My Girlfriend From Turquoise Pond Requests My Help After My Millennium Seclusion Chapter 553

Chapter 553: A Thousand Years Of Seclusion

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Mo Zhengdong walked out.

It was as if lightning had streaked across the horizon. Thousands of lightning covered the sky and earth, even covering the blood-red sea.

Ina breath's time, he landed above the devils.

The power of lightning went straight for the center, targeting the person inside.

Boom!

Demonic energy erupted from the devils. It crashed into the lightning, drowning it.

Splash!

The black figure shot into the sky like a black light, illuminating the earth.

The Devil Ancestor stood in the air in black armor, facing Mo Zhengdong in the lightning.

“You guys just have a single Dao Immortal?” The Devil Ancestor said disdainfully.

“Are you looking down on us too much, or did Kunlun send you here to die?”

“We definitely have more than one, but there can only be one who can deal with you. Kunlun has very few people.

As for the other Dao Immortals, let me do it.” An old man walked out from the Seventh Summit.

Unlike the others, he walked on the ground, approaching the Devil Race step by step.

He was the Seventh Summit's Summit Leader, Qi Xun.

“The people of Kunlun are as arrogant as ever.” Six figures from the Underground's Devil Race walked out.

Qi Xun smiled and sighed helplessly. “Junior Sister Miao Yue, you have to watch my side.”

'The Kunlun Array Formation was omnipotent. Miao Yue stood within it, controlling everything and providing support in all directions.

“Alright, Senior Brother Qi.” Miao Yue's voice was heard.

Then, the power of the Seventh Summit was augmented on Qi Xun.

'Mo Zhengdong took a step forward and attacked.

Boom!

The battle between Dao Immortals was triggered.

Devils of all realms attacked Kunlun at the same time.

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“Kill!”

Not only this side, but the Demon Race was also surging like waves as the Giant Spirit Race trampled the earth.

After everyone in Kunlun was augmented by Kunlun, they took out their Dharma treasures and charged towards the other party.

Boom!

Power flowed, saber lights and sword shadows, and killing intent soared into the sky.

Explosions rang out in all directions.

Outside Kunlun, the mountains were shattered, the rivers cut off, and the vitality was no longer the same as before. A destructive power covered everything.

The youth and Hong Ya were also in the crowd. Their enemies were all True Immortals, blood scattering around them.

Some belonged to them, while others belonged to the enemy.

The innkeeper looked at Qi Xun and reinforced him at the last moment.

'The demons targeted the First, Second, and Third Summits. The Giant Spirit Race targeted the Fourth, Sixth, and Eighth Summits.

There were only two people dealing with the Devil Race. Even with the support of the array formation, it was difficult for them to hold on.

“Qi Xun, it's not that we look down on you. You became famous when you were young. Not only are you old now, you're also fighting against six people alone.

No matter how strong you are, you will die by our hands.” The devils did not hold back.

If they wanted to kill, they had to kill. They had to kill the enemy in front of them in the shortest time possible.

The six of them joined forces and surged towards Qi Xun.

Boom!

Qi Xun kept defending and trying to counterattack. However, no matter what he did, he was suppressed and forced back by the six of them.

Boom!

'A Daoist spell struck Qi Xun's arm, which exploded.

Bang!

The demonic consciousness slashed Qi Xun's waist, cutting him into two.

Aheavy blow landed. Boom!

Qi Xun was killed on the spot.

After killing Qi Xun, the six of them frowned.

“Retreat!”

The six of them felt that something was wrong at the same time. At this moment, two attacks arrived!

The six of them didn't hesitate to join forces and counterattack.

Boom!

The surroundings instantly shattered like a mirror.

Whoosh!

At this moment, two old men walked out from behind the mirror to face the six devils.

'They were the innkeeper and Qi Xun of the Seventh Summit.

“”Catoptric Deflection?” Someone cried out.

“Otherwise, would I be killed so easily by you? I won't die even if two or three of you don't die. Just remember this,” Qi Xun reminded kindly.

“Wherever I am, everything might be fake, including your companions.” The innkeeper smiled.

“Hmph!” The middle-aged devil sneered.

“There is indeed a difference between Dao Immortals, but do you really think that our Underground Devil Race is made of paper?

