Chapter 168: Strange Ruins Road
"Will you die if you keep your mouth shut? Does that make you look bad?"
He holds the Xianjian Sword, and this vast world is still trapped in the Zhuxian Sword Formation. It seems that Sage Tongtian intends to destroy their chance of survival.
"Talk a lot? Do you want to be the silent person throughout the ages? Silent all your life, silent until death?"
An Lan strode towards Chen Zhu with the Chifeng Spear in his hand: "You are not a saint, yet you dare to be an enemy of us. It seems that you want to die, so keep silent until you die."
"hehe."
Chen Zhu sneered: "The top of the immortals, proud of the world, as long as I am bright, there will be heaven."
"An Lan, how dare you say that I'm looking for death?"
He strode out and said, "On the path of reincarnation, bow your head every step you take and chant my true name, only then can your sins be washed away."
"Okay, okay, I, An Lan, have finally met my match."
The latter sneered: "What are you waiting for? Come and fight!"
"If I take action, you will have no chance of winning."
Chen Zhu held the Xianjian Sword in his hand: "So what if I let you have one king and one move? Seven immortal kings? It's nothing but ridiculous bubbles."
So crazy!
Ao Hei watched from a distance as he hid behind Patriarch Bodhi, took out a book and quickly wrote, drew and recorded.
"As expected of my senior brother, he is just as good as An Lan in talking dirty. He even snatched the dirty talk he was about to say!"
"When you finish writing it, give me a copy."
Chen Zhan's eyes swept across the stone slab and said, "We are still in the way here. How about we go to the Original Imperial City first?"
He wanted to see the protagonist more, to see what he was doing and whether he liked to drink beast milk.
"Do you want to be beaten to death? The established trajectory cannot be changed. Master said that we cannot meet the other party. If something unexpected happens, we will not be able to control it."
Ao Hei recalled the pain of being boiled before, and his whole body seemed to still be in pain.
The fire burning from the branches of the Xiantian maple tree was so powerful!
They sighed helplessly, and suddenly heard Bai Tian say, "Look!"
It's fighting!
Then, in the sky, An Lan Chifeng Spear pierced through thousands of worlds, and suddenly attacked without any reason!
The incomparably sharp Chifeng Spear, which had once been bathed in the blood of the Ten Evils and had killed the ancestor of the Ten Evils, now fell heavily on Chen Zhu!
"Haha, how can you dodge? My attack as the Emperor Light Immortal King has penetrated time!"
An Lan laughed loudly, as if he was back in the past, with his blood boiling when fighting the Ten Evils.
He wanted to tear off the flesh and blood of the real dragon, cut open his body, and taste the taste of dragon liver again.
"when!"
With a slight sound, Chen Zhu scratched his scales.
"Excuse me, what were you talking about?"
It was just a scratch on the scale, and it was fading quickly.
This... body is much stronger than that of the Jiejiao saint.
He lowered his head slightly, grabbed the Chifeng Spear and squeezed it hard.
The terrifying Emperor Light Immortal King weapon shattered in his hands.
"Dirty stuff."
Chen Zhu threw it away with a bit of disdain: "I forgot to tell you, in terms of physical strength alone, I am probably not inferior to the Jiejiao saint."
At this moment, An Lan shouted in disbelief: "This is impossible!"
"Nothing is impossible."
Chen Zhu held the sword and rushed towards An Lan: "You call on Yuan Zu to save you again?"
He blinked and turned into light, and came in front of An Lan, without even looking at the other six Emperor Light Immortal Kings.
"Kill you first to cleanse the power of the treasure!"
"Don't think about it!"
An Lan released a stunning divine light, trying to pierce through Zhulong's body, but it was in vain.
"when!"
The scales made a metallic sound and clattered when they collided.
Chen Zhu raised his sword and dropped it, but An Lan resisted with his Immortal Shield!
"what!"
However, he soon let out a scream, and the Immortal Shield was violently shattered. Zhulong's strength was incredible, and he chopped An Lan into a bloody mist!
An Lan was reborn in an instant, but the horror in his eyes could not be dispelled:
"You, what kind of monster are you? The Ten Evil True Dragons definitely don't look like you!"
"Real dragon?"
Chen Zhu snorted coldly: "I am Zhulong. You use the word "real dragon" to humiliate me. Anlan, you can no longer reincarnate. You are destined to die and perish to pay for this sin!"
