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Chapter 1543: Trampling the Forbidden Land

At this moment, the Lord of the Blood Evil Hall finally understood that these two sloppy Taoists with crooked Taoist robes and wine gourds on their waists were not as funny as they looked.

The two wicked Taoist priests looked at each other. The fat Taoist priest raised a playful arc at the corner of his mouth, his eyes full of disdain.

The chubby Taoist priest slowly tidied up his messy Taoist robe and waved his hand casually, as if to drive away mosquitoes, signaling the master of the Blood Evil Hall to leave.

The Lord of the Blood Evil Hall seemed to be pardoned. He rolled and crawled into the void and disappeared in the blink of an eye, leaving only the smell of blood in the air.

After solving the trouble in the Blood Demon Palace, the two Taoists walked briskly to Wang Xian's side.

The fat Taoist priest raised his eyebrows and asked, "Walking now?"

"Let's go!"

Wang Xian's expression was stern, and his aura suddenly surged, like a volcano about to erupt. The moment he raised his hand, the void seemed to be torn apart by an invisible giant hand, making a sharp "swish" sound, which was like fingernails scraping across an iron plate, making people shudder.

Purple lightning flashed through the cracks, madly slashing at the surrounding space, and the air was filled with a pungent burnt smell.

The space channel slowly appeared, and a faint blue light shone from the depths of the channel, as if a mysterious power was surging. Ancient runes could be vaguely seen flashing in the light, as if telling an unknown secret.

"Huh? Is this the 'Eternal Forbidden Land'?"

The fat Taoist widened his eyes, he knew very well that Wang Xian had never set foot in the 'Yongyu Forbidden Land' since he arrived in the Heavenly Realm.

But now Wang Xian can open up the space channel leading there so accurately. How did Wang Xian do it?

The chubby Taoist priest touched his chin, his eyes full of confusion.

A mysterious smile appeared on Wang Xian's lips, and the spiritual energy lingering around him fluctuated slightly, forming tiny whirlpools.

"You'll find out later."

Wang Xian glanced at everyone, his eyes filled with unquestionable confidence, "Would you like to go with me to the 'Eternal Universe Forbidden Land'?"

His voice was steady and powerful, as if it contained some special magic that made people want to believe him involuntarily.

Su Qingyan and Yan Yangjun looked at each other, and a hint of hesitation flashed in Su Qingyan's eyes. After all, the 'Yongyu Forbidden Land' was famous, and it was full of powerful people and dangers.

It is rumored that there are ancient ferocious beasts guarding the forbidden area, as well as mysterious formations. If you are not careful, you will be doomed.

However, Lord Yan Yang clenched his fists. He felt an unprecedented powerful aura from Wang Xian, a kind of confidence that he was in control of the overall situation, as if everything was in his plan.

"Okay! Let's go together!"

Yan Yangjun spoke first, his voice full of determination.

Seeing this, Su Qingyan also nodded slightly.

They all knew that this was not only an adventure, but also a great opportunity to get closer to Wang Xian and earn favors.

Moreover, if the forbidden force of 'Yongyu Dynasty' can be destroyed, the benefits gained will be unimaginable.

Both of them are at the peak level of 'Nine Revolutions Immortal Emperor' and have been stuck at this stage for too long.

Over the years, they have been looking for opportunities for a breakthrough, but to no avail.

In order to break through to the Tenth Revolution Immortal Emperor, the amount of resources required is so huge that even if the entire sect's treasure house is exhausted, it would be difficult to meet the demand.

However, a forbidden area force has a profound foundation, and the treasures and ancient secrets stored therein may be able to help them break free from the shackles.

Even if they cannot break through directly, as long as they can step into the realm of "Ten Revolutions Immortal Emperor", it will be a great opportunity.

Thinking of this, their breathing became rapid, their eyes full of anticipation, as if they had already seen the moment when they would break through.

Wang Xian turned his gaze to the nine gods of the Ninth Heaven. The nine of them were talking in low voices at the moment. The aura emanating from their bodies was faintly connected, forming a powerful pressure, like an insurmountable mountain.

"Where are the nine gods?"

Wang Xian smiled and looked at the Great Lord.

Datian nodded slowly: "Okay!"

The other eight gods looked at each other and responded in unison.

As the most prominent force in the Heaven Realm, 'Nine Heavens' has always wanted to unify the Heaven Realm.

However, due to limited strength, it is difficult to contend with the many forbidden forces.

Now that they have the opportunity to improve their strength, how could they miss it?

This is not only an opportunity to obtain resources, but also a good opportunity to suppress other forces and expand the influence of "Nine Heavens".

Everyone gathered in front of the space channel. The light in the channel became more and more dazzling. A mysterious atmosphere was blowing in their faces, carrying a hint of ancient and dangerous flavor.

Wang Xian was the first to step into the passage, his figure gradually blurred in the light, as if he had merged into one with the mysterious power.

