The heavens preach

when!

Chen Xixiang was stopped by Wushang and the "Ancient Ancestor of the Field", and the front of his fist touched Wushang's halberd, shaking tens of thousands of times in an instant.

call!

Wushang was directly blasted away, and his body exploded into thousands of blood clots in the sky.

"Ann murmur..."

"Ann murmur..."

But under the mysterious and ancient singing voice, there is a steady stream of origins from the foreign world, mobilized from the darkness, descending on all the immortal kings present.

"kill!"

Wushang's body was pieced together again, his eyes were full of fierceness, and he glanced at other positions. Friends such as Dao Wang, An Lan, Qu Zhong, etc. were all suppressed and smashed, but under the blessing of 'Mo Luo', as long as they are not After being bombarded instantly, all the origins can be reunited.

Mo Luo is the name of the Immortal King.

She is surrounded by black mist, a bit like chaotic air, but deeper, like the origin of taboos in the depths of darkness, tall and tall, singing and supervising battles in the distant sky.

Seeing Chen Xixiang's killing steps towards her, being blocked by several immortal kings, she spoke:

"It's useless, my foreign land is the ultimate ancient land bloodline in the depths of the sea, and it has the same origin as the darkness. As long as the darkness continues, my sacrificial power will continue to restore my fellow race. And you, this incarnation The technique will consume you a lot, how long can it last?"

As she said, as long as they stand on a foreign land, their immortal king is invincible, and can 'aggregate the body' and 'recover energy' again and again.

"The eight kings of my family will come out together, and they will kill you within ten thousand years!"

This mysterious 'priestess'-like immortal king spoke coldly, showing a very confident attitude at this time.

"If the Dao fruit of a supreme giant can be harvested, it will be a big victory for our world!"

Now in the absence of the supreme ancient ancestor Kundi in the foreign land, the giant Chi Wang is guarding the foreign land, but this enemy is stronger than the Red King, far higher than their realm, but it is precisely because of this that she wants to swallow Chen Xixiang, maybe It can make An Lan, Wushang, or any immortal king step into the ranks of giants, become a dominant figure, and strengthen the strength of foreign lands again!

Chen Xixiang didn't pay much attention to the self-confidence of this 'priestess'.

He slashed at Wushang who was blocking the way, and with a 'dang' sound of Wushang's thick halberd, it flew up high and smashed Wushang's palm.

Each of Chen Xixiang's blows was extremely powerful, destructive, so that Wushang's "Invincibility of Ten Thousand Laws" could not be completely assimilated, and his palm was broken.

woohoo~

But he soon grew flesh and blood in his palm, and sneered:

"Not only am I harmless now, but I can also be reborn infinitely. What can you do to me?"

At the same time, An Lan, the sword king, Qu Zhong, the giant ancient beast and other immortal kings were also severely injured by the various incarnations, and their flesh and blood were bloody, but they would soon be blessed with energy and recover from their injuries.

"Everyone is in the ranks of Immortal Kings. You can't kill us all in an instant. As the battle goes on, your status will soon decline. How long can you last!"

An Lan's shield and spear were all shattered, and he was left with a fleshy palm. With fist marks, he transformed into a heavenly knife and looked at the incarnation of Taiqing.

boom!

Chen Xixiang's three avatars kept defeating them, but they really couldn't kill them all at once.

when!

Chen Xixiang slapped Wushang's chest with his palm again, piercing it, causing him to fly horizontally, smashing a large area of ​​mountains and rivers in the foreign world.

During the battle, Chen Xixiang looked at An Lan and the others who were constantly condensing their wounded bodies, and thoughts kept rising in his mind, constantly looking for a solution to kill the Immortal King here.

It was a pity to kill only one Yu Tuo this time.

During the battle, as the Immortal Kings were defeated one by one, and then condensed again, Chen Xixiang looked at the priestess in the distant sky, and guesses flashed in his mind.

He knows that foreign lands are related to the source of darkness. Foreign lands and dark creatures can be said to come from the same source.

