boom--
"careful!"
The moment the giant bronze door rotated open, an extremely dense mist spurted out, so thick that it turned black, forming a thick column and rushing towards the group of true immortals.
The True Immortal of the Alliance vibrates the energy and blood of the container, and is immune to most damage from the fog. The true immortals of the tribe can only activate the ruins soldiers to resist the erosion of the fog, which consumes a lot of energy in their bodies.
The Soldier of Ruins is one of the few treasures that can resist the fog, and its effect is second only to that of pure blood.
The fog behind the portal accumulated too much, and it took a long time for the spray to gradually weaken, and the vortex channel was revealed. Everyone looked excited when they saw this.
"Director Yan, it really has to be you!"
"Haha, I just hit it by mistake."
Yan Xing's figure was illusory, but he took the initiative to enter the virtual state. The true immortals in the alliance were not too surprised to see that he could ignore the impact of the fog, and they did not think about it in the direction of pure blood. They just sighed at the powerful and strange ability of his life-saving ability. .
"Without further ado, everyone, hurry in!"
"good!"
Without much hesitation, all the true immortals rushed towards the whirlpool passage. Some of the true immortals stood still, looking at Yan Xing, their meaning was self-evident.
"I'm going in too, please follow me quickly."
Yan Xing's eyes were calm, and he was laughing secretly in his heart. Even if you are cautious and suspicious, I don't believe you can resist the temptation of breaking the situation.
Before he finished speaking, Yan Xing stepped into the whirlpool together with those anxious immortals. In the distance, a shocking roar suddenly sounded from the forest of monuments.
Ho ho ho——
The moment the bronze portal opened, the seven people in the night seemed to be stimulated, their eyes turned red, and they dragged the chains and rushed forward with fierce momentum and murderous intent.
"Hmph, let's go in too!"
Sima Wenchen glanced coldly and stepped into the passage. The other true immortals quickly followed. Their remaining manpower could not resist the stone tablet prisoners.
On top of the Chaos Stone Tablet, Weiyuan looked down with cold eyes, watching the true immortals enter the whirlpool channel one by one, but he had no intention of stopping them, and the clarity in his eyes became stronger and stronger.
"Stop."
Weiyuan raised his hand and waved, and the divine light turned into giant claws, pulling back all the Yemu members who were sprinting madly. The power was so powerful that it was staggering.
"Old friend, I have made you suffer. Just wait, wait, and I will save you from the sea of suffering soon..."
Weiyuan murmured in a low voice, with a trace of desolation flashing in his eyes. Through Yan Xing's mouth, he knew that hundreds of billions of years had passed in the outside world, and the Night Club had long since disappeared in the long river of time.
It can be said that the reason for the current situation is entirely due to their original actions.
"snort!"
With anger in his eyes, Weiyuan glanced at the ancient immortals who were willing to become prisoners. These people were all the original participants. Unfortunately, due to the rules of the inheritance stone tablet, they cannot be killed now.
…
Behind the giant gate, which is the core area of the ruins of creation, the entire space is filled with extremely rich purple mist, and even traces of black mist are floating around.
"Dark fog?"
The true immortals stood there with fearful expressions on their faces, not daring to act rashly. There was endless murderous intent ahead, and they knew nothing about this place.
"Director Yan, you are the only one who has been to this place before. Can you lead the way for us?"
Sima Wenchen's eyes flashed. Almost everyone, including him, had their energy locked on Yan Xing, for fear that the only insider would run away again.
"Of course, I can't wait to return there again. Of course, my strength is low, but I can only pass by empty-handed with countless treasures. I must empty them this time!"
Yan Xing smiled, as if he didn't notice the strange look in everyone's eyes, and took the lead to walk out of the crowd, heading back into the mist.
"Stop!"
boom--
The mist rolled and the divine light flickered. The true immortals from the tribes spread out to form an encirclement. The relic weapons in their hands shone brightly, constantly repelling the surrounding mist.
"What do you want to do?"
Emperor Xinghe narrowed his eyes slightly. Because there are more than a dozen true immortals who have become prisoners of the stone tablet, and because of the restrictions on combat power of the flesh and blood container, the overall strength of the alliance is weaker than that of the tribe.
"What are you doing? Emperor Xinghe, you won't think that our Ten Thousand Tribes are being taken advantage of, right?"
The high priest's eyebrows darkened, a trace of sneer appeared on his old face, and he continued to say coldly: "We have contributed a lot to successfully enter this place. More than a dozen true immortals were seriously injured. Now it's time to harvest the fruits, what? Just forget about us?!"
"Oh? Then what do you think we should do?"
Sima Wenchen frowned. The Ten Thousand Races Department is a double-edged sword. If it is not handled well, it may be hurt in return.
"It's very simple, fair competition, everyone must stand on the same starting line." The goddess of wisdom stood up, her eyes flashed with wisdom, and she said in a cold voice.
"Either hand over the method of brewing the pure blood container, or you give up using the container. Of course, we don't mind squeezing in the same container with you!"
As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere at the scene suddenly froze. The wills of the true immortals intertwined and collided, causing the void to wail and shatter under pressure.
"You can refuse."
