Chapter 880: Battle of True Immortals

Chapter 880 - Battle of True Immortals

The Scarlet-Blooded Ancestor was originally a giant in the demonic way. He did things tyrannically and had no taboos. But now he gives in so easily, which is really elusive.

"Could it be that this True Lord Shenxiao is so terrifying that even the Scarlet Blood Ancestor, who has always been domineering and domineering, is extremely afraid and does not want to offend him?"

There are many strong people who have guessed in their hearts, but they are just guesses in their hearts and dare not say it out. After all, a true immortal is an existence that they cannot offend.

Even Taoist Blood Spirit turned his eyes, wondering if his master brother was afraid. But he didn't dare to say it, let alone ask, because he was afraid of being beaten to death by his master brother.

"Thank you so much, fellow Taoist. I've thanked you again," Pei Xuanjing said.

Bai Qicang on the side also bowed and thanked without Pei Xuanjing's gesture: "Thank you for your guidance today, ancestor."

He knew that in this current situation, his life was safe.

It has to be said that Pei Xuanjing was previously praised as the number one near immortal. Although he was humble, he inevitably felt a little proud in his heart, feeling that he was qualified to fight a true immortal.

But today's fight, although he had peeked into the realm of immortality, also made him understand the terror of true immortals.

He knew that even if he could briefly exert his immortal fighting power, it would be impossible to defeat a true immortal. Therefore, the pride rising in Bai Qicang's heart suddenly disappeared without a trace.

"Since the ancestor has given you face to the true king, I don't know if the true king has given the ancestor a face." The red-blooded ancestor put away the sea of ​​​​blood in the sky, transformed into a middle-aged man in blood-colored robes, and said loudly .

After hearing his words, many people's expressions changed slightly, thinking that it turned out that the red-blooded ancestor was so concerned and wanted to make a deal.

"Oh?" Pei Xuanjing looked at the Scarlet-Blooded Ancestor and asked, "I wonder what the Ancestor wants?"

When asking this question, Pei Xuanjing had already made a guess.

Sure enough, just as Pei Xuanjing guessed, the Scarlet-Blooded Ancestor said: "Today, the Ancestor came to this spiritual realm cave, and the fight with Bai Qicang was just a spur of the moment. If the true king will take this The cave in the spiritual realm is given to the ancestor."

True immortals have become immortal. For them, there is not much demand for the spiritual realm cave. But if it is an ordinary cave, they don't care, but the spiritual realm cave in front of them is different.

Is this left by the co-owner of the ancient human race, or is it the prototype of the legendary heaven, so it will naturally attract the attention of the true immortal. He wants to explore many of its secrets and see if there is anything left by the co-master of the ancient human race.

Although this spiritual cave has been refined by Zhu Houcong and he is the master of this spiritual cave, the Scarlet Blood Ancestor has no intention of asking for his opinion.

In his eyes, even though Zhu Houcong was the leader of the divine dynasty, he was not worthy of being treated equally with him. That is to say, at this moment, the true king of Shenxiao, Pei Xuanjing, appeared, and the opponent was Pei Xuanjing's registered disciple. Otherwise, he would directly take over the cave.

Huhu

Zhu Houcong was extremely angry, and the anger in his heart was indescribable. The words and actions of the Scarlet Blood Ancestor were simply dismissive of him and did not take him seriously.

From the time when the prince of a feudal dynasty ascended the throne to his current position, Zhu Houcong had almost everything going smoothly and had never been ignored like this.

However, as an emperor, he is able to understand the situation more clearly. He understands that strength is the most important thing in this world. Even though he is the leader of the Ming Dynasty, he is still not worth mentioning in the eyes of the other party.

This undoubtedly wiped away the joy in the heart of Zhu Houcong, who had just been promoted to the ninth level of the spiritual realm. Instead, his heart was filled with the desire for strength. He wanted to become stronger and become a true immortal, and he did not want to suffer such insults again.

"Please forgive me for not being able to agree to the request of fellow Taoist Taoist." Pei Xuanjing shook his head slightly and rejected the Scarlet Blood Ancestor directly.

"This spiritual cave has been refined by His Majesty the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty. Why does Taoist disciple need to be loved by many people?"

"Stealing someone's love?" The Scarlet Blood Ancestor smiled disdainfully: "Are you kidding me, fellow Taoist? There is no right to monopolize the things of heaven and earth when you see that you have a share in them!"

This top-level spiritual cave, which was the prototype of the human heaven created by the co-leader of the ancient human race, should have been a gift left to all races by the co-master of the ancient human race. It is not exclusive to everyone.

