Chapter 583: Alien Defense Breaks, Yan Luo Falls

The army of ghosts took action again.

They formed small battle formations and marched forward.

Although the movement was not fast, it had an extremely heavy and solid feeling.

Like a huge moving wall.

After a brief moment of surprise, the human martial saints quickly accepted this fact and continued to fight against the army of ghosts with the ancient treasures in their hands.

The aliens were completely stunned.

What does "food supplies sent by the firemen" mean?

What does it mean "livestock that were once kept in captivity in the Immortal Court have now been released"?

The most powerful martial saint of the Fengji tribe among the alien races turned visibly red and warm. His fat body, which was already somewhat human-like, suddenly stood up, and a roar like thunder came out of his mouth.

"How dare you! How dare you! You are just a ghost that has long been buried in the ground. How dare you insult the great and noble Fengji clan and call them livestock in captivity!"

The Martial Saint of the Fengji Clan was shaking with anger all over, and his originally pink and white skin gradually turned red. It was obvious that his qi and blood were circulating at an extremely fast speed due to his rage.

After taking Xiaobao's claw, the Sun-wandering God quickly moved away with a look of disdain on his face.

"Huh, plump muscles? It's just a plump pig, and you even gave yourselves an elegant name."

The Night Wanderer even sneered in disdain, with the sarcasm in his eyes not concealed at all.

"They are but mere livestock, despicable beings that feed mortals and spirit beasts, yet they dare to call themselves a superior race. How utterly arrogant! Those wimps in the Immortal Court could never have imagined that they would be in such a state today."

"When those hypocrites left, they said you had awakened to spiritual wisdom and that God was merciful. You shouldn't kill people, or else disaster would befall you."

"They pretend to be righteous, but in reality, they want to prevent you, who have been absorbing and exhaling spiritual energy for many years and have already gained some rudimentary strength, from attacking the weakened human race. Therefore, they send you, the livestock, to other planets where the spiritual veins have been exhausted, leaving you to fend for yourself in the desolate lands."

"Now it seems that spiritual energy has revived and cultivation has entered a golden age. It's those hypocrites who have gone too far."

"It's by stealing some of the superficial immortal martial arts from us that you have achieved the level of cultivation you have today."

"Oh, the human race today is so weak! They can even let a mere piece of food take advantage of them!"

"This is impossible! Absolutely not!"

A foreign martial saint with two horns on his head, looking like a wild bull, roared to the sky.

Spiral sharp blades were wrapped around a pair of horns, hot steam was spewing out of its nose, and its four hooves stepped heavily on the ground, rushing towards the Sun God like a rumbling train.

An expression of disgust appeared on Xiaobao's face.

It didn't even turn its head, but just slightly turned its body, and the Savage Bull Martial Saint rushed towards it like a collapsing mountain.

The Night Wanderer showed disdain.

With just a casual blow, he easily sent the Savage Bull Martial Saint flying, even breaking one of its extremely domineering horns. The entire bull lay on the ground, its life or death unknown, with dark red blood constantly spurting out of its mouth and nose.

"How can my people be food for humans?"

"The human race is so weak that when the spiritual energy revived, they didn't even have the inheritance of martial arts, and they knew nothing about other methods. How could this be! How could this be!"

"That demon must be deceiving us and trying to destroy our faith. We absolutely cannot be fooled!"

"It's fake, it's all fake, it must be fake!"

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"Kill it! Kill this rude thing!"

The soul is ignited and the blood is burning.

Nearly suicidal charges continued to appear as the alien martial saints looked crazy.

There is only one goal.

That is to completely kill the Sun God who "insulted" them.

However, the distance between the two sides was too far, and they were blocked by the marching ghost soldiers, so they could only be trapped in the vast ocean of ghost soldiers and ghosts, and fight with this elite force of the underworld.

With the successive explosions of martial saints from other races, the martial saints from the human race gradually found that the pressure on them was suddenly reduced.

The situation that was originally somewhat dangerous suddenly became very relaxed, and there was even enough energy to observe the battle situation.

"Livestock are livestock. Even if they secretly learn a few superficial aspects of immortal martial arts, they will still end up looking like a dog instead of a tiger."

The Night Wanderer mocked without hesitation, swung the long sword in his hand, and killed the Barbarian Bull Martial Saint who had charged forward earlier.

"Since you are able to gain power, it seems that the human race is truly useless. It would be better for you to hand over the world of the living to us for rule. We can also personally lead the elite army to completely wipe out those beasts who claim to be a superior race for you."

"You unfilial descendants, if you don't present the Blue Star ancestral land to us now, when will you?"

"When the time comes, when the Great Emperor ascends to the supreme throne, he will save you from the suffering of having your minds wiped out by the Soul Devouring Secret Technique and transformed into flesh-and-blood puppets. He will grant you the position of servant, standing by his side, sharing the glory of the underworld."

