Uchiha Madara pushes the heavens

Chapter 232 Pushing the Ancient Realm Enemy Horizontally (End of Volume)

Two full years have passed since the Kunpeng Nest Secret Realm was opened.

Countless monks with backgrounds who can cross the endless sea flocked here, all eager to obtain the supreme and true treasure of this ancient supreme demon bird.

However, the reality is cruel. Countless great powers from the heavens, myriad worlds, and ancient worlds have fallen into the sand, losing troops and generals.

The most miserable force, the entire generation of spiritual bodies was wiped out, and the entire sect family had a spiritual vacuum, and even lost a group of silver-body elders.

In the end, they got nothing. The Kunpeng nest seemed to have been opened a long time ago. For them, the only thing that was more precious in it was the elixir that had grown for endless years in the dojo of the ancient supreme Kunpeng.

Moreover, the cultivators who picked the elixir found that the elixir on the wall of the nest seemed to have been harvested a long time ago, and the rest were all medicines that were not so amazing.

And who is the one who harvested first, all the monks know, it is Uchiha Madara who is known as the Demon King of Shura.

He has created countless shocking murders here, among which the most shocking to the world is that all [-] monks were buried by him on the top of the dry cliff.

What kind of tragedy is this?
Almost tens of thousands of great powers in the heavens and myriad worlds lost their favorites in this battle.

Behind those arrogances, one or two mighty golden statues can almost always be involved.

In other words, Uchiha Madara directly offended tens of thousands of golden body powers.

It is conceivable that he will be chased wherever he goes in the heavens and worlds in the future, and it is not an exaggeration to say that everyone shouts to kill him.

But does he care?
The answer is that he doesn't care, he originally wanted to create a bigger tragedy, but these monks of the same rank were too easy to kill, which made him feel very boring, even those young people with the title of invincible It's not even reached the limit.

The closest one was the unicorn of the Lin family, but in the end he was defeated by Madara's wooden avatar.

Now, Madara has reached the extreme of detachment, even the "one" that Dao should have escaped that day has been captured by him.

Among the same rank, who else can block his blow?
His strength in the realm of the spirit body has surpassed these worlds. Perhaps, only those invincible powerhouses who can appear in those few epochs can compete with Madara.

And those strong men are obviously not in the heavens and worlds, nor are they in the suppressed ancient world that cannot be sanctified. They are in the perfect world deep in the chaos, looking at their opponents through time and space.

For Madara, the real journey is not here, but the chaotic sea.

……

"Da da da!"

Banyuan returned the same way, and after initially comprehending the Kunpeng magic, he walked out of the magic cave, intending to leave from above the altar.

When he came out, he found a big hole above the altar, and there was an extremely terrifying and creepy aura coming out of it. A strange power seemed to come out through endless time, which made Madara feel like he was about to disintegrate.

"A curse?"

Madara frowned slightly, he had only seen this level of curse power in his life, and with his current power, he would die if he touched it.

However, most of the power of the curse seems to have disappeared, leaving only some leftovers.

But even so, Madara still experienced the feeling of death from it.

Even a golden body can't handle it, right?

Who came to the altar and took away the terrifying power of the curse?

If Madara hadn't used the taboo secret technique before, in this case, he could go back to the source and see the truth of the matter clearly.

But now, he can't use that power, and his pupil power hasn't recovered yet, so Madara can't figure out the ins and outs of this matter for the time being.

In desperation, this matter can only let it go.

He stopped clinging to this matter and went straight down.

Ban needs to find Qingpeng and discuss how to get out. You know, he is now the big devil who everyone punishes before he can quickly.

Beyond the endless sea, there are countless golden bodies waiting for him.

If you want to go out safely, you still have to rely on Qingpeng's strength.

……

The island where Kunpeng's nest is located is gradually sinking, and the dry cliff at the other end of the teleportation array is also sinking. The monks know that this blood-stained demon nest is about to end.

In this line of work, two years passed by in a hurry, and countless strong men were buried here and became part of the Demon Nest.

A lingering sense of sadness enveloped the hearts of all monks.

"It's finally over, this blood-stained demon nest! How much blood and bones have been buried?"

"Xiaoyi, she is still a teenager, and she still has a great youth waiting for her, but she died here, with no bones left..."

"Long song! I failed the patriarch's entrustment and didn't take good care of you!"

"Grandpa is gone, he was burned to ashes by that devil, in order to protect me... woo!"

"My fiancé, you were supposed to shine in this world and this life, but you ended up falling down here."

"Oh! Farewell, this sad place."

……

Countless monks left the dry cliff as if fleeing one after another, and sailed into the endless sea in an empty treasure ship.

This place is terrible, like a troll devouring life. When the monks stood on the bow and turned around to look into the distance, they felt that it was a demon abyss.

Madara walked all the way without meeting anyone at all, and all the monks left.

In the past two years, they have searched the place all over, and they have dug out everything that can be taken away.

He was alone, and his figure was slightly desolate.

It has been two years, and Madara is already 13 years old. Since he embarked on the journey of cultivation, he has grown very quickly. Up to now, he already looks like an adult.

The trace of childishness once contained on his face was completely gone.

The cold and desolate wind blew up bursts of ashes, and Madara's body shone with divine light, blocking the ashes from his body.

These ashes are black with ash, and there are definitely ashes from the remains of the [-] monks he killed before.

"This wind..."

Madara stopped in his tracks, his pupils returned to Sangouyu's Sharingan, and then quietly looked at the whistling strange wind.

After a long time, he came to a conclusion.

"Countless thoughts of resentment have condensed into resentment, lingering here.

Haha, it really looks like Senluo Hell, not bad! "

He smiled, not caring about those strange winds blowing towards him.

At this time, Madara can already see the surface of the endless sea in the distance. When the Kunpeng's nest first opened, the stone steps protruding from this place are no longer there, only this dry cliff still stands on the sea.

"boom!"

With a loud noise, the dry cliff shook violently, and then began to sink downward at an extremely fast speed.

Although the dry cliff is towering into the clouds, if it follows this speed, within a few hours, the dry cliff will completely submerge into the endless sea.

Madara came to the edge of the cliff and waited quietly. He knew that Qingpeng would definitely wait for him here.

(End of this chapter)