Perfect World: From the Middle Period of Chaos

Chapter 141 Nine Heavens Shock
The yellow sand was flying all over the sky, and the law poured down like a waterfall. The people standing on the city wall looked into the distance silently.

It has become a dilapidated place, with all kinds of overbearing laws colliding, and even the gods will be instantly turned into flying ash when they approach.

It seems that the catastrophe has not stopped, the hole in the sky has not recovered, and the big crack in the void has not recovered.

The old lord's eyes were dim, and he looked ahead, with his hands behind his back, and said softly: "It's rare for a leader to appear in nine days, but it's a pity, he has fallen."

He personally sent Song Hua there. Song Hua's breath of life has disappeared, and there is no falsehood.

Even that law continued to flood that place, and finally the yellow sand swept across and buried that place.

"Alright, die at the hands of heaven and earth, and be buried by heaven and earth himself." The old supreme sighed, bent his body, and slowly walked down the city wall.

As an old monster who has lived for millions of years, he has naturally seen the fall of countless Tianjiao, and he is also a strong man stationed here.

Someone asked him, who was that person who died?
After all, without his consent, no one can leave Da Chitian's frontier barren city gate.

"Song Hua." The old supreme said softly, and finally left.

But the crowd here was stunned, many of the younger generation of powerhouses were stunned, and even more people couldn't believe it.

If the old supreme hadn't said it was Song Hua, they would have thought who was going through the catastrophe to become the supreme. That terrible catastrophe was too suffocating.

"So, our patriarch has fallen." After a while, someone came back to his senses and said in a trembling tone.

200 years ago, when they were children, they had already heard the name of cancer, and the two battles two years ago shook the entire nine heavens and ten earths, killing countless creatures.

"It may be that he is unwilling to stop here, and forcefully raise his realm. After all, he has been stuck in the realm of gods for 400 years." Someone sighed.

During that time, in every corner of the nine heavens and ten places, people had seen Song Hua and Meng Tianzheng.

"How could it be, how could it have fallen like this." A girl murmured with a gloomy expression.

She has water-blue hair, blue pupils, and a delicate and lovely face. She is wearing a white floral dress and white shoes. She stands on the dark city wall and looks at the place submerged by the gorgeous law.

She is Lan Die, who was chosen by the people of the Holy Court and came to the Nine Heavens.

However, the living beings of Sanqian Daozhou have a bad status in Jiutian and are often bullied, so she voluntarily came to Dachitian to study.

She also met Song Hua at the beginning, but she didn't dare to see her, because the light of the two of them was too bright, and she was afraid that Song Hua would encounter unnecessary trouble because of her appearance.

Meng Tianzheng was walking in the clear sky, his face was rosy, and he didn't feel the weakness of having survived the catastrophe. He even felt that his whole body was full of strength, which was more than several times stronger than before.

He has black hair, is dressed in white clothes, and his chest gently rises and falls, walking in a giant city.

The Dao Seed has been cut off by him and part of the flesh is stored in the Iron Blood Longbow.

Sealing with special means, cheating the punishment of heaven, that is his Dao fruit.

If he is stubborn, he will definitely not be able to survive that kind of shocking catastrophe.

"That side knife is really terrifying. It's a deadly blow that can't be stopped." Meng Tianzheng thought of the scene of heaven's punishment yesterday, and now he was a little terrified.

It's too terrifying, a weapon that has been transformed into rules, almost shatters him with a random blow, not to mention pouring down like a long river, it's not bad if it doesn't shatter into bones.

"I don't know what happened to Lao Song, what happened to Ergou." Meng Tianzheng muttered to himself, looking at the flow of people with deep eyes, and walked forward firmly.

His path will not stop because of this, but he thought of another path, which is to wait for the divine fetus to be successfully cultivated, and finally merge with his body, and resume the broken path, he will surely succeed!

"Big news, big news, the leader of a generation, Song Hua, fell into a catastrophe yesterday!"

"Song Hua, known as the patriarch of the bandit, died in the wrath of the sky!"

At this time, there was a riot in the crowd, and there were bursts of exclamations, which made people freeze in place.

