Treading Blood to Sky’s End Chapter 1624: The Battle of Yuansheng 1
On the ninth level of the world, seventy-two heavenly palaces surround the Temple of Heaven.
On it are boundless seas and star-studded continents and islands.
A void vortex appeared at the border. In the vortex, a figure grew from small to large, and in the blink of an eye it was already a body of thousands of feet spread out from left to right.
This is a huge bird, its appearance is like a phoenix, its feathers are clean and bright, white with green, green with purple. Under the bright skylight, it exudes a dazzling light, which is extraordinary and holy.
"How is that possible?"
When the heavenly soldiers guarding the nearby Heavenly Palace saw this, they all turned pale with horror.
"The divine bird Qingluan! Why does it appear here?"
"Look, there's someone on Qingluan!"
The reminder sound just came out, and before anyone could take a closer look, Qingluan suddenly disappeared!
At this moment, under the Yingtian Temple, most of the venerables have disappeared. I don’t know if they have returned to their respective heavenly palaces, or if they have other important matters, they have left the Nine Heavens.
Tianzun was sitting on a high seat as usual, staring at the phantom map of mountains and seas in front of him, tapping the handrails with his fingertips, as if he was thinking about how to arrange his troops in the picture.
At this moment, he frowned and looked ahead.
At the same time, the green light and shadow showed in front, and Qingluan, who had only appeared at the border a moment ago, arrived in front of the Yingtian Temple thousands of miles away in an instant.
Tianzun ignored Qingluan, stared straight at a scholar on Qingluan's back, and said contemptuously: "Tianwai Academy dress, hum, you are late, I have great magical powers, even if Chen Daotu comes, I will not be afraid ."
The scholar on Qingluan is as beautiful as jade, and his white clothes are fluttering. If you don't look closely, it is difficult to tell whether he is a man or a woman.
This person is Xie Yuji, a scholar from Tianwai Academy who had a relationship with Zhang Tianliu both in reality and in the mirror.
Xie Yuji held a book in his hand, lowered his head to turn a page, put a blade of grass in, then closed the book, raised his head and smiled: "Maybe, maybe it's just the right time."
Tianzun glanced at the venerable generals who did not dare to move. He did not need to look at the people in the nearby heavenly palace. He also knew that these people would never rush out to capture this person like before. He knew that Xie Yu had planned What do you mean?
He broke his heart, so his former subordinates no longer have any loyalty at all.
"I can suppress people to rise, and I can also suppress people to die. There are many people who can replace them."
When Tianzun stood up and waved his hand to disperse the mountains and seas, it seemed that the power was too strong, and dense cracks appeared in the void swept by the cuffs, which could not be recovered for a long time.
It's not that he can't move freely, but it's a shock!
However, Xie Yuji just relaxed and put the book in his sleeve, took out a gold page from his sleeve and unfolded it: "The order from Jingtian is here, Tailing Yuanyan, listen to the order."
"Hahaha!" Tianzun said with a smile: "Now that things have happened, these stubborn old guys still dare to use the Jingtian Order to suppress me. Huh, go back and tell them that destiny is always taken by those who can, and they enjoy it. A million or even tens of millions of years are not enough! Are you willing to serve these old beasts for the rest of your life?"
Xie Yuji said as usual: "I don't know where my destiny is, and I don't know where the stinky feet you mentioned are. My world is very small. I can only allow myself to listen to the wind, admire the moon, play the piano and sing loudly. Others' stinky feet are like stepping on them. , maybe I will be like you, but such a thing did not happen, so I cannot understand your resentment."
"Then what are you doing here!" Tianzun asked.
Xie Yuji said: "My small world depends on the Great Thousand. If you intend to destroy the Great Thousand, you will destroy me."
"Hahaha! In the final analysis, it's just a lackey's words. No matter what, my broken path has not really opened up yet. Today, I will use your life to warn those old guys that my fate is not something they can control!"
