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- A group of robbers laughed, their disdain clearly evident.
The strange guest was not annoyed, he smiled sinisterly, and suddenly took out a simple copper-colored bell in his hand. He immediately poured mana into it and shook it vigorously.
¡°Ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding!¡±
In an instant, all the creatures within a hundred miles nearby froze inexplicably, and their eyes were dull.
These so-called robbers groaned, vomited blood, and hurriedly fled away!
"What! Is this the legendary magic treasure, the soul-catching bell!" The bandit leader exclaimed, with a greedy and sinister look in his eyes.
"Ignorant people don't know that I have a soul-controlling corpse bell!" The stranger smiled indifferently, opened his fingers, and instantly gave birth to a terrifying power of destruction.
The power of destruction spread across the void, shrouding the dozens of fairy bandits in an instant. Without any movement, they turned into dust in a moment and disappeared completely between heaven and earth.
Only the bandit leader in the Nine Heavens Mysterious Immortal Realm had half a breath left. He was so shocked that he quickly knelt down on the ground, slapped himself hard several times, and begged for mercy: "Senior, have mercy on me. A villain can't see Mount Tai, as the saying goes." , Those who don¡¯t know are not guilty, please leave me a way to survive, senior, I am willing to follow the example of dogs and horses!"
The weirdo glanced at him casually and asked, "Tell me about the distribution of forces in the Dark Continent."
"Yes, yes, yes, thank you for not killing me, senior. The Far West Continent is hundreds of millions of miles in radius, bounded by the central Devil's Abyss, with the Light Continent in the north and the Dark Continent in the south. We are now in the territory of the Cyclops clan. Cyclops Although there are only three thousand giants in the clan, they are all brave and good at fighting, especially the three one-eyed ancestors. According to legend, they have already entered the Daluo realm."
While speaking, the bandit leader quietly glanced at the stranger. Seeing that he didn't make any move when he heard Daluo Jinxian, he was surprised and said flatteringly: "Of course, with the abilities of the seniors, they will not be taken seriously. The younger one is willing to be the vanguard and capture the giant¡¯s territory for the senior.¡±
The stranger¡¯s brows became more and more intense, and he suddenly interrupted the bandit leader and said, ¡°I didn¡¯t expect to be preached to the mainland. Let me ask you, where is the main continent and how far is it from here?¡±
"What main continent? Sub-continent?", the bandit leader didn't know why.
"Trash!" The strange man cursed angrily, and suddenly struck out, slapping the bandit leader's body away with one palm, and then grabbed his frightened Yuanling with a wave of his hand.
Ignoring the soul's begging for mercy, the strange man's hand erupted into dark magic flames, which instantly annihilated the soul. After a moment, the flames went out and there was nothing in his palm.
The weirdo murmured to himself: "After absorbing his memory fragments, there is no news from the main continent. It seems that the two are too far apart. Going to the main continent needs long-term consideration, but it has swallowed the memory of a Nine Heavens Mysterious Immortal." The soul's injuries caused by traveling through chaotic time and space have improved a lot."
The arrival of the strange guests caused a bloody storm in the Far West Continent.
? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? rub! rub! Eight bronze-colored flying zombies rushed into a group of tribes and attacked any living thing they saw. This was already the eighth tribe that had been wiped out by zombies.
Zombies, this kind of special existence, appeared in the Pangu universe for the first time.
The eight flying zombies, under the action of the soul-stirring corpse-controlling bell, can move freely, fly and walk along walls, and are invulnerable to divine weapons. Wherever they pass, the sky is stained with blood.
There are many different cultivators in ancient times. They once talked about the method of Taiyin refining. The corpses of living beings are buried for hundreds of years, and they will turn into evil spirits after the expiration. The newly dead corpses are attached by evil spirits, and then absorb the Yang energy. The Yin and Yang are disordered, and they die by the energy. Change, just after death, the soul is scattered and the soul is stagnant, so it becomes a special existence.
"But when Taiyin refines corpses, what is achieved is not zombies, but resentful ghosts and evil spirits. The formation of zombies cannot be studied, but it is more related to blood.
" Fei Zombie was cultivated by strange people for many years. Even Daluo Jinxian cannot cause fatal damage to it.
Stimulated by the smell of blood, the eight flying zombies were extremely terrifying and went berserk, destroying tribes one by one.
The evil deeds of the zombies finally attracted the attention of the Cyclops' top management. Each tribe quickly mobilized elites, a total of one thousand and nine heavenly immortals. After a long period of hard work, Feizheng was surrounded in a valley.
"Fei Zheng is causing chaos, we will do justice for heaven and bring clarity to heaven and earth! Kill!", the monks of all races shouted, and all the magic spells and spiritual treasures were thrown into the valley.
"Ping ping ping pong" there was a sound of metal clashing, and the valley returned to silence. Eight bronze figures stood in the air, with no skin even scratched.
"This, how is this possible!" A foreigner who was at the peak of the Nine Heavens Mysterious Immortal was horrified and cried out.
"Ah!" At this moment, eight flying zombies broke through the encirclement like lightning. Several strong men were unable to react in time and were instantly pierced through the chest and abdomen by a bronze zombie's claw.
? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?Weiwei, no monk is the enemy of Yihe, and immediately, the whole valley is in chaos.
"Danglanglang", a strange sound came from all directions, penetrating people's minds.
The bell rang, and the eight flying zombies howled unwillingly. They no longer slaughtered the cultivators, but flew to the top of the mountain.
On the top of the mountain, there was a vague figure. He was wearing purple armor, with a cold face, and he was holding an exquisite and simple bell in his hand.
