A dozen wooden signs slowly floated out of the dark cracks, and there were vaguely hundreds of such wooden signs. As Kunpeng waved his hand, they floated out of the cracks one by one and landed in front of Kunpeng.
Looking at the dozen or so wooden signs in front of me, there are strange patterns carved on them, like black earthworms, which makes people feel a sense of eeriness and horror. If you look closely at those patterns, you will see that they are It was found that it was outlined with blood, but it was too old and looked a little black. [com]
With a wave of his empty hand, the rest of the wooden signs floated into the distance, leaving only a dozen in front of him.
Stretching out his hands, one or two drops of essence and blood popped out from his fingers, and landed on the wooden signs respectively.
If Gu Qing were here, even with his dignity as a saint, he would scream out in surprise, because the wooden sign in front of him is exactly the same as the weird magic weapon that he was once proud of, but the breath is a little different.
When the essence and blood blended in, the two wooden signs exploded with a bang, and two figures flashed out, roaring high into the sky.
With two roars, they vented their murderous intent and anguish. A drop of bright red blood began to spread from the chests of the two figures, spreading towards their entire bodies.
The bones, flesh and blood, and tendons gradually revived, revealing two flesh-and-blood figures.
It¡¯s just that when it reaches the face, the blood light is a little dim, and the progress is extremely slow.
At the same time, eleven wooden signs shattered, revealing eleven pitch black stones, with a figure looming in each stone.
There is a drop of blood seeping into the middle of each stone. The stone seems to be softening, starting to melt from the top layer, and it turns out to be pieces of stone formed by the solidification of blood.
? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? After several loud roars in succession, several figures kept roaring in the blood clot, and the blood clot transformed accordingly, but it was always difficult to maintain its normal shape, so it turned into a ball of essence and blood.
The faces of the first two figures gradually became clearer, handsome and domineering, with sharp edges and corners, and extraordinary bearing.
When his face was clear, one of the figures laughed and said: Fellow Taoist Kunpeng, I never thought that you and I would meet again!
Another figure snorted coldly, but looked at the surrounding scenery with a bit of excitement.
"Ho ho ho, eleven figures jumped out, each turned into a giant beast, roared, and then turned into human form, revealing ten big men and a woman with a stern face.
They were still a little awake and looked at each other in confusion, then stared at Kunpeng with cold eyes.
Kunpeng smiled and said: What? Emperor Jiang's ancestral witch, we haven't seen each other for many years. Now that Pindao wakes you up, you are going to attack Pindao?
The ten big men turned out to be the ten ancestral witches who had fallen long ago, and the woman was naturally Xuan Ming. Unexpectedly, the ancestral witches who once ruled the earth were now reawakened by Kunpeng with his strange secret skills.
Di Jiang had a cold face and said in a cold voice: Kunpeng! How is this going!
Kunpeng's eyes were burning, and he scanned the eleven ancestral witches in turn, then glanced at the two Taoists, and explained: We monks all have life souls, but you witch clans, who do not cultivate the soul, can borrow the souls of mortals and The fusion of your memory fragments will become equivalent to our souls. Then we will gather the essence and blood of all ancestral witches, and with the help of the power of Pindao's essence and blood, we can awaken you!
The Taoist who had snorted before sneered: It¡¯s just that I don¡¯t know yet that fellow Taoist Kunpeng has such a method!
Kunpeng turned his head and said with a smile: Fellow Taoist Emperor Jun, why is this necessary? You only have nine days. After nine days, you will completely dissipate. Poor poor Taoist has spent hundreds of millions of years collecting your life souls, essence and blood, and now they will be dispersed in one day.
Taiyi laughed and said: "What Taoist friend Kunpeng said is that we have died long ago and we need to be taken care of by Taoist friends before we can come back to the wilderness again. But I don't know what you want me to do?" Isn't it just to reminisce with me?
Kunpeng shook his head and said: Of course not, Pindao just wants to use your hands to kill some people for Pindao!
Kunpeng stretched out his hand and touched it in front of him, and a picture was like a lake sparkling with crystal light. It was Zhen Yuanzi, Styx, Candle Dragon, Ningfeng, Huochen, Tathagata, Yunxiao, Wudang Virgin, Zhao in the Zhoutian star formation. Gongming, Xingtian, Xiangliu, Chiyou, Houyi, Changxi.