Tianzun's figure moved and appeared in front of Qingluan in an instant. A simple punch seemed to contain endless power.
The Qingluan will turn into an overwhelming green fire in an instant, and the loud phoenix cry will then sound, stirring up the entire Nine Heavens.
Xie Yuji hung above the green fire, overlooking the approaching figure of Tianzun.
He stretched out his hand, and a drop of ink dripped from his fingertips like blood.
The moment the ink left the fingertips, a layer of illusory ripples appeared in the void. In an instant, the day turned into night, and everything in front of Tianzun was replaced by darkness.
Tianzun sneered and punched, the darkness was shattering like broken glass, and the fragments of darkness were floating between the sky and the earth like flying snowflakes.
" , the sound of rushing waves and the sound of the breeze blowing through the mountains and forests echoed beautifully in Tianzun's ears.
In the Seventy-Two Heavenly Palace, everyone who witnessed this scene through the window fell into a state of confusion.
This mountain and this river do not have any real energy. It can be seen that it is not a magical illusion, but more like a real presentation. There is only one kind of person who can do this, Yuan Sheng!
Isn’t there only one Yuansheng in Tianwai Academy, the master of the academy, Chen Daotu, who can write about life and death with a pen?
Suddenly, the roar of the waves crashed on the shore, and the sound of the flood breaking the embankment awakened everyone who was guessing, and they saw that the turbulent current was about to involve Tianzun in it.
With one punch from Tianzun, everything was shattered.
However, the current is endless, like the inexhaustible boundless sea water. Tianzun appears to be a small boat in the vast sea, isolated and helpless.
"It's a small trick." Tianzun sneered and suddenly transformed into thousands of fighting streams.
The turbulent current collapsed layer by layer under thousands of Dao-breaking fists.
"It's a very overbearing way, but unfortunately, the pattern is too small. After all, it is a personal way, how can it compete with the natural way."
After Xie Yuji made a comment, he waved his sleeve again, and the crushed ink marks quickly described another scene around Tianzun.
Thick ink-like billowing dark clouds covered the entire Nine Heavens, and the Seventy-two Heavenly Palaces were held up by the dark earth like a landing.
"There will be calamities in the five directions, thunder and fire from heaven and earth."
As Xie Yuji finished speaking, white light shone in the clouds, and fine or sparkling white arcs kept beating. The dark earth also began to shake, and white flames like magma spurted out from the cracked gaps.
"Is this...is this true or false?" A guard of the Heavenly Palace looked at the white lava spewing next to the palace bricks. He felt the heat, but could not feel the fluctuation of true energy.
I’m not curious enough to give it a try.
Just kidding.
The ink painting that even Tianzun needs to break the path shows that it can hurt Tianzun. Who dares to try it?
Although they were aware of the danger, they did not notice that the sprayed magma finally began to fall. When some of the immortal soldiers who were avoiding it were dripped onto their bodies, they immediately let out heart-rending screams.
Then, the Immortal Soldier who was not hit by the drops was so confused that he forgot to avoid the lava because he was watching the screaming Immortal Soldier. As a result, a lot of black and white mixture and ink were dripped on his body. As a result, nothing happened.
The screaming immortal soldier seemed to have realized something. He no longer looked crazy. Instead, he blushed, touched the ink on his body, and looked at the person watching him blankly.
He was so frightened that he mistook the harmless ink for real magma burning his body.
Is it because they are too strong?
Real magma can no longer harm them, so it is impossible for this ink-transformed magma to harm them?
While they were wondering, a muffled groan sounded in the middle of the battle, which immediately attracted everyone's attention. Everyone was shocked at this sight.
Tianzun was unable to avoid it, and his arm was scratched by a blast of lava. In just this moment, the side of his right arm was scorched black.
"How is that possible?"
It would be fine if it fell on the Immortal Soldier, but it would be fatal to the Heavenly Lord!
This magical power is incredible!