It happened so suddenly that no one could react!

As soon as Zhenru Tianzun finished speaking, a crack opened in his belly.

A strange black hand stretched out from the crack, silently and very quickly, and suddenly pressed down on Linghu Bai's chest!

boom!

In the muffled sound, Linghu Bai's body-protecting aura shattered, and his body bent in the middle, like a broken bamboo, and flew backwards.

The whole process happened in the blink of an eye, and everyone could only see a blur in front of their eyes. If they were not strong enough, they could not even catch the traces of Linghu Bai.

Only when one reaches the realm of transformation can one vaguely see a meteor piercing the sky, tearing the void apart and falling into the endless darkness.

"Senior Linghu!"

Countless people screamed in shock, their faces extremely horrified.

Obviously Linghu Bai has completely suppressed Zhenru Tianzun, why did the situation suddenly reverse?

Millions of monks in Nanxuan were all looking at Zhenru Tianzun in the distance.

I saw this huge body trembling non-stop, tens of thousands of pounds of fat surging like waves, a crack opened in the belly, and black air filled the air.

Suddenly, two big hands made of black energy came out and tore open the flesh and blood of the belly, just like tearing up a piece of waste paper without any obstruction.

When the heroes of Nanxuan saw this scene, they couldn't help but take a breath of cold air.

Although Zhenru Tianzun was seriously injured, how stable is the saint's physical body? These black hands suddenly appeared and easily tore open Zhenru's belly. There was no lag in the whole process, which is simply incredible!

This was not over yet. After the belly was torn open, there were no internal organs inside, only endless darkness.

There is a golden stone door deep in the darkness, and there is faint applause behind the stone door.

Snapped!

Snapped!

Snapped!

Every round of applause was like a dark cloud floating in the heart of monk Nanxuan. Although he was not hurt, he felt extremely depressed.

Everyone looked surprised and uncertain. Only Liang Yan guessed something. His pupils shrank suddenly and he looked at the golden stone door with disbelief.

The next moment, the stone door slowly opened, and a middle-aged man stepped out slowly, stroking his hands and smiling.

This man is wearing a dragon, phoenix and purple gold robe, and a seven-star cloud crown on his head. He has a square face, thick eyebrows, and a black mole at the corner of his mouth. Although he is smiling, he has an aura of majesty.

When he took this step, the world was eclipsed!

The white clouds of three thousand miles and the strong wind of ninety thousand miles all dissipated in this moment.

The entire "Daluo Cave" has fallen into chaos, and there is no trace of light!

"Okay, okay, okay!"

The man stroked his palms and said with a smile: "Old friend Linghu, you are here after all."

While speaking, his spiritual consciousness was released, covering the entire "Da Luo Cave Heaven".

Millions of miles of space, every corner, and every particle of dust is in his sea of ​​consciousness.

"Come out, I know that palm just now can't hurt you."

The middle-aged man smiled and said calmly: "We have been chess friends for many years, and it's time to meet today."

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a breeze blowing in the distance, and a man in Confucian robes slowly appeared.

It was Linghu Bai who was beaten away just now!

There was nothing unusual about his breath, and his clothes were still the same.

It seemed that the man in purple robe was right. Although the palm just now was a sneak attack, it did not hurt a single hair of Linghu Bai.

"Bury the Heavenly Emperor."

Linghu Bai looked calm and slowly uttered three words.

Among the heroes of Nanxuan, many people looked puzzled, because for them, this name was really unfamiliar.

Everyone only knows that the largest force in Beiming is Tiangong City, and the man behind the war between the north and the south is the mysterious and unpredictable Lord of Tiangong City.

But no one knows his origin!

In the long history of Antarctic Fairy Continent, there is no record of this person taking action. His strength is unknown, his magical power is unknown, and no one even knows his name.

There are rumors that Tiangong City was founded by this person, but some people say that Tiangong City has actually had three city owners since its establishment.

It wasn't until the outbreak of the Civil War that everyone knew the ambition of the Tiangong City Lord. It was only at this time that they discovered that the enemy had been planning for many years, and the entire Antarctic Continent was part of this person's plan.

"Is this his name, Emperor Burial of Heaven?"

Liang Yan looked at the purple-robed man in the distance, his eyes twitching slightly, and his expression became extremely serious.