Although he was born in the demonic realm, Chixue was also from the human race. Over the years, he had never flinched in the confrontations between the human race and the demon race. Therefore, he felt that he should be qualified.

His reason is actually blameless. After all, this is the legacy left by the ancestors of the human race. It is not exclusive to one party. All humans should be eligible.

"But fellow Taoist, although this is a gift left by the co-owner of the human race, since every human race is qualified to inherit it, there is nothing wrong with His Majesty the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty inheriting this spiritual cave." Pei Xuanjing said with a smile. , pointing out the loopholes in the other party's words: "As the saying goes, first come, first served. Since the gift still has an owner, it proves that it has no relationship with fellow Taoists. Why force it?"

"Master Pei!" Zhu Houcong looked at Pei Xuanjing with complicated eyes. The figure with his back to him, although a little thin, stood like a pillar of heaven, shielding him from the wind and rain.

Zhu Houcong's attitude towards Pei Xuanjing was very complicated. He was supported by the other party to ascend to the throne, and was accepted as a disciple. He took over the court under his wings, and then rose up all the way.

Pei Xuanjing has always played an extremely important role in his life and was a shining light on his growth path.

But as an emperor, Zhu Houcong instinctively rejected these, because the other party's figure always shrouded him, making him feel that he could never get out.

"It seems that the True Lord is unwilling to give the ancestor this face." The Red Blood Ancestor's face was unchanged, and it became slightly gloomy.

The True Immortal's will was enough to influence the world. At this moment, the Red Blood Ancestor's face was gloomy, and even the air became a little suffocating. The atmosphere immediately became oppressive. The originally clear sky gradually became gloomy, and the wind howled.

Everything was just because of the anger of the True Immortal.

However, the Red Blood Ancestor was a True Immortal, and Pei Xuanjing was also a True Immortal. The opponent's momentum was useful to other cultivators, but Pei Xuanjing was not affected at all.

"Hahaha, why are you angry, fellow Taoist?" Pei Xuanjing's hearty laughter sounded, but it also immediately dispersed the oppressive atmosphere, like a spring breeze blowing through the hearts of every cultivator, and the original suffocating feeling disappeared instantly.

"Since the ancestor has come here today, he naturally cannot return empty-handed." The face of the Red Blood Ancestor was gloomy: "Just now, the ancestor gave you a face, but you didn't expect that the ancestor was afraid of you. In this case, let's talk based on our strength!"

The Tianhuang Realm or the Daming World, although it is divided into the righteous and the evil ways in the world of cultivators, is still full of bloody jungle laws, and the cultivators still respect the strong.

Especially the giants of the evil way like the Red Blood Ancestor, although he is already the master of a religion and has been promoted to a true immortal, he still respects the rule of the strong in his heart.

He gave in just now, not wanting to fall out with Bai Qicang and Pei Xuanjing, because he had seen the battle between Pei Xuanjing and Tongtian Ape King, and knew that this person's strength was unpredictable.

Although he has evolved and improved many magic skills in the past hundred years, isn't this the same for this Shenxiao Zhenjun?

With the talent shown by the other party before, and the fact that he was promoted to a true immortal by the way of immortals, as the world is promoted and constantly improves and strengthens, the person who holds the position of the Great Emperor of Longevity in the South Pole will definitely be stronger.

Therefore, the Red Blood Ancestor was afraid of Pei Xuanjing, so he was unwilling to fight with him and tried to use other methods to exchange.

But obviously, his idea failed. This Shenxiao Zhenjun obviously wanted to take it all for himself and was unwilling to agree.

This undoubtedly lost his face. The Red Blood Ancestor was very dissatisfied and was unwilling to tolerate it.

"Before, I didn't want to tear my face with you because I was worried about the situation that would happen next, but since you are like this, don't blame me. At most, I will give up this incarnation." The Red Blood Ancestor thought to himself, and a trace of cruelty flashed in his eyes.

More than a hundred years have passed, and many true immortals have come out of retreat one after another. The next step must be the time when many true immortals dominate the world and divide everything. The reason why he didn't want to fight with Shenxiao Zhenjun at this time is because he didn't want to be taken advantage of by others.

The Red Blood Ancestor knew that although there were only two True Immortals' incarnations here, there were many True Immortals spying on this place secretly.

The time was enough. Originally, a top-level spiritual realm cave left by the ancient human leader was enough to make many True Immortals excited. Now he and the True Lord Shenxiao appeared here.

Then there was no doubt that other True Immortals would definitely focus their attention here and observe every move here.

