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Chapter six hundred and eighty fifth: Holy land surrenders

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    Ever since the Xuanhuang Great World was shattered and the Great Dao was broken, many true immortals who have joined the Dao have been sleeping forever, hiding from the world, and seldom wake up.

    The last time the true immortals in the Holy Land of Zifu woke up, it was because the true immortals of the demon race descended on Polaris ten thousand years ago.

    Under normal circumstances, true immortals will not wake up easily.

    Unless the Holy Land is at the critical point of life and death, then the real immortals will be able to wake up.

    "Half fairy?"

    Li Wenchan was surprised. Obviously, this is a realm above the Supreme God Realm, which he has never reached so far.

    "The so-called half-immortals are people who failed to pass the tribulation when they attacked the real immortals in the ancient times. Although these people survived, their internal avenues are not complete and have some incompleteness, so they are half-immortals. As for the current era  , the Supreme God Realm is basically the apex, if you want to become a semi-immortal, it is impossible to rely on practice, unless you can get the fragments of the Dao of a true immortal and integrate them into your body."

    Ugly Chicken explained, "However, there is only one way to obtain the fragments of the Dao, which is to kill the real immortal. Once the real immortal dies, the Dao in the body will also collapse. At this time, the fragments of the Dao can be used. In this era, half  Immortal."

    Hearing this, Li Wenchan couldn't help but shook his head, killing a real immortal is tantamount to a fool's dream.

    "However, there may be fragments of the Great Dao in the ancient land of immortal corpses. After all, many real immortals were buried there." Ugly chicken speculated that the ancient land of immortal corpses is a place of great evil, but it is also a place of great evil.  In the land of good fortune, there are infinite possibilities hidden.

    But right now, it's not the time to talk about the Ancient Land of Immortal Corpse.

    At this time, the Holy Lord of the Purple Mansion is approaching, and the power of the half-immortal is overwhelming. This power is enough to suppress the ordinary supreme gods.

    But for Li Wenchan, it was still not enough!

    He was under such a mountain of pressure, his spine was straight, even in the face of a half-immortal, he was still tough, and he snorted coldly: "Why, is this trying to give me a blow? So what about the half-immortal, it's not like I haven't killed a half-immortal before."  .¡±

    As soon as this remark came out, many people secretly wiped their sweat and sighed his boldness.

    In the era when true immortals were not born, half immortals basically symbolized invincibility, especially these holy masters, who were in charge of a holy place and had many supreme gods under their command.

    "Bold!"

    "Junior, you are too arrogant."

    He is so domineering and overbearing that many god-level elders in the Holy Land of the Purple Mansion all showed anger.

    "No problem."

    The Lord of the Purple Mansion was very calm. She looked at the Saintess of the Purple Mansion in Li Wenchan's hand, and said, "I don't know what kind of compensation you want to release the Saintess?"

    "I want half of your holy land's spiritual veins!"

    ? Li Wenchan didn't procrastinate at all, and got straight to the point.

    This request fell into the ears of everyone, and everyone was dumbfounded.

    Half of the spiritual veins of a holy land, this is simply a lion's mouth.

    Half of the spiritual veins, for the Holy Land, is not hurting the muscles and bones, but seriously hurting the vitality. Even if they hand over the saintess of the Purple Mansion, they will not take out half of the spiritual veins.

    Even the Lord of the Purple Mansion was stunned for a moment, frowned slightly, and said in a cold voice: "The saint is in the Chixia Cave, even if there is a mistake, it would be too greedy for you to want half of the spiritual veins!"

    Although she was beautiful in appearance, she was angry at this moment, and she had her own majesty.

    Especially with a body that shakes the sky and the earth, it makes the clouds in the sky stir up.

    With a smile, the spring breeze crosses, and with an anger, the sea is cold.

    This is the power of the most powerful half-immortal, and the ordinary god-level supreme can only be compared to it, and immortality cannot touch it.

