Chapter 680 Swallowing the Divine Mountain

The vortex turned into a black hole that swallowed everything. The huge Buzhou Mountain was twisted and deformed in the terrible spatial turbulence and was dragged into the black hole bit by bit.

The purple dragon circled in the sky, making earth-shaking roars. Chu Ziyan and Leng Wushuang desperately covered their ears to resist the terrible sound waves.

But even so, the Zhenyuan barrier in front of them was instantly broken. The sound waves hit them and they were pushed out for dozens of miles. Both of them vomited blood and their breath was weak.

"What is this?" Even Chu Ziyan, who was familiar with Han Xu, had never seen this purple dragon. The sound waves generated by the roar alone injured two masters of the Creation Realm. The strength was simply terrible.

Leng Wushuang's pretty face was pale, and she looked at the scene in front of her in horror. The black hole kept swallowing, and Buzhou Mountain seemed to feel the threat and vibrated violently, as if to resist. As Buzhou Mountain trembled, the entire space was overwhelmed, and huge space cracks crossed the sky, as if to collapse.

Han Xu stood in front of Buzhou Mountain. Although his body was so small that it could be ignored in front of the huge mountain, the aura he exuded at this moment was like the brightest light in the dark night, which made it impossible to ignore.

Buzhou Mountain's resistance seemed to have angered the purple dragon in the sky. The dragon released a terrible pressure, covering the entire Buzhou Mountain.

After a while, the mountain was actually quiet. Even everyone felt a humble emotion of begging for mercy from the mountain.

"That purple dragon is a divine weapon, and it is a very high-grade divine weapon." Leng Wushuang said tremblingly. Only a divine weapon can break the mountain from the divine world.

"What kind of person is he?" Leng Wushuang looked at Han Xu's back and found that whenever she felt that she knew Han Xu well enough, Han Xu could always give her a bigger shock.

The artifact, that is something that even the Supreme Master would go crazy for, unexpectedly appeared in Han Xu's hands, and the artifact can be used by him. Leng Wushuang wondered if Kunlun had known that Han Xu had so many trump cards, would he dare to make the same choice.

Under the pressure of the purple dragon, the sacred mountain quickly twisted and shrank, and then swallowed into the black hole, leaving no trace.

The sacred mountain that even the Supreme Master was helpless against just disappeared like this. This was enough to shock the entire upper world. Only Chu Ziyan and Leng Wushuang could witness it with their own eyes.

The sacred mountain disappeared, and the purple dragon turned into a dragon roar with its head raised, and then turned into purple light and sank into Han Xu's right arm, and turned into a purple dragon tattoo again on his arm.

"Brother, you come and go as you please, without even giving me an explanation?" Han Xu used his spiritual sense to send a message to Ziwei Soft Sword, "Where did you take the Divine Mountain?"

"Swallowed!"

Han Xu was stunned. He thought that Ziwei Divine Sword would ignore him as usual, but he didn't expect that it would respond this time.

"You finally agreed to me." Han Xu said quickly, "Why did you swallow the Divine Mountain? It's the Divine Mountain, the Divine Mountain!"

"Buzhou Mountain can heal my injuries." Ziwei Soft Sword said, "Don't be complacent. If it weren't for the demon blood in your body, I wouldn't bother to help you. But remember, there will be no next time. Now I want to refine Buzhou Mountain. Don't bother me."

After that, there was no more sound, but Han Xu also got a lot of useful information from the short conversation.

First, Ziwei Soft Sword is much more powerful than Buzhou Mountain.

Second, Ziwei Soft Sword has injuries like Buzhou Mountain, but it can be restored through Buzhou Mountain.

Third, the Ziwei soft sword is related to the demon race. He was willing to talk to Han Xu because he felt the demon king bloodline in Han Xu's body. Moreover, Han Xu felt a strong demon aura from the purple dragon that the Ziwei divine sword had just transformed into, which was more noble than his demon king bloodline.

After everything calmed down, Chu Ziyan and Leng Wushuang flew over. The two did not ask much, especially Leng Wushuang. She knew that what she had just seen must be Han Xu's deepest secrets. No matter how curious she was, she had to suppress it in her heart.

At the same time, she felt happy in her heart. Such an important secret was revealed by Han Xu in front of her. This means that Han Xu did not regard her as an outsider at all and had enough trust.

If Han Xu knew her reasoning, he would think that she really misunderstood. Even Han Xu himself did not expect such a momentum just now. His original idea was just to use the Ziwei soft sword to smash through the cracks of Buzhou Mountain and artificially dig a passage.

I just didn't expect the Ziwei soft sword to be so powerful that it actually swallowed up the entire sacred mountain.

Han Xu was still worried that if Leng Wushuang asked, he would have to make up some reason to explain it, but fortunately, Leng Wushuang didn't mention it at all, which made Han Xu praise her for her understanding.

Chu Ziyan's attention was quickly attracted by the huge bronze door. At this time, the light on the huge bronze door was flowing, and a burst of ancient and wild air burst out, as if something was about to break out of the door.

At the same time, on the other side of the huge bronze door, there was a gray space, no sunshine, no rain, no wind, rain, thunder and lightning, except for a little thin and dispensable spiritual energy, it was dead silent.

But in such a dead silent space, there are pavilions and towers, scattered in an orderly manner. Judging from the layout and form of the buildings, although it is now dilapidated, it must have experienced a period of prosperity and glory.

In a dark hall, hundreds of people gathered together, each of them was full of expectations in their eyes, and their gray pupils seemed to have a long-lost brilliance.

They all looked up at the sky, which was covered with gray clouds. The sky should have been calm, but today something strange happened.

The gray clouds that had not moved for thousands of years seemed to be stirred wildly by a huge force.

"Father, someone should be breaking the seal." In the study room behind the hall, a young man was saying to a middle-aged man.

"It should be Chu Ziyan who is back."

"Chu Ziyan?" the young man said, "How many years has he been gone? How come he is back so soon?"

"Maybe he found a strong man to help him, otherwise why is he the only one who came back to break the seal in thousands of years?"

"If he succeeds, how can we explain it when he comes back?"

"What are you worried about? The Hidden Gate is already our Long family's. What can Chu Ziyan do even if he comes back?

However, if he can really break the seal, we should thank him very much. In this way, our Long family will have the opportunity to dominate the world."

"I understand, my child." The young man bowed and was about to retreat, but the middle-aged man shouted again, "Long Ao, you should confirm it again while the seal is not completely broken. Make sure that what happened in the past will never surface."

"Got it, father."

In an inconspicuous little shabby house far away from the main hall, a little girl stared at the sky with big round eyes.

"Is my brother coming back?"