Chapter 642 I am the divine tiger under Emperor Zhongtian
The world of cultivating immortals, the Xuantian spiritual world.
Near the Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain in the middle of Qinghuan Continent, there is a prestigious forbidden place of death called the Fallen Immortal Valley.
It is said that this is an ancient battlefield that existed hundreds of thousands of years ago. Immortals died fighting here, which resulted in an extremely powerful restriction covering thousands of miles. Throughout the ages, countless monks have ventured into it and died in it, but there are also monks. He obtained the treasure from the Fallen Immortal Valley, and since then he has soared into the sky, and his cultivation has improved by leaps and bounds.
Every nine hundred and ninety-nine years, the restrictions in the Fallen Immortal Valley will usher in a period of weakness.
At that time, many monks would take the opportunity to enter this place, hoping to find the valuable treasure left by the immortal.
But unfortunately, there are countless monks who enter the Fallen Immortal Valley every time, but there are very few who successfully come back alive.
Now, it has reached the once-in-a-millennium period of weakness in the ban in the Fallen Immortal Valley, and many powerful forces from the surrounding areas have arrived, intending to get a piece of the pie.
Countless streams of light emerged from the horizon, and various high-level masters who were rarely seen appeared one after another. The terrifying aura enveloped thousands of miles around, stirring, communicating, and testing each other.
Among these people, some are heads of major sects and supreme elders.
Some are powerful ancestors who were once prominent among the major immortal clans, but have now faded out of the world of immortality.
There are also some that seem nameless, but even the powerful old monsters are afraid of them...
No matter what your identity is, whether you are famous or not, the aura you exude will never be fake.
Almost all of those who are qualified to emit their own aura are at least beyond the tribulation stage.
Before the opening of the Fallen Immortal Valley, these old monsters in the Tribulation Period communicated with their spiritual consciousness as if no one else was around, and divided the qualifications to enter the forbidden land of the Fallen Immortal Valley through various profit transactions.
As for those low-level monks who are like ants, they will naturally not take them seriously.
Many monks without a backer were afraid and voluntarily withdrew from the competition for the secret realm.
But there are still some low-level monks who stay, hoping for luck, trying to find adventure in the Fallen Immortal Valley.
"Buzz!!"
Suddenly, the forbidden area of the Fallen Immortal Valley emitted an invisible buzzing wave.
All the powerful people who were communicating and testing stopped abruptly and turned all their attention to the Fallen Immortal Valley below.
At this moment, the powerful restriction above the Fallen Immortal Valley seemed to be activated by something, and the violent mana fluctuations turned into a sky-wide hurricane, stirring up the sky and the earth, forming a huge mana vortex connecting the sky.
Those low-level monks who were closer to the Fallen Immortal Valley were caught off guard and were instantly disturbed.
Even the old monsters who were above the tribulation stage had slightly changed expressions and took action one after another to protect their descendants and disciples.
"……How is this going?"
"This kind of thing didn't happen in the last thousand years!"
"Could it be that some drastic change has occurred within the Fallen Immortal Valley?"
Countless powerful spiritual consciousnesses were communicating fiercely over the Fallen Immortal Valley.
Just the terrifying fluctuations swept by the divine consciousness are enough to shock the monks in the transformation stage.
"Tsk-"
Suddenly, the restriction over the Fallen Immortal Valley was torn apart by some terrifying force, revealing a dark crack.
Seeing this scene, the monks outside the valley were startled for a moment, then used their escape techniques without hesitation and rushed towards the crack.
Although I don’t know why there are cracks in the forbidden area of the Fallen Immortal Valley, but based on the aura emanating from the cracks, there is no doubt that this is the passage leading to the interior of the Fallen Immortal Valley!
All the monks who had the heart to pick up the leaks started to move.
But those old monsters with terrifying auras still stood there, not only did they not move at all, but their faces were extremely ugly.
"boom!"
The next second, an extremely exaggerated black dragon claw emerged from the black crack, followed immediately by a majestic black dragon head, which squeezed out from the restricted gap.
Terrifying fluctuations of demon power spread out, causing all the monks outside the Fallen Immortal Valley to change their expressions.
The monks who flew towards the crack hurriedly braked, but some still bumped into it, and were stirred into a blood mist by the fluctuations of demon power escaping from the dragon's claws.
"...Is this a Mahayana monster?!"
"No, it's not the Mahayana period. It's impossible for the Mahayana period to have such a terrifying momentum!"
"It's a fairy beast! It's a real dragon! There is a real dragon in the Fallen Immortal Valley!!"
All the monks, including the old monsters with terrifying auras in the Tribulation Stage, all changed their expressions.
But then, some old monsters from the sect with deep roots realized something was wrong.
Because the action of the dragon head squeezing out of the forbidden crack was too rough and too violent, and even... looked a little panicked?
Many old monsters in the Tribulation Stage looked at each other in confusion, not sure what the real dragon was worried about.
Finally, the black dragon's head squeezed out of the crack.
There was a very obvious trace of ecstasy on the extremely huge dragon head.
Then, the black true dragon ignored the weak lives floating around it and struggled wildly. Its thousand-foot-long body kept twisting, and it rushed towards the sky outside the Fallen Immortal Valley with its teeth and claws.
"boom!!"