"Then don't blame us for taking action."
What the true immortals are afraid of is the fog in front of them. They can barely cope with the deep purple fog, but the dark fog that appears for the first time has a smell that makes the scalp numb, and they don't know if there is a more terrifying fog in the depths. .
At this time, the pure blood container is the biggest support. Even if you don't have it, you can't let your opponent enjoy it.
"Everyone, can you listen to me?"
Real Immortal Tuonan saw that the two sides were in a stalemate and were about to engage in a full-scale martial arts show, so he stood up and said: "Now that we don't even see the shadow of the treasure, we will fight life and death first, but don't forget who our common enemy is. If the unknown source saw it, wouldn’t it make him laugh out loud?”
"Aren't you venturing into the ruins to find the power to deal with the unknown? We have to fight and seize it. You can wait until you get the treasure before going out."
"Director Yan is right, I am too narrow-minded."
Sima Wenchen's eyes flickered, he took over the conversation, secretly communicated with all the true immortals, and unified their opinions.
"It's impossible to tell you how the container is made, and besides, you can't find pure blood that meets the requirements now. I'll just do what you said, share the same container, and squeeze it together for now."
"Perhaps, by gathering more than two true immortals, the soldiers of the ruins can have greater confidence in resisting the more terrifying fog that may appear next."
This is what the True Immortal of the Alliance thinks deep in his heart. It’s not that he’s afraid of the tribe, or that the overall situation is the most important thing as Yan Xing said, but he simply feels that with his current strength, he probably won’t be able to enter that space, which is dark and misty. The appearance made them more fearful.
"Great, let's do it."
The high priest nodded, with a look of anticipation on his face.
Sima Wenchen raised his hand and gave everyone the method of using the secret technique. With the comprehension ability of a true immortal, he quickly learned the method of collapsing dimensional thinking.
Kneading spells with hands and reciting mantras, the figures of the true immortals twisted and changed, collapsed into invisible thought waves, and shot into the brow of the container.
"Hehehe, not only that, it's like this anyway, why not get it right in one step!"
A strange color appeared on the faces of many containers. Almost at the same time, they stretched out their palms and pinched out the mysterious seal. Wisps of scarlet blood spurted out from the body, and scarlet lines intertwined.
"Secret Technique: Symbiosis of Flesh and Blood!"
"combine--"
Seeing that, each pure blood container began to melt into blood, leaving only four complete bodies. The blood was submerged into the containers along the blood lines. Visible to the naked eye, mysterious lines slowly appeared on the bodies of the four containers, and their auras were crazy. rising.
In an instant, the dust settled, and many figures around them disappeared, leaving only four containers with their eyes slightly open. The dark holes were filled with blood lines from the secret realm, and more than forty towering figures could be vaguely seen entrenched in them.
Qiang——
The soldiers clashed, and various relic soldiers emerged. The colorful divine light shone and formed a huge circle behind the container. It rotated slowly. The aura was so terrifying that the surrounding fog could not even get close.
"Mist?"
Container glanced around and murmured, indifferently and overbearingly. His voice was layered, as if it was composed of the voices of dozens of people.
Yan Xing on the side was dumbfounded when he saw this scene. He never expected that these true immortals could have such a trick, which was really terrifying and perverted.
With the fusion of dozens of pure bloods, the superposition of the power of dozens of true immortals, and the many ruins soldiers protecting him, he even had some doubts that this monster might even be able to withstand the pure white mist.
The four vessels have incorporated so many true immortals that it is impossible to define what they are called. Let’s call them “demon and ghosts” for the time being.
The demon slowly turned his head, looked at Yan Xing and asked softly: "Director Yan, your ability should make you immune to the erosion of the fog, right?"
"Huh? It should be fine."
Yan Xing blinked and came back to his senses. It had nothing to do with him what these guys turned into. As long as they could enter that space and complete his purpose, these true immortals would have no use value.
"Great, let's move on!"
Having said that, the demons and ghosts crossed the boundless distance in one step, unscrupulously, ignoring the erosion of the fog, and approached the depths of the space at full speed.
Yan Xing tried his best to follow behind and not fall behind.
"Intruder!"
"kill--"
Deep in the mist, countless mechanical creations sensed the breath of outsiders, their crystal eyes suddenly lit up with scarlet light, and they stood up slowly, their breaths violent.
Boom!
With one palm shot, the fog dispersed, and time and space eroded and shook.
"Huh, God Killer?"
"No, its power is far above that of the God Killer, comparable to that of a true immortal. It is said that the Machine Tribe once obtained a similar remains in the ruins and used it as a prototype to develop a series of mechanical life forms."
"I didn't expect that there is so much hidden in this place, and it is intact and has the power of a true immortal."
"Use the mantis' arm as a chariot and destroy them."
"kill--"
The demons and ghosts who are a fusion of many true immortals have a personality that is difficult to understand. They have various colors, and domineering and violent is just one of them.
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Boom!
The battle was over before it even started. Many mechanical guards were torn apart and scattered into pieces all over the sky.
So strong!
Yan Xingtong's hole shrank. If the real immortals had used this trick from the beginning, there would have been no time for the seven people in the night to show off their majesty.