The two of you will definitely die in this battle.”

The battle continued.

Thoughts and blood energies were gathering.

In the Jade Pool, Ao Longyu looked outside Kunlun. She saw something falling from the sky.

She also saw something gathering in the sky above Kunlun.

She couldn't understand it, but she knew that the main purpose of the Kunlun battle was to trigger these things.

Something called a fortuitous opportunity.

Kunlun was different from other places. It connected to the Heaven Realm and reached the Netherworld.

It was the connection point of the Three Realms. It was the beginning and the end.

These were condensed with flesh and blood of powerhouses. The more tragic the battle, the faster these things could be condensed.

But no one knew how much longer it would take.

'The Jade Pool's power was supporting Kunlun and suppressing the First Summit.

She felt an endless stream of energy in the Jade Pool, as if the world was struggling to survive, wanting to provide help through the Jade Pool.

The power of the Jade Pool did not cover the Ninth Summit of Kunlun. There was the aura of the Netherworld there, and there were also people trying to come out from the entrance of the Netherworld.

“Junior Brother,” Ao Longyu whispered.

The Ninth Summit.

Mo Zhengdong had no choice but to walk out, but the entrance to the Netherworld was not stable.

He would not be able to rush out of the Netherworld Entrance anytime soon.

However, there were Celestial Immortals below the Dao Immortal Realm, which was why a few Celestial Immortals had come to Kunlun to guard the Ninth Summit to prevent the Netherworld experts from crawling out.

It was two middle-aged men and a beautiful woman.

They waited quietly.

Occasionally, they would look outside Kunlun. They also wanted to go out and kill everyone.

Unfortunately, they couldn't.

They did not speak and only waited.

They were very curious as they had never seen the disciple from the Ninth Summit.

His attainments in array formations were astonishing. If he came out at this time to join forces with them, it would be much easier for them to face the Netherworld.

They had asked the summit leaders, but they did not get an answer.

It was as if none of the summit leaders wanted to mention this person.

They had no idea why.

Perhaps there were other hidden troubles.

“The array formations here are really wonderful.” The sword-wielding man could not help but sigh.

“That's right,” the Daoist-robed man agreed casually.

“Iknow some array formations, but I can't activate them.” The only woman sighed.

The three of them stood far away from the Netherworld Cave, waiting.

In the courtyard of the Ninth Summit, the wind blew against the flowers.

The Udumbara Flower swayed with the wind.

This place was as calm as ever, and nothing extraordinary had ever happened.

Inside the house, Jiang Lan closed his eyes and cultivated.

He closed his eyes tightly, feeling the gift of the Ancient Imperial Palace and his position in the mortal world.

This position could allow him to break through the mist of the mortal world, break open the chains of the mortal world, and look towards the path of becoming a sage.

The road was ahead.

He could see it, but he couldn't see the end of it. He couldn't see the holy throne.

After being in seclusion for decades, his eyesight has become higher and his path had become clearer.

He had looked far, far down this path, but he could not see its end.

The other holy throne seemed insignificant on this path.

However, he still couldn't see the end. It was too far away, making him wonder if there was really a holy throne at the end.

He maintained his calm and continued forward.

This path was extremely weak. Walking on the road was like walking on thin ice. If one was careless, this path would be crushed.

He advanced step by step, not knowing the passage of time or the changes.

Even when the Ancient Imperial Palace's gifts were exhausted, he still couldn't see the end.

Sometimes, he would wonder what kind of path this was.

If there was a holy throne, what kind of holy throne would it be?

It was another long journey. The gifts had been exhausted. He was relying on himself.

Although his pace was slow, he was still advancing steadily and orderly.

Slowly, light appeared on the dark road.

It was not the light on the road, but the light that seeped out from his body. It was his Dao, his will illuminating his surroundings.

This time, he sensed something and quickened his pace.

The further he went, the stronger the light on his body became.

Not long after, or perhaps long after, he stopped.

There was a fruit ahead, and within the fruit was an endless world.

It encompassed everything and condensed all energy.

This was a power that belonged outside the Grand Desolate World.

This power belonged to him, if he could pluck the fruit.

“can see the end now, but—”

Jiang Lan looked at the fruit. He understood that he had seen the holy throne of the number one sage and that the path was ahead.