He let go completely, no longer holding back, and revealed his true form in front of the seven immortal kings!
"Wow!"
In just a moment, the continent sank, and the entire Zhu Xian Sword Formation sank with it!
Zhulong's body is actually larger than the continent, and a divine kingdom spreads out above his head. That is the Kingdom of Zhuhuo.
The seven immortal kings are no better than the dust in the air in front of Zhulong.
"What a terrifying momentum."
Ao Hei's eyes were filled with envy, and he vowed, "One day, I will grow bigger and more powerful than my eldest senior brother!"
Now, not to mention the foreign land, even the Imperial Pass has been affected.
They felt the world shaking and could see the huge body of the Candle Dragon on the other side of the abyss, which was more vast than the starry universe.
"Who is that?"
In the original imperial city, a supreme being came up to observe and felt his soul tremble deeply.
"Has another terrifying genius appeared in the foreign land? With such a huge body, could it be another immortal king?"
They could only watch, feeling deep despair and desolation, and all they could sense was boundless power.
"The sleeping old Immortal King has been awakened. Let us prepare for a fight!"
"Don't worry, Tianyuan is here, we'll be fine."
There were also supreme beings who comforted the tribesmen: "We will eventually defeat the aliens. This is just a low point. We will be fine after we take a break."
They stared into the distance, watching the terrifying giant shadow move, but its body was not affected at all.
Above the Imperial Pass, the Great Elder Meng Tianzheng was staring at a supreme being who was extremely old.
"He seems to be fighting something. Something unexpected has happened in the foreign land."
Meng Tianzheng looked at the trajectory that even Tianyuan could not hide: “I don’t know whether it is a blessing or a disaster.”
"Whether it's a blessing or a curse, we don't have many choices left."
The old Supreme seemed to have difficulty in moving. He turned his head and looked inside the pass: "It would be great if those children could grow up."
"We old bones must do everything we can to cultivate an Immortal King. As long as there is an Immortal King, we still have a chance to breathe. The old Immortal King has less time left than I do."
Such words are filled with despair, but if you listen carefully, you can hear the passion in them.
On the other side of the abyss, Chen Zhu defeated the seven powerful men in front of him time and time again.
Every time he swung his dragon claws, blood mist would explode. The so-called weapon of the Emperor Light Immortal King was completely useless in front of him.
But... he couldn't kill them outright.
The sacrificial light swept across the land, but could not capture the figures of the Seven Kings; they fled too fast.
After all, his understanding of the Tao was too shallow and could not be compared with theirs.
He can only rely on the invincibility of his physical body, which can consume and restrict, but cannot kill completely.
Unless Chen Zhu's true body is even larger than this supreme world, and he can directly refine everything in the world, leaving them with no way out, but this is unrealistic.
He could only move around in this foreign land, and after killing his way through, he let go of the Xianjian Sword.
"Sun thief, all you can do is run!"
The seven kings from foreign lands looked grim in front of him and said nothing.
An Lan opened his mouth and uttered two words: "If..."
"boom!"
Chen Zhu slapped him to pieces and said, "Are all you can do about running and talking nonsense?"
He was really helpless, but the seven immortal kings felt even more humiliated.
"Don't be so arrogant. Your physical body is comparable to that of a quasi-immortal emperor. Once our origin ancestor kills the saint of your realm, you will surely die!"
Kundi snorted coldly and said, "If I let you live a little longer, you will have no idea how terrifying the ancestor of my world is. From ancient times to the present, no one has surpassed him."
They have extreme confidence in their origin and believe that the world they live in is the supreme world, so it is easy for them to attack the world of Journey to the West.
After Yuanzu destroys this group of saints and this abominable dragon, they will definitely go and destroy that world!
High in the sky, the earth, water, fire and wind were cut apart, the Tao was dancing wildly, the Sword of Immortal Execution, the Sword of Immortal Destruction and the Sword of Immortal Slaughter each corresponded to a quasi-immortal emperor!
Emperor Cang, Emperor Hong and Emperor Yu, three quasi-immortal emperors!
They were practicing in the dark land and appeared today to resist the invasion of the Journey to the West world. They wanted to directly crush the so-called Jiejiao saint to death.
But they discovered...something was wrong.
