Horizontal pushing martial arts: starting from the red alchemy bell jar

Chapter 298 Secret Transaction, Unplanned

bang bang bang --

The entire vast starry sky seems to be turning and distorting, as if the world is about to be sucked in by the seven-color golden bell stretching across the sky.

Boom!
The sky and the earth exploded, and the terrifying sound waves spread across the nine heavens and ten places, smashing the space like a nuclear bomb and killing the nearest Mulong.

"Do not!!!"

On the square of the abyss, the great power of the immortal clan looked at the terrifying sound wave that tore the world to pieces, and his eyes were about to bleed!
They can feel the energy contained in that sound wave, which contains extreme destruction, even if they are powerful, they can't stand it!
"Fast back!!!"

In Mu Longxu's hysterical roar!
Boom!

The terrifying sound waves shattered the vast sky.

The moment it swung away, it evaporated hundreds of millions of miles into elementary particles, creating a dark abyss, and dozens of the seven-level geniuses who couldn't avoid it in time turned into nothingness without even making a sound.

"Join together, join hands!!"

In the ninth war zone, Mu Long looked at Chu He, who was standing tall like a demon and holy, with the seven-color star clock on his head, his face turned pale, and he lost the arrogance he had just now, and his anxious roar spread all over the world.

This is completely a monster king, there is no possibility of winning one-on-one, and they will be buried here if they don't join forces!
dong dong dong-

No matter what others think, the sonic bombardment of the starry sky giant clock has not stopped, and the huge shock blew up the sky and the earth to be riddled with holes.

"kill!!!"

Mulong roared and roared, and the whole body turned into a heavenly dragon surrounded by golden flames. The flames were miraculous and possessed the power to burn all things. Swinging the dragon's power, it ignited the boundless starry sky.

He led a group of immortal masters to charge against the sound waves.

On the other side, Lei Hongyu did the same, endless thunderous mysteries swarmed from heaven and earth, turning into a world of thunder.

But the terrifying sound waves seem to have no limit at all. One level is stronger than the other. Every minute and every second, unlucky people are disintegrated in the starry sky. Let alone getting close, it is good to save their lives.

Wrong!

So frustrating!

This was the only thought in the mind of the immortals including Mulong and Lei Hongyu, and all the immortals who had cultivated in the seventh realm.

A series of sound waves exploded in the ears, comrades fell one by one, and pieces of space were blasted into nothingness by the terrifying sound waves.

No matter how they revived their peak combat power, how they formed a camp to charge, Chuhe, who stood tall in the starry sky, still had no loss of health.

On the other hand, they were just martial arts masters with big blades charging against the firepower of a modern army. If one did not operate properly, they would be seriously injured or even killed. They were extremely aggrieved!

"What is that?!"

But after a while, something even more desperate and frightening happened.

Mulong suddenly discovered that as the flames of war gradually intensified, rings of black evil energy began to gather around Chuhe's body, as if absorbing the life on the battlefield to feed back to him.

The crazier they were, the more they resisted, and the longer they fought, the more aggressive Chuhe's momentum became, increasing instead of decreasing!

"This Nima..."

Mulong was dumbfounded and continued to doubt his life.

The more you fight, the stronger you get, how the hell do you play this?
In the Ninth War Zone, gunfire raged and conquests continued.

In the outer sky and the starry sky, in an extremely secret time-space coordinate that no third person knows, there is a secret conversation, or a transaction is going on.

A gray figure sat cross-legged on the strange altar that was grotesque and distorted in time and space.

The whole is shrouded in chaotic air, the breath is erratic, people can't tell its heel and origin at all, it is extremely mysterious.

"Location?"

The altar outlines scarlet and bloody lines, communicating with an extremely distant existence. It seems that this is not the first time they have contacted each other, and they cut straight to the point without any nonsense.

"Ninth War Zone."

"value?"

"Hundreds of immortals from the Seventh Realm and several Eighth Realm experts."

"Oh, that's interesting, so why?"

"An ancient clan should be dead at this moment."

"Haha, an ancient clan has provoked hundreds of immortal clans to besiege, when has the immortal way been reduced to this point?"

"remuneration!"

The gray figure became a little impatient, as if he didn't like the voice in the altar mocking the immortals.

"Yes, yes, haha, happy cooperation."

The voice in the altar was a bit joking, the red light was shining, and a bloody ginseng doll fruit was spit out.

The blood-colored ginseng fruit is only the size of a fist, but the densely packed medicine wheels on the fruit body have turned into Dao Yun rules. It is obvious that the gestation time has exceeded 10 years. Thai feeling.

Longevity medicine!
The eyes of the mysterious gray figure shot out an unprecedented greedy look, like a fish that was about to die of thirst when it saw water, and a dry rotten tree in spring, tremblingly stretched out its hand.

brush!
But just when he was about to touch it, the ginseng doll on the floating altar only had one arm left, and the rest was taken back by the altar.

"What do you mean?"

The gray figure's breath was cold, feeling humiliated, he asked coldly.

"Don't worry old friend, when you can provide enough valuable information, don't talk about one longevity medicine, we can get ten or hundreds of them."

