Digitalization of the World

Without any accident, Gui Laowu, who was recovering from his injuries, was accurately hit by the mace in Niu Li's hand and was directly smashed into a pulp.

After a breath, the mace moved away.

The fleshy mud on the ground squirmed quickly, gathered together, and re-condensed into the shape of Ghost Lao Wu.

"ah--"

Gui Laowu roared, unable to suppress the murderous intent and anger in his eyes, he directly recovered his true form and rushed towards Niuli.

The other immortal-level experts from all tribes were all stunned, especially Anyuan from the Buddhist tribe.

His Buddha's power obviously still stayed in Niu Li's body, so how could Niu Li be controlled by Mengzu again?

"Sister Meng, you are so awesome!"

The Red Emperor looked at Mengzu with admiration.

Using the early stage of 'Mortal Immortal Level' to control the late stage of 'Mortal Immortal Level' is simply too terrifying. I wonder if she can learn it?

Mengzu saw the thoughts in the Red Emperor's mind and explained with a smile: "I didn't control that stupid cow, I just made him have a short-term cognitive error. If you want to learn, I will teach you later."

In her opinion, the Red Emperor was already one of her own, and it was not difficult, let alone a big deal, to teach the Red Emperor some techniques.

"Really?"

When the Red Emperor heard this, his eyes lit up like little stars.

"real!"

Meng Zu nodded.

"Witch, do you still want a future?"

Anyuan shouted loudly.

His method was broken, and he felt that his face was completely humiliated.

Mengzu raised his head and looked at Anyuan high in the sky, and said calmly: "You are the only Buddhist who has a bad mouth!"

The veins on Anyuan's forehead throbbed, and Mengzu's indifferent and disdainful attitude was like a sharp dagger, piercing directly into his heart.

However, Anyuan did not take action directly. Instead, he looked at a dozen immortal-level experts from various tribes and shouted: "Fellow Taoists, let's take down this witch together!"

"Use this!"

"Get her!"

"Go together!"

Although more than a dozen immortal-level experts from various tribes despised Anyuan in their hearts, An Yuan's words also took their hearts to heart, and they should take down Mengzu together.

After all, they covet the Heavenly Book in Mengzu's hands, and a large number of strong men are arriving at this time. If they don't take action, the Heavenly Book will have nothing to do with them.

Even if Meng Zu looked down on these strong men from various races who bullied the few, she still had to go all out when more than a dozen late or peak 'Mortal Immortal level' strong men took action.

"Three Thousand Worlds!"

Mengzu formed a seal with her hands, and the phantoms of the world appeared one after another, standing between her and the dozen or so immortal-level experts.

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

The attack of the immortal-level powerhouse was extraordinary, and the phantoms of the world were shattered, making huge explosions.

Mengzu took the opportunity to grab the Red Emperor's hand and fled directly outside the territory.

She could still fight against four or five late-stage or peak 'Mortal Immortal Level' experts, but with more than ten, she really had no choice but to run away.

"Sister Meng, don't we kill them?"

The Red Emperor was a little confused.

Seeing Mengzu's momentum just now, she thought she was going to fight those immortal-level experts, but she was about to run away in the blink of an eye.

"Kill? How to kill? If that little bastard doesn't come, we can't kill him at all!"

Mengzu gritted his teeth.

She knew that that little bastard was unreliable. He didn't show up to protect her when the enemy came to attack her at the end of her catastrophe. She was so angry!

"Sister Meng, we should be able to fight!"

The Red Emperor shook the sword in his hand.

"What quality is this knife?"

Meng Zu looked at the sword in his hand in surprise.

When she looked at the blade of the sword, she felt her skin tearing. This shows how terrifying this sword can be!

"Heavenly Immortal Level!"

The Red Emperor looked proud.

"Tianxian level? That little bastard is really willing to give up!"

Mengzu snorted in his heart.

However, since the sword in the Red Emperor's hand was of the 'celestial immortal level', if they were caught by surprise, they would really be able to kill those dozen or so immortal level experts.

After thinking quickly in his mind, Mengzu immediately thought of a plan and informed the Red Emperor of the plan.

"Sister Meng, don't worry, I promise to kill you with one strike!"

The Red Emperor assured.

"good!"

Mengzu immediately started preparing a plan.

Just after escaping, they did not throw away those dozen or so immortal-level experts from various races. After all, their realm was not as good as those of those immortal-level experts from various races, and their speed was naturally faster than those of those immortal-level experts from various races. slow.

Mengzu formed seals while running away, and the surrounding space began to slowly change.

More than a dozen immortal-level experts from various races had been focusing on Mengzu and the Red Emperor, so much so that they did not even notice the changes in the surrounding space.

