The human world and the world of immortals and demons are two completely different spaces, and there is an invisible barrier between them, blocking the two worlds.
The more advanced the fairy demon is, the more divine power is needed to break through this barrier.
This is one of the evil results of the war between immortals and demons between the East and the West in ancient times.
God General Sifeng is a deity of the sixth heaven. If he wants to go down to the lower world, relying on his own divine power is absolutely impossible.
The Nether Primordial Ancestor and the Nether Fiend Ancestor, although temporarily allied with the God Emperor, each had their own ulterior motives and were unwilling to help each other, so the God Emperor could only do it alone.
The god emperor didn't plan to let the two demons contribute, sneered, and took the four generals under his command, left Mingsha peak and found a secluded place.
The god emperor asked Sifeng general to stand in the center, and himself and the other three generals stood in four directions.
Then, he opened his arms, stretched his hands into the air, and chanted a long mantra in his mouth.
The peculiar chanting sound kept reverberating in the sky.
Accompanied by the reciting of the divine mantra, all the rays of light began to gather on the body of General Sifeng.
Sifeng God General seemed to be wearing a dazzling coat, which made it hard to look directly at.
When the god emperor finished reciting the last character, he suddenly split the void and shouted: "Crack!"
Unparalleled divine power surged out from the palm of the god emperor.
The surrounding space began to twist violently, and the violent wind blew away sand and stones.
A huge black hole in space was forcibly torn out by the god emperor.
A strong spatial turbulence surged out of the hole, and swept in the general who was almost separated from each other.
They were taken aback, and quickly mobilized their divine power to stand firm so as not to be involved.
Due to the powerful divine power gathered by Sifeng God General, he stood firmly on the spot, motionless like a mountain.
God Emperor, Sifeng God General, the light on your body will help you resist the turbulent flow of space. "
"Obey!"
General Sifeng glanced at the dark space crack, suppressed the fear in his heart, bowed to the god emperor, and flew towards the space crack.
The moment he flew into the space crack, a mass of space turbulence swept towards him.
Even though he was protected by divine light, he was still swayed like an autumn leaf in the wind.
After a while, General Sifeng felt dizzy and dizzy, looking at the dark space, he was completely lost.
At this time, a golden light beam shot out from his body, shooting towards the endless distance, as if guiding him.
General Sifeng's heart immediately settled down, and he flew over along the golden light beam.
After flying for an unknown amount of time, he finally saw a little light in front of him, and as he flew closer, the light became bigger and bigger.
Si Fengshen was overjoyed, he knew that the world was coming.
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world.
The weather on this day seems to be very abnormal, with thick clouds covering more than half of the earth, lightning and thunder, and heavy rain.
A rare gust of wind raged uncontrollably between the sky and the earth, rolling towering trees one after another into the air.
Master Linghuan, the lord of the Thousand Illusions Sect, stood at the entrance of the main hall with his hands behind his back, looking up at the torrential rain pouring down from the sky, with a gloomy expression on his face.
The Thousand Illusion Sect was originally one of the three major sects in the cultivation world, and he and the leader of the Xianlian Sect are also known as the two leaders of the righteous way, and are respected by all sects in the cultivation world.
However, since the Blood Shaped Sect attacked Shu Mountain a few years ago, the Thousand Illusion Sect did not participate in the rescue, and the reputation of the Thousand Illusion Sect has plummeted.
There are even many cultivators who ridicule Qianhuanzong for being full of benevolence, righteousness and morality, but in fact they are not as good as the Mozong of the Demon Dao.
After all, Mozong still misses the old love, and sent a large number of disciples to help at any cost.
The Thousand Illusions Sect did not send a single soldier.
As the suzerain of the Thousand Illusions Sect, Master Linghuan, the pinnacle powerhouse in the realm of comprehension, his aura has dimmed a lot.
As for the Shushan Sword Sect, since defeating the Blood Shaped Sect, they also possessed the Nine Heavens Thunder Spear bestowed by their predecessor, the Great Immortal Zhao Rui, and their momentum has grown day by day.
It is estimated that it will not take a hundred years for the Shushan Sword Sect to fully recover and become the most powerful sect in the cultivation world.
Although Master Linghuan never said it, he regretted it very much in his heart.
If Shushan was in danger, if they had rescued them, even if they only sent a small number of disciples, it would be a show.
Perhaps, the Thousand Illusions Sect would not have fallen to where it is today.
What worries Master Linghuan even more is that Qian Huanzong has offended the Shushan Sword Sect, and the days to come may not be easy.
"Li Lingfeng, the former head of Shushan Mountain, really has a vision!" Master Linghuan sighed in a low voice, "Back then, when Sun Xiaolan was accepted as a disciple, he added a powerful backer like Zhao Rui, at least to keep Shushan Mountain stable for a thousand years. If we Qianhuan Zong, it would be great to have the help of the gods from the upper realm."
Master Linghuan was full of envy, although in the history of Qianhuanzong, there were also predecessors who ascended to the world of immortals and demons.
However, after ascension, there was no more news.
Master Linghuan hoped in his heart that the senior immortal of Qianhuanzong would also bestow a half-piece of immortal artifact, so that Qianhuanzong could regain its prestige, and let him compete with Sun Xiaolan.
This idea just came out of his mind.
Suddenly, it was discovered that the swirling thick cloud layer in the sky suddenly split a huge cloud hole, and a golden beam of light shot out from the cloud hole.
Immediately afterwards, an extremely powerful aura gushed out from the cloud cave, covering the sky and covering the earth, filling the space with a radius of thousands of miles.
Master Linghuan had never felt such a powerful aura before, he just felt like a mountain was pressing heavily on his body, making it almost difficult for him to breathe.
He couldn't help but change color in shock.
He was the pinnacle powerhouse in the cultivation world, but he was suppressed by a breath, almost unable to move.
Where did this breath come from, and what kind of terrifying existence would it be
Master Linghuan stared blankly at Yundong, waiting for the answer to the mystery to be revealed.
Almost all the disciples of the Thousand Illusion Sect also felt this breath, and raised their heads in unison to look at Yundong.
Under the gaze of countless uneasy eyes, a figure exuding golden light descended slowly from the cloud cave, like a god descending to earth.
The sacred and powerful power emanated from the figure, covering everyone below, making people have the urge to worship from the bottom of their hearts.
The disciples of the Thousand Illusion Sect fell to their knees one after another, not daring to look up.
Even Master Linghuan couldn't resist and also knelt down.
For some reason, a sentence came out of his mind: God's grace is like the sea, and God's power is like prison.
At this moment, Master Linghuan understood where the figure in the sky came from!
He must be a god from the fairy world!
The gods really descended to earth!