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Chapter 1392 Three desolations, you have to fight for yourself
The Three Wilderness Realms, Daochen True Realm!
The Ninth Peak Mountain Gate, the original land of the Chen Sect, the core of more than 100 formations hidden in the void, is currently surrounded by countless counter-saints and dark morning cultivators.
In the middle of these monks, there is a distorted illusion with a size of ten thousand zhang. You can faintly see the mountains, rivers, land and floating continents in it. There... is the gate of the Ninth Peak.
And this tens of thousands of feet of distortion is a gap forcibly opened by the monks of Nisheng and Anchen. Once this gap is broken, the cultivators of Nisheng and Anchen can tear apart the void instantly like a swarm. Stepping into... the Ninth Peak Mountain Gate, stepping into the space where the original Tao Chen Sect was.
Within the twisted illusion, from a distance, it looks like a weak point of nothingness. Countless electric lights are wandering around, and bursts of loud rumbling sounds are constantly swirling in the starry sky. Various magical powers, spells, and the light of magic weapons are present all the time in this twisted illusion. shine.
This kind of attack has been going on for a long time, but in the past three days, the appearance of nine faceless men in white robes has brought this battle to its extreme.
These nine people were wearing white robes, and their faces were extremely strange. They were blank, with no eyes or facial features, just like a white jade slip.
These nine people seem to have no cultivation level, just like ordinary people, but the coercion emanating from them is extremely amazing. You can also see the respect for them from the eyes of the cultivators around them when they look at these nine people. .
The nine people all wore white robes, but there were slight differences. Five of them had moon marks on their robes, and four had sun marks on their robes.
They are surrounding the edge of this tens of thousands of feet of twisting, and they don't have any magical powers to display, but if you look closely, you can see that their location is exactly the place where the fluctuations of this twisted illusion are strongest. It seems that... this tens of thousands of feet of twisted illusion, this The last layer of the formation arranged by Huzi was distorted by the presence of these nine people, and illusory by the positions of these nine people. It even gave a strong feeling when viewed from a distance...
It seems that these nine people are like nine nails, nailed to the last layer of the formation outside the ninth peak arranged by Huzi. It is precisely because of these nine people that the formation seems to be weak all the time. .
Outside these nine people, there are countless monks from Dark Morning and Nisheng. Outside these monks, they are not very far away from here. They can clearly see the positions of all the battlefields from a distance, floating in this sea of ​​bones.
On this large number of white bones, leaning on the bones on the side, sat a long-haired man wearing a black robe. This man had a handsome face and was full of a strange temperament. He held a wine glass in his hand and took a sip from time to time, as if this man All the effects of the emptiness of the stars on him were so weak that they seemed non-existent.
Around this man in black robes, ten men in black robes stood respectfully, like guards, looking coldly at the twisted nothingness in the distance.
"Interesting, in one day's time, this formation will be broken into pieces, allowing the monks inside to slowly torture themselves in despair. Only in this way, after killing them, can we taste their souls, which will be more delicious. ." The man in black robe smiled slightly, took a sip of the wine in the glass, and spoke lightly.
His cultivation was so strong that he didn't even need to spread out to make the void seem unbearable, with signs of fragmentation constantly appearing around him.
This person is none other than the strongest person from the Nisheng and Anchen camps, Emperor Yan Peichen, one of the three emperors of Anchen! !
It's just that what's here now is not his true body, but one of his two clones. His true body disappeared the moment he arrived. Of the two clones, one stayed in Daochen True World, and the other went. The mysterious fourth true world.
Although he is a clone, he has also entered an unspeakable realm. Otherwise, Yan Pei would not be called one of the three morning emperors in the dark morning camp.
When Emperor Yan Pei Chen was drinking wine and looking at the twisted formation at the ninth peak gate in the distance, no one in the Chenzhen Realm, including Emperor Yan Pei Chen himself, noticed that there was another side of this twisted formation. On one side, there is a figure in nothingness, standing there, watching all this coldly.
Su Ming has arrived for almost an hour. This is his true world. Everything about this place cannot escape Su Ming's control. Even any area can be reached with only Su Ming's will. From the whirlpool of death After walking out, he immediately knew everything that happened in Daochen Realm during this period.
Instead of driving away these monks from Nisheng and Dark Morning, Su Ming stood calmly in the void, watching the twisted formation at the Ninth Peak Gate being continuously bombarded.
When one's cultivation reaches Su Ming's level, especially when he possesses the will of the three true realms, in Su Ming's eyes, life is just a part of the ups and downs. Where there is life, there is death, and where there is death, there is life. This is It was a pattern that Su Ming was unwilling to change, nor would he interfere too much with.
