pertwk Chapter 373: The Means Of The Palace Of Heavenly Kings
Chapter 373: The Means Of The Palace Of Heavenly Kings
There was actually a palace of heavenly kings.
Everyone smiled wryly.
The Palace of Heavenly Kings, that is equivalent to the Ascension Fifth Stage Heaven, a Human Race Holy Lord level existence, how can it be dealt with by the cultivators who are the tallest in the field but not the peak of the Ascension Third Stage Heaven.
It was dark and dark just now, and the two who had just crossed the threshold of the Fourth Stage might still be able to take advantage of the large number of people to barely fight.
But now the Palace of Heavenly Kings in this strange creature is absolutely unable to deal with it.
"Master Ping!"
Moyou bowed respectfully.
A faint laugh came from under the black robe.
"Hahahaha..."
"You guys are doing very well. There is a lot of nourishment here. This king is very satisfied."
Under the sleeves of the pitch-black robe, a pair of pale palms twirled lightly.
Immediately, ghosts and wolves howled within a hundred miles, and countless figures were eroded into nothingness by the strange black energy.
The black air came from nowhere, as if it existed in the body originally.
"It really is the place where the darkness and negative emotions of human nature gather, it really is the best nourishment for our weird family, hahaha..."
In the blink of an eye, more than 70% of the small sects and Rogue Cultivators gathered within a hundred miles of Guanghan Tiangong who wanted to fish in troubled waters were evaporated.
"What! This strange creature can wipe out so many strong people at will!" Someone exclaimed.
"What he is inducing is the darkness of the human heart..."
At this time, a cultivator who saw the clue explained.
"It is rumored that the source of the weirdness lies in the darkness between heaven and earth. Now it seems that whether it is between heaven and earth or in people's hearts, there is a dark side that can grow and grow weird black energy."
Everyone was silent.
Those gathered here, which one did not come to Guanghan Tiangong because of greed.
Being caught for a weakness is purely self-inflicted.
Today, I am afraid that I fell into the tiankeng carefully designed by Moyou.
Under the gathering of despair, Moyou and Yinwu's palace of heavenly kings became more powerful.
"The enemy is now, everyone, don't be discouraged!"
"Concentrate all our existing strength, even if we can't defeat the strange creatures, at least we can make them suffer some damage."
"Now that the catastrophe is approaching, perhaps this is the only contribution we can make to this world!"
It was the Scorpion Suppressing Evil of the Scorpion Sect that day.
The words of righteousness are strict, and the righteousness is awe-inspiring.
In such a situation, the inner resistance of all the cultivators was slightly aroused.
"Yeah, it's dead anyway, it's better to fight with them heartily!"
The helm of the Sect stood up, leading the Elder and his disciples.
"Yes, fight them!" Someone shouted.
"Daddy has plotted and scheming all his life, and today he can stand in front of all living beings in the world..." Someone smiled wryly.
"Then let us fight for some hope for future generations at the last moment!"
Most of the people stood up.
However, Xie Zhen'e, who was "not afraid in the face of danger" just now, slipped behind others.
ridiculous.
Who would have thought that those words just now were actually a way for a person who is afraid of death to fight for his own life.
However, the result was finally good, which aroused the indomitable hearts of those present.
A cultivator's journey is heaven-defying, against the years, and who has been able to cultivate to the current Realm, who has ever lacked persistence and unyielding.
It's just a little forgotten.
All kinds of brilliance soared into the sky.
Sect Secret Technique, the secret technique of pressing the bottom of the box, is poured out without reservation.
"Hmph, hitting a rock with an egg is beyond self-esteem!"
Heavenly King Dian Pingwang above the sky, as he waved his black robe sleeves, endless black energy burst out, corroding all the attack methods that all cultivators used with all their strength.
The difference of two Realms cannot be compensated by quantity.
Many people were silently eroded by the strange black energy, and the fear in their hearts was aroused.
There are still many people who were annihilated by the crazy laughter of the two cunning slaves, Moyou and Wu.
Although most of these people today will become nourishment for the Palace of Heavenly Kings, it is tacitly allowed for the two of them to take the opportunity to devour some of the inherent luck of the human race.
The weird clan can also absorb the luck of heaven and earth to breakthrough themselves, just like King An, the weird king in the Frost Moon Empire, broke through to the Hall of Heavenly Kings with the help of luck from all countries in the land of Meizhou.
But today, these are insignificant to King Ping who has already been promoted to the Palace of Heavenly Kings.
"Master Han, quickly activate the mountain protection array of Guanghan Tiangong! Otherwise, we will all die, and you Guanghan Tiangong will have no way out!"
Finally someone thought of Guanghan Tiangong.
The host who was still trying to carve up just now.
"Master Han, Guanghan Tiangong is a great sect with hundreds of thousands of years of experience, and one of the leaders of the Sect of Xianzhou Earth Cultivators. You should also do your best to help us!"
"Yes, Palace Master Han, don't hesitate!"
However, Han Jingmeng smiled at this time.
There is a little playfulness and a little indifference in the smile.
"Now you think of my Tiangong. Why didn't you think that Guanghan Tiangong is also the leader of Xianzhou Land when you tried to embezzle us just now?"
Everyone was silent.
But at the same time, they made another amazing discovery.
That is, under such a fierce confrontation, Guanghan Tiangong was not damaged at all.
Every plant, every tree, every flower and every tree is safe and sound.
This is too unbelievable.
The confrontation between ordinary cultivators can shatter landslides and space, not to mention these major cultivators who have already crossed the barrier between immortals and mortals.
Even if most of the Spirit Power is eroded by the black energy from the Temple of the Heavenly King of Strange Creatures, a little aftermath that escapes can destroy the Guanghan Mountain Range countless times.
Moyou Yinwu in the sky, as well as King An of the Heavenly King Hall, obviously noticed this astonishing phenomenon.
The two sides, which were fighting fiercely and abnormally, stopped tacitly.
"Master Ping, this Guanghan Tiangong seems a little weird."
King An didn't respond, but locked his eyes on the people where Han Jingmeng was standing.
Especially those two young men.
There was a feeling that even he couldn't see through.
"Keep fighting, why did you stop?" Mu Canglan yelled, not thinking the matter was too serious.
No one responded, all was silent.
Everyone felt the strangeness of this moment and this place.
Divine Sense detected all the cultivators within a hundred miles, and Shui Bingyue took a step forward with a sigh.
"Little brother, let's keep these people, and they need to spread the information about the strange arrival, so as to arouse the vigilance of the cultivators in the world..."
"Hmm..." Huo San nodded.
He didn't insist on waiting for the strange creatures to kill all those who plotted against Guanghan Tiangong.
He also understood what Shui Bingyue was thinking.
If there are really no foreign cultivators left, and the strange creatures here are killed again, then it is estimated that no one will believe the strange news spread by Guanghan Tiangong.
"Don't play tricks here, it's just that a few juniors from Guanghan Tiangong dare to say such wild words here!" Moyou shouted in a deep voice.
But he didn't intend to try it out.
"Who told you that we are all from Guanghan Tiangong?"
"So what if it's not Guanghan Tiangong," Moyou smiled contemptuously, "Lord Ping Wang is here today, even if you came out of Liuyun Sacred Land, you will not escape death today!"
"Is the Sacred Land doomed?"
Mu Canglan raised his eyebrows and asked with a playful look.
"Then—what about the Temple of Killing God..."