Su Qingyan and Yan Yangjun followed closely behind, their figures determined and full of expectation.

The two wicked Taoists followed them, laughing and joking, as if they were about to embark on not a dangerous adventure but an interesting trip.

The nine great gods arranged themselves in a formation and slowly entered. The auras around them echoed with each other, forming an indestructible barrier.

As the last person stepped in, the space channel gradually closed, leaving only the empty battlefield and a faint mysterious aura lingering in the air.

The dark blue light in the space channel suddenly exploded, and Wang Xian and his companions stepped into the "Yongyu Forbidden Land" in the extreme north of the sky domain like a butterfly emerging from a cocoon.

A thousand-foot-high dark yellow barrier rose from the ground, and the walls were covered with tadpole-shaped ancient runes. Dark blood light flowed in every line, as if it was formed by the solidified blood of billions of creatures.

Nine blood-red setting suns were suspended above the barrier, their surfaces covered with hideous cracks. Wisps of black smoke seeped out of them, interweaving into a blood-red sky that blocked out the sun.

"Is this the remaining aura of the ancient blood sacrifice formation?"

The chubby Taoist priest sucked in a breath of cold air, and the hairs on the horsetail of the whisk in his hand stood up.

He had seen similar records in a large tomb. This evil formation, which was guided by the souls of billions of living beings, could reverse the laws of the universe once it was activated.

The fat Taoist priest stared at the blood drops seeping out from the cracks in the barrier. When the blood drops fell to the ground, they turned into twisted human-faced insects, looking at them with resentful eyes.

What is even more frightening is the pulsation coming from deep within the forbidden area.

It was a strange smell mixed with ambergris and corpses. Every fluctuation caused spider-web-like cracks to appear on the ice beneath everyone's feet.

Su Qingyan subconsciously took out her weapon, which was a jade flute. As soon as the jade flute appeared, fine blood crystals condensed on the flute body, and it seemed to be constantly wriggling as if it had life.

The flames around Lord Yan Yang took on a strange blue-black color, and the originally violent fire element seemed sluggish at this moment.

"Humph, where did this ant come from, daring to trespass into the Yongyu Emperor's territory?"

A cold shout came from above the barrier.

Everyone looked up and saw three old men in black robes standing on the battlements of the city wall. On their chests were embroidered black birds with broken wings outlined by gold thread, and dark red ice crystals condensed on the corners of their robes. The old man in the lead had three-inch fingernails, and he was wiping the skull token hanging from his waist with the flesh between his fingers. Every time he wiped it, the soul fire in the eye socket of the token flickered.

"Let me do it!"

Lord Yan Yang took a step forward, and the blue-black flames around him suddenly surged three feet, transforming into the shadow of a howling fire lion.

He could clearly sense that these three old men were only at the middle stage of the Ninth Transformation Immortal Emperor, and were probably just the lowest-level sentinels in the defense system of the Yongyu Forbidden Land.

"presumptuous!"

The old man on the left snorted angrily, waved his hand and offered a small black flag engraved with skulls.

The small flag swelled in the wind and instantly turned into a giant curtain covering the sky. At the same time, the skull on the flag opened its huge mouth and spewed out dark green poisonous mist.

Wherever the poisonous fog passed, the air became oily, and even the runes remaining in the space channel melted away with a "sizzling" sound.

"Little tricks."

Yan Yangjun's eyes were cold, and he punched forward with his right fist.

The originally sluggish blue-black flame suddenly became as bright as the sun, transforming into a long river of fire that penetrated the sky and the earth.

Wherever the long river passed, holes with a diameter of hundreds of feet were burned in the blood-red sky, revealing the dim starry sky behind it.

The runes on the Xuanhuang barrier were like snow meeting boiling water, peeling off inch by inch with white smoke.

"No! My Soul Devouring Banner!"

The old man in black robe watched in horror as the small flag was turned into ashes in the flames, and even his arms began to emit smoke.

He wanted to retreat, but found that his limbs were bound by invisible chains of fire.

Amid his shrill screams, his entire body, along with the broken pieces of the Soul-Devouring Banner, were burned into a handful of golden ashes that scattered in the wind.

The other two old men's faces turned pale as paper. After looking at each other, they bit their tongues at the same time and spurted out three balls of blood that hit the runes on the city wall.

The Xuanhuang barrier suddenly burst out with dazzling blood light, and countless blood-colored vines emerged from the wall, interweaving into an impenetrable defense network.

At this time, Lord Yan Yang's second attack had already landed.

This time, he turned into a burning meteor, and the flame on his fist condensed into an ancient "flame" Taoist pattern, which crashed into the blood vine web with the power of creating the world.

"boom--!"

After the loud bang, a huge gap was blasted in the thousand-foot-high Xuanhuang barrier. The runes on the edge of the gap were still crackling, and the blood that seeped out condensed into countless crying human faces in the air.

