Just when the boundless coercion was about to engulf Liang Yan, starlight suddenly fell down in the void, dissipating the demonic power of the Buried Emperor.
Liang Yan's consciousness suddenly woke up and he looked attentively.
I saw Emperor Zang Tian's face pale, spitting out a mouthful of blood, and the breath from his body was like a tidal wave, and most of it was drained away in the blink of an eye.
At the same time, a black light crossed the void at an extremely fast speed!
After a few flashes, the black light returned to Liang Yan's body. The demon inside was very weak and looked seriously injured.
Wu Nian clasped his hands together and looked solemn.
"The Burial Emperor was deeply hurt by 'Qing Ming Xin', and he can't control us for the time being. Let's go!"
His expression did not waver at all, as if everything was going according to plan.
As soon as he finished speaking, a small cauldron condensed by white clouds appeared from the void and fell into Wu Nian's hands.
Baiyun Feixianding!
Liang Yan recognized that this was Linghu Bai's magic weapon, but now it became an ownerless thing.
Wu Nian held the White Cloud Flying Immortal Cauldron in his hand and waved his sleeves, causing the surrounding void to twist and deform. Liang Yan only felt that the sky and the earth were spinning, the stars were moving, and the surging power of space surrounded him, so that his consciousness was temporarily blurred.
I don’t know how long it took, maybe a few hours, maybe just a moment.
Liang Yan suddenly opened his eyes and found that he was sitting cross-legged on a desert!
Next to him were Wuxin, Xiong Yuer, Li Xiran and other familiar faces, as well as millions of monks from Nanxuan, all sitting quietly in this desert.
As if sensing that his consciousness had returned, Wu Xin immediately looked over.
"You're back?" the witch asked in surprise.
"Um."
Liang Yan nodded numbly.
The scenes in the Taixu starry sky flashed back in his mind, and Linghu Bai's words, "Using human ways to destroy the ways of heaven", echoed endlessly like an ethereal voice!
A tear ran down his cheek, and the tears contained endless sadness!
At this moment, Liang Yan only felt that the avenue was desolate, and the world was filled with sorrow.
"City Lord Eternal!"
I muttered silently in my heart, and the witch's anxious voice sounded in my ears again: "Liang Yan, what's wrong with you? You just lost consciousness, now you're like a wooden man again!"
Turning his head to look, he saw Wu Xin's eyes full of worry.
No wonder she was so worried. This was the first time Wu Xin saw Liang Yan shed tears since the two met. Even though they experienced great setbacks, they were not as devastated as they are now.
Liang Yan did not answer, there was only one voice in his heart: "Although the city lord is dead, his legacy is still there!"
This voice was extremely firm. Gradually, the confusion in his eyes disappeared, and his gaze became sharp again.
He swept away his dejected state, looked inside, and found that the green glow left by Linghu Bai was still in his body.
"The 'Qingming Heart' that the city lord has cultivated for 180,000 years was divided into four by him and inherited by four people. Since I am one of them, I should inherit the city lord's legacy!"
Thinking of this, he stood up suddenly and looked for Wu Nian among the thousands of people.
At this moment, ripples suddenly appeared in the void above his head, and a pair of big hands stretched out from it, tearing the void apart!
A vast, domineering aura surged out of the void, making everyone shiver.
"True demonic energy?"
Wuxin raised his head suddenly, with a look of shock in his eyes.
At the same time, a majestic voice came from the other side of the void: "Don't even think about leaving the remnants left by Linghu Bai. I will go on a killing spree today!"
Hearing this voice, Liang Yan's pupils shrank.
"Oh no, it's the Burial Emperor! He's chasing us!"
Although Emperor Burial of Heaven was injured, what level of cultivation was this man? Even if he only had 10% of his strength left, it would still be enough to kill everyone present!
Others also sensed the murderous aura and suddenly showed signs of despair.
"There is only the aura of the Buried Emperor. Could it be that the Lord of Linghu City has been defeated?"
"Then aren't we going to be buried here?"
"It's over! For five hundred springs and autumns, I have been practicing day after day, not daring to have any pleasure. I didn't expect that in the end I would end up with nothing!"
The voice of the Buried Emperor made millions of monks in Nanxuan panic.
Wu Xin had a strange look on his face.
She looked up at the crack in the void and felt the true demonic energy spreading from it, with a look of surprise in her eyes.
"Really demonic aura, does my demon clan exist here?"
"good."
Liang Yan nodded slightly: "There is a demon in the body of the Buried Emperor, and it was he who stole your 'Six Paths Demonic Ring'."
Wu Xin's face changed drastically after hearing this.
"It's the traitor!"