Whether An Chen or Ni Sheng, they once belonged to the Three Wildernesses. Even now, they still belong to the Three Wildernesses. They just stepped into the first realm from the second realm of the Three Wildernesses.
Regarding their invasion of Sanhuang, Su Ming felt that due to the improvement of his life level and the more he understood, the feeling of being invaded has been reduced a lot. All this was just a plan of Sanhuang. A plan to finally invade Sang Xiang and completely seize his body.
All lives are chess pieces. Even if some chess pieces think that they have become chess players, in the larger situation, they are still chess pieces in the eyes of others.
This is a tragedy, but also a law.
"How can you grow without going through wind and rain? How can you stand tall without going through hardships? If you don't experience... life and death, it's like a sword without an edge!" Su Ming looked at the Ninth Peak, his expression was calm, he could stop this. The occurrence of this event can prevent half of the Ninth Peak from dying, and can completely contain this catastrophe.
However, what is the use of doing so? Su Ming can contain the first catastrophe, even if it is the second or third time, there will eventually come a time when he cannot stop it.
It is always difficult for a protected person to grow. Only by allowing him to experience life and death, wind and rain, and hardship can he develop strong courage and strength, and only then can a person be able to hold up the sky.
Just like his attitude towards the barbarians, at this moment, Su Ming silently watched everything happening in front of him, giving Ninth Peak a test.
This is a war, and there will be more wars in the future. If the Ninth Peak, if it is a barbarian, they are suitable to exist in the war, and they are suitable to exist in this world of monks who prey on the weak, then they must experience everything.
If they are not suitable, Su Ming will take action and give them a protection that may have no future and can only exist for the remaining 500 years. However, this kind of protection can only last for 500 years. After 500 years, catastrophe will come, whether Su Ming succeeds, Regardless of failure, everything may be reduced to nothing.
Life must be fought for by oneself. What others give may not be what they really want. Su Ming didn't understand this before, but now he has understood it clearly.
Maybe it will hurt, maybe many people must have died, but... this is a necessary process for a life to become a strong person.
The only thing he can do is to make this war fairer. Su Ming cannot make the Ninth Peak have the cultivation of the barbarian monks in it increase dramatically in an instant, but he can do it... let those The cultivation of An Chen and Ni Sheng was suppressed, making their cultivation evenly matched with that of the Ninth Peak.
This is very simple for Su Ming.
Time passed, and when one day passed, an earth-shaking roar filled all directions, and the ferocious roars from An Chen and Ni Sheng swirled in this roar. That roar was the sound of the final formation of the Ninth Peak arranged by Huzi collapsing. , at the moment when the formation collapsed, a large number of Anchen and Nisheng monks were about to follow the gap where the formation collapsed and rush into the gate of the ninth peak.
Because they have seen that after the formation collapsed, the hundreds of thousands of monks gathered at the ninth peak gate seemed to be waiting in full formation, and the murderous intention formed by resistance and struggle was coming from the sky.
At this moment, Su Ming, who no one in the Chen Zhen Realm was qualified to see, raised his right hand and casually pressed it towards An Chen and Ni Sheng monks.
Under this pressure, the entire Daochen Realm shook violently. This vibration was silent, but it formed an indescribable strong pressure. This pressure came instantly, making Daochen Realm instantly become like It was as if it was several times heavier. At this moment, all the monks from Ni Sheng and An Chen were shocked, their steps stopped, and their expressions were horrified.
Every monk's body seemed to have gained several times more weight in an instant, making their whole bodies feel heavy, and they even felt as if their cultivation was sluggish. It was as if at this moment, the entire Daochen Realm was pressing down on them. body.
After the formation collapsed, the hundreds of thousands of monks from the Ninth Peak were also shocked. Their expressions were horrified, and they all stopped rushing out.
Following the horror of An Chen and the Nisheng monks, the bodies of the nine faceless men in white robes began to tremble violently, as if there was a faint roar reverberating within their bodies, as if they were resisting.
Even in the distance, the ten men in black robes around Emperor Yan Pei Chen suddenly changed their expressions. Their eyes shrank, revealing a monstrous light. Emperor Yan Pei Chen raised his wine glass and was about to taste it. , also suddenly paused at this moment, his head slowly raised, and a ferocious look appeared at the corner of his mouth.
"Which fellow Taoist has come to disturb the suppression of the will of this true world? What have you eaten? How dare you confront our Anchen camp and provoke me!" Emperor Yan Peichen's voice was fierce. The whole starry sky was shaken violently during the rotation, and the pressure coming from all around was even loosened. His left hand was still holding the wine glass, and his right hand was placed on the bones beside him. A green light appeared in his eyes, sweeping across the entire The sky, but there is no trace... of it!
(End of this chapter)