Four hundred and twentieth chapters Kong Luomen
In the marble cover, the battle is coming to an end. The majestic Kunlun main peak, even after many spells reinforcement, still collapsed most of the time, and there is no such majestic and majestic as before. The battle on the main peak has ended, and there is no living person on the entire main peak.
Those cultivators with low cultivation levels could not withstand the aftermath of the battle even if they were not deliberately targeted. They either fled into the cave or turned into blood mud.
At this time, most of the alien ancestor gods gathered in Kunlun Cave Heaven, where the battle continued, but Kunlun had not participated in many cultivators. This is Yu Zhenzi, the highest-ranking Kunlun School, is indeed powerful, and the magic weapons used by the Wanxiang Zhoutian Map and other magic weapons are also powerful, so he can persist until this time.
In the cave, the map of all things circumferences has turned into a huge space filled with mist. Yu Zhenzi, together with the last three Dharma image monks and seven or eight Nascent Soul monks, struggled to resist. The four-simile divine beasts and the phantoms of five or six divine beasts cooperated with them like living creatures.
These divine beasts that are completely condensed by magic power naturally cannot be compared with real divine beasts, but they are quite good. They have the talented power of those divine beasts, the strongest divine beasts have reached the level of escape from the robbery. And they have no entity, even if they are broken, they can be restored as long as they have enough spiritual energy to supplement them.
This is the power of the All-Eleven Zhoutian Map, which makes Yu Zhenzi, the highest-ranking person in Kunlun, regard it as his natal magic weapon, even if the skills are not in harmony.
They were already the last high-level monks on the main peak of Kunlun Sect, and the rest were dead. At this time, some low-level disciples were waiting for the verdict of fate in the formation in the cave heaven. Although the Kunlun Mountain Gate formation did not play a role, the formation in the cave heaven was not affected.
This is also one of the reasons why Yu Zhenzi and others can support it until now. But at this time they are all at the end of their strength.
In the space transformed by the Wanxiang Zhoutian Map, the Tianluo Tower suppressed, and the light of the sun, moon and stars spread everywhere, blocking the power of the Wanxiang Zhoutian Map to move the void. Originally, in the Wanxiang Zhoutian Map, Yu Zhenzi and others could cross the space at will. They could move the enemy, but at this time this ability was sealed by the Tianluo Tower.
At the same time, Tianluo Tower also sealed the space around the Wanxiang Zhoutian Map, making it impossible for him to absorb spiritual energy. He could only fight with the spiritual energy he had accumulated.
"What a good treasure, you can't even suppress the Tianluo Tower!" The ancestor god of the spiritual clan who held the Tianluo Tower sighed at this time, his eyes full of greed.
"Indeed, these human monks really have some good things. It seems that they have had great glory before, so they can inherit so many treasures. Those treasures that can only be used once or several times are definitely not something that the human race can make at this time." Another spiritual ancestor god said.
His eyes were also full of greed when he looked at the Zhoutian Map, but he knew that with his status in the spiritual race, he could not possess this treasure that would eventually be obtained. With regret in his heart, he said those real talisman divine thunders, and a trace of fear flashed in his eyes.
"This kind of raid actually lost eleven ancestor gods, which was a problem that I had never thought of before. Kunlun was really troublesome. If I had known this, it would be better to summon more people to come over. No. Even if so many ancestor gods come again, with their powerful treasures, they will still lose, and may even lose more. Some of the treasures have a wide range of attacks."
"The losses are indeed a bit big, but they are all worth it. After the Kunlun is destroyed, the power of the monks in this world will suffer a great loss. We have also obtained so many treasures. As for the ancestor gods, we are not short of them. At most, let those tribes who suppress their cultivation be relaxed. With more of these treasures, the hope of surviving the disaster will increase a lot. Besides, it is more meaningful to die in the disaster, death in the battle." The previous ancestor god of the spiritual clan said disapprovingly.
"It's a pity. In this world, the rules seem to be different. The ancestor god doesn't have to bear disasters. But as this world gradually merges with our world and the rules completely meet, there is no such good thing. I wonder if the other worlds controlled by the big knight can avoid disasters!"
"You will know when you grab that treasure."
The six spiritual ancestor gods secretly sent a voice to speak without relaxing their attacks on Yu Zhenzi and others. At this time, only Yu Zhenzi and others were left. They became increasingly embarrassed under the siege of many ancestor gods. Even if there was a phantom of the divine beast, no one could stop death.
"What are the stone heads of the mountain clan doing? Are they not concerned about the mountain axe? The mountain axe is in the hands of the monk, and Shi An and the others don't come to snatch it. What's going on there? They are smart, none of them die. They are really rough and thick-skinned." The ancestor god of the spirit clan glanced at it and said in confusion.
"The mountain tribe can get information about the mountain axe. They may know more information. Perhaps there are treasures that are more important to them. However, no matter what treasures, we have agreed to take them out and allocate them at that time. No matter what they find, they will hand them over."
The voice of this spiritual ancestor god was filled with a hint of mystery, and obviously had some plans.
At this time, the ancestor gods all sensed the vibration of the marble cover outside. The cave sky was not closed and connected to the main peak of Kunlun. They could clearly sense the movements outside. These ancestor gods immediately frowned.
"Hey, has the support from the human monks arrived? I thought they would delay the time!"
