Eternal gate

boom! boom!

The dark starry sky swayed violently.

Amidst the lightning and thunder, four major battlefields were opened.

In the eastern starry sky, Zhao Yun fought fiercely with six gods.

In the western sky, Kuang Yingjie was besieged by the five supreme beings.

Bu Nitian held the divine sword in his hand and fought with the war spear god Cang Miao.

And Taishang Tianzun and others are attacking the river of time.

This is not a restricted area, but it has been made into a restricted area.

The universe is shattering, space is collapsing, being reshaped in the process of explosion, and then cracking in the process of reshaping. Each of the chaotic visions stirred up are covered with the color of destroying the heaven and the earth.

"Where are the members of my Immortal Courtyard?"

The roar in the rumbling sound spread across the vast starry sky.

A call from the soul, full of sadness and sadness.

Everyone who listened subconsciously raised their heads.

The juniors were at a loss, while the seniors were stunned.

Emperor Immortal?

Fairyland?

This is such an ancient thing that we can still hear it in this era.

"Who's calling?"

"A descendant of Immortal Court?"

"There will be a great battle in the stars."

There is a lot of noise in the world.

Too many people climb high and look into the distance to see where the sound is coming from.

Those who are more daring will go together to see what happens.

"Fairy Court."

Under the moon, an old man sitting by the river fishing put down his fishing rod and walked out of the valley carrying a bamboo stick.

It was the Tea Sage. His slightly cloudy eyes bloomed with brilliance after hearing the call. His old posture also lost the luster of the years at this moment.

He transformed into a fairy-like young man and ran towards the depths of the starry sky, hoping to walk a glorious road again in the afterglow of the setting sun.

"Fairy Court."

This hoarse and ancient whisper came from the boundless darkness.

The void space exploded, and a man covered in dust walked out of the black hole, wearing ancient armor, carrying a black war gun, riding an old war horse, and ran towards the depths of the starry sky.

That was King Gui Luo. His empty eyes were driven away by the call, and his original memory was restored.

"Fairy Court."

In the Taoist ancestral land, there was a blood-haired young man who stepped out of the sky. Hanging around him was a bloody sword, and surrounding the sword were resentful spirits.

Taking a closer look, he was none other than Daojun.

He is like an immortal or a demon, and the Tao Yun dances with the demonic energy.

"Senior brother." Dao Xian called from behind.

"Protect Taoism."

Daojun did not look back, he also listened to the call and walked towards the prosperous years.

His retreating back reflected a touch of divine brilliance in the ultimate sublimation.

He is not the Supreme, but he can use the Supreme combat power.

The power borrowed from the Demon King also ignited at this moment.

Killing proves that he has not reached the end yet.

But this trip will be the end of his fate.

Regardless of the original intention or the atonement.

His wasted life should have a mission.

Dong Dong Dong...!

I don’t know who is beating the war drum, or who is blowing the horn. I just know that almost every starry sky in the fairy world has a teleportation domain door open, and there is a bright light shining into the night.

They were silhouettes of people, either the self-proclaimed veterans of the Immortal Court, or the descendants of the Immortal Court, all of whom came upon the call and rushed to the distant battlefield. A vicissitudes of ancient fighting spirit swept across the starry sky.

"There are still some remnants."

"Old guy, I've been looking for you for many years."

"Everyone from the old Xianting tribe will be killed without mercy."

Jie Jie's faint smile is an inappropriate note.

There are tribesmen in Immortal Court, and there are also enemies, and there are quite a few of them.

Too many veterans were blocked in the starry sky before they reached the battlefield.

kill!

war!

Blood debt does not distinguish between eras, and war is about to break out.

Looking down at the sky, countless stars were ignited with flames of war, and the shouts of killing shook the sky.

Everyone is a spectator, and they have not yet reached the main battlefield, but they encountered a series of battles on the way.

Some people are cowardly and run away.

Someone has a good time and is watching a show.

There are also people who join the battle with swords.

There are so many inheritances in the world, and there are always so many forces and so many grudges. Their figures can be seen on every battlefield. Naturally, when enemies meet, they will be extremely jealous. If they can survive the battle, they will summon strong ones. Who doesn't have a few allies? It depends on who calls more people.

Gratitude and resentment.

Tangled and intricate.

It seems to move the whole body.

As a result, the war between the Xianting tribe and their enemies gradually turned into a confusing melee.

More battlefields are opened.

More smoke filled the starry sky.

Even remote star regions have been affected.

The sanctioner is also a spectator, but only with facial expressions.

Since becoming the master of the immortal world, he has seen too many bloody scenes like this, and there are many more tragic and louder scenes in his memory.

He turned his eyes away and looked into the depths of the starry sky.

Just when Zhao Yun was injured, a golden rain of blood filled the starry sky.

"Die!"

The gods came together to fight, and they all struck a powerful blow.

Zhao Yun's body burned with flames, and he forced his eternal golden body open.

Outside the golden body, there is the light of the dusk heaven.

Even so, it still couldn't withstand the attack.

The absolutely defensive light of heaven was torn apart in an instant.

The towering eternal golden body was also shattered into pieces.

Kuang Yingjie was even worse than him. His body had just been stretched open when it was blown apart. Before he could stand still, one of his arms was removed. His Tianling Cap was shattered and half of his head was blown into bloody mud.

"This place is really lively."

House seemingly endless rain.

Accompanied by faint laughter, another god appeared outside the sky.

It was a monster monk, with no hair, but a dark forehead. He was holding a blood-colored Zen staff. The demonic Buddha's voice was like the death knell of hell. Even the gods were upset after hearing it.

