Uchiha Madara pushes the heavens

Chapter 213 Conditions for Opening the True Nest

"That is?"

Madara felt somewhat familiar.

After a few breaths, he remembered that it should only exist in mythology, a piece of sacred tree named "Kunmu".

The bamboo raft in Qingpeng's hand seemed to be mixed with this legendary sacred tree, which made it able to float on the endless sea without sinking.

Qingpeng said that the bamboo raft was only mixed with a little bit of kun wood, and Madara didn't know how much that little bit was.

However, when he was riding the bamboo raft that day, the sacred tree in his body did not correspond to the bamboo raft, so it can be seen that the kunmu in the bamboo raft was probably pitifully small.

And in this golden portal, that piece of rotten wood is as thick as a bucket, with dragon patterns all over it, and there is a strong divine light shining on the wooden body, which is extremely astonishing.

This is definitely a treasure, and its value is inestimable.

Madara intends to take it away, but he knows that with his current strength, he has no chance to get it.

After pondering on the spot for a while, Madara turned around and left. Since he couldn't get it, he didn't have to stop there and stare at it, wasting his mind in vain.

Madara came to the entrance of a passage, sat cross-legged, and waited quietly.

He already knew that this Kunpeng true nest could not be opened by brute force, and that only the outer rune forbidden zone would kill any spiritual warrior, including himself.

At the end of this passage is the entrance of Kunpeng's true nest.

At this time, the entrance has been sealed by a mysterious substance, and there is silence and bleakness.

Madara once tried to bombard the sealed entrance, however, it was as hard as divine iron, and even with Madara's power beyond the spiritual state, it couldn't shake it at all.

He observed carefully with Sharingan, the mysterious substance sealed at the entrance was pregnant with mysterious runes, those runes were as black as ink for a while, and then showed bright golden color for a while, which was incomparably miraculous.

Moreover, they will also change, turning into lifelike divine birds for a while, flying up to ninety thousand miles, and then turning into black kun fishes with their giant tails moving, stirring up huge waves .

"Kunpeng Rune!"

Madara naturally knows what it is, isn't this the coveted Kunpeng rune?

"It seems that to open Kunpeng's true nest, you need some special things, for example, Kunpeng's remains."

There was a red light shining in the scarlet eyes, and the black hook jade with golden silk edge was slowly turning, as if there was a big world reincarnating.

"If that's the case, then..."

He whispered to himself, and seemed to have a way to deal with it.

……

Teleport to the other side of the formation.

The body of Madara's only remaining wooden clone suddenly shook.

"So that's the case, the remains of Kunpeng? These [-] ants have a far-reaching heritage, so they should be prepared."

However, he immediately thought of a question, why didn't the Pengniao clan give him something to open Kunpeng's true nest?Is it not or on purpose?
Judging from the investment of the Pengniao clan in him, they don't seem to be the ones trying to trick their teammates, so they probably don't have any, maybe they didn't think of this at all.

Compared with the background, the Pengniao clan can't compare with those famous and powerful clans in the heavens and worlds.

Now it seems that this group of people is really miserable, and they don't even know how to open the relics of their ancestors correctly.

Madara's wooden avatar shook his head, he suddenly stretched out a hand and grabbed the neck of the old man of the Canglan Sect.

"Uh... Madara~ Madara-sama, are you... wanting another obscene poem?"

The old man had just connected the severed hand, his face was extremely pale, and he looked like he had lost too much blood.

Madara grabbed it indifferently.

"Bring the remains of Kunpeng prepared by your Canglan Sect."

The old man of the Canglan Sect almost lost his breath when he was caught, he said struggling.

"Master Madara, I... all the treasures related to Kunpeng prepared by my sect are...all in the hands of the ten sons of my sect Canglan."

Madara's Sharingan turned slightly, and he could see that the old man was not lying.

Back then, after he killed the ten sons of the Canglan Sect and a large number of Canglan Sect powerhouses like stepping on ants, he didn't pick up what they left behind at all.

In other words, now, Madara's target must be placed on other top forces.

"I don't know how many Kunpeng relics are needed to open the entrance. Anyway, the more the better."

Madara's wooden avatar whispered to himself, he estimated the power he still had left, and he knew it.

Afterwards, he left behind the elders of the Canglan Sect, and rushed towards those remaining top powerful arrogances at top speed.

"What's going on? That devil is coming again!" A Tianjiao monk with the title of Invincible shouted in horror.

He barely escaped from the suppression of Mingshenmen just now, and he paid a great price.

In the end, within a few seconds, the killing god rushed over again. Judging from his appearance, it seemed that it was not as simple as capturing an old man just now.

The terrifying feeling of death crossed his heart, making his skin crawl.

"Wrong! Wrong! Spare me! Demon King Shura! Spare me!"

He dropped his invincible dignity and begged for mercy.

Madara's wooden avatar walked quickly, with a stern face, flying hair, and a murderous look all over his body.

All the monks were heartbroken, and no one dared to stand up to stop him.

In the extremely scarlet Sharingan, the black Gouyu turned rapidly.

"Buzz!"

A strange fluctuation spread in all directions.

A young invincible man in a spiritual state suddenly became dull-eyed, and then he walked towards Madara in a daze, and took out something from his arms.

It was a small fragment of bone, it looked dilapidated, and many places had been weathered, but overall, it was still crystal clear, and people could still see the extraordinaryness of its owner from its bones.

"The remnant bones of Kunpeng! I understand, his real body has arrived at Kunpeng's lair, and he urgently needs the remnant bones of Kunpeng to open the divine treasure."

"So that's it. I said why he turned around again."

"What should I do now? Should I give it to him? If I don't, I'm afraid I will die."

The monks hesitated. The remnant bones of the Kunpeng were treasures that could not be found in all the heavens and worlds. What they had in their hands was passed down from generation to generation. Now, do they really want to hand it over to others?
A monk was not willing to give up Kunpenggu like this, so he got up quickly and rushed towards the edge of the cliff, wanting to leave the place of right and wrong.

However, just as he ran several tens of feet, there was a movement under his feet.

"Ok?"

In his mind, just as a question mark appeared, something rushed out from under the ground.

"A ball? A wooden ball?"

The wooden ball rushed to his chest with lightning speed, and then exploded suddenly.

His pupils suddenly dilated in an instant.

"Chi... Chi... Chi!"

Countless sharp wooden thorns pierced his body and broke it into countless pieces of flesh and blood.

The cultivator who wanted to escape from Shura's clutches was accidentally killed by Madara's cutting technique and died on the spot.

　Nowadays!It's another day of getting stuck, and only when you are near death can you realize the true meaning of life. . . . . .

　　
　
(End of this chapter)