I just want to practice horizontally - Chapter 234

[Chapter 234 Chapter 222 Peeping]

Time passes day by day.

The war between the two worlds never stopped, and there was no time to breathe.

But even those great masters in the restricted area have not yet been unblocked.

Gradually.

Xuanhuang Great World also began to show a trend of losing ground.

The reason why they have been able to persist for so long.

It mainly relies on the humane emperor soldiers left behind by the immortal emperors.

The Immortal King burned his life, relying on the power of the imperial soldiers to compete with the Zhongqian Lord in the restricted area and suppress the Xiaoqian Lord.

But the Immortal King is a living creature. How many monks can produce a world overlord? How can it withstand such consumption?

As the battle became more intense.

Gradually, even some old monsters and immortal kings who were originally hidden in the Three Thousand States realm joined the battle in the restricted area, but they still could not make up for the gap in the high-level combat power of Xuanhuang World.

Every day that passes, this gap continues to expand, and it will not be long before it completely collapses.

But even if they know the outcome, the creatures in the Xuanhuang World still rush to the battlefield one after another. Even if there is only one person left in the battle, they will never take a step back!

In this way, Xuanhuang spent another half month in the darkness.

this day.

Jiang Wuye and the others arrived at the restricted area of Han Prison where Yaochi Holy Land was stationed.

Outside the restricted area, an ancient sacred mountain surrounded by nebulae stands. Immortal light shines infinitely on the universe, spraying out the essence of life all the time. The ancient sacred aura is very rich.

This is the mountain gate of the ancestral land of the Yaochi Holy Land. In order to cope with the war, it was moved outside the restricted area shortly after the war. Hundreds of millions of hidden resources were opened, and massive resources were put into the battlefield every day.

Now, even this giant force with the inheritance of the Immortal Emperor is gradually unable to hold on.

Except for some core assets that have not yet been used, it can be said that every plant and tree is regarded as a war resource by them and is being consumed rapidly.

“Boy, when are you going to do it?”

In the hidden space and time, Calabash Boy watched the massive resources flowing out of the Yaochi Holy Land, grinning in distress, feeling impatient to wait.

“Wait!”

Jiang Wuye crossed his arms and looked in the direction of Yaochi Holy Land. In the sacred mountain, he felt the faint aura of the Zhongqian Lord.

Obviously, in order to guard against him, all the major holy places have left their top combat forces behind to avoid being attacked from both sides.

Although the current Jiang Wuye could kill the Xiaoqian Master at full strength, Zhongqian Master didn’t have much confidence after he killed the Heavenly Thunder King and made a comparison.

Because at that level, the strength of each level can be said to be completely different, and it is basically impossible to fight across levels.

In the realm of domination, the former Dao foundation has turned into the root of the world, anchoring the earth, fire, water and wind, creating the world.

The world inside the body is no longer in a state of chaos, but is like the outside world, with the birth of stars, laws and order, and life civilization. It can be called the realm of the Creator.

In this realm, not only does it have the power to create and destroy the world, but it can also use its own world to leverage the power of the heavens into killing. The bigger the inner world, the stronger the strength. Therefore, there are small thousand, middle thousand, and big thousand. difference.

How big is the Little Thousand World?

This can be described by the level of the cosmic body system that Jiang Wuye knew in his previous life.

For example, the Heavenly Thunder King who was instantly killed by Jiang Wuye was the best among the Xiao Qian Masters.

Although the world inside its body is a vast continent, its size is no less than that of a galaxy group composed of dozens of Milky Way-level celestial systems.

Of course, if you describe it this way, you may think that a thousand masters are nothing, and the world they create is as big as a galaxy group.

But don’t forget.

This world that dominates is not a mortal world!

Every basic particle and dust in it is the crystallization of the master’s Taoism. If you just take a piece of grass and throw it into the world, it will be a peerless weapon. It can be imagined how powerful the master sitting on the entire world is. horrible.

After the Small Thousand Lords, the Zhongqian Lords are even more terrifying. The main world in the body is no less than a super galaxy cluster, and the secondary worlds are surrounded by three thousand Small Thousand Worlds. They can easily kill a large number of Small Thousand Lords in an instant!

As for the Great Thousand Lord, the size of the world within his body is no less than or even larger than the largest celestial body system in the universe. There are also secondary three thousand middle thousand worlds and hundreds of millions of small thousand worlds, which can be said to be in another realm. exist.

