out of time

Chapter 519 Immortal Forbidden Land
On the earth, those who can stand in front of this group of cultivators of a hundred battles are Lingzang sword bearers. As the middle level of the sword holding palace, they are the heads of the squadrons of each army during the war.

After hundreds of battles, none of them were ordinary people. Even if they were scattered into other legions later, they were quickly recognized by their own decisive kills and bravery.

But after going through so much, there are many people who recognize them, but there are very few who may be recognized by them.

Not only do you need your own people, but you also need to have great achievements and an identity that makes them respect.

Xu Qing has credit, Kong Xianglong has status.

This is why they must stand here by default.

At this moment, Xu Qing and Kong Xianglong, after staring at each other with their comrades in arms around them, fell silent to each other and set their eyes on the deep pit in front of them.

The pit was pitch black and bottomless.

The heterogeneity here is obviously more concentrated, but when approaching Xu Qing's place, his body instinctively feels comfortable, as if it can absorb it.

Xu Qing's eyes froze. He knew that his body had been transformed by the fingers of the gods, but now was not the time to search. There are many strong people here, and he didn't want to expose it.

So instead of absorbing it, it radiated the power of Ding Yi San Er Tiangong, forming a certain degree of isolation.

The crying and wailing of all living beings is also more intense here. At the same time as it shocks the mind, there are scattered sword bearers in the distance, coming one after another.

Qingqiu and Ning Yan are among them.

And the captain.

It's just that the arrival of the three of them didn't make way for the sword holders here. Qingqiu and Ning Yan could only stand on the outside, and the captain didn't pay attention to these things. He greeted the people around him and moved forward.

Those expressionless Cultivators of Hundred Battles, in the captain's place, also had a hard time getting emotional, and they all smiled wryly.

They were very impressed with Chen Erniu.

In the past few months on the front line, Chen Erniu's reputation is not small. After all, he likes to make friends. Almost everyone who survived has seen him.

Especially when he served for a period of time, he went to the battlefield to carry corpses during the interval between wars, and some seriously injured and comatose people were also rescued by him.

"Brother, Rang Rang, I want to go over."

"Haha, Lao Cao, don't think that because you have a high cultivation base, you can prevent me from passing. I dragged you out of the pile of dead people at that time. You forgot that I was the one who stuffed your intestines back for you at that time."

"Xiao Lizi, your arms are growing slowly. I'll get you some medicine later. I have experience."

The captain went all the way smoothly, and successfully opened a path in the crowd, walked to Xu Qing and Kong Xianglong, and even greeted other Lingzang sword holders familiarly.

Like Xu Qing and Kong Xianglong, the Lingzang sword holders standing in front all had strange expressions after seeing the captain. Some of them were also recited by Chen Erniu, and almost every one of them had I ate the meat sent by Chen Erniu.

Kong Xianglong rolled his eyelids. Although his perception of Chen Erniu had changed after everyone became comrades-in-arms, his inherent impression still made him a little uncomfortable.

The captain didn't care about these things, and after going up to greet everyone, he put his arm around Kong Xianglong's shoulders, and when Kong Xianglong tried his best to restrain himself and didn't shake off, the captain smiled.

"Old Kong, what expression do you have? Why do you see me impatient? Don't forget that I recited Shanhezi!"

Kong Xianglong was silent and did not speak.

Seeing this, the captain felt complacent, put his arms around Xu Qing again, winked, and then whispered.

"Have you seen the old man? I haven't found him these days, so he won't escape, right? We lied to him once, and he plans to lie to us again?"

After the voice transmission, the team leader looked around, looking for Master.

Xu Qing was also surprised from the bottom of his heart, he also secretly searched around on the way here, but found no trace of Master.

Just when the small army formed by the Hundred Battles had some emotional fluctuations due to the arrival of the captain alone, in the sky, the Seventh Prince and the high-level officials of the county descended to heaven and earth.

