magic door player

Chapter 480 Killing ([-])

The tree of the sky is a great spectacle in the Tianyu world.

Looking from a distance, above the endless forest sea, there is a huge and towering ancient tree rooted in the void, reaching up to the sky, and the floating clouds are only in the middle of its trunk.

This ancient tree has existed since ancient times, almost as old as the Tianyu Realm.

It itself can absorb the vitality of heaven and earth from the endless void to support itself. The whole giant tree is a huge spiritual stone mine, containing unimaginable spiritual veins.

With this tree as the center, within a radius of [-] li, there are all holy places of the Ember Spirit Wing Clan!
The top powerhouses of the Ember Spirit Wing Clan all cultivate here.

Among the majestic and huge tree crowns, the branches are like mountains, stretching vertically and horizontally.

Deep in the crown of the tree, there is a top-secret palace opened in the trunk.

The entire Ember Spirit Wing Clan is a place that only members of the Presbyterian Church know about.

The palace is 33 feet long and [-] feet high. It is huge and spacious. The four walls are engraved with murals depicting the deeds of the sages of the Jin Lingyi clan.

In the center of the hall, an old figure sat cross-legged on the ground, with eight wings gathered behind him, like swords.

The old man is tall, even if he is sitting cross-legged on the ground, he is still three feet tall.

He was bare-chested, his bronze skin had purple veins like tree rings, and his bulging muscles were like knives and axes, full of strength and beauty.

But even so, it was difficult to conceal the heavy twilight on his body.

It was a smell of dying.

The deadline is approaching!

Even the eight-winged primordial spirit, number eight in the heaven list, and the great elder of the Emberling Wing Clan, would inevitably wither his body, the primordial spirit is silent, and his mana is scattered between the heaven and the earth.

Life and death disappear.

hum!
In the quiet and silent hall, there was a sudden buzzing sound.

The drooping eyelids of the Great Elder Zikuang slowly lifted up, and his old eyes fell on the front wall of the main hall.

There, there is a diamond formation, which is slowly shining and lighting up.

The flickering light reflected on the elder's thin cheeks, and the snow-white and thick beard hung down in front of his abdomen, tied by a dark gold string.

This place is his secret place of retreat. Among the entire Ember Spirit Wing Clan, only the seven members of the Presbyterian Church can open the restriction and enter this hall together.

"What happened to the Mofei clan?"

His mind turned.

Long before he retreated, he had entrusted the Council of Elders not to disturb him except for important matters involving life and death within the clan.

Prolong your life!

He retreated in order to try his best to prolong his life!
Only in this way can the Ember Spirit Wing Clan and the Tree of the Sky be kept, and a new Eight-Winged Primordial Spirit can be born in the Clan.

In a blink of an eye.

The formation was completely stabilized.

Seven tall figures appeared in the formation and entered the hall.

The seven members of the Wing Clan are all Jindan late-stage cultivators, with extraordinary bearing, wearing noble and gorgeous elder costumes.

Zi Kuang looked at the seven people, and said in an old voice with a hint of chill, "The Dark Night Royal Court finally couldn't help but want to do something?"

To the north of the Dry Night Forest Sea is the mighty Night King's Court!

It has not been a day or two for the Dark Wing Clan to covet the tree of the sky. If it weren't for the eight-winged soul of the Ember Spirit Wing Clan, they would have gone south and swallowed up this endless forest.

now.

In the main hall, the seven members of the Presbyterian Church did not speak.

They are like puppets, after entering the hall, they don't move.

A strange bell rang in response to the Great Elder Zikuang.

when!
The bell sounded from behind the seven elders.

As the bell rang, dark golden light patterns rippled like water waves, spreading across the entire hall in an instant.

In the slowly undulating light pattern, time freezes.

There was just a hint of horror on the old face of the Great Elder Zi Kuang, and it froze there as if frozen.

Behind the Seven Great Elders, a figure walked out.

Compared to the Great Elder and the Seventh Great Elder, this figure was short and thin, inconspicuous.

But seeing him walking calmly in front of the Great Elder Zikuang, looking into the eyes of the Great Elder, a thick and turbulent black magic fog filled behind him!
The magic mist instantly drowned the Great Elder...

After a while.

The magic fog dissipated, and the figure of the Great Elder reappeared in the hall.

His eyes flickered, he stretched out his hands and looked down, and the eight wings behind his back waved lightly, making bursts of clanking sounds.

"Hehe, less than a month of lifespan is left..."

There was an odd tone of voice in his mouth.

Inside the hall, the seven elders of the Presbyterian Church were like clay sculptures, all motionless.

……

After Pang Yue dyed Zi Kuang, the great elder of the Ember Spirit Wing Clan, the avatar of the magic talisman turned into a beam of magic light, flew into the center of Zi Kuang's eyebrows and disappeared.

He sat quietly for an hour, and quickly digested Zikuang's life memories, skills, and supernatural powers, and had a fundamental understanding of the eight-winged primordial body, mana, and soul!

Take full control of this body.

The kung fu practiced by Zi Kuang is the "Thunder Suppressing Prison Sutra" among the "Three Gongs and Five Classics" of the Jin Lingyi Clan!
This sutra is one of the best body training techniques in the Tianyu world. It induces thunder to quench the body, cultivates the supreme real body, and has the ability to destroy the sky and the earth.

Pang Yue stood up, stretched his body, and his mana surged all over his body, causing this old body on the verge of falling to burn the last of its essence, and erupted with terrifying energy fluctuations.

He opened his hand, ripples appeared in the void, and a thick wooden handle protruded out.

Pang Yue grabbed the handle, pulled it hard, and pulled out a nine-foot-long thick wooden sword from the void!
Although it is a wooden sword, it gives people an unusually heavy feeling.

The epee has no front, and a line of thunder inscriptions are engraved on the blade, which seems to be naturally generated, intertwined with the texture of the wooden sword.

When Pang Yue raised the sword, the entire tree of the sky trembled slightly!
With a flash of his figure, he passed through the formation on the front wall of the palace and appeared outside.

And then...

Behind him, the eight wings slammed!
boom!
A huge body with a height of six sheets, as if a sharp sword soared into the sky!

Instantly broke through the canopy of the tree of the sky, and appeared in the vast and distant sky beyond the canopy.

He held a huge sword that was longer than his body, and after identifying the direction, the eight wings on his back flapped again.

The whole person suddenly turned into an illusory streamer, which blasted towards the northern sky.

boom!
The sky was surging like thunder, and there were bursts of muffled thunder.

……

On the edge of the Dry Night Forest, a mountain range as high as [-] zhang stretches across the land, and the snow on the mountain will not melt for thousands of years.

After passing the Daxue Mountain, there is an endless ice plain.

Bottomless rift valleys and abysses can occasionally be seen on the plain.

The legendary Dark Wing Clan breathes in these rift valley abysses.

Pang Yue went all the way north, and it took him eight days to reach the depths of the snow field.

The snowfield was divided into two by a thousand-foot-wide rift, and the huge rift was like a shocking scar, deeply imprinted on the ground.

In the rift valley, on the cliffs on both sides, countless caves and palaces were dug out, and the lights were brilliant.

Countless Wing Clans come and go, showing prosperity.

In the deepest part of the Rift Valley, there is an extremely luxurious palace.

this day.

Above the Rift Valley, suddenly there was a huge, old voice.

"Yedi, do you dare to come out and fight with me?!"

The sound is like thunder, piercing through Jiuyou.

It can be clearly heard in the entire rift valley, and the echo is endless.

(End of this chapter)