He was now fighting with the True Lord Shenxiao, so during the fight between the two, they would inevitably expose their magical powers and techniques gained from the hundred years of retreat.

Facing the same opponent, whoever had more trump cards would have a better chance of winning in the next fight.

And now, after the two fought, if this incarnation was injured, it would probably be ambushed and destroyed.

For the True Immortal, cultivating a powerful incarnation required not only huge consumption, but also time, and many opportunities might be missed during this time.

I don't know what the True Lord Shenxiao thought. The Red Blood Ancestor didn't want to expose his trump cards.

But now, there is no way. Unless he is willing to retreat without losing face, he must take action.

True Immortals are immortal and have a long life. Even True Immortals of the same realm find it difficult to wipe them out, so now they pay more attention to face and skin.

For them, losing an incarnation is not important. At most, it will lose some benefits and time, but if they lose face, they will become the laughing stock of many True Immortals for a long time.

"In this case, please give me some advice!" Pei Xuanjing did not give in.

They are all in the circle of True Immortals. The Red Blood Ancestor wants face, and he, Pei Xuanjing, the True Lord of Shenxiao, also wants face. Therefore, when the other party proposed to fight, Pei Xuanjing readily agreed without any idea of ​​giving in.

"You all should step aside first!" Pei Xuanjing said to Bai Qicang and Pang Hong and others in the distance.

Although Pang Hong and his men are now thousands of miles away from here, that is only the limit for the strongest to fight. The attack of the True Immortal, even if it is the fight of the incarnation, is also earth-shattering.

If the Red Blood Ancestor and Pei Xuanjing just want to spar and test each other, it would be fine, but the Red Blood Ancestor clearly wants to regain his face, so he will naturally not hold back.

The situation of the two people's fight is even more grand, or terrifying, than the fight between Pei Xuanjing and Tongtian Ape King.

"Today, let the ancestor see the strength of the Southern Pole Changsheng Emperor!" The figure of the Red Blood Ancestor turned into a looming, and an endless sea of ​​blood emerged, slapping the sky, devouring the essence of heaven and earth.

In this boundless sea of ​​blood, the Red Blood Ancestor stood in the middle of the sea of ​​blood in a blood-colored robe, with a blood-colored lotus platform looming under his feet. The surging blood sea around him made him look like a god and demon from ancient times.

In the hands of the Red Blood Ancestor were two blood-colored magic weapons like black and red Emei thorns. These magic weapons were full of the will to kill. Even if they were not activated, the killing light surrounding these blood-colored Emei thorns was enough to penetrate the void.

"The killing thorns, slaughter the world!"

A low voice sounded, and the sea of ​​blood spread down. Among them, two black and red Emei thorns exuded brilliance, cut through the void, and stabbed towards Pei Xuanjing.

These two black and red Emei thorns were the magic weapons of the Red Blood Ancestor. They were originally top-level magic weapons and magic weapons called Red Blood Thorns. After he was promoted to a true immortal, the continuous sacrifices and refinements over the past hundred years have shown signs of transformation into immortal weapons.

It can be said that his incarnation is not as valuable as this pair of semi-immortal weapons, the Red Blood Thorns. And at this moment, the Red Blood Thorns really showed the power of the semi-immortal weapon, piercing through the void, as if nothing could stop it.

"Boundless sea of ​​blood, the thorn of killing." Pei Xuanjing murmured. As he spoke, changes also occurred on his body.

Originally, Pei Xuanjing came here in just his favorite dark brown Taoist robe, dressed like an ordinary Taoist.

But when the Red Blood Ancestor made a move, Pei Xuanjing's aura changed, the emperor's crown appeared, and the purple-blue thunder pattern emperor robe was draped over his body. The four seasons and five orders were surrounded on the robe, and the thunder dragon was flowing.

The glittering Sanbao Yu Ruyi appeared in his hand. His eyes were like lightning, emitting rays of light, his face was indifferent, and a halo appeared around him. Wherever he passed, the creatures surrendered, showing his majesty.

This is Pei Xuanjing's incarnation of the divine way.

The next moment, Pei Xuanjing took a step forward, the divine ring behind him turned, and the jade ruyi in his hand passed through, as if breaking through the chaos, and the terrifying will descended, shaking the heaven and earth.

The sea of ​​blood wrapped Pei Xuanjing in it, but the divine light on his body easily isolated him from the outside. This surging sea of ​​blood could swallow everything, but it could not bring any threat to Pei Xuanjing, not even the crown robe on his body was stained.

The three treasures of the jade ruyi in his hand gently knocked down, and each blow shook the heaven and earth, blasting the endless sea of ​​blood.