The seventh prince in a yellow robe has long flowing hair, an extraordinary appearance, slender eyes, and a noble aura that has transformed into an imaginary dragon permeating his whole body. He is accompanied by the Prime Minister of the County, the Commander of the Three Palaces, the Deputy Palace Master, and many generals.

One of them was wearing blood-colored armor and a ferocious helmet. He couldn't see clearly, but he could only see a pair of cold eyes. He stood there, bursts of bloody aura rising.

The arrival of this group of people made all directions solidified, and even the heterogeneity of the prison division's deep pit was suppressed, and the roaring sound came to a halt.

When everyone was watching, the Seventh Prince's gaze fell to the ground.

Surrounding the deep pit at this moment are not only the sword bearers of Fenghai County, but also the soldiers of the Imperial Capital and other monks from the two palaces.

They are the first batch of entrants arranged.

After sweeping his gaze, the Seventh Prince spoke calmly.

"The Immortal Forbidden Land is related to the battlefield of the human race, and the matter is of great importance."

"You are the first batch of entrants, and you are all heroes of our clan. You are ordered to open up an area within four days, clear the evil spirits, and provide conditions for the second batch of entrants."

"When the second batch of entrants arrives, you can evacuate and return."

"This is your task."

"Master Blood Nightmare."

The Seventh Prince's voice was deep and echoed in all directions. The figure in the blood-colored armor beside him stepped forward upon hearing the words, knelt down in front of the Seventh Prince, and spoke in a low voice.

"I am humble!"

The seventh prince took the sword and handed it to the kneeling blood shadow in front of him.

"I wish you the best of luck."

"Thank you, Your Highness!" Blood Nightmare uttered a serious voice, took the sword with both hands, then stood up, looked at the ground, his voice echoed like a cold wind.

"The Immortal Forbidden Land, open!"

As his words came out, a huge roar came from the bottom of the deep pit where the prison director was located.

Because of the astonishing depth, the sound reverberates endlessly when it is transmitted, and the fluctuations spread even more across the land.

The entire ground was trembling, and even a lot of mountains in the distance began to collapse due to the fluctuation that seemed to be turning over like an earth dragon.

Looking around, cracks appeared in the land with a radius of tens of thousands of miles, and bursts of blue smoke rose. For a while, the sun and the moon were dark, and the sky and the earth were dark.

And the source of all this, in the deep pit of the jailer, as if the gate of hell was opened, the heterogeneity was released with unprecedented intensity, soaring into the sky, and rolling densely around.

Although there are formations prepared in advance, which are constantly operating to purify the four directions, it is still difficult to dispel the heterogeneity that has accumulated for endless years.

However, since the Seventh Prince proposed to open the Immortal Forbidden, he naturally had a lot of preparations, so a large number of soldiers arrived soon, and each of them was tied with some fist-sized cages.

The cage was opened here, and figures bound by chains flew out of it, turning into the size of ordinary people.

They are all prisoners of the Shenglan tribe.

These prisoners of war were obviously planted with some special things. After appearing at this moment, they looked terrified and were thrown into the heterogeneity. Their bodies seemed to turn into black holes, and they began to absorb the heterogeneity crazily.

In the blink of an eye, monks from the Shenglan clan uttered extremely shrill and tragic screams.

Under the special things planted in their bodies, they did not collapse, but alienated one after another. After becoming mindless beasts, they were dragged back by the chains by the monks of the imperial capital, and they were sealed in the cage again.

Batch after batch.

This scene caused many people around to watch, their hearts trembled violently.

And from the beginning to the end, the Seventh Prince in mid-air remained expressionless, until more than 200 million prisoners of war were thrown into the heterogeneity, and after they were all turned into alien beasts, the heterogeneity released from the deep pit finally dissipated Eighty-nine percent.

"Send these 200 million alienated soldiers to the battlefield, throw them on the front line of the Shenglan tribe, and give them a small gift."

"Then send the remaining prisoners of war here one after another, and let them absorb them every day."

