Chapter 1006 Source of Power

A few days later.

The masters of the Immortal Court arrived at the last moment and the ancient god was forced to retreat.

The Ancient Immortal Sect suffered heavy losses in this battle, and the number of disciples from the Skeleton Sect who came to comprehend the "Ancient Immortal Remains" was further reduced. The other disciples of the Ancient Immortal Sect who were implicated were countless, and the huge sect was almost wiped out by the ancient gods. The ancient immortal made a desperate move and officially defected to the camp of the Immortal Court, serving as the Northern Immortal Official, responsible for fighting against the ancient gods here.

"Brother, I decided to go to the Immortal Court with the Ancient Immortal."

Zhou Ying was in the cave, talking to Chen Luo about her plan.

She wanted Chen Luo to go with her. There was still half a year left. According to the current crazy momentum of the Ancient God, the Ancient Immortal Sect might not be able to hold on. It would be a wise choice to go to the Immortal Court and join a stronger force at this time.

"Be careful on your journey."

Chen Luo said with a smile.

He had many secrets, and it was inconvenient to tell Zhou Ying many things directly. But he still felt the other party's kindness, so before leaving, he gave Zhou Ying another amulet. This was a talisman he drew after breaking through the True Immortal Realm. Although it was not at the level of an immortal talisman, it was enough to resist several injuries.

The broken monument of the ancient immortal is very special. The rules here are similar to "borrowing from the ancient times". If you can survive, try not to die. Chen Luo still hasn't figured out the soul, and he is not sure whether his methods will affect the foundation of the person being rescued.

Half a day later.

The ancient immortal took five disciples on a flying boat and went to the heart of the immortal court. Although the ancient immortal gate also left people to guard it, without the suppression of a powerful person like the ancient immortal, it would be difficult to resist the attack of the ancient god in the future.

With the departure of the ancient immortal, the sect visibly withered. Except for some old, weak, sick and disabled people, all the remaining capable people fled to the area where the Immortal Court was located.

The contradiction between the ancient immortals and ancient gods is becoming more and more obvious.

"Boy, you didn't leave?"

At the entrance of the library, the elder who taught martial arts looked at Chen Luo with a wary look on his face.

He remembered this kid.

Every time she came over, her eyes always liked to look at his forehead, which made people feel cold and uneasy.

"I believe that the elders can defend the sect and repel the ancient gods."

Chen Luo looked away with regret. The Ancient Immortal Sect also had a guard elder. But this elder was obviously not as good as the one from the Skeleton Sect. He didn't even know that his head was touched secretly. If it was an enemy, his head would have been moved.

"I advise you not to believe it."

The elder who passed on his skills could not help but remind him. He stayed here to fight the ancient god because his deadline was approaching and there was no hope for his own breakthrough. If there was a way to survive, he would not stay here to die.

While the two were talking, the sky outside suddenly turned gloomy.

A huge shadow appeared outside the mountain gate, and the ancient god who was defeated by the ancient immortal appeared outside the sect again.

"Enemy attack!!"

The figure of the elder who passed on the skills flashed, and several flying swords flew up from behind him. The whole person turned into a stunning figure and rushed towards the giant outside the door. The momentum was the same as that of the ancient immortal before.

puff.

A blood mist exploded.

The ancient god's palm slapped across, and the action was like slapping a mosquito around him to death. What magical flying swords, mountain protection formations, in front of the restored ancient god, all were wiped out like ants.

"Elder Qiao is dead!!"

Voices of fear spread everywhere, and the disciples, who already had little confidence in the sect, fled in all directions.

The ancient god outside the mountain gate raised his right hand, and the seven balls of source fire on his chest lit up one by one. A power beyond everyone's comprehension appeared in the ancient god's body, and even his body appeared to have a brown distorted afterimage.

"This is the 'source power' of the ancient gods. It seems to be different from that of immortal cultivators."

Chen Luo looked at the ancient god outside the mountain, and his body quickly faded.

boom!!

With a clap of the palm, the entire mountain gate suddenly became quiet.

Whether it was the fleeing disciples or the mountain protection formation directly below, they were all shattered into powder. Under this blow, the Ancient Immortal Sect was completely reduced to dust.

"It's like some kind of force that fits the heaven and earth."

Chen Luo's figure appeared on the mountain not far from the Ancient Immortal Gate.

He didn't know how those who had comprehended the ancient immortal tablet survived this catastrophe, but judging from what he had seen, this kind of power that was equal to that of a true immortal was something that ordinary disciples, except for those old monsters of the Skeleton Sect, could not possibly contend with.

What Chen Luo didn't know was that under the influence of him and Zhou Ying, the projection of the Ancient God's Broken Monument had long since changed from before. In particular, his act of becoming an immortal had directly affected the Ancient God's Broken Monument, giving them a more direct connection with that ancient time.

"Why hasn't it been cut off yet?"

The giant ancient god retracted his palm, and a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes. According to the clues he had found before, he had cut off all the "spider silk" except the target. Theoretically, the chance physique should have been isolated. He only needed to use a little trick to cut off the other party's way back and completely intercept him here.

