Add Bookmark | Recommend this book | Back to the book page | My bookshelf | Mobile Reading

Free Web Novel,Novel online - All in oicq.net -> Fantasy -> God Emperor

Chapter 2577 Demon Ancestor Battle Body

Previous page        Return to Catalog        Next page

    The Phoenix Tail Needle, called the "Colorful Phoenix God Dance Needle", is a sacred weapon of the Seven-Yuan King. It is made from rare materials. It has the potential to become a supreme sacred weapon, and its power is naturally extremely powerful.

    However, such a weapon worth hundreds of thousands of sacred stones was inserted into Gu Shejing's head and bound her hair.

    All the monks¡¯ eyes fell on her, some were afraid, some were surprised, and some were confused.

    "The descendants of the Rakshasa clan who came out of the most dangerous place are indeed terrifying. Together they help Emperor Yuanshu regain the Colorful Phoenix God's Dance Needle."

    The Supreme Sages of the Death Temple caught up one after another and met up with the True Emperor Yuanshu.

    They all released the Dao realm and summoned the holy weapons.

    Among them, behind the Supreme Sage, a bright gate of destiny rises, suspended above the head, trying to suppress the demonic power of Gu Shejing.

    "It's just you?"

    Gu Shejing stood facing the wind with a stern look in her eyes.

    Facing the realm covered by the supreme saints from the Temple of Death, her eyes were full of disdain.

    "Arrogant! Although you, Luo Zu, have a great reputation in the Yunshan realm, you are nothing special in front of the Temple of Death." A supreme saint with three black islands suspended above his head snorted coldly.

    Immediately, he controlled the three islands and suppressed Gu Shejing.

    The Temple of Death, respected by the entire dead clan, indeed has such confidence.

    Three black islands, any one of which is thousands of miles long, placed in the ocean of a planet, can be called three continents.

    This supreme sage of the Temple of Death has also practiced the way of space, and the three black islands are located in his space domain.  At this moment, space was compressed, and three islands appeared above the huge stone altar, becoming only the size of mountains.

    "However, the weight contained in the three islands is superimposed on the rules of the holy path of the Supreme Saint of the Temple of Death. The power is so terrifying that the space distorts and sinks downwards.

    Zhang Ruochen and A Le, who were far away, found it difficult to breathe.

    It turned into a mosquito-sized bloody massacre and fell heavily onto the boulder. All the bones in its body were almost crushed, and it screamed in agony.

    Immediately afterwards, a strong wind blew on him, blowing him into the gap between the boulders and falling into an unknown and extremely dark place.

    There were no gaps between the boulders, but the place where he fell was carved with strange divine patterns.  The divine pattern happened to be inspired by the power of the Supreme Saint of the Temple of Death and revived.

    The three islands are infinitely powerful, but they are still dozens of feet away from Gu Shejing¡¯s head and cannot fall any further.  The red necromantic demonic energy took the form of a demonic tree, spreading its branches and leaves, supporting the three islands.

    The slender jade fingers of Gu Shejing¡¯s right hand were pinched into fingering patterns.

    The regular divine lines flowed on her fingers like blood earthworms.

    "Wow!"

    ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? Point it out.

    A wave of light containing divine power flew out from her fingertips and hit the chest of the Supreme Saint of the Temple of Death.

    Screams rang out.

    A blood hole the size of a washbasin appeared in the chest of the supreme sage, which exploded into a large piece of blood mist and fell to the boulder below.

    "Ji Yun."

    Another supreme sage from the Death Temple flew over to check his injuries, but was shocked to find that the supreme sage had died tragically, his flesh and blood turned into powder, and even the holy source was corroded by the demonic energy.

    The supreme sage quickly stepped away and said in a trembling voice: "The power of death is so terrifying that even the death energy in the body of the dead cannot be compared to it."

    Logically speaking, the Supreme Sage has a strong vitality and is difficult to kill.

    And now, with just a finger strike, a living supreme saint has turned into dust. This impact is too great for any monk!

    With the tragic death of their master, the three islands suspended above Gu Shejing's head automatically decomposed and spread apart.

    "This witch is too overbearing. Let's take action together to avenge the Great Sage Jiyun."

    The Supreme Saint who was holding the Gate of Destiny shouted like this, and then struck out a spindle-shaped five-yuan king's sacred weapon.

    The fusiform holy weapon releases dense electric light and turns into an electric dragon.

    ¡°Bang!¡±

    Gu Shejing still pointed out, and hit the electric dragon with her finger.

    The electric dragon exploded, and the spindle-shaped king's holy weapon wrapped in it was thrown away.

    The finger beam of light did not dissipate because of this, and its power remained undiminished. It fell on the supreme sage, breaking through the layers of defensive light and shattering him into a ball of blood mist.

    All the defensive cards he threw out, whether they were talismans or holy weapons, were all useless and there was no way to escape death.?.  "

    "The rules of the holy way that she cultivated are combined with the physical body through magical powers, so that the physical body is indestructible. This can only be achieved by cultivating the Demon Ancestor's battle body to the fifth level."

    "From ancient times to the present, there are no more than ten monks who can cultivate this kind of magical power to the fourth level or above. She should be the number one person in the Yuanhui of Luo Zu Yunshan Realm!"

    A supreme leader of the dead race said: "The Demon Ancestor has a strong fighting body, but her holy soul and spiritual power may be her weaknesses. Let's use the power of death together to attack her holy soul and spirit."

    Just when the eight supreme saints in the Temple of Death released the power of death thoughts at the same time.

    Gu Shejing has already penetrated the torrent of war swords, reaching directly in front of Xuan Lingfeng.