    "Greedy? She is in the Chixia Cave, united with another holy place, and wants to kill me. In your eyes, is this just a small mistake? If so, don't blame me when the demons set up the Polaris and let your purple mansion  Blood flowed like rivers in the Holy Land!"

    When Li Wenchan spoke, he was murderous, and the blood in his eyes was like a torch.

    "Your Excellency is so aggressive, do you really want to be an enemy of my Purple Mansion Holy Land?"

    The Holy Lord of the Zifu was also angry, and his aura soared into the sky, causing the sky and the earth to change color. Above the nine heavens, thunder rolled, and the aura on his body became more and more surging, making the space tremble.

    "So what if you are an enemy?"

    Li Wenchan laughed, extremely arrogant, "With my strength alone, I am indeed no match for your Zifu Holy Land. If you want to kill me, you can try it. If I fall here today, then all of you will give me a hand!"  I will be buried with you! I am the Supreme Emperor of the Demon Clan, you should understand my weight in the Demon Clan!"

    Li Wenchan's eyes were full of arrogance.

    Hearing this, the Lord of the Purple Mansion?? Quite afraid.

    If Li Wenchan is an ordinary Supreme God Realm, she is sure that after killing her, she will have a good negotiation with the powerhouse of the Demon Race and pay some price, and it may not be impossible to reconcile.

    However, the meaning of conferring the emperor rank is completely different.

    There is no one in a million emperor-level powerhouses. There are so many holy places in the Polaris. Except for Beidi, none of the emperor-level powerhouses can be cultivated. This shows how important the emperor-level is.

    As an emperor-level powerhouse of the Demon Race, Li Wenchan must also be a high-ranking powerhouse, and there must be powerful real immortals behind him.

    Seeing her apprehension, Li Wenchan struck while the iron was hot again, and sneered, "Ten thousand years ago, the true immortals of our clan left behind in the ancient land of immortal corpses, do you believe that I can wake them up with confidence? Believe it or not, I will let you  Your Purple Mansion Holy Land turned into ashes?"

    As soon as this remark came out, the face of the Holy Master of Zifu changed again and again.

    Thousands of years ago, the true immortals of the Demon Race came and brought something that shocked the entire Polaris true immortals. Even she, the Holy Lord, did not know what it was.

    However, at the beginning, the major true immortals once worked together to deduce the secret, and wanted to know what it was.

    As a result, in that deduction, the situation was very bad, and all the real immortals suffered backlash and suffered injuries.

    It is conceivable that the things left by the demons in the ancient land of immortal corpses must have a shocking origin.

    If Li Wenchan is really sure of awakening that thing, it will be a catastrophe for the Holy Land of Zifu.

    "You are scaremongering!"

    The Holy Lord of Zifu's face was livid, unwilling to believe that Li Wenchan, a supreme god, could wake up something that even true immortals fear.

    "Since you don't believe me, then I will fulfill you!"

    Li Wenchan sneered.

    At the moment, he was chanting words, pinched the seal formula with his hands, and recalled in his mind the movement when the great demon kings summoned the ancestor tree of demons.

    A wave of magic power rose into the sky.

    In the dark, a force seemed to come through the sky, and there was a response.

    With his ability, it is naturally impossible to really summon the Demon Ancestor Tree, but he is just betting now!

    Bet heavily with the Lord of the Purple Mansion.

    Whoever loses his temper loses.

    He is now barefoot and not afraid to wear shoes. Anyway, he even dared to go to places like the ancient land of immortal corpses. What else would he not dare to do?

    Seeing his solemn appearance, even though the Holy Master of the Purple Mansion could still hold his breath, the other elders became anxious, and hurriedly said: "Holy Master, I'd rather believe it than believe it."

    There are so many people in the Holy Land of Zifu, with countless lives, they can't afford to gamble.

    Once the bet is lost, the entire holy land will be destroyed!

    Even the Holy Lord of the Purple Mansion felt the pressure was enormous. Hearing what these elders said, he quickly found a slope and said submissively: "Forget it, since it's the saint's fault this time, then I, the Holy Land of the Purple Mansion, will give it to you."  A satisfactory explanation from you."

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