Covering the sky: Starting from the Golden Crow of the Holy Cliff

Chapter 100: The day the formation was broken, the whole world was destroyed

Rabbits run and falcons fly, the stars shine brightly, and the fragments of time pass silently across half of the spring day.

In the face of the long history of the Ziwei Star Domain, four weeks was an extremely short period of time, but a lot of things happened.

In Beijuluzhou, deep in an ancient mountain range, the sun was rising. A Taoist with an ordinary appearance was walking in the ancient city. Some words sounded in his ears, which made his expression change slightly. At this moment, he had not yet received the inheritance of Bajing Palace.

"The Taiyin Divine Cult has been flourishing for tens of thousands of years. I didn't expect it to be destroyed so suddenly this time, and even the old site was razed to the ground."

"This is an immortal heritage, and it's gone just like that. I heard that there were external forces involved in their destruction."

Yin Tiande frowned. He had just come out of retreat and was stunned to hear this news here. He subconsciously didn't believe it.

The Taiyin inheritance was actually destroyed. Let me ask, who in today's Ziwei can quickly attack and destroy a major divine religion and cause it to collapse.

"Is what you said true?" Yin Tiande stepped forward and asked. He and Duanmu Ming, the son of Taiyin God, were sworn brothers and both were leaders of the younger generation.

"Of course it's true. Some people went to the Taiyin Territory to see it with their own eyes, but nothing was left. Some people said they felt the power of an ancient saint..."

"The ancient sages!" Yin Tiande's pupils constricted, and he found it difficult to remain calm.

At this time, many monks gathered, and someone recognized Yin Tiande, which immediately caused a stir. Some young people came forward to pay homage and showed great respect to Yin Tiande, the pioneer.

But there are also people who look at it coldly and are indifferent.

The current situation is unclear. First, the Taiyin Divine Sect was mysteriously destroyed. A week later, a war broke out in the ancient Mingling Ridge. The ancient formation of the Changsheng Taoist Temple was broken into, and blood was spilled into the sky, involving great terror.

When Cang Yun was in turmoil, the so-called young geniuses were involved, and there were many hidden dangers. Maybe one day a big hand would reach out and turn everything into ashes.

Considering the hatred towards the Taiyin Cult behind the scenes, it's not impossible...

On the other side, in the ancient domain of Taiyin, milky white fire mist was shrouded. It was a terrifying relic where the divine power of the past still remained. It was eerie and chilling, and filled with murderous aura.

In this desolate place, more than a dozen women, as beautiful as fairies, stepped into the air, their white clothes fluttering, and stood out from the world in the dead silence.

Among them was a peerless goddess, like the queen of all flowers. The moment she appeared, she was filled with endless spiritual energy. The other women were already beautiful, but they pale in comparison to her and become the stars guarding Zi Chen.

"Nothing exists anymore, even the ancient array patterns are destroyed..." An elder of Guanghanque sighed. It was really shocking that such a huge cult had become a thing of the past.

No one even knows the reason, so everyone is in danger, fearing that the disaster of the sect being destroyed will fall on them.

“I heard that an ancient saint from outside the domain came and was unhappy with Duanmu seizing the inheritance of the Human Emperor, so he wiped out the sect.” The goddess in the middle was shrouded in purple mist, with a slender figure, black hair as shiny as silk, and a bright red mole between her eyebrows. When she spoke at this moment, it was like the wonderful sound of a silver bell, enough to captivate everyone.

This is none other than Yi Qingwu, the most beautiful woman in the Ziwei Star Region, also known as the Moon Palace Fairy.

She landed slowly and searched carefully, and she actually found some embers.

Yi Qingwu picked up a pool of calamity soil and felt it carefully. Suddenly, her body trembled, and a milky white flame appeared in her hand, rushing into her immortal platform quickly, making people's faces change suddenly.

"boom!"

A series of images appeared, with millions of clusters of flames surging into the sky, condensing into a blood-red skeletal hand, flying from afar and diving straight into the center of the divine realm. There was no powerful divine power emanating from it, only a terrifying murderous intent.