Yes, that’s the smell!

When I was in the Black Mountain Territory, that suffocating sense of oppression came from this person. It was he who forcibly changed his sixth difficulty!

Outside the tomb of the Queen Mother of the West, she almost died and died.

Looking back now, Liang Yan still can't forget that feeling. It was a feeling of destiny being controlled by others!

"Why does Emperor Burial of Heaven appear here?"

Liang Yan woke up suddenly, his mind was racing, and he vaguely thought of something.

He looked at the familiar figure. The calm man in Confucian robes was currently standing on white clouds, suspended above the nine heavens.

"Could it be that all the arrangements of Luo Tianshan are not to annihilate the heroes of Nanxuan, but to lure him out?"

This thought made Liang Yan's heart tremble.

Before he could think about it, he heard the Heaven Burying Emperor chuckle and say: "Old friend Linghu, when was the last time we met? Let me think about it, it seems to be eight hundred years ago. You almost died that time.

, if Wen Lanfei hadn’t fought tooth and nail to save him, our game of chess would have ended long ago.”

"Wen Lanfei?"

Liang Yan was slightly startled when he heard this name.

Isn't this the Palace Master of Bihai Palace, the second saint of Wushuang City? The "Fish and Dragon Dance" he practiced was created by this person. Could it be that this old Palace Master did not disappear, but died in the burial

In the hands of the Emperor of Heaven!

When Liang Yan thought of this, he turned his eyes and saw that Linghu Bai's face was calm, neither happy nor sad, but there was a hint of sadness deep in his eyes.

"Yes, Wen Lanfei sacrificed his life to save me for eight hundred years. If it weren't for him, this game would have been lost long ago."

"Hahaha!"

The Burial Emperor suddenly burst into laughter: "Wen Lanfei is a man, but it's a pity that he doesn't know the destiny! It's the general trend for me to follow the path of heaven and become the ten ancestors! If you go against me, you are going against heaven. In the end, it's just a mirror, a mirror, a mirror, a mirror, a mirror, a moon in the water, it's all in vain

One game!"

"Is it the way of heaven?"

Linghu Bai murmured and also laughed: "The way of heaven is mysterious and elusive. In my opinion, the heart of heaven is not as good as the heart of the human heart. If the way of heaven were really irreversible, then there would not have been the 'Nine Saints Slaying Immortals', nor

There will not be the 180,000-year prosperity of Antarctica."

"Western Queen?"

There was a trace of sarcasm on the face of Emperor Burial's mouth, and he said with a smile: "It's just bones in the grave! Although she has some means, her mind is not firm enough, and she still has a trace of so-called 'compassion', so failure is an inevitable outcome. To be honest,

In my eyes, she is inferior to you!"

"Excuse me." Linghu Bai said calmly with a calm face.

"Why do you have to be so self-effacing?" Emperor Burial Heaven seemed to be interested, and he chuckled: "Actually, we are the same kind of people. From a certain perspective, you are no different from me. It's a pity that you have some unnecessary things in your heart.

The obsession makes you unable to transcend, so you are trapped in the chess game."

"Obsessed, maybe!"

Linghu Bai smiled inexplicably and said: "In life, there are always some ties of cause and effect, and you can't be truly free."

"It seems that you also know that today is the day to die!"

The Burial Emperor smiled, did not make any movements, and did not use any spells.

But there was a majestic aura that suppressed the entire "Daluo Cave", making everyone feel palpitated!

Among the millions of monks, only those at the Transformation Tribulation Realm can still stay awake. Those below the Transformation Tribulation Realm are all lying on the ground, their bodies trembling, and their consciousness is blank.

"The simplest layouts are often the most effective."

As the Burying Emperor spoke, he glanced at Liang Yan. The latter felt a huge mountain pressing down on his head, and he was sweating profusely. He actually had the idea of ​​surrendering.

Fortunately, his character was strong enough. Even though his face was pale and his breath was confused, he always stood upright and suppressed the fear in his heart.

Upon seeing this, the Buried Emperor didn't get angry, but instead showed a smile.

"Linghu Bai, this kid is what you value most, right? You don't care about the lives and deaths of countless people, but you will show up to save him! So today's situation is to invite you to the urn."

His words confirmed Liang Yan's previous conjecture.
To be continued...