The moon is like, plate.
The night wind rustled.
In the place of mutation, the sound of breaking iron ropes kept ringing, and in the Jedi place, endless black energy filled the air, shocking people's minds.
The last four sects went through many hardships and paid a heavy price to seal a half-step god-level Netherworld. Before they could take a breath, the second Netherworld was about to be born in the forbidden area.
The realm of gods, the real realm of gods.
Everyone knows what the word divine realm represents. Although there is only two words difference between half-step divine realm and divine realm, the real strength is completely different.
Regardless of the peak of the five realms, the virtual flower or the half-step god realm, after all, they have not transcended the scope of the five realms. Even if they can see the sky, they still cannot really reach it.
Therefore, in the divine realm, under the divine realm, it can be said that it is a different world.
Over the course of thousands of years, warriors in the human world have constantly stepped into the peak of the Five Realms, Virtual Flowers, and even the Half-Step Divine Realm. However, no one has ever been able to reach the legendary divine realm.
It was not until this cold winter was approaching and the world was changing that the most powerful men in swordsmanship and martial arts like the swordsman and scholar appeared and successfully joined them.
The reason for the thousand-year gap is not only the depletion of spiritual energy, but the difficulty of entering the divine realm is also one of the important factors.
"It's coming out!"
Outside the mutated land, Old Suzaku and the others ignored those white-eyed Netherworlds who had escaped from the Jedi. They stared at the temple in the distance, their expressions all becoming very heavy.
Everyone was watching. Deep in the Jedi, beneath the Second Temple, the sound of broken iron cables suddenly stopped. Then, in the majestic and endless black air, a thin figure stepped out.
Different from the usual underworld, the man looked very calm, pale and sickly, giving people an indescribable sense of depression.
"metropolitan."
Outside the mutated land, Zhu Yan looked at the young man walking in front of him, suppressed the throbbing in his heart, and asked, "Is this really the Underworld?"
In his understanding, the underworld is an irrational beast, and the man in front of him is really strange.
"Without a doubt."
Ahead, Old Suzaku replied solemnly, "We actually don't know much about the situation in the Underworld. Perhaps, over the course of thousands of years, the Underworld itself is also changing."
Having said this, Old Suzaku looked at the crazy woman on the side and asked, "Sect Master Xiao, can you detect the aura on his body?"
"Not noticeable."
Xiao Yiren shook his head and replied, "I can only feel a sense of oppression. The breath of the underworld is difficult to detect. Moreover, his realm is far beyond ours and is not on the same level at all."
After saying that, Xiao Yiren turned around, looked at her daughter behind her, and said softly, "Xiao Xiao, can you feel it?"
"A little bit."
Xiao Xiao heard her mother's question and answered truthfully, "His aura is much stronger than that of the child just now. It's not even on the same level."
"Sect Master Xiao, I just wanted to ask, your daughter's perception seems to be different from ordinary people. Why is this?" Old Suzaku asked puzzledly.
"talent."
Xiao Yiren responded casually, with no intention of explaining at all.
This old man has a lot of things going on, so how can he be so curious? I wonder if this is a secret of the sect!
Seeing that the crazy woman beside him didn't want to answer, Old Suzaku realized that he had asked too many questions, so he smiled awkwardly and said nothing more.
"metropolitan."
At this moment, an elder from the Qinglong Sect stepped forward and reported, "The white-eyed netherworlds that escaped have been cleaned up."
"What are the casualties?" Xiao Yiren asked with concern.
"Four elders died in battle."
The elder who reported the news responded in a low mood, "Three elders were seriously injured, and the other elders were also more or less injured."
When Xiao Yiren heard the number of casualties of Qinglong Sect, his face suddenly darkened.
At the same time, the elders of other sects also came to report the casualties, but the results were no better than the Qinglong Sect.
Adding together the number of great cultivators of the Five Realms who were killed and seriously injured in the battle, there were already more than half, and there were almost no elders who were not injured at all.
In addition to the old Suzaku leader who had a broken leg, the casualties in this battle were beyond imagination.
"A Netherworld figure who is half a step into the divine realm is already so difficult to deal with, then"
The leader of the White Tiger Sect said something, paused in tone, and said with a serious expression, "How on earth should we deal with the monster in front of us?"
"Go back and make a long-term plan."
Xiao Yiren said solemnly, "There is still one month left, we can always find a way to deal with it!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Xiao Yiren held a sword flower in the Taichu Sword in his hand, handed it to Qingtan beside him, and said seriously, "Girl, after you go back, please tell your young master everything about today, Ming Tu The disaster is not just the disaster in Nanling, but the entire Jiuzhou cannot escape. I hope your young master can help find a solution."
"If the sect leader says anything, I will definitely bring it to you."
Qingtan took the Taichu Sword and responded politely, then took another look at the monster in the forbidden area, turned around and prepared to leave.
"boom!"
Suddenly, under the dark night, in the black air flow all over the sky, the man moved, his body instantly reached the edge of the mutated place, and then, he punched the restriction.
A violent collision followed, and the restraint that had been restored to its original state began to shake violently.
In front of the place of mutation, everyone felt the vibration of the restriction, and their faces all changed.
However, as time passed by, the vibration of the restriction gradually stopped. The man stood in front of everyone, separated by a restriction. His dark eyes looked at the many human masters in front of him, his expression was calm, and he did not make any more moves.
Outside the forbidden area, the human race warriors who were on full alert breathed a sigh of relief when they saw that the monster in front of them could not come out.
What a risk. Fortunately, this Netherworld could not break the seal in time, otherwise, they would be in big trouble.
The sense of oppression given by this monster is so strong that it is not comparable to the previous children.
"Let's go back."
Xiao Yiren suppressed the turmoil in her heart, gave an order, then turned and walked towards the chariot not far away.
A month from now, Nanling may face an unprecedented disaster.
This monster is no longer something Nanling can handle now.
The only good news is that they still have a month to prepare.
"Mom, do you have a way to deal with that monster?" Xiao Xiao followed behind and asked with a worried look on his face.
"No."
Xiao Yiren said truthfully, "This is no longer a matter of strength. The level difference is too big and there is no need to fight."
This time, reinforcements must be called for.
The rise and fall of the human race is the responsibility of the whole world. It cannot be that the eight sects of Nanling are fighting life and death here, while others sit back and enjoy the results, watching the fun.
The extreme night of winter has not yet arrived, and there are already so many troubles. How can we have fun in the future?
Damn it, can't we wait for her to die of old age before these bullshit disasters happen again?