The result was that the ancestral land of the immortal heritage was wiped out, and all the foundation of the Duanmu clan was destroyed!
Such a shocking blow was one of the major reasons for the demise of the Taiyin Divine Sect. The strongest fighting force appeared, and a shocking blow was delivered, suppressing all directions.

"This... this is..." Yi Qingwu immediately knelt on one knee, her beautiful face filled with fear. Feeling the terrifying power of the immortal, she almost collapsed to the ground and said in a lost voice, "The legendary supreme imperial power is truly a creature from outside the domain."

In an instant, everyone present turned pale. The elders of Guanghanque were shocked and suddenly understood many things.

Are the imperial clans from the depths of the starry sky descending? Could the recent unusual fluctuations in the Human King Palace and the Changsheng Temple also be the work of those people?

The waves surged, the sky changed, the outside world was in turmoil, and ancient saints from outside the domain came with the imperial weapons of the Supreme Dao, spreading to various ancient sects at a crazy speed, setting off an endless storm in the four continents.

The source of everything was currently standing deep in the Ancient Dark Ridge, with the Immortal-Slaying Gourd hanging over his head, confronting the ancient killing formation and continuously bombarding the azure runes.

If you want to take control of Ziwei, you must first establish your authority. The Duanmu clan alone is not enough to demonstrate your majesty!

Since his arrival, after accepting the girl with the blood of the sun, Yan Ming immediately sent an envoy to the Palace of the Human King, using courtesy first and then force, in order to see the ancient divine scripture containing half of the secret of the word "human".

His injuries have not yet healed, and the importance of the secret of the word "zhe" is self-evident.

Faced with the envoy Zhan Daowei, another ancient saint came with the imperial weapon of Ji Dao. After discussion, the high-level officials of the Palace of the Human King decided to make friends with him and took out half a page of Phoenix Blood Red Gold.

However, this smooth journey ended at Mingling. Unlike the decision made by the Human King Palace, the leaders of Changsheng Temple, after a fierce debate, chose to refuse. Faced with the threat of the Crow Taoist, the former took an extremely tough stance and took the action of closing the mountain.

This sect had a Quasi-Emperor from ancient times, so it has its own support. (Chapter 1543 of The Great Ruler, Changsheng Temple has the Quasi-Emperor array pattern)

"So what if you have a complete quasi-emperor formation diagram, with stars strung together as a formation and earth veins as lines. I want to see how long you can last." Yan Ming's eyes were cold, and the golden eye rune of Daojie appeared in his right eye, like golden phoenix feathers, dazzling and breathtaking.

The old Palace Master of the Human King Palace who was serving nearby was horrified when he saw the imprint of the Source Technique. The huge Ancient Taoist Temple of Longevity was actually sealed.

Using four imperial artifacts to preside over the Yuantian Killing Formation and arouse the dragon energy under the ground veins of Ziwei Star is a huge project. Even with the help of two ancient saints from the Original Lake, Yan Ming spent ten days and ten nights on this formation, devoting all his mind and energy to it.

Until now, he has been constantly setting up formations. The Source Heavenly Divine Network is connected to the outside world. The area around the Ancient Nether Ridge is densely packed with runes. The entire mountain has become a forbidden land, sealing everything.

An Miaoyi stepped forward and handed over a pot of Sun God Water. Yan Ming took it and took a sip.

"Trying to stop a chariot with a mantis arm is overestimating one's own strength. Once the Yuantian Star Fighting Array is completely encircled, the Changsheng Temple is doomed to be destroyed." There was a bright golden fire on the head of the Crow Taoist, and his main strength was to destroy a major inheritance.

In recent days, he has traveled all over the four continents and has a deep understanding of the situation in Ziwei. He knows that Changsheng Temple had a glorious past tens of thousands of years ago and is very strong.

But what is there for Shengya to fear? Even the real quasi-emperor was beheaded and the message was passed to Bian Beidou, let alone a dead quasi-emperor. Does he think he can defy the will of heaven with just a formation diagram?

lie!

