"Stay." Wen Duoqing's figure flashed, blocking Meng Qi's way. The two of them fought in an instant, and the fairy light filled the sky, and the laws of immortality collided in the void. A piece of black hole-like collapse appeared in the void, which was extremely terrifying.

"I am the number one immortal in the ages. How do you deserve to fight me?" Mengqi roared, and countless immortal feathers burst out.

Wen Duoqing just smiled slightly: "It's just a false reputation, not worth mentioning, but you take it seriously and feel complacent, it's ridiculous!" A fist-sized orange light ball floated above his head, rotating drippingly, emitting a whirlpool-like halo, extremely soft. Mengqi's immortal feather sword shot up, but it gradually solidified and turned into ashes.

The Emperor of the Feather Man laughed in anger and said, "If you want to destroy my Feather Clan, you have to pay the price!"

He roared angrily, and the light of the immortal Taoist body surged wildly, and the energy of the immortal Taoist became disordered. He actually wanted to choose a self-destruction method of dying together. His whole person turned into flowing light and rushed towards Ding Hao.

The self-destruction of an immortal is still extremely terrifying.

Its power is enough to destroy everything within a radius of tens of thousands of miles.

"Hahaha, I'm just dying." Mengqi was also crazy, imitating the Feather Emperor, madly activate the immortal energy and rushed towards Ding Hao.

Both of them hated Ding Hao very much. If Ding Hao had not been Ding Hao, the feather clan would have dominated this world for a long time, so how could he end up in the field today? So even if he died, he wanted to pull Ding Hao together.

boom!

A light of the immortal path exploded, and Mengqi's body first exploded, and the terrifying chaotic laws and power of the immortal path spread like nuclear radiation.

"seal up!"

Ding Hao changed color slightly, and the Yin-Yang Pisces pattern behind him appeared, and the power of the golden sword and silver sword exploded, trying to seal this terrible power.

At the same time, Wen Duoqing, Jin Chanzi, Pig Fairy, Great Ape King and others all took action to seal such power with all their might, so as to prevent the terrible power of the chaotic law of the immortal path from leaking out and destroying the surrounding vitality. Meng Qi and the others were indeed crazy. If they chose to self-destruct, the creatures of the Feather Clan were the first to suffer. If Ding Hao and others did not seal it, they would be afraid that more than half of the Feather Clan elite would die in such an explosion.

The immortals took action, and the power of the laws of immortals filled the world, and finally sealed this terrible power of destruction.

"Huh? He actually ran away?" Zhu Xian was stunned and laughed: "I thought the Feather Emperor was really determined to die, but it turned out that he sold Mengqi and escaped by himself with Mengqi's self-destruction as a cover!"

When everyone sealed Mengqi's self-destructive power, when they looked again, the previously passionate emperor of the Feather Clan actually disappeared.

The Emperor of the Feather Clan did not really choose to self-destruct, but sold Mengqi and took the opportunity to escape.

"Hmph, although the world is big, there is no place for him to escape." The Great Ape King said coldly. He hated people who are as insidious as the Emperor of the Feather Clan, who are so cunning and cunning as the emperor of the Feather Clan, who have eliminated the opportunity for others to become immortals, and are so ungrateful.

"Amitabha... Huh? The breath of the Emperor of the Feather Clan... is gone." Jin Chanzi sang the Buddha's name, and his expression on his face was slightly stunned. Because the breath of the Emperor of the Feather Clan really disappeared from this world. He used Buddhist secret techniques to search the world. Within a radius of hundreds of thousands of miles, there was no trace of the Emperor of the Feather Clan.

The other immortals also searched with secret techniques, and their faces showed a look of surprise.

Ding Hao closed his eyes and felt something, and found something, and said, "I found him, please follow me." After the words came, he turned into a stream of light and flew straight towards the Feather Tribe Temple.

Everyone looked surprised.

Ding Hao has not become an immortal, but his magical powers are actually above them.

Everyone turned into streams of light and followed closely behind.

Today's affairs are not simply dealing with the feather tribe, but Ding Hao discovered something more important, which is related to the feather tribe, so he invited all the immortals to come to the feather tribe's god capital. No matter what, he could not let the feather tribe emperor go.

Before the temple, there were strong men from the feather tribe resisting.

But how can their strength compete with Ding Hao and others?

Ding Hao just gently brushed his arm, and a powerful force of Mo Yu surged out, teleporting the powerful feathers thousands of meters away, making it difficult to get closer. He stepped out and the temple of the feathers was destroyed. The spiritual throne of the feathers emperors who were worshipped in the past dynasties appeared. After the dense spiritual throne, a huge black coffin floated in the void, and black mist evolved into an evil divine dragon, wrapping around it like a chain, making a heart-pounding shrill roar.

The power of darkness.

The expressions of all the powerful people in the fairyland changed.

It turns out that the feather tribe is related to the power of darkness.

