Fantasy: Prince Peerless, Conquer the Heavens!

Chapter 577 Breakthrough

When Qin Wudao broke through the seclusion, the Soul Martial Ancestor who was far away in the Central Region, under the leadership of the Soul Emperor, successfully saw the 'Jie'.

In the dim hall, 'Jie' is sitting on the throne, wearing a white robe, emitting a faint white light, like a god, with an indescribable sense of holiness.

"Owner!"

"Owner!"

Emperor Hun Tian and Ancestor Hun Wu knelt on their knees, kowtowed and saluted.

"The mid-term quasi-emperor is pretty good!"

‘Jie’ looked at Soul Martial Ancestor and spoke slowly.

Perhaps because he had just condensed his body, his voice was slightly hoarse, like the clash of gold and stone, with a sharp flavor that was very harsh.

But at the moment when this sound sounded, the infinite calamity force exploded and turned into several ferocious gray dragons, gathering all the negative forces in the world, making people feel palpitating.

"Roar~"

The gray dragon circled the hall, raised its head and roared, with evil and despair, it flew into the forehead of Soul Martial Ancestor.

A trace of remaining calamity power annihilated the void!

All power, all gone!

"ah!"

When the calamity force entered his body, Soul Martial Ancestor's body shook, and he suddenly felt tremendous pain. His pupils dilated, his veins popped out, his face was twisted, his whole body was twitching, and he let out a shrill scream.

pain!

Incredible pain!

The pain that penetrates deep into the bone marrow and soul!

"Master, please stop!"

Soul Martial Ancestor rolled on the ground in pain and begged bitterly. It was like he was experiencing the most cruel punishment in the world at the same time, and he was in agony.

Tribulation force, one of the most powerful forces in the world!

When the calamity force is large enough, it can create a calamity that changes the world. It can range from the death of countless people and bloodshed for thousands of miles to the destruction of civilization and the restart of the world.

If such a terrifying power is absorbed by a mortal person, one can imagine the consequences?

Life is worse than death!

In response to this, 'Jie' didn't change his expression, as if he didn't hear Soul Martial Ancestor's plea, and continued to send the power of robbery.

In his eyes, Soul Emperor is just a chess piece!

Who cares about the opinions of the chess pieces?

"host"

Emperor Hun Tian couldn't stand it anymore and was ready to plead for mercy.

"Get down!"

'Jie' ordered coldly without even raising his eyes.

Emperor Hun Tian's mouth opened slightly, but he still did not dare to disobey the order of 'Jie'. After a slight salute, he left the hall.

And the moment he turned around, a breath of late-stage Quasi-Emperor burst out!

Soul Martial Ancestor has made a breakthrough!

After Qin Wudao and Soul Martial Ancestor went into seclusion, the primitive continent gained a long-lost peace.

Of course, with the coming of immortality and all kinds of hatred intertwined, everyone knows that this rare peace will be broken sooner or later.

By then, there will be another bloody storm!

Perhaps, it will sweep the entire continent!

Even the northern and southern territories, which have never had a war, will be involved in the war.

In order to cope with the upcoming war, all forces began to rack their brains and tried every means to enhance their strength and form alliances with each other in order to protect themselves.

Westland!

The mustard seed world of bliss!

Zhijue Buddha, who escaped alone, went directly to the forbidden area and opened the barrier without summoning anyone.

The billowing demonic energy erupted from his body, giving people a feeling of ultimate destruction. Apart from endless despair, there was no hope of life.

It is ridiculous to say that this possessed man was still a monk respected by countless people in the second era.

"Master, you always tell your disciples to be compassionate, but is compassion useful? Can it resurrect you? Can it defeat the Yongsheng Pavilion?"

Sitting cross-legged on a black Buddha lotus, the wise Buddha murmured to himself.

"Master, this disciple no longer wants to practice Buddhism!"

"It's hard to be a good person, and it's even harder to be an eminent monk. The disciples smell the powerful power while cultivating the devil!"

"Your spirit in heaven will definitely forgive this disciple!"

"No!"

"You won't forgive me, but I still have to cultivate the devil. Even if I die forever, even if I fall into the eighteenth level of hell after death, I will have no regrets!"

Suddenly, Zhijue Buddha's right hand was clawed, and he suddenly grabbed it toward his chest, penetrated deep into his body, and pulled out a golden Buddha's heart stained with blood.

A large amount of blood spattered and fell on the ground, losing all its luster and turning into black, exuding a demonic aura.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

The wise Buddha grasped his own heart, and let out a laugh that sounded like crying, laughing, sad, joyful, liberated, and entangled, which echoed in the barrier, producing waves of echoes.

Then, he put the heart into his mouth and chewed it with a look of enjoyment on his face, as if he was tasting delicious food.

If such a scene were seen by outsiders, it would definitely give them nightmares!

Soon, a magical scene happened!

After devouring his own heart, another heart grew out of Zhijue Buddha's hollowed-out chest. The heart was surrounded by magic light and filled with the power of violence, destruction, and destructive power.

The Buddha's heart breaks, and the devil's heart emerges!

What Zhijue Buddha ate was not just the heart, but the Buddhist path he pursued for eight eras.

"What a comfortable power!"

Zhijue Buddha stretched, and except for a pair of red eyes, the rest of his body turned black.

"The next step is to improve "Wanci Saves Heaven"!"

"Save the sky?"

"Forget it!"

"Let's destroy the sky!"

Ninefold Holy Court!

"how so?"

"All dead!"

In the palace, Emperor Dongfang's eyes were distracted and he sat blankly on the imperial chair. In his mind, he kept recalling the scene of the birth of "Jie" and the fall of all the powerful men.

That is an invincible force!

"Ancestor, do you think we still have hope for revenge?"

Emperor Dongfang asked, his tone slightly numb.

"well!"

Dongfang Wen stood on the side and sighed. He didn't know how to answer. He hesitated and said in a deep voice: "You have a good rest, I will go to Tianwaitian!"

Now he can only place his only hope on the Immortal Mountain in the sky!

Southland!

Within the alien religion!

"Half-immortal!"

The Withered Bone Emperor sat on the chair, his body trembling.

"Send an order and send an envoy to the outer world!"

After hesitating for a while, he stood up and ordered loudly.

He didn't want to be an enemy of the half-immortal unless it was absolutely necessary, but there had already been a deep hatred between the Yishen Cult and the Eternal Life Pavilion, and it had to end with the destruction of one party.

He has no choice!

At the same time, Linglong Holy Land, Ice and Snow Holy Court, Demonic Temple, Witch Sword Sect and other forces all sent people to the Immortal Mountain.

Great Qin Holy Court, outside the Great Wall!

Two figures wearing blood armor and holding swords walked out of the city gate and disappeared into the distance under the awed eyes of the border guards.

"General, where are we going?"

Bai Bing asked curiously.

"Go to the war-torn place!"

Bai Qi walked in front, looking at the mountains and rivers outside, and said calmly.

The Great Qin Holy Court is too stable. In such a comfortable environment, no one will practice the way of killing.

Let me ask, without an unforgettable hatred, who would be willing to kill to prove the truth?

He wants to find a group of people who are full of hatred, malice, and even inhumanity, and train a killing army!

(End of chapter)