And the thing represented by darkness, in this time and space, is the ultimate of all, from the four quasi-immortal emperors on the opposite side of the boundary sea, old man Mieshi, Emperor Cang, Emperor Yu, Emperor Hong...

Their powerful dark magic has affected the great worlds one by one, creating foreign lands.

The foreign land is directly the great world created by an ancient artifact refined by Emperor Hong.

So in the original trajectory, after An Lan took Sin Island with his big hands, hundreds of millions of living beings in Sin Island, including Shi Hao's wife Huo Ling'er, were all eroded and blackened by darkness.

It all comes from darkness.

But the source of this darkness is not so much the four quasi-immortal emperors, but the corpse of the real immortal emperor, or the strange evil soil above the heavens.

and so……

Chen Xixiang had already found a solution in his heart, his eyes flashed coldly, he sneered, stretched out his five fingers and pressed towards Wushang, this time it directly touched Wushang's body.

"Useless……"

Wushang was already ready to be thrown flying, injured, and then again to be blessed and healed by his friend priest with a steady stream of dark power, so as to recover completely again.

Unexpectedly, suddenly, between Chen Xixiang's five fingers in front of him, a rotten wooden box with talisman paper stuck on it appeared strangely.

An extremely strange aura emerged from the rotten wooden box.

In an instant, in Wushang's mind...

Blast!

That is the touch and awe that impacts the soul, traces the blood source, and even the source of the mana.

"This thing is..."

Wushang's eyes widened, and he roared: "The ancestor artifact of our clan! Why is it in your hands!"

He recognized this rotten wooden box at a glance. To be precise, he felt the same aura as himself from it.

It is of exotic and powerful origin.

Innumerable eras, countless immortal kings in foreign lands want to open it, want to reveal their own origin, so as to get a glimpse of the realm of the emperor, and the reason why they started the war against the nine heavens and ten earths back then was to find this thing, but they still found nothing... …

But after Wushang's thought flashed for a moment, his eyes changed slightly, "No, this is not an ancient artifact from our clan, it's the third wooden box, the third wooden box that might hide the key."

Ancient artifacts of origin, there are only two of these in the world. They were born in Jiehai, the last one fell into the burial ground, and the other fell into their foreign land. It contained the emperor's secret and was sealed in a rotten wooden box.

But I didn't expect that not long ago, the boy code-named 'Huang' dug out this thing from a foreign land. It was the third wooden box in the world. It was because of this that An Lan and Yu Tuo knocked on it.

All the foreign lands suspect that the third wooden box may contain a key, or it may simply be the third 'ancient artifact' involving the realm of the Emperor's Dao.

However, this object actually fell into the hands of this great enemy.

But after he figured everything out, he also understood that since this person is the strongest existence in Nine Heavens, it is reasonable to get this ancient artifact of origin.

It's just that Wushang is not very clear at the moment, the other party took this 'Ancient Artifact of Origin' from their foreign land and threw it at him, with the purpose of...

boom!

Chen Xi held the rotten wooden box like a big hand, and smashed it on Wushang like a brick.

Chapter 522 Changes in the Long River of Time and Space

Boom!

The moment Wushang touched his body in the rotten wooden box, he finally understood why.

Because when his body and the rotten wooden box touched, a surge of fear reached the death instinct of the soul, and occupied all his mind like a tide, making him roar out instantly, understanding everything:

"What, this force is devouring me, purifying my blood and mana, no, no..."

Holding a rotten wooden box, Chen Xixiang directly smashed Wushang's body into mud. During this process, the opponent's invulnerable body protection ability completely disappeared...

"Wu Shang!"

The priestess Gu Zu standing in the distant sky also changed color suddenly, and chanted again, summoning the dark matter to make Wushang re-condense.

but.

Even though there is boundless dark matter, rolling towards Wushang's origin like a vast ocean, yet...

To no avail!

Wushang's flesh and blood were all glued to the rotten wooden box.

