Demoness who covers the sky, please help me practice

Chapter 722 Chaos in the Heavens! Two Dao Ancestors Take Action!

"No!"

Several Immortal Kings roared and soared into the sky. Brilliant light burst out from their bodies. They used all the magical powers they had learned throughout their lives in an attempt to block this devastating blow.

However, in the face of that terrifying pressure, their resistance was like a child swinging a sword; before they even got close to the giant claws, they disintegrated under the invisible pressure.

The blood and flesh flew everywhere, turning into a large bloody rain. However, before the bloody rain hit the ground, it was evaporated by the terrifying high temperature and disappeared without a trace.

"what"

In that world, countless monks looked at the sky, and their angry roars resounded through the clouds.

Their eyes were filled with despair and unwillingness, but they were powerless and could only watch their homes being destroyed and their lives being devoured.

And this is but a microcosm of the countless tragedies in the heavens and myriad worlds. In this bloody storm unleashed by the Dao Ancestors, who knows how many more lives will face the same fate.

"Mr. Kong, I have already left the battlefield of the Forsaken Land and severed my relationship with Heaven. Why are you still holding on to me?"

The desolate roar tore through the void, like the wailing of a trapped beast crawling out of the underworld.

A huge dragon body covered with hideous wounds suddenly appeared. The dark golden blood seeping out from between the scales dripped and burned the void beneath its feet, producing wisps of green smoke.

The divine dragon's body held up the heaven and earth, its dragon whiskers sweeping across the stars like a steel whip, its pupils burning with unwillingness and anger as it faced the giant silver claws hanging high in the sky.

This dragon was originally a Taoist ancestor who fought bloody battles with dark creatures on the battlefield of the Forsaken Land. After tens of thousands of years of fighting, his armor was covered with cracks and his soul was trembling.

At that time, more strange Taoist ancestors poured into the battlefield like a tide. The ominous aura that covered the sky and the sun made him breathless, and he finally chose to turn around and flee.

He originally wanted to find a desolate place to lie dormant, hiding his claws and fangs like an ancient ferocious beast, waiting for the situation to change, and then choosing the right time to act.

But fate played a trick on him. The Taoist Ancestor of Soul River was like a thorn in his limbs and followed his breath to catch up.

"You took something you shouldn't have. There are only two options: surrender or die!"

The cold words seemed to come from the depths of the underworld, without a trace of warmth.

Kong Zun's true form was revealed, and it turned out to be a snow-white peacock. Runes of destruction flowed between its feathers, and each rune could tear apart space.

It raised its head and let out a clear cry. As the sound waves vibrated, the laws of the entire world were distorted.

The giant claws reached down with a bang, and the void shattered like fragile pieces of glass. Wherever it passed, mountains and rivers turned upside down, and the sun and moon lost their luster, as if it was going to crush all the living beings in this world into powder.

"Boom!"

The silver giant claw collided with the dragon claw of the Divine Dragon Taoist Ancestor with a loud bang, and two earth-shattering forces burst out, like the chaotic explosion at the creation of the world.

In an instant, all the cultivators in this world, whether they were the hermit warriors in retreat or the mortal cultivators running on the streets, instantly disintegrated under the terrifying pressure and turned into blood mist.

Immediately afterwards, the earth cracked, the mountains collapsed, the sky shattered, and the entire world fell apart like a ball of sand crushed by an invisible hand. Not even a trace was left, as if it had never existed in this world.

However, such a tragic scene was like a passing cloud in the eyes of the two Dao Ancestors and could not disturb their emotions in the slightest.

Kong Zun's feathers stood upright, like thousands of divine weapons drawn from their sheaths pointing straight to the sky. White light burst out from his body, transforming into the phantom of a divine peacock a thousand feet tall.

Its tail feathers spread out, with Heavenly Runes flowing on each feather. Wherever it passed, space was annihilated, revealing a realm of chaos and nothingness.

"How dare you lay your hands on our clan's treasure? Even if you run to the ends of the earth, I will tear your tendons and bones apart!"

His voice was like the sound of a huge bell, shaking the stars in the surrounding star fields out of their orbits, causing them to collide with each other and burst into dazzling flames.

The real body of the Taoist Dragon Ancestor emerged from the chaos, and his huge dragon body coiled and covered the sky and the sun.

The dragon scales sparkled with dark golden light, and each piece was like an indestructible divine armor; the dragon's whiskers were like rolling stars, and the dragon's horns were wrapped with thunder and flames.

"If you want the altar fragments, come and get them based on your ability!"

He roared, and dragon breath gushed out, which contained two completely opposite forces of destruction and rebirth. Wherever it went, the space collapsed and reshaped at the same time, forming a strange vortex.

Kong Zun took the lead in attacking, and the phantom of the divine peacock flapped its wings and flew high, with its tail feathers shooting towards the Taoist Dragon like sharp swords.

Those tail feathers cut through the void, leaving behind cracks that emitted soul light. In each crack, there was scattered light rain and the sounds of prayers from all living beings, as if countless wronged souls were struggling within.