A few minutes later, more than a dozen immortal-level powerhouses from various races completely caught up with Mengzu and Red Emperor, surrounded the two, and set up formations with immortal weapons to prevent the two from escaping again.

"Escape? Witch, keep running away!"

At this time, Anyuan lost the peaceful meaning of the Buddhist clan and stared at Mengzu like an evil ghost.

Meng Zu glanced at Anyuan and said nothing, but secretly conveyed a message to the Red Emperor.

Chi Huang glanced at Anyuan and nodded gently.

"Fellow Taoists, capture this witch and we will share the Heavenly Book!"

Anyuan took the lead and struck out a golden demon-subduing pestle. After it became ten million times larger in the air, accompanied by the golden Buddha's light that filled the sky and the sound of Zen that resounded throughout the world, it fiercely moved towards Mengzu to suppress it.

The other immortal-level experts also took action one after another, either using powerful magical powers or using their own natural weapons.

Terrifying energy raged across the world, and the space around Mengzu and Red Emperor began to collapse inch by inch.

boom!

The vajra fell to the ground, and the figures of Mengzu and Red Emperor disappeared.

The magical powers of other immortal-level experts completely turned that area into nothingness.

Seeing the situation, An immediately put away the magic pestle, looked at the empty void area, and frowned high.

"Where are they?"

An immortal-level expert was confused.

"Being beaten to ashes?"

Another immortal-level expert spoke.

"Haha! Disintegrated into ashes? You think too highly of yourself, they escaped!"

The immortal-level powerhouse of the Fire and Gold Tribe sneered.

Their realm is indeed higher than Mengzu and Red Emperor, but Mengzu and Red Emperor are not weaklings either.

What's more, the sword in the Red Emperor's hand is destined to be impossible to be destroyed by their weapons and magical powers.

Therefore, there is only one result, and that is that Mengzu and Red Emperor escaped!

"Escaped? This is impossible. With my immortal weapon to protect them, it is impossible for them to escape!"

The immortal-level expert from the Nether Clan roared.

He was very confident in his own immortal weapon. Not to mention Mengzu and Red Emperor, even if dozens of powerful men at the peak of 'Mortal Immortal Level' were trapped in it, they would not be able to escape.

Anyuan roared: "The demon girl..."

However, as soon as he shouted two words, a light of fire suddenly appeared in their encirclement.

Seeing this light of fire, more than a dozen immortal-level powerhouses instantly felt something bad. They had seen many immortal-level powerhouses burned to ashes by the flames spread by the Red Emperor.

"escape!"

More than a dozen immortal-level experts, including Anyuan, all fled in all directions in terror.

boom! boom! boom!

A huge crash sounded.

The figures of a dozen immortal-level experts just stopped in mid-air, as if they had hit a wall.

"Damn it, release the formation quickly!"

The dozen or so immortal-level experts all looked at the immortal-level experts from the Nether Clan.

The already pale face of the Immortal-level expert from the Nether Clan became even paler. The formation he arranged used Immortal-level eyes for the formation. He wanted to cancel the formation and perhaps take back the Immortal Weapon.

Taking back the immortal weapon is actually not a problem, as long as dozens of hand seals are formed.

But now, there is no time to form seals for him.

Seeing that something was wrong with the expressions of the powerful immortals from the Nether Clan, the expressions of more than a dozen powerful immortals from various tribes completely changed.

At this time, the fire that appeared at that point had turned into a monstrous flame, which was quickly engulfing them. They had already felt the terrifying temperature of the flame. Once they were close to the flame, they would really only be left with nothing. A dead end.

"No!"

The flames were getting closer and closer, and the immortal-level strongman of the Nether Clan even had a fatal problem with the wrong seal.

In the end, except for Anyuan, more than a dozen immortal-level experts from various races were not swallowed up by the flames.

"No!"

"It hurts! It hurts so much!"

"Immortal soul, my immortal soul! What kind of flame is this? My immortal soul is ignited!"

Immortal-level experts from various races roared. They wanted to extinguish the flames on their bodies, but they couldn't do it. Even the immortal weapons they took out to resist the flames were ignited and melted quickly.

Anyuan stared blankly at the dozen or so immortal-level powerhouses from various races who had transformed into burning men.

He was still grateful that he had not been swallowed up by the flames before, but after a brief moment of rejoicing, he understood.

It wasn't that those flames let him go, but that Mengzu deliberately let those flames avoid him!

Will Mengzu let him go?

Definitely not!

Then his fate must be worse than these immortal-level powerhouses from all races who were swallowed up by the flames!

"Anyuan! Anyuan! Why weren't you set on fire!"

The immortal-level expert from the Huojin tribe suddenly discovered Anyuan, who was doing nothing.