"One person was missed."

A bloody bird emerged from the chest and appeared on the giant's shoulder.

"who?"

"I don't know. The opponent's concealment skills are better than my tracking skills. He should be a monk who has practiced the art of concealment." The bloody bird was also very surprised.

"Then keep looking. There's still enough time."

The giant retracted his palm and turned to walk towards the direction of the ancient god clan. The establishment of the Immortal Court made him feel pressured. The clan was also in chaos recently. Since the fall of the Nine Source Ancient God, the entire ancient god clan was like a pile of loose sand. Several Eight Source Ancient Gods fought each other, and each wanted to become the new clan leader. Even the small branches under them were divided into several factions.

This chaotic dispute made Gu Li see no hope. The human race's immortal court was growing stronger, but their ancient god clan was in constant strife. Gu Li wanted to change this situation, and the chance constitution was the only chance he got after asking the great sage.

"For immortals, immortal weapons are their true heritage. Immortals with immortal weapons and immortals without immortal weapons are two different concepts."

The ancient immortal sat in the Immortal Palace, talking to Zhou Ying and other core disciples about the various paths of immortal cultivators. He had long since given up on the Ancient Immortal Sect, and had brought all the core resources of the sect to the Immortal Palace.

"How do I refine a fairy weapon?"

Zhou Ying couldn't help but ask.

She had never seen such a scene of a true immortal preaching in the Skeleton Sect. In the later generations, the immortals were high and mighty, and would not care about weaklings like them who had not yet become immortals. The Immortal Court had also long since changed. Without the ancient gods as enemies, the interior of the Immortal Court had long since become rotten.

"An Immortal Weapon is not just an artifact, it has its own spirituality. Ordinary weapon refiners cannot create an Immortal Weapon. Only Immortal Weapon Masters can refine it. This involves a profound power, 'Source Power'."

"Source power?"

“The flame burning in the ancient god’s chest is the source of power,” the ancient immortal reminded with a smile.

Zhou Ying was startled and came to her senses in an instant.

These people actually used the ancient gods as materials for refining weapons! No wonder the ancient gods and immortals are fighting to the death.

"Master, the sect has been destroyed."

A disciple ran in hurriedly from outside.

"I already know."

The ancient immortal replied calmly, then turned the subject back and continued to explain the key to becoming an immortal.

The sect is gone?

Zhou Ying subconsciously looked at the disciple, but the other party had already left the hall.

"I hope you are alright, otherwise I will be the only one left in this ancient monument."

The war between the Immortal Court and the Ancient Gods was still spreading, and this war affected the entire Immortal World. Even Zhou Ying, who was hiding under the wings of the Ancient Immortal, saw some clues.

It is worth mentioning that the day after Zhou Ying was worried, she saw Chen Luo in the Immortal Court.

The other party also joined the Immortal Court like her.

And his status is higher than hers.

"Brother, we will be out in three months. How are we going to deal with the elders of the Skeleton Sect then?"

Zhou Ying told Chen Luo everything she had heard from the ancient immortal.

Although the ancient immortal valued her very much, in Zhou Ying's eyes, the ancient immortal was not a living person after all. He was just an afterimage created by a scripture. Whether it was the immortal court outside or the ancient gods, they were all just inscriptions in the end.

Compared to the world of scriptures in front of her, she was more worried about the troubles she would encounter after she got out.

The Skeleton Sect is not a kind sect. Only the dead can practice in this sect. The living people like them belong to the lowest level in the Skeleton Sect. Many of the people who comprehended the broken tablet of the ancient god this time were true disciples of the Skeleton Sect. As a result, all of them were kicked out by the ancient god, and only the two living people were left. According to the habits of the Skeleton Sect, they will definitely not let them have an easy time.

Maybe the sect leaders are already discussing how to give them the "chance" to let them sleep in coffins and become the living dead. In the past, the immortal seedlings of the Skeleton Sect all transformed in this way.

"To comprehend the broken stele of the ancient immortal, one must rely on comprehension. The sect will understand us." Chen Luo couldn't help but smile as he comprehended the third immortal art that he had just cultivated in his external brain.

"But."

Zhou Ying was still worried. She felt that her senior brother thought too highly of the sect.

"Don't worry, it's okay."

Chen Luo stood up and prepared to go out and try out the magic that Qiu Xianren had realized. The good thing about the ancient immortal monument is that nothing you do here will attract the attention of the outside world because the time and space are different.

After leaving the Immortal Palace, Chen Luo avoided crowded places and came to an uninhabited island.

I let go of my breath and was about to try when I saw a bloody thing flying in the distance.

This drop of blood was like a raindrop, crossing the space and appearing in front of Chen Luo's eyes. Under Chen Luo's gaze, this drop of blood continued to distort and expand, and finally expanded into a bloody bird.

"Finally I found you, the last thread."

The bloody bird flapped its wings, with a hint of excitement on its face. Just now, it accurately captured the breath of the last fish that had escaped the net, and then used its innate magical power to fly over.

(End of this chapter)