Chapter 89 Three thousand years ago, Immortal Emperor in White!
Rumbling, the terrifying power directly shook Fushan. The fairy mountain, which was originally eight thousand feet high and rich in immortal energy, instantly collapsed by two-thirds, leaving less than three thousand feet. At the same time, flames shot into the sky, and all the immortals on the mountain collapsed.
All the grass, fairies and trees were burned and turned into desolation.
"!!!"
Seeing this scene, Fang Xuanzong was stunned.
The power of this divine thunder was unimaginable. Even Fang Xuanzong, an "outsider" who was thousands of meters away from the center of the explosion, still felt a deep fear at this moment.
"Isn't this the scene where Fushan was destroyed by divine thunder three thousand years ago? Could it be that what I see now is the scene three thousand years ago?"
Soon, Fang Xuanzong also reacted. Looking at the scene of destruction in front of him, he couldn't hide the shock in his eyes.
Time is like water, and it will never come back. He never expected that after entering the Black Mountain Forbidden Area and touching that little light, he would be able to immerse himself in the scene and see the scene three thousand years ago again.
"Roar!"
Just when Fang Xuanzong was thinking, suddenly, the world heard a terrifying roar of a ferocious beast, and then a terrifying and ferocious aura filled the entire world.
Fang Xuanzong followed the sound and saw that on the destroyed "Fushan", from the huge hole left by the divine thunder bombardment, a huge ferocious beast with a height of one hundred feet came out.
"睚禦?!"
Fang Xuanzong recognized him at a glance.
The ferocious beast with the body of a jackal and a dragon had two wings on its back. It was exactly the same as the statue of Yaju that Fang Xuanzong saw outside. But the difference was that the statue of Yaju was over a hundred feet tall, which was more than ten times taller than the statue of Yaju at the outer gate.
Moreover, the most eye-catching thing is that in the huge Yazhen mouth, there is a huge dragon-shaped sword that is more than ten feet long.
The sword glowed, silver light flowed, and its appearance was perfect. Moreover, Yaizhen held the dragon-shaped sword in his mouth, and with just a slight stroke, a dark hole appeared in the void, which was extremely terrifying.
"What a sharp sword. It can actually cut through the void. I'm afraid it has reached the level of a peerless magic weapon!"
Fang Xuanzong was also shocked.
This is definitely the sharpest and most terrifying sword Fang Xuanzong has ever seen. The sword's own sword energy alone has far surpassed him, reaching a terrifying level.
But soon, Fang Xuanzong got clues about Fang Xuanzong.
"No, that sword has a strong power of light crown... It's not a pure peerless divine weapon, it's a crown of light! - It's a peerless divine weapon transformed into a crown of light!"
Fang Xuanzong was shocked.
Thinking of the legend of Shenguang Mountain, Fang Xuanzong suddenly understood something.
Three thousand years ago, a crown of light descended from the sky on Shenguang Mountain, triggering a battle among the powerful men in the immortal world. But now it seems that the crown of light descended with Yajue, and it was the dragon-shaped sword held in Yajue's mouth.
"Yaizu was born with a sword in his mouth. Now it seems that the dragon-shaped sword may be the natural crown of light of the mythical beast Yazui!"
Fang Xuanzong guessed in his heart.
"Boom!"
Thinking like this, suddenly, there was another loud noise, and at the moment when Yaizhen appeared with a dragon-shaped sword in his mouth, not far away, a powerful breath like a storm suddenly rose into the sky, and then a purple-robed Taoist quickly appeared in the sky.
He reached Shenguang Mountain and appeared in front of the hundred-foot-tall Yaizhen.
Fang Xuanzong didn't know that person, but judging from the clothes he was wearing and his aura, that person was obviously from the Zhenyuan Immortal Sect, and he was most likely the original leader of the Zhenyuan Xianmen!
"Immortal King Level!"
Fang Xuanzong took a deep breath, and through the terrifying pressure emanating from the purple-robed Taoist, he immediately guessed his strength.
