Chapter eight hundred and twentieth: a piece of scorched earth
The wind, a strong dry wind, blew in my face, carrying bursts of stinking black smoke.
Thousands of feet high in the sky, Ye Xing stood with his hands behind his hands, scanning the Samsara Valley in front of him with indifferent eyes, which had been reduced to ruins.
under the moonlight,
Thick smoke billowed, and as far as the eye could see, the entire Samsara Valley was covered with patches of black scorched earth. The power of the nuclear bomb directly flattened this steep valley, completely destroying it.
"It's... too terrible!"
"What on earth is that iron lump that can destroy the entire Samsara Valley?"
"It's simply unbelievable. This power is so terrifying, it's probably no less powerful than a true god's action!"
All the Saint Realm gods in Wulin Continent looked extremely shocked. After coming back to their senses, they all looked at Ye Xing, the Lord of Baiyun City not far away.
Because they all knew that the iron lump just now was launched by Ye Xing, the Lord of Baiyun City. They even witnessed the entire nuclear explosion process with their own eyes. The terrifying power was shocking to the extreme and completely shocked their souls.
"Seniors, why are you still standing there? If you don't chase me, I will run away!"
Ye Xing's indifferent voice sounded, and as soon as he finished speaking, his whole body turned into a stream of light, speeding towards the ruins of Samsara Valley in front of him.
All the saints in the Wulin Continent were stunned. They couldn't help but look up and saw two vague figures emerging from the charred ruins in the ruins of Samsara Valley in the distance, staggering towards
Fleeing for his life in the distance.
"There are still people alive!"
"They are the two traitors, Xuri Jiutian and Netherworld Grandma. They are not dead, and their lives are quite tough. Everyone, hurry up and chase them!"
All the saintly beings on the Wulin Continent immediately spread out their body skills, piercing the dark night sky and chasing forward. For a time, red, orange, yellow, green, blue, and purple streams of light filled the sky like meteors breaking through the sky.
Although Ye Xing was a little surprised that the Holy Fire Patriarch Xuri Jiutian and the Dark Left Envoy Netherworld's Grandma were still alive, he was not surprised. Although the power of nuclear bombs was devastating and terrifying, the defense of the Samsara Valley's formation was equally astonishing.
If there were no Samsara Valley Formation, the Holy Fire Patriarch would be unprepared.
Even if the Nine Heavens of the Rising Sun and Grandma Netherworld, the Left Envoy of Darkness, are at the peak of the Holy Realm, they will definitely be blown to pieces by the atomic bomb. However, it is precisely because the Samsara Valley Formation slightly blocked it and played a little buffering role that
The founders of the Holy Fire, Rising Sun Jiutian and Dark Zuo, gave Grandma Netherworld a chance of survival.
Therefore, after the atomic bomb exploded, Ye Xing did not take it lightly, but was always paying attention to the situation in the ruins of Samsara Valley. Even if there was no movement there, after the nuclear aftermath subsided, Ye Xing would use his spiritual consciousness to go and check it out personally.
See if any fish have slipped through the net.
There is no doubt that the power of the nuclear bomb is extremely terrifying, and the lethality is even more devastating. Those members of the moon worship cult and the two-winged jihadist angels are absolutely dead. It is estimated that they will all vaporize and disappear at the moment the nuclear bomb explodes.
. Even the four-winged holy war angels are probably almost killed.
In the Valley of Samsara, the two most powerful holy beings, the Holy Fire Patriarch Xuri Jiutian and the Dark Zuo Envoy Netherworld Lao Lao, were barely alive. However, both of them were fatally injured at this moment. They were staggering during their flight and were almost dying.
.
"call out--"
With the wind whistling in his ears, Ye Xing took the lead, moving like lightning through the dark night sky. In less than two breaths, he had already caught up with the fleeing Holy Fire Patriarch Xuri Jiutian.
At this moment, the Holy Fire Patriarch was disheveled, wearing a fiery red robe in tatters, and his skin was either burnt black or scarred, with his skin torn and bruised, and his flesh and blood everywhere.
"You can't escape!"
Ye Xing stood with his hands behind his back, stopped in front of the Holy Fire Patriarch Xuri Jiutian, and said calmly.
"I know!" The founder of the Holy Fire, Xuri Jiutian, looked at Ye Xing with a sad face and said, "If what I expected is true, you must have caused all this!"
Ye Xing did not answer, but stared at the Holy Fire Patriarch Xuri Jiutian, and said: "You are also from the Wulin Continent, why did you betray your hometown?"
"Sure enough, it's you, I guessed it!" Holy Fire Patriarch Xuri Jiutian said: "Even if he is as strong as Old Demon Ren, I still know his details. Among all the saints in the Wulin Continent, you are the only one I have never seen.
It’s clear. I’m very curious about what that iron lump is. It not only destroyed the reincarnation formation set up by the Holy Lord, but also razed the entire Samsara Valley to the ground!”
"With such terrifying power, could that thing be a legendary artifact?" The Holy Fire Patriarch Xuri Jiutian said with a pale face, "Could it be that you, like the Holy Lord, come from the heaven?"
"You are wrong, I am not from the Heavenly Realm. I grew up step by step in the Wulin Continent, and this is also my hometown!" Ye Xing's eyes flashed coldly, staring at the Holy Fire Patriarch's Rising Sun Jiutian, and said in a deep voice: "Answer me
,Why do you want to betray your hometown?"
"Yes, you can't come from heaven. When you were at Guangmingding, you were just a little ant in the innate realm..." Holy Fire Patriarch Xuri Jiutian recalled what happened before, his eyes were dull, and he muttered.
"Hahaha, you asked me why I betrayed Wulin Continent? You think I did!" Holy Fire Patriarch Xuri Jiutian laughed miserably: "I have lived for 8,365 years, but the holy realm only has a lifespan of ten thousand years.
.If you can’t step out before the deadline,
Entering the realm of gods, there is only one way to die. Not only the body will rot, but the Taoist heart will also collapse. Do you know the feeling of waiting for death? It is a feeling of panic to suffocation. The whole person falls into terrible anxiety, and the patience is worn away bit by bit.
, until you go crazy.”
"I don't want to die, let alone go crazy. When I was about to face despair, it was Holy Lord Elsie who gave me hope." The Holy Fire Patriarch Xuri Jiutian's chapped lips said in a hoarse voice: "The Holy Lord comes from the supreme heaven.
, his means are all-powerful and practical
The power is far beyond your imagination. Following the Holy Lord, I will have a great chance to enter the divine realm. I have long been tired of staying in the Wulin Continent for more than 8,000 years! I want to enter the divine realm, I yearn for the supreme
Heaven, I’m almost going crazy thinking about it——”
"So you betrayed Wulin Continent, the place where you were born and raised, and turned to the Holy Lord?" Ye Xing's eyes flashed coldly, and he said sternly: "Thousands of years ago, Wulin Continent would not have lost. Do you know that because of
The betrayal of traitors like you led to the great defeat of the martial arts world.
The fall of hundreds of saints turned this great land into the slaughterhouse of the Holy Lord. From then on, for thousands of years, all descendants who became saints were enslaved. Those who were not saints were even more brutally slaughtered. Every full moon night, the Central Plains Wulin
Chapter completed!