Chapter 639 Hand over the Person and We Will Leave

Looking around, it looks like agate glass, the golden boundary wall is vast and boundless, connecting the sky and the earth, stretching to the end of the universe, crossing under the blue sky, blocking the way for all the burial kings.

Immortal Realm!

Compared with the burial realm, the area of ​​the immortal realm is many times larger, and it is colorful and extremely blazing, which is a bit dazzling, like countless suns melted together. It is more spectacular to the naked eye, far beyond the burial realm and the foreign realm.

The latter two realms are just semi-finished products quickly made under the catalysis of the origin artifact, and the immortal realm is the only realm that has evolved to the main realm step by step by itself.

Endless years are stacked in it, and the heavy feeling of sedimentation cannot be explained in one or two sentences. It is no exaggeration to say that every grain of sand is filled with unimaginable history, which is incomparable to others.

Of course, whether it is for the foreign domain or the burial domain, the fairyland is definitely a place full of unknowns.

Because it has never been explored in depth, and it is impossible to explore it in depth.

But as the main domain and the big domain, although they have never had in-depth exchanges, they are still clear about the gap in strength between each other.

This is a kind of perception of heaven and earth.

Because once a new king realm is born, the order and laws between heaven and earth will inevitably fluctuate.

At that time, all the king realm creatures will feel it. It is naturally impossible to know who it is, but they can roughly feel which domain the other party was born in.

The fairy king has fairy blood flowing in his body.

The immortal king has immortal blood flowing.

As for the burial king, it is burial blood.

The three are completely different and can be easily felt.

However, it is precisely because of the heaven-defying effect of the origin ancient artifact that among the three domains, the fairyland is the largest in area, the deepest in foundation, and the oldest in formation time, but if it is really comparable to the peak existence, the three domains are actually not much different.

It is for this reason that a group of burial kings dared to come to the door to put pressure.

If the difference in combat power between the two sides is too great, they can swallow their anger, after all, whoever is stronger is right.

But now everyone is on the same level, so there is no need to swallow their anger.

"Hold the line!"

The voice of the old burial king Huo Heng rolled and echoed in the void, with unquestionable majesty, and instantly resounded in the sea of ​​stars.

Countless stars vibrated under the king's might, like water drops on a spring plate.

The old burial king walked out slowly from the gray burial air, and every step seemed to step on the hearts of thousands of creatures, full of oppression.

As one of the top three strongest beings in the burial domain, although Huo Heng burial king has not made a move for tens of millions of years, his momentum is still there, majestic and turbulent, and the king's might surges like a tsunami, instantly dyeing the space of countless light years around into a gray color.

The powerful aura seemed to wrap the entire burial domain in it, making people feel an unprecedented sense of oppression.

"Buzz——"

Almost at the same time, as the voice of the Burial King Huo Heng fell, a violent tremor suddenly came from the void.

Then, huge burial mounds emerged from the sea of ​​stars like bamboo shoots after a spring rain, taking root in the starry sky, standing in front of the fairyland boundary wall in a strange pattern, and indistinctly, there was an indescribable murmur.

These suddenly emerging graves were extremely large, with bulging tops, more majestic than the surrounding stars. On the graves, the soil showed a dark gray color, which seemed extremely heavy and depressing.

On it, the wet mud kept rolling, like twisting giant pythons, entangled with each other, intertwined, weird and terrifying.

This is not over yet.

The next moment, among these graves, huge black altars rushed out from the top of the graves.

The altar is ancient and mysterious.

Exuding a mysterious and powerful aura, the moment it appeared, the temperature in the entire outer space dropped by an unknown number of degrees in an instant, the cold was bone-chilling, the cold wind was howling, and countless stars were frozen into ice.

Along with the appearance of these dozens of altars, an indescribable mighty power suddenly overturned from the altar, black clouds rolled, and the gray breath rushed in, falling like a rain curtain, covering the entire void.

In an instant, the surrounding scene became extremely terrifying, as if in a doomsday world.

Countless small universes quickly collapsed under the erosion of the burial gas, turning into pieces of dead and silent gray earth domains. Those once dazzling stars have lost their luster and become dim at this moment.

The horror of the pressure is like being able to tear apart the sticky and dark night curtain, making the entire universe tremble.

At this moment, even though they were separated by the boundary wall, the creatures in the fairyland felt an unspeakable suppression and fear.

Soon, there was movement in the fairyland.

With the sound of dull drums.

Three figures rushed out from the fairyland and rushed towards the altar.

There were two men and one woman.

They were all very young and in good shape, as if they had just come of age, especially the man in green shirt at the head, who was handsome and natural, with facial features that seemed to be carefully carved, and exuded the power of a fairy king.

Although he looked very young, he was definitely an old monster who had lived for who knows how many years.

The man had an upright posture, wearing a green robe, and the hem of his robe swayed gently in the wind as he stepped forward, seemingly slow but actually fast!

The other party passed the altar and looked directly at Huo Heng Zang Wang and others: "Zang Wang, what does this mean? Could it be that your Zang Domain wants to go to war with my Immortal Domain?"

The man's expression was slightly cold, and his words were a bit puzzled.

Shouldn't the Zangshi clan take the initiative to avoid the world and stay away from all disputes? Why are they taking the initiative to provoke disputes now?

"Not really"

Huo Heng Zang Wang shook his head. They came here mainly to intimidate the Lord of Liu Village, so there was no need to look coldly at other Immortal Kings. At this level, everyone is of the same generation, so they responded a few words.

"We are just looking for one person. As long as you hand him over, we will leave." Huo Heng Zang Wang spoke lightly, his voice seemed to come from the Nine Nether Hell, with an unquestionable majesty.

"Hand him over?" The man in green shirt stared slightly, even more surprised.

The Immortal Realm and the Burial Realm are completely unrelated. They have nothing to do with each other and have no connection with each other. Who are these burial masters looking for in his Immortal Realm?

Most importantly, which hero can offend so many Burial Kings at once? This is not something that everyone can do. Moreover, to what extent do they have to offend so many Burial Kings who have been hiding from the world to make an exception and "show up"?

But as kings, these Burial Kings will never be aimless and deliberately find fault. They are different from the creatures in the foreign land.

Moreover, if the other party really wants to attack the Immortal Realm, they have to consider the consequences!

At this moment, the man in green frowned and asked directly: "I don't know who you Taoist friends are looking for? Perhaps I can convey it on your behalf."

"The Lord of Liu Village." Hearing this, Huo Heng Burial King slowly uttered four words, his eyes like a knife.