OBS Chapter 842 Siege In Netherland
Chapter 842 Siege In Netherland
Those who were hiding in the crowd were observing Huo San secretly, but now they feel the latter's sight and can't help shrinking subconsciously.
These people came from the bottom of the plateau, and most of them have heard of what happened on the Ye family's sacred mountain.
Even if you have doubts about those exaggerated deeds, you can't help but feel fear.
"Heh, these people are really disparate in strength and polarized... Either they are the so-called underworld, or they are the Seventh Stage Supreme... It's interesting..." Huo San murmured with a smile.
Seeing Huo San staring at the closed city gate, Ye Tian came over and introduced: "senior, I heard that the inner city has not yet reached the time to open the gate, but when it will be opened, no one has said clearly... "
"Well, don't worry, Xiaokong and the others haven't arrived in the inner city anyway...just wait..."
It's just a city, even if the city gate is closed, it can't stop Huo San's footsteps.
It's just that Huo San didn't intend to force his way in.
He wanted to see what was so tricky about this divine city.
There are also those Supremes who are hidden in the crowd, each of whom has been planted with strange seeds...
Although all the clues we have so far point to Tianshu Sacred Land, this is obviously smoke that was released deliberately.
The real behind-the-scenes black hand has not yet surfaced.
...
Beyond the city of God, there are millions of miles of underworld.
A terrifying battle is going on.
Hundreds of fallen creatures besieged a thin old man, and the fighting was extremely fierce.
"Ye Changge, you can't escape!"
"Ye Changge, be obedient and obedient, and be the nutrient for us to replenish our vitality..."
The attack of the fallen creatures was impenetrable, and thousands of Spiritual Qi rainbows soaked in death energy intertwined into a net of Shrouding the Heavens, tightly surrounding the figure in the center.
Ye Changge snorted coldly, and the power of the Sacred Body exploded.
As deep as the ocean, and as thick as a mountain, the Blood Qi surged out majestically, like a savage dragon from ancient times.
"Eight Desolation Fist!"
He punched out with a fist that was unparalleled, and directly blasted an irreparable gap in the big gray net, and then fell apart.
"With your group of half-dead things, you want to keep the deity?"
"It's just wishful thinking..."
Then came another heavy punch, with the momentum of shaking the world and destroying the world, it directly blasted the seven or eight gray figures who rushed to the front and had no time to dodge into powder, and their souls were lost.
For a moment, the fallen creatures did not dare to approach easily.
"What to do, this old boy is too difficult to deal with..."
"He has already touched the threshold of the ultimate way, and his combat power is far from being comparable to the perfection of Supreme..."
"Hmph, so what about half step extremes, if it's the heyday of this deity..."
"Okay, just shut up, even if you were in your heyday, I'm afraid it's nothing more than that, what nonsense are you talking about..."
"For the present plan, I'm afraid the only option is to procrastinate... When the death energy of Netherland wipes out his vitality, then he can be captured alive..."
"That won't work! The reason why we want to capture him is to take his vitality to repair our own body. If we really wait for the underworld to exhaust him, wouldn't it be a waste of time to fetch water from a bamboo basket?"
"So what if it doesn't work? Just because our group is half disabled, who can be his opponent?"
Many fallen creatures fell silent.
Before falling into Netherland, there might be quite a few degenerate Supremes present who could rival Ye Changge.
After all, it is not easy to linger in the underworld for endless years.
But now it's all at the end of the battle.
Anyone facing Ye Changge alone is not an enemy of the latter.
"Damn it, didn't that damned woman say that Ye Changge has already been wounded, how can he still have such combat power..."
"Do you believe her? If you really want to say that she is also from the Ye family, the relationship between the two of them is closer than ours, what good things are you thinking..."
"Luo Tian, you are the strongest here, you should think of a way..."
The leading fallen creatures looked at a young man who hadn't spoken.
The latter stood in the air with his hands behind his back, his expression flat.
Although he is also a fallen creature, he is not completely wrapped in death like other fallen creatures. On the contrary, he is dressed in unstained white clothes, revealing a bit of anger faintly.
"There is no way..."
These words are undoubtedly like a basin of cold water poured on the heads of all the fallen creatures.
"There is no way? This... Could it be that we can only let him go?"
"This is the Supreme of half step, the vitality in its body is enough to extend the life of us for many years..."
"What's more, that woman promised that as long as we can get rid of Ye Changge, those cultivators in the city of gods will be at our disposal..."
"Let him go...that's naturally impossible," Luo Tian smiled lightly and shook his head, "but there is no shortcut to capture him alive, the only way to defeat him is to defeat him head-on..."
"Only in this way can we preserve as much vitality as possible..."
As soon as he finished speaking, his eyes flickered fiercely, and he stretched out his hand, and a cold long sword fell into his hand.
Then with a flick of the wrist, the ten thousand zhang sword glow soared into the sky, heading straight for Ye Changge.
The latter did not dare to neglect.
Put your hands together, and hand seals in your mouth.
"Om—"
Accompanied by a roar, an ancient bronze tripod full of vicissitudes of time appeared above his head.
The tripod has three legs and a mouth with two ears.
The body of the tripod is round, engraved with the sun, moon, stars, mountains, rivers, birds, beasts, insects and fish...
The moment the ancient bronze tripod appeared, the oncoming Sword Qi collapsed in an instant, and Ye Changge was forced back hundreds of miles in an instant by the death energy where he was standing.
Dozens of fallen creatures with lower cultivation bases were illuminated by the divine brilliance of the bronze tripod, and their dead bodies began to melt, and the heart-piercing howls could be heard endlessly.
"That's... Wan Ling Ding!" A fallen creature saw the origin of the copper tripod.
"Wild Spirit Cauldron?"
"Several epochs ago, the natal soul treasure of Ye Tian, the real god of martial arts..."
"I didn't expect this spirit treasure to exist in the world..."
Many fallen creatures backed away unconsciously, their eyes full of fear.
Ye Changge on the opposite side is walking like a dragon and a tiger, holding the Wanling Ding in one hand, with a soaring momentum, with an invincible attitude that despite thousands of people, I will go to it.
"Let's go up together!"
"Today, I have the Ancestor's Myriad Spirit Cauldron in my hand, even if I can't level this Netherland, I will kill all of you scum of the Cultivation World!"
Ye Changge's shout was like thunder, like thousands of yellow bells ringing, making the fallen souls in a hundred thousand miles of the underworld shudder.
"Wan Ling Cauldron..." Luo Tian narrowed his eyes and murmured.
"Ye Tian Xing, I never imagined that I would still have the opportunity to meet your old rival..."
"However, this junior of yours hasn't ignited the fairy fire yet, so I'm afraid you won't be able to display the full strength of the Wanling Cauldron..."
The corners of Luo Tian's mouth curved slightly, revealing a wicked smile.
Then he took a step forward, pointing at Jianfeng obliquely.
"Everyone, don't be afraid, the power of Wanling Cauldron does not exist in ten, if we rush forward, it will definitely be able to do nothing!"
Hearing Luo Tian's words, many fallen creatures present finally felt a little relieved.
After a while, they once again instigated their fighting spirit and made an appointment to rush forward together.
Luo Tian stood behind the battle formation, waiting for the opportunity to move.