It is precisely because he understands how big the power gap between masters is.

Jiang Wuye did not choose to go directly to Hard Steel to guard the top Immortal King who was at the level of a thousand rulers in the Yaochi Holy Land.

However, he was not in a hurry.

The battle between the two parties in the restricted area became increasingly fierce. Xuanhuang, on the one hand, was at the end of his rope against the numerous Zhongqian Lords.

He did not believe that the supreme Immortal King in the Yaochi Holy Land could completely ignore the life and death of the Xuanhuang camp in the restricted area just to defend him.

Once the top combat power of the Xuanhuang side in the Han Prison restricted area cannot withstand the master of the Holy Domain, the top Immortal King will definitely take action, and then their chance will come.

“How long will you have to sleep that bitch?”

While waiting, Calabash Boy had nothing to say, and was very dissatisfied that Ye Anchen had been sleeping in Jiang Wuye’s body since he was rescued by them.

“I don’t know, but I guess I won’t wake up in the short term.”

Jiang Wuye shook his head, with a worried look in his eyes.

When he penetrated his body with his soul, he saw Ye Anchen sleeping in a sea of essence and blood in an orifice. His pores were constantly absorbing his essence and blood, as if he was fighting against some mysterious force.

Jiang Wuye knew that this was the cursed power of the stranger.

He asked Ye Anchen.

According to Ye Anchen, this curse was planted by the old gods in the ancient heaven era on the alien race.

Coffin-carrying people are born without a true self, and their souls and will are completely controlled by the coffin they carry.

Corpse collectors pass down the line from generation to generation. No matter how many children they give birth to, only one will survive in the end, and they must be conceived together with the Muye people. This is a physical curse.

As for the Muye people.

Although they practice the way of the soul, the irony is that they are also cursed by the soul.

After adulthood, the Shepherd’s soul will continue to wither and dissipate, which is why Ye Anchen always looks drowsy.

The solution is the corpse collector’s blood essence, but the blood essence can only temporarily suspend the power of the curse. To completely solve it, both parties need to have s*x.

It is precisely because of the existence of these curses that the alien clan, which was once like a nightmare to the ancient heaven, gradually declined. Now, it has almost been forgotten by the times.

But the main reason for the decline of the aliens was that all the first generation of aliens were killed in battle, and the inheritance of Taoism was lost, which made it extremely difficult for future generations of aliens to be born with great abilities.

The reason why Ye Anchen was so determined to come to Daluo Shenxu was because the complete inheritance of the Muye people existed in Kunpeng’s tomb.

As long as the missing parts of the Mu Ye Dao Dharma inheritance are made up and there is a complete path to transcendence, the Mu Ye’s curse will naturally be broken without any attack.

As for why Jiang Wuye’s essence and blood could delay the curse of the Muye people, he guessed that it was probably related to the power of Emperor Sha God’s Desolate Bones.

This thing is inextricably linked to Ancient Heaven.

Jiang Wuye clearly remembered what Sun Wukong said when he met him in the endless purgatory: You are indeed alive, we did not lose!

From this sentence, it is not difficult to see that the master behind the Emperor Evil God’s Desolate Bones was definitely a supreme being who could influence the outcome of both sides in the Open Sky Era.

Or maybe…

it’s not a person, but something?

But no matter what, the Desolate Bones of Emperor Sha Shen are undoubtedly a vital treasure to Honghuang.

It is not surprising that the essence and blood born under the influence of such a treasure can delay the power of the stranger’s curse.

“Sleep peacefully. I, Jiang Wuye, owe you what I will never forget. No matter how vicious the Tomb of the Ya Sheng is, I will accompany you to the end!”

Jiang Wuye murmured to himself as he stared at Ye Anchen’s fairy-like appearance.

He doesn’t like to owe others anything, and he’s not a white-eyed wolf. Since he agreed to Ye Anchen, he will naturally do his best to do it.

And perhaps after hearing Jiang Wuye’s promise, Ye Anchen, who was sleeping in the sea of essence and blood, relaxed his frown slightly, and a sweet smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, which was so beautiful.

“Boy, don’t look at it. That stinky woman is just ordinary. What’s so interesting about her?”