After hearing what the Sun-wandering God said, he saw that all the foreign martial saints who had brought great harm to the human race on the battlefield were now like crazy. They didn't care about their lives when fighting, and attacked frantically without defending at all.

Such a fierce attack actually slowed down the advance of the ghost soldiers and ghosts, making the battlefield gradually tense.

The many martial saints of the human race looked at each other in bewilderment.

At this time, they finally had the opportunity and time to think carefully about what Day and Night Wandering God had just said.

The information contained in it is a bit too shocking!

Intense shock appeared on their faces.

In ancient times, were alien races really livestock kept in captivity by the Immortal Court?

Used to feed spiritual beasts, mortals, and low-level monks who cannot fast?

It seems that Mr. Lu's analysis is correct.

It’s not that there are ferocious beasts hidden behind these alien races that have never appeared, but that there are no ferocious beasts themselves.

They are nothing more than poultry and livestock such as chickens, ducks, and cows raised by humans in ancient times as a source of meat.

Therefore, the emergence of spiritual food and spiritual chefs has, in a sense, helped the human race on Blue Star to regain the achievements of ancient times.

Feed on aliens to grow itself.

However, there is still one thing that is unclear.

If the aliens are of such origin, why do they carry deadly toxins that can specifically kill humans?

How did those cultivation systems and powerful people who appeared as early as the early days of the revival of spiritual energy, as well as those new technologies that often emerge, come about?

Gris knew about it, but he obviously didn't mean to tell them. Instead, he directly participated in the battle between Lu Wenwu and the three Yamas.

While Lu Wenwu was fighting fiercely with Yan Luo, he also got a general idea of ​​what happened.

It only took a few seconds to figure out the cause and effect.

Don't ask.

It was definitely done by the evil minions of the real devil.

It just so happened that Gris had arrived more than three hundred years earlier and had been planning for more than three hundred years.

I think all these actions should have been done by him alone.

For the human race in this world who have just embarked on the path of cultivation, the gap in technological accumulation is like an insurmountable chasm.

Trying to break the powerful poison that can severely injure even a god-like being who has barely scratched the surface of the law is an utterly impossible task.

At least the human race in this world can't do that.

But for people who came from the outside world, especially Lu Wenwu from the God Alliance and Gris from the True Demon Camp, this could almost be described as a piece of cake.

After all, in the outside world, there are many different cultivation systems, and all kinds of magical methods are emerging in an endless stream.

It is much more advanced than the martial arts here which are inherited from the ancient immortal ways but seem to be true but are not.

Reflected among both the human race and the alien race, this is indeed a dimensionality reduction attack, which is completely unheard of.

But now, neither Gris nor Lu Wenwu had the heart to explain to either side of the enemy.

When Gris joined the battle midway, this one-on-one-on-three fight had reached a fever pitch, and the tactics became more and more intense.

"Die!"

Lu Wenwu roared and stomped his right leg down hard, shattering the bricks and stones used for burning paper in the underworld beneath his feet.

The great magic of fleeting glimpses was performed, and the tall figure of half dragon, half man soared into the sky, resisting the spear shadows stabbed by the Wheel King. The merit in his fist flashed and golden light bloomed.

The scarlet soul fire in Gris's eye sockets ignited, and a scarlet skull totem appeared on the black crystal shield on his left arm.

A flash of black light refracted the bone-eroding arrow shot by King Qin Guang into King Yama's crown.

The slightly damaged ancient crown tassel exploded into green phosphorous fire in the air and actually exploded and shattered, making King Yama's hair disheveled and his face look like a ghost, which made people feel even more disgusted.

The power that Lu Wenwu unleashed in his rage was extremely powerful.

After entering the form of the demon dragon, the three Yamas, who had been severely injured and recuperating for a million years without any recovery, were already beginning to feel defeated.

With Gris joining in, the balance of the battle quickly tilted to one side.

The battle situation among the three Yamas of the Netherworld is precarious.

A million years ago, when they buried themselves in Fengdu Ghost City and waited for resurrection, they never imagined that they would still encounter such a powerful opponent after resurrection.

This is no less than the Hedao Immortal Venerable of the past!

He is the Immortal Lord He Dao when the heaven and earth were still sound!

Even if they just barely stepped over that combat power threshold, they were still not comparable to those whose combat power had dropped severely after the great changes in heaven and earth.

It is still easy to bully those Martial Saints who are not good enough in using the power of laws.

However, facing terrifying beings like Lu Wenwu and Gris who were raised from billions of lives, they were no match at all.

At this time, cold sweat had already seeped out of the foreheads of King Qin Guang and King Zhuanlun, and they were complaining in their hearts.

Such a powerful and unparalleled combat force should be a well-known existence even in ancient times, and should have a place in the fairy court, the underworld, and even the demon clan.

