Chapter 1833 Sickness
The moon is like, plate.
The night wind rustled.
In the land of changes, the sound of breaking iron ropes kept ringing, and in the desert, endless black energy filled the air, terrifying people.
The last four sects went through many hardships and paid a heavy price to seal a half-step god-level Netherworld. Before they could take a breath, the second Netherworld was about to be born within the forbidden area.
The realm of gods, the real realm of gods.
Everyone knows what the word "god realm" represents. Although there is only two words difference between "half-step god realm" and "god realm", the real strength is completely different.
Regardless of the peak of the five realms, the virtual flower or the half-step god realm, they have not transcended the scope of the five realms. Even if they can peer into the sky, they still cannot really reach it.
Therefore, in the divine realm, under the divine realm, it can be said that there is a different world.
Over the course of thousands of years, warriors have continuously reached the peak of the Five Realms, Xuhua, and even half-step to the Divine Realm. However, no one has ever been able to reach the legendary Divine Realm.
It was not until this era when winter was approaching and the world was changing that the swordsman, the scholar, and the most powerful swordsman and martial artist appeared among them.
The reason for the thousand-year gap is not only the depletion of spiritual energy, but also the difficulty of entering the divine realm. It is also one of the important factors.
"It's coming out!"
Outside the mutated land, Old Suzaku and the others ignored those white-eyed Netherworlds who had escaped from the Jedi, and stared closely at the temple in the distance, their expressions all becoming very heavy.
With everyone's attention, deep in the Jedi, below the Second Temple, the sound of broken iron cables suddenly stopped, and then, in the majestic and endless black air, a thin figure stepped out.
Different from the ordinary Hades, the man looked very calm, pale and sickly, giving people an indescribable sense of depression.
"metropolitan."
Outside the mutated land, Zhu Yan looked at the young man walking in front of him, suppressed the throbbing in his heart, and asked, "Is this really the Underworld?"
In his understanding, the underworld is an irrational beast, and the man in front of him is really strange.
"Without a doubt."
Ahead, Old Suzaku replied solemnly, "We actually don't know much about the situation in the Underworld. Perhaps, over the course of thousands of years, the Underworld itself is also changing."
Having said this, Old Suzaku looked at the crazy woman on the side and asked, "Sect Master Xiao, can you detect the aura on his body?"
"Not noticeable."
Xiao Yiren shook his head and replied, "I can only feel a sense of oppression. The breath of the underworld is difficult to detect. Moreover, his realm is far beyond ours and is not on the same level at all."
After saying that, Xiao Yiren turned around, looked at her daughter behind her, and said softly, "Xiao Xiao, can you feel it?"
"A little bit."
Xiao Xiao heard her mother's question and answered truthfully, "His aura is much stronger than that of the child just now. It's not even on the same level."
"Sect Master Xiao, I just wanted to ask, your daughter's perception seems to be different from ordinary people. Why is this?" Old Suzaku asked puzzledly.
"talent."
Xiao Yiren responded casually, without any intention of explaining.
This old man has a lot of things going on, so how can he be so curious? I wonder if this is a secret of the sect!
Seeing that the crazy woman beside him didn't want to answer, Old Zhuque realized that he had asked too many questions, so he smiled awkwardly and said nothing more.
"metropolitan."
At this moment, an elder from the Qinglong Sect came forward and reported, "The white-eyed underworlds that escaped have been cleaned up."
"What are the casualties?" Xiao Yiren asked with concern.
"Four elders died in battle."
The elder who reported the news responded in a low mood, "Three elders were seriously injured, and the other elders were also more or less injured."
When Xiao Yiren heard the number of casualties of Qinglong Sect, his face suddenly darkened.
At the same time, the elders of other sects also came to report the casualties, but the results were no better than those of the Qinglong Sect.
Adding together the number of great cultivators of the Five Realms who were killed and seriously injured in the battle, there were already more than half, and there were almost no elders who were not injured at all.
Coupled with the old Suzaku leader who had a broken leg, the casualties in this battle were beyond imagination.
"It's already so difficult to deal with a Netherworld figure who is half a step into the divine realm. Then"
The leader of the White Tiger Sect said something, paused in tone, and said with a serious expression, "How on earth should we deal with the monster in front of us?"
"Go back and think about it in the long run."
Xiao Yiren said solemnly, "There is still one month left, and we can always find a way to deal with it!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Xiao Yiren held a sword flower in Taichu Sword in his hand, handed it to Qingtan beside him, and said sternly, "Girl, after you go back, please tell your young master, Ming Tu, exactly what happened today.
The disaster is not just a disaster in Nanling, the entire Jiuzhou cannot escape. I hope your young master can also help think of a solution."
"If the sect leader says anything, I will definitely bring it to you."
Qingtan took the Taichu Sword and responded politely, then took another look at the monsters in the forbidden area, turned around and prepared to leave.
"boom!"
Suddenly, under the dark night, in the black air flowing all over the sky, the man moved, his body instantly reached the edge of the mutated place, and then, he punched the restriction.
A violent collision followed, and the restraint that had been restored to its original state began to shake violently.
In front of the mutated place, everyone felt the vibration of the restriction, and their expressions changed.
However, as time passed by, the vibration of the restriction gradually stopped. The man stood in front of everyone, separated by a restriction. His dark eyes looked at the many human masters in front of him, his expression was calm, and he did not take any further action.
Outside the forbidden area, the human race warriors who were on full alert saw that the monster in front of them was indeed unable to come out, and they all breathed a sigh of relief in their hearts.
What a risk. Fortunately, this Netherworld could not break the seal in time, otherwise, they would be in big trouble.
The sense of oppression given by this monster is so strong that it is not comparable to the previous children.
"Let's go back."
Xiao Yiren suppressed the turmoil in her heart, gave an order, then turned and walked towards the chariot not far away.
A month from now, Nanling may face an unprecedented disaster.
This monster is no longer something Nanling can handle now.
The only good news is that they still have a month to prepare.
"Mom, do you have a way to deal with that monster?" Xiao Xiao followed behind and asked with a worried look on his face.
"No."
Xiao Yiren said truthfully, "This is no longer a question of strength. The level difference is too big and there is no need to fight."
This time, reinforcements must be called for.
The rise and fall of the human race is the responsibility of the whole world. It cannot be that the eight sects of Nanling are fighting life and death here, while others sit back and enjoy the results, watching the fun.
The extreme cold winter has not yet arrived, but there are already so many troubles. How can we have fun in the future?
Chapter completed!