Chapter 65 Battle with the Prodigy from a Foreign Land

The broken bell and the purple-gold hexagonal plate suppressed the sky, and densely packed runes formed a circle. There was a city inside, and there were also some creatures.

Outside the city wall, there was a row of creatures standing there, like demon gods one after another. They were not tall in stature, but majestic in aura. They stared coldly outside the circle of light.

"Recently, some reckless creatures have broken in. It seems that they have completely treated us like weaklings."

"Haha, the creatures in the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths are so greedy and want to inherit our ancestral skills."

Rows of demon gods sneered and exchanged views. These people could all be regarded as Wushang's descendants. Although they were born in the Nine Heavens where the laws of heaven and earth were incomplete, they had the bloodline of the Immortal King. These incomplete laws could be ignored.

Each one of them was terrifyingly powerful, standing there as indifferent as the abyss, as if they had burst out of the area, broken free of their shackles, and reappeared in the world.

They are the descendants of that group of people. The living cultivation level of that group of people has reached the level of killing me, and the highest level has reached the supreme level.

After hundreds of years of cultivation and being trapped in a small place, it can be considered a relatively stable place of retreat.

But now, the peaceful life is broken, and from time to time, the Supreme comes to attack and kill them to get what they have gained over the years.

"Someone is coming!" Some creatures exclaimed. They raised their indifferent eyes and looked outside.

Even if they have time to grind it up slowly, without the understanding of fighting, it will be difficult to become an immortal. Even in a place where the laws of their own foreign land are perfected, it will be difficult to become an immortal, let alone this place.

The endless supreme runes are rushing towards the foreign land. Those geniuses want to block the entry of the runes, but no matter what, they can't avoid it. Even Wutian can't stop it.

Hundreds of thousands of years ago, some of them became immortals, but in the end darkness appeared, pulling that person into the darkness and disappearing ever since.

Compared with today's foreign talent, they are much weaker because they have no resources and their skills have always been inherited from the same origin. There are no new skills and no new magical powers.

"Let's go, kill that guy first." Uncle Meng was eager to try. He and Uncle Zhang were both at the quasi-king level, and only Uncle Zhao was still a true immortal.

But Song Hua seems to be more relaxed here. If there is a bench and melon seeds, he will sit down and watch.

It was discovered that a total of six people were flying towards here. Except for two, the aura emitted by the rest was extremely terrifying, so terrifying that they had no choice but to kneel down.

Everything here is a kingdom of death. Although the sun in the sky is normally bright, it was created by them themselves, but the outside is indeed blood red and has been like this for millions of years.

"snort!"

Song Hua drew out a 1.8-meter sword in mid-air, clenched it with both hands, and thunder spread all over his body, as if the master in charge of heavenly punishment had descended.

"Well done!" Uncle Meng laughed loudly, holding Fang Tian's painted halberd, and disappeared in an instant. Then he appeared on Wutian's head, holding the halberd with one hand, and hit Wutian's head hard.

Uncle Meng took out a Fangtian Painted Halberd. The Fangtian Painted Halberd was bronze in color, flowed with maternal energy, and shone with a brilliant light. It was fairy gold.

The blood energy spread like a vast ocean, flooding the entire place. The pressure emanating from it made cities in foreign lands tremble. Mountains disappeared silently and turned into powder. Even more geniuses approached and turned directly into ashes.

A pile of broken bones.

"boom!"

Wu Tian did not take action because the ancient temple that suddenly appeared in the void had the same aura as theirs, so he decided that this might be the way home.

Uncle Zhang nodded calmly, and led Song Hua and others to the front of the foreign city. They found themselves on a snow-white desert, and the white sand was gently blown up. These were ashes.

Su Mei stood there, with a graceful and proud figure, a close-fitting purple battle suit, and three thousand black hairs like waterfalls. As the breeze swayed, she took out a sword and killed a supreme being.

"Killing these younger generations first can be regarded as revenge for the master!" Song Hua's eyes narrowed, and the sword intent spread across the sky, and the domineering aura swept across, like a vast ocean crushing them.

"Arrogant!" Wutian snorted coldly. He was tall, middle-aged, with blond hair and runes flashing in his cold pupils.

With a cold snort, a tall, blond, middle-aged man walked out of a palace. With just a cold snort, the terrifying pressure was resolved.

