Chapter 87 The Great Festival, the despair of the aliens
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:"senior--"
:"senior--"
I saw the Palace Master of the Killing Palace appear.
The powerful men of all races bowed their heads and saluted.
They usually regard humans as livestock, but they dare not show off in front of this existence.
The powerful power deserves the awe of all living beings.
The silver-haired woman looked indifferently and waved her skirt sleeves.
Buzz——
Above the nine heavens.
The Hongjun Tower that covered the sky and sun glowed with dazzling golden light, and then slowly fell down.
See the situation.
The strong men of all races looked excited and their eyes were full of greed.
Everyone present knew it.
Entering Hongjun Tower, as long as their luck is not too bad, their strength will be greatly improved.
: "The Sky Bird Clan will eventually rise in my hands." A strong man from the Sky Bird Clan looked up at the gradually descending tower, clenching his fists and his eyes full of hope.
"If we can obtain the treasure and successfully leave the secret place, our Tengu clan may be able to crush the Divine Cat clan." The strong Tengu clan thought with a ferocious look on his face.
Looking at the gradually agitated monks from all races around him, Chu Xiu looked indifferent. Zhu Biyue beside him was very nervous and held his hand tightly.
Channels of golden light fell down like quicksand, covering the entire square, shrouding everyone in it.
On the black stone slab, hundreds of millions of ancient runes lit up at the same time.
Saw this scene.
The corners of Chu Xiu's eyes couldn't help but twitch.
He suddenly raised his head and looked at the Palace Master of the Killing Palace.
I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, but he just happened to look at him when he killed the palace master of the shrine.
Chu Xiu's face was gloomy, and he asked through a spiritual message, "This is not a space teleportation array."
: "Oh? Fellow Taoist, you are also involved in ancient formations?" the silver-haired woman smiled sweetly.
Chu Xiu frowned as he entered the temples and said coldly, "If I read it correctly, this is definitely a sacrifice formation. What do you want to do?"
: "Don't worry, fellow Taoist. You have the mark of Master Qi Ling. This formation cannot hurt you. I will send you and your Taoist companions to Hongjun Tower later. What opportunities you can get next depends on
You’re on your own.”
Finished speaking.
The master of the Killing Palace pinched out a mysterious magic formula with his bare hands.
Chu Xiu felt a burning sensation on his wrist.
Look down.
The green willow branches are constantly glowing with fluorescence, as if they are breathing and pulsating rhythmically.
next moment!
A golden beam of light was projected from the bottom of Hongjun Tower, shrouding Chu Xiu and Zhu Biyue.
The space trembled slightly, and the two figures disappeared.
This scene.
Naturally, it attracted the attention of many powerful people.
Did the human race enter Hongjun Tower?
Why haven't we been introduced yet?
This is unfair! This is so unfair. Why can they go in first?
As the saying goes, one step is fast, and every step is fast. Seeing Chu Xiu enter the Hongjun Tower early, the mentality of the strong men of all races suddenly became unbalanced.
There were also some strong men who were proficient in formations and noticed something was wrong.
: "Senior, I wonder if we can enter the tower now?"
A monk with a wolf head and body spoke eagerly.
: "Yes, senior, you can't favor one over another just because he is a human monk, right?" A monk agreed, with a hint of questioning in his tone.
: "Senior, please lead me into the tower."
: "Senior, please give me some guidance——"
The monks of all races bent down and clasped their fists.
The Palace Master of the Killing Palace had silver hair and a cold expression, and said calmly, "How dare a group of domestic animals come to question me?"
The temperature suddenly dropped to freezing point.
The monks of all races looked at each other, wondering why this one suddenly turned his back.
Dou Wang held the black dragon spear, looked up at the sky, and asked coldly, "Senior, what do you mean?"
: "Even if you are stronger than everyone here, you can't insult us like this, right?"
The Palace Master of the Killing Palace snorted coldly.
: “I don’t know what it is called!”
