Two Realms: A giant of immortal martial arts emerges from low Wu Gan

His face was as pale as a corpse, and his pupils were as black as ink. There was no white in his eyes, only pure darkness that seemed to be able to swallow up all light.

In his hand was a Netherworld Bone Spear, the tip of the spear dripping with the blood of some unknown genius. The blood drops froze into ice crystals in mid-air, and made a crisp cracking sound when they fell to the ground.

But he didn't look well either. He was hit in the chest by the laser cannon in the trap, so deep that the bone was visible, and his internal organs could be vaguely seen with a dark blue color.

Zhan Feng wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, sneered and said: "Although I don't know what you are talking about, the coffin-filled people of the Hades Clan are really tough. It's a pity that they are not dead even in this state!"

I don’t know what the conflict between these two people is, but they started to confront each other as soon as they met.

"Crack!"

The bone spear suddenly stabbed out, and the dark energy bursting out from the tip of the spear instantly froze the space, forming spider-web-like ice cracks that went straight to Zhan Feng's throat!
Zhan Feng did not dodge or evade, but just sneered, and rushed forward with a pair of bronze fists. The great way of power condensed into dark golden patterns on the bones of his fists, and collided with the Netherworld Bone Spear with a loud bang.

"boom!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

A violent shock wave exploded, and the corpses floating around were instantly shattered into powder, and even the space was slightly distorted for a moment.

The dark gold Taoist patterns on Zhan Feng's fist bones were corroded by the Nether Qi, making sizzling sounds, while the cuffs of Ming Wuya's linen clothes were shattered by the force of his fist, revealing his arms covered with Nether Clan's curse patterns.

In the void, the axe light swept by Zhan Feng was avoided by Ming Wuya, and the Nether Bone Spear stabbed back like a poisonous snake, with the tip of the spear wrapped with cold Nether Fire, and went straight to the center of Zhan Feng's eyebrows.

The bone spear split into thousands, and each spear shadow was surrounded by the cold air of the underworld.

All that was heard was a loud roar from Zhan Feng, and his strength flowed through his arms. His fists were as swift as a dragon, tearing a gap in the cold air. The aftermath directly blasted the broken space floating in the distance into two halves!

Before the third move was launched, Jiang Shu's Desolate Star Halberd was already placed between the two of them.

The primordial Dao rhythm hanging from the tip of the halberd formed a barrier, and as the gray air flowed, it completely eliminated Ming Wuya's dark cold air.

"If you want to fight, go fight somewhere else."

Jiang Shu glanced at the silent mechanical matrix and spoke in an indifferent tone.

Ming Wuya put away his spear with a sinister look on his face. He stared at Jiang Shu with his dark pupils and said, "If I remember correctly, you are Jiang Shu from the Jiuyu Business Alliance? Why, now that you have gained some strength, you want to join the War Alliance?"

As he spoke, a faint blue phosphorescent fire flashed in his mouth. It was a manifestation of the ultimate cultivation of the Hades. Every wisp of flame contained a chill that was enough to freeze the soul.

Zhan Yun frowned, knowing that Ming Wuya had most likely misunderstood something, but now was not the time to explain. He pointed the bronze battle axe in his hand directly at Ming Wuya's face and spoke in a cold voice.

"If you don't leave, I'll kill you!"

Ming Wuya narrowed his eyes, looked at Jiang Shu with fear, then turned around and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"Zhan Feng, I'll forgive you this time."

Seeing this, Zhan Yun whispered to Jiang Shu beside him, "This Ming Wuya was my brother's opponent when he was alive. After he became a member of the Ming Clan, he had this obsession, so he always antagonized my brother."

To put it simply, this so-called underworld clan is a group of strong people whose bodies remain intact after death and who are given birth to spiritual intelligence. They can be said to be a new life.

They have no memories of their original bodies, only some obsessions, which is also the main reason for their birth.

Before his death, Ming Wuya was a peerless genius who could compete with Zhan Feng. He died in a fight with Zhan Feng, and his corpse was snatched back by his race and buried in the ancestral tomb. Who would have thought that the obsession of this corpse was so deep that it actually developed intelligence. It escaped from the ancestral tomb when the tomb was not strictly guarded and became a member of the Ming clan.

"It's interesting."

Jiang Shu smiled gently.

The world is full of wonders.

As soon as Ming Wuya's figure disappeared in the folds of space, the mechanical mother body suddenly trembled violently.

The burnt marks on the silvery-white shell squirmed like a living thing, oozing out a sticky gray-blue liquid.

This is not ordinary energy liquid, but a nanocluster with strange life characteristics.

The faint light of the triangle symbol flickered in every drop of liquid, as if billions of mechanical pistons were contracting synchronously.

"Ancestor, what's wrong with you?"

The nearest mechanical guard noticed that something was wrong with the mother body and asked cautiously.

But just as he stretched out his hand, something unexpected happened.

The left arm of the mechanical mother body suddenly twisted into an anti-joint shape, and the elbow armor cracked into more than a dozen gaps, ejecting jagged bone spurs.

