Flag, and shouted: "Cangyue Sword God, the Bu Lao Taoist, please help me."
Seeing this, Cangyue Sword God and the Unold Taoist seemed to understand something and flew over with magic.
The immortal flags gathered together countless divine shadows, turning into a mysterious palace, like an immortal palace.
The Cangyue Sword God sacrificed his Cangyue Sword, and the space was shaken. Unfortunately, there was no earth here, only endless void, so it was difficult to exert its maximum power.
The old Taoist also sacrificed the most powerful treasure from Shengjing Immortal Palace.
It was a simple and mysterious bronze bell, exuding an indescribable ancient aura, as if it had been passed down forever, which could communicate with the world and destroy everything.
These three top treasures worked together to attack Xianshan.
They knew they were not opponents of Star Sea God.
At this moment, I just hope to break the immortal mountain and escape back to the immortal tomb.
But unfortunately, they failed.
Fairy Mountain is not just a mountain with abundant spiritual energy. There is an immortal cave here, which is the place created by the laws of heaven and earth in the Immortal Tomb.
The three Tongtian spiritual treasures burst out with the most powerful power under the stimulation of the fusion monk.
But in the fairy mountain, a holy power flowed out and blocked the fairy mountain, blocking all the power of the three treasures.
"What kind of power is this..." Meng Ze's voice trembled.
This makes them too difficult to understand.
Why can this fairy mountain block such an offensive?
The voice of the Star Sea God floated indifferently: "It's ridiculous, the immortal mountain of saints enlightenment, the great way is blessed by the holy power, and the holy power is shrouded by you."
Meng Ze and others showed a look of horror in their eyes.
Because the stars in the sky have fallen at this moment.
With unrivaled power.
This day is destined to be a day when the Immortal Cultivation World of Wenxin Realm falls into darkness.
There is no news from countless monks.
Powerful monks from various sects and sects fell one after another.
The tragic number of deaths shocked the world.
No one survived the monks who entered the immortal tomb.
No one even knows what exactly happened.
I only know that day, pure spiritual rain kept falling in the sky, and the spiritual energy outside the fairy tomb was like a fairyland, and countless spiritual woods and fairy grass grew out.
In the immortal tomb, the space is twisted and the road is shaken, and you can vaguely hear a terrifying roar, as if it is the movement caused by the distortion of the deepest law.
The vitality of major sects was greatly damaged.
Not only did he lose the top cultivator in the sect.
And at least one treasure has been lost forever.
Some sects with more miserable strength, such as the most powerful Shengjing Immortal Palace, brought two Tongtian Spirit Treasures to the Immortal Tomb, but they could not return either.
This is an unprecedented heavy blow.
No matter how you cast spells and summons outside the immortal tomb.
All contacts seemed to have been cut off without any response.
Most sects are full of sorrow.
But some sects are different.
For example... Qingyun Sect.
Knowing what happened today, Qingyun Sect is celebrating together, and it is very lively, with a festive atmosphere like the New Year.
This time, the Qingyun Sect was basically unharmed.
There were no disciples in the immortal tomb, so there were no casualties.
All sects and sects surrounded the little god Qin Zhao. Because it was led by the immortal palace of Shengjing, the Qingyun Sect naturally did not receive the invitation, and of course it would not go even if it was received.
The cultivators of Qingyun Sect were neither dead nor treasures left in the Immortal Tomb.
Although the overall strength has not changed.
But in this situation, the decline in the strength of the enemy means the increase in his own strength.
At least in the future, it will be much easier under the targeting of various sects.
This is of course a great thing for Qingyun Sect.
Of course it is worth celebrating.
"Okay, it's a beautiful job." Jiang Chen, the leader of Qingyun Sect, burst into laughter, and the sound spread throughout Qingyun Fairy Mountain: "It is said that someone secretly planned this matter behind the scenes."
"If I know which fellow Taoist did it, I must become a sworn brotherhood with him, hahahahahahaha."