I can travel a million miles

Chapter 241 Gathering
"This seat is the true king of the human race. If you are not able to turn the sky over, you will die."

Master Mingyu finally spoke indifferently.

In any case, as a true king of the human race, it is impossible for him to bow down to any Shura race, just like in ancient times, when the human race competed with hundreds of races and was defeated by the human race, none of the true kings of other races who were defeated by the human race was willing to submit.

Every person who can cultivate into a true king has a firm belief and a will like iron. Without a firm heart and fearless belief, it is impossible to survive the thunder disaster and cultivate into a Nascent Soul.

"what a pity."

Mourning Nai shook his head slowly, and then took a step forward, the terrifying aura spread from his body in an instant, the domain belonging to the true king covered the world, controlling the power of the vast world.

Of course, he knows that a majestic true monarch cannot simply submit, especially in this low-level world. Those who can cultivate into a true monarch in this world are all outstanding. In terms of belief and will, they even surpass the true monarchs of large worlds. Since it is impossible to make him submit with a few words, the reason for saying this is only to attack Zhenjun Mingyu's will.

hum!
But seeing Mourning Nai raised his right hand and waved his palm towards the Dao formation in Mingyu Holy Land. As a blood-colored long blade, it fell into the sky, and wherever it went, the void was constantly oscillating, showing ripples.

At the same time, the cold-faced Killer also shot at the same time, directly pointing down from the air, and thousands of blood lights were like billions of stars, shining through the starry sky thousands of miles away, sweeping towards Mingyu Holy Land.

Two Asura True Monarchs attack at the same time!

At the same time, the [-] Asura killing formation also turned their blood spears, fell down, and launched an attack again!

With the holy land formation presided over by Zhenjun Mingyu, its strength is naturally far from what it was before. It can almost perfectly control the vast land veins and vast real power of thousands of miles of heaven and earth, but at this time, it is facing two Shuras who are fully attacking Clan Zhenjun and the one hundred thousand Asura Dao Formation, the pressure is also far from what it was before!
boom! ! !
Three attacks swept across the sky and hit the Holy Land Dao Formation, erupting with an earth-shattering roar.

Even though True Monarch Mingyu stood above the Holy Land and ruled the Dao Formation, he was under terrifying pressure for an instant, and the entire Holy Land Dao Formation suddenly sank inward, even reaching the peak of the main peak.

click!
The main peak of Mingyu Holy Land, the upper half of the mountain collapsed and shattered all of a sudden.

True Monarch Mingyu was also full of radiance, and waved his sleeves, shaking away the radiance, and finally maintained the operation of the Dao Formation, resisting all three attacks that could tear the world apart.

But before the many disciples in Mingyu Holy Land showed any joy, they saw Zhenjun Mingyu's body shaking, the light on his body immediately began to flicker, and a stream of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

"..."

True Monarch Mingyu sighed in his heart.

If he is in his prime, relying on the holy land formation that he has set up for tens of thousands of years since he became enlightened, even if he is facing a hundred thousand Asura killing formation and two true kings, he is sure to resist it for ten or eight years.

But now that his condition has only recovered a little, such an attack cannot be resisted for too long.

And the most important thing is not here, judging by the time, those fellow daoists should all know the situation here, and it should be here soon, but even if they gather support, this battle is still difficult to win material.

"After suffering such an injury, you can still resist it. You, the true king of this small world, do have something extraordinary."

Zhenjun Killing stared at Zhenjun Mingyu and spoke lightly, but he didn't stop, and immediately shot again, and Zhenjun Mourning Nai next to him also shot with a smile, and two bloody palm prints poured down the sky again.

The blood-colored palm prints collided with the large formation protecting the mountain. Together with the blood spears of the Hundred Thousand Asura Killing Formation, the light curtain of the Dao Formation trembled violently again, almost shattering.

The monks all over the mountains and plains were all trembling.

Second hit...

The third hit...

The two True Monarchs of the Shura Clan continued to strike, and within a short period of time, they fired ten blows, and finally the land of thousands of miles was shattered and broken, and countless cracks appeared in the Dao Formation of Mingyu Holy Land.