"I like the eternal body very much."

The demon monk god licked his tongue, and reached out from the sky with a hand, which became a big hand covering the sky.

The swastika is carved on the palm of his hand, and all the black Buddhist inscriptions flow between his palms.

boom!

Bu Niantian turned over the war spear god with one palm, then crossed the nine heavens with one step, drew a galaxy with a sword, blended with the law of the gods, and forcibly split open the big hand that covered the sky.

The demon monk and the god groaned, his body trembling violently from the shock, and he took a step back.

It was he who had underestimated this little fairy king, whose fighting power far exceeded his expectations.

"court death."

The monsters, monks and gods are full of ferocity, and the demonic Buddha's light is blooming.

The war spear god who was overthrown also flew back through the sky, and the billowing evil energy swept across the sky and the earth.

"Come."

Bu Niantian scolded him lightly and suddenly disappeared.

Also disappearing with her were the demon monk gods and war spear gods who were killed. They were swept away by her. This was her limit. No one knew where she had swept the two gods. All she knew was the battlefield. , does not exist in this starry sky.

kill!

Zhao Yun broke through the immortal sky with one sword, and the Saint Ancestor Qinghe flew eight hundred feet across the starry sky.

"Isn't it better yet?" Saint Ancestor Qinghe howled angrily. He was really beaten to the point of losing his temper by Zhao Yun.

"Soon." Taishang Tianzun responded, and the original energy and blood surged.

The same is true for other gods. Together, the gods have eroded the long river of wandering time.

"Speed." Qinghe Saint Ancestor gritted his teeth and attacked Zhao Yun again.

"Anyone who stands in my way will die." Zhao Yun's evil spirit spread across the world, like a wild beast, rampaging, being stopped again and again, breaking through the blockade again and again, and even every step forward, he had to pay the price of blood, his eternal immortal body stained with blood , has been demolished to pieces.

"How is that possible?" The gods were horrified to be killed.

The power of eternal inheritance once again refreshed their shocking bottom line.

He fought head-on with the six gods, and actually defeated them step by step. Even the Moon God at the same time and the Eternal Ancestor at the same time were not as domineering as him!

break!

The Supreme Heavenly Lord roared loudly and howled heartily.

Broken, the long river of time has finally been broken, and the Emperor Immortal no longer has any protection.

seal up!

All the gods reached out their hands and used the method of confinement.

Suddenly, a strange scene appeared. Before the gods could touch the Emperor Immortal, they saw palm-sized green lotuses blooming all over the Emperor Immortal. The moment the green lotus bloomed, time seemed to be frozen, and this starry sky Everything, including the gods, the flying fairy light, the tearing lightning, the floating blood... all seemed to have turned to stillness.

After a moment, everything returned to its original state.

The green lotus is still blooming, but it is withering in the process of blooming. The falling petals turn into wisps of time sword energy, with the Emperor Immortal as the center, slashing outward all over the sky.

puff!

Well!

The closest ones, Taishang Tianzun and others, rushed the hardest, so they were the first to be stabbed.

There are also peripheral gods, including Zhao Yun and Kuang Yingjie. One by one, they were all hit, either flying horizontally by the sword of time, or doing somersaults by the power of time. All of them had their lifespan shortened, or ten years. Years or centuries, there is no worst, only worse.

"Xin'er."

Zhao Yunhuo steadied himself, dragged his broken immortal body, and fought against the sword energy of time to reach the starry sky where Liu Ruxin was. The next day, he reached out and took his wife into his Zifu.

The sword energy of time was still chopping, and the power of time was still raging, destroying his immortal bones, breaking his tendons, and even his foundation, life essence, and natal soul.

Zhao Yun was indifferent and used his great magical power to forcibly seal the Zi Mansion. He also used his great magical power to forcibly trap Liu Ruxin in his small world to prevent him from being summoned again by the curse.

"You're crazy."

The partner god cursed, whoever allowed him to be in Zhao Yun's body was the one he could see most clearly.

Emperor Immortal was unconscious, and her relatives did not recognize her power. Taking her into the Zi Mansion would be tantamount to committing suicide. If she was injured like this, even if she was not killed by the gods, she would be destroyed by time.

Zhao Yun ignored it and used the Ten Thousand Techniques of Immortality to fight against the destruction of the power of time; he used the Way of Eternal Life to fight against the destruction of the sword energy of time, and forcibly stabilized the rotten body.

"Go quickly."

The partner god shouted something, and the remaining soul trembled.

No need for him to say anything, Zhao Yun and Kuang Yingjie had also retreated.

Zheng! Buzz!

The two of them had just taken a step forward, and a second later, they saw a sword energy and a flash of knife light, slashing towards each other from the left and right, both ignoring the space barrier and carrying the power of destruction.

puff! puff!

The dazzling blood light reflected the starry sky.

Zhao Yun and Kuang Yingjie were both bleeding. One had half of his immortal body chopped into pieces, and the other had his mortal body destroyed. They were like two meteorites flying across the sky, crashing through more than a dozen ancient stars.

Just then, there was a black divine light, chasing the two of them and slashing at them.

"It's over, it's a dead end." The partner god murmured, as if he knew who had done it.

war!

Kuang Yingjie froze in one step, igniting the raging fire of his soul, and crashed into the divine light.

It was also at this moment that Zhao Yun changed places with him.

He held the Heavenly Cang Divine Sword tightly, pouring the energy into it, exerting the power of the resurrecting divine weapon.