Chapter 175 Reborn

  Boom!

  Chen Shen walked down the mountain with the black iron on his back, his legs spread apart, leaving deep footprints.

   There is no other way, he tried to kowtow to call him grandpa, but it didn’t work, so he had to move away by force.

  Although this secret realm has withered, the law is still there, and he can't even use his astonishing cultivation.

   Otherwise, it would be difficult to get him with a mere million catties of iron.

boom!

  He made a free fall from the mountain and landed at the foot of the mountain, smashing out a human-shaped pit hundreds of feet deep.

  Chen Shen climbed out of the hole with difficulty, and left the secret realm from the original position.

  After coming to the space of heaven, he thought he could relax instantly, but in the end he was doing free fall again.

   "What is the origin of this black iron?" Chen Shen was shocked beyond words.

  The black iron does not weigh a million catties. Perhaps in the secret realm, it was just cast by the Immortal King Zhou.

  Out of the secret realm, this piece of iron regained its original weight, like a huge star pressing on his shoulders, which immediately made him unbearable, ten times more painful than before.

   "Back!" Chen Shen quickly exited the Tiandao space and returned to the Wuyuan.

  Just about to experience Newton's truth for the third time, he turned over and dropped the black iron.

  Boom.

   Unexpectedly earth-shattering, the black iron fell to the ground like ordinary metal, making a slight sound.

   "It's really amazing that such a heavy iron didn't break the ground." Chen Shen sighed.

  He seems to understand that the iron is fine on the table and the ground, but it is very difficult for the monk to lift it away.

  Boom!

  He was about to make a move to test the hardness of the black iron, but someone made a move faster than him.

  Over the imperial city, a great battle is imminent.

   These are two young men, one is holding a white sword with eight patterns, and the other is a long sword with nine patterns.

   "Tian Dao, do you really want to have trouble with my Wan Jianzong? My sect has taken a fancy to this Misty City first!" the young man with the sword said in a deep voice.

   "I remember that this group of people came to Dongzhou three days ago, and there is no winner yet?" Chen Shen raised his head, a little confused.

   "What three days?" Mu Xiaojin came over and said:

   "It's only been a day since the barrier of Dongzhou was broken. The sect with eight lines of Taoist artifacts has already taken down Misty City, but it was beaten up by another sect. Dongzhou is completely chaotic, and swords and swords are seen every day."

   "Dongzhou is only one day?" Chen Shen was taken aback for a moment, and immediately, he re-entered the space of heaven.

  He remembered that he had stayed in the Immortal King's secret realm for three days, while the outside world only had one day.

   Didn’t it mean that it was a time secret realm, with three days inside and one day outside.

  The Holy Land of Practice!

  Boom!

   The two colors of heaven, one black and one white, are still colliding, billions of rays of light are eternal, and huge energy and rules radiate the entire space of heaven.

  However, the situation is obvious, the dark way of heaven is superior, and it keeps approaching, trying to completely assimilate the normal way of heaven.

   "No?" Chen Shen searched in this space, but unfortunately that secret realm did not appear.

  The power of heaven crashed against the shore, far stronger than when it first collided. Finally, there were different fluctuations, but what ushered in was the collapse of the secret realm.

   Terrible rules suddenly emerged from the void, and then there were bright lights, and the sound of explosions was endless.

   "It's a pity." Chen Shen sighed softly and shook his head.

  When he returned to Wuyuan again, the forces outside the two East Continents had already decided the winner.

   "From now on, Misty City will belong to our Heavenly Sword Sect. This city will be changed to Heavenly Sword City!" A voice resounded throughout the city.

   "The power produced by this kind of Taoist weapon is very strong, no less than a Mahayana battle." Mu Xiaojin, who had been watching the battle, said.

  Based on her current cultivation base, if she only relies on the five lines of Taoism, she may not be able to win the two crossing tribulations.

  Nine Dao Rune Dao Artifacts are so powerful, even if they are rotten, they are still ridiculously powerful. She has only comprehended a kind of Dao, and her combat power can only be regarded as mediocre.

