Chapter 439 Doomsday

At this time, the fairyland is also in full swing. The strongmen of the fairyland have noticed the movement of the human world, and a series of countermeasures are being studied.

Xiao Lu has been closed in Taixuan Mountain for three months, but he still hasn't moved. At this moment, it is already March outside the valley. Spring snow is beginning to melt and everything is revived. And the power of reincarnation in the mountain has also disappeared, the fallen flowers and fallen leaves have long disappeared, and Taixuan Mountain seems to have returned to the tranquility of the past.

At this time, Xiao Lu on the top of Taixuan Mountain seemed to have lost his vitality, as if he had lost contact with the surrounding environment. He seemed to be a nihilistic place, which made people unable to see through.

However, on this day, the sky above Taixuan Mountain suddenly cracked, revealing a pair of mysterious eyes from it and staring at Xiao Lu without blinking. A vast and magnificent breath gushed out of the void, and this strongest and greatest breath shocked all the powerful venerable people in mainland Kyushu.

Thirty-six ancient supreme strong men are the most**, and they exclaimed: "What? How can you have such power?!"

"Is there such a powerful existence?"

"It must be the supreme strongman in ancient times!"

"The words of the crazy old man in the East China Sea are really true. Even the thirty-six ancient supreme strong men are difficult to compete with them!"

Xiao Lu slowly opened his eyes and seemed to have predicted that the ancient supreme strongman would come. He did not fluctuate at all, but said coldly, "Why? Come here to see what level I have reached."

"Hey, most of the strong people in those years have passed away, and there are few people left who can live to the present. Today, I just look at the old people..."

The void slowly shattered, and the vast and powerful breath became stronger. On this day, even masters who reached the imperial level could feel a super horrible breath, as if a power to destroy the world was about to come to the world.

A group of strange clouds appeared above Taixuan Mountain with black and white in black, and a powerful breath came straight out from behind the clouds. You can faintly see a strong figure standing in the air, hidden in the clouds.

The mysterious figure in the black and white cloud is like the king of the world, full of great power. The surging power is like the stormy waves, sweeping down from the air, and the vast power shakes the four fields of Taixuan Mountain.

The places outside Taixuan Mountain are dusty and sand, the huge stones are rolling around, and the trees are falling. Under the protection of Xiaolu, Taixuan Mountain did not have a strong energy influx, but it was no longer calm. The falling flowers were colorful, the leaves were dancing, the undercurrent was surging, and the little fluctuation rippled in the valley.

Such power is not the intentional behavior of the mysterious strong man in the air. This is just the natural breath of his body. The powerful energy fluctuation is only the energy flow driven by the power surges in his body.

Such a terrible momentum moved Xiao Lu. This is really the strongest person he has met so far. This kind of strength has surpassed Fengdu Ghost Emperor Duodu. Is this really an ancient supreme strongman? This seems to be beyond the supreme existence, and even the powerful supreme ghost emperor Fengdu can't compete with it.

The respected strongmen in Kyushu mainland have felt this strong atmosphere, and everyone has a sense of fear. It seems that this is the power that ordinary masters can compete with. But in just a moment, a vast force appeared again, and the powerful breath was tit-for-tat with the former.

Xiao Lu still sat cross-legged on the ground, staring coldly in the air, as if he did not feel the strongest oppression. However, after the great power in his body was stimulated, he involuntarily rushed out and confronted and collided with the power released by the man in the air.

"What should I call you? You have so many names. The mysterious and powerful voice in the black and white cloud is very light, but it contains supreme majesty, which seems to be the master of heaven and earth.

"The past has passed away, and now my name is Xiao Lu. Who are you, God of War? Doomsday Messenger? Or..." Xiao Lu really can't see who this person is. After all, such a long time has passed, and so many years can make a supreme strong man earth-shaking. The cultivation may become stronger, and the martial arts skills may be completely changed. As for the appearance of a supreme strong man, it is easy to change.

"I... hey hey, can't you guess?"

"Do you guess it should be the messenger of the end, the ruler hidden in the dark, the emperor of darkness, did I guess right?"

The mysterious man in the air sighed and said, "Yes, it's me, the messenger of the end!"

In just a few words, it was like a heavy hammer hitting the heart of the ghost emperor of Fengdu. In the far west, in the ghostland of Fengdu, there was an earth-shaking roar, and the sound shocked the sky. The magic flame was so strong that the whole magic realm shook violently, and then the whole desert trembled violently like waves.

The sad Fengdu Ghost Emperor... The sad and angry Fengdu Ghost Emperor... The helpless Fengdu Ghost Emperor... The silent Fengdu Ghost Emperor...

The ghost emperor of Fengdu is as twisted as a knife, and his heart is as confused as a numbness. The martial arts genius who was once respected by countless ancient martial arts giants, the one who was once regarded by him as an example in his life, and the brother who once treated him as a teacher and father... turned out to be...

The Ghost Emperor of Fengdu can't accept this reality. Although he has already learned about this possibility from Xiao Lu, he is still deeply sad when it is confirmed. The god-like brother in his heart is really the black hand behind the scenes, which is really the black hand that used tricks to remove hundreds of ancient supreme strong men.