She looked up at the sky, her eyes far away, as if she had seen through endless time and space.
: "It has been so long that you foreigners seem to have forgotten who is the master of the ancient world. For countless thousands of years, you have obtained countless benefits in the ancient world. Now it is time to recover the interest."
Interest?
The monks of all races were stunned.
next moment.
A bloody beam of light was projected from the bottom of Hongjun Tower, instantly covering the square.
The original golden runes were instantly transformed into bloody sacrifice runes.
: "No, this is the sacrifice formation, run away——"
A peak Saint King, shrouded in black robes, screamed, soared into the sky, and flew towards the edge of the square.
boom--
There was a loud noise.
The figure in black robe seemed to have hit an invisible wall, and flew back at a faster speed than when he went there.
At this time everyone reacted.,
One by one, with red eyes, they fled towards the edge of the square, but the result was the same as the men in black robes. They couldn't break through the bloody light curtain at all.
Hongjun Tower is a supreme treasure that surpasses imperial weapons and even immortal weapons. How can you, the holy kings, break through its blockade?
Seeing the struggles of the ants, the master of the Killing Palace looked contemptuously.
:'Let's all work together to break through this formation and escape!'
King Kun and Centipede roared loudly, and his size continued to expand, turning into a body tens of thousands of feet tall.
Thousands of magic weapons and Taoism gathered together to form a torrent and crashed towards the light curtain.
boom---
Boom boom boom~‘
The light curtain did not move at all, not even trembling. Its solidity was astonishing.
How can this be--
The faces of the monks from all races were filled with shock, and their eyes were full of despair.
Why can't we all gather our strength to shake this formation at all?
The monks of all races went crazy, constantly using the power of the Holy King, pouring out Taoist, magical and magical powers for free, attacking the light screen frantically, trying to find a way out.
The roar lasted for half a cup of tea.
A shrill scream echoed throughout the formation.
: "Ah, my hand——"
The strong man from the Sky Bird Clan looked at his hands with a horrified expression.
The flesh, flesh and bones on his hands melted like candles.
It's like an introduction.
The bodies of other powerful men from all races also began to melt.
Not only that.
Their souls, Dao Xing, and Laws and Rhythms were rapidly disintegrating, and were immediately swallowed and absorbed by the Hongjun Tower.
No, no, I don’t want to perish! My race is still waiting for me to go back.
If I want to live and die and lead my tribe to rise, I must not die here.
The monks of all races struggled frantically, taking out various life-saving magic weapons, trying to escape from this nightmare.
However, in front of Hongjun Tower, all struggles seemed so feeble.
Howling Moon Wolf King and Kun Centi King crazily collided with the light curtain, one after another comparing their powerlessness.
at the same time.
The monks who were climbing the peak of the Slaughter Palace felt the force of the vibration and raised their heads one after another.
I saw that the previously peaceful and suspended Slaughter Palace suddenly glowed with blood.
next moment.
Countless monks were shocked to find that their bodies were melting visibly like ice and snow when exposed to flames.
further away.
The same goes for the monks who fight against the undead.
Their bodies and souls turned into the purest energy in the world, constantly converging towards the Slaughter Palace.
Countless screams resounded throughout the world.
The undead also stopped moving.
They all stood still and looked towards the Palace of Killing. The next moment, as if they were summoned, they surged towards the Palace of Killing.
: "We have waited too long for today!"
Under the bloody abyss, an old voice sighed.
: "The power accumulated by the Killing Palace should be enough to break through the shackles of heaven and earth."
The old man in blood robe suddenly appeared on the top of the cliff.
He looked in the direction of Hongjun Tower from a distance, with a solemn look on his face, and bowed slightly with his fists clasped, "The blockade has been lifted, and the catastrophe of heaven and earth is coming. Please take care of yourself, Your Majesty!"
: "Liu, it's time for us to hit the road!"
: "Okay!" A willow branch dropped, wrapped around the old man, and tore through the void.