"We must ensure that the heterogeneity of this place does not affect our human race, Fenghai County."

The Seventh Prince spoke lightly, and after finishing speaking, he turned and looked at the people behind him.

"So, okay?"

The magistrate was silent, the deputy lord of the third palace bowed his head, and all the others acquiesced.

All races in the four directions are trembling with fear at this moment, and all of them look respectful.

"Then, the first group of people, let's go in." After the seventh prince finished speaking, he turned and left while being greeted by everyone around him.

Juncheng and Commander-in-Chief Sangong stood in the sky and did not follow. They were responsible for external security and response.

As for the person in charge of the search, it was the Blood Nightmare Marshal, so under his arrangement, a group of people came out one after another.

In addition to the legion below, there are four deacons who entered the deep pit from the Palace of Holding Swords.

Among these four, apart from Taoist Sinan and Deacon Sun, the other two are from the Seventh Prince's command who follow the army and carry swords, and their cultivation is also at the second level of Guixu.

There are also Silu Palace and Fengxing Palace, which are also led by their respective deacons.

As they flew towards the deep pit, under orders one after another, all the cultivators on the ground, including the soldiers of the imperial capital, began to enter the Immortal Forbidden Land one after another.

The Sword-holding Palace Legion that Xu Qing belonged to also started.

Soon, tens of thousands of monks stepped into the huge pit. When the figure of the blood nightmare commander disappeared behind the pit, the formation here shone brightly, and more imperial capitals Sergeant, activated countless formations.

Covered layer by layer, making this place impenetrable.

At the same time, in the deep pit, figures of monks roared forward in batches.

The vanguard is at the forefront, responsible for exploration, and every time it sinks a certain area, it is confirmed that there is no problem, and people will come from the rear one after another, and everything is orderly.

The further you go down, the heavier the cold air and the thicker the heterogeneity.

After a long while, when it finally reached the bottom, Xu Qing saw there, there was a huge stone cone formation that exuded an ancient meaning.

Huge stone pillars engraved with complex runes stand here one after another, and each one is the hub core of the formation.

But now the center of the formation has collapsed, and surrounded by a large number of stones on the edge, there is an irregular large hole.

Following the hole, one can see that there seems to be a world below.

There is the Immortal Forbidden Land, and it is also one of the 36 palaces of the ancient emperor Xuanyou.

It was not originally underground, but was buried in the abyss due to changes in the earth's crust and the seal of the human race.

When Xu Qing glanced away, the captain beside him was also looking at him, and there were people arriving one after another at this moment, including Qingqiu and Ning Yan.

After noticing Ning Yan, the captain was very happy, ran over and put his arms around Ning Yan's neck, and dragged him to Xu Qing's side, then his eyes lit up, but he tried his best to put on a sincere look.

"Xiao Ningning, I miss you all the time, do you miss me?"

Ning Yan raised his head and glanced at the captain, with a half-smile, he spoke slowly.

"I do not miss you."

At the same time, in a private house in the county capital, Ning Yan opened his eyes in a daze, his eyes were a little dazed, and after looking around, his eyes suddenly widened and he rushed out.

After reaching the edge of the county capital at the fastest speed, he looked down and found that there were many formations and not many people were there, so he wailed in his heart.

"It's over, how could I fall asleep, this can't be done."

"I also want to go to the Immortal Forbidden City, this, this, this...what to do."

Ning Yan wept, looked around, and hurried back, fearing that someone would find out that he had become a deserter for no reason. On the way back, Ning Yan gradually discovered a terrible thing.

That is... He seems to have lost his identity, lost his name, and lost the trace of his existence.

This sounds abstruse, but to put it simply, people who were familiar with him would not remember his name or identity when they saw him, and treat him as a stranger.

It was as if his identity, his name, had been taken away.

"Divinity!!"

This realization made Ning Yan tremble again. There was a vague voice in his mind telling him to find a place to hide. After a few days, everything would recover naturally.

(End of this chapter)