Chapter 215 You old man are so evil!
"Ugh..."
Instantly, Chen Xiao's face was full of pain, and countless brilliant golden lights burst out from his body. The blood in his body was boiling wildly and extremely hot.
At this moment, he was like a blazing sun, shining on the 360 immortal peaks of Yuhuamen, and even the sun hanging in the sky was eclipsed.
"Ancestor, I am the son of Yuhuamen, and I have the appearance of an immortal! You can't treat me like this!" Chen Xiao was panic-stricken and shouted hysterically.
At this moment, he had a feeling of doubting his life and being betrayed.
Patriarch 꽭Hong said righteously, "It is precisely because you are the Son of God that you should stand up and turn the tide when the sect is facing life and death!"
"Otherwise, how can you bear the title of Son of God?!"
Chen Xiao was so angry that he wanted to vomit blood. It was obviously a waste of time, but he had to say it so high-soundingly.
Old man, you have to have some shame!
"No, my solar immortal body..." Suddenly, Chen Xiao noticed something and showed despair on his face. He clearly felt that there seemed to be something in his body, which was quickly peeled off through the air.
"Don't worry, you won't die. If you are lucky, your immortal body can still be preserved, but it's not as good as before."
"But the ancestor promises you that as long as you can successfully overcome this difficulty, the sect will search for the wonders under the sun and reshape your complete solar immortal body for you!"
"After all, you are the hero of my Yuhua Sect!"
Patriarch 꽭Hong made a solemn promise.
"I don't believe you..." Chen Xiao wanted to swear. He had seen shameless people, but he had never seen such a shameless person.
This kind of verbal promise is like chopping off a person's life force, and then saying with a firm face that it can't be allowed to grow again. It's so outrageous!
What's more, if the immortal body is a strong and precious physique, it is almost hopeless to recover if it is destroyed.
But the problem is that facing the power of an immortal, he can't resist at all, and can only let him do whatever he wants, shedding two lines of humiliating tears.
Hualala.
An extremely pure solar energy spread out from Chen Xiao's body, flashing with billions of brilliant golden lights.
"Such pure energy material is enough to open the star gate, and even keep it open for several days." Ancestor 佭 Hong exclaimed with satisfaction.
Swish!
With a wave of his hand, this golden energy rushed towards the star gate, like a giant head smashing into a calm lake, stirring up huge ripples.
Rumble~
The star gate, which was originally motionless, had a pattern carved on the door frame flowing with brilliance, and the entire door slowly opened at a speed visible to the naked eye, and a surging energy airflow suddenly burst out.
The entire forbidden area was covered with dust, and the ground changed color.
"What happened?!"
The disciples and elders of Yuhuamen were so scared that their scalps were numb, and they felt suffocated in their hearts, and they were panicked.
Soon, countless terrible auras came from the star gate, and a large number of tall figures walked out of the passage in an orderly manner.
They were wearing dark purple metal battle suits, holding long halberd-like weapons, with purple hair loose, cold eyes, and two sharp horns on their foreheads. They looked like demons from hell, with an evil and dangerous aura.
There was a raging will to destroy everything and trample on all races!
This was the army of the Underworld Clan from outside the domain!
Boom, boom...
When the Underworld Clan army walked out of the star gate and officially entered the Kunlun Realm, there were lightning and thunder in the sky, the sky was almost collapsing, and groups of dark clouds gathered, making people feel depressed and suffocated.
In the vast Eastern Region, countless creatures were terrified, their hair stood on end, and they had an ominous premonition in their hearts.
"Hiss!!!"
In the forbidden area, when Patriarch Hong and his companions saw the army of the underworld swarming out of the star gate, they had been mentally prepared, but after seeing this scene, they were all terrified from the bottom of their hearts.
It was scary, too scary!
There was no reason, just because the realm of every soldier in this underworld army was at the level of a true immortal!
The number increased from one, two, three... to eighty thousand!!
Eighty thousand real true immortals appeared together in the Yuhua Gate, and the scene was simply eye-popping!
The surging murderous aura that galloped across the starry battlefield and the shape of a hundred chains of hammers directly caused the surrounding void to present twisted ripples.
In front of this terrifying immortal army, the Five Patriarchs looked so weak and helpless, trembling like a quail.