   "It's not my Heavenly Sword Sect, get out of Heavenly Sword City!" Immediately afterwards, the young man holding the Jiudaowen Heavenly Sword shouted.

  Boom!

  In the distance, warships approached one after another, and dark figures fell from the sky above the city.

  All are Heavenly Sword Sect monks!

   "I'm willing to leave, why stop me?" A monk from Dongzhou who was about to leave turned pale.

  Many monks who willingly left like him were stopped.

   This is where they lived, but now they are invaded and have to leave.

  The situation is like this, they have to bow their heads.

  But just as he was about to leave, he was stopped again.

   "You can go, leave the storage bag!" the monk of the Heavenly Sword Sect said indifferently.

   "What do you mean?" A monk's face darkened, and he said angrily:

   "You invaded my East Continent, occupied my territory, and drove us away. Are you going to do such a cruel thing now?"

   "Ruthless?" The young man holding the sky knife sneered and said with a sneer:

   "You Dongzhou lived for a million years, high above you, but we can only die in unwillingness. Now it's your turn to experience this feeling!"

   "Longevity? What do you mean?" Brother Dongzhou was puzzled.

   When did they live forever? The Mahayana has never lived, and the lifespan is only nearly ten thousand years. How many people died in unwillingness and regret.

   "Crossing the catastrophe for eight thousand years, isn't this considered longevity?"

   "." Dongzhou monk.

   Can this be considered longevity? Can this be considered longevity? !

   "I don't think so, do you think you have to live forever to be regarded as immortal?" The Tiandao man standing high in the sky showed a ferocious look, and shouted:

   "Wait for monk Dongzhou to know, how many years have we lived?

   It's only been 800 years to cross the catastrophe, and even your Nascent Soul like an ant in Dongzhou can't compare with it!

  How many brilliant monsters and wizards have ended in regret, but I have pity on my master who is so talented that day. After 800 years, he will become dung. If he is in Dongzhou, he can rule the world for nearly ten thousand years! "

   "." Dongzhou people.

  Blame me!

   "This is a problem with the heavens. What has it to do with my Dongzhou creatures?" A monk said angrily.

   "It has nothing to do with you, but we are waiting for you Dongzhou monk to experience the pain of this short-lived life.

  East Continent will be shared by our eight continents, and the monks in Dongzhou will all be kicked out of this world, and not a single spirit stone will be used! "

  Tian Dao Nan showed a creepy smile.

   "My Heavenly Knife Sect is considered benevolent. Some forces are very unbalanced. They will not be as merciful as I am, but will directly wipe out the life of a city and rebuild it on the remains of the bones!"

   "On my way to the Heavenly Sword Sect, I have seen many cities turned into ruins and blood flowing into rivers!"

"Although you have a miracle in East Continent, you have produced a Mahayana, but she is being besieged by four fellow Taoists who hold the Nine-Trace Daoist Artifact. I believe that the miracle will be wiped out in a short time! Dongzhou will become a blood continent, we wait Reborn in Blood Continent!"

  he said again.

   All the Dongzhou monks, Ling Ran, fell silent for a while.

  One day has passed. If what he said is true, how many creatures in the city should have been wiped out?

  Are all the monks in Dongzhou going to be the targets of the rest of the eight continents to vent their anger?

  Desperation, a sense of powerlessness emerged in their hearts.

  And some monks gritted their teeth, very sad and angry.

  Since longing for the aura of Dongzhou, can't they coexist peacefully? Why do such tragic things?

   "Ah!" The screams sounded in the newly renamed Tiandao City.

  Many monks were still hesitating, unwilling to hand over the storage bags, and ended up being killed.

   "Didn't you say that you are kind, and you can leave after handing over the storage bag?" A strong man hugged the Taoist partner who was lying in a pool of blood, and shouted in grief.

"I issued such an order, but I can't control how they behave. Who made them suffer for so long!" Tiandaoman smiled, looking at the Dongzhou monks who were dying tragically below, indifferent Move, but find it interesting.

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  (end of this chapter)