"Infinite level..."
Yu Di's expression was grim. "It's incredible. I can't kill him no matter what I do!"
They continued to fight with Master Tongtian and even carried a decree from the Immortal Emperor. However, the decree seemed to have lost its effect and could not exert its true power.
Otherwise, this Jiejiao saint in front of him will die sooner or later.
"Is the infinite existence really so terrifying?"
Emperor Cang fought with each other, their principles collided, and the fight with Sage Tongtian was hard to determine the winner. At their level, there was actually not much difference between fighting one enemy and fighting three enemies.
"Cool!"
Tongtian Patriarch laughed loudly: "I haven't fought like this for a long time. That was the last time. Today, Zhu has satisfied my desire to fight!"
He did not feel any pressure at all and fought with all his might. In the end, the Zhuxian Sword Formation was fully rolled up and directly strangled three quasi-immortal emperors!
"boom!"
The world exploded, which was no different from the original sacred war. The whole world was shattered in this turmoil and was about to be split apart again! At the critical moment, the saint of the human religion flipped his hands and lifted up two fish, which turned into a golden bridge and landed on the foreign land.
"Certainly!"
They are still in the process of gaining enlightenment, and they cannot destroy the world at this time.
The seven immortal kings were fixed together. Chen Zhu was overjoyed and sent sacrificial light over them!
Wow!
Kundi died instantly and disappeared in a beam of light. Another immortal king followed suit. There was fear in their eyes!
An Lan discovered that Kundi had no intention of being reborn and had completely disappeared in the long river of time.
The ancient golden light was about to cover his body and soul.
"Master Brother Zhuming, please let him live."
At the critical moment, the world in front of Chen Zhu changed, and he returned to the side of the saint.
Saint Laozi looked at him with a smile: "We promised that some people cannot be killed. We must ensure the normal development of history."
They have plundered enough luck, and the entire foreign land will dry up from today.
"Really? That's a pity."
Chen Zhu had no choice but to put away the sacrificial light. After all, this was the supreme world, not a lower world.
It is said that there are several kinds of supreme world.
The one in front of them was the supreme cultivator, a being who had broken through the supreme realm and stood in the future to make a covenant with them.
Chen Zhu would definitely not bring bad luck upon himself, so he came back obediently and took a last look at An Lan.
"From today on, you will live in fear forever. As long as I exist, you will never have peace."
"Only death can bring salvation."
When Patriarch Bodhi saw this, there was a look of helplessness in his eyes. His eldest disciple had learned bad things from this immortal king from a foreign land.
He speaks in a very pretentious manner.
"Master, I need to go to the Imperial Pass on the other side of the Tianyuan. Can you take me there?"
After Chen Zhu made the harsh words, he turned around and blamed Patriarch Bodhi. He remembered what Di Hong said, the vision.
His Lianxu Road is closely related to the vision, and the Emperor's Pass is the best place.
This is something unique to this world.
"Go."
Patriarch Bodhi smiled and passed Chen Zhu over.
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The saints and great masters of supernatural powers in Journey to the West analyzed the great principles of this world and how it is possible that although the Way of Heaven is not strong, living beings can still become powerful.
Just by analyzing this short period of time, their momentum began to rise.
The great masters of the world of Journey to the West have lived too long. All the truths in their hearts are but a blink of an eye.
This kind of foundation touches the principle of sacrificing life in exchange for combat power, and can burst into terrible fireworks.
Originally, the world of Journey to the West was just an ordinary ninth-level world, and the saints were at most the immortal kings of this world.
But as the world was upgraded, the things sent by Chen Zhu supplemented the foundation, and the saint was already linked to the quasi-immortal emperor.
And Patriarch Bodhi also started out as a person with great supernatural powers and successfully entered the realm of Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian.
In other words, a saint who is not worthy of the sainthood is also comparable to a quasi-immortal emperor.
Their coming here this time was a trick. All the beings above the Immortal Emperor in this supreme world were facing fighting and had no room to move.
Even if there is, it will be blocked by the downstream of the long river of time.
At this time, Chen Zhu crossed the abyss and set foot in the fairyland of the upper realm again.
The air is finally cleaner.
He took a deep breath, and the breath he exhaled hit the ground. The blood-stained land was full of vitality, grass and trees were sprouting, and there were patches of auspicious fairy mist in the air.