Seeing that Jiang Wuye didn’t come back to his senses for a long time, Calabash Boy couldn’t help but curled his lips, and then coquettishly swung his ponytails and lifted his chest. The big steamed bun said seductively with his charming eyes: “Bring me a World Medicine, Master Hu will show you all you want.”

“Fuck you!”

Jiang Wuye came back to his senses, was stunned for a moment, and then slapped him Calabash Mantou was so excited that he cursed angrily: “If you ever show off your coquettishness in front of me again, you’re disgusting. Be careful of my big-eared cock beating you! Also, make that thing smaller and keep it dangling around all day long.

You No matter how embarrassed I am, I’m ashamed!”

“Woo~”

Calabash Baby rubbed the recovered muscle tissue, and like a bullied little daughter-in-law, she cried miserably: “When you want someone else, Xiaotiantian, when you don’t want them, just do it. Disgusting person, how could I do this to you…”

“Ahem, just kidding, let’s liven up the atmosphere.”

But when she saw Jiang Wuye’s cold eyes, she immediately stopped crying, feeling embarrassed smiled.

Seeing that Calabash Baby is honest.

The murderous aura in Jiang Wuye’s eyes receded, and he closed his eyes to calm down and recuperate. At the same time, he always paid attention to the movements of the Immortal King in the Yaochi Holy Land.

Whether he can complete the next change of Zhou Tian’s Bear Demon Body Casting Technique in advance depends on this vote.

A holy place that has been passed down for countless years, even if it is almost bankrupt due to war, there must still be some core resources remaining.

Jiang Wuye believed that he would definitely get a satisfactory result from this trip.

Emperor Tian pays off his conscientious people.

After Jiang Wuye and Calabash Baby waited quietly for three days, the time finally came!

“Ancestor, there has been a change in the war zone. The leader has died in the battle. If there is no Immortal King Juedian to fill the gap, our defense line will collapse soon!” Cries rang out

in front of a cave in the ancestral land of Yaochi Holy Land.

A Yaochi disciple covered in blood and with broken armor kept kowtowing, praying for his ancestor to come out of seclusion.

“Alas, have we reached this point…”

An old sigh sounded, and an old man with childish face and heavy hair came out. One moment, he was still in the ancestral land, and the next moment he disappeared into the transmission channel.

Buzz!

After the old man disappeared, a layer of ethereal mist suddenly rose around the sacred mountain, covering the entire holy land.

As an Immortal Emperor, how could the Yaochi Holy Land have no backup to guard the Holy Land after the Immortal King Juedian left.

The sky-covering fog formation is the mountain-protecting formation of the Yaochi Holy Land. It was personally arranged by the first Immortal Emperor of the Yaochi Holy Land.

There was another Immortal Emperor coming out of the Yao Chi behind to bless him. Now, his power has reached an extremely terrifying level. Time and space overlap within it, and there are many killing patterns. If the Immortal King of the Supreme Immortal King breaks in, he will be trapped and die. in!

Because of this, the Supreme Immortal King who stayed behind in Yaochi stepped into the war zone without hesitation.

He believed that with the formations blessed by each Immortal Emperor, he was enough to stop the Dark Immortal King who ran out and disappeared.

However, he never imagined that this so-called fog-covering formation was completely useless to Jiang Wuye!

After reaching the ninth level alone.

Jiang Wuye’s knowledge of time and space is no less than that of the Supreme Master. At a glance, he can find every loophole in the fog-covering formation, which is no different from entering the back garden.

“Let’s go!”

Jiang Wuye saw in his eyes that the aura of the Supreme Immortal King had completely disappeared. He no longer hesitated. He pulled the calabash baby and escaped into a deeper space. In a few steps, he arrived in front of the main formation of the Yaochi Holy Land. .

During the process, even the few Immortal Kings who stayed behind in the Yaochi Holy Land and were comparable to the masters of Xiao Qian did not notice anything strange.

Jiang Wuye stood in front of the formation, with silver light flowing in his eyes, and the order of time and space penetrated reality and reality. Space mazes in the fog, and killing patterns flashed before his eyes like a horse. The huge computing power was running, and in an instant he was in front of him. A complete array diagram is compiled in the brain.

The way to survive gradually became a thread. In a few blinks of an eye, he cracked the sky-shrouding fog formation blessed by generations of immortal emperors and stepped in without hesitation.

(End of chapter)