Terran Guardian - Chapter 3068

Chapter 3051 Qingxuan Holy Land

The terrifying fluctuations came from the chaos, causing many immortal realms to tremble.

Shen Changqing looked at the battle in the chaos, and the terrifying power made his eyes sting.

“Blood-colored Immortal Coffin… Three Tribulations Half Saint!”

His expression was solemn.

No matter what kind of existence they were, he could not deal with them.

Now.

Through the words of the Taoist, Shen Changqing also understood that the so-called ancient battlefield was actually the burial place of a long-lived family.

The one buried in this blood-colored immortal coffin was a half-sage of longevity.

But at this moment.

The blood-colored immortal coffin suddenly opened, and a pale hand without any blood stretched out from the immortal coffin and grabbed the Taoist.

In an instant, the layers of void collapsed and shattered, and all the sword energy now dissipated directly. The Taoist seemed to have seen something terrible, and a look of horror appeared on his originally disdainful face.

“No… You are not–!!!”

Before the Taoist finished speaking, his body was grabbed by a big hand, and then squeezed hard. The body of the three-tribulation semi-saint exploded instantly, and a large amount of flesh and blood gathered towards the blood-colored coffin like a torrent.

“…”

When all the cultivators saw this scene, their expressions became dull. Then, when they looked at the blood-colored coffin, unspeakable fear suddenly appeared on their faces.

What did they see?

A semi-saint of immortality was directly crushed to death! ?

At this moment.

The blood-colored coffin shook, and the terrifying Tao rhyme crushed the chaos. Many cultivators who were close to it did not have time to react, and saw their flesh exploded, and a large amount of blood gathered towards the coffin.

Killing!

Suddenly unfolded–

“Run away!!”

“What the hell is this thing! !?”

“No… Don’t kill me!!!”

Many cultivators’ souls were surging, and they immediately scrambled to escape. The blood-colored coffin suppressed the chaos, and one cultivator after another died.

Even the strong men in the realm of the Immortal Emperor are now as weak as ants, and they can’t resist the bloody immortal coffin at all.

It’s unknown how long this killing lasted. The bloody immortal coffin suddenly tore the void, and then disappeared in the chaos.

——In

the Holy Land of Heavenly Demons.

Shen Changqing is now silent.

The scene he just saw was a big shock to him.

If the bloody immortal coffin slaughtered other immortal emperors, it was not too shocking, then the other party killed a three-tribulation semi-saint with one hand, which was a bit incredible.

“What kind of existence is that, which can directly wipe out a three-tribulation semi-saint!”

Shen Changqing was shocked. That kind of existence was beyond his cognition. Even the Seven Mysterious God Tower could not capture the other party’s breath.

You know.

The Seven Mysterious God Tower can capture the breath of all living beings.

So far.

This is the first time Shen Changqing has found an existence whose breath the Seven Mysterious God Tower cannot capture.

“Such an existence, I’m afraid that the nine-tribulation semi-saint in the destiny restricted area may not be the opponent.”

Shen Changqing shook his head.

The water of the upper world.

As deep as ever.

But now the ancient battlefield is broken, the bloody fairy coffin slaughters everything, and those cultivators who entered the ancient battlefield are estimated to have died.

But so far, Shen Changqing has not noticed Gu Zhou’s death.

As the only fairy emperor in the current Tianyao Holy Land, if he dies, there will definitely be strange phenomena in the Holy Land.

But now the fortune of the Holy Land has not been shaken too much, indicating that Gu Zhou is not dead.

“This deputy saint is not simple!”

Shen Changqing thought, and then retracted his gaze.

A chaotic battle.

A three-tribulation half-saint fell.

Although he didn’t know the origin of the three-tribulation half-saint, he also understood that the next Shenfeng State would definitely not be peaceful.

Not to mention Shenfeng State.

Maybe the entire upper world will be in turmoil.

After all, how can a being who can easily kill a three-tribulation half-saint be simple.

In the next few days.

Shen Changqing stayed in the Heavenly Demon Holy Land. Now, most of the soul lamps of the many holy land monks who entered the ancient battlefield were extinguished, and only a few soul lamps remained intact.

At this time,

Gu Zhou, Yan Wuxiang and the other two holy land elders all returned from the chaos.

Their return shocked the Heavenly Demon Holy Land.

Shen Changqing summoned Gu Zhou and other high-level officials of the holy land to inquire about the specific situation.

“To be honest, if it weren’t for Deputy Saint Gu, we would have fallen in the ancient battlefield!”

Yan Wuxiang smiled bitterly, and looked at Gu Zhou with a little more gratitude.

Although the two had a lot of grievances in the past, Gu Zhou helped him at a critical moment, which was enough for the two to put aside their past grudges.

The other two elders also nodded in agreement.

From Yan Wuxiang’s words, Shen Changqing finally understood the ins and outs of the matter.

After many high-ranking officials from the holy land entered the ancient battlefield, Gu Zhou left the group and went deep into the ancient battlefield alone, while Yan Wuxiang and other ancient immortals acted together.

However, there are many taboos in the ancient battlefield, and the ancient immortals will die on the spot if they are not careful.

When an elder touched the taboo of the battlefield, Gu Zhou suddenly appeared and took Yan Wuxiang and others away from the ancient battlefield.

Then,

the three-tribulation half-saint appeared and blew up the entire ancient battlefield.