Why have I never heard of it before?

And there are two of them!

"Sir Skull and I died together, so why are you still aiding and abetting the evil and hindering our unification plan?"

King Yama's face was pale and stern, his black lips were slightly parted, and the moves in his hands were as fierce as ever.

"Although we are not from the same sect, we are better than the same sect. We are born from the same roots, so why are we so eager to fight each other?"

"Why don't you join my underworld lineage? When the world is completely submerged in the netherworld, you can choose any of the ten Yama Kings."

"If not, the Lord of Mount Tai can also do it!"

"Dream on! You're a bunch of old folks who can't keep up with the times."

Gris gave no face and spoke passionately on the microphone.

As the fire of the soul beat, a feeling of disdain arose proudly, and a sneer appeared on his face.

"The Blue Star Mount Tai in this world has already collapsed. I still have no use for being the Lord of Mount Tai!"

"Blue Star is based on the Kunlun ancestral vein of the immortal way, and has been granted land through the incense and fire divine way. Even if you can finally gain power, do you have the courage to dismantle the Kunlun ancestral vein?"

"Has Mount Tai collapsed?" King Yama frowned slightly. "When the Great Emperor fully recovers and returns, he can establish a new path. With the entire world at his disposal, why should you worry about not having a high enough position to sit on?"

"Get lost, you ignorant bunch of natives. What's the point of claiming to be king of the dead world? Do you think you're worthy enough to recruit me as your general?"

Gris responded directly, and the sword in his hand burst out.

"Emperor Dongyue, Lord of Mount Tai, the Ten Kings of Hell? Ha! You idiots, you really don't know what these titles mean. How dare you, with your lowly cultivation, claim these titles? Are you worthy of such lowly status?"

Gris's words are not without purpose.

In a world without supernatural powers, it doesn't matter how cool the name is.

In a world that truly possesses extraordinary powers, names are things that truly embody powerful forces and are entangled with enormous cause and effect.

If you inherit the name, you must inherit the cause and effect.

The Devil's True Name is the most classic.

To give some more interesting examples, if a real powerful being from the underworld promised that "those who chant my true name will achieve eternal life in reincarnation", then it will definitely come true.

However, everything has its pros and cons.

If one is not strong enough, but gives himself the name of a powerful god.

When karma backfires on you, the outcome is usually not good.

The powerful underworld, which was able to compete with the Immortal Court in ancient times, has fallen to the situation where there are only two or three small cats today. It is hard to say that there is no backlash of cause and effect at work.

After being rejected by Gris and insulted with vulgar words, King Yama's face suddenly became even gloomier.

Seeing that persuasion was ineffective, his moves became more fierce, causing the fire of civilization to burn more fiercely again.

The million-mile Styx River summoned by Yama and his companions caused a huge wave. The vengeful spirit that floated out of the Qin Guangwang Evil Mirror was crushed by Lu Wenwu with his bare hands, and the screams it made made countless red spider lilies turn pale in an instant.

Gris raised his shield to block, but the flawless black crystal shield was eroded by the Yellow Spring that had melted the power of the law, and suddenly shattered.

The black crystal fragments rolled back like a meteor shower, but at the moment of breaking, they rolled back and tore open the heavy black iron armor on the Wheel King who was trying to pick up a gun and rush forward.

Gris himself was hit on the shoulder by the seal in King Yama's hand, causing him to stagger.

"Chakravartin!"

Lu Wenwu's eyes widened, and the muscles in his arms suddenly burst out with blazing lightning.

When his ten fingers forcibly tore open the Xuanming barrier set up by the Yellow Spring Water, some cracks appeared on the evil mirror platform that reflected the sky.

He has come close to the Chakravartin!

The Niejingtai was damaged and could not be rescued for the time being.

King Yama's heart tightened, and he immediately gave up chasing Gris. He turned back in an instant and went to rescue the seriously injured King Chakravartin.

In an instant, lightning exploded.

The piercing roar almost completely enveloped the heaven and earth. Everyone present felt as if they were in a trance and deafened for a moment, and there was silence between heaven and earth.

Thunder moved across the charred and melted ground, and the shattered fragments of black crystal reflected the astonished face of King Yama.

For a moment, he only felt that the sky was bright.

Lu Wenwu's Great Sun Fist was like the rising sun, completely covering his vision.

The dark purple lightning from the sky fire thunder exploded and burned and surged in the opposite direction along King Yama's Soul Locking Chain. The boundless power erupted from the Great Sun Tyrant Fist and hit King Yama's head directly, which was filled with regret and remorse, and exploded along with the upper half of his body.

In the last moments of his life, King Yama had only one thought in his mind.

It turns out that this guy's only target was me from the beginning.

Then, he was buried again after just climbing out of the grave.

King Yama fell.

(End of this chapter)