The ancestor god of the Spirit Clan said in surprise, but there was no worry in his expression. Before this action, they made plans to deal with various situations.
"Feng Ling, what should I do now? Should I summon the same clan here and kill the monks outside. Or should I solve these guys and retreat for the time being. I think it's better to retreat first. We have achieved our goal, and the strength of the monks is somewhat unexpected. We need to spend some time preparing for it."
The voice of the barbarian ancestor god came from a vast river of blood. It was obvious that this loss made him feel scruples.
"It's okay. We don't care. It depends on everyone's opinions. What do you say?" said the ancestor god led by the Spirit Clan.
"Before that, let's strengthen the outside. This treasure is really powerful, and I'm afraid we will need some time."
As he said that, he took out a ball of strange soil the size of a palm, which looked very ordinary. However, just looking at the strength of the spiritual ancestor god's palm, you will know that this could not be any ordinary soil, otherwise it would not be so heavy that it would be so hard for the spiritual ancestor god to work so hard.
The ancestor god of the ghost clan took out a pitch-black ball and threw it to the ancestor god of the spirit clan. The sound of ghosts crying and wolf howling sounded in the ball, and many strange figures appeared in it. These were the many ghosts refined by the ancestor god of the ghost clan with his ability.
"That's enough. Endless earth and Ghost Ball are enough to hold the enemy back for a while."
The ancestor god of the Spirit Clan said with satisfaction, and directly merged the pitch-black ball into the soil in his hand, and strange faces suddenly appeared in the soil.
The ancestor god of the Spirit Clan knocked out the ball of soil towards the gate of the cave heaven. After flying out of the cave heaven, the soil quickly merged into the marble cover.
The marble cover, which had already appeared in a large number of cracks, seemed to be greatly supplemented, and the cracks were quickly restored. Even the huge cracks that were almost pierced under the attacks of many great monks exceeded the damage speed and were quickly repaired. This situation was naturally noticed by the monks.
Not only that, strange creature patterns appeared on the surface of the huge marble cover. These patterns gradually floated up and became like sculptures, and began to exude a strange atmosphere. The sculpture quickly activated. Soon, the first huge sculpture that looked like a spider rushed towards the monks as if resurrected.
"What is this?" Luo Yuehua's palm relaxed, and a large area of blue aura was like a wave flooding and many sculptures rushing over. The sculptures were frozen and broken. However, more and more such strange sculptures were scattered on the marble. The single one was not very strong, but it was overwhelming, which disturbed the monks' actions.
"The enemy is blocking it, obviously the internal battle is still going on, but no one can say how much Kunlun monks can hold on. Half of them are assigned to take action with all their might, and there is no need to deliberately maintain combat power. With me, those who consume too much can return first." Zhang Hao said.
Many monks were inevitably reserving their actions before, after all, they had achieved some results and were not slow. In addition, they had to face a big battle in a while, so they naturally had to retain enough combat power to avoid falling in the battle. At this time, after listening to Zhang Hao's instructions, everyone looked at each other and soon assigned more than a dozen people to attack with all their strength.
The fierce and violent sword light made the high-temperature flames that twisted the surrounding air. Many great monks took action without considering their consumption, which immediately caused the huge cracks that were constantly repaired to be quickly broken open again, and the repair speed could not be supplemented with the speed of damage.
At this time, the ancestor gods in Kunlun Cave Heaven had determined their next actions.
"Since everyone wants to go back and rest for a while, then that's the matter. I inform my clan members to take down a world channel and set up a Kong Luomen to help us go back." The spiritual clan ancestor god named Feng Ling. Then he took out a leaf with colorful light and left a paragraph of text on it.
"Okay. Kong, you go outside the cave and set up Kong Luomen, and when the tribe members are ready, they will be connected."
A spiritual ancestor god next to him responded and turned into a strong wind and whistled away.
Kowlomon is the treasure of the spiritual race to travel through space. He has won many wins in the Kunlun Mirror simply in the space shuttle. However, this treasure is also limited.
The Kong Romon is not one, but six. The other five Kong Romons are all divided by the earliest Kong Romons. The two Kong Romons can travel across space, with almost no limit on the distance. In this regard, it must surpass the Kunlun Mirror.
But it is not as convenient as the Kunlun Mirror if you can only shuttle between Kong Luomen. To a certain extent, Kong Luomen is somewhat similar to the beacon of the Time and Space Gate. Moreover, Kong Luomen, like Kunlun Mirror, cannot cross the world.
Even though the Shenzhou Realm is already connected to the wild world at this time, the rules in the world channel are disordered and it is still impossible to directly cross the space between the two worlds with the help of the world channel. Therefore, Feng Ling asked the tribe members to take a world channel because they need to set up a Kong Romon on the world channel.
This is one of the plans prepared by the alien ancestor gods before the action. The so-called convening of the same clans by the barbarian ancestor gods was also to directly teleport the aliens through Kong Luomon. Kunlun's mountain gate array has been damaged and cannot block the void and cannot block Kong Luomon's teleportation. This is also one of the backup plans.
When these ancestral gods came to Kunlun, other ancestral gods and masters of the alien race were preparing and waiting for their news at any time.
The strange leaves held by Feng Ling are not affected by the rules of world channel disorder, and can transmit messages back almost at the same time. (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!