Chapter 1125 People from the Divine World
The fairyland, the Longling Mountains, is the core place of Beichenzong. The fairy spirit here is particularly strong, so Beichenzong has built eight giant fairy cities here and slowly covered them.
On the eleventh day of the opening of the Heifeng Tomb, the whole Longling Mountains began to shake violently, and the strong fairy spirit between heaven and earth began to shake rapidly, becoming more and more intense, and a suffocating horrible atmosphere permeated the whole Longling Mountains.
I don't know when a huge huge vortex appeared on the whole Longling Mountains, the huge mountains stretching endless areas!
And the devastating and suffocating breath of terror is transmitted from this huge whirlpool.
The rumble.....
Suddenly, the whirlpool suddenly chose to be more than a hundred times faster. A destructive destructive force suddenly broke out, and the whole void disappeared like paste in an instant, turning into a dead black gray, in which there was a palpitating breath of terror, and the horror was boundless.
At this moment, the eight fairy cities surrounding the Longling Mountains trembled together, and the protective shields that protected the fairy city were even more broken. A suffocating and endless pressure swept through the eight directions, making many immortals in the fairy city directly shattered. As for some immortal generals, the strong fairy king, they were also spitting. Blood, pale and terrible.
Among these eight fairy cities, there is a particularly majestic one, which is the core base camp of Beichen Sect. At this moment, all the strong people in this sect are shocked. Even its suzerain, Beichenfeng, whose strength reached the early stage of Xianzun, is also shocked and shows an incredible expression.
"Sozu Lord, this... What's going on? What a terrible pressure. Is it that I, Beichenzong, will be punished by heaven? A bearded man's face was pale, and his voice was a little trembling. He did not have the majesty of being a strong man in the later stage of the fairy king.
The patriarch of Beichen is a middle-aged man with a white face and no need. He is dressed in a scribe's robe, and his warm eyes are also frightened at this moment. After a moment of silence, he said, "This situation is extremely rare. I have never heard of it. Let's wait and see what happens."
"Kka! " click!"
At this moment, the whirlpool of sudden choice suddenly made two particularly strange clicks, and then it was still there out of thin air.
Yes, at this moment, the strange whirlpool was still.
The vast and boundless whirlpool completely extinguished the invisible space, only the dead silence like paste is dark, without a trace of waves. In the eyes of everyone, this situation is really too strange, which is beyond imagination.
And under the stunned gaze of everyone, in the vast silence in the dark, a faint golden light gradually appeared, and a slight praise note was wrapped around. Then, the golden light expanded rapidly, and finally turned into two figures, surrounded by a faint golden light. Human figure.
These two figures walk slowly and are not stained with a trace of fireworks, but their appearance is shrouded in a faint golden light and cannot be seen clearly. Only a suffocating, trembling, and shuddering breath of worship surrounds the body, which is shocking.
"We have finally successfully arrived at the fairyland, and this is a fixed channel for our return. The master spent a lot of money to ask the prophet God to take action once. It was calculated that Jiang Laoer was in this fairyland. We found a person to ask at will in the fairyland, and we could easily find him. Thinking of this, the old man was arrogant and should not be hidden, but known to everyone in the fairyland. The two figures muttered one by one, and then took a step together and came directly to the patriarch of Beichen.
His heart trembled. Before the patriarch of Beichen could react, he saw the two figures surrounded by golden light coming to him. Then, a breath that made him tremble burst out, which made him dare not even think of resistance.
The suzerain of Beichen was still like this, not to mention the rest of the people. They fell to the ground one by one, and many people trembled paraly and panicked.
"These two people are so horrible. They are definitely not the strong in the fairy world. Such a huge formation, is it possible that they are the strong in the divine world?"
"So powerful, who are they?"
At this moment, the strong men of Beichen Sect were all shocked. As for the strong men in the rest of the city, they also saw that two golden shadows suddenly entered the core of Beichen Sect, and a terrible pressure that swept the world radiated.
Overbearing, domineering, fierce, not blasphemous.
Under this pressure, the eyes of countless strong people in the fairyland showed shock, and all of them worshiped. It seemed that as long as they dared not to worship, they would be punished by terror and be erased in an instant.
For the kneeling worship of many immortals, these two golden figures did not pay any attention to it. One of them slowly stretched out a palm, delicate, white, and slender fingers. The fingertips seemed to have a strange magic, which directly imprisoned the patriarch of Beichen in front of him, and then pulled it. Slowly put it on top of its head.
At this moment, the patriarch of Beichen was completely imprisoned, but he was stunned and crazy in his heart. However, there was a feeling that the ant was facing a dragon. He was extremely powerless and could not resist at all. He could only let a terrible breath stir in his soul.
Gradually, a sense of weakness began to emerge in his heart. The patriarch of Beichen felt that his soul memory was passing rapidly. Scene after scene, the memories buried deep in the bottom of his heart appeared, making his pupils gradually become a trace of lax.
"Peng!"
It seemed that he had collected what he needed. The palm of the golden light shadow trembled slightly, and the body of the patriarch Beichen burst, and then he did not even scream, and he died on the spot.
As if it had run over a small ant, the golden figure said to another person, "Go, let's go to a place called Songyang Plain in the northeast, and Jiang Laoer is hiding there."
Wow!
After saying that, the two golden figures disappeared, and the terrible pressure disappeared invisible.
It was not until these two figures disappeared that many strong men looked at the still vast whirlpool that was still in the void with lingering lingering frail. They couldn't believe it for a long time.
"These two figures must be the strong men of the legendary divine world! It must be!"
"With a wave of their hands, they wiped out the immortal Beichen Peak. They must be from the divine world. The terrible pressure just now penetrated into the bone marrow. It's really terrible!"
"They just said they were going to Songyang Plain, and they also said that Jiang Laoer, didn't they say that they were looking for the invincible strong man next to the peak of the Eight Brothers Hall? I remember that Gao Feng was called the old man Jiang Bo..."
These two golden figures have disappeared, but the shock caused by them is unparalleled. In an instant, it caused a great uproar and began to spread in the fairyland in various ways. The news was ordinary. Two divine gods came to the Longling Mountains and killed the patriarch of Beichen with their hands. Now it is Going to Songyang Plain, it was troublesome to find the god in the Eight Brothers Hall.