PDLP Chapter 1139
Chapter 1139
Time has come to the ninth year again. The supernatural turmoil seems to have triggered some changes, or vice versa, some changes have triggered the supernatural turmoil.
Or maybe it was the "smuggling" opportunity that Cui Yan mentioned.
In short, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth is clearly making a comeback.
In the Western Expedition Army, breaking through the Divine Bridge Realm has become the norm. With the support of massive resources, the total number of strong people in the Divine Bridge Realm has exceeded one hundred.
Xiao Diao even broke through to the late stage of the Divine Bridge Realm and stayed there for two years.
Just a little bit more and you can break through to the other shore realm.
The Taoist temple builds a magical bridge, and the other side is the real immortal.
If one can really break through to the other shore realm, it is very likely to prove that that time node has arrived.
The Jade Clear Golden-Haired Sable is an ancient exotic species, and is also a top-ranked divine species. It is naturally in harmony with the Tao and has almost no obvious bottlenecks in its cultivation.
In addition, whatever Qin He had, he would give to Xiao Diao.
The little mink now has become an unrivaled demon mink, and has also become an indicator of some kind of change.
Qin He quickened his pace westward.
In nine years, almost all of the land in the far west was cleared, except for one known, last stronghold.
This is indeed a stronghold. There are about twenty spirits here who are unwilling to sit back and wait for death but have nowhere to escape, including three spirit masters.
Lion Camel Country!
It has always been an important place for people who are obsessed with the supernatural to worship.
This is the core area of the Western Region's supernatural world. There are three masters in one area. This strength is unique in the entire supernatural circle.
This is a country larger than Huangfengling, richer, more fertile, and more vibrant.
There are billions of living creatures of all kinds within a radius of tens of thousands of miles.
However, at this moment, this place has become the most terrifying purgatory in the world.
The three masters of the supernatural awakened, and more than twenty sources of the supernatural gathered together. It was such a grand occasion.
The flesh, blood, soul, essence, and everything else of all living beings have become tonics that are sucked by whales and drunk by cows.
Just like when visiting relatives and friends, or during festivals, the ones who suffer the most are the animals kept at home. At this time, in a country tens of thousands of miles away, dead bones are scattered all over the ground, and resentment is rising to the sky, turning into endless dark clouds.
People in city after city died, drying up everything.
The ghost minions transformed into evil spirits from hell, searching for the survivors after the whale-sucking and cow-drinking, and inflicting the extreme punishment of dismemberment on them.
Thousands of miles away.
The ground was covered with white bones and debris.
The shiny things are the extracted human tendons.
It was empty, filled with endless skeletons and vanished souls.
The black things are groups of vengeful spirits that have turned into evil spirits.
Terror... despair... no chance of survival.
The spirits gathered together, trying their best to replenish their dried-up spirit bodies, preparing for a desperate fight.
Monk, Lion Camel Ridge.
The Blue Lion King, the Demonic Elephant, and the Golden-winged Roc Demon sat at the top, enjoying endless offerings. More than twenty spiritual sources gathered together, also drinking like whales and cows.
Surrounded by evil spirits and filled with ghostly figures, this is the most terrifying and coldest Shura field.
"The fake Green Ox Immortal has bullied us too much. Let's go out together tomorrow to kill the fake immortal and his followers." The Green Lion King spoke, his voice like muffled thunder, shaking the mountains.
"It is said that there are 500,000 pseudo-immortals. This kind of essence is just right for us to use." The demon elephant dropped the half-dead corpse of the giant beast in his hand and said gritting his teeth.
Waking up without any preparation or plan is extremely exhausting.
The entire Lion Country accepted him as a tribute and was willing to dig up the soil and roots just to have a decisive battle with the false Green Ox Immortal.
"We need unity and concerted efforts in this battle. Anyone who injures the pseudo-immortal will be credited with a merit and can later share the pseudo-immortal's corpse and blood essence." At the head, a golden roc cried out.
The three spiritual masters are like the law of heaven and earth, their bodies are like three mountains, and their power is extremely astonishing.
Each of them is far more powerful than the Yellow Wind Monster and the Sand Camel.
The three masters and one domain have been together for countless tens of thousands of years and have never been disturbed or disrespected in the slightest.
Upon hearing this, the various sources of the supernatural began to whisper to each other. There were dozens of those who did not believe it, but a hint of greed flashed across the eyes of all of them.
The pseudo-immortal corpse, whether it is essence, flesh, blood or soul, is the best tonic for this battle.
Perhaps only his corpse can make up for the loss of Su Xing, or even much more.