Chapter 982: Earth Fairy

"Is the funeral array going to begin?" When Shen Chong saw the milky light, his face was suddenly cold. The Yuanyang Taoist who was peeping beside him also felt a great threat and even forgot to take action against Shen Chong.

The long-brewed burial fairy light spread extremely fast. It not only covered Wumeng Mountain, but also spread to all the nearby seas in an instant. The Holy Ancestor of Ximen finally displayed this ancient fairy array, which was obviously to catch all the people watching the battle, including the 43 true immortals.

"Who is it? Who has this array to imprison us." A true fairy in the three mountains roared loudly. He was swept away by the buried immortal light, and the white smoke immediately rose on his body. The immortal law of the body was difficult to operate. As if he was imprisoned, he could not break through this endless buried immortal light at all. He couldn't help but be shocked and angry.

"Since you are here, please stay." In the void, the divine light gathered. In the milky white light, a young man with a beautiful face slowly came out. His eyes were as clear as crystal, and there was no fluctuation of vitality, as if he were the gods in the world, looking blankly at the immortals shrouded in the burial fairy array.

"Ximen Shengzu, it turned out to be you. Who is fighting with Taiyuan ancestor in Wumeng Mountain?"

"How dare you challenge so many of us at the same time."

"Kill him, destroy the Ximen family, seize the fairyland charm, find out the secret of the fairyland, and we have hope to sneak across the fairyland without being bound."

The fairyland is not a comfortable and peaceful place. The disputes there are far more fierce than the lower world. There are many true immortals in the middle world, but they refuse to fly up for a long time. They are unwilling to be enslaved and become the cannon fodder of high-level immortals. As long as they master more secrets of the fairy world, they will have more footholds. These true immortals cross the border and Come on, there is also the intention to get the mystery of the fairyland from the Holy Ancestor of Ximen.

"I gave you three months. I didn't expect such a few people to come, but that's enough." Ximen Shengzu seemed to have known the intentions of these people for a long time. Everyone calculated with each other, and the reliance in his hand far exceeded the imagination of these real immortals in the lower world.

"Don't talk nonsense. Let's join hands and kill him first." A true fairy in the black stone world rushed left and left in the light of the burial immortal god. He had been swept away by the divine light. The yuan god was damaged, and his face had become ferocious. His palms rubbed each other, and a blue smoke had been diffused into a fierce sword light.

Magic, Taigu Zhou Tianjian.

In an instant, the wind and clouds were turbulent, the sun shrank, and the immortals were urged. All the true immortals were solemn, with their own means, fairy art vertical and horizontal, and a door magic power, all of which reached the golden elixir level.

Void Moon Soul Searcher!

Ten thousand heavens of annihilation!

Eternal unmoving magic fist!

The bright moon dragon is powerful and the divine light!

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The power of smashing the world is emitted one by one, destroying the void. All kinds of fairy weapons, don't want to be smashed down with capital. Even the buried fairy light has been distorted. Such a powerful power, even the peak of the true immortals, will definitely be destroyed by the soul.

But Ximen Shengzu's face did not change at all, and he didn't even move his body. His body has merged with the earth, virtual and real, as if it were everywhere. This fairy magic magic ran through his body, but it did not cause any damage, as if it had passed through.

"Your body is like the earth, the unity of reality and reality, the body of the earthly immortals, you have been promoted to the realm of the earthly immortals." A real fairy roared.

"Promotion? Humph, this is originally a status cultivation, and I have already understood the law of immortals, but this lower world is too dirty, and the immortals are thin. Only with the help of your immortal law can I restore my status and profession, bury the immortal array, and open it!" Ximen Shengzu's face was cold and arrogant, and his fingers pointed out. This ancient fairy array has been completely stimulated.

The milky white funeral fairy light suddenly shook, turned into a rolling hurricane and blew out. In the sky, the stars fell, bursts of thick air pressure crushed, the wind and fire thundered, and the water was all over the sky.

Burial fairy wind, destroying divine light, infinite fire, infinite water, ..., even countless gods and devil claws, ghosts and devils, all appear.

This burial array of immortals, running at will, has turned into an endless number of disasters, burying the immortals and destroying the world. Under the disaster, no one can escape.