The doomsday messenger, who once shocked the world and was once called invincible, now makes the Fengdu Ghost Emperor feel so heavy and shameful. Dozens of feet tall body couldn't stand this pressure and fell into the ghostland of Fengdu. He muttered, "Why? Why?! You are already the strongest in the world. What are you dissatisfied with? Is that bullshit position so attractive? Brother, what else are you going to do?

A helpless and sad sigh came from over Taixuan Mountain: "Alas!"

Xiao Lu said coldly, "You should understand your brother's character, and you should know how much it hurts him. Since you can hide it from him for so long, why don't you keep hiding it? With your magical power, he will not be aware of it.

"Sometimes, lies can really make a person live happily. But after all, lies will be destroyed one day. Future wars are inevitable. We are destined to meet on the battlefield.

The words of the doomsday messenger are very light, but the huge power fluctuations confirm that he is a supreme strong man as powerful as God.

Xiao Lu said, "Why did you do this? Did you hear what your brother said just now?"

The doomsday messenger put away the faint sadness and returned to a posture like a god king, but his words were a little dull: "Everyone has their own pursuit. This is the path I chose. I know you hate me and despise me, and have harmed so much for your own selfishness. The supreme strong man. In fact, I also regret it, haha, you will feel ridiculous when you hear me, but it's true. But since I took the first step, I can't stop. I'm destined to go along this road. To be honest, I despise my collaborators. They really want to be gods. They are indeed scum, shameless and hypocrites among the supreme strong.

Xiao Lu couldn't help sneering and said, "Then what are you?"

"I, haha..." The messenger of the end looked up to the sky and laughed wildly: "I'm a madman, a hopeless madman! To some extent, you and I are the same kind of person, but I walk farther and wider than you. I'm more crazy than you!"

Xiao Lu frowned as he looked at the black and white clouds.

"Xiao Lu, let's cooperate. I will take you into a more wonderful field and let you reach an unimaginable level. You will soon surpass me."

"I won't cooperate with you!" Xiao Lu resolutely refused.

The power released by the doomsday messenger is more powerful, which makes Xiao Lu can't help but change color.

"In this way, when those monks in the human world attack the fairyland, you have to take action, and you want to be my enemy? Are you going to destroy my soul?!"

"Yes, in fact, I have always been the enemy of the fairyland. Now that I know the secret of the supreme strongman, I want to be your enemy!"

"Do you believe Xiao Lu? I can destroy you now, so that you can't be born forever." The words of the messenger of the end are extremely cold, with endless chills, as if everything is under his control.

Xiao Lu was silent for a while, as if thinking about it. After a while, he said, "You know, you can't kill me!"

The messenger of the end sighed, "Why are geniuses always lonely? Why can't we cooperate?"

Xiao Lu said, "The messenger of the end, you pretended to go crazy and die fraudulently, but now you are really gone crazy, and you are hopeless."

"Xiao Lu, do you really want to force me to do it?" A shocking murderous intention came from the black and white clouds, and the vast power surged out crazily.

"Doomsday messenger, come and try the power of Kyushu Tripod. What can you do to me?"

The doomsday messenger surged with a huge murderous will, and the powerful force rushed directly to Taixuan Mountain, and the whole Taixuan Mountain shook violently.

"Xiao Lu, don't force me to take action."

"Joke, you and I are destined to live and die. Sooner or later, there will be a war. Don't pretend. Don't you want to take advantage of my wings to get rid of me?"

The cloud in the air shone brightly, and a magnificent figure flashed, as if to rush out of the cloud, but the light dimmed in an instant, and the messenger of doomsday hid in the cloud again. Forget it, Xiao Lu, I don't want to fight with you now.

Xiao Lu was really surprised this time. He had already prepared for a fierce battle and directly took out the Kyushu tripod, which showed how taboo he was to the doomsday messenger.

"Why, isn't this the best opportunity to hit me hard?"

"Ha ha!" In the end, the doomsday messenger retreated, and Xiao Lu took back the Kyushu tripod. Since the appearance of the messenger of the end, he has not got up, not because he is arrogant, because he can't get up yet.

Xiao Lu closed his eyes again and immersed himself in the sea of martial arts, and his body was undergoing wonderful changes.

One day, two days...

January, two months...

In the blink of an eye, it was the midsummer season. It had been more than half a year since Xiao Lu came to Taixuan Mountain. During this half a year, he remained motion and quietly crossed his legs in the middle of the valley. Don't eat or drink, and rely entirely on the essence of heaven and earth to supplement your body's needs.

Half a year later, all the emperors and powerful people in the human world have understood the complex relationship between the fairyland and the human world. This is no longer a battle between private individuals, but has risen to a decisive battle of future fate in two different spaces.

Everything is ready to be ordered, waiting for the thirty-six ancient supreme strong men to issue the final march order. At this moment, every strong man is hot-blooded, and the war of peace in the world in the future is in this move.