The Sacred Ruins

Chapter 893

The abyss is as dark as ink, deep and endless. You can't see anything in it at all. Even if you cultivate the heavenly eye, you can't do anything.

It seems to split the universe. There are all kinds of star skeletons nearby. They are huge star residues. Their volume has no change, but compared with the abyss, they are like dust.

Chu Feng wandered nearby and felt a strange force calling him, tempting him and swallowing him into the dark unknown black area.

A lot of saints came. The nine Yin sparrows turned into one foot long. The whole body was full of red clouds, and the blood colored holy feathers glowed. They looked gorgeous. However, they could only illuminate a limited area, and all the divine brilliance would be sucked away by the abyss.

Around him, the old star knight with gray hair and wrinkled face, the executioner in the past, and his cold eyes stared at Chu Feng from a distance and followed him, but no one dared to get too close to the abyss.

It is said that even if they are not deep and too close, they are prone to accidents. The eight saints dare not act rashly!

Further away, the three old saints of Dayang pure land have arrived. They look dignified. They originally wanted to break through the eight saints. As a result, people from the Youming family and the spirit family came. Suddenly, four strong men, wearing cold armor and carrying holy vessels, blocked their way and confronted here.

"Three Taoist friends, even if you do it yourself, it's useless. There are more than a dozen saints here now. There is a great difference in power. It's better to sit down and have a good talk." The Youming nationality smiled quietly, surrounded by black fog, carrying sacred utensils and talking to the old saints in the pure land of daydream.

The saint who came from the spirit family also opened his mouth, his face was like a crown of jade, his silver hair was scattered, calm and calm, and said, "why should the three Taoist friends be strong for a dead man?"

He held a holy blood flag, the red flag fluttered, with all kinds of strange patterns, as if to swallow the human soul, and this person stood in front.

The implication is obvious. Chu Feng is already a dead man. No one can save him when he comes. Even if Dayang pure land confronts them, going all out can't change the outcome.

"How do you know if you haven't fought a war?!" An old sage in Dayang pure land has sharp eyes. Even if his hair is gray and his face has wrinkles, he also has a spirit and doesn't want to give up Chu Feng.

"Hey, hey..." in the void, a terrible sword appeared. It was murderous and made people fall into the ice cellar, but there were no people. The saint who stabbed the sky came.

In an instant, the balance of power changed again. Not to mention the eight saints who surrounded Chu Feng, there were only five saints here to stop the three people in Dayang pure land.

"I dream that pure land does not accept threats!" The old sage of daydream pure land danced with white hair. He showed an unyielding sense of war.

A bronze dagger appeared in his hand, drew a cold and faint light, and pointed to the front. Beside him, two other old saints also moved. One held a red copper mace and the other offered a five color pagoda. They were all sacred artifacts. We had to fight to the death with them.

"You are really stubborn. Although Dayang pure land is strong, it has not yet ranked among the top ten. Besides, you are only the three of you. Do you want to die here?"

An old man with golden hair came, tall and powerful, holding a huge golden knife, flashing cold light, blooming one mysterious symbol after another, frightening the scene.

He comes from the God family, and is an ancient saint. He killed on the ancient earth and now reappears in the world.

In an instant, there are six saints standing in the way to deal with the three people in the dream pure land, which will form a situation of two to one.

"Then fight!"

The old sage of Dayang pure land said in a deep voice, holding a bronze Ge and waving it suddenly, splitting the darkness and shining a dazzling brilliance.

The other two people around him also moved, stepped forward, wanted to rush over, approached Chu Feng and sheltered him from running away.

Unfortunately, although their strength is strong, they can't take advantage of this place at all. Opposite them are very powerful saints. The ancient saints of Tianshen family, spirit family and stabbing the sky come in person, and they are six to three.

Bang Bang

The void burst, the runes were dense and intertwined into pieces, and the cold weapons stirred and sent out only the afterwaves. They swept several steel warships that survived in ancient times in extremely remote areas, exploded them with a bang, or turned into powder, or evaporated.

In a moment, a few muffled grunts came, and all three old saints in Dayang pure land stumbled backward. Someone was coughing up blood, and their hair and beard were dyed red by blood.

Some people were stabbed by the tall and powerful old man of the God family, and their right arms were almost broken and only a layer of flesh was attached.

Another man was hit by the Holy Blood flag of the spirit family and the holy sword stabbing the sky. Half of his body was bloody and almost disappeared. It was very tragic.

"Well, no one can save the little devil Chu Feng today. Several Taoist friends, I advise you not to act rashly. You'd better stay honest and avoid mistakes."

The ancient sage of the God family sneered that he didn't believe anyone could change the war situation and save Chu Feng today, because the universe now respects them.

The saints of all nationalities go out together. If you can't kill a young man, it's a joke!

At the edge of the abyss, Chu Feng used his eyes to see everything here. He immediately spread a message and said, "three predecessors, you don't want to do it again. It's a big deal. Don't worry. Even if I die, I'll drag one person on the road. I really appreciate you coming to rescue me! "