The voice in the altar did not panic in the slightest, making it clear that the value of the information provided by the gray figure was not enough, and revealing the elixir was just a means of seduction.

"Of course I believe that."

The greed in the eyes of the gray figure dissipated and he regained his composure. He didn't have any doubts about the ostentatious words of the voice from the altar. He put away the elixir and got up to leave.

the end.

He left another sentence: "Next time, change the place, those guys have already begun to suspect."

"etc!!"

But at this moment, the voice in the altar was steep and cold, mixed with a trace of anger: "I think, you need to give me an explanation!!"

"how?"

The gray figure's heart skipped a beat. It was the first time in countless years that he saw a voice in the altar get angry.

Looking back, I saw the image of the original battlefield, the Ninth War Zone, manifested in the altar.

"how can that be?!!"

Before this.

Ninth War Zone.

"The more you resist, the more excited I am!!"

Standing tall in the sky, Chuhe's physique has transformed into a terrifying demon body form, laughing wildly, countless evil spirits swarmed in, and a black celestial armor has condensed around his body!
Heavy blessings, make the best use of everything!
Unprecedented powerful feeling, so that he does not know what field his own combat power has expanded to at this moment, he only feels that every gesture has the power to crush a small starry sky!
bang bang bang --

He is in charge of the starry sky clock that has grown countless times, absorbing the great power of the big stars and his own spirit, turning it into destructive energy, and shaking it out.

It was like a nest of the great sun, continuously vibrating the starry sky, spewing out rounds of terrifying sound waves that shone for nine days without interruption, and natural disasters that destroyed the world came and ran rampant.

Wantonly slaughtered the immortals' Tianjiao one by one.

Such a terrifying attack directly caused the remaining Tianjiao to retreat steadily, the formation gradually collapsed, and their intestines were almost regretful.

why?
Why provoke such a monster? !
In the Abyss Square, the fairy clan has completely fallen into silence. Looking at the starry sky demon king in the ninth war zone, their eyes are dull.

Why is there such a monster that fights in a bigger realm? Why is this monster not from the fairy camp?
Dahao Immortal Sect's mighty man seemed to have aged a lot, walked up to God Laohuo with a gray face, and almost pleaded in a choked tone: "Fellow Daoist Lao, I would like to produce a Ten Thousand Years Treasure Plant!" Medicine, please God... open the war zone ahead of time."

"Fellow Daoist Lao..."

The great powers of other great powers also came forward to petition one after another, all wanting God Laohuo to open the ninth theater in advance.

Huoyue and the others watched with cold eyes without saying a word.

The ancestors hadn't spoken yet, and they wouldn't taunt them either. This would only make the situation more chaotic and increase conflicts.

It's a pity that the war zone is not an amusement park, you can enter as you want, and you can get out as you want. Every monk who enters, no matter whether there is a war in the war zone or not, must stay and guard for at least three days.

But three days...

With the current strength displayed by Chuhe, the Tianjiao of several major forces of the fairy clan can last for an hour and burn their incense.

It was precisely because he saw this and understood the seriousness of the matter that the great master of the immortal clan gave in and lowered his face to pray to the gods.

Although there were only a few at the beginning of the Eighth Realm, the remaining half of the Immortal Clan's Seventh Realm Peak Talents were all here.

If they were all buried in the Ninth War Zone, the losses caused to the major forces would be unimaginable, and it would be considered as the end of the Seventh Realm Immortal Clan Tianjiao in the true sense.

Half of it fell on Chuhe, and the other half did the same.

It is estimated that the sleeping ancestors will wake up, and the peak of power will be punished. They simply cannot afford such a price.

"Remember, this time you buried them with your own hands."

Now think about what Chuhe said before, where there is still disdain, cynicism, some are just heartbroken, and the skin is burning hot, it is not an exaggeration to call it a slap in the face at the speed of light.

The seven prototypes are too perverted!

Not to mention that Chuhe also has the kind of martial arts that has no side effects and doubles his combat power. The combat power cannot be measured by realm at all.

"Hold on."

God Laohuo withdrew his curious gaze from the war zone, and smiled politely back, picking up the military exploits in his hand and pretending to contact several gods of the ancestral city.

You don't need to think about it, you know that the gods must have set their sights on the ninth theater. If you want to open the theater in advance, you don't need to pay any price.

Creation Heavenly Soldiers control and divide the original battlefield. Since the rules were specified, unless there is an emergency on the battlefield, there is no such thing as opening the theater in advance.

Is this an emergency?

Obviously not!
What does your own death have to do with the battlefield?
Those Tianjiao didn't happen by accident in the process of fighting against the clans outside the territory. The ancestral city just provided a ring, so naturally there was no reason to pay for the immortal ancestors.

Besides, the Protoss itself is stronger than the Immortals.

He also has the ancestral line of the starry sky, which breeds infinite good fortune. It can be said that he is very rich, and he has a lot of longevity medicines. How can he break the rules he has set for a few inferior medicines.

Therefore, the fairy clan is doomed to experience a nightmare today, and it will be eaten up by Chuhe.

The taboo giant can't save it either.

(End of this chapter)