Chapter 1564: Gathering of the Masters
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"Things who don't know whether to live or die, come in!"
After grabbing Nie Yun, the Dry Blood Ancestor raised his eyebrows, and a weapon in a water bottle flew out of his palm, became as big as the heaven and the earth, and swallowed him in one go.
call!
The bottle was grabbed back into his palm.
"After being taken into the Qiankun Pot by me, it will be completely refined in a short while and turned into a nourishing sacrifice blood refining flag. By the time we get to the Three Realms City, the spear should have become an ownerless thing and can be taken out to you!"
The ancestor of dried blood looked at the bottle in front of him and nodded with satisfaction.
"Thank you, ancestor!"
The Dry Blood Emperor clasped his fists in excitement and looked at the bottle, full of envy.
"This Qiankun Pot is the master weapon that I have worked hard to refine for hundreds of millions of years. It is specially designed to deal with the great catastrophe. It was just completed a few days ago! With this treasure, even if you meet other master masters, you can Don’t be afraid!”
Looking at his eyes, the dried blood ancestor gave a rare explanation.
This Qiankun Pot was his most proud item, and even a calm master like him couldn't help but want to show it off.
"In the pot, there are 129,600 formations arranged, and in the depths of chaos, the fire of sky and clouds and the water of hopelessness are collected. In the world inside the pot, water and fire are constantly blending. As long as it does not reach the level of domination, If you enter it, you will definitely die!”
"Fire of Sky Cloud? Water of Hopelessness... These two are the most terrifying things in chaos. Those two people will definitely die!"
Emperor Qianxue finally understood the horror of this Qiankun Pot.
The fire of the sky and the water of hopelessness, even if he is now trapped in it, he does not rely on the words of the master of the divine weapon. It is difficult for them to survive. It seems that the two people who were caught will definitely die.
"Dry blood, stay safe!"
The two are talking. There was a roar and a man strode over from a distance.
The ocean of chaos tore in front of him, and his eyebrows were like lightning. He did not exert any pressure. The Emperor of Dry Blood could not help but tremble all over after seeing it.
Another strong master!
From the outside, this master does not look like a peerless strong man, but like a salesman walking in the streets, carrying a burden on his shoulders. Like two mountains.
"Fuxu, we haven't seen each other for a billion years!"
Seeing this person, the dried blood ancestor smiled lightly and stroked his beard.
This person turned out to be the source of the legend of "Fuxudan Mountain". Help Xu!
In the legend, this Fuxu was just a strong leader of the sect, but now it seems that he is not at all, and he is actually the same as the ancestor of Qianxue. He is a dominant level strongman. And the two knew each other.
It may also be because of his knowledge that Emperor Ganxue was able to produce the fake product of "Fuxu Danshan", which was extremely powerful.
"I haven't seen you for not just a billion years, but a whole 1.3 billion years. I haven't seen you for so many years. I didn't expect you to still have this kind of temper. You will attack at the slightest disagreement and kill without blinking an eye!"
Fuxu smiled.
He saw the scene where Patriarch Ganxue dealt with Nie Yun just now.
"When it comes to killing people without blinking an eye, I'm afraid I can't compare to you. A huge mountain can crush you. A first-level world can be easily crushed into powder. Back then, you wiped out ten major sects in one night. When it comes to achievements, I don't dare to compete! "
The dried blood ancestor said.
"Don't you dare to fight? Don't tell me this here. I just killed some people who deserve to be killed. When you unified the Dry Blood Continent, how many strong men were turned into blood flags by you?" Fuxu said.
"You two masters don't go to the Three Realms City and stand here to show off. You are really shameless!"
The two were talking, and another laughter sounded. The ocean of chaos was stirring in the laughter, and a huge passage spread from a distance. It seemed that the old man was standing above the passage, his eyes as deep as the sun and the moon.
This old man has a black beard, is tall, speaks like a bell and drum, and does not hide his powerful strength at all.
It turned out to be another master!
Although the battlefield of the Three Realms is very important, the appearance of one or two masters every time is considered the limit. When three masters suddenly appeared, even the Dry Blood Emperor could smell something unusual.
"Ancestor Motian, if you're not in the Immortal Valley, why don't you stay well? Are you here just to say something to us? If you're itchy, I can continue fighting with you!"