The dragon tail of the Taoist Master Shenlong swept across, creating a dragon tail storm that collided with Kong Zun's tail feathers.

In an instant, the sky and the earth lost their color, time and space distorted, and countless Dao Ancestor-level energy afterwaves spread in all directions. Wherever they passed, large tracts of the void were razed to the ground and transformed into blood-red waves in the sacrificial sea.

The Taoist Master Shenlong spat out a dragon ball, which floated in the air, emitting brilliant light, in which ancient dragon heritage runes emerged.

The Taoist symbols intertwined to form a huge dragon-patterned barrier that blocked all of Kong Zun's attacks.

At the same time, he stretched out his dragon claws and grabbed the phantom of the divine peacock of Kong Zun. The thunder and flames wrapped around the dragon claws burned the surrounding void and distorted it.

The peacock shadow of the God Kong Zun screamed, and suddenly folded its wings to form a huge light shield, which collided with the dragon claws of the Taoist Master Shenlong.

"boom!"

With a deafening roar, the powers of the two Dao Ancestors collided, and the resulting shock wave swept across the heavens and myriad worlds like a tsunami.

Under the impact of this force, countless space-time whirlpools appeared in time and space. These whirlpools swallowed up all the surrounding matter and energy, and even light could not escape.

Some worlds close to the battlefield were instantly swallowed up by the vortex and completely disappeared into the universe.

The battle between the Taoist Master Shenlong and Kong Zun became more and more intense, and they kept changing their shapes and attack methods.

The Taoist Master Shenlong sometimes transforms into a ten-thousand-foot-long dragon and charges forward with his dragon body; sometimes he transforms into a human form, holding a dragon-patterned halberd and displaying exquisite and unparalleled great fighting methods.

Kong Zun was not to be outdone. The phantom of the divine peacock sometimes turned into a rain of light all over the sky, launching attacks from all directions; sometimes it condensed into a huge peacock divine form, directly hitting the vital points of the Divine Dragon Taoist Ancestor.

During the battle, the dragon scales of the Taoist Master Shenlong were cut by Kong Zun's feathers, and dark golden blood gushed out. Every drop of blood that fell to the ground could corrode a big hole in the void.

The phantom of the divine peacock of Kong Zun was also burned by the dragon breath of the Divine Dragon Taoist Ancestor, and some of its feathers fell off and turned into nothingness.

But they had no intention of retreating. Instead, they fought more and more courageously, and the fighting spirit in their eyes was like a raging fire, burning more and more vigorously.

From the battle of the heavens to the summit of the sea of ​​sacrifice.

As the battle continued, the power of the two Dao Ancestors continued to rise. Their attacks had surpassed the scope of ordinary Dao Ancestors and triggered the resonance of the endless time, space, heaven and earth.

Above the sea of ​​sacrifice, countless great laws intertwined together to form a huge cage of laws that trapped them inside.

Outside the cage, the strong men from all the heavens and worlds have become accustomed to watching this battle.

Several years later, the Taoist Master Shenlong suddenly laughed wildly, and the sound waves shook the surrounding world: "You people are so stingy, it's just a broken piece of altar, why are you staring at me? Go away, go away." Before he finished speaking, the figure that was fighting against Kong Zun disappeared with a bang. It turned out that it was just an incarnation of him, and his real body had escaped at some point in time.

"I'll wait for the day you come looking for me again."

The chaotic turbulence is like surging waves, and time and space are distorted and deformed in the violent agitation.

The last sentence, like a curse from the depths of the void, echoed for a long time in this broken world that had become ruins.

Kong Zun stood outside the boundary, white light flashing all over his body, his feathers moving without wind, but that peacock face was terrifyingly gloomy.

Once again, the Taoist Dragon Master slipped through his fingers.

The vast sky is as red as a curtain of blood.

The chief priest of this sacrifice, the one who stood at the top of weirdness and controlled the fate of countless lives, died in a shocking battle.

The mobile altar that the strange clan had spent countless sacrifices to cultivate and nourish also exploded under the bombardment of the tremendous power.

The altar was originally a supreme treasure that connected all realms and eternity, but at this moment it turned into countless fragments, scattering across the heavens and myriad realms like meteors.

These remains emitting a strange glow fell into the hands of many Dao Ancestors. Each piece carried a shocking Dao mark, attracting the covetousness of various forces, and has yet to be completely recast.

Such an unexpected event forced the grand ceremony, which was supposed to be held as scheduled, to be delayed. Time flowed slowly in this chaos, and every moment was filled with unknowns and crises.

"Shenlong Daozu, once our ancestral land has dealt with that troublesome fellow, I will free up my hands to settle accounts with you one by one!"

Kong Zun's roar resounded through the void, the sound waves were like rolling thunder, shaking the surrounding area violently.

White light suddenly surged around him, and the runes on his peacock feathers flashed with murderous intent. However, after sensing some kind of crisis, his figure disappeared in an instant like a ghost, and appeared in another void thousands of miles away.

