Unseen Immortal of Three Hundred Years

When the person was pulled back to the chaotic line, the severe pain and coldness that had subsided on the Spirit King quickly swept up again.

It only takes a tiny bit of that bone-chilling cold to freeze the body and soul. The exposed neck and fingers turned pale and colorless, and suddenly turned a faint green color.

That kind of severe pain is beyond the reach of any human being. Even gods would tremble and bend down.

He vaguely heard a voice in his head. It was so vague that he didn't know where it came from, but it was roaring like the strong wind in the wilderness and mountains.

Does it hurt?

Is it cold?

This is the resentment of the dead. No one in the world can be small, and no one can stop it——

The Spirit King's voice behind the mask was soft and low. His fingers were trembling uncontrollably, but he replied: Really?

The tone was exactly the same as Wu Xingxue.

The whistling sound became even louder, making the ground shake.

You will be broken like a bone.

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It will be like being buried in an ice cliff.

A stronger wind swept in, seeming to knock him over or make him lose his balance.

But when the tip of his sword touched the ground, he stood upright and never moved again.

You will be riddled with wounds, you will bleed all over the place, and you will be in agony.

You will regret it, cry out to the heavens for no response, and call the earth helpless.

Then you are wrong. He still gently echoed the voice in his head, I can't.

The power of the spiritual platform that was tightly suppressing and enveloping him was completely broken at that moment. It was as if the earth was cracked and light penetrated hundreds of feet of clouds.

He resisted the overwhelming force that suppressed him, twitched the corner of his mouth and said, I will never do it.

His body is the sword of the Spirit King, and his bones and blood are part of Wu Xingxue.

The sword will not be riddled with holes, it will not be painful, and it will not regret.

He always just pointed forward.

Earlier, he was still a long branch of sacred wood wrapped in white jade spirit.

He started out as a person who was fearless in life and death and sought protection without asking for anything in return. From the moment he existed in this world, he was destined to have no fear or retreat.

So. He moved his lips slightly and replied silently: You can't scare me.

I woke up.

***

At that moment, the entire chaotic world changed color!

Spirit King raised his head and glanced at the sky of Fengyunjihui, then looked in the direction of Wu Xingxue, Xiao Fuxuan and Fang Chu.

They are one and there is no need to say more.

But the Spirit King still spoke at that moment: I know what to do, but I have to remind you.

He raised his finger and pointed at the Xiandu Lingtai on Jiuxiao Cloud, and said: Since it can influence and suppress me, it can also influence and suppress others. It is even much easier, after all...

He stayed on this chaotic line for a long time, and even though he was completely awake, he still paused when he spoke. Even with the mask on, you could still feel him being stunned for a moment.

But he soon became as sure as a stone and said: After all, to some extent, this chaotic line is derived from its spiritual platform. Every immortal on the chaotic line is also derived from it. As long as it is willing, it can make the immortal capital Everyone is at war with us without any reason.

so?

So we have to use one to stop a hundred, and one to stop a thousand. There won't be any more helpers.

Xiao Fuxuan said: Isn't this what you are used to?

Everyone was quiet for a moment, then laughed.

really.

It was like this twenty-five years ago, but it's happening again.

The next moment, those prohibitive walls that penetrated the sky and the earth shattered. The wildest wind outside the restriction mixed with the sound of the river flowed into my ears.

They faced the wind for tens of thousands of miles, like rays of light penetrating the sky and heading towards the spiritual platform!

***

the other side.

From the moment the Spirit King woke up, there was movement on the Immortal City Spirit Platform in the Nine Heavens, and countless biographies flew out at that moment——

Sang Feng had felt the strange movement in the mountains and rivers before and was patrolling the Fudo Mountains he was in charge of. Halfway through his patrol, he suddenly stopped on the winding mountain road and reached out to catch the letter coming through the forest.

When the letter was unfolded, it was completely blank, without any content.

But his body froze and his eyes suddenly became fixed. After a moment, he flew to Taiyin Mountain and followed the Tongtian Tower to the Immortal Capital.

Thousands of miles away, in Jingguan where there are huge tombs, Menggu also caught the letter.

She stood up in front of a tombstone, holding a blank letter in her hand, and was stunned for a long time. Then he swept away his skirt and robe and flew away as well.

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She walked through the thunder and lightning that persisted all year round in the snow pond, received the letter, pulled up her long hair, and tied it into a convenient bun. With Yun Lei in the snow pool, he rushed from the south to the north.

…

In various places in the world, all the immortals in the immortal capital received the same blank message at the same time.

As the Spiritual King said, he went straight to the spiritual platform without any reason. They were surrounded by fairy lights, like thousands of flying rainbows, gathering in the sky in an instant.

But in the immortal hall on the high cliff of Lingtai, everyone who was talking to the immortal leader suddenly fell silent.

The entire fairy hall fell into an empty silence. That kind of quietness gives people a very strange feeling - there are obviously many immortals standing here, but it seems that there is no one and they are all shadows.

What's wrong? Youxian broke the silence and asked cautiously.

The next moment, an immortal envoy climbed to the twelfth floor of the peak and shouted: Someone forced his way into the Immortal Turing Platform!!!

***

All the scenes are exactly the same as they were twenty-five years ago, as if they happened again yesterday.