Fuxu looked over and sneered.
"Haha, the last time I fought you for more than a thousand years, there was no winner or loser. There is no point in continuing the fight! Unless you refine some more powerful magic weapon, at most you will make me suffer a little loss. If you want to defeat me , not that easy!”
The old man named Ferris laughed, his voice booming, and the powerful sound waves made many soldiers in the Dry Blood Ancestor's Class A turn pale and make them stand unsteadily. Even the Dry Blood Emperor's eyebrows twitched and he forced himself to hold back.
There is a special power in Motian's voice. Although he does not deliberately use sound waves to attack others, he still cannot bear it if his strength is low. It is easy for gaps to occur in the mind, making it difficult to improve in the future.
"Okay, you guys, get down here!"
Seeing everyone's appearance, the Ancestor Qianxue waved his hand.
"yes!"
Many soldiers were relieved and hurriedly walked towards the cabin as if they were amnesty.
Although it is a great honor to see so many masters, their strength is too low, and each of them is powerful. If you see them for a long time, the pressure is too great, and your cultivation will not increase, but will shrink.
"As masters, we feel most comfortable when we are alone. I hate the blood!"
Looking at the people hurriedly flying towards the cabin, Motian was full of disdain.
"I hate it too. When these trashes are really fighting, they can't help, and they are a burden if they are kept. As a master, you should be carefree. Dry blood, you are greedy for power, be careful not to survive this catastrophe, and you will fall directly!"
He shook his hand and seemed to be disdainful of these soldiers.
"Humph, I will fall. Even if you die, I will not fall!"
The ancestor of the dried blood turned green and looked a little ugly.
"Don't believe it. When you reach our level, you understand the secrets of heaven, know the gains and losses, and understand the benefits. The more a person is greedy, the more he wants to occupy, the greater the responsibility he has on his shoulders. If this responsibility goes wrong, If you can't bear it, it will easily lead to disaster! It's not like old man Tianxuan didn't know that his death was quite miserable..."
"Old man Tianxuan doesn't know promotion or cause and effect. Death is normal. Don't compare him with me!"
Ancestor Qianxue interrupted Motian.
"Okay, don't say so much. This time the catastrophe is coming. As long as you can survive it, the three tribulations and nine difficulties will be completely over. If you can't survive it, everyone might die here, even the master. Death is coming, and the soul is scattered!"
Fuyao shook his head, showing his loneliness.
Although they are masters, there are still three disasters and nine disasters that they cannot avoid. When disaster really comes, even with such strength, they cannot escape death.
"Dian Xue, you are well-informed. Have you heard about the source of this catastrophe?"
After hearing Fuyao's words, everyone was stunned for a moment, and Motian asked.
Both of them are lone rangers. Although their strength shocks the heavens, their sources of information are far inferior to that of the ancestor who owns the dried blood empire.
"I don't know the source, but it must be related to King Shura back then. Such a powerful king is not easy to die. The three kings jointly killed him. I'm afraid he will come back for revenge!"
The ancestor of dried blood was full of horror.
It can frighten the powerful masters, and no one will believe it when this news comes out.
"Is it related to King Shura?"
Motian's face also became very ugly: "If it is really related to him, this catastrophe may not be as simple as the fall of the powerful master!"
"Back then, King Shura went to the land of the Supreme Chaos, stole the Heart of Chaos, and attempted to break through to become the King of Heaven, looking for the distant ancient gate of creation. As a result, he was hunted down by the three kings, King Asoka, King of Chaos, and King of Juesha, and he fell. Xinghe! Although he was dead at the time, with his methods, he must have a plan. If he really wants to come back for revenge, no one who participated in this matter will be able to escape..."
Fuxu let out a breath: "However, it's useless to think too much. In the eyes of a powerful person like King Shura, we are just ants. Even if we are resurrected, we will definitely find King Asoka, King of Chaos and others first. We just need to be careful. There may not be much danger!”
"That's true. Although we participated in the siege of Shura World, we acted under orders. We don't have many independent opinions. If you really want to find us, you shouldn't be in trouble..." Hearing this explanation, Motian breathed a sigh of relief.
"Haha, the catastrophe has not yet come, and you are all scared like this, and you are not afraid of others laughing if you spread the news!"
There was another laugh, and another master flew over.
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