Chapter 1014: Myriad Demon Locusts, Hanging by a Thread

Yuwen Heita watched the Tianhe pass through the sky and couldn't help but open his mouth wide!

Puliuru also sighed: "Good fellow, our Earth Immortal Realm's name is loud, but for so many years, we haven't even seen a Primordial Spirit True Immortal make a move, and a mission world of the Reincarnation Land has a great god like Yinglong make a move!"

Yuwen Heita also said worriedly: "The Reincarnation Land is so vast, and there are countless strong people at the Primordial Spirit level. If they invade the Earth Immortal Realm, how can we resist?"

Liu Yu felt the same way when he saw this.

The divine power manifested by that Yinglong was too terrifying, and any strike was difficult for a Yang Spirit True Person to resist.

And the cultivator who transformed into a mud giant also had extraordinary supernatural powers, actually forcibly blocking the manifested body of Yinglong.

Fan Xinuo shook her head: "There are countless hidden great powers in the Earth Immortal Realm. Just from what I know, when the major Daoist traditions of the Central Plains went to Gui Xu overseas, there were extraordinary people who made moves."

He Qilang's expression was calm: "The Earth Immortal Realm has an extraordinary foundation. My master and I once met a senior from the Central Plains who killed a Primordial Spirit with a Yin Spirit body, which was even more amazing than today. And it is said that that senior has already broken through the barrier of life and death, and his Dao practice today is only more amazing!"

Tongshen old Daoist had no idea that the things they were talking about had a lot to do with him.

Just looking at the Tianhe across the sky and the soil standing up to build a dam across the Tianhe, his heart was slightly agitated, and he shook his head and sighed: "If Zhou Tong had made a move later and seen this scene, he wouldn't have been so impulsive!"

"Three Gods fight Four Monsters. If this Yinglong is really just one of the four monsters, then there are three more as strong as it."

"Those three gods are probably three mortals who stood up with wisdom, courage, and awakening."

He suddenly thought: "Yinglong came here, its killing intent is not strong, but its actions are extremely firm. The Drought Demon sealed by the Xuanzhen Sect Leader is probably the legendary daughter of the Yellow Emperor, Drought God Nüba. Only she can make Yinglong so desperate to come!"

He looked back at the few people: "Fellow Daoists! We are all reincarnators, now it is probably an enemy rather than a friend, but I still want to ask—are you really prepared to go all the way to the dark on the side of the Three Gods?"

This sentence made Puliuru frown: "The Xuanzhen Sect Leader can seal Nüba? It seems that this plot character's identity is also extraordinary."

Yuwen Heita didn't answer directly, but said loudly: "This world can produce Dao seeds, so the foundation must be extraordinary. Three Gods fight Four Monsters, the outcome is unknown."

Tongshen old Daoist laughed: "If there were no reincarnators, naturally there would be a glimmer of life, but this time the Reincarnation Land released so many reincarnators to fish in troubled waters. In this way, the space for the Three Gods to maneuver is even smaller! Even if they have any plans, in the face of the 'variables' brought by the reincarnators, I'm afraid they will come to nothing!"

Although he said so, everyone in Yuwen Heita's heart felt heavy, feeling a kind of pressing pressure.

Especially Yuwen Heita, he had seen the ferocity of the Yellow River stone man among the four monsters with his own eyes.

Now the other two monsters, the Drought Demon and Yinglong, had revealed only a glimpse, and the birth of the Drought Demon alone brought millions of strange corpses. If it weren't for Feng Xianzi Bei's bowl of glutinous rice fried bacon, it would have been enough to cause them great trouble.

Feng Xianzi Bei's dark culinary dao is naturally full of weirdness and magic.

And the soil giant of that other expert is also a great supernatural power, with a very high concept and amazing mystery.

But whether it is the dark culinary dao full of magical changes or the soil giant of unity, compared to their enemies, they can only be considered 'struggling'!

The Drought Demon hasn't made a move yet, and Yinglong crushed the soil giant with a flick of its finger, which is evident.

Although the Three Gods showed great courage, wisdom, and determination, in the face of the absolute power of the Four Monsters, they can only be considered struggling!

Even in terms of quantity, they don't have the advantage.

Yuwen Heita didn't know how they could turn the tables. The only clue now should be the mysterious Xuanzhen Sect Leader. At least the eight talismans he bestowed, the one in Feng Xianzi Bei's hands, is extraordinary.