When Di Jun glanced at Chang Xi, his face jumped for a moment, and then he recovered as before. He sneered: Just them, it seems they don¡¯t need so many people!
Before Kunpeng could answer, Dijiang laughed strangely and said: Kunpeng, you should never wake up our ancestral witches. We will fight you to the death, how can we kill enemies for you!
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The other ancestral witches each stood up and surrounded Kunpeng, Dijun and Taiyi in the center.
Taiyi looked at Di Jun and said with a bitter smile: Brother, no wonder these barbarians fell. We actually died with them back then, soThinking about it, I feel really ashamed!
Disdain flashed in Di Jun's eyes, he glanced at the ancestral wizards, and sneered: Kunpeng can give you new life, and it can only be taken away with a little effort. You still want to resist, you are no different from idiots!
The eleven ancestral wizards were angry, but after understanding, their eyes looked at Kunpeng with a hint of complexity.
There was a coldness in Kunpeng's words, "If these ancestral witches are unwilling to help, then I will have no choice but to wipe out your sanity and take over the master's mind myself. However, these ancestral witches will be completely dispersed, and now is the last time I see you." This is such a primitive land! ¡¯
Zhu Rong stepped forward and laughed a few times, "Kunpeng, even if we, the Witch Clan, die, we will not be coerced by you. However, we who have died once have also been more open-minded. If we can fight in a bloody battle again, that's it." Even if you die immediately, you will be satisfied! ¡¯
Having said this, Zhu Rong¡¯s face turned a little red, and he took a deep breath and said: I can feel that there is an aura of ferocious beasts in the Zhou Tian Xing Dou Formation. No matter what other brothers think today, I, Zhu Rong, will kill them for you!
Gonggong sneered, "It's just you, I'm afraid you'll be torn into pieces if you go up there!" Kunpeng, I, Gonggong, also want a ferocious beast! ¡¯
The Witch Clan are all fighting madmen. If they come here in vain and lose the opportunity to fight for the so-called face, it will be worse than death. They all stepped forward to kill the enemy for Kunpeng.
Kunpeng understood that the ancestral witches did not surrender, but wanted to use their last lives to fulfill their dream of bloody battles.
Kunpeng waved his hand, and a passage appeared. The ancestral witches jumped in one by one and were teleported into the Zhoutian Star Formation.
Xuan Ming, the last one, paused and asked: Kunpeng, how is Houtu doing?
Kunpeng said calmly: Houtu used Pangu's heart to prove the Tao and become a saint. He lived in the thirty-three days and was immortal.
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With a sweep of his mind, Di Jun sensed those ferocious beasts, and surprise flashed in his eyes, 'Is this what you want to deal with when you wake us up? It¡¯s really awesome! ¡¯
Taiyi frowned deeply and said in a deep voice: Those ancestral witches may not be able to sense it clearly yet. Why do I feel that the bloodline of these ferocious beasts is extremely powerful, and they seem to be some of the Pangu survivors.
Taiyi looked at Kunpeng, but Kunpeng smiled and said nothing. He just drew a passage and said with a smile: Go, two fellow Taoists! Once in the formation, Taoist friends will get what they deserve.
Taiyi and Dijun left hand in hand. Although they were deeply in love with each other, what they wanted to do more now was kill, kill to their heart's content, and fight without any scruples.
The battle between the lich and the lich was indeed brutal and enjoyable, but I have to say that the battle was very frustrating. The saint was watching from the sky. During the fight, he was thinking about hiding his strength and would not use his full strength until absolutely necessary.
The result is that the demon-slaying sword and the witch-slaying sword killed each other separately, but in the end they relied on the same death strategy. I regret it when I think about it!
Therefore, everyone who returned this time knew that they were no match for Kunpeng, and it was pointless to defy Kunpeng's will. They just wanted to have a hearty battle, no matter life or death, just enjoy themselves.
The battle in Zhoutian¡¯s star formation was fierce, but on the thirty-three days, there was chaos.
The saints who had just returned to the dojo and were preparing to practice breathing immediately felt more than a dozen auras coming from Beiming.
