Chapter 179 A sad song, no place to express desolation

"Half Saint!"

Wang Kun was shocked, this must be the old immortal. No wonder Yan Ruyu has not come to contact him even at this critical moment of life and death. This is because she has a big thick leg!

"Can you contact him?" Wang Kun asked.

"Okay." Tiger King nodded.

"Okay, go and tell Mr. Wei, I believe he will be happy to accept a good seedling." Wang Kun explained.

The old immortal broke through and became a saint not long after the Great Dao was revived. This was amazing, because Wang Kun knew that the Immortal Mansion world next to the Qishi Mansion had an environment before ancient times, and retained all the order and rules of the ancient times. As long as the old man is now

If you just stuff it inside and come out after two days, you will be a proper saint!

This must be done, and it should be included in the plan early. After all, it is not just old age that can benefit.

"Kill!"

The melee escalated, the sound of killings shook the sky, and unidentified attacks and killings continued from all directions.

"Shua!"

The sword light was cold, flying like a fairy light from outside the realm, shattering the sky, dazzling and terrifying;

"Whoosh!"

The sword was as bright as a sword hanging from the sky, cutting through the sky and cutting off the moonlight in the sky. It was sharp and cruel;

"Ding!"

The sound of the piano jingles, the notes jump, resounding throughout the sky, shooting out thousands of rays of light, ethereal and fascinating;

"Chi!"

The spear was sharp, penetrating the void like bloody lightning, splitting the sky over the Holy City, miserable and bloody;

"Boom!"

The sound of the drum is dull, like the sound of a world-destroying demon, rushing forward like an overwhelming force, terrifying and majestic;

……

Various holy soldiers attacked each other, releasing monstrous fluctuations of divine power. Countless divine laws collided fiercely, shaking the void.

There are numerous traces of Dao in the world, and the sounds of Dao are contending, penetrating into everyone's bones, making the body cold and the soul numb.

The War of the Sacred Artifacts is too terrible. This is the consensus of everyone. Everyone has the illusion that they will die at any time, and everyone is extremely frightened.

For the first time, countless people have clearly realized the fragility of life. Their own destiny is not under their control at all. They are like tiny dust in the vast world, unable to do anything except drifting in the wind.

Countless lines are intertwined, the glow is shining, and the terrifying holy power is permeating, obliterating all obstacles.

Except for the Sky-Swallowing Magic Jar, which was the focus of care, the other families were attacking and harassing each other. No one could stay out of the situation. The entire battlefield was in chaos, but it was a stalemate, and no one could get any advantage.

Under the solid protection composed of thousands of black lights, the big bandits and the Zhongyang Sect were on guard nervously.

They have reason to believe that the fierce and seemingly inextricable battles are all illusions used to cover up people's ears. The real fatal blow has always been hidden behind the scenes. After all, this scene looks grand, but it is not worth mentioning.

"Damn it, the Nine Sacred Artifacts are covering up, there must be forces outside the Eastern Wilderness involved!" Tu Tian cursed, in a very bad mood, extremely worried that the ancient sky-swallowing jar had really been snatched away.

He has not yet come into contact with this Ji Dao Imperial Weapon, so it cannot nourish its soul. He has just been imprinting his own spiritual imprint on it. Once it is snatched away by others, he will lose it forever.

He didn't expect it to cause such a big fuss at first. He didn't know about the secret fight between the Tiger King, the Peacock King and the Green Dragon King before. Otherwise, he wouldn't have agreed to the plan. After all, the risk he was taking was too great.

Big.

On this night in the Holy City, I don’t know how many forces were involved. Magic weapons were flying all over the sky, all kinds of rays of light were shining, there were swords and swords everywhere, and the shouts of killing were deafening.

In the Huanshi Palace, everyone stood apart unconsciously, forming small groups, and the atmosphere in the palace gradually became heavy.

Although we may not necessarily become enemies, it is more difficult to become friends.

"Who is involved?" Tu Fei's tone was indifferent, his expression was cold, and he looked at the ten distinguished people from the Holy Lands and the ancient families with sinister eyes. The forces behind these people may have been involved, with the possible exception of the Yaochi Holy Land.

"Sorry, I'm leaving first." After saying this, the Saint of Yaochi left in a hurry.

The Holy Maiden of the Purple Mansion nodded, followed closely, and drifted away.

"This can almost be regarded as a world war. Does Yaochi Holy Land want to invite the Western Emperor Pagoda?" Yao Yuekong looked at the back of the Yaochi Holy Maiden and said suspiciously, otherwise he really couldn't think of how Yaochi Holy Land could mediate.

It is not something that can be achieved easily.

"No need. We have already reached this point. Either we will continue to turn the world upside down, or we will be given a step to get down on our own. Maybe the Yaochi Holy Land is this step." Jiang Yifei said with a half-smile but not a smile.

"What do you mean..." Yao Yuekong said thoughtfully.

"It should be like this." Jiang Yifei shrugged and said with a smile.

"Brother, what are they talking about?" the little nun pulled Xia Yiming's clothes and asked curiously.

"Uh..." Xia Yiming was a little confused, but he hesitated and answered truthfully: "At first, they were trying to snatch Douzi Mi and the ancient sky-swallowing jar, but now so many people are involved, and with mutual restraint, this goal

It can no longer be achieved. Now the goal has been changed, and I want to spy on other people’s intelligence and test other people’s family background.”