It is difficult to kill a strong person, especially a strong person of their level. The soul is almost immortal. If after passing the test of the Immortal King Tribulation, no one of the same level kills him, then it is truly

eternal life, immortality.

They look down on Song Hua and Meng Tianzheng, which is arrogant and proud, because even if there are two quasi-immortal kings, in their eyes they are not as good as Wutian, because they are invulnerable to all laws and have magical powers like dirt.

With just one word, the entire scarlet world suddenly became brighter, with the strange moonlight emitting densely packed runes.

Uncle Zhang had a strong energy all over his body, protecting several people. Looking at the two people who were constantly colliding in the sky, he frowned and said softly: "Wutian is very strong, and Lao Meng is at a disadvantage. It is impossible to kill him. We can only

Two people got on."

"Endless, Six Paths of Reincarnation, Supreme Hall, you are all dead, yet you are still causing trouble!" Wu Tian roared angrily. As one of the first batch of powerful men to be sealed, he certainly hated it.

"Even if our realm is suppressed, you can't compare to it." Someone on the other side sneered, clenched his fist and killed us.

"Go, kill all these brats." Uncle Zhao grinned, showing a row of white teeth, and threw Meng Tianzheng and Song Hua to the place where the foreign geniuses were.

He leaned forward to kill, unleashing a terrifying momentum that strangled the void.

No one among them has cultivated three immortal energies at all. Those who cultivate three immortal energies are undoubtedly not peerless experts.

But except for the guy who survived the tribulation, when he got close, there was an aura of death and replacement.

He stared at the three people outside with a solemn expression.

There were also four people standing beside him, exuding the aura of the Supreme.

The two collided, causing ripples of terror. Even if the foreign city had five supreme guardians, it was of no avail. The entire city collapsed instantly, and hundreds of creatures died in large areas.

He knew that if it was troublesome, they might all be wiped out.

"Can."

"Lord Zhonghun, please suppress the cultivation of those young people, just suppress them to the point of true perfection." Uncle Zhang closed his eyes, and a massive amount of order emerged from his body, like long rivers, blending with the dying bells in the sky.

But there are no resources here for them to practice, so they can only rely on time to practice.

"Two quasi-immortal kings, one is immortal and the other is supreme." Wushang's son, Wutian, said to himself.

"Immune to the magic power of the law? Invincible in gameplay? Let me try his strength." Uncle Meng held Fang Tian's painted halberd, like a great demon coming, exuding an extremely domineering aura.

It is impossible to become an immortal. It is even difficult to become a supreme being, let alone an immortal.

"I remember you, last time a group of people came in to attack us, and the man who came here died in the aftermath of the battle." A Supreme sneered, saying this carelessly, with disdain and a condescending tone.

The laws here are incomplete, and it is very difficult to become a Supreme, and it is even more impossible to become an immortal, because millions of years have passed, and these strong men who can become Supreme are all from the past, and only one became a Supreme a few years ago.

Wutian looked indifferent, sneered disdainfully, clenched his fists, his whole body was shining brightly, and he hit Uncle Meng's Fangtian Painted Halberd with his huge fist.

"Qiang!"

"I haven't done anything for many years." Uncle Meng twisted his neck. His appearance and strength have returned to their peak. Now he is like a young man, exuding a violent aura, which makes people feel frightened.

Uncle Zhang nodded, took out his mace in his right hand, and held a brown ruler in his left hand. Densely packed runes revolved around his body, bright and transcendent.

"I really can't believe that someone with such a rubbish cultivation level would dare to come in."

Thunder exploded all over the sky, Song Hua and Meng Tianzheng were surrounded, and an exotic prodigy who cultivated immortal energy attacked Song Hua.

Meng Tianzheng's white hair was flying, and he was eager to try. The blood in his body surged out involuntarily. The two energies of yin and yang intertwined, soaring into the sky, turning into two moon blades. He held them in his hands, adjusted their position in mid-air, and killed them directly.

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Some of them have developed immortal energy through cultivation, and some have not.

"Damn it, my strength has been sealed, and it has been directly suppressed to the true level!" Many people cursed and roared.

"boom!"

"Kill my monk and use a special secret method to elevate himself to the first level of escape, but he was still killed by us."

When Su Mei heard this, her eyes immediately turned scarlet like a demon. She clenched the fairy sword in her jade hand and slashed at the person who spoke.

ps: It’s New Year’s Eve, let’s set off fireworks.

Fireworks are prohibited? This is useless in rural areas.
Chapter completed!