The surface of the bone spur was covered with fluorescent patterns that were the same as the gray-blue liquid. It changed shape three times in one thousandth of a second, and finally turned into a metal whip with a barb that swept across.

Click!

When the guard's head was thrown high into the air, what spurted out from the broken neck was not silver-blue energy liquid, but gray-blue mucus exactly the same as the mother's wound.

The mucus vaporizes immediately when it comes into contact with the air, forming a mist with a smell like rusty metal.

There was faint data flickering in the fog, actually copying the battle memory from the wreckage of the escort!
"The mother body has been infected with a mechanical virus, retreat quickly!"

When Jiang Shu shouted loudly, the armor on the back of the mechanical mother body exploded like petals.

Three hundred and sixty metal tentacles with spiral patterns broke out of the body, and three pairs of compound eye-like scanners opened at the top of each tentacle.

The scanner's pupil was composed of dense hexagonal crystals, which were now flashing at different frequencies, recording all vital signs within a hundred feet radius into the database.

Even more frightening was the fact that her elegant human form was crumbling.

The limbs below the waist melted into liquid metal, forming a constantly rotating metal vortex around the upper body.

Sharp metal prisms occasionally protruded from the vortex, and the surface of the prisms was engraved with runes that originated from the mechanical formation just now.

The mechanical family itself operates in the form of code, and while it can maintain extreme calm and rationality, it also has its own drawbacks.

They are unable to possess a firm faith in the Tao like humans, which causes them to be disturbed by their inner demons, which are the so-called mechanical viruses.

It is very simple to eliminate the mechanical virus. You just need to suppress it with your powerful cultivation.

But in the deep sea, the mechanical matrix that has stepped into the realm of Venerable is the strongest. Who can suppress her?
What's more, how can a mechanical virus that can infect the mechanical matrix be eliminated so easily?

"Back off, back off!"

When Zhan Feng dragged two alliance monks back violently, the space beneath his feet suddenly collapsed.

The place where he was originally standing was melted into nothingness by a particle cannon with a diameter of about ten feet.

This is not a traditional energy weapon. The barrel is simulated by the flesh and blood that was torn from the chest of the mechanical mother body. When firing, one can see the gray-blue nerve bundles wriggling on the inner wall of the barrel.

The residual energy from the muzzle burned the surrounding space with a burning smell, and even the broken space fragments were melted into glass-like crystals.

"She read our combat data earlier and is going to attack us now. Let's go!"

Zhan Feng dragged Zhan Yun back three thousand feet, and the bronze battle axe danced into a wheel of light in front of him.

The barrier where the Avenue of Power and the Axe Light intertwined was now covered with spider-web-like corrosion lines.

The mechanical virus was analyzing the secret defensive patterns of the War Alliance. Their injuries had not healed in the first place, and they were not like Jiang Shu who possessed the Primordial Law and the Devouring Law to recover quickly. They were hit again while resisting the trap. If they continued to stay here, they would only make things worse.

"go!"

Zhan Feng coughed up blood clots with internal organs, and the beast pattern on his right arm was completely extinguished. He could see clearly that the long silver-white hair of the mechanical mother body had turned into liquid metal venomous snakes, and the nanomachines that split from the hair ends were frantically gnawing at the space structure.

Yu Tianming glanced at Jiang Shu who was standing in front of them, then quickly left the scene with the geniuses from Jiuyu Business Alliance and the members of the War Alliance.

Jiang Shu's Desolate Star Halberd vibrated like a dragon's roar at this moment, and where the tip of the halberd pierced the void, thirteen great road patterns unfolded like chains, forcibly crushing the newly formed quantum annihilation cannon of the mechanical mother body.

The gray primordial Dao rhyme eroded back along the data stream, tearing a crack in the mother's chest that emitted electric sparks.

"You won't last more than thirty breaths."

The voice of the mechanical matrix suddenly came from all directions.

Her graceful humanoid shell was crumbling, revealing the constantly reorganizing mechanical matrix within.

Each matrix reflects Jiang Shu's combat image, and dozens or even hundreds of killing plans evolve iteratively in the collision of nanomachines.

The Chaos Thunder Pool suddenly expanded, and the seals formed by the Three Holy Fetuses formed a triple halo behind Jiang Shu.

He took half a step forward, and the space beneath his feet cracked like a mirror. What flowed out of the cracks was not the turbulent flow of the void, but a rich rhythm of Taoism with overwhelming power.

"Killing you is enough!"

As the Desolate Star Halberd swept across the sky, the Great Way of Power and the Law of Devouring formed a spiral storm.

When the halberd blade hit the mother body's left shoulder, the burst of gray light reduced the silver-white armor into basic particles.

But gray-blue mucus immediately gushed out of the wound, and the nanomachines reconstructed new armor with barbs like an ant colony.

One of the mechanical mother's arms suddenly exploded, transforming into a hundred thousand silver needle-like micro missiles.

These warheads continued to split during flight. Each one was equipped with space folding technology. They were clearly three-inch-long metal spikes, but when unfolded they turned into prismatic spears that spanned a hundred feet.