"What I want to test the most is Lao Immortal. Let's see what state he has reached, or whether he is dead!" Ji Haoyue said in a deep voice, with a solemn expression on his face.

The little nun blinked her innocent eyes, looking confused.

Ji Ziyue came up, pinched her cute little face, and said with a smile: "Don't worry about whether these are present or not, it has nothing to do with us."

"Ah? Oh!" the little nun seemed to understand.

"There will also be an agreement with the Peacock King and the others, as well as with the Zhongyang Clan." Holy Son Yaoguang said with a smile.

"The bottom of the Zhongyang Gate hasn't been revealed yet, at least it shouldn't be without the sacred weapon. So the conflict will intensify later?" Yao Xi pondered for a moment and said.

"Not necessarily. The main problem with Zhongyang Sect is that they don't abide by the rules. All we need to do is make an agreement and reach an agreement." Yaoguang Holy Son shook his head and said.

"It doesn't have much effect, does it?" Yao Yuekong asked doubtfully.

"I didn't expect it to have much effect in the first place. I'll just have a nominal reason then." Ji Haoyue said lightly.

"Or, I hope they continue to do it, they are too arrogant." Jiang Yifei said with a smile.

The little bandits felt their scalps numb after hearing this, and looked at each other in confusion. They didn't know what to say. They just felt the pressure on their shoulders was as heavy as a mountain.

"If they say this, doesn't it mean that the Zhongyang Clan also knows about it?" Tu Fei said in confusion.

"The people of Zhongyang Clan already know, but whether they commit the crime or not, and whether they are punished or not, what does it have to do with whether they know or not?" The little dragon king in green curled his lips.

Everyone is well versed in this kind of thing, and they are all confident that their own strength can take advantage of it. The agreement is just an agreement. If it is beneficial, keep it. If it is not beneficial, why should you keep it as a family heirloom?

The colorful clouds in the broken sky rolled violently, thunder rumbled, a vast and chaotic aura surged, and murderous intent swept in all directions like a vast ocean, drowning this ancient holy city.

Ye Fan was dazzled and his heart was surging. This decisive battle at the top of the Holy City shocked him greatly. In his eyes, this is a divine battle. Although it is cruel, it also belongs to those who cultivate immortals.

Romantic, the Milky Way is always falling, and the magic pen can be sharpened to draw the sky!

After waking up for a moment, Ye Fan looked at Wang Xuan, who was sitting next to him and leisurely, as if nothing had happened. The emotions in his heart were quite complicated.

This is a troublemaker who is just worried about the world being in chaos. He stirs up troubles in every way according to his own rules of conduct. These are nothing at first. Even if he makes trouble again, it is his freedom. But he uses "I am doing it for your own good" as the reason.

When he got involved in the world storm, he was very careless and completely ignored his feelings, which made him love and hate him at the same time!

Wang Kun looked at the dazzling fireworks in the sky. Although he could not understand them at all, he was greatly shocked. The terrifying pressure and terrifying destructive power made him deeply afraid, but also infinitely yearning for them.

Unless you are a monk at the same level, you will not be able to understand the duel between the Taoist Saints, because it is not the same level of rules of heaven and earth. In other words, it is not the same dimension at all.

But at this moment, two figures suddenly appeared in the desolate garden. One was a beautiful woman with Yan Ruyu, and the other was a man in black robes. He was covered in a large Taoist robe. It was unknown whether he was a man or a woman. He was mysterious.<

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The old man never dies! Wang Kun was startled. He gave a gentle salute and said: "Your Highness, hello, senior!"

The old man nodded to him and said nothing. I don't know if it was because he was cold or because he was used to the loneliness of being alone.

Tiger King soon took Lao Bu Die to the small world to find Mr. Wei, while Wang Kun stayed to entertain Yan Ruyu.

"Gufeng is the ancient holy body?" Yan Ruyu asked lightly.

"Oh? Is it because you feel the Emperor's Heart? You know you can't hide it from Your Highness the Princess." Wang Kun pretended to be surprised and said. When he used this name to represent the successor of Master Yuan Tian, ​​he never thought of hiding it from Yan Ruyu.

"Who is the saint?" Yan Ruyu said solemnly, her heart pounding.

"Wei Yi, one of the Three Great Masters of Tianxuan six thousand years ago." Wang Kun looked at the changing color of the sky and replied casually. If new forces did not come to participate, he would be ready to give up.

Yan Ruyu was so surprised that she covered her bright and red lips, obviously not expecting this answer.

Six thousand years of immortality?

"Is it the Great Sage?" Yan Ruyu asked cautiously.

"Hmm."

"Ah!" She whispered, her mind churning. There is actually a great sage in this world! In today's spiritual world, he can be called the uncrowned king!

Who would have thought that Tianxuan Holy Land, which has long since been wiped out in the eyes of the world, would actually hide such terrifying power! Is this the same in the world of cultivation? It's very possible!

"Boom!"

Suddenly, a sky-shattering divine light like a Milky Way flashed across the sky, and a large golden storm of the law of the avenue poured down like a curtain from the sky, heading straight towards the big bandits.

"A rat with a hidden head and shrunken tail!"
To be continued...