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Chapter 3 Hongyan Mesa

The other five Mahayana masters looked at Qiu Feng and Li Chengzhu's bickering, but felt a little confused.

Qiu Feng snorted coldly at Li Chengzhu's rudeness and walked aside, never talking again.

Gu Linglong ignored them and just looked into the distance.

The scene became dull for a while.

After waiting for half a day, everyone finished breathing. Seeing that everyone had recovered the lost spiritual energy, Gu Linglong called everyone to rush to the destination.

The Hongyan Platform occupies only a radius of 500 miles. But on these 500 miles, how many immortals have died here? How many people have been beaten to death?

From a distance, the entire red rock platform seemed to be painted with blood paint on the ground, which was dazzling red, and even the sky was printed in blood red by the solemn color.

The Red Rock Platform is not surrounded by spiritual woods like other places in the fairy world, with birds singing and flowers blooming, and beautiful mountains and rivers. It is a deserted area. When the wind blows, it is like a sandstorm storm, and you can't see things clearly within ten steps.

This is the "Red Dust Storm" in the famous fairy world!

Wherever you look, there are only strange rocks and mountains and deep ravines. These are all the consequences of the spells of the people who have fought here for thousands of years.

The Red Rock Platform is located at the westernmost end of the Immortal Realm. Above this area, there was a space crack, and that crack actually connected to the Western Angel Realm.

This crack began to appear more than 5,000 years ago. The Immortal Emperor had not yet considered how to deal with this crack. The Western Angel Commander actually joined forces with fifty ten-wing archangel chiefs to expand the space crack and then led his army to the fairy world.

After hearing this news, the Immortal Emperor was furious and ordered all the immortals in the fairy world to go to the Red Rock Platform to ensure that they block the attack of the Angel Legion.

The battle lasted for two hundred years. The final result was that the population of the fairy world had dropped drastically, only half of the original ones. Many high-level immortals were beaten to death. At that time, twenty-five immortals died in battle, and not even a wisp of miserable souls were left. The Immortal Emperor was even severely injured by the Angel Commander and the Forty Ten-wing Archangel Chiefs. Seeing that they were about to be defeated, they were in a hurry to storm the Immortal Infant. The forty Ten-wing Archangel Chiefs who besieged the Immortal Emperor were all bombed on the spot. The Angel Commander's body was also blown up. It was still relying on his own powerful defensive artifact to avoid being destroyed by his soul. In the end, he had to retreat.

The current Immortal Emperor is one of the five surviving immortal kings at that time. Although he repelled the angel legion and severely injured, the fairy world itself became devastated. The biggest loss was that the Immortal Emperor was the immortal infant.

After nearly five thousand years of rest, the fairy world has not returned to its previous level. There are only ten immortal kings.

After the war, the only five remaining immortal kings wanted to work together to close the space crack, but after thousands of years of hard work, they could only reduce the space crack to its original size and could not be closed.

In desperation, the new Immortal Emperor could only allow this space crack to exist on the Hongyan Platform.

Over the past thousands of years, the Angel Legion has wanted to enter the fairy world through space cracks countless times, but due to the shrinkage of the cracks, it is impossible to conduct large-scale invasions. It can only send small forces to harass them, and even strong angels have emerged from the space cracks alone.

Hundreds of battles of all sizes, countless people were killed or injured, making the Red Rock Platform a hundred miles red and no grass grow.

When Gu Linglong and others finally arrived at the Hongyan Platform, Li Chengzhu was shocked.

Looking around, within a hundred miles, there were no trees or grass, blood-red, blood-red earth, blood-red rocks, and even the sky was printed red. When the strong wind blew, the entire red rock platform heard the unique sound of wind. What kind of solemn scene was this?

The numerous immortal cultivators in front of them stretched for dozens of miles.

Looking at the head of this unsightly person, Li Chengzhu thought to himself that there were no 100,000 people and eighty thousand.

All kinds of noisy spiritual fluctuations flowed in the air in chaos. Did Li Chengzhu have ever seen so many immortal cultivators? Moreover, the lowest cultivation level of these people also has a divine distraction stage.

This discovery made Li Chengzhu feel embarrassed and asked Xiaoying in a low voice: "Hey, is my cultivation the lowest here?"

Xiaoying looked at Li Chengzhu, covered her mouth and smiled, "No."

Li Chengzhu was happy: "Really? Who else has a lower cultivation level than me?"

"Milt and stone pig!" Xiaoying pointed to the little thing lying on Li Chengzhu's shoulder, looking innocent.

Li Chengzhu's mouth twitched: "What, I'm so shameless."

At this moment, his eyes flashed before his eyes, the Immortal Emperor envoy who had been to the city lord's mansion stood in front of everyone with Jade Ruyi in his hand.

Gu Linglong bowed and said, "Sir!"

The envoy nodded: "Well, Lord Gu is really punctual."

It was already the last day of the deadline when Gu Linglong and others arrived at the Hongyan Platform. I don’t know if the envoy’s words were ironic. However, Gu Linglong didn’t care at all: “Sir, what do we need to do now? I have brought one hundred immortal cultivators above the God Dislocation Stage.”

The envoy glanced at everyone, then his eyes stopped on Li Chengzhu and frowned slightly: "Huh? Why is there someone from the out-of-body stage?"

Gu Linglong said expressionlessly: "He came by himself, not counting in that hundred places."

The envoy raised his head and nostrils looked at everyone: "No matter how he came from, if he didn't want to die, he would leave here quickly. Even the second-winged angels in the out-of-body stage could not beat the word "death" when he went up."

Li Chengzhu suddenly felt unhappy, took a step forward, and said without saying a word: "Sir, everyone is responsible for resisting external troubles. Even if I can't go up and fight directly, I can help everyone below."

The envoy looked contemptuous: "Forget it, I have seen many people who don't listen to advice, and there is only one final outcome." Then he ignored Li Chengzhu and looked at Gu Linglong and said: "Master Gu, let's take your people here to rest. There will be orders tomorrow."

"Yes, sir!" Gu Linglong nodded.

"Yeah!" The envoy agreed to teleport away.

When the special envoy left, Li Chengzhu cursed angrily: "Is it? You see the dog's eyes lowered!"

Xiaoying frowned: "Can you stop talking dirty? I have never seen a cultivator like you."

Lee Sung-joo smiled and said, “That makes me look different!”

Xiaoying rolled her eyes and ignored him.

Seeing everyone resting on the spot, Li Chengzhu couldn't help but feel bored. Turning around and looking at the crowd behind him, Li Chengzhu decided to go inside and find out the news about the master's sect.

This is his original intention to come here.
Chapter completed!
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