From Yuwen Heita's poor knowledge, it looks a bit like the legendary 'Heavenly Mansion Tianfu Tianfu Zhenfu'.

"Impossible!" Fan Xinuo said decisively when she heard Heita's guess: "That cannot be the Heavenly Mansion Tianfu Tianfu Zhenfu!"

This female cultivator from Mount Luojia looked at Yuwen Heita with a trace of contempt: "Although Brother Yuwen is a general's son from the Central Plains, his knowledge is inevitably limited, not as good as the many messages we overseas cultivators have heard."

"That Heavenly Mansion Tianfu Tianfu Zhenfu is said to be a talisman of the Primordial Spirit level, but it is actually rarer than spiritual treasures. One Heavenly Mansion Tianfu Tianfu Zhenfu is equivalent to a Primordial Spirit True Immortal."

"The highest talisman Dao in the Earth Immortal Realm is nothing more than the three Heavenly Masters of your Central Plains, but I haven't heard of any Heavenly Master drawing a Heavenly Mansion Tianfu Tianfu Zhenfu! Even if this thing is really circulated in the Earth Immortal Realm, it is probably a treasure of some ancient Daoist tradition, or a rare treasure left over from the Heavenly Realm. The Nine-Turn Golden Pill of Alchemy, the immortality medicine, the spiritual treasures and divine weapons of the refining Dao, the Heavenly Mansion Tianfu Tianfu Zhenfu of the talisman Dao, and the absolute arrays of the array Dao are all supreme achievements, not something that ordinary Primordial Spirit True Immortals can achieve."

"Most Primordial Spirit True Immortals, even if they rack their brains and sacrifice their cultivation, cannot achieve a Heavenly Mansion Tianfu Tianfu Zhenfu..."

"That Xuanzhen Sect Leader, in the mission of the Lord of Reincarnation, is only as famous as the Bai Lian, Daluo, Hongyang, Tianli, and other sects. How could he wave his hand and achieve eight Heavenly Mansion True Talismans? He would have to be a Daoist Lord to do that!"

"Sigh!" Tongshen old Daoist's eyes lit up, raised his index finger, pointed, and then put it down.

He was beating drums in his stomach: "Sigh! You are right. That is really a Daoist Lord. Is it a surprise?"

"Three Gods fight Four Monsters. These four monsters are so strong, but the Lord of Reincarnation only counts as a 20-morality consolation prize. I'm afraid it's because there is a Daoist Lord on your side who hasn't made a move yet!"

"That Daoist Lord was calculated by several other Daoist Lords who opened up heaven and earth, and was targeted by the Primordial Spirit Heavenly Demon of my Black Tai Sui Alliance."

"That's why someone summoned the Four Monsters to kill his descent body."

"Several Daoist Lords fighting, let alone your declining Earth Immortal Realm! Even in the Heavenly Realm, I'm afraid there haven't been many times. There are very few missions in the Reincarnation Land that are as dangerous as this one! You bumped into it, and you are lucky. And I offended the past body of a Daoist Lord early, trapped in this situation, became a big killer in others' hands, and have to face the Daoist Lord directly, which is really bad luck for eight lifetimes!"

Tongshen old Daoist constantly pinched and calculated with both hands, sighing: "Perhaps I shouldn't have joined this Black Tai Sui Alliance. Offending Black Tai Sui, this is too unlucky!"

"People! You still have to believe in fate, but you can't admit defeat!"

Not mentioning Tongshen old Daoist, all kinds of thoughts were turning.

Until seeing the soil giant falling in the northwest, someone cut open its body, let Dayu manifest, raised the Heaven-Opening Divine Axe and slashed at Yinglong, which shocked everyone again.

A great cultivator who stepped into the threshold of the Primordial Spirit True Immortal sacrificed himself.

A 'secret history' ritual involving the fundamental secrets of this world made the reincarnators unable to understand, but greatly shocked!

"This kind of calculation is exquisite, and it involves the fundamental laws of this world, prying into history, and walking out a Holy King comparable to Yinglong!"

Tongshen old Daoist muttered: "Speaking of which, this world doesn't even have a Primordial Spirit True Immortal, but relying on magic and spirit, it pries into the imprint left by the Daoist Lord here to fight! In the heavens and myriad worlds, there are not many who can be so crazy!"

"Two monsters are settled, next let's see if the last disaster god can win by weakness and block that Yellow River stone monster!"