As they entered the fairyland and their strength increased, their understanding and awareness of the world would also increase dramatically, and they could feel the terribleness of the dark power hidden deep but ready to move between the world. Everyone was a peerless man who had heard of the ancient secrets of immortals, so they naturally understood what such dark power meant.

The black coffin in front of me was floating up and down, extremely strange.

"The Feather Emperor has entered the coffin..." Ding Hao approached step by step and felt a trace of the Feather Emperor's aura.

In fact, before the battle began, Ding Hao used the secret method of "The Legend of Victory" to plant a brand on the body of the Feather Emperor. He knew very well that a cunning rabbit-like personality like the Feather Emperor would never fight to the death and would definitely escape.

The secret method of the word "Sheng" is unparalleled. With Ding Hao's current strength, even an immortal cannot detect it.

The closer the distance, the more you can notice the terror of the black coffin. It seemed that there was a supreme evil thing buried inside, and a faint roar of a ghost was heard. The lid of the coffin was slightly staggered, and a gap that was less than the width of a finger was cracked, making a sudden bang bang sound, as if something was about to struggle to escape.

The other immortals also looked heavy.

Because in this black coffin, they faintly felt an extremely dangerous aura, which was a death power that was enough to destroy the immortals. They originally thought that they could be invincible after entering the fairyland. Now it seems that there is still a power to kill immortals in this world.

Everyone entered it with their spiritual sense, but they felt that it was boundless and extremely vast, and it was obviously a small world.

"The Emperor of the Feathers entered the coffin. With his strength, he should not be able to control the black coffin, but he is willing to enter. There should be no danger. Are you willing to enter with me?" Ding Hao thought for a moment and asked softly.

Everyone weighed the pros and cons, but they had no objection.

...

"It's indeed a small world, but the dark power here is so rich and a bit terrifying!"

The light of the immortal Taoist body is stretched out to fight against the power of darkness.

The same is true for everyone else.

Ding Hao was surrounded by Yin and Yang Pisces, which isolated the power of darkness. [Seven Stars Creation Eyes] divine light burst out, tearing the darkness apart, and observing the small world inside the black coffin.

"This is……"

After leaving for less than a minute, everyone was shocked.

In front of them was an ancient battlefield, with broken bricks and tiles everywhere, rusty swords and spears broken, and broken armor. Of course, this was not the reason why they were shocked. What really shocked these immortals was that everything in front of them, whether it was broken bricks and tiles or weapons and armor, had a mottled breath of immortals. Although this aura was extremely weak, it at least showed that before a long time, they were all real immortal supplies.

And such broken swords and broken swords and rubble are all out.

"This... all the immortal weapons and objects are broken, as if they have experienced a terrifying war. Was this the immortal residence back then?"

"Why is it destroyed? If this was once a place of immortals and countless immortals were inhabited, then how could it be so desolate and decadent? It seems that there was a war, but what kind of power can destroy so many immortals?"

"That's the fairy bone... Oh my God, countless fairy bones... Some immortals died and turned into decay here, but the bones still contain a faint fairy aura!"

Everyone was shocked.

Everything in front of me is a bit scary, this seems to be a place to bury immortals.

Everyone accelerated and walked thousands of miles, becoming more and more shocked.

Along the way, I saw the collapsed temple, broken statues of gods, towering abandoned altars, endless city walls, countless fairy bone skeletons with faint fluorescent flashes, including human creatures, beast tribes, and many other strange bones. The immortals were immortals during their lifetime, but they all fell. These bone skeletons were not preserved intact, most of which were broken and scattered. It was obvious that they had experienced a miserable battle during their lifetime, and all died in battle, not because they were destroyed after death...

Everyone was a little numb.

I originally thought that after becoming an immortal, I would stand at the top of this world and look down on the crowd, but I didn’t expect that in this small world of black coffin, there were so many immortals buried. These bones combined were hundreds of thousands, and they died here in battle...

"Why is this happening? Is this the cemetery of immortals?" Wen Duoqing asked with a pale face.

Everyone was speechless.

Ding Hao's face was solemn. He saw many broken sword weapons along the way. Most of them had been corroded by the dark power and had lost their spiritual power. However, a few still retained their complete shapes, with rust marks, which looked very similar to the magic sword and rust sword, especially the broken fracture and rust marks, which were clearly exactly the same. Unfortunately, there was no power inside it, and it had lost its function...

"Can the Demon Sword and the Rust Sword actually spread from here to the outside world?" Ding Hao was secretly shocked.

[Mingyue Immortal] Once said that the magic sword and the rust sword are the weapons of two of the top eight true immortals in the ancient Immortal era. Could it be that this is the place where the Eight True Immortals fell in the past?

If this is true, the dark power here is so strong, does it mean that the Netherworld True Immortal is likely to be hiding here?

Ding Hao's heart began to beat violently.

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