Chapter 623: Connecting the Meridians
the side door and said apologetically, “Sorry everyone, I kept you waiting.”This was a middle-aged man with a stately bearing and an imposing appearance. However, his face was rather pale, his expres..."Come on!"
Xie Yan roared with fury! A terrifying pressure erupted, warping even the void itself!
He hurled his right arm toward Shen Tianxia Mountain!
Although he was large in stature, he appeared incredibly small before the magnificent Mount Shen Tianxia.
Boom!
The moment they collided! The heavens shook and the mountain trembled.
...but it was just a meal.
The next moment, Shen Tianxia's divine powers shattered the mountain! He charged toward the entrance of the Swallowing Heaven Clan's city.
The entire battle came to a halt at this moment, everyone staring in shock at this apocalyptic scene.
Boom!
At the moment when Shen Tianxia Mountain crashed onto the city gate!
The once impenetrable city gate now seemed fragile and vulnerable.
Vanish at the mere touch!
The earth trembled violently! It cracked and shattered!
The sea is violently churning! A hundred-meter high wave rolls westward toward Zhou.
And the divine heavenly cloud-mountain, after colliding with the city gate, did not stop. Instead, it continued to crash towards the ground!
Deep within, tremors erupted continuously! The entire sea-rock world trembled violently! It was as if the heavens and earth were about to collapse!
The terrifying jolting lasted for a full five breaths before finally stopping.
Shen Tianxia Mountain slowly shrunk and floated back up, landing in Solomon's hand.
Solomon's form was beginning to fade, and a stench of death permeated his being.
He stared at the giant pit, a hundred zhang deep, wanting to know if the Evil Rock had already fallen.
The entire audience watched in silence, the fate of Evil Rock and the outcome of this race war hung in the balance!
"Xie Yan must be dead! Such divine power would be impossible for even three thousand mountains to withstand, he is surely dead!"
Ailing constantly prayed.
She was very clear about the power of this strike, no one in the entire Demon Sea Undersea Realm could withstand it!
Though the Evil Rock is strong, it can't withstand it!
Alice was also praying fervently, that if this blow didn't kill the Evil Rock, her elven clan would likely be wiped out.
Of course, the Swallowers prayed that the Evil Rock hadn't died.
But they couldn't guarantee that the invincible Divine King of the Invincible Gang would truly survive that strike.
At this moment, all eyes are drawn to Fang Chen as he is the only one currently breaking through.
"Haha! *cough cough*
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Suddenly! The silent sea of rock and earth was abruptly filled with a booming, ancient laughter.
And this laughter came from the depths of the pit.
When they heard this voice, the hearts of all the elves instantly turned cold.
And the members of the Swallowing Heaven Clan were each filled with excitement!
This laughter belongs to the Evil Rock God!
Solomon heard this voice and sighed deeply.
He still lost.
"Ailing, now it's up to you guys. He said."
Ai Ling heard Xie Yan's voice and was also extremely desperate. Hearing her master's words, her eyes turned red with tears.
Solomon gazed at her, a kind smile gracing his lips.
"Don't cry, you're not that little crybaby from back then anymore," he transmitted.
"Well, the disciple doesn't cry.
Ai Ling choked back tears.
Solomon turned his gaze back to Fang Chen, who was still struggling through the breakthrough. "He is the future of our elven race," he said. "Even if we lose this battle, we must take him out of the Demon Sea Underworld. As long as he's alive, the elves will have hope for resurgence."
"Rest assured, the fairy race will not lose this battle!" Ai Ling said determinedly, her nose red.
Solomon looked at Eileen.
As his master, he guessed what Ai Ling was going to do.
But how can he persuade them now
At this moment, his body is slowly fading away, and so is his soul.
"I can only helplessly say, 'Disciple, don't be foolish.'"
Ai Ling revealed a sweet smile and said, "Master, as a god of the Spirit Race, I have to do this. I'll be with you soon, just wait for me.
"Alas"
Solomon sighed, but there were no more words to be said.
Here, transformation into ethereal form dissipates into the void.
A single tear escaped from the corner of Ailing's eye, still refusing to be contained.
She knows she will never see her master again.
She said, "Master, please rest assured. I won't let the Sprite Clan perish."
Solomon's downfall also reversed the situation again.
Two powerful cultivators of the Spirit Race, who were at the Spiritual Sea Realm, one was severely injured.
And even though Xie Yan was injured, his laughter indicated that it was only a minor wound.
The opponent's cultivation is at the peak of the second level of the Thousand Mountains Realm. The hope of victory for the Spirit Race is slim.
Xie Yan emerged from the deep pit.
At this moment, a thin layer of skin is slowly peeling off his body.
He was able to withstand the divine power of Luomen within his abode thanks to this precious "life-skin" artifact.
This is also his biggest trump card for saving his life.
I didn't think I would need to use it, but Solomon ended up forcing my hand.
"Solomon, you are still as foolish as ever. Do you truly believe I would leave myself unguarded"
"After he finished speaking, his gaze fixed on Ailing. He sneered coldly, "Do you have any other tricks up your sleeve If you do, get them out now, or there will be no chance."
Now that Solomon had died, he had nothing left to fear.
The members of the Devouring Heaven Clan also each have a ferocious face. This is the time for them to be slaughtered!
Ai Ling said coldly, "I don't need a backup plan; I can kill you."
The elves have no more tricks up their sleeves. Even if they did, it wouldn't change the course of the battle.
If the Evil Rock does not die, then the Elves will surely perish.
"Haha!"
Xie Yan laughed loudly after hearing this.
"Even your master died twice at my hands, ending up with his soul scattered. What do you have to kill me with" He sneered with disdain.
Boom!
Suddenly! Spiritual energy frantically gathers somewhere! It transforms into a pillar of spirit! Rushing into the sky!
This scene instantly caught everyone's attention.
Turning his head, he looked around.
Fafnir has broken through to a critical moment!
"Huh Is this when one breaks through to the Lian Daoqiao level"
The
connecting channels, that is the connection of the open pathways together.
The more loopholes, the more difficult it is to connect.
But the more connections you make, the more solid your foundation will become, and your future achievements will be limitless.
Of course, how many paths you can connect depends on how many gates you've opened in your realm of inquiry.
"It's interesting. To choose to break through the Grandmaster realm here... Are they not taking our clan seriously"
Xie Yan looked at Fang Chen with great interest.
Although an array separates them, this formation that can only restrict the masters' realm could hardly obstruct his eyes.
"All stop, I want to see how many you can open." He shouted at the other members of the Devouring Heaven Clan.
He was not in a hurry to attack, anyway he had the victory in his grasp.
This is also a good opportunity to recover my spirit and injuries.
The Swallow Tribe members all stopped what they were doing when they heard this.
They've been fighting for a long time, they definitely need to recover.
As long as the Evil Rock God King is here, they've already won this battle.
Even with this, Eiling didn't continue to make a move.
Restoring it would also be beneficial for them.
And she still remembered what Fang Chen had said before, perhaps putting this last hope on him wouldn't be a bad idea.
Thinking of this, she couldn't help but smile wryly.
"To think that I, myself, would be burdened with the last hope upon a young one's shoulders. Could it be that the elven race truly has no hope left"
At this moment, everyone stopped fighting and watched Fang Chen break through.
Within the ray of light! A star suddenly blazed to life!
At the same time, the Skybell's recognition degree for its master is: ninety-nine percent.revious poem was aimed at his own sea of consciousness, designed to allow him to be subtly hypnotized without realizing it!But now that I understand, it's too late!Only Fang Chen's voice came slowly f...