Ancient Battlefield, the cold wind howled, and in the cold night, the sword light soared into the sky, so majestic and dazzling that it was difficult to look directly at it.
Nirvana reappears, the only one on the top, the rain of swords passes by, destroying mountains and cracking rocks, and everything as far as the eye can see is turned into nothingness.
A sword rarely seen in the world, its power is unparalleled. Nine Heavens and Ten Earths was illuminated by the light of the sword, and fell thousands of miles away.
The sword posture was reached, Yue Zhinv's expression was slightly condensed, the silver light of the divine sword in his hand was extremely strong, Inverted Water Moon absorbed the spirit of heaven and earth, and suddenly, the void turned and everything hung upside down.
Incredible power, one heavy sword light after another was affected, scattering all parties.
Thump, there was a loud earthquake, and the last few heavy swords came towards the body. Yue Zhinv blocked the move with the horizontal sword. Amid the rumble and vibration, the figure slid out more than ten feet.
The red umbrella fell to the ground, stained with a trace of dust. Under the moonlight, a picturesque and beautiful woman's green hair floated, her body was lingering in the moonlight, and her power exploded several times in an instant.
Yue Zhinv looked at the sky Mingyue, frowning slightly. After a moment, he stepped aside and picked up the red umbrella again.
The paper umbrella blocked the moonlight, and the explosive power around Yue Zhinv gradually calmed down and returned to its original state.
After a short interval, the mood of the battle was completely lost. Not far away, Ning Chen did not take the opportunity to make a sneak attack and quietly waited for the second round.
Just when the battle was about to resume, Yue Zhinv's expression changed slightly, he stepped on the lotus step, and walked away in the air.
"Marquis of Knowing Fate, that's it for today, see you tomorrow."
As soon as the words fell, the red light went away and disappeared into the night
Ning Chen narrowed his eyes when he saw this, what's going on.
Thousands of miles away, demonic energy is billowing, and in the world destroyed by the power of destruction, the butterfly in blue is struggling. The butterfly wings behind it exude a black aura, and its power becomes more and more terrifying.
Red light gathered, Yue Zhinv swung his sword and unfolded Demonic Qi, the figure swept in, turned his palm Condensing Essence, and the mighty true energy was forcefully poured into the former's body.
As the true energy enters the body, Nine Netherworld Sky-Devouring Demonic Scripture's devouring power gradually becomes stable, and the butterfly wings dissipate and merge into the butterfly's body.
"Hua Zhongdie, you must come with me"
Unable to explain, Yue Zhinv raised his hand to seal the former's aura, then stepped forward and quickly flew towards Ancient Immortal Domain far away.
Nine Netherworld Sky-Devouring Demonic Scripture has been lost for a long time. She doesn't know where Hua Zhongdie came from, but practicing this method is a path of no return. Either it will continue to devour the original power of thousands of innocent creatures, or it will allow the swallowing power of the magic scripture to come back to bite oneself, and there will be no recovery.
There is no way this world can accommodate a person who practices this magic sutra. Once the venerables from the star fields come out, the next person to deal with will be Hua Zhongdie.
"Boom"
Deep in the battlefield, the bell rang again, and the aftermath reverberated throughout Ancient Battlefield.
Hua Zhongdie turned around and looked at Plain-clothed Figure in the distance. A tear flashed across his eyes and fell silently.
Thousands of miles away, Ning Chen felt something and looked back. However, all he could see was the empty starry sky, so quiet.
"On what year, month and day will the obsession of all living beings end?"
Outside Ancient Battlefield, Yue Zhinv sighed softly, and after a moment, took Hua Zhongdie away in the air.
"Boom"
In the battlefield, the bells sounded one after another, one after another, and figures passed by, rushing towards the source of the bells.
In the starry sky, Di Mingtian appeared in silver clothes. The gorgeous and unrivaled clothes and the silver bead curtain mask all showed the dignity of his identity.
"Your Highness"
Ying Qianjiang saluted.
