Uchiha Madara pushes the heavens

Chapter 212
In an inexplicable ancient land, on a golden island, there is a golden glow everywhere, even the plants and reefs are golden, like a dream.

Looking into the distance, there are many similar islands. They are located above the sea, with different colors and look very dazzling.

The aura here is so strong that it can't be melted away, and after just taking a sip, I feel that my body is much lighter, as if it is about to ascend.

If you look carefully, this crystal clear sea water, steaming and dense, is actually composed of innate essence, which is incomparably extravagant.

And in front of the island, there is a nest, which is located on an island reef, almost at the same level as the sea.

It is ancient and grand, much larger than the nearby islands, and its majestic lair is a behemoth that cannot be ignored.

Its surface is made of towering sacred trees one after another. The brilliance flows on the ancient trees, and strands of chaotic air permeate it, which is an amazing sight.

This is the true nest of the Kunpeng that everyone dreams of. It is so vast that it shocks the past and the present.

Near the huge Kunpeng nest, there are countless terrifying runes flashing, forming an insurmountable forbidden area, and only a dozen roads can directly reach the entrance.

A crimson figure stood here, with his hands crossed over his chest, his hair dancing lightly, his scarlet eyes streaking across the sky, looking straight into the distance.

Following his gaze, one can see a magnificent scene that can stand side by side with Kunpeng's nest.

It was a huge portal, located on the island, and the body was blazing, as if it was connected to the ancient gods. A river flowed out of the portal and poured into the nearby ocean.

Madara's writing wheel can clearly see that the river is the product of the accumulation of aura that is extremely rich and turned into liquid.

When he first saw the vast ocean formed by the river and innate energy, his heart shook slightly, and he couldn't help but look inside his dantian, where a radiant sacred tree took root.

It is a solid product formed by the extreme concentration of the power of life, and it has derived a mysterious way, and it has transformed into an unparalleled divine object since ancient times.

Madara is able to perform a large-scale wood escape technique, a large part of which relies on this sacred tree.

Every once in a while, the branches on the sacred tree will flick down slices of brilliant divine glow, which will be stored in Madara's meridians and flesh, and Madara can use this to cast the immortal method wood escape as he pleases.

But here, the river transformed from aura has been flowing for an unknown amount of time, as if it could never end. Tens of thousands of years have passed, but this place is still full of aura.

Suddenly, a black thing drifted out from the golden portal along the river.

It was a black paper boat, it was small, but the size of a palm, beautiful and delicate.

Madara didn't show any surprise, he had been here for several days and had seen this kind of black paper boat before.

They are too mysterious, with inexplicable power dormant on them, even Madara's Sharingan can't see through the black paper boats, there is an inexplicable power blocking his sight, no matter how hard Madara exerts force, he can't break through.

He instinctively sensed the danger above, and didn't approach it rashly.

But this time, instead of watching, he stepped forward and came closer.

Afterwards, the devouring rune flashed slightly in Madara's palm, and a suction force spread out, intercepting the drifting black paper boat, and received it in the palm.

After a few days of observation and feeling, he was convinced that the ship would not endanger his life, so he stepped forward to intercept one, intending to explore its secrets.

As soon as the black paper boat was in his hand, Madara felt an extremely strong vitality.

At the same time, his spirit trembled, his whole body spun, and he almost fell to the ground.

This is a terrifying feeling, the sun, the moon and the galaxy are falling, and the sky and the earth are about to overturn.

Ban Fei regained his composure, silently looking at the black paper boat in his hand, expressionless.

What kind of power is this?It caused the world to fall, what exactly is this black paper boat?By whom?
Madara opened her sharing eyes and carefully observed the things in her hands. The black paper boat was as new as if it had been folded not long ago, and there was a line of writing on it, which was so bright and flowing with a strange color.

This is a line of blood: I am the only one left!
At this moment, Madara seemed to hear a woman's sigh, which came faintly from the unspeakable ancient years, sad and melancholy, which made people sigh.

Ban Dingding stared at the black paper boat in his palm, with a dignified look on his face. The paper boat was very new, as if it had just been folded, and the blood on it hadn't dried up yet.

Is this woman still alive?Behind this huge golden portal, fold down the black paper boats with bleeding fingers?
He stayed here for a few days, and saw the whole process of the black paper boat turning into a blood-stained black warship after sailing into the ocean.

When it transformed into a blood-stained, weird warship full of weapon scratch marks, even Madara's Sharingan did not dare to look directly at it, as a strange and inexplicable force eroded from it.

Madara closed her eyes, trying to comprehend the message on the black paper boat with her heart.

After a long time, Ban Ti realized the power of time, which was so long that it was unspeakable, as if drifting through the ages.

The black paper boat came from the other end of the golden portal, which makes people doubt whether this huge golden portal is really connected to the God Realm?

If not, why are there so many auras that are thick and liquid, flowing out as rivers?

Moreover, the woman who folded this black paper boat is definitely much stronger than the True Dragon Emperor I have seen before.

For some reason, when Madara stared at the black paper boat, his heartstrings couldn't help trembling slightly. He seemed to see a woman sitting high in the ninth heaven.

"This woman is strong!" Madara said to herself.

Compared with the True Dragon Emperor, this woman is probably the real dragon.

"Interesting! It's just a trace of blood, which has gone through the ages and changes, but still contains a trace of divinity, and possesses terrifying and incomparable power.

It's hard to imagine how powerful her real body is, and how powerful she is when she strikes.

No wonder, just now I saw the terrifying scene of the sun, moon and stars falling, and the world overturned. Perhaps, this is a description of the strength of that woman.

I don't know how she compares to those strong men on Qingshi Ancient Road.

Among other things, those five people should be stronger than her. The corners of Madara's mouth curled up slightly, and he murmured to himself with a somewhat excited expression.

He put away the black paper boat, and there was still a trace of undried blood with divine power on it, which might be of great use.

Madara once again looked at the blazing golden portal. Just now, he vaguely saw a piece of rotten wood lying in the golden portal, which seemed quite extraordinary.

At that moment, even the sacred tree firmly rooted in the depths of his dantian trembled slightly.

(End of this chapter)