In the center of the earth, a huge stone tower stands tall. It is pitch black all over, as if it has experienced thousands of years. An ancient and mysterious atmosphere rolls in.
This is the Demon Tower, the entrance to the Continent of Samsara!
But at this moment, Wutan was not in the mood to pay attention to this. His eyes swept across the battlefield around the magic tower.
Within a radius of 50,000 miles, killing was taking place everywhere, the power of elements was gushing out, the might of divine weapons was rolling in all directions, screams, wails, shouts of killing, and rumbling sounds were like the tide, endless in the ears.
The brutality of this battle was no less than the fight between Wujiteng and fourteen other saint-level powerhouses and the Great Confucian Dynasty and the Dragon God Mountains on the first level.
Ye Tian and Li Tian joined forces, and the power of darkness was overwhelming, covering up the light of this world. The terrifying might enveloped all directions, and they fought madly with Li Erbai.
However, the two were in a very miserable state, with blood all over their bodies, and blood falling from their robes. On the other hand, Li Erbai was much more relaxed than the two, with a calm expression on his face, and a sneer and mockery on the corner of his mouth, as if he was laughing at the two's misery.
"So the imperial weapon is in your hands," Wutan's eyes flickered. When he checked Ye Luo's mustard seed bag, he was very confused. Why was there no imperial weapon? It turned out that it had always been on Li Erbai.
Li Erbai has the imperial soldiers in his hands, so Ye Tian and the other two are naturally no match for him. It is already very good that they can hold on until now.
Meng Xuan and Xiao Qianshuang changed their usual gentle demeanor and transformed themselves into war gods, fighting frantically with the four perfect-stage cultivators. They were heroic and did not lose the upper hand at all.
Among the ten Shura heroes, Wutan did not see Xiao Ai and the other two, and he did not even find Han Ning and Wu Feng in the crowd. Obviously, all five of them had died on the battlefield.
The remaining five kind and virtuous people seemed to be crazy, with their eyes bulging with murderous intent, holding the king's divine weapons, wandering among the crowd like gods of death, ruthlessly and madly harvesting lives.
The most eye-catching thing is naturally the battlefield where the little guy is.
A ferocious beast a thousand feet long was hovering in the sky. It was shaped like a green dragon, with palm-sized scales all over its body flashing a terrifying dim light. The two huge claws under its belly were like two small mountains. Every time it struck the air, a large area of the void would collapse. It was extremely terrifying!
This is a green-winged dragon with two huge wings on its back, like two mountains. Every time it flaps, a huge storm will be born, raging across the sky. The clouds and mist in the sky are rolling, as if trembling!
The Azure Winged Dragon is a descendant of the ancient mythical beast Azure Dragon. It possesses terrifying combat power. Just a wisp of its fierce power is enough to shock thousands of creatures and destroy rivers and oceans...
Wu Tian was not unfamiliar with this beast. He had seen it once when he captured the light elemental spirit vein, but he only took a quick glance and it didn't seem real. Now facing it in person, he felt that in front of this beast king, he was like an ant, small and unreachable!
Opposite the blue-winged dragon, there was a beast as tall as the sky, covered with golden scales. Its golden light was bright and dazzling, like a falling sun. Its terrifying might spread out in waves, shaking the sky and the earth!
Below the beast's shadow was a palm-sized golden beast. This was the little fellow, but at this moment, it was less vulgar and treacherous than usual, and its golden eyes were filled with solemnity.
Two terrifying beasts were fighting fiercely in the sky. Their ferocity was so overwhelming that half of the sky was cracked and the sky was dyed red with blood!
On another battlefield, Shishi was dressed in white, standing on the back of a flying fox. Her three thousand black hair were flying in the wind, and light element energy was surrounding her, making her look like a fairy from the sky, beautiful and ethereal!
She kept making hand gestures in front of her chest with her ten slender jade fingers, using the illusion of light. One ferocious beast after another appeared, lifelike and no different from the real beasts. They were extremely ferocious and terrifying, and rushed towards the enemies below.
"Little girl, I finally see you."
Looking at the woman who looked like a fairy falling from the sky, a smile finally appeared on Wutan's face, but this smile disappeared almost in an instant, and was replaced by endless murderous intent.
Although it was said to be slow, it all happened in just a few breaths.
Wutan's eyes flashed with divine light, and in just a few breaths he had insight into the entire battlefield.
"Nine Palaces' ultimate killing weapons, trap one side, go!" Wutan waved his hand, and ten killing weapons and ten trapping weapons shot out from his sleeves and scattered to various battlefields within a radius of 50,000 miles.
For a moment, the place was filled with rosy clouds, the sky was covered with blood-red light, and the battlefield was filled with obscure aura and terrifying murderous intent.
Ten killing bans, with blood floating up and down, ten trapping bans, shining brightly, fell down with a bang, each covering an area of a thousand feet in radius.
And just as the ban was about to fall, Wutan had an idea, and all the people belonging to the Shura Alliance were stunned and forcibly taken out of the ban.
At the same time, a large amount of soul power gushed out from Wujitian's crown, with flames rising and green light shining. Then it quickly turned into strands, like strands of shining black hair, and shot towards the twenty bans.
When the forbidden talisman was touched, twenty restrictions were revived, and the crazy killing started completely at this moment...
This sudden change immediately woke up everyone. The little guy and Ye Tian and others who were high in the sky were also alarmed. They all looked over. When they saw Wutan in the sky, those who were familiar with him immediately started screaming.
"My God, Wuliang Heavenly Master, Wutian, you're finally here. If you don't come, Fatty will have to report to the Palace of Hell," Shan Youde cursed, but his face was full of joy.
“Wutian, you are late, but as long as you come, all these dangers will be solved, haha…” The burly man Tang Yun laughed.
Meng Xuan smiled, Xiao Qianshuang smiled, Fei Qin smiled, Zhang Ting and Lan Miaomiao all smiled, even Ye Tian, who was usually cold, showed a sunny smile.
All the people who knew Wutan were filled with surprise and joy at this moment. They felt as if they had found a backbone in their hearts. The fatigue that had swept over their entire body and mind before was gone, and they felt refreshed and in high spirits!
The despair and helplessness in my heart also disappeared, and were replaced by hope, the hope of winning this battle!
"Senior Xu Yan, who is the white-haired man? Why do you all seem to be reassured when he comes?" A young man who joined the Shura Alliance midway, covered in blood, looked at a red-haired man next to him and asked.
Xu Yan looked at the white-haired man in the sky, a big smile appeared on his handsome face: "Her name is Wutan, a legendary figure of Shura Palace, the brother of Yuan Swallowing Frog, and our backbone. With his joining this battle, victory is no longer a foregone conclusion. By the way, he is also what you call the Spirit Vein Thief."
"What, it's him!" the boy exclaimed.
"That's right, he is the Spirit Vein Thief, and he looks exactly like the one in the portrait!" Someone took out the portrait, compared it, and was immediately shocked.
This sentence was also heard by other people, and they were all shocked. During this period of time, the name of the Spirit Vein Thief was like a curse, deeply imprinted in the hearts of everyone in the Seventh Heaven and could not be erased.
Even until now, the incident of the spiritual vein being stolen and the person who stole the spiritual vein are being discussed with great interest by people from all over the world.
(End of this chapter)