True Monarch Mingyu's complexion was even paler, and the dao light on his body became much dimmer. It seemed that one more blow would no longer be able to maintain the holy land dao formation, and it would collapse completely.

No. 11 hits!
Zhenjun Killing and Zhenjun Mourning Nai made another move to completely smash this thousand-mile mountain and river into pieces.

But at this time, from the direction of the north, pieces of hazy light swept across in an instant, like a fairy mist, brushing the magical powers of the two people, dimming the light of the magical powers by three points.

Immediately after, was a beam of purple light soaring into the sky, coming from the east, falling towards the falling blood spears of the Hundred Thousand Shura formation, colliding with them, directly shattering the blood spears piece by piece.

Swish!
Another ray of green light came from the west, like a lotus leaf, facing the ghostly light magical power shot by True Monarch Killing, rolled up the beam of ghostly light, circled in the air, and turned it into nothingness.

Finally, a sword light came in the blink of an eye, without knowing where it came from, it met the bloody palm print swung down by Zhenjun Mourning Nai, cut the palm print into pieces, and continued to attack and kill Zhenjun Mourning Nai.

However, the sword light also dimmed a lot after breaking through the scarlet palm print.

Mourning Nai looked calm, just waved his hand casually, a beam of blood rolled out, and wiped out the sword light in front of him.

"Here it is."

He casually looked into the distance.

On the horizon in the distance, four figures appeared in the clouds at various times, and they all exuded different auras of the real monarch, tearing apart the power of heaven and earth in this piece of heaven and earth, and taking away part of the power of heaven and earth. force.

And behind the four figures, there are tens of hundreds of figures coming from afar, all exuding the aura fluctuations of Jindan Daoist, attracting the power of heaven and earth to sway in waves.

It is the monks of the Four Great Sacred Lands, and the True King of the other Four Great Sacred Lands!
Swish.

With only a slight flash, the four figures came directly to the top of Mingyu Holy Land, and were immediately accepted by the light curtain of Mingyu Holy Land, and entered into Mingyu Holy Land.

"It's a little late."

One of the octogenarians spoke to Zhenjun Mingyu.

Zhenjun Mingyu shook his head, and said: "It won't be too late, Mingyu is already grateful for the four of you coming to help."

On the other side, a woman in a green shirt among the four smiled lightly and said: "If you don't come, you will end up being defeated by everyone. It's better to fight for another round. The outcome is still unknown."

Swish!Swish! !

In the distance, hundreds of Jindan real people from various holy places also quickly merged into the formation light curtain of Mingyu Holy Land, and fell into Mingyu Holy Land.

During the whole process, the two Asura True Monarchs Killing and Mourning Nai didn't take any action to stop them, they just looked at everything casually.

It was also the time when many real people from the five holy places all gathered together, and the five real people, including Zhenjun Mingyu, all ascended to the sky, looking at them from afar.

far away.

On the blood-colored high platform, sitting on the golden throne, Blood Luo Zhenjun, who was wearing a blood robe, finally stood up slowly and opened his eyes at the same time.

In an instant, in his eyes, the blood light reflected the heaven and the earth, and the terrifying aura that far surpassed the two of Lu Jie and Mourning Nai spread, causing ripples in the void, and the sky and the earth were dimmed.

There are hundreds of brilliance circulating on his body.

He stepped out and came to the sky above Mingyu Holy Land. His blood-colored eyes looked into the interior of Mingyu Holy Land through the formation, and his eyes made all the monks feel trembling and terrified.

"Wait, it's time to hit the road."

He is the Great True Monarch who unites a hundred ways, and the five True Monarchs of the human race are far below his level. Even if the five are in their heyday, he is not afraid, and they may not be able to defeat him together, let alone the current situation. Everyone has their own wounds.

The most threatening people in the human race have long been killed by the projection of the ancestors. Even if the human race in front of them is gathered in one place, they are just dying. The only thing that may need to be on guard is some hidden world There are, but there are not many such characters.

Even if there is an unexpected situation that cannot be handled, at worst, call the Tianzu projection again!
(End of this chapter)