"Ninth Son of Ink Sect opened Ancient Battlefield instead of Son of Heaven's Chosen. The next few days will also change accordingly. I need to restore my strength, Ying Qianjiang, and prepare for the sacrifice of life," Di Mingtian said calmly.
"Yes"
Ying Qianjiang respectfully accepted the order.
Deep in the battlefield, within the rolling mountains, the sound of bells could be heard, nowhere to be found, and nowhere to be found.
The bell echoed for eleven times and then stopped immediately. Under the cold moon, in the swirling mountains, rusty broken spears were stuck in the ground. There were hundreds of them. The breath from ancient times circulated and was strangely preserved under the aftermath of the bell.
The bells ended, and half an hour later, figures rushed from different directions and swept into the mountains.
The huge mountains that are invisible to the human world stretch for thousands of miles. If humans enter, they are like a drop in the ocean and cannot cause any disturbance.
Su Yi manifested and entered the mountain. He looked at the stone pillars standing in front of him. Without much hesitation, his figure passed by and hurried forward as fast as he could.
Previously blocked by Yue Zhinv, he had been delayed a lot of time and had to get on his way as soon as possible.
The fairy fate that the Lord is looking for should be the way to visit Fourth Realm. So far, he has never heard that there is a real Fourth Realm in Outer Heavens. Perhaps, he can find some clues this time.
Cultivation of the ninth level, Three Calamities and Five Tribulations, three realms, the path of cultivation, starting from the Houtian Realm, to the innate minor success, and then experiencing the tempering of the three realms of immortality, only then can one truly be called a great practitioner.
However, it is said that above the Immortal, there is Fourth Realm who has achieved great success in cultivation. However, it existed in ancient times but cannot be seen today.
According to his and Moonlit Tower Master's inference, the era when Four Great Immortal Realms still existed, Fourth Realm, might be the critical point for mortals to ascend.
Therefore, the legendary true immortal is most likely a master of cultivation above Fourth Realm or Fourth Realm.
"Boom"
Another half an hour later, the bells rang again. At midnight in the middle of the moon, the bells rang twelve times in a row, and sound waves rang out from the mountains and spread throughout Ancient Battlefield.
The sound of the bell appeared. In the mountains, in the void, a huge ancient bronze bell appeared. It rang automatically when no one struck it. It has not changed at all after tens of millions of years.
"Eastern Emperor Bell"
Looking at the phantom of the ancient clock in the void, Starfield Venerable's expression changed, and the treasure of the Lord of the Eastern Immortal Realm was actually here.
Among Four Great Immortal Realms, the most powerful one is undoubtedly Eastern Immortal Realm, and Lord of the Eastern Immortal Realm is Nine Heavens and Ten Earths's unrivaled power in the world. Even Queen Mother of the West, who is in charge of the Western Immortal Realm, is slightly less powerful.
Ancient Era's Eastern Immortal Realm has two treasures that shock the entire starry sky. One is Immortal Slaying Sword, and the other is Eastern Emperor Bell.
Unexpectedly, Eastern Emperor Bell, which disappeared with the collapse of the Eastern Immortal Realm, would actually appear in this Ancient Battlefield.
After the bell rang twelve times, the shadow of the ancient bronze bell in the sky gradually faded away. At this moment, several figures rose into the sky and joined hands to lock onto the shadow of the ancient bell.
"Boom"
The moment the four people's breath touched the bell shadow, the ancient bell suddenly vibrated again, and a terrifying aftermath rippled out. The four people who were close to it suddenly shattered, and the blood and bones filled the sky and fell from the sky.
In the mountains, the expressions of each visitor suddenly changed, and no one urged them to move. How could Eastern Emperor Bell still have such powerful power?
"The six industries are silent, and all phenomena are at the beginning of heaven."
On a mountain peak, Wu Qingying looked at the ancient bronze bell in the sky. He waved his slender hand, and a half-tall red harp appeared in front of him. He immediately pulled the strings with his slender hand, and the invisible fairy sound spread out.
When the fairy sound arrives, the heaven and earth are silent. The moment the piano waves block the ancient bell, Eastern Emperor Bell vibrates, and the fairy sound instantly dissipates.