As soon as he finished speaking, there was another wave of ripples in the void, and Wu Nian's consciousness returned to his physical body.
"Uncle Master!"
All the disciples of Luo Tianshan gathered around him and kowtowed to him as if they saw hope.
But Wu Nian glanced at them with a complicated expression and sighed softly.
The next moment, Wu Nian flew high into the sky and fired several spells in his hand.
He saw clouds and mist rolling above his head, and a moment later a simple small cauldron appeared, which was the "White Cloud Flying Immortal Cauldron" left by Linghu Bai.
As Wu Nian cast the spell, the clouds and mist in the cauldron rolled, and a moment later a large white light was released, illuminating the heaven and earth, filling the entire Daluo Cave.
Everyone's consciousness and sight were blocked. Looking around, they could only see endless white clouds, and no other scenery could be seen.
Among the endless white clouds, a voice said calmly:
"Bury the Heavenly Emperor, see you later!"
As soon as he finished speaking, white light suddenly bloomed, shattering the entire Daluo Cave Sky!
At the same time, countless whirlpools appeared in the air, densely packed and dotted. The surging power of space spread out from them, like huge mouths of an abyss!
Millions of monks in Nanxuan, without exception, were all attracted by these whirlpools, and each fell into a different whirlpool.
This sudden change made Liang Yan a little surprised!
"Liang Yan!"
Wu Xin suddenly shouted and flew into the air involuntarily, but was attracted by one of the whirlpools and fell into it in an instant.
Liang Yan was about to chase after him, but his arm was grabbed by someone.
Turning around, I saw that it was the divine monk Wu Nian.
"let's go."
He only left one sentence without explaining much, pulled Liang Yan, turned around and jumped into a gray vortex.
Although this vortex is not the largest, there are countless gray airflows surrounding it, slowly rotating around it, and it looks different!
"Where are you going?"
As soon as Liang Yan spoke, a wave of gray air rolled in from around him, drowning his voice.
After a while, the two of them disappeared into the depths of the whirlpool together, leaving no trace of breath behind.
"All deserve to die!"
There was a roar in the void, and the Burial Emperor finally appeared!
His magic power reaches the sky and the earth, but it will take some time to reach this small world from the Taixu Starry Sky.
Although Wu Nian's magic power is not as good as his, he has the "White Cloud Flying Immortal Cauldron" left by Linghu Bai, so he arrives in advance, shatters the "Daluo Cave" and teleports millions of Nanxuan monks away.
After the Burying Emperor appeared, he saw countless space vortexes suspended in the air, scattered all over the place. Knowing that it was the power of the "White Cloud Flying Immortal Cauldron", he was not surprised, so he just sighed.
"Linghu Bai, Linghu Bai, I thought you were a lamb in dire straits, but unexpectedly you turned out to be a jackal using yourself as bait!"
"I didn't expect this move."
The Burial Emperor's expression was complicated, and the grief and anger in his heart could not be vented, so much so that he vomited out another mouthful of blood due to his injuries.
At this moment, a sharp voice sounded in his chest: "Hmph! You had my help and the 'Six Heavenly Demonic Rings' in your hand, but you couldn't suppress the Antarctic Immortal Continent, and you were defeated by a little Linghu Bai.
At the same time, I was really blind back then!"
After hearing this, the Burial Emperor turned pale.
But he did not refute, but closed his eyes and sighed deeply:
"Linghu Bai's plan is for the world and the common people, so he doesn't care about winning or losing with me. Even he can become an outcast."
"It's because I'm so obsessed with him that no one else notices it. I always feel that if I get rid of this serious problem, I can sit back and relax. With such paranoia, I've actually fallen behind!"
After listening to his words, Donghuang Haoyuan just snorted and said lightly: "The matter has come to this, there is no turning back! Even though the destiny of heaven has been lost, we have been planning for many years, and now there is only one last step left. As long as you
If you deal with it carefully, you can still become an ancestor!"
"Without the destiny of heaven, I would not be able to monitor the entire Antarctic Immortal Continent." Emperor Zang Tian narrowed his eyes slightly.
"Then cut the mess with a sharp sword! Launch the big formation quickly, success or failure depends on this!" Donghuang Haoyuan shouted loudly.
Emperor Burial's expression changed again and again, and finally nodded slowly.
"The first priority is to recuperate and restore me to my best condition!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the Burial Emperor waved his sleeves.
I saw the surge of magic power and the overwhelming demonic energy, which instantly dispersed the vast white clouds in the "Daluo Cave Sky" and restored this space to its original appearance.
There was chaos all around, and all space vortices were forcibly closed, then turned into breeze and slowly dissipated.
