Chapter 202 Altar
Ling Qian, with blurred eyes, walked into the treasure house, and then, under inexplicable guidance, picked up a piece of the original object that exudes the avenue of stars.
After leaving the treasure house, his eyes regained clarity, and he looked at the original object of the Avenue of Stars in his hand suspiciously.
"Did you get confused during the refining practice recently?"
Ling Qian walked into the Artifact Refining Hall without thinking too much.
Half a month later, Ling Qian came to the Sutra Pavilion with a star-like bead shining like a billiard ball.
"Master, the origin of the Avenue of Stars has been refined. According to your request, the origin of the Avenue of Stars will be easier for you to absorb." Lingqian said respectfully.
Xu Feng sat cross-legged in the Sutra Pavilion, with countless phantoms of small swords spinning around him.
"I know, put it here, I will take it away when I leave." Xu Feng said.
"As ordered."
The phantom swords around him began to evolve into one kind of kendo formation after another.
Until the last set of Great Five Elements Sword Formation was completed, Xu Feng slowly opened his eyes.
"Although the divine mind avatar cannot be cultivated, it is still possible to evolve the sword array here."
Xu Feng looked at the original spiritual object of the Avenue of Stars refined by Ling Qian.
A virtual galaxy is there, and the original spirit of the Avenue of Stars is suspended around it.
For some reason, when Xu Feng saw this original spiritual object, he suddenly felt a sense of fate.
Although there is only such a trace, it gives Xu Feng an extremely real feeling.
"Fate, does my fate have something to do with this original spiritual thing?"
After Xu Feng finished speaking, he took the original object and left the world of mountains and seas.
In the practice room, Xu Feng felt the breath of the Avenue of Stars emanating from this original spiritual object, and nodded in satisfaction.
"This one is enough for me to step into the fairy gate."
At this time, Xu Feng suddenly felt a little envious of those who had no resources.
Those people have worked hard to obtain the resources they dream of, the extremely precious cultivation. In this process, he can experience the happiness of hard work.
And he doesn't have this feeling at all, the only feeling he can have is that his consumption of resources is a bit slow.
In the compound of the dean, in a small missionary field.
The strong avenue of stars diffused throughout the dojo.
A three-foot-high phantom figure condensed by starlight sits in it, and Xu Feng is in the center of this phantom.
A faint phantom of the Milky Way traverses the preaching dojo, exuding an inexplicable aura, which merges into Xu Feng's body.
As Xu Feng breathed in and out, the phantom of the Milky Way flickered.
At this time, in an area of uncertain cause and effect in the world of mountains and seas, an old voice sounded.
"Did you sense it?"
"No, don't try too often in the future." Another voice sounded as if it had experienced the birth, destruction and changes of countless worlds
"After a while, the old guy of the human race will wake up, I really don't want to be reconciled!"
"so what."
The conversation ended, and this area of undetermined cause and effect fell into peace again.
Kun Xujie, in the frontline battlefield of the human race.
A sky-reaching giant blade swept across the entire battlefield, killing all the ghosts in a large area.
But they were soon replaced by ghosts from the rear.
At this time, the ghost race is like an endless ocean wave, wave after wave hitting the front line of the human race.
The sky-reaching giant blade that looked like a thousand feet above cut down again.
On the sky-reaching giant blade, a human fairy is fully controlling it.
In a place that can't be seen in the upper sky, the immortal kings and emperors are facing each other here.
Another battle on the front line of the human race started.
However, at this time, in the battlefield in charge of the Immortal Territory of Absolute Beginning, the battle of the lower Jinxian level has an absolute advantage.
The number of Jinxian-level powerhouses in each fairy city is half as much as before.
Some fairy cities can even spare golden immortals to form battle formations to strangle Daluo-level ghosts.
Several human immortal emperors inspected several front-line battlefields. Seeing the situation of the front-line fairy city in charge of the Absolute Beginning Immortal Territory, there was envy in their eyes.
"Is the ghost clan trying to empty out the entire monster clan's original world?"
"If this continues, the front line will shrink again." A human fairy emperor looked very ugly.
"Persevere, when the ghost clan officially fights with the dragon clan and the Ming **** clan, our side will be much easier." Another human fairy emperor said.
At this moment, three huge auras suddenly pressed on the front line of the human race.
"Here again! One must be left today!" The remaining human immortal emperor was angry.
The battle on the front line of the human race became more and more intense, and at this time Xiao Junyi, the holy son of the Holy Land of Absolute Beginning in a secret place, was looking at his most respected master.
"Master, you are injured!" Xiao Junyi said in disbelief.
The phantom on the formation was slightly pale, and the aura fluctuated up and down.
"Ambush by the powerhouses of the Guang clan and the Celestial clan on the ancient road in the starry sky."
"Now I have exhausted the divine source of elixir, and I am cultivating in a secret place on the ancient starry sky road. I am afraid I will not be able to go back in ten thousand years." The originally calm voice brought a little ups and downs.
Hearing this, Xiao Junyi's face turned pale.
"Master, come back, don't go to the ancient starry sky road anymore!" Xiao Junyi couldn't help but said.
"Stupid child, when you reach my state, you will understand that it is a shame to be suppressed by the heavens of the worlds and live in the original world."