The eyes of Yuwen Heita and Tongshen old Daoist turned to the Chaoguan Floating Bridge in the south.

The old Daoist Cui Bu'er stared at the old friend who was annihilated in the dragon breath and turned into a sky full of jade chips, took a deep breath, and silently closed his eyes.

For a long time, he opened his eyes again, and his eyes were firm again.

"Xuanzhen Sect Leader! We will not fail you, I hope you will not fail us, and realize the merit of saving the world you said!"

Cui Bu'er patted the dirty Daoist robe on his body, stood on the floating bridge, turned his head to face the flood that was gradually turbid and came from the Yellow River's diversion in the Nanyunhe.

Wu Ponu held the iron chain, firmly binding the iron lotus at the Sancha River estuary. The footprints under his feet were pulled closer by the Drought Demon suppressed in the lotus bit by bit. The sweat on his body fell on the ground drop by drop, and was evaporated in a blink of an eye.

At this time, he saw Cui Bu'er beside him stiffen.

His pupils reflected the black dark clouds, and his eyes were full of panic.

It seemed that something completely beyond his expectation was happening.

Similarly, Wu Ponu, who did not look back, only heard a dense, neat sound like iron scraping from the sky.

The sound was only a line at first, there or not, and then it gradually grew, like a storm, and finally set off a monstrous wave. The world was full of that rustling sound.

Following Cui Bu'er's line of sight, Wu Ponu saw that the dark clouds in the sky were wriggling.

When it got closer, he finally saw clearly that the sound of the wings of the black locust swarm was like thunder, and each insect abdomen was born with a distorted human face.

Dense and dense, hundreds of millions of locusts, as big as adults, with mouthparts flashing with black cold light, even gold, silver, copper, and iron could be torn apart!

With a flap of their wings, they flew dozens of zhang.

Where they passed, the world was in chaos, and everything disappeared in the insect swarm, the houses were like straw.

Even the mountain cliffs were easily torn apart by the locusts.

Even though Cui Bu'er had made all preparations to block the great monster, he didn't expect that the great monster was a group of locusts that covered the sky and the sun!

He wanted to pinch the formula and chant the spell, but he was stiff for a long time and couldn't think of any magic that could work on this terrifying scene?

On the Nanyunhe, when the locust swarm covering the sky and the sun hit the mast of the grain ship, wood chips flew like snowflakes.

These six-legged monsters opened and closed their front jaws as fast as a loom shuttle, and the hull of the century-old fir ship was covered with honeycomb-like holes in ten breaths. The broken wood slag sinking to the bottom of the river foamed white, like being polished by thousands of micro-files at the same time.

Wenchang Pavilion made a tooth-aching groan in the insect tide.

Locusts as tall as a person hooked onto the dougong with their barbed hind legs, and sparks of scarlet fire burst out where their mouthparts gnawed.

The entire Wenchang Pavilion collapsed from the fourth floor, and the flying eaves and tile roofs that had not yet fallen had been wrapped into a wriggling black cocoon by the insect swarm.

Wu Ponu was more decisive.

He shook his hand, took the iron chain off the iron lotus, and threw it into the sky. With his drink, the Xuanzhen Sect followers all threw the chains in their hands, building an iron net in mid-air.

Cui Bu'er looked back and saw that the iron lotus was slowly blooming unstoppably.

He looked at Wu Ponu, only to hear him shout: "Deal with this disaster first, then talk about other things!"

"If we can't block this locust swarm, the locusts will fall, and the millions of people in Zhigu, including you and me, will all become food for the locusts! There is no time to think too much!"

Cui Bu'er thought it was the same, so he threw out the net in his hand. Countless knots and countless threads intertwined in the sky, spreading out boundlessly, covering the entire sky.

The moment the locusts touched the net, their insect wings burned with ghostly blue karmic fire, and the stench of burning mixed with wisps of corpse qi.

The vanguard of the locusts, the black cloud that fell, was more than hundreds of thousands. The "Billion Kalpas Myriad Profound One Heart Fear Abuse Tianfu Tianfu Zhenfu" spread out like a net, and the dense threads and knots shrouded the entire sky.

Constantly, locusts were burned into torches by the karmic fire, and constantly, locusts were gnawing at the threads and knots that were entangled together.

?? I'm going home for the Lantern Festival today, so there might not be an update tomorrow, I'll be back the day after tomorrow, there will definitely be an update.

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