Terrifying fluctuations in demonic power swept away with the movements of the real dragon.
Countless monks were swept away by the waves of demonic power. They ranged from vomiting blood and being seriously injured, their aura plummeted, to the more severe cases, their physical bodies collapsed and their souls fled.
For a time, disaster swept through the world of immortal cultivators in Qinghuan Continent, and countless powerful and talented cultivators perished as a result.
The culprit who caused all of this was not paying attention to the surrounding situation at this time. He was devoting himself wholeheartedly to breaking free from the cracks in the Fallen Immortal Valley, and kept flying towards the sky.
But unfortunately, his body is too long.
If you want to squeeze the thousand-foot-long dragon body out of the Fallen Immortal Valley, it will not be possible in a short time.
"Damn it! Damn it!"
"There are actually space restrictions outside this wretched place!"
"If this restriction hadn't been broken, I would have long ago——"
Before the roar of the incompetent and furious dragon could be heard, the black dragon's expression suddenly changed, and his forward body suddenly stagnated, as if something grabbed his tail at the end.
"Come back you!"
A slightly immature boy's voice came from the restricted cracks in the Fallen Immortal Valley.
The black dragon seemed to have seen something extremely frightening, and roared in despair and unwillingness.
"no no!"
The black dragon struggled desperately, but no matter how hard he struggled, the thousand-foot-long dragon body was always steadily retracting into the Fallen Immortal Valley.
Finally, the thousand-foot-long black dragon was pulled back into the crack.
What was left to the many monks outside the Fallen Immortal Valley were the dragon claws that were unable to struggle at the last moment, and the black dragon pupils filled with deep despair.
"..."
As the dragon's head disappeared into the crack, all the monks outside the valley who had not fled far trembled.
Even the old monsters in the Tribulation Stage were pale and looked at the Fallen Immortal Valley in front of them with extremely frightened eyes.
...What...what's going on?
Even the real dragon with such terrifying strength has fallen...
What kind of terrifying existence is hidden in the Fallen Immortal Valley? !
At this moment, an extremely huge silver tiger head poked out from the crack. The golden tiger pupils swept across the many figures in the sky, and then suddenly his eyes lit up, and his eyes locked on a silver-haired old man.
All the monks followed their gazes and found that this person was the great elder of Taihua Immortal Sect, an old monster in the late stage of the Tribulation.
But even this old monster, when he looked into those tiger eyes, could not help but tremble like an ordinary person, and seemed to be extremely frightened.
The next moment, the silver-haired old man abandoned his disciples without hesitation, turned around and fled into the distance.
The silver tiger head suddenly widened its eyes and shouted angrily in a childish voice: "Where are you running!"
In an instant, silver light burst out, and the huge silver divine tiger disappeared instantly, replaced by a handsome human boy who crossed the space and held the silver-haired old man in the air with his wave of hands.
The young man had short silver hair, a well-proportioned figure, and was wearing a golden robe. He had a handsome face, but was extremely immature. He seemed to be only twelve or thirteen years old.
"...You're still in your infancy?!"
The silver-haired old man's face was full of horror, and he looked at the young man in front of him in disbelief.
Based on the aura on the young man's body, he was very sure that the other person was the silver divine tiger.
But the Silver Tiger, who could completely torture the real dragon, cross the space with his feet and imprison him in the air when there was space to imprison him, turned out to be just a twelve or thirteen year old boy after his transformation.
What a terrifying strength this is, and what a terrifying bloodline!
Why is there no record of such a terrifying fairy beast in the sect?
For a time, countless complex emotions emerged in the silver-haired old man's heart.
There is anger, despair, unwillingness, and powerless bitterness...
But the young man didn't care about these complicated emotions.
He opened a pair of bright golden eyes and said in a clear voice: "Old man, you have something delicious with you. Hand over the food and I will spare your life!"
"..."
The silver-haired old man was stunned for a moment, and then couldn't help but look overjoyed, and hope emerged in his heart again.
"Immortal Lord, have mercy on me, Immortal Lord, have mercy on me, whatever you want, I... I'll hand it all over!"
"Stop!" The young man interrupted him and said dissatisfied, "What the hell is the name Immortal Lord? I am the Divine Tiger under Emperor Zhongtian, Lin Chang'an. You can call me Chang'an or Lin Chang'an!"
"Ah this..."
The silver-haired old man was stunned for a moment when he heard this. He hesitated, but still didn't dare to call him by his name.
What he doesn't know is that Chang'an's mind is not yet mature, and because of his family, he respects Lin Zhongtian wholeheartedly.
In Chang'an's heart, the name Lin Zhongtian gave him was the most noble in the world.
No immortal king or god is as good as the words ‘Lin Changan’...
Seeing that the silver-haired old man was silent, Changan couldn't help but frown.
"Why, if you don't want to give it, then I'll take it myself!"
"No, no, no, I'll give it, I'll give it all!"
The silver-haired old man had a look of horror on his face, and he quickly took out the various stored magic weapons on his body and poured out all the stored treasures inside.
In an instant, all kinds of spiritual lights and divine lights shined in the air.
All the monks who saw this scene couldn't help but have their eyes shining with greed.
...This is the lifelong collection of an old monster who has been through the tribulation period!
If an ordinary monk could obtain it, it would be enough to support an entire small or medium-sized sect!