However, he couldn't walk over. This path still needed an opportunity.

Jiang Lan's gaze left the holy throne and began to look towards the great wastelands, searching for the final opportunity.

His gaze came to the Four Seas. He saw a Sea Eye appear in the sea, and monsters were crawling out from it.

And above the Sea Eye, countless dragons were fighting with the monsters. The bodies of the dragons slowly filled the sea eye, forcing the monsters to be unable to climb out.

The Eighth Prince was covered in injuries. He held the heavenly saber in his hand, which was covered in blood.

Because he knew the Dragon Saber Art, the burden of the Dragon Race was on him.

Everyone could fall, but not him.

He bumed his dragon blood, continuously brandishing his heavenly blade.

Only by brandishing his heavenly blade could he mobilize the Dragon Race's battle blood, making their blood boil and their fighting spirit unparalleled.

Jiang Lan looked at them. In the end, he shifted his gaze towards the Eastern Wastelands, the core of the great earth.

The body of the Qilin Race member lay in the crack, stabilizing the ground.

By using her body to repair it, she could block the power of the earth.

As Yan Xiyun walked in the core of the land, her body was dissipating bit by bit as the core of the land was stabilizing bit by bit.

Yan Xiyun was smiling, as if she was seeing her good friend safe and sound.

A moment later, Jiang Lan saw Qing Mu. Qing Mu was brandishing his fists as he fought against the vicious beasts of the Grand Desolate World.

Sounds of thunder could be heard wherever his fists went.

However, the injuries on his body increased, and his blood was almost dry.

“Twant to be the number one fist expert of the Grand Desolate World. In the future, I want to become the Fist God of Ba Country.”

Qing Mu's voice spread in all directions.

His gaze wandered. The Heavenly Feather Phoenix Race was chasing the heavenly fire from the sky. They were decreasing in number bit by bit. On the ground, the Magus Immortals of Mount Numinous were transforming their vitality into vitality on the wastelands for the living beings to recuperate.

Then, he looked towards the four extremes of heaven and earth. He saw that the Heavenly Human Race was close to the sky, close to the blood-red sea. They were the only race in the great wastelands that could resist the collapsing negative energy.

Now, the Treefront Village was no longer the same as before. Only the Heavenly Human Race could do this.

'There were countless cracks in the four extremes of heaven and earth, making it difficult for them to support the blood-red sky.

The people of the Heavenly Human Race then merged into it to support the collapsing four extremities and delay the descent of the blood red sky.

As he looked at the summit of the four extremities, Jiang Lan and Heavenly Human Yunxiao exchanged a glance.

The other party smiled and did not say a word.

Jiang Lan retracted his gaze and looked at the entire Grand Desolate World.

The four extremes were crippled, the nine provinces were split apart, the heavens were not covered by his shoulders, the earth was not supported by his will, the flames were endless and the seas were restless.

'There was a huge cave in the sky, and the earth had collapsed. All living things lived in it, and being able to live in peace was not because the heavens pitied them, but because there were people carrying heavy burdens.

Jiang Lan retracted his gaze and looked towards Kunlun.

There was a wave of power here. The ground shattered and everything disintegrated.

High in the sky, there were Dao Immortal cultivators fighting. Below them were Celestial Immortals, True Immortals, Human Immortals, and even those below the Human Immortal Realm.

Blood splattered across the ground.

Occasionally, he would see his Senior Sisters and Senior Brothers bleeding and falling.

And on Kunlun, there was a force condensing the opportunities of heaven and earth, gathering all the gifts from the Heaven Realm.

The Ancient Imperial Palace had completely fallen and the collapsing sea of blood headed towards the great wastelands.

There were figures and sages inside.

It was filled with distortion, disorder, and destruction.

Jiang Lan could clearly feel that even if he became a sage, it was useless.

He could only do the same as the old Ancient Imperial Palace and stall for time.

To allow the Grand Desolate World to struggle at death's door.

At that time, there would no longer be any sages.

Jiang Lan glanced at the Jade Pool but didn't look at it in the end.

He retracted his gaze, but when he returned, his gaze suddenly stopped on the vegetative egg for a moment.

Only then did he fall completely silent.

“Give me some more time to find that last opportunity.”

Jiang Lan fell silent.