"This is just the beginning. If it weren't for the limited foundation, I wouldn't be able to move lightly. This formation can be broken with a snap of a finger." Yan Ming's eyes opened and closed, and his fingertips engraved more complex runes, all of which were branded in the void, and many were even engraved directly into the starry sky.

In the process, he took out many magical materials, including the bones of saints, the silver essence of Daluo, the nine-day divine jade, the galaxy divine sand... They were all treasures, the harvest from the Purple Mountain Pure Land and the ancient world of the Immortal Mansion, and all of them were used here.

Even a portion of the quasi-emperor-level purple gold that was used as compensation from the original lake was used as material for setting up the formation.

In the end, Yan Ming took out a head with wet blood, and with his chilling pressure, he completely intimidated everyone in the Human King Palace. The old man in the lead was horrified and almost knelt down in front of the quasi-emperor's head. He felt that his previous choice was extremely correct, otherwise the disaster of destroying the sect would be imminent.

As the quasi-emperor's head entered the formation, the Yuantian formation was completely activated. The Heaven-Swallowing Pot, the Immortal-Slaying Gourd, the Hengyu Furnace, and the Chaos Lotus all soared into the sky, and the vast imperial power poured down like a sea of ​​smoke.

At this time, the higher-ups of Changsheng Taoist Temple also felt the overwhelming pressure and were all shocked.

On the city wall, layers of ripples and light curtains guarded the entire ancient city. Dozens of powerful people gathered with ancient heritage, their faces were pale and they were trembling with fear. Even the ancient formation diagrams could not block the fear in their hearts.

"Oh my god! Four supreme imperial weapons! What kind of power have we offended?"

"That head carries a quasi-imperial aura... What should we do?"

The audience of Changsheng suddenly became noisy. More than ten powerful people felt cold all over, feeling that a disaster was about to happen. Even their foundation could not be suppressed, because they were also shocked. It was too late to regret. They had offended a giant that they could not afford to offend.

"It was all misunderstanding before. We are willing to put it aside and study the ancient scriptures together." said the old man with a decayed aura.

In the ancient times of this sect, there emerged an unparalleled quasi-emperor who obtained a lot of divine fluid. There were many ancient saints in the ancestral temple, and they were invited out when facing Yan Ming before.

"It's too late. I gave you a chance, but you didn't know how to cherish it. You thought the majesty of the restricted area could be offended!" Taoist Crow said coldly.

He presided over the diplomatic mission and was treated with courtesy in the Palace of the Human King. After inviting out a wisp of Yan Ming's incarnation, he successfully completed the mission and obtained the immortal scripture made of phoenix blood and red gold.

But something went wrong in Changsheng Temple, involving scriptures that had been passed down for tens of thousands of years. The temple's top leaders were determined, and even Yan Ming's appearance with the black gourd was useless, and a war broke out, which lasted until today.

The Yuantian Star Formation has been deployed, and all the imperial soldiers from Shengya have been mobilized. Do you want to reveal it with just one sentence?
There is no such simple thing in the world!

"Fellow Daoist, why do you have to do this? We respect the imperial family and are willing to hand over the ancient techniques left by the gods." The old man said, completely giving up the idea of ​​obtaining the ancient techniques of the gods.

"On the day when the formation is broken, all the people will be annihilated!" Yan Ming's black hair was loose, like a giant who had come from across the ages, with chains of stars wrapped around his body, and his aura was like the sea.

He looked down at the people in the ancient city. Some of them he had seen before when the incarnation stepped into it, while others looked very unfamiliar.

Among these people, some were extremely tough at first, and even said things like "at worst you can just hand over your secrets", refusing to hand over the divine scriptures. Even when facing the Jidao Emperor's soldiers, their attitude was only slightly softer, and their essence remained unchanged. But now they are all scared.

Since ancient times, the rise of major forces has always been bloody!
"Ziwei's expedition will start from this place. When the formation is broken, all the religions will be informed." Yan Ming said coldly.

The first battle is the decisive battle, and the outcome will be decided in one battle!

From the beginning of the pacification of Ziwei to the Northern Continent, this ancient star field does not need a second voice!

(End of this chapter)