    Xuan Lingfeng's face changed drastically. Formation mages were most afraid of close combat. What's more, the opponent was someone who had cultivated the Demon Ancestor's combat body.  He clearly sensed the overwhelming murderous aura and infinite magical power emanating from the stunning woman opposite.

    The staff in Xuan Lingfeng's hand is a treasure that is more precious than the Seven-Yuan King's Holy Artifact. It is called the "Xuanwu Staff".

    The staff is in the shape of a snake, with sharp scales, and a fist-sized turtle on top.

    It looks similar to Xuanwu.

    At this critical moment of life and death, Xuan Lingfeng grasped the staff tightly with his palm and moved it downwards.

    The sharp scales cut his palm, and a large amount of holy blood flowed out.

    The Xuanwu staff absorbed Xian Lingfeng's blood. Suddenly, the light increased greatly, and the eyes of the turtle on the top of the staff lit up.

    Forging Lingfeng hit the staff hard to the ground.

    "Wow!"

    A defensive formation lit up under his feet.

    ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?The second one, the third one

    A series of eight formations are stacked one on top of another, and the formation patterns are connected to each other, forming a Xuanwu that is ten feet long.

    Gu Shejing punched Xuanwu, and the eight formations operated at the same time, rebounding her back.  A large amount of thunder and lightning surged out from the formation and struck her.

    Standing in the center of Xuanwu, Xuan Lingfeng breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile: "My eight-layer Xuanwu formation, even a false god can resist it for a while, so don't waste your efforts!"

    Just as Gu Shejing was about to take action, the death thoughts of the eight supreme saints of the Temple of Death fell on her.

    The power of death thoughts is like a curse, invisible and invisible, directly attacking her holy soul and spirit.

    "I really don't know what to say. I, Luo Ancestor, who is a member of the Yunshan Realm, are all working together to refine the body and cultivate the mind. With your death thoughts as strong as yours, you also want to attack me?"

    Gu Shejing turned around, stared at them, and said in her mouth: "The demons in the sky, the demons in the earth, strengthen my inner demons. The stronger the inner demons, the stronger I will be."

    "The inner demons come back to bite Dafa!"

    The next moment, the eight Supreme Saints of the Temple of Death, except for the True Emperor Yuanshu, who were using the power of death thoughts, all let out shrill screams.

    ¡°One of them went crazy, scratched his skull, his face was covered with blood, and he was so ferocious that he rushed towards the bottom of the altar, and he didn¡¯t know where he went.

    Yuan Qianmo and Wuma Jiuxing, who were fighting fiercely, were finally alerted.

    The two stopped immediately.

    One person made a long roar, and the other made a harsh knife sound to intimidate Gu Shejing above.

    Gu Shejing looked at the two lights and shadows flying rapidly from below, pointed towards Xuan Lingfeng, and said: "I hope you can always hide in the formation, otherwise I, Gu Shejing, will keep my word and let you die without any chance."  Burial place.¡±

    "Wow!"

    Gu Shejing flew away through the air and was the first to reach the top of the huge stone altar.

    Immediately, she seemed to have seen something incredible, and there was a look of shock in her eyes.

    Xuan Lingfeng let out a long breath, and the holy robe on his body was actually soaked with sweat.

    Zhang Ruochen looked up and felt that Gu Shejing had become extremely unfamiliar. He said solemnly: "Before we go up, we must first arrange the formation. We are also the Hands of the World. Your Cairo Earth Master's methods should not be weaker than those of Forging Lingfeng."  ?¡±

    "I was trained in the First Dharma Holy Land Formation in Heaven to become the Hand of the World. How can Forged Lingfeng compare with me?"

    Although the Cairo Earth Master said this, he was also frightened by the combat power that Gu Shejing had just exploded, and he immediately carefully arranged a defensive formation that pressed down on the bottom of the box.

    As soon as the formation was completed, it immediately transformed into a camel-like beast that was dozens of feet long.

    The three people and the blood wolf were all standing inside the camel.

    The camel ran wildly, climbed onto the huge stone altar, and reached the top.

    ¡­¡­

    "Unexpectedly, this descendant of Luo Zu Yunshan Realm actually cultivated into the Demon Ancestor War Body and the Inner Demon Backlash Technique, causing the Temple of Death to lose three supreme realm saints in a row." Yuan Qianmo said.

    He has helped seven supreme saints from the Temple of Death to resolve the inner demons and visions that invaded their bodies.

    Except for the True Emperor Yuanshu, the other six Supreme Realm Great Sages and their holy souls all suffered varying degrees of injuries, and it was difficult to recover in a short period of time.

    The monks from Yuan Qianmo and the Death Temple almost climbed to the top of the huge stone altar together with the formation camels.

    After reaching the top, even with Zhang Ruochen, A Le, and Yuan Qianmo's mentality, they were shocked by the sight in front of them and held their breath.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com)The ancestral battle body and the inner demons counterattacked Dafa, causing the Temple of Death to lose three supreme saints in a row.  "Yuan Qianmo said.

    He has helped seven supreme saints from the Temple of Death to resolve the inner demons and visions that invaded their bodies.

    Except for the True Emperor Yuanshu, the other six Supreme Realm Great Sages and their holy souls all suffered varying degrees of injuries, and it was difficult to recover in a short period of time.

    The monks from Yuan Qianmo and the Death Temple almost climbed to the top of the huge stone altar together with the formation camels.

    After reaching the top, even with Zhang Ruochen, A Le, and Yuan Qianmo's mentality, they were shocked by the sight in front of them and held their breath.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report