He wanted to find the last opportunity.

'When the opportunity appeared, he could become a sage.

Three years passed in a flash.

The battle outside was still erupting incessantly. Kunlun was at a disadvantage since it was up against three factions at once, but with the Kunlun Array Formation and the Jade Pool's power.

It would take quite some time for them to break into Kunlun.

More than half of Kunlun were dead or injured.

Only a third of the Demon Race, Underground's Devils, and Giant Spirit Race had died.

However, one of the Dao Immortals from the three races had fallen.

This was Kunlun's current advantage.

'The Demon Race's Di Jing looked up at the sky as the sea of blood continued to press down. There was still the last line of defense left by the four extremes of heaven and earth.

They had to flatten Kunlun at this time so that they could instantly condense countless opportunities.

Otherwise, the other option was to let Kunlun destroy all three of them.

In short, someone had to die.

To them, breaking through Kunlun meant that they could establish the sage path. To Kunlun, destroying them would allow itself to condense the path ahead.

No one would hold back.

Only with extreme mental strength could one attract fortuitous opportunities. Only with the call of blood and flesh could one obtain opportunities.

So.

Please die, my enemies.

Di Jing brandished his saber. “Kill!”

“In a few years, Kunlun will be deserted.”

'There was sorrow in the eyes of the beautiful woman who stayed behind to guard the Ninth Summit.

Boom!

Suddenly, a sound came from the Netherworld Cave.

“They're here. We have to hold on even if we have to die,” said Luo Chao.

Boom!

Power flowed through the Netherworld Cave as the array formation glowed brightly.

Boom!

The rumbling continued for three days before the Netherworld Cave exploded with a bang.

Three Celestial Immortals rushed out.

The three Celestial Immortals charged out. Although Luo Chao and company were surprised, they still responded immediately.

“There's something wrong with three of them rushing out at once. Let's finish them off as soon as possible and guard this place,” Luo Chao shouted.

Boom!

The six of them fought.

Hu!

They continued attacking, their Daoist spells sweeping through the Ninth Summit.

These three Celestial Immortals were strong to the point they did not seem like Celestial Immortals.

'They forced Luo Chao and the other two into the peach blossom forest and swept across it with their power.

They had broken through the array formation here.

“No, this is not the power of a Celestial Immortal.” Min Xuan was shocked.

Bang!

She was struck down into the peach blossom forest. The ground collapsed and the maze collapsed.

'The power destroyed everything here.

Boom!

The trees collapsed and the flowers withered.

Hu!

An attack landed on the edge of the Udumbara Flower, and half of the leaves belonging to the Udumbara Flower disintegrated.

After the leaves disintegrated, the Udumbara Flower suddenly emitted a faint light.

“Hahaha!”

“Three mere Celestial Immortals are not worthy of blocking me.” The three Netherworld experts stood together and began to fuse.

“You didn't expect this, did you? I can split and fuse.

Let the agreement go to hell. Today, I will overturn this place.”

The aura of a Dao Immortal appeared. The Netherworld expert looked at the house in front of him and realized that there seemed to be a person inside. He waved his hand.

“ant, how annoying.”

Luo Chao and the others wanted to stop him, but they were no match for him.

'They did not expect someone to be here.

'Was he the only disciple of the Ninth Summit?

But why was he hiding here?

No matter what, they wanted to save him, but it was useless.

“Are you even worthy of saving people?” The Netherworld Dao Immortal sneered.

Luo Chao and the others were furious, but there was indeed nothing they could do.

However, they realized that the palm that was about to land suddenly stopped in midair.

It was as if something had blocked this palm.

At the same time, the vegetative egg that had been placed in the flower pot suddenly opened its eyes. Its eyes were filled with the mysteries of heaven and earth as it roared.

“Get lost!”

Boom!

'An overwhelming power gushed out.

The attack shattered on the spot.

Not only that, this furious roar forced back the Netherworld Dao Immortal, as well as Luo Chao and the other two.

Everyone was shocked. When did there exist other Dao Immortals here?

However, what was even more shocking was that an angry roar spread throughout the Ninth Summit.

“How dare you! Who dares to barge into my master's seclusion area?”

An impudent voice rumbled like the wrath of the Heavenly Dao.

It shattered everything..

Chapter end

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