As soon as these words were shouted, the other immortal-level experts from all tribes all looked at Anyuan. When they saw that Anyuan had nothing to do, they were stunned for a moment, and then they started to curse.

"Anyuan, you bald donkey, how dare you plot against us!"

"Anyuan, I hate the Buddha clan!"

"Buddha Clan! Buddha Clan! Buddha Clan can't be trusted!"

"The great road is above. If we can escape and ascend to heaven today, our Thunderbird clan and the Buddha clan will fight to the death!"

"The great road is up, and we, the Fire-Gold Clan, will fight to the death with the Buddha Clan!"

A famous immortal-level strong man from various races, after seeing that Anyuan had nothing to do, thought that Anyuan and Mengzu were plotting against them.

At this time, Mengzu, who was hiding in the dark, had a thought in his heart and immediately mobilized his magic power to spread the roars of those immortal-level experts throughout the surrounding area.

"Do it and kill them immediately!"

Mengzu suddenly felt that another strong person was coming and urged the Red Emperor.

"good!"

The Red Emperor appeared, and in the frightened and begging eyes of those powerful immortals, he completely beheaded them with the sword in his hand.

Mengzu also appeared in front of Anyuan, and used the body of the "Dream" heavenly book to activate the "Law of Dreams" and seal Anyuan away.

"Walk!"

After doing all this, Mengzu immediately tore apart the space and fled here with the Red Emperor.

After the two left, Wang Xian and Di Yao appeared.

"How careless!"

Wang Xian shook his head, waved his hand, and a golden relic suddenly emerged from the void, struggling to escape.

After gently tapping the relic with his right hand and erasing the consciousness in it, Wang Xian carved another scene into the relic.

After that, Wang Xian threw the relic into the void again.

"Let's go!"

The figures of Wang Xian and Di Yao disappeared instantly.

A few minutes later, dozens of immortal-level powerhouses arrived, among which the Buddha clan had the largest number, with ten in total.

An immortal-level strongman from the Buddhist tribe seemed to sense the relics hidden in the void, and was about to draw the relics out, but was stopped by another immortal-level strongman from the Buddhist tribe.

The other strong men from all races were constantly searching this space. After finding nothing abnormal, they all left with regret. However, the relic hidden in the space suddenly appeared.

The expressions of the ten immortal-level experts from the Buddhist clan changed, and then they decisively took action, trying to get the relic in their hands.

When the other immortal-level experts from all tribes saw this, they still didn't understand what was going on, so they all took action to snatch the relic.

"Master Anping, is there anything that we can't see?"

A fairy-level strongman from the Golden Clan laughed and stopped a fairy-level strongman from the Buddha Clan.

"Amitabha, the young monk doesn't understand what the donor is talking about."

Anping is a handsome young monk who looks to be eighteen or nineteen years old. His tone of voice is very gentle, but the movements of his hands are extremely fierce, hitting the fatal parts of the golden clan immortal-level powerhouse with every move.

"Hahahaha... Master Anping, I remember you are older than me. How do you have the nerve to call yourself 'little monk' in front of me!"

The immortal-level warriors from the Golden Tribe tried their best to resist Anping's attack while continuing to taunt.

"Donor, the meaning of 'little' does not refer to age, but the respect the young monk has for you."

Anping's face was full of seriousness.

"Haha! Hypocrisy!"

The immortal-level expert from the Golden Clan sneered.

He just heard the words shouted by those immortal-level experts when they died, full of hatred and murderous intention towards the Buddha clan.

"Donor, you are obsessed!"

The attacks in Anping's hands became more ferocious.

Ten immortal-level experts from the Buddhist tribe were all stopped. A fairy-level expert from the Bull Demon tribe came to the relic. In the eyes of those immortal-level experts from the Buddhist tribe who wanted to eat him, he poured a magic power into it. Among the relics.

The relic burst out with golden light, and a scene immediately appeared in the sight of all the powerful people present.

In the picture, more than a dozen strong men from all races beheaded Meng Zu and obtained the "Dream" Book. However, when they were so excited that they forgot about themselves, Anyuan suddenly took out a treasure and killed more than a dozen people from all races. The strong one kills instantly.

Anyuan got the "Dream" Heavenly Book, but before he could be happy, a big hand suddenly appeared, crushed Anyuan to death, and then left with the "Dream" Heavenly Book.

At this point, the screen ends.

"Buddha! What a Buddhist!"

The immortal-level experts from the Huojin tribe stared fiercely at the ten immortal-level experts from the Buddha tribe.

"Buddha, you are so cruel!"

The immortal-level powerhouse of the Thunderbird tribe roared.

"Buddha, please pay with your life for my brother!"

Another immortal-level strongman roared.