Shen Changqing looked at Gu Zhou, who smiled bitterly and said: “To be honest with the Holy Lord, I got some opportunities in my early years and was able to predict good and bad luck at certain times.”

“So that’s it.

Shen Changqing nodded, and he was not surprised by this answer.

From the beginning, Shen Changqing suspected that Gu Zhou was not simple.

Now the other party’s words undoubtedly confirmed some of his guesses.

The means to predict good and bad fortune are rare, needless to say, but Shen Changqing just said it casually and didn’t mean to ask further.

Seeing this,

Gu Zhou also secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

He didn’t want to reveal his chance, but at that time, he couldn’t afford to hesitate too much.

So.

Gu Zhou took Yan Wuxiang and other surviving high-level officials of the Holy Land to leave the ancient battlefield.

He did this because he had a premonition that his secret might be exposed. Now that Shen Changqing didn’t continue to ask, it meant that the other party had no intention of coveting his chance.

“Do you know anything about that ancient battlefield?”

Shen Changqing changed the topic.

Gu Zhou and others looked at each other and shook their heads.

“The origin of that ancient battlefield is mysterious. I’m afraid it must have existed for a very long time, but I know very little about the details!”

Gu Zhou smiled helplessly.

This answer.

It was as expected by Shen Changqing.

He just asked casually and didn’t really think that he could know the answer from the other party.

“The ancient battlefield was blown up, and the bloody fairy coffin disappeared without a trace. You can check the origin of the fallen immortal semi-saint!”

At the end, Shen Changqing said another sentence.

A half-saint of immortality fell in front of him. Although Shen Changqing didn’t want to care about this matter, he had to at least find out the identity and origin of the other party.

Hearing this,

Gu Zhou and other high-level officials of the holy land nodded.

Similarly,

they were also quite curious about the origin of the half-saint of immortality.

——Shenyang

Domain.

In the Qingxuan Holy Land.

Suddenly,

a blood-colored fairy coffin descended from the nine heavens, and the terrifying Dao rhyme collapsed the sky. Many cultivators in the huge Qingxuan Holy Land didn’t even have time to react, and were directly killed on the spot under this Dao rhyme.

Then

, a formation rose above the holy land, but in less than a breath, this formation had collapsed.

The next moment,

an equally terrifying breath burst out in the Qingxuan Holy Land. The powerful force made the world suddenly dark, and the surrounding space was shattered and annihilated. A sky-supporting Dharma image was born from the avenue, and the eyes looking at the blood-colored fairy coffin were cold.

“Which cultivator dares to be so presumptuous in my Qingxuan Holy Land!!!” As soon as

the words fell,

the world was surging.

All the great ways seemed to be subservient to it.

In an instant,

many ancient eyes from all sides of the Shenyang Region looked towards the direction of the Qingxuan Holy Land. When they saw the majestic Dharma image, they were all a little shocked.

“He is the Li Yuan Ancestor of the Qingxuan Holy Land!”

“Is he not dead yet?!”

“I thought that the Qingxuan Holy Land Ancestor had already fallen in the Heavenly Dao Divine Tribulation, but now it seems that this is not the case!”

“What is the origin of the blood-colored fairy coffin, and why did it attack the Qingxuan Holy Land–“

Many powerful people’s thoughts intertwined, and some who recognized the identity of the Dharma image were even more shocked in their hearts.

Ancestor Li Yuan!

That is an extremely ancient existence in the Qingxuan Holy Land.

Since a long time ago, this person has disappeared, and many ancient beings thought that this person had fallen.

But now they see that

this person is still alive.

However,

compared to the appearance of Ancestor Li Yuan, they are more curious about the origin of the blood-colored fairy coffin.

But soon,

an ancient strongman learned something, and looked at the blood-colored fairy coffin with shock and a bit of weirdness.

“Not only did they kill the three-tribulation half-saint of Qingxuan Holy Land, but now they are coming directly to the door. The blood-colored fairy coffin… I have never heard of it!!”

Just as they were secretly guessing, the blood-colored fairy coffin was already descending from the sky above Qingxuan Holy Land, causing the huge fairyland to tremble, and the world-destroying power was like a tide flooding the entire Qingxuan Holy Land.

Seeing this,

Patriarch Li Yuan was furious.

I saw the other party stretch out his right hand, and the five fingers seemed to contain the power of supreme chaos. The rules of the avenue wailed, wanting to suppress the blood-colored fairy coffin directly.

But when Patriarch Li Yuan grabbed the blood-colored fairy coffin with his palm, his face changed slightly.

Then,

the blood-colored fairy coffin was shaken.

The palm formed by the power of the avenue exploded in an instant.

“How dare you!”

Patriarch Li Yuan laughed in anger, and then took a step forward. Behind his Dharma image, there were three thousand great ways across the heaven and earth, and a vast and boundless shadow of the universe appeared in the void.

Then Patriarch Li Yuan blasted out with a palm, defeating many Dao rhymes, and finally landed heavily on the blood-colored fairy coffin.

In this angry blow, he did not hold back at all.

But the expected scene of the fairy coffin exploding did not appear. The extremely terrifying power fell on the blood-colored fairy coffin and disappeared in an instant.

Seeing this scene, Patriarch Li Yuan’s face changed immediately.

But at this moment, the lid of the blood-colored fairy coffin moved, and a pale palm had already reached out from it.