"What a pity. With my current injury, I can only wield 20% of the power of the Soul-Controlling Corpse Bell. Otherwise, the mere Nineteen Heavenly Mysterious Immortals wouldn't have to come out with eight corpses at once." The young man in purple armor sighed and put the bronze The bell is put away.
The monks from all races who survived the catastrophe looked at each other and flew to the top of the mountain one after another, surrounding the middle-aged man in purple.
"The monster is difficult to deal with, so we will restrain this person first." The cultivators transmitted messages to each other and took action in unison.
This time they chose the soul attack. Because there were eight flying zombies, ordinary spells could not get close to the purple man. The soul attack was different. It could ignore physical boundaries and directly affect the opponent's soul space.
The soul power of hundreds of Nine Heavens Mysterious Immortals gathered together, and their power was enough to seriously injure Daluo Jinxian, but the man in purple remained expressionless from beginning to end, as if he didn't take them seriously at all.
This further aroused the anger of the cultivators, and the mighty power of the soul swarmed out, converging into a golden diamond that penetrated the middle-aged Zijia's body.
The purple-armored young man's body trembled slightly, and he smiled softly. Then a bell appeared in his hand and he threw it into the air.
The cultivators' faces were pale. They didn't want this person to be so difficult to deal with. They were afraid of being massacred by flying zombies, so they all used their magical powers to escape.
At this moment, they suddenly felt a real murderous aura, rushing directly into their souls. The space seemed to have become sticky. No matter how hard they tried, they could not control the frozen infuriating energy in their bodies.
You can faintly see the blood appearing behind the purple-clothed middle-aged man. In an instant, he turned into a god of killing, with streaks of blood flashing in his eyes. Just the murderous intention escaping made him The Jiutian Xuanxian monks were trembling with fear.
The middle-aged man gradually formed a magic sword. He waved his big hand, and the sword light burst out, instantly cutting off all the monks in one direction, and even their souls were annihilated.
"Whoever runs away again will suffer this fate!" The innate spirit sword in the hand of the middle-aged man in purple "buzzed", and an invisible shadow enveloped the many monks who came to encircle and suppress them.
The remaining monks all looked ashen, and no one expected to fall into such a desperate situation. If any of them tries to escape, they will be killed by the purple monks, there is no doubt about it.
Seeing that all the cultivators were as silent as cicadas, the purple-clothed cultivator smiled strangely, changed the magic formula in his hand, the soul-absorbing corpse-control bell rang loudly, and bursts of gloomy energy filled the world.
The soul-capturing corpse-controlling bell exuded mysterious runes and quietly sank into the bodies of the sluggish cultivators, integrating with them at a speed visible to the naked eye.
After about ten breaths, the ringing stopped, and all the cultivators were completely paralyzed, and they didn't wake up until half a day later.
Several powerful foreign monks stood up, surrounded the middle-aged man in purple again, and said solemnly: "Although you are strong, you are alone. Do you want to be the enemy of the entire continent?"
"It doesn't matter if we are enemies of the entire continent. I don't care about a mere sub-continent." The purple-clothed monk smiled faintly.
Immediately afterwards, his tone changed, a strange light flashed in his eyes, and he said loudly: "From now on, you will join me to conquer the entire Far West Continent!"
"Haha, you are uttering arrogant words. If you want to die, don't look for me to back you up. Say goodbye!" Several monks at the peak of Nine Heavens Mysterious Immortal mocked and flew away.
The middle-aged man in purple didn't say much. The corner of his mouth curved and he whispered softly: "Come back!"
A moment later, several screams were heard from the sky, and the monks who had left returned to the top of the mountain, but all of them looked frightened.
The middle-aged man in purple gave them a power that they dared not match. The terrifying aura of killing in the opponent's body could make their fighting spirit disappear in an instant, especially the talisman that appeared inexplicably on their souls. Wen couldn't tolerate their resistance at all.
"What did you do to us?", the monk who left just now said in silence.
"Kneel down!", the middle-aged man smiled coldly and shouted sharply.
"Ah!" Just as the cultivators were about to resist, heartbreaking pain came from the Yuanshen space. As a last resort, they all fell down.
For a time, hundreds of Nine Heavenly Mysterious Immortals were prostrate on the ground, shouting "Master".
The middle-aged man in purple clothes smiled crazily, looked up to the sky and roared: "Holy Lord, don't worry, I will definitely help you win the Pangu Universe and achieve great achievements!"
The Far West Continent is about to face changes, and the Great Desolate Continent is also facing a change.There will be strife.
In the Buzhou Mountain area, in the Pangu Hall, the twelve ancestral witches sat cross-legged around the Pangu statue.
Mysterious laws and energies of various systems permeate time and space, and the entire area appears distorted.
"Twelve Capital Heavens, Pangu reverses course!" As the twelve ancestral witches roared in unison, the sky shook and the earth shook. The Pangu icon suddenly opened its eyes, its empty yet all-encompassing eyes swept across the four directions, and was closed again.
At the same time, the evil spirit, hostility, and demonic energy between heaven and earth quietly gathered together, entangled together in the Buzhou Mountains, and the majestic pressure swept across all directions.
The endless power of laws and the inexhaustible energy storm interact with each other, blooming with brilliant light, illuminating half of the sky.
"The Twelve Ancestral Witches are about to break through the barrier. Billions of evil spirits are introduced from the earth's veins into Pangu Palace, and then rise from Pangu Palace into the sky. Together with the energy of heaven and earth, they break through the sky and rush to the heaven."
In an instant, the Lingxiao Palace shook, the Heavenly Palace and the Earthly Palace trembled, and the demons were frightened.
Demon Emperor Jun and Donghuang Tai both started to deduce the Hetu Luoshu. After a moment, their faces became solemn and they slowly uttered two words: "Ancestral Witch!"
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