The two old men in black robes had long disappeared, leaving only two charred marks on the ground, even their souls were burned to ashes.

"How brave!"

The roar was like thunder from the sky, shaking the entire 'Yongyu Forbidden Land'.

Wang Xian and his party looked up and saw an old man in a dark yellow robe slowly walking out of the blood-red mist behind the gap.

He wore a crown with twelve-chapter patterns on his head, and his face was as haggard as a thousand-year-old corpse. Only his eyes were shockingly bright, and his pupils were actually blood-red whirlpools that rotated counterclockwise.

With every step the old man took, a blood-red lotus blossomed under his feet, with the arms of countless resentful souls entwined around the edge of the lotus.

The aura emanating from his body made Su Qingyan, Yan Yangjun, the two wicked Taoists, and the nine great gods couldn't help but take a step back.

Although it was still the ultimate pressure of the peak 'Nine-turn Immortal Emperor', it was more solid than that of Su Qingyan and Yan Yangjun, as if it could break through the boundary of nothingness at any time and step into the realm of the 'Ten-turn Immortal Emperor'.

"A mere ninth-level ant dares to run wild in the Yongyu Emperor's land?"

The voice of the old man in the dark yellow robe was like fingernails scraping against jade, with a texture that made one's teeth ache.

He didn't even look at the burn marks on the ground, but just stared at Yan Yangjun with a cruel smile on his face.

"Do you know that these three people are blood slaves trained by me personally? If you destroy my blood slaves, I will use your soul as a sacrifice!"

Wang Xian took a step forward, and the spiritual energy around him turned into green lotus petals that slowly rotated: "Old man, where is the old immortal wearing a dragon robe who came back not long ago?"

"What do you call me, Emperor?"

The old man in the dark yellow robe widened his eyes, as if he couldn't believe what he heard.

Wang Xian spoke word by word: "Old—Dong—Xi!"

"court death!"

The old man in the dark yellow robe was immediately furious.

Before he could make a move, the blood-red mist behind him suddenly surged up.

I saw dense black shadows walking out of the fog, each of them exuding the terrifying aura of the peak of the 'Nine-turn Immortal Emperor'.

After a rough count, there were nearly a hundred people!

What is even more shocking is that the aura of thirteen of these figures has surpassed the peak of the 'Nine-turn Immortal Emperor'. If nothing unexpected happens, these thirteen figures have already stepped half a step into the realm of the 'Ten-turn Immortal Emperor'.

Su Qingyan's jade flute trembled slightly in her palm. She looked at the nearly one hundred peak Nine-transformation Immortal Emperors with her eyes wide open, full of disbelief.

You know, in the entire sky realm, although there are many peak "Nine Revolutions Immortal Emperors", but in a single force, the number of peak "Nine Revolutions Immortal Emperors" is almost more than two hands.

But what about the 'Yongyu Dynasty'?

It is totally unreasonable that so many people came out at once, even if the 'Yongyu Dynasty' is a forbidden area!

However, Su Qingyan quickly realized that these hundreds of peak 'Nine-turn Immortal Emperor' warriors and thirteen half-step 'Ten-turn Immortal Emperor' warriors were not all members of the 'Yongyu Dynasty', but more of them were from the 'Dynasty Forbidden Domain Alliance'!

Yan Yangjun frowned tightly, and the flames around him surged violently, but he could not hide the solemnity in his eyes. He whispered: "This is a big trouble..."

The expressions of the nine great gods were equally ugly; they stared at each other, shock and uneasiness in their eyes.

They originally thought that with their own strength, they could fight even if there were strong people in the 'Yongyu Forbidden Land', but the scene before them made them feel a chill in their hearts.

However, unlike everyone else who was shocked, the two wicked Taoists were still smiling.

The fat Taoist priest shook the coffin fragments in his hand and said with a smile: "Don't waste so many 'experience packs' that have been delivered to your door!"

The fat Taoist priest was playing with the bone flute in his hand, and raised his eyebrows and said, "It's a good time to stretch my muscles!"

Seeing that everyone dared to be so arrogant in front of him, the old man in the black and yellow robe was furious. He waved his hand and roared, "Kill them! Let these ants know that the Yongyu Forbidden Land is not a place where they can run wild!"

As soon as he finished speaking, nearly a hundred powerful Nine-Transformation Immortal Emperors suddenly stood up at the same time, and in an instant, the sky and the earth changed color.

Some of them brought out long spears that were completely black and emitted a faint light. Wherever the tip of the spear pointed, the space shattered into pieces.

Some formed seals with their hands, summoning giant blood-red palms that covered the sky and the sun, and slapped the crowd fiercely.

Others spewed out dark green beams of light with corrosive power, and wherever they passed, the air made a sizzling sound. (End of this chapter)