"I can rest assured that Wan Gang is here in the human race."
The phantom on the magic circle began to blur, and finally disappeared.
Xiao Junyi looked at the magic circle connecting the ancient road of stars and remained silent for a long time.
The war in the Kunxu Realm is still going on, and the ghost race below the Jinxian level has hit the front line of the human race one after another.
The human strongmen defending in front have changed twice, but the attack of the ghosts remains unabated.
The complexion of the strong human race sitting in the rear changed.
"No, the ghost clan must be planning something. What are the people who detect the intelligence in front of them doing?" A human immortal emperor felt that something was wrong.
At this moment, a piece of news spread throughout the human race.
"The ghost clan is now sacrificing the original world of the monster clan, we must stop it!"
In an instant, except for the immortal emperor guarding the front line, the remaining three clans of immortal emperors moved in unison, heading in the direction of the original world of the monster clan, and went away through the air.
The master of Tiangang Xianmen, gritted his teeth looking at the direction of the original realm of the monster race in the distance.
"Damn, we must kill the ghosts when the time comes!"
Connect to the weak space in the original world of the monster race.
A huge altar covering thousands of miles is located above.
Digital ghost clan immortal emperors were on the altar, pulling the original realm of the monster clan into the Kunxu realm bit by bit.
The master of the ghost clan looked excitedly at the original realm of the ghost clan that had already been half fused.
"As long as the original world of the monster race merges, it will receive the feedback of the will of heaven."
"Our ghost clan will be able to annex the human, spirit, and Cangmu clans."
The lord of the ghost clan looked in the direction of the three clans' immortal emperors, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised.
"I want to stop it, it's over."
In an instant, the immortal emperor of the ghost race who was guarding around the altar was empowered by a kind of heaven and earth power, and the aura he exuded became even greater.
"Come on, leave you all here when the time comes!"
The lord of the ghost clan felt the mighty power of heaven and earth blessed by himself, and looked in the direction where the immortal emperors of the three clans came from, his eyes became more and more cold.
At this moment, the coercion of several immortal emperors descended from the sky.
In the sky, palms, fists, or innate spirit treasures poured down on the magic circle.
Facing so many attacks, a big ghost hand appeared under the magic circle, easily blocking all the attacks.
"The immortal emperor of the three clans, die!"
The gloomy tone and the unpredictable aura made many immortal emperors of the three clans who came here feel a little uncomfortable.
A gigantic ghost hand appeared in the sky, and it directly penetrated into the void and pulled out a fairy emperor of the spirit race.
"It's a pity that it's not a human race, but it doesn't matter."
The giant hand of the ghost clan lightly squeezed it, and the body of the fairy emperor of the spirit clan collapsed, and the true spirit escaped into the long river of time.
Seeing this, the faces of all the immortal emperors changed drastically.
"Invincible!"
"Destruction of the altar is the main thing!"
In an instant, hundreds of thousands of miles around turned into chaos.
The Immortal Emperor War started.
At this time, the entire altar has sacrificed 60% of the origin of the original world of the monster race. As long as the remaining 40% is fully sacrificed, the entire original world of the monster race will return to the Kunxu world.
A golden body of a chaotic giant, the hard-topped master of the ghost race finally rushed a hundred miles away from the altar.
"Destroy me!"
In the deepest part of the sky, a divine thunder fell and attached to a chaotic golden giant.
He punched the altar with all his strength.
This punch is like the shattering of countless space worlds, just like reincarnation.
"boom!"
The master of the ghost clan in armor blocked the front, and took three steps back after receiving the punch.
"You bastard, I really want to tear you apart with my own hands."
A berserk breath emerged from the chaotic golden giant.
Then the entire giant's combat power was more than doubled, and it directly pushed away the ghost master with another punch.
"Boom!" Wan Gang, the master of Tiangang Xianmen Sect, punched the altar with all his strength.
Suddenly, the earth with a radius of ten thousand miles trembled.
A crack appeared in the altar, but it was repaired by the ghost clan immortal emperor in the big formation in an instant.
"You think I'm defenseless."
A strange energy instantly chaotic golden body giant, and in an instant, countless strange energy entered Wan Gang's body.
"ah!"
Wan Gang roared, and finally a set of heavy armor appeared on his body.
A pair of innate Lingbao-level gloves were put on Wan Gang's hands, and he punched him.
A giant blade connecting the sky and the earth appeared in the sky, locking on the master of the ghost clan.
Tree vines drilled out of the ground again, wrapping around the seal towards the master of the ghost clan.
An extremely powerful Immortal Emperor-level puppet appeared above the altar, holding a giant sword with a length of 10,000 zhang and slashed towards the altar below.
Under these multiple attacks, the lord of the ghost clan raised his eyebrows slightly, his body turned into nothingness, escaped several attacks and merged into the altar.
With the disappearance of the ghost clan master, the entire altar also turned into nothingness.
All the ghost clan immortal emperors in the great war also disappeared, as if they had never appeared here.
"Oops, they turned the rest of the Yaozu's original world into a secret realm and moved it to other places!" said a spirit emperor who knew the formation.
(end of this chapter)