Chapter 893 All Saints Arrive

The abyss is as black as ink, so deep and endless that you can't even see what's inside, even if you perfect your Heavenly Eye, you can't do anything about it.

It seems to have split the universe. There are various star debris nearby. They are all huge star remnants. Their size has not changed, but compared with the Great Abyss, they are as dusty.

Chu Feng was walking nearby and felt a strange force calling him, tempting him, and trying to swallow him into the dark and unknown black area.

Many saints came, and the Yin Nine Birds became more than ten feet long. The whole body was covered with crimson clouds, and the blood-colored holy feathers were shining. It looked very gorgeous, but it could only illuminate a limited area, and all the divine brilliance would be sucked away by the abyss. .

Beside him, the old star knight with gray hair and wrinkled face, the executioner of the past, with cold eyes, all stared at Chu Feng from a distance and followed him, but no one dared to get too close to Dayuan.

According to legend, even if you don't go deep, something will easily happen if you are too close to each other. The eight saints did not dare to act rashly!

Further away, the three old saints from the Dream Pure Land have arrived, with solemn expressions. They were about to break through the Eight Saints' obstruction, but people from the Nether Clan, the Spirit Clan, etc. arrived, and four strong men suddenly appeared, wearing cold armor. , holding the sacred weapon, blocking their way, and confronting them here.

"Three fellow Taoists, even if you take action personally, it will be useless. We already have more than a dozen saints here. The comparison of strength is very different. Why not sit down and have a good talk." A member of the Nether Clan showed a faint smile, surrounded by Under the black mist, holding the sacred vessel, he talked with the old saint in the Dream Pure Land.

The saint who came from the spiritual tribe also spoke, with a face like a crown of jade, and silver hair disheveled, calm and calm, and said: "Why do the three fellow Taoists have to stand up for a dead man?"

He was holding a god-turned-blood flag. The red flag was fluttering with all kinds of strange patterns, as if it was about to swallow the soul of a person. This person was standing in front of him.

The implication is obvious, Chu Feng is already a dead man, and no one can save him. Even if Dameng Pure Land fights against them and goes all out, it can't change the outcome.

"How do you know if you haven't fought?!" An old saint from Dameng Pure Land had sharp eyes. Even though his hair was gray and wrinkles accumulated on his face, he still had a strong spirit and didn't want to give up on Chu Feng.

"Hehe..." A terrifying sword appeared in the void, filled with murderous intent, making people feel like falling into an ice cellar, but no one could be seen. The killer who stabbed the sky had arrived.

In an instant, the balance of power changed again. Not to mention the Eight Saints who surrounded Chu Feng, five saints appeared here alone, blocking the three people from Dameng Pure Land.

"I, Dameng Pure Land, will not accept threats!" The old saint of Dameng Pure Land, with his gray hair fluttering, revealed an unyielding fighting spirit.

A bronze spear appeared in his hand, drawing out a cold and faint light, pointing forward. The other two old saints beside him also moved. One held a copper mace, and the other held a five-color pagoda, both of which were sacred weapons. , to fight them to the death.

"You guys are really stubborn. Although Dameng Pure Land is strong, it has not yet ranked among the top ten. Besides, there are only three of you. Do you want to die here?"

An old man with golden hair walked over. He was tall and mighty, holding a golden giant sword. It flashed with cold light and bloomed with mysterious symbols one after another, shocking the scene.

He comes from the Celestial Clan and is an ancient saint who went on a killing spree on the ancient earth and now reappears in the world.

In an instant, there were six saints blocking the way here. They had to deal with the three people from Dameng Pure Land, which would form a two-on-one situation.

"Then let's have a fight!"

The old saint from the Dream Pure Land said in a deep voice, holding a bronze sword, and suddenly waved it, splitting the darkness, shining out with a dazzling brilliance, and the holy power was majestic.

The other two people around him also moved, stepping forward, trying to rush over, approaching Chu Feng, and protecting him to escape.

It's a pity that although they are strong, they can't take advantage at all in this place. There are very powerful saints on the opposite side. The ancient saints from the Celestial Tribe, the Spirit Tribe, and the Stinging Sky Clan are here in person, and they are six against three.

Bang bang bang...

The void collapsed, runes were densely covered, intertwined into pieces, cold weapons stirred up, and the aftermath was just a few remaining steel battleships from the ancient era in extremely remote areas. They were swept into the air, exploded with bangs, or turned into powder. Or evaporate cleanly.

For a moment, several muffled groans were heard, and the three old saints from the Dream Pure Land all staggered backwards. Some were coughing up blood, and their beard and hair were stained red with blood.

Some people were also hit in the arm by a tall and powerful old man from the Celestial Clan. The right arm was almost broken off, with only a layer of skin attached.

There was another person who was hit by the spirit tribe's god-turned-blood banner and the sword that stabbed the sky to kill the saint. Half of his body was covered in blood and flesh, and almost disappeared. It was very miserable.

"Well, no one can save the little devil Chu Feng today. Fellow Taoists, I advise you not to act rashly. You should just stay calm and avoid making mistakes."

The ancient saint of the Celestial Clan sneered and said that he did not believe that anyone else could change the situation of the war and save Chu Feng today, because the universe now respects them.

