boyutpedia Chapter 909 Guixu Immortal Land——9 Miaoyu Linglong
Chapter 909 Guixu Immortal Land——9 Miaoyu Linglong
Daoguo's predecessor was stunned by the newcomer. The aura of the yellow-robed young man seemed somewhat familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen him before. "Have we met before?"
The young man nodded, then shook his head: "I have seen it, but I have never seen it before~"
That familiar feeling seemed to know that the other party would not hurt him. His predecessor suddenly became anxious: "Whether you are here to find me or not, you should leave as soon as possible. You see, there are so many monsters and demons in the sky. You can't handle it. Go quickly."
The yellow-robed youth seemed to have a very good first impression of his predecessor and said regretfully, "Such a character is very good. Although you are not him, you are qualified to be him. It seems that this trip was not in vain."
Turning around, he watched the auspicious clouds, seemingly threatening to destroy the world, come to a standstill. Time seemed to stand still, and everything in the world seemed to have suddenly come to a screeching halt. The young man sneered, "You have forgotten your roots and are so greedy. I doubt your original master would forgive you. Therefore, I will send you to see your master and let him teach you a lesson."
The girl beside him was actually a little excited: "Grandpa, let me take action this time!"
"Okay, this little guy doesn't have much time left, let's finish this quickly." The young man nodded, and instantly a breeze blew, and time began to flow again.
"Okay!" As the voice fell, the girl's figure disappeared, but endless murderous intent spread out, and the coldness that seemed to be able to freeze the soul swept in all directions. The countless huge corpses killed by her previous life turned into a layer of ice covering this huge murderous intent.
The gentle sunlight suddenly became cold, as if it were a biting winter.
A figure, no! Or rather, the shadow of a flower stood tall in the sky, seemingly supporting the heavens. Its slender purple leaves and translucent white branches were crystal clear, like a jade sculpture. A fairy purple light resided within, nurturing nine flowers with fiery red stamens like lanterns, shed countless rays of crimson fairy light. If it weren't for the terrifying murderous intent that permeated its body, it would be a beautiful, divine flower, unseen in the mortal world.
Nine Wonderful Exquisite Flowers? !
Daoguo's predecessor exclaimed, and as his gaze shifted, countless similar flowers and plants came into view in the ruins not far away. It seemed that the Nine Wonderful Exquisite Flowers were just very common flowers and plants in the fairy world.
The moment the flower blossomed, the thirty-three heavens of heaven were split apart by such terrifying power.
The branches of the flower trembled slightly, and the nine flowers fluttered together. A pleasant bell sound rang in the ears, and the murderous intent in the sky was mobilized, turning blood red in the blink of an eye.
There were no petals slowly unfolding, only a red light spanning the sea of stars.
Changqing widened his eyes. It turned out to be a sword.
The moment the flower stem pierced through the clouds, the protective auras of thousands of immortals in the auspicious clouds collapsed at the same time - their life-saving magic weapons had not yet left their hands when they turned into golden rain all over the sky, and good fortune returned to heaven and earth.
The three thousand immortal cultivators in the front row maintained their charging posture, and were swept by the flower shadows, along with their swords. Their bodies were shattered into powder before they hit the ground. The aftermath of the sword energy split the sky into a dark crack that took a long time to heal.
The many immortal cultivators who were following from a distance were all frightened by this scene and flew around in panic like frightened birds.
The mournful sound of the immortals rang out, heralding the fall of a powerful immortal. This brought the predecessor back to his senses, and he opened his mouth wide.
"Who are you?" In the golden rain, several objects with fairy light rising up.
A large mirror that looked extremely delicate, a small tower, a small clock, and a puppet with half of its body cut off.
The great power is condensed on it, the spirit is sliding, mobilizing the great power of heaven and earth. Just by looking at the momentum, you can tell that it is not an ordinary thing.
"You are a rat that only dares to hide behind the baby, and you still call yourselves immortals. Have you eaten the teachings of our ancestors along with your conscience?!" Amidst the cold shouts, the shadow of the flower enveloped the sky and the earth, stirring up endless immortal energy, and then trembled slightly.
The fiery red stamens were dazzling. The heaven and earth, auspicious clouds, treasures, and the group of immortals who barely survived all felt that the space was like a swamp, and a terrifying aura was constantly suppressing them from all directions.
The dragon roar bursting out from the heart of the flower is not a sound, but an indescribable terrifying strangulation.
Crystal points like pollen suddenly appeared around everyone, enveloping them.
"Hmph, do you really think that our Chuxuan Holy Land is a vegetarian? How dare you, a demon or evil creature, commit such a crime! Where are the heavenly soldiers of the Xuanhuang Mirror?" A loud shout came from the mirror, as if the might of heaven had descended upon the world.
"Here!" Countless people responded in the mirror with resounding voices, followed by endless murderous intent. The mirror projected a large group of neatly organized heavenly soldiers wearing golden armor and holding immortal spears.
"Are you ready to fight to the end? If so, I will teach you a lesson on behalf of your ancestors!" The moment the flower rays turned into rain and fell, they rushed towards all the immortals madly.
The first thing that comes to mind is the mirror that looks very noble.
The Xuanhuang Mirror in the Chuxuan Holy Land exploded the moment it was touched by the flower's light. The armor of the 100,000 heavenly soldiers reflected in the mirror were all carbonized, and the echo of wailing resounding through the sky seemed to be that the 100,000 heavenly soldiers were also affected by the flower's light.
Those immortal treasures that once made mortals kneel down to worship, such as the Immortal-Slaying Tower and the Hunyuan Bell, have now all become rootless duckweed. When they fell to the ground, they even shook out spider-web-like cracks in the earth veins for tens of thousands of miles.
All the survivors suddenly saw that their Dao patterns collapsed in the opposite direction the moment they came into contact with the flower light, and their ten thousand years of cultivation were like an hourglass turning upside down.
A very powerful survivor tried to escape by using the secret technique of time and space, but found that he was being pressed inch by inch by the shadow of the flowers into a mural like a paper - his scream was forever frozen on his lips.
When the red light faded, only the floating fragments of immortal bones remained outside the thirty-three heavens.
The flower gave a slight shudder, absorbing all the remaining immortal energy. The withered soul fragments merged into the depths of the earth, as if carving a new blessed land.
In the Chuxuan Holy Land, a pair of eyes, silent for countless years, suddenly opened, peering across the endless space towards this place, muttering: "Where one flower blooms, all immortals burn together!" You are the Nine Wonderful Jade Linglong of the Guixu Immortal Land!
"You are quite knowledgeable, but you should know that you can't take this man away today!" The girl, who had transformed into a human form again, said with disdain, her arrogance showing.
The ancestor of the Chuxuan Holy Land was suddenly speechless, his words filled with surprise and caution. He was not afraid of the newly famous Jiu Miao Yu Linglong, but...
His gaze moved back a hundred miles, where a young man in a yellow robe was chatting with the person he wanted in a ruin. He seemed to sense someone watching him and just raised his eyelids.
Changqing, who was watching, changed his perspective and became that young man.
The ancestor of the Chuxuan Holy Land suddenly withdrew his gaze, but it was too late. The place where his main body was fell into darkness and nothingness. All sounds and actual feelings disappeared. He seemed to have realized something. He suddenly looked up and his eyes widened. It was a head with dark eyes, looking down at him like an abyss.
He grew smaller and smaller, like an ant, as tiny as a speck of dust. Small, humble, powerless, terrified. Countless emotions flooded his heart.
As the body swayed, there was a wet and hot feeling between the buttocks.