The aftermath backlashed, Wu Qingying staggered, vomited a mouthful of vermilion, looked at the bell shadow in the void, a look of shock appeared on his beautiful face, this bell was actually alive.
In the other direction, green light gathered, star marks filled the bow, and the arrow was about to shoot out, with a hand blocking it in front.
"No need to test it anymore, this clock is too weird, and it may cause backlash if you try to do it easily." Mu Qianshang said in a condensed voice.
"Are you just going to wait like this?" Luo Xingchen said in a deep voice.
"There is still a gap between our cultivation and those Starfield Venerable. There is no need to conflict with them again because of an ancient clock of unknown origin. Let's wait and see what happens," Mu Qianshang said seriously.
Luo Xingchen nodded, thought for a while, and said, "Zhi Ming, why don't you see any movement from him? He should have arrived earlier than us."
"Maybe he was delayed by something, or maybe he arrived early and is waiting to see the situation like us."
Mu Qianshang responded uncertainly, a trace of undetectable worry flashed between his eyebrows. He was also worried about this matter. Zhi Ming was different from them. They could not care about these things, but Zhi Ming could not.
The three bodies are concentric, and Zhi Ming's body has less than a hundred years of life. One body will die, and the three bodies will fall. Even if he gets Time Restriction, he will not be able to wait for the day when Immortal Peach Tree will blossom and bear fruit.
There is no solution to this dilemma, unless he can break the destiny that mortals cannot step on. However, the reason why destiny is called destiny is because it is the will of God and no one can violate it.
Zhi Ming knew the threat from the nobles, but still entered the battlefield regardless of it, presumably for this reason.
"Divine Mechanism, help me"
On the other side of the mountain range, Moon-White Dressed Woman spoke and said softly.
"Moon worship, have you thought about it?"
The void scrolled, Divine Mechanism walked out, looked at the woman, and said calmly.
"I must get this Zhongwu"
Moon-Worshiping Venerable is right.
"As you wish"
As he spoke, Divine Mechanism's whole body was filled with purple light, his clothes were flying, the whole world turned into a chessboard, and the stars were the pieces. When he raised his hand, the stars moved and the moon moved.
Upon seeing this, all the lords from all sides of the mountain range condensed their expressions. They no longer hesitated and took action immediately.
In an instant, rays of brilliance soared into the sky and penetrated the sky and the earth. True Realm's aura rose to the max, shaking the stars.
All the lords took action together, and their energy flowed through the sky, pressing against the ancient clock in the sky. The battle between Immortal Artifact became fierce in an instant.
"Boom"
The bell vibrated, and the sound waves spread in circles, blocking the aura of the saints.
After a moment of stalemate, Sky-Stabilizing Chessboard appeared in the hands of Moon-Worshiping Venerable. Above the nine heavens, the stars fell, and the black and white stones flew to all sides of the sky and earth, turning into formations to suppress the forces of all parties.
Taking advantage of the opportunity, Moon-Worshiping Venerable's figure swept in front of the ancient clock, condensed the power of the wind and clouds with her delicate hands, and locked onto the ancient clock.
"I want this clock."
At this moment, silver light gathered in the void, and Di Mingtian stepped out, turning his palms to gather energy, and the majestic power suddenly struck towards the former.
Moon-Worshiping Venerable's expression darkened, and he turned his slender hands into palms to attack.
There was a sudden earthquake, and the aftershocks roared. Countless spaces separated each other. In front of the altar, the kneeling figures exploded to pieces. The power of the sacrifice of life traveled through time and space and was transmitted to Ancient Battlefield.
The power of life entered the body, and a strange light suddenly bloomed in Di Mingtian's eyes. He raised his palm several times, and with a thump, the venerable person in front of him flew away.
"Uh"
A hundred feet away, Moon-Worshiping Venerable steadied his body, vomited out a mouthful of blood, and looked at the man in silver in front of him, unable to conceal his shock.
Who is this person and how can he have such terrifying strength?
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