Jiang Shu's pupils shrank and his expression became solemn.

He recognized that this was the method used by the Mechanical Clan to deal with the Venerables. Simply put, it was to block the space. Even if a cultivator at the Venerable level could appear in different places in the space in an instant, he could be killed without any blind spots. It was an extremely powerful technique.

At this moment, the three holy fetuses emerged.

The Purple Sky Divine Thunder poured down from the Chaos Thunder Pool, but it did not attack the mother body. Instead, it weaved a lightning cocoon around Jiang Shu.

The primordial Dao rhythm that was rising and falling in the lightning collided with the space folding technique, and the erupting energy turbulence cleared out a void for a thousand miles around.

Under the cracked armor on the mother's chest, the dazzling core crystal suddenly overclocked and spun.

"Kill...kill!"

The cold mechanical sound was a little hoarse, but when it sounded, the shadow of gears suddenly appeared in the entire void.

That was a projection of the Mechanical Kingdom, with a torrent of silver-blue data flowing in every gap between its teeth.

The next halberd that Jiang Shu swung out was frozen in mid-air. This was not because it was blocked, but because the space and time he was in was cut into countless frames of different spaces.

"Space Law?!"

"But these words alone are not enough to kill me."

Jiang Shu sneered, and the Desolate Star Halberd suddenly disintegrated on its own.

The dark gold halberd turned into the original Tao rhythm and returned to Dantian, and was replaced by a gray-white light growing from his palm.

This is a spatial application recorded in the "Great Void Heart Sutra", which can specifically cut off the shackles of time and space.

The moment the light pierced into the phantom of the gear, the Phoenix Fire leapt out of Jiang Shu's left eye, and the dragon blood essence settled in his right eye.

Under the harmony of the primordial Dao rhythm, the two supreme bloodlines condensed into a red-gold spiral drill on the tip of the halberd.

"break!"

The dimensional cage exploded like glass, and Jiang Shu's figure that broke through the seal left dozens of lingering afterimages of time and space.

Each afterimage was performing a different magic trick, which finally converged into a torrent of Taoist rhyme that covered the sky and the sun.

The mother body's silver-white shell suddenly vaporized, she gave up her human form, and turned into a metallic nebula that covered half of the star field.

Each nanomachine carries a battle memory, and the data stream released at the same time is enough to cause the sea of ​​consciousness of any tenth-level cultivator to collapse.

But Jiang Shu's Chaos Thunder Pool also collapsed at this time.

The three holy fetuses formed seals with their hands and compressed the thunder pool into a black hole the size of a sesame seed.

When this particle containing primordial thunder fell into the metallic nebula, Taichu Daoyun wrote ancient mysterious words on its surface.

After a silent flash, a sphere of absolute darkness appeared in the center of the nebula.

That was not a black hole, but a return to chaos and nothingness. Even space and time were temporarily erased. One third of the nanoclusters of the mechanical matrix were annihilated here.

The remaining nebula shrank violently, and the re-condensed parent body was completely unrecognizable.

Her left half maintained an elegant human form, while her right half transformed into a multi-jointed combat form. Six serrated metal arms protruded from her shoulder blades, and the end of each arm was inlaid with Tao seeds peeled off from the bodies of the dead in battle.

"You are strong."

The mechanical sound carries electronic noise,

"It's worth using the Brood Protocol."

Her chest cracked open again, revealing her beating red core.

This was not an energy device, but an egg-shaped crystal engraved with runes. In the cracks of the crystal, Jiang Shu saw the souls of imprisoned practitioners wailing. Judging from their appearance, they were the powerful people who had just died in the trap.

Even if you die, you will still suffer.

The light bursting from the red core dyed the void blood red.

Jiang Shu saw that what emerged in the light were not mechanical creations, but flesh and blood puppets that looked like him.

Each puppet replicated his posture in a certain battle, and even tried to simulate the frequency of the fluctuations of the Taichu Dao rhyme.

"How can these puppets imitate my prosperity?!"

The law of force was exploding with endless rhythm, and Jiang Shu's muscles and bones made a humming sound like a bowstring.

Dark golden Taoist patterns appeared on every inch of muscle, and even the ends of his hair were wrapped in ripples of extreme strength.

The Nirvana Path burned into golden flames behind him, and phoenix wings spread out behind him.

Each feather is a solidified flame, and when fanned, the sparks that fly out will burn any flesh and blood puppets that approach to it into ashes.

The lightning turned into gray air currents and condensed into a miniature chaotic thunder pool in the palm of his hand.

In this thunder pool, which is smaller than a sesame seed, the original thunder that is a blend of thirteen kinds of great ways is floating and sinking.

"Primordial Tribulation Thunder."

Jiang Shu pressed the Thunder Pool towards the Desolate Star Halberd, and the halberd was instantly covered with purple-gold lines like blood vessels. What burst out from the tip of the halberd was not lightning, but a gray thin line that distorted time and space. (End of this chapter)