Uchiha Madara pushes the heavens

Chapter 227 Slaughterhouse

Among them, there is a grass with the most amazing sight. It has eight leaves, and each leaf has complicated star patterns on it. These patterns exude hazy starlight, as if hanging stars one after another, extremely magnificent .

"This is definitely a holy medicine level."

This elixir is the most amazing, and Madara is convinced that it must be a holy medicine.

Not only that, he was also surprised to see that under the eight star leaves, there was still a small bud, which was just about to bud.

He was shocked, this grass can definitely change people's bones and change their lives against the sky.

Madara strode forward, intending to go straight to the top of the mountain, those magic tools belonging to Kunpeng and the holy medicine it planted.Ban is determined to win.

However, just after he took a few steps, a river of stars fell down and poured directly on his body.

"boom!"

At this moment, Madara only felt that there were hundreds of sacred mountains hitting him.

In just a split second, his chest felt tight, and strands of blood coughed out from the corner of his mouth.

The red laminated armor on his body was also cracked, crushed by the terrifying power contained in the galaxy.

Although he was very embarrassed, he endured this force without taking a step back.

Madara could see clearly that this galaxy came from the halberd that was broken into three pieces. It was extremely terrifying, and a normal spiritual body might be crushed into powder immediately.

"Kunpeng's weapon?"

Madara guessed so.

Because, besides Kunpeng's weapon, is there any artifact that can have such power and power, can release such terrifying secret power, and is surrounded by a group of treasures at the center.

"Even the weapon of a strong man like Kunpeng has been broken into three pieces. What kind of battle is that?"

Madara couldn't help being fascinated, wishing to cross the long river of time and join the fierce battle.

Afterwards, Ban took out the remaining Kunpeng bones and moved forward step by step.

These Kunpeng relics seemed to have been recognized by the great halberd, and Madara was no longer impacted by Xinghe.

He went straight all the way to the top of the altar.

In the distance, a large group of monks followed, and they saw the scene of Madara going up to the Milky Way and coughing up blood shaken by the Milky Way.

"There must be treasures on this mountain."

Seeing that Madara is so eager to go up, the treasure on this mountain must be extraordinary, maybe it is the Kunpeng treasure that everyone wants to get.

"Wealth and wealth are sought in danger, and we will also climb mountains."

A group of monks took risks, trying to resist the impact of the galaxy, and went retrograde. As a result, the galaxy fell from the sky and directly crushed these monks into pieces.

"You must have the relics of Kunpeng."

A monk saw some bones in Madara's hand, and analyzed like this.

The cultivator at the rear immediately took out the relic of Kunpeng and quickly climbed up.

After arriving at the top of the mountain, what came into view was a galaxy, which hung above the altar, and those terrifying weapons lay horizontally in it.

In the endless galaxy, one big star after another is turning, majestic, like a piece of cosmic starry sky descending, floating above the altar.

In the center of the altar, there is a black hole with the word "Huamo" engraved on the hole, and there is a sound of "wuwu", which is eerie and terrifying.

"The Demon Transformation Cave? Shouldn't it be the place where Kunpeng's treasured art is displayed?"

Madara was very puzzled. According to common sense, the deepest hall should be the place where Kunpeng's treasured art is displayed.

You know, even Kunpeng's weapons are displayed here.

As a result, in the center of the most important altar, there is only a black hole called "Huamo".

However, he immediately calmed down his fluctuating mood, without being affected by the image, and completely focused on the few holy medicines.

Previously, the thousands of elixir plants he had picked in the Primordial Dojo had all been used up on the road of detachment, and these few elixir plants could just fill the vacancy in his body.

Moreover, the effect of these few holy medicines is even greater than that of thousands of elixir, which is enough to restore a dying person to his original state.

If it is used on the road of detachment, it is enough to support the consumption of the road of detachment in the mysterious body.

Madara walked over without hesitation, and sure enough, the terrifying galaxy in his imagination fell down and hit Madara's body.

"Boom!"

At this moment, it seemed as if an infinite ancient mountain was hitting Madara's chest, causing him to cough up blood.

However, Madara blocked it after all, relying on this terrifying five times basic strength, he moved forward step by step, and finally came to the holy medicine.

Banner was slightly happy in his heart, picked a few plants of the holy medicine, and put them in his dantian.

"That's... the holy medicine! My God!"

"My God! How many holy medicines?"

A group of monks who caught up saw the scene of Madara picking the holy medicine, and all of them opened their mouths wide, showing incredible expressions.

Later, they saw that Madara's hair was disheveled, his armor was cracked, and the crystal skin on his body also had terrible cracks.

"He... seems to have been seriously injured and is about to die."

In the silence, someone shouted this sentence with ulterior motives.

Afterwards, everyone's eyes flickered, and their hearts could not be calm.

You know, that is a holy medicine, and it is difficult to find a few plants in all the heavens and ten thousand realms.

But here, there are a total of six plants, which is simply a shocking opportunity and treasure.

Moreover, that terrifying demon was seriously injured because of picking the holy medicine...

All the monks present were moved, and the thought of killing and seizing treasures was born in their minds.

Madara couldn't see what these people were thinking, but he just sneered.

These ants are nothing more than mediocre.

He was not afraid at all, and walked out directly against the impact of Xinghe.

With a smile on the corner of Madara's mouth, he looked at these monks who were about to move.

"On the side of the real dragon, how can you allow others to sleep soundly? It's not easy for you to come here after all the hard work. Why don't you just sleep here!"

The cold words pierced into the hearts of all monks like a sword of death.

"Don't you want to..."

All the monks were frightened and all started to back up.

Even if Madara is seriously injured, it is not something these ghosts and monsters can handle.

Madara sneered, and then a scythe gleaming with cold light appeared in his hand.

The cold and weird smile and the blood-drinking sickle make Madara look like a god of death.

"Hahahaha! Sleep here forever! Being able to die in the hands of me, Uchiha Madara, is an achievement you are proud of."

As soon as the words fell, a red afterimage flashed past, and after that, rows of large heads flew high, their faces were filled with endless horror, even confusion.

Countless headless necks stood on the altar, and blood rushed up into the sky like a fountain.

The strong smell of blood permeated the entire altar.

In less than half a cup of tea, there was no living creature standing here except Madara.

On the top of the altar, scarlet blood filled the air, and the red blood light was strange and magnificent.

There are countless heads and headless corpses on the ground, of all races, including elders of a clan, masters of a sect, arrogant and invincibles of a world, etc., like a slaughterhouse.

(End of this chapter)