Only this time, there was an additional figure on Wu Xingxue's side——

When he was wedged into the high cliff of Lingtai wearing plain clothes, pale frost spread rapidly along the Yao Palace Immortal Palace on the high cliff. In the blink of an eye, everything he passed was covered with ice and snow.

But when all the immortals on the Lingtai came with magic weapons, the immortals' heads were swept away with bright lights, and the fire was dazzling. A long silver shadow came across, carrying a sword sound as clear as the breeze, and fell into Wu Xingxue's always empty hand.

Three hundred years have passed.

He was no longer the Spirit King, but he held the sword again.

This time Xiao Fuxuan will not rush here again.

His wild sword intent came side by side with Wu Xingxue, like the most turbulent ocean tide, rolling through the sky.

Thousands of golden sword shadows fell directly in front of the immortals on the Lingtai. When they hit the ground, the ground of the Yao Palace Immortal Palace shattered with a sound, and white stones splashed.

With just one shadow of the sword, the immortals couldn't move forward at all!

Wu Xingxue went straight through the fire lit by the Zhaoshi Lamp, his body was like light and electricity, he held a silver-white sword flower and slashed straight down.

The Ten Thousand Yao Palaces in the Immortal Capital were shocked like thunder at that moment, and countless cracks spread at the same time.

***

When the Immortal City was in turmoil, the clouds and mist under the thousands of jade bridges on the Lingtai were constantly surging.

If an immortal would know it when he saw it at this time, it would be a sign - indicating that the foundation of the Immortal City Lingtai is unstable, the evil vortex is constantly turbulent, and there is a sign of decline.

If we want to suppress this decline and make Xiandu Lingtai prosper in an instant, we need more incense, more human prayers and offerings.

However, the bridge between the chaotic line and the real world has been cut off, Feng Juyan and Feng Feishi have disappeared, and the incense and worship on both sides are disconnected.

If we want to absorb more human incense offerings in this extremely short period of time, there is only one way - to build some new bridges.

Those who can be bridges are mostly souls who are unwilling to die and wander endlessly. They want fresh bodies, they want a place where they can live, they want to live.

The place with the most such souls in the world is Jingguan, where tombs are everywhere and the dead gather.

Meng Gu, who was in charge of Jingguan, had already arrived in Xiandu at this moment. Under the complete suppression and influence of Lingtai Tiandao, she confronted her old friend with swords.

So she failed to see that something strange was happening in the capital she was in charge of - in the huge tomb, bits and pieces of the souls of the dead who were unwilling to die were breaking out of the loess six feet below and carrying them with them. The cold wind wrapped in the gloomy tide gathers in the same place.

The place where those souls gathered was a wild mountain col. The mountains were rugged but the cliffs were scattered with rocks. There were sharp traces of the spiritual swords sweeping everywhere.

Less than a moment ago, Wu Xingxue, Xiao Fuxuan and the Spirit King who were in chaos had fought here.

This is the place that leads to the present world.

***

Between the mountains, there are narrow passages and strong winds.

Those hundreds of souls that were unwilling to die opened a gap under the influence of Lingtai Heavenly Dao.

As long as they step into the real world and settle down in this world, the bridge will be erected again.

This time there was not just one, but hundreds.

With such a quantity, once it is settled, it will take a lot of effort to cut it off. Even if Wu Xingxue and Xiao Fuxuan rushed to look back at this time, it was too late.

Those souls screamed through the gap and went straight to the human world.

However, when they were about to land, they saw a figure.

The man was not tall, but his body was thin and thin. At first glance, they seemed to be only fifteen or sixteen years old, but the eyes that looked at them were so cold that they didn't look like teenagers.

It was none other than Ning Huaishan.

The connection between the real world and chaos was broken by Xiao Fuxuan and Wu Xingxue. Therefore, the entrance to the chaotic line is in the wilderness, but the exit to the real world is in the city of Zhaoye.

At first, Ning Huaishan didn't know why the city lord left him in this empty house and asked him to guard the house. He thought the city lord thought he was not enough of a helper.

But he was always obedient, even though he felt a little uncomfortable, he still sat cross-legged under the giant tree where the birds did not fall.

It wasn't until this moment that he understood the intentions of the city lord and Tiansu.

It turns out that no one thought he was qualified to be a helper.

It turns out that this place really needs to be guarded by trustworthy people.

Ning Huaishan saw those souls of unknown origin, with cold moisture on the chaotic lines and resentment too deep to be ignored, appearing in Quebuluojiao.

He narrowed his eyes and stood up from under the giant tree in an instant.

He twisted his neck, hands and feet, and stepped in front of those souls.

The resentment of those souls surged like blazing flames in the screams, so powerful that in the blink of an eye, the high and low pavilions were submerged in it.

And Ning Huaishan stood in front of the rising resentment.

He lowered his eyes, moved his hands, and the intricate blue veins swelled, from his forehead to his neck, to his arms and then to the backs of his fingers.

The poisonous gas continued to escape from his body.

At that moment, poisonous energy and resentment collided violently!

The earth shook and the buildings shook, accompanied by the soul's roar, which resounded in the southernmost part of Zhaoye City.

Ning Huaishan twitched one corner of his mouth amidst the roar, revealing a rather evil smile. While making a bold move, he said in a hoarse voice: Sorry, you can't get through this empty door. Someone is guarding the house!