The rotten wooden box is emitting a faint and strange light at this moment, and it is actually absorbing Wushang's flesh and blood, swallowing it like a living body. During this process, the endless surging dark matter loses its activity on Wushang's flesh and blood ...

next moment.

Boom!

Between the foreign world and the earth, ash-like black snow floats in the sky, the earth bulges, and blood gushes out from the volcanic mountain.

Among the Wushang Emperor Clan, the many sculptures enshrining Wushang instantly disintegrated and turned into fly ash.

"Wu Shang!"

At this moment, An Lan, Chi Wang, Dao Wang, Qu Zhong and other immortal kings all turned blue and looked at the vision of heaven and earth in disbelief.

Wushang was actually killed.

Wushang, who had the means to save his life, really fell!

With the continuous blessing of the priestess, he can be resurrected infinitely, reorganize his body, and even be killed!

"That thing is..."

Seeing the rotten wooden box covered in Wushang's flesh and blood in Chen Xixiang's hands again, An Lan and the others' eyes turned red:

"The third wooden box!"

After discovering the truth, their souls trembled and they were all terrified.

The rotten wooden box could actually interrupt the power of the 'Dark Priest', causing Wushang to lose his blessing and was really killed.

"Sure enough, this thing can seal the darkness..."

Compared to the shock of An Lan and the others, Chen Xixiang had an expression of complete expectation, and the attempt was successful.

The foreign land originated from the dark quasi-immortal Emperor Hongdi on the opposite side of the boundary sea. He obtained a wooden box of origin refined by Hongdi. The immortal kings of foreign lands bless the dark matter and repair their injuries.

And the rotten wooden box in his hand came from the Immortal Skeleton Emperor who was one rank higher than Hongdi, Cangdi and others.

In this wooden box, it is not the key to unlock the ancient artifact of origin that Anlan, Yu Tuo and others think, or the third ancient artifact of origin, but...

An Immortal Emperor's Primordial Spirit Seal was sealed in it!

Back then, the corpse immortal emperor became an immortal emperor, but he was stained by a drop of black blood that fell from the sky, and turned himself black, making all magical powers useless. In the end, he had no choice but to cut off a strand of his own soul, waiting for his return in the future itself.

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In this rotten wooden box, there is an immortal emperor-level seal and the power of purification, which can guarantee the purity of the immortal emperor's primordial spirit.

Although it is useless to the drop of black blood above the sky, it is definitely the best natural enemy when it falls on the infinite generations of immortal kings who have passed down the darkness for many generations.

"not good!"

After watching Chen Xixiang smash Wushang to pieces with a rotten wooden box, the priestess immediately strode towards her.

"An Lan, save me!"

She yelled, her eyes full of horror.

After the death of Wushang, only the 'Ancestor of Field' remained, who couldn't stop Chen Xixiang at all.

However, An Lan herself was still in shock, unable to get rid of the incarnation of Taiqing, how could she help her.

boom!

Chen Xixiang was carrying the rotten wooden box, and with fist marks in his hands, as big as the sky fell, he slapped the priestess.

"what……"

Facing Chen Xixiang's fists pressing down and covering everything, the sky above the priestess' head turned into the texture of flesh and blood of giant palms. At the last moment, she recited the sacrificial oration frantically, as if she was pouring a memorial service, trying to gain strength to come fight back.

boom!

However, under the full blow of Chen Xixiang's giant, she has no room to resist at all. The gap between ordinary fairy kings and giants is obvious and cruel.

What's more, she is not a battle fairy king.

boom!

"Ahhh..." The priestess only had time to let out a wailing cry before she was slapped down by Chen Xixiang's giant palm, crushed in the rotten wooden box, and turned into a puddle of blood.

"It's not good, we are all in danger!" Seeing this scene, the Sword King horrified his soul, and before he had time to be shocked, Chen Xixiang's incarnate sword struck down in front of him, directly cutting off half of his arm: "Pfft... "

The sword king flew across the body.

At this time, no priestess summoned the dark matter to heal him any more.