The movement of the divine beast Yazhen's landing was extremely loud, so the contemporary True Essence Immortal King who was the nearest was naturally the first one to rush over.
Immediately afterwards, another equally powerful aura appeared in Fang Xuanzong's perception, and figures with terrifying auras like storms appeared one after another, their eyes locked on the hundreds of feet tall divine beast Yazu.
.
These people were wearing the clothes of different immortal sects, but without exception, the aura on their bodies was not inferior to that of the True Essence Immortal King.
"Seven Immortal Kings!"
Fang Xuanzong's eyebrows jumped wildly, and the seven figures who appeared after that actually reached the level of Immortal King.
The arrival of this divine beast Yazhen unexpectedly attracted the attention of seven or eight immortal kings.
"Roar!"
Along with a roar, it was Yazui who roared angrily, holding a dragon-shaped sword in his mouth, and took the initiative to attack the eight immortal kings.
"Boom!"
The battle started instantly.
The power of the Immortal Kings is so powerful that they can burn the sky, boil the sea, collapse the sky and split the earth with just a few clicks. In fact, with the actions of the eight Immortal Kings, the entire Shenguang Mountain was surrounded by voids shaking and energy waves roaring, each one like a sea tide.
The power of the rules vibrated endlessly, and the entire space was constantly destroyed and reorganized, almost completely turning into a terrifying black hole.
"Is this a fairy king level battle?"
Fang Xuanzong looked at this scene in confusion.
Even though they were thousands of meters apart and three thousand years apart, the scene in front of him shocked Fang Xuanzong.
destroy!
fear!
Tremor!
This is how Fang Xuanzong feels at this moment.
This was the first time he had seen a battle at the level of Immortal Kings, and it was also a melee in which eight Immortal Kings surrounded and killed a divine beast. A battle of this level was rare even in the chaotic Immortal World.
But soon, Fang Xuanzong came back to his senses:
"This is a rare opportunity to observe how these strong men fight and how they use the rules."
Martial arts is a continuous learning process, and it is important to explore on your own, but if a famous teacher personally guides and demonstrates it in front of you, the effect will naturally be twice the result with half the effort.
Now, being able to watch this kind of melee at the level of an Immortal King is definitely a good opportunity for Fang Xuanzong to learn, and he is destined to benefit a lot.
Thinking like this, Fang Xuanzong started to observe and practice again and again.
"Boom!"
On the other side, on the Shenguang Mountain, the battle between the eight immortal kings and the divine beast Yaju is already in full swing. Although he is under siege, Yaju is the son of the true dragon after all. His physical strength and strength are fully displayed at this moment.
, even in the face of the siege of eight immortal kings, he still did not fall behind.
It could even suppress the eight Immortal Kings with the dragon-shaped sword in its mouth.
——To a certain extent, Yaizhen is the one who has the initiative in the battlefield at this moment.
"laugh!"
The sword light flashed in the void, and the terrifying sword light directly tore through the void, leaving dark cracks in the air. At the same time, only a scream was heard, and blood sprayed from the chest of an Immortal King, who was directly struck by a sword from the void.
Cut it out.
After the battle until now, it was the Immortal King's side who had a large number of people, and someone was injured first.
"What a sharp sword, what a strong Yazhen."
Fang Xuanzong was also secretly shocked when he saw this.
Being able to calmly face the siege of eight Immortal Kings, and even injure one Immortal King, the strength of this divine beast Yazhen is obvious to all.
Fang Xuanzong even had a feeling that until now in the battle, Yajuan still seemed to be holding back and not using all his strength.
Thinking like this, in the distant void, there was another roar, rumbling, the sky shook, the whole world shook, and an unprecedented terrifying aura suddenly appeared in Fang Xuanzong's perception.
At that moment, Fang Xuanzong only felt that he was sensing a prehistoric giant beast. After just sensing it, he was immediately bitten and his whole body had a splitting headache.
——You know, this is three thousand years apart!
"What's going on? What on earth is that?"
