Chapter 387 The Power of the Four Poles

The smoke is vast, the water mist is scattered, and a huge island is displayed in front of everyone. Following the abnormal movement of the aura of heaven and earth, everyone chased the breath of the heavenly disaster and came to this huge island. The island is full of strange rocks and jungles. In this turbulent sea lake, this island should be the largest one. Many immortals have received the message that there is a fifteenth level of monsters here, and this place's The abnormal fluctuation of heaven and earth is abnormal. Obviously, the rumor is not false.

On this extremely huge island, there have been many immortals scattered, chaotic and mixed, regardless of good and evil. Obviously, the ** power of the legendary fifteenth-order monster and the fairy mansion is extremely powerful. The Lingjiang treasure ship is about to open. Unexpectedly, there is a fifteen-level monster here. Will it have something to do with the opening of the treasure ship in two days? Everyone coincidentally put their thoughts on this. Because of this, all the immortals deliberately did not inform Miaochengzong. Who knows if Miaochengzong, who was the first to find the treasure ship, will monopolize the leader after getting the fairy treasure?

Because of this kind of thinking, the news that may be related to the opening of the Lingjiang treasure ship has been blocked by major sects. When the detective of Miaochengzong got the news and passed it back to the sect, it was already full of immortals and demons and bustling.

Countless sword lights shine and magic weapons are flying, and the impatient immortals have begun to turn up the rocks with flying swords. Obviously, they have lost their patience. However, they didn't know that there were dozens of huge monsters or magic weapons in the middle of the sky more than a hundred miles away, the bone ship of the white bone ancestor, and the giant white crane of Tianzong. On that island, the monk with the highest cultivation is just the first level of the genh, and in this crowd, there are thousands of auspicious spirits and streams. Obviously, many unborn old monsters are among them, watching coldly.

These immortals' practitioners are very tacitly dispersed. Every few miles, there is a group of people, coldly looking at the chaotic leisure on the island. Hey hey, they sneer. On the giant white crane, the patriarch of Tianzong, the old man that Gan Ping had seen was frowning, bowing his head and pinching non-stop, obviously looking worried. On the other side, Yiqing frowned, as if thinking about something. Suddenly, his body shook and looked at the sky with a shocked face.

Black clouds rolled in from thousands of miles, tens of thousands of thunders wrapped around it, and the endless Gangfeng roared. Unexpectedly, the nine-day Gangfeng was wrapped in the disaster cloud. Oh, it was the nine-day Gangfeng that the immortals were stained with a trace of destruction and bones, and it actually rolled with the disaster clouds. And the dark red color made the small mouth of the clear cherry wide open, and the horror overflowed with words. The meteorite fire, wandering away from the nine-day wind, protects the guardian sky fire in this world. It is also the existence of this day's fire that makes it difficult to climb the fairyland.

Otherwise, with the physical cultivation of the Mahayana monk, he could have torn the space and barrier, break through the nine-day wind, and go straight to the fairyland. It is this strange existence that can melt the golden body of Mahayana that makes generations of amazing monks fall under the disaster. And now, this strange fire is so grand that it is integrated into this heavenly disaster. What kind of monster is the disaster? How can it have such power?

"Nine winds, meteorite fire, huh? And Han Ming Xuan Shui! This power, my God, go, go!" The old god was in the sky, and the suzerain was immediately full of a ghostly expression. The masters around the strange island climbed on the color one by one. Endless ground came from all directions. The spiritual power of the strong pure earth attribute immediately increased the gravity dozens of times. From the beginning of the island, it overflowed in all directions.

Even the extremely huge island slowly sank down. More than a hundred miles away, the pressure is still so great. It can be seen what kind of pressure the immortals on the island should be subjected to. Wutu Shenyan! Oh, my God, it's the power of the earth, water, fire and wind. The four poles weigh nine heavenly disasters. What kind of monster is this disaster? Push it away quickly!" The suzerain of the Heavenly Sect suddenly made a crackling sound in his fiercely pinched hand, and a trace of blood appeared between his mouth and nose.

A palm slapped on the neck of the white crane under his body, and the vast Zhenyuan was input into it, which stabilized the shaky figure and suddenly increased the gravity by nearly a hundred times, making these walking spirit beasts or magic weapons suddenly drop a piece and almost fall to the surface of the water. The white crane under him flapped his wings desperately and slowly flew away. Hundreds of miles around the island became a dangerous area of great gravity.