At this moment, the millions of monks in Nanxuan have almost left, but there are still thousands of people stranded in this space.
Emperor Zangtian made a move with his hand, and these thousands of people flew into the air involuntarily and flew towards his location.
For a moment, everyone was suspended in front of the Burial Emperor.
A strange scene appeared. Looking around, these monks who had no time to enter the vortex were all monks from Luotian Mountain, without exception!
Even the three venerables Xuan Ye, Fu Hu, and Fu Hai are among them!
These people were suspended in mid-air, seemingly bound by an invisible force and unable to move. They could only look at the Emperor Burying Heaven with horrified eyes.
"Nothing surprising."
The Burial Emperor smiled slightly: "All of you are just a batch of blood food that I raised, and now it's time to enjoy it."
After speaking, point with your hand.
Thousands of monks in Luotian Mountain all swelled up at this moment, as if they were bubbles floating in the air.
Even the three deities of Luo Tian are no exception.
Venerable Fuhu's eyes widened, with a look of disbelief on his face.
He felt that his whole body was congested and his skin was red. A strange force appeared from his Dantian and soon dominated his body!
"How could this be? This power seems to come from the origin of my Buddhism!"
Fuhu was horrified and could not understand it until his death.
He didn't understand that the fundamentals of Buddhism that he had worked hard to cultivate for many years actually had a side that even he didn't know about.
That's pure magic!
"ah!"
With a scream, Venerable Fuhu's body exploded and turned into a thick mist of blood.
Not only him, but all the monks in Luotian Mountain self-destructed at this moment, and the air was filled with blood mist, mixed with the essence of the true spirit and the soul, exuding a strong fragrance.
The Burial Emperor smelled it, then opened his mouth and took a big breath, sucking in all the blood mist like a wind and a cloud.
“Delicious!”
There was a trace of intoxication on his face, and his eyes were slightly narrowed, as if he was enjoying himself.
His originally pale face gradually turned rosy, and his body's breath quickly recovered.
"not enough!"
The Burial Emperor suddenly opened his eyes, with a trace of greed on his face!
"After all, these small fish and shrimps are just appetizers, and you still need to eat them as a meal to satisfy your hunger."
Thinking of this, he waved his sleeves and cleared away the chaotic void nearby.
Below, I saw a fat monk lying on his back on the sand dune. His eyes were white, his mouth was drooling, his limbs could no longer move, and his breath was vague.
This person is the mountain owner of Luotian Mountain, a once world-famous Buddhist holy monk, he is really like a god!
"Haha, after supporting me for so many years, now it's time for you to play your role."
The Burial Emperor smiled slightly and also pointed with his hand.
Zhenru Tianzun's body quickly turned into blood, and the huge holy energy condensed into a fist-sized relic.
Immediately afterwards, three rays of rays of light flew out, representing the essence, blood, soul, and true spirit respectively, all of which merged into the relic, causing its golden light to flourish.
The Burial Emperor stretched out his hand, and the relic came into his hands. He then threw it into his mouth and began to chew it carefully.
"Gulu!"
With a swallowing sound, the relic that condensed all the essence of Zhenru Tianzun was swallowed by him.
In an instant, the Burial Emperor's beard and hair were flying, his face became extremely rosy, and even his white hair gradually turned into black.
After a while, the Burial Emperor opened his eyes leisurely.
The aura on his body has returned to its original state, but his hair is half white and half black. It seems that his foundation has been damaged and cannot be repaired easily.
"It's a pity that Linghu Bai's 'Qing Ming Xin' is so powerful that I couldn't fully recover even if I ate the entire Luotian Mountain," the Burying Emperor murmured to himself.
As soon as he finished speaking, Donghuang Haoyuan's voice came from his chest: "If you want to become an ancestor, you must be in a perfect state! Now that you have lost your destiny and the ability to monitor the world, you should not act outside. You should hurry up
Return to Tiangong City to retreat and recuperate!"
"Of course I know."
Emperor Zangtian frowned and said: "It is precisely because I have lost the ability to monitor the world that I am afraid of Linghu Bai, fearing that he may have some back-up plans."
"Don't think too much." Donghuang Haoyuan interrupted him: "As long as you can return to full strength before the day of sacrifice, you can activate the formation. By then you will be the tenth ancestor! One is dead!
How can someone like you still shake you?"
After hearing this, the Buried Emperor shook his head.
"You are too careless. Linghu Bai's plans are interconnected. I guess even though he is dead, his plan is not over yet."
Having said this, I paused for a moment and remembered that among the thousands of whirlpools I had just seen, there seemed to be one that stood out from the rest.
Suddenly, Emperor Burying Heaven seemed to understand something, and his eyes flashed with light.