Saints from all races are dispatched together. If a young man cannot be killed, it will be a joke!

At the edge of the abyss, Chu Fengdong used his fiery eyes to see everything here, and immediately sent a message, saying: "Three seniors, with good intentions, please don't make any more moves. It's just death at worst, don't worry, even if I die, you will still drag me with you." I’m on my way alone, and I’m really grateful that you came to rescue me!”

The three old saints were unwilling to give in. They held weapons and faced these six masters without retreating.

Chi Chi Chi!

At this time, the void opened, and three figures came out, all with misty white mist and hazy chaotic energy. These few people were exceptionally powerful, and they were all rare masters among saints.

The people from the Yaxian Tribe arrived, and an old woman and two old men with almost bald hair arrived. They were both very calm.

"Several fellow Taoists, please join forces with me and fight together to save Wu Samsara!" An old saint from Dameng Pure Land shouted, seeing the arrival of the Yaxian clan, he felt a little hopeful.

However, the three saints of the Yaxian tribe did not move, and they just nodded slightly in greeting.

Whether it is the Celestial Clan, the Spirit Clan, the Thorn Sky Clan, the Mechanical Clan, etc., they all feel their hearts sinking. They are still a little afraid of the Yaxian Clan.

After all, this clan is too powerful. Even if all the masters of this clan have gone to the chaotic universe, they are not something that ordinary people can provoke. If they really want to become hostile, what will happen if they are liquidated by this clan in the future?

"We are all acquaintances, so let's not fight. Let's catch up on old times." The old woman from the Yaxian tribe spoke with a gentle smile.

This made the three old saints of Dameng Pure Land stunned, and then their faces suddenly turned ugly. They realized that the Yaxian tribe's plan was to go through the motions without making any effort!

At this time, the void opened again, and three people walked out, joining hands.

The leader was skinny and bones, with sunken eye sockets and eyes like will-o'-the-wisps, but he exuded such a terrifying aura that would make ordinary saints tremble.

"It turns out we are old friends. Several old friends from the Corpse Clan are here." The old woman from the Yaxian Clan greeted her with a smile and no hostility at all.

When the old saints of Dameng Pure Land heard this, their hearts went cold. They realized that the Yaxian tribe could not count on them.

"Haha, some old friends, I haven't seen each other for many years, but they still have the same style. Speaking of it, it is not easy for us to live to this age. At your age and mine, it is a blessing to be alive." The skinny man of the corpse clan The ancient saint greeted me warmly, as if he was a good friend.

At this time, the void opened again, and two saints from the Xilin tribe arrived. After greeting all parties, they also greeted the saints from the Yaxian tribe. They were not strangers to each other.

At the edge of the great abyss, Chu Feng frowned. Whether it was the Corpse Clan, the Celestial Clan or the Xilin Clan, they were all mortal enemies of the Earth lineage. However, the three saints of the Yaxian Clan didn't care much about it. Instead, they were reminiscing about the past. They didn't care at all. To save him.

"Well, today we are all old friends and friends. There is no need to fight or kill each other. Let's just talk about the past here." An old man from the Yaxian tribe expressed his position. His head was bald with only dozens of hairs left. The face also looks like dried orange peel, with wrinkles all over it.

All parties nodded and showed strange expressions, understanding their thoughts. They were just "confronting" here and would not take action. This is the best!

All the tribes understood what they meant. If Chu Feng was in trouble and the Yaxian tribe didn't come to rescue him, he would be looked down upon by the evolvers from all over the universe. But now that people are here, they won't fight?

The three old saints of Dameng Pure Land were very disappointed. They held weapons and showed fighting spirit.

"boom!"

The Corpse Clan, the Celestial Clan, the Xilin Clan, etc. have joined forces to spread the holy power. It is naturally not difficult for the eleven saints here to suppress the three of them.

"Why bother with the three Taoist friends of Dameng Pure Land? How can you three change the overall situation? I think let's forget it. I brought some good tea. How about we sit down and drink tea while reminiscing about the past?"

The old man of the Corpse Clan spoke with a faint smile. Everything was under control. Even the Yaxian Clan had no intention of taking action. It was expected that there would be no trouble in the Dream Pure Land!

"Haha, there are some unsightly guys coming from a distance, I'm going to warn them!" the ancient saint of the Corpse Clan said, and then looked at the three people of the Yaxian Clan, and said: "Three old friends, I'll excuse you for now, and I'll talk to you later. Reminiscing about old times!”

The three old men of the Yaxian tribe nodded and smiled, and an old man said: "Old friend, go and have a good chat later!"

Next to them, the three old saints from Dameng Pure Land were livid. They knew that the Yaxian tribe would not take action, and it was really just a show.

However, they also had an idea in their hearts. If Chu Feng could survive this catastrophe after today, then there would really be only one Chu Feng in the world, and there would be no Wu Lun Samsara who was too close to the Yaxian clan!

For a moment, they had some expectations in their hearts. They would try their best to save Chu Feng today and let him live. This might completely change the situation in the future.

However, they sighed again, it was too difficult, even if the three of them died here, they would probably not be able to succeed.