Fang Xuanzong's face was pale and horrified.
The aura far away made him feel an unprecedented shock and terror. Three thousand years later, his senses were actually detected and attacked by that existence. Such a terrifying existence even surpassed those that had appeared before.
Those eight immortal kings!
Thinking like this, I saw the void above Shenguang Mountain twisting, and at some point, a figure in white robes floated above everyone's heads.
The man just showed up without any warning.
And the moment he appeared, the whole world seemed to fall into silence.
The wind stopped, all the vegetation stopped swaying, and even the fierce battle between the eight Immortal Kings and Yaizhen came to an abrupt end.
Everyone stopped what they were doing and looked up at the white figure above. The faces of the eight Immortal Kings were full of horror and fear.
In all the worlds, the Immortal King is already the strongest fighting force on the surface, enough to influence the pattern of the Immortal World. But at this moment, on Shenguang Mountain, the eight Immortal Kings all fell into fear... At this moment, Fang Xuanzong vaguely guessed
What.
Immortal Emperor!
Only the legendary Immortal Emperor can intimidate the eight Immortal Kings in all the worlds with just a single figure without saying a word.
However, thousands of years ago, the Immortal Emperor hardly showed up anymore and was completely a legendary figure. Fang Xuanzong never expected that at this moment, on Shenguang Mountain, he would actually "see" an Immortal.
emperor!
At the moment when the white-robed Immortal Emperor appeared, there was a deep fear in the house-sized eyes of the real dragon's son Yazuan, who was hundreds of feet tall and held a dragon-shaped sword in his mouth.
As powerful as it was, I felt a deep threat from the white-robed figure.
"What a terrifying aura. There is obviously no movement or breath coming out. However, just by appearing here, it has become the center of the world and an existence that cannot be ignored, giving all beings incomparable terror.
Pressure."
Fang Xuanzong had already set off huge waves:
"Even after three thousand years, when I saw his figure, I couldn't help but feel as small as an earthworm and wanted to bend down and worship him. The power of the Immortal Emperor is so terrifying."
Once upon a time, it was difficult to find water in the sea!
If before this, Fang Xuanzong only thought about becoming an Immortal King, killing Zhao Moyun, and avenging his sect, then now Fang Xuanzong has some new desires in his heart.
Just when Fang Xuanzong was shocked, the Immortal Emperor in white above everyone in the distance suddenly turned his head and looked in the direction of Fang Xuanzong.
"boom!"
Fang Xuanzong was shaken all over, and his whole scalp was numb.
The Immortal Emperor discovered him!
Even though there was a time barrier of three thousand years, Fang Xuanzong was still convinced that at this moment, the white-clothed Immortal Emperor's eyes clearly captured Fang Xuanzong's traces through the long river of time.
At this moment, the two people looked at each other.
What kind of eyes are these?
indifferent!
Ice cold!
Without the slightest emotion, regard all things as stupid dogs!
Under the gaze of these eyes that had been separated for three thousand years, Fang Xuanzong felt as if he was facing a superior god. In front of those eyes that could penetrate the soul, he felt as if he was completely naked, with no secrets to hide.
It seemed like only a moment, and it seemed like countless long centuries had passed, before the white-clothed Immortal Emperor finally looked away from Fang Xuanzong.
"call."
Fang Xuanzong breathed a sigh of relief and realized that his entire clothes were soaked through.
"Is this the Immortal Emperor?"
Fang Xuanzong had a lingering fear on his face. The moment just now seemed to be longer than a hundred years:
"The gaze can penetrate time. What a terrifying existence this is. I'm afraid he has already touched the law."
Everyone knows that there are three thousand avenues, and to a certain extent, the avenues are the rules.
In all the worlds, the warriors who master the rules are like the crucian carp crossing the river, innumerable, but how many are involved in the existence of laws?
Time is the law.
As for the Immortal Emperor in white in front of him, his methods obviously involve the level of laws.
Before Fang Xuanzong could think more, the Immortal Emperor in white had already taken action ahead.