Chen Xiao, whose solar energy was completely drained, suffered serious damage to his physique, and showed signs of regression in cultivation and decline in combat power.
At this moment, he seemed to be drained dry, with a pale face and thin body. He silently crawled to the corner to hide, looked at it with fear, and murmured:
"Immortals, so many immortals..."
Seeing the large number of true immortals, Chen Xiao felt that his cognition was overturned.
Gurgle.
Ancestor 꽭Hong was in a trance, swallowing saliva with difficulty. While he was in awe of the outside world's underworld clan, he was also full of unprecedented confidence in the Yuhua Sect.
With so many immortals, a mouthful of spit and a nail, Ye Junlin must be drowned, right?
Suddenly, this underworld army lined up on both sides, as if welcoming something, with a straight look and a serious face.
Three figures walked out of the star gate.
The leader of the underworld tribe was a strong middle-aged man, riding a fierce underworld beast that could devour mountains. His majestic face was full of coldness, and he seemed extremely dissatisfied.
"You bastard, why do you have to open the star gate now? Explain it!"
The leader, Ming Wanjun, was very annoyed. When he came in from the star gate, his realm was suppressed from the ninth level of Xuanxian to the second level of Wuxian. This feeling was really uncomfortable.
And the most unpleasant thing was that only one star gate was opened, which was far from the planned target before.
In desperation, he could only notify the rest of the Ming army to rush to the current open star gate channel.
After all, it was not just his Ming army, but also other armies guarding various star gate channels, waiting for the opportunity.
"Sir, the plan has changed, so I can only open the star gate in advance, I hope you can forgive me," said the ancestor Wu Hong tremblingly and biting the bullet to explain.
The other party is a powerful Wuxian, superior to all true immortals. People like him can be killed with a wave of his hand.
"Where is this place?"
"Reply to the master, this is Yuhuamen."
"Yuhuamen? Someone in the clan told me before that there is a sect of Yuhuamen that has a cooperative relationship with the Ming Clan. It seems that you are the internal response of my Ming Clan in Kunlun Realm." Ming Wanjun looked at the old man coldly, his eyes looking at an ant.
"Yes, the founder of my Yuhuamen has repeatedly told me to cooperate with the Ming Clan with all my strength and not to make any mistakes." Ancestor Hong wiped the cold sweat and forced a smile.
"Hmph, let me ask you, where is Ming Ye? I am his uncle! Let him come out to see me quickly!" Ming Wanjun said in a deep voice.
He wants to ask how he did it and messed up the plan.
Ming Ye?
Ancestor Hong was stunned, realizing that this was probably talking about the messenger of God, and muttered: "Well, he is dead... dead..."
"Dead?!!"
Ming Wanjun almost suspected that he had heard it wrong, and said angrily: "Impossible! With the natives of this place, who can fight him?!"
Although Kunlun Realm was once an eternal world with many strong people and immortals, that was a long time ago.
Even if it is in the recovery stage now, everything has a process. For example, who among the natives of Kunlun Realm can defeat the pride of his clan?
Ming Wanjun, who is the uncle of the clan, knows Ming Ye very well. Although he is not the top young man in the clan, he is also outstanding. If he wants to suppress this backward world and sweep the natives here, isn't it simple?
Why is he dead?
Being enveloped by the pressure of the immortal level, Ancestor Hong was frightened to a pale face, beads of sweat slid down his forehead, and he was in great pain. He hurriedly said: "It's true, he was killed, and that person is also the culprit who destroyed the plan!"
Ming Wanjun was very angry. There was actually a native of Kunlun Realm who obstructed the plan of the Ming Clan, and also killed the pride of his Ming Clan. This was a naked provocation! Trampling on the dignity of the Ming Clan.
He must be killed and captured, and served with the clan's torture, destroying his flesh and extracting his soul to burn for thousands of years, and falling into the pain of no reincarnation forever.
"Say! Who is it?!"
The majestic voice contained infinite anger, shaking the sky for thousands of miles, and the momentum was terrifying.
Boom~
Eighty thousand Ming Clan True Immortals glared at them, exuding a surging murderous aura, pressing the entire sky to almost collapse.
Feeling countless fierce eyes focused on him, Patriarch 꽭Hong was so scared that he fell to his knees and shouted with all his might:
"It's... It's Ye Junlin!!"