My pupils tightened, and I clenched the flat crutch with my right hand. I couldn't help but want to step out of the Bajing Palace, but in the end he held back and forced himself to stay in the palace. His spiritual thoughts swept towards Beiming, but he was blocked and could only Feel the surging atmosphere over there.
Yuanshi Tianzun¡¯s mouth opened wide, and after a while his face turned livid, staring in the direction of Beiming with a cold face, ¡®Dijun, Taiyi, Dijiang Aren¡¯t they dead! Why are you alive again? ¡¯
Leader Tongtian stared at Beiming and murmured to himself: This what kind of magical power is this! How can it be!
Nuwa clenched her fists and exclaimed: How is that possible! What exactly is going on!
Of the six archangels of Jehovah, three died and three lost their bodies. Fortunately, they came back in time. He was also aware of Beiming's situation, but he didn't want to meddle in other people's business. It was not his turn to benefit from it anyway. He was the first to fish it out and just sat there practicing, not listening to what was going on outside the window.
There were tears in Hou Tu's eyes and he muttered: Dijiang, Zhu Jiuyin, Jumang, Liaoshou, Gonggong, Zhurong, Xuanming, Shebishi, Qiangliang, Tianwu, Xizi, you ¡¤¡¤Will you blame me? We, the witch clan, hate the schemes of immortals the most, but now I have become an immortal and used the heart left by Father God, will you blame me?
Zhunti Jingyin was also so surprised that he almost jumped up. How could Kunpeng have such a god who defied the heavens? Those spiritsThere is absolutely nothing wrong with it, and to put it into detail, these people all have a grudge against his Buddhism, which makes them both salivate.
Jieyin¡¯s face was crying, his eyes were shining, and Zhunti¡¯s impatient look was gone. He sat on the lotus platform in a dignified manner, as if he didn¡¯t care about Kunpeng¡¯s methods.
Gu Qing's face turned pale, and a picture flashed in his mind. The black wooden sign was smashed by someone, and a faint light inside turned into a figure, and then got into his body
At that moment, Gu Qing had a feeling that if a person's soul could be separated, then the dim light at that time seemed to have completed himself and made his soul complete. Now
In the past, Gu Qingmingxiao's past and present life - Hongyun's body died in that life, and his soul almost disappeared. Fortunately, he was reunited with the unconscious remnant soul, and he was reincarnated. In Qingqiu Mountain's reincarnation, he received Kunpeng's "gift". After his body died, After several reincarnations, Yun Zhongzi pointed out that the bell of the Chaos Clock was found under the shop. Kunpeng accidentally obtained it. The son of Xu Xian, he lost his mark. A Chinese Ghost Story, and his wife also lost her mark
Earth, I received the inheritance of Yun Zhongzi's Taoism and became the leader of Tiandao Sect. The treasure of the East Earth is - Hetu Luoshu!
Thinking of this, Gu Qing broke out in a cold sweat. Kunpeng had taken the lead in so many of his calculations, and his current magical powers were even more bizarre and unpredictable. Is he really not a saint?
If there were only nine saints, he would have suspected that Kunpeng was a saint who was more profound than Lao Tzu. However, there were only nine saints, so there was only one possibility for Kunpeng's identity, which was the most difficult for the saint to accept.
Kunpeng put Dijun Taiyi into the Zhoutian Star Formation, glanced at Thirty-Three Heavens, and said with a smile: Hehe, there was no need to do this in the first place. Although they are no longer of great use, it is good to take them out occasionally to reminisce and reminisce. ,only¡¤¡¤¡¤¡¤¡¤¡¤
After a pause, Kunpeng continued, with a cold tone, "During the great catastrophe, the evil energy soared to the sky. With the help of the evil energy from the heaven and the earth, and the side that formed its own formation relied on the numbers of the sky, if the two sides did not fight to the death, how could the winner be determined?" You guys are acting right under Pindao's nose. Do you really think Pindao can't see it? This time is to give you a reminder so that you can remember it for a long time! ¡¯
Kunpeng glanced at the Zhoutian Xingdou Formation with his spiritual thoughts, took a few glances, and said to himself: This time is much better than last time.