And those immortals who searched endlessly on the island were all unlucky. The power between heaven and earth suddenly sank and fell on the island one after another. There were even those with low cultivation who could not even turn over, and they shouted in horror. At this time, the clouds of the sky had taken shape, which shocked these immortals. They supported the sword light one after another and flew out slowly like snails. It was not that they didn't want to speed up, but that the power of the shackles here was several times that of the periphery, that is, nearly 300 times the gravity, if not these immortals had The extraordinary forging cultivation has long been pressed into meat pie by this sudden increase of gravity.

The four poles are nine-day disaster. It is the blood of the mythical beast, and it is the blood of the top-level mythical beast that has the opportunity to experience the treatment. These monsters with the blood of strong horizontal and other-level mythical beasts will change their blood after reaching a certain degree of cultivation. If you want to make your blood more pure and gain more power, We should endure the power of the four poles of rebirth and refining the blood.

However, in general, only those monsters who have exceeded the seventeenth level and are already powerful, and only monsters who pursue a purer bloodline can experience the disaster. And these people never thought that this fifteen-level monster would experience such a natural disaster. Is the news wrong, or is this monster too fierce? However, until now, the monster has not yet appeared, which has covered the hearts of the fleeing people.

At this time, many escaped immortals found that the news of the fifteenth-level monster's disaster seemed to be an empty wind, which appeared abruptly, but they didn't know who sent the news. I was cheated! This is the only thought in the minds of these people. At this time, in the middle of the sky, the crackling purple thunderlight has turned into a power grid and shrouded it.

The people who escaped from the island hundreds of miles away were looking at the place shrouded in lightning with lingering terror in their eyes. They know that with the shield of the god's thunder net and the power of chaos, these people are simply lifeless. The patriarch stared at the huge island and sighed slightly, "I didn't expect that there were such characters who could block the sky and mess up the stars. I think it's been premeditated for a long time..."

He is also extremely depressed. Tianzong knows the way of heaven and calculates everything, but he didn't expect to be blocked by Tianji this time. It's ridiculous that he is usually conceited, but he is still in the dark. If it hadn't been for the awareness of the dangerous smell on the huge island and taking people to watch from afar, they must have been shouting and howling under the four-nine-day disaster? Looking at the posture of the thunderstorm, he already knew where the monster was.

It's hateful. Who on earth is such a big deal that wants to catch both good and evil? If these old monsters hadn't been looking at the way of heaven for the first time and had the instinctive feeling of seeking benefits and avoiding harm, wouldn't they have to be here today? Looking at the major suzerains with a painful face around him, the patriarch of heaven is also a burst of heartache. Although he had never been to the island, he photographed a large number of disciples to explore, and obviously they could not come back.

At this time, a warning sign suddenly appeared in the mind of the patriarch of the Sun Tianzong. His fingers were repeatedly pinched. Suddenly, his face changed greatly. He shouted to the people around him and shouted, "Dear Taoist friends, it is impossible to do anything here. Go back to their respective stations quickly to rescue. Obviously, someone is planning for us..." Before he finished speaking, the roaring sword light has already turned to When flying here, the faces of the people came to look ugly. I'm afraid that there are not less than a thousand people in the dense sword light. They take the lead with a square face and a lion nose, a hundred steps of murderous spirit in front of them, and a thousand feet behind them, just like a majestic general. It is a real person without anger.

Perhaps it was the blessing of the Miao Chengzong monk who was deliberately blocked, and finally arrived, but he didn't expect to see this incredible scene in front of him. Seeing that it was the monks of Miaochengzong, these people's faces immediately became ugly. They and others joined hands to calculate Miaochengzong and wanted to exclude him from the treasure this time, but they didn't expect that their actions helped Miaochengzong. Obviously, what happened in front of them was a huge conspiracy. It was ridiculous that they made wedding clothes for others. I'm complacent.

Seeing so many people blocking the way in front of him, the thunder shining on the huge island in the distance, and the angry real person couldn't help taking a breath. Isn't it said that the fifteenth-order monster is robbed? How can there be such a momentum? Looking at the ugly faces of the people in front of him, the angry real person vaguely guessed something. At that moment, Yaoyao stood and made a head, "I've seen all your Taoist friends. I don't know why they are gathered here?" Ask knowingly, obviously ask knowingly, but I am wrong. Although I hate it so much in my heart, these remaining suzerains can't say anything.