"Taoist friends, listen to my orders, condense the immortals, lay the boundary, and fight against this burial array of immortals. Don't let the number of disasters be added. Otherwise, the disasters will be unimaginable, and the consequences will be unimaginable." Another powerful immortal said in a low voice. A mirror in his palm ran and displayed the mysterious method. The light of the mirror spread in an instant and shone on everyone.

Suddenly, all the immortals were mobilized. Whether they were real immortals or their disciples were shrouded in the mirror, their vitality was completely communicated, and even their breath and fairy weapons produced a feeling of inseparable flesh and blood.

"Yes, Ximen Shengzu did not fully achieve the body of the immortals. We listen to Yuzhen's Taoist friends. His big thousand mirrors can reflect the world, and we will put the immortals into the big thousand mirrors to fight against the burial array together." Another true fairy shouted.

The power of everyone is integrated into the mirror light of the big thousand mirrors. This ancient fairy artifact seems to have been inherited from the fairyland. After experiencing the training of the vitality of the fairy world, it is also a fairy artifact that has entered the product. Suddenly, it is open and open, forming a light curtain, which resists all the disasters.

"Do you think a fairy weapon can stop me? It's really ridiculous. The number of disasters is transformed and the immortals are quenched. Ximen Shengzu roared and made a move with the palm of his hand: "Dang Tianshen Ling, don't you return to your position."

In the battlefield of Wumeng Mountain, the situation has already changed. Yuan Zhenxiong, the ancestor of Taiyuan, has spewed out a mouthful of blood, and his breath has rapidly declined. I don't know when one of his arms has been cut off.

"Who are you and why do you pretend to be Simon Shengzu?" Yuan Zhenxiong's face has turned gray. Just in an instant, the other party's breath suddenly burst, carrying a vast power. With one move, he has been severely damaged, and his potential forced by the secret skill of the magic door has also reached the verge of collapse.

"Well, if it weren't for the calm deployment of the Holy Ancestor, you think I would have time to play with you." The "Ximen Shengzu" on another mountain suddenly showed a strange smile and put the quaint token in his palm into his body with his backhand. The breath changed, his face began to twist, and a mysterious breath spread.

"The body of the spirit is actually the head spirit." Yuan Zhenxiong exclaimed in amazment that it turned out that it was just an artifact that fought with him, which actually blinded his perception. The realm of this artifact must be far above him.

"Hey hey, Lord Shengzu is calling me, so I won't play with you. Let's die." The god of heaven smiled and burst out all the power. The power of the god was majestic, commanding the world, and a power that shocked the heavens spread away.

"A fairy weapon is so terrible. Ximen Shengzu is so powerful." Yuan Zhenxiong has seen the majestic Ximen Holy Ancestor in the sky. With the power of one person, he is fighting more than 40 immortals alone. For a moment, the spirit of war has dissipated, and his heart is like ashes. He has seen the destruction of Taiyuan Gate.

Taiyuanmen is his lifelong painstaking effort. This Taoist sect, which has been passed down for hundreds of thousands of years, is about to be destroyed. However, fortunately, he left the seed of Yuan Tianzong in advance. Under the transmission of the spark, there must be a time to rise again.

It's just that Yuan Zhenxiong didn't know that Yuan Tianzong had been subdued by Shen Chong, and it was impossible to shake his power again.

Boom!

In the loud noise, the victory and defeat have been divided, and the judgment of life and death has been made. The battlefield of Wumeng Mountain has been opened, and the god of heaven has returned to the throne and returned to the hands of Ximen Shengzu.

The eyes of Ximen Shengzu burst out two golden lights, pouring on the divine order. This token suddenly flew up and became as big as a mountain. The sky and the earth shook, accompanied by countless disasters, bombarded the big thousand mirrors.

The mirror light has become scattered. If it hadn't been for Yuzhen's mysterious skill in the thousands of mirrors, the momentum of everyone's unity would have been dispersed.

This war is more horrible and exciting. Shen Chong's heart is pounding. Even in the distant sea, he is also involved in the funeral array. Shen Chong does not even dare to escape easily. If it causes changes in the array, it will be more troublesome. He knows that Ximen Shengzu has locked a wisp of divine thoughts on him and can only wait. Wait for the opportunity, and then wait for the opportunity to move.