"Lao Song has fallen???" Meng Tianzheng stopped suddenly, his pupils constricted, and he felt a sudden pain in his heart.

His first reaction was, impossible!

Absolutely impossible!
I can't even die, let alone that guy.

"I don't believe it!" Meng Tianzheng growled, clenched his fists, how could it be possible, how could that guy die with so many means of saving his life.

His face became pale, his eyes were red, his lips were trembling slightly, his eyes became dull, and he recalled the scenes of acquaintances back then in his mind.

He decided to go to Da Chitian to see with his own eyes whether that guy was dead or not.

"This man, think about it, although the patriarch passed away, his spirit will always be passed down!" A young man in his twenties patted Meng Tianzheng on the shoulder and sighed.

In the crowd, more and more people began to discuss.

"A few days ago, Qingweitian and Dachitian erupted the most terrifying vision of sky wrath in history. If the old master hadn't said that it was Song Hua, I would have thought someone was going to become a fairy." Someone said with emotion.

"Come on, let's go to Da Chitian to see if it's true!" Some young people were wearing coarse linen clothes, which were not considered bright clothes.

These young people began to organize the crowd and headed to the Great Chitian on the giant teleportation array one by one.

Qingweitian is far away from Dachitian, and it will take a year and a half just to sit in the teleportation array.

But on the way, giant boats from the Longevity Family and major academies appeared, and those giant boats broke through the space and set off towards the Great Chitian.

Naturally, Meng Tianzheng also got involved, and followed a group of young Tianjiao on the huge boat to the Great Chitian, his heart was beating all the time.

He had a glimmer of hope in his heart. After all, Song Hua couldn't fall so easily after eating Huangquan fruit.

"In other words, some time ago, Qing Weitian also had a catastrophe comparable to Song Hua's fall, but Song Hua's was too terrifying." Some young people discussed.

Meng Tian was standing on the bulkhead of the giant boat, looking into the distance, the surrounding rivers of stars flowed by, the giant boat broke through the void from time to time, passing through layers of borders, he was silent.

"That may be Meng Tianzheng, I don't know if he is dead or not." Someone speculated.

"But what exactly did they do to cause such a terrible catastrophe?"

"Maybe it's because I'm not reconciled to not having the Supreme Ancient Seed, so I forcibly break through the realm and go out of my own way." A young supreme said.

There is not a single weak person here, the last ones are all in the realm of gods, and those who are of the same generation as Meng Tianzheng are all vain, or beheaded me.

"That will indeed be tolerated by the heaven and the earth, and there is nothing strange about the wrath of the sky." Someone sighed.

"They didn't join any forces. The Supreme Ancient Seeds from there must be there, but she also has to train her own disciples. No Supreme Ancient Seeds can be found."

Meng Tianzheng listened quietly, and did not join the discussion. Beside him, there were two cruel youths.

One was carrying a sword on his back, and the other was holding his chest with both hands, his blood was dormant, like a humanoid Tyrannosaurus rex.

Meng Tianzheng knew these two people.

Fairy Court - Wei Xiaojian.

Holy Court—Tan Tianming.

Their cultivation has also reached the level of Zhanwo, and they have cultivated for nearly 600 years to reach this level.

The news spread more and more widely, and all the creatures above the Nine Heavens knew about it. Except for some casual cultivators, not many people felt it.

Many people even applauded.

"Brother Daoist, I don't care that your blood is dormant. You are too powerful. Why haven't you seen you?" Tan Tianming looked at Meng Tianzheng with some doubts.

He could clearly sense that although Meng Tianzheng had the realm of the Void Dao, his restrained blood made him feel a little dangerous.

You know, he is the core disciple of the Holy Academy.

It's not easy for a person with a lower realm than him to be able to create a sense of danger.

Meng Tianzheng didn't expect that this person's sense of spirit was so keen, but he was relieved after thinking about it, after all, it is not easy to be known as the most powerful person in the Holy Academy.

"Just born." He said in a cold tone.

He doesn't like these powerful people too much, after all, he was hunted down so many times back then.

He swears that when he escapes to the next level, he must patronize the ancestors of the longevity family.

(End of this chapter)