The endless void in the extreme south.
In the imagination of countless monks from all races, this place should be deathly silent, without any matter or energy, let alone life.
But at this moment, there were two figures with monstrous energy among them.
If anyone Immortal Realm saw the true appearance of the two, they would probably scream in surprise on the spot.
Donghuang Taiyi, Heavenly Sovereign Di Jun!
Originally being the pinnacle of Immortal Emperor, the two did not dare to take risks easily and try to ascend to Primordial Wilderness. Even though they tried many times with clones, the result was without exception, they all perished in the Jedi and could not reach Primordial Wilderness, so they did not bother to try again for hundreds of thousands of years.
But today is different from the past.
Since Six Paths Samsara Tower left, the two of them have been blessed by Multiversal Heavenly Dao, and one-tenth of the blood of Chaos flows in their bodies.
And this blood of Chaos is what triggers the escape route left by Lin Fei and the hope to the Primordial Continent!
But because it was only one-tenth, Two Emperors of the Eastern Heaven was concerned about many variables and did not want to take too many risks, so they sent their respective avatars to go - what if Heavenly Dao Spacetime Axis cannot be activated because of impure blood?
Two majestic Extreme Dao strong men are trapped in a desperate situation and cannot escape... If this kind of news spreads, I'm afraid the three bad old men in Tianwaitian will laugh out loud.
Facts have proven that their caution was justified.
After eight consecutive attempts, the incarnation of Two Emperors of the Eastern Heaven was either annihilated in the infinite void, trapped in space-time fragments, or fell asleep in Primordial Beginning Dreamscape.
Also because they wanted to hide from those three bad old men, the two emperors did not use the Extreme Dao incarnation to avoid alerting them. In terms of strength alone, every incarnation was stuck at the peak of Golden Immortal.
"Primordial Continent is rejecting you and me." Taiyi said in a cold voice, with a look of reluctance on his face.
It is still the embodiment of Golden Immortal's peak state.
This is already the ninth attempt.
"To be more precise, it is because of Human Race's bloody luck that it is repelling you and me." Di Jun looked up, with boundless blood in his eyes.
Luck is the blessing of Heavenly Dao.
Two Emperors of the Eastern Heaven suffered from the fate of the entire Primordial Wilderness Human Race, and there was almost no hope of ascending to the highest plane. Apart from anything else, the rejection of Heavenly Dao Spacetime Axis alone made it difficult for them to move forward and stay there for a long time.
"Do we still have hope?" Taiyi said in a deep voice, his eyes burning like flames.
As long as he can get Primordial Continent, he is confident to kill Lin Fei, even those three bad old men can no longer stop him!
Di Jun originally wanted to answer no, but after thinking about it, he changed his mind and said, "If the race that is Lin Fei and human beings' enemy has comparable luck, they may be able to help us. After all, our arrival is a great misfortune for humans, but it is a great luck for them."
Taiyi was silent, without any hope.
You don't need to think about it to know, Primordial Wilderness Human beings have been slaughtered for three thousand years, how profound is the bloody destiny condensed in them?
Even if all races unite, if they want to catch up with such a level of bloody luck in a very short period of time...
Unless all races go crazy and start killing each other.
But is this possible?
Taiyi thinks it's impossible.
Simply ridiculous.
It took Lin Fei more than a quarter of an hour to completely empty out Bifang's ancestral land.
At this time, looking around, the continuous flame mountain no longer exists, only a barren mountain, extremely silent. Those strange elixirs rooted on the flames have also lost their life essence, completely withered and blackened.
There was no longer any burning breath in the wind, and with the slight coolness of the night blowing by, the charred and dead elixir plants turned into ashes and flew away.
After seizing the ancestral heritage of two powerful clans in succession, and devouring the incarnation of Ye Ling's jade, Lin Fei's cultivation base advanced by leaps and bounds. Although it was still the early stage of Golden Immortal, it was almost just a step away from the mid-term stage.
But he did not take it lightly, nor did he despise the Alliance of All Races.
Lin Fei understands in his heart that the current situation does not seem dangerous, but it is just an illusion.
"With Han Qiling's usual cold-blooded style, he will definitely not be able to tolerate me being carefree and watching my rise. But if you want to get rid of me, you must break through the shield of bloody luck and understand my whereabouts." Lin Fei stood up, exhaled a long breath of turbid air, and turned into a blazing fire dragon.
He suddenly thought of a joke on earth - use magic to defeat magic.
When Ye Ling Jade's body is trapped in the human emperor's status, Han Qiling has only one choice. That is to let all races accumulate bloody luck at all costs to offset his own advantage in luck!
"If the Wanzu lose, they will live up to their previous arrogance and will only be eager to get rid of me. The probability of this plan being implemented is too high. And..." Lin Fei sneered, with murderous intent in his eyes, "With enough bloody luck, if I make you anxious again, there may be Golden Immortal who dare to risk their lives to get into Purple Firmament Divine Lightning's disaster."
For example, Han Qiling.
Failure would be fine. If there really is a person at the peak level of Golden Immortal, and he breaks through to the Immortal Emperor Realm in one fell swoop... the situation will be precarious.
"Huh?" Lin Fei suddenly frowned, and his sharp eyes instantly swept into the sky, as if he had seen the end of the sky.
They are nine wooden boats shrouded in purple clouds. They are said to be wooden boats, but under the magical power, they are as big as giant ships. There are many Golden Immortal among them.
"As expected of Han Qiling, he guessed my whereabouts so quickly." Lin Fei sneered, not surprised at all.
"Boom--"
He swung out his fist, tore through the void and escaped.
When Han Qiling and other Golden Immortal arrived at Bifang's ancestral land, they saw nothing but desolation, and the spiritual energy between heaven and earth was almost exhausted, only slowly flowing in from the outside world.
"Damn it Lin Fei, I'll fuck your mother!" Ancestor Bifang let out a shrill scream, and was so angry that she uttered vulgar words. Her eyes were red, her energy and blood were surging, the violent Golden Immortal energy was raging in all directions, and terrifying flames burst out, which was defused by the frowning Han Qiling with a flick of her sleeves.
"It's too late." Han Qiling sighed.
"Chase! We must not let him live!" Bifang ancestor's eyes were splitting and he almost lost his mind.
She never dreamed that her ancestral land was so far away from Zhenbei City and yet she would suffer such a disaster.
"Calm down." Han Qiling glanced at her and said in a deep voice, "Do you know which direction he went and how many light-years away he was? We have so many Golden Immortal, it's not difficult to catch him, but do you dare to split up?"
Bifang Ancestor was extremely aggrieved, his heart was bleeding, but he was speechless.
How dare you!
"Kill each other and accumulate bloody luck!" Bifang ancestor was completely anxious and supported this plan like never before.
And many Golden Immortal also nodded heavily, unwilling to follow in the footsteps of the Bifang family.
Instead of letting Lin Fei cut your flesh with blunt knives and slowly kill all the races, why not do it yourself and accumulate bloody luck as quickly as possible.
At that time, all races Golden Immortal will gather together to fight to the death.
See how he turns things around!