He did not dare to pause for even a second, because the command sent down from above was like a mountain, weighing heavily on his heart - to rebuild the altar and purge the Dao ancestors of all the heavens and worlds.

However, this seemingly simple command is extremely difficult to execute.

The Forsaken Land is like a sleeping prehistoric beast, filled with a terrifying pressure, especially the sword light of Emperor Huang Tian, ​​which is like the sword of Damocles hanging over everyone's heart, which may be cut down at any time.

No one dared to step into that forbidden land easily, for fear that if they were not careful, they would be torn to pieces by the sword light and their body and soul would be destroyed.

In desperation, Kong Zun and other Dao ancestors could only search throughout the heavens and myriad worlds for those scattered or escaped Dao ancestors.

As sharp as hawks, they searched every possible dojo and scattered the altar fragments throughout the heavens.

Once discovered, they will strike without mercy and destroy the opponent's Taoist lineage in an attempt to force those hidden Taoist ancestors to show up, thus launching a series of thrilling battles.

The collision between Kong Zun and the Taoist Master Shenlong is just the tip of the iceberg in the vast battlefield of the heavens and myriad worlds.

The source ring in Jiang Yun's hand was like a tireless recorder, faithfully recording the tragic scenes caused by every battle between Daozu.

The interface collapsed, the stars fell, and billions of lives were turned into dust in the aftermath of the fight between the Dao Ancestors. Those tragic scenes would move even the most hard-hearted people.

The Taoist ancestors who once stood high above and overlooked the world are now unable to remain immune.

Dao ancestors who were surrounded, beaten, or fell also often appeared.

Their deaths caused a huge storm in the heavens and all realms, making everyone realize that even the Taoist ancestors who stood at the pinnacle of cultivation could not escape this catastrophe.

A thousand years is but a blink of an eye in the universe, yet three Dao ancestors have already fallen.

Among them, the strange clan lost one person, and the heavens and all worlds lost two.

Their disappearance was like a heavy hammer, striking the hearts of every living being, making everyone understand that this was a catastrophe that affected the entire universe and no one could stay out of it. No one knew when the moment of reckoning would come upon them.

In the blink of an eye, another thousand years have passed.

On this day, Jiang Yun was immersed in the world of cultivation, with the Taoist rhythm flowing around his body, as if he had merged with the heaven and earth.

However, more bad news came, breaking the tranquility - two more Yama Palaces lost contact, and several troop hiding places on the reincarnation road were destroyed by Daozu.

The two Dao Ancestors are intentionally fighting along the path of reincarnation, and the impact will be felt far away.

This incident was by no means an unintentional side effect of the fight between the two Dao Ancestors. Various signs indicated that it was more like a carefully planned and deliberate attack.

Deep within the underworld, the wheel of reincarnation twisted and trembled like a living thing, and the entire void whimpered as it could not bear the heavy burden.

Jiang Yun stood in the abyss of the Nine Netherworlds, with Taoist flames surging around him, and the devastated battlefield outside the road of reincarnation was reflected in his eyes.

Among the ruins, the huge bronze door of Yama Palace was twisted into scrap iron, the rune array of the military storage area was shattered, nine sets of stone tool projections were dissipated, and the honeycomb caves where many guardians slept were broken into pieces.

This scene was like a heavy hammer hitting his heart hard. The anger that had been dormant for a long time was finally ignited like a volcanic eruption.

"enough!"

With a roar that tore through the sky of the underworld, the golden-red flame of reincarnation around Jiang Yun burst out, as if an ancient ferocious beast that had been dormant since the beginning of chaos had awakened.

The flames shot up into the sky, and wherever they passed, the universe collapsed. The surrounding universe was like fragile glass, cracking piece by piece.

In the blazing light, a shadow like a dragon or a phoenix can be vaguely seen coiling. Every swing of its tail can stir up a space storm, and every flap of its wings can make the galaxy roll back.

This flame not only burns matter, but also erodes the laws of heaven and earth. Wherever it goes, the flow of time is disrupted and the law of cause and effect is distorted.

During the battle, the expressions of Daozu Guidu and Daozu Huasheng suddenly changed, and the aura around them surged wildly.

They had anticipated that something unexpected would happen here, but they had not expected the fire to be so terrifying.

The two of them retreated quickly like ghosts and instantly escaped from the cycle of reincarnation.

The shadow of the Soul River appeared behind Guidu Daozu. Thousands of souls wailed in the river, and it turned into a black barrier to protect his body.

The Taoist Ancestor Huasheng formed seals with his hands, and a strange green light bloomed around his body, and a mysterious Huasheng lotus platform condensed in front of him.

Even so, the two men looked at the endless flames with fear in their eyes, as if they were not facing flames, but the judgment from God.

"Daoyuan, you are crazy, don't you know who I am?"

Daozu Guidu looked at Jiang Yun in the endless flames in frustration and said angrily.

He didn't expect that Jiang Yun would dare to take action right away without any hesitation. Daozu Huasheng also looked at this scene in surprise and doubt.

I didn't expect that just a simple test would cause such a big reaction from this source, and he actually attacked without any hesitation.

(End of this chapter)