If a true dragon is willing, just taking a step can bring endless opportunities to the whole place.
If a living being was born under his feet at this moment, it would surely become an Immortal King in the future.
He walked towards Diguan, the ancient capital pass.
Along the way, his footprints were as colorful as flowers, emitting fairy fragrance, and he walked step by step to the front of the Emperor's Pass.
The gates of this ancient city wall are tightly closed, as if rejecting any existence from across the abyss.
"Zhu Ming, come and visit Diguan."
Chen Zhu knocked lightly on the gate to inform the emperor of the existence of the pass. Behind him was a green and tender road.
"Who?"
An old voice was heard from inside the Imperial Pass. Judging from the tone of his voice, his blood and energy had almost dried up and he was about to die of old age.
He dragged out the last word and looked down from the Imperial Pass.
"Zhu Ming, I have come to visit Di Guan specially. I have something I want to ask you."
Chen Zhu spoke again, without that kind of condescending majesty.
He does not look down on others because of his own strength.
He had thought about whether to go to the original imperial city or to some other place.
But in the end he felt that it would be better to come to Diguan, which was cleaner than he had imagined.
"Candlelight?"
The old man on the city wall slowly walked up the stairs, slowly walked across the land, and opened the city gate.
This is truly a being that is about to die of old age. His movements have become dull and his steps are slow.
"It's a real dragon. Come in. It's windy outside."
His eyes seemed cloudy, and only now could he see clearly the appearance of the person in front of him.
"Old man, please forgive me for disturbing you."
Chen Zhu followed him in, and all he saw was desolation.
As time goes by, the mottled city walls are covered with rust, and there are only a few old and weak people in the city.
They seem to be old, without a future, guarding here day after day and year after year.
There were only some old people, women, and children wandering around the city.
Chen Zhu looked at this ancient and dilapidated city and walked to one side. There was a well on the side of the road.
Looking down, the well was filled with a fishy smell and had already dried up.
In fact, not just this one, many Hisaishi wells have dried up.
"This well cannot be used anymore. It once washed the body of a guardian stained with foreign blood. Now it is completely ruined."
The old man said this, then walked ahead and said:
"It just so happens that my family is about to have dinner, so you can have a bite too."
"Thank you."
Chen Zhu smiled and looked at the well again.
The old man walked slowly and was not in a hurry. After about a few quarters of an hour, he arrived at a dilapidated stone house with the cracks sealed with mud.
A wisp of smoke filled the air, carrying the unique smell of firewood.
"An ancient tree just died in this city. It can barely cook a meal."
The old man laughed and said, "You are lucky, young man. Otherwise, we wouldn't be able to eat this."
The so-called delicacy is just a bowl of ordinary millet.
"Eat it."
Chen Zhu turned his head to look at the other side. A little kid, probably only a few years old, was looking at him timidly.
"Where is the child's father?"
He looked around and found that his mother was not around.
"Died in battle."
The old man said in a trivial manner: "His father, mother, grandparents all died in the war. I am still of some use, so I can take care of him."
Such words made Chen Zhu silent.
No wonder he felt that none of them seemed to be related by blood.
"What about you? Where are you from?"
While eating millet, the old man asked casually:
"No one has come to this Imperial Pass for a long time. I'm surprised you're here."
"I come from far away."
Chen Zhu sighed, "The old man is a supreme being, but he is willing to stay here. He might die in battle one day."
"Are you willing?"
The old man laughed: "Why not? I die for all living beings, nine heavens and ten earths, what's the harm in death?"
He was very open-minded: "You came to see me, you must have something to ask."
Chen Zhu felt a little heavy-hearted: "Did the old man see through it? I actually want to learn something."
He opened his mouth slightly, and a drop of ambergris fell into the stone house.
The next second, this imperial pass was full of vitality, with flourishing flowers, trees and plants, and fragrant flowers blooming!
Dry wells began to generate water, and even a large river began to flow out.
It's magical that fruits, vegetables and trees grow out of thin air.
"As tuition, I don't have anything good to give you, so I'll leave a drop of ambergris to provide a good environment for this city, so that at least the children can have enough food and not suffer so much."
This is not just a good environment. The land that has been polluted by immortal-level blood for many years has been purified just like that.
The air became incredibly fresh.
(End of this chapter)