Font
Large
Medium
Small
Night
Prev Index    Favorite Next

Chapter 204 Fei Zong's majesty in the extreme western chaos

A group of robbers laughed, and their contempt was revealed.

The stranger was not angry, and smiled gloomyly. He suddenly took out an ancient copper bell from his hand, and then suddenly poured his magic power into it and shook it with force.

"Dingding Ding Ding!", a strange and terrifying wave rushed towards all directions.

In an instant, all the creatures nearby hundreds of miles of the world froze inexplicably and their eyes were dull.

These so-called robbers groaned, vomited blood, and hurriedly fled to the distance!

"What! Is this the legendary soul-catching bell of the magic treasure?" The robber leader exclaimed, and a greedy and stern look flashed in his eyes.

"How can I know the ignorant person? Is there a terrifying destructive force that is my soul-catching and corpse-controlling bell?" The strange guest smiled indifferently, and his five fingers were opened and turned, and a terrifying destructive force was instantly produced.

The power of destruction spread across the void, and in a moment, the dozen or so robbers in fairyland were covered, without seeing any movement, and in a moment it turned into dust and completely disappeared between heaven and earth.

Only the robber leader in the Nine Heavens Xuanxian Realm had half his breath left. He was still in shock and quickly knelt down on the ground, slapped himself a few times, begging for mercy: "Senior, please spare me, the villain has no eyes to know Mount Tai. As the saying goes, those who do not know are not guilty. Please leave me a way out. I am willing to serve you!"

The stranger glanced at him casually and asked, "Tell me about the distribution of power in the Dark Continent."

"Yes, yes, yes, thank you for not killing me. The western continent is a billion miles in a radius, with the central demon abyss as the boundary. The north is the light continent and the south is the dark continent. We are now in the territory of the Cyclops. Although the Cyclops only have three thousand, they are all brave and good at fighting, especially the three one-eyed ancestors. According to legend, they have long entered the Daluo realm."

While speaking, the robber leader quietly glanced at the stranger. Seeing that he was silent when he heard the Daluo Jinxian, he was shocked and suspicious, and said flatteringly: "Of course, the ability of the previous generation will naturally not take them seriously. He is willing to be the pioneer and conquer the giant territory for the previous generation."

The stranger's brows became tighter and tighter, and suddenly interrupted the robber 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? Deputy continent?" The robber leader is unknown.

"Bad!" The strange guest cursed angrily, made a sudden move, slapped the body of the robber leader with a palm, and then waved his hand to grab his frightened Yuan Ling.

Ignoring the begging for mercy, the strange guest's hand rose black magic flames and instantly obliterated the soul. After a moment, the flames were extinguished and the palms were empty.

The stranger murmured to himself: "I absorbed his memory fragments, and there was no news from the main continent. It seems that the two are too far apart. If you go to the main continent, you still need to make a long-term plan. Instead, you have devoured the soul of a Nine Heavens Xuanxian, and the injuries caused by the chaotic space and time were much better."

With the arrival of strangers, the Western Continent caused a bloody storm.

Rub! Rub! Rub! Eight bronze flying zombies rushed into a group tribe and attacked when they saw creatures. This is the eighth race tribe that was flattened by zombies.

Zombies, this special existence, appeared in the Pangu universe for the first time.

The eight flying zombies are free to move under the action of the soul-catching and corpse-controlling bell, flying around the wall, and the divine weapons are difficult to hurt. Wherever they pass, blood stains the sky.

There are many extraordinary practices in the prehistoric world. They once talked about the method of refining the body of Taiyin. When the corpses of sentient beings are buried for hundreds of years, they will turn into evil energy when they expire. The newly dead corpses are attached to evil energy and absorb the yang energy. The yin and yang are disordered, and the corpse changes through the vitality. When they die, their souls dissipate and their souls stagnate, so they become special existences.

However, the Taiyin corpse refining is not the zombies, but the resentful ghosts and evil spirits. The formation of zombies cannot be investigated, but it is more related to blood.

The flying zombie was cultivated by strangers over the years, and even the Daluo Golden Immortal could not cause fatal damage to it.

Under the stimulation of the bloody smell, eight flying zombies were extremely terrifying, and they went wild and crazy, and tribes of all sizes were destroyed.

The evil behavior of zombies finally attracted the attention of the Cyclops' senior executives. All races quickly drew elites, totaling 1,900 Heavenly Immortals. After a long time of hard work, they surrounded the flying zombie into a valley.

"Flying zombies and causing trouble, we will do the way for heaven and earth, and return the heaven and earth to clear light! Kill!" The monks of all races shouted loudly, and all the magical techniques and spiritual treasures hit the valley.

"Ping Ping Pong" a sound of metallic attacks, and the valley returned to silence. Eight bronze figures stood in the air, and even the skin was not broken.

"This..., how is this possible!" A powerful alien from the peak of the Nine Heavens Xuanxian was shocked and shouted in dismay.

"Ah!" At this moment, eight flying zombies broke through like lightning. Several powerful men could not react in time and were instantly pierced through the chest and abdomen by a bronze zombie with one claw.

The flying zombie shows its power, and there is no monk who is the enemy of one unit. If you establish time, the entire valley will be in chaos.

"Danglang" a strange sound came from all directions, infiltrating the mind.

The ringtone rang, and the eight flying zombies howled unwillingly, no longer slaughtering 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 holding an exquisite and ancient bell in his hand.

"What a pity, with my current injury, I can only swing the soul-catching corpse control bell with 20% power, otherwise the only 1,900 Heavenly Mysterious Immortals would not have to come out at all." The young man in the purple armor sighed and put away the bronze bell.

The monks of all races who survived the disaster looked at each other and flew to the top of the mountain, surrounding the middle-aged purple-clothed one after another.

"The monster is difficult to deal with, so we will stop this person first." The cultivators sent messages to each other and took action at the same time.

This time they chose the soul attack because there are eight flying zombie protection bodies, and ordinary magic can't get close to the man in purple at all. However, the soul attack is different. It can ignore the physical boundaries and directly act on the opponent's soul space.

The soul power of hundreds of Nine Heavens Xuan Immortals gathered, and their power was enough to seriously injure the Daluo Golden Immortal, but the man in purple was expressionless from beginning to end, as if he didn't take them seriously at all.

This aroused the anger of the cultivators. The mighty power of the soul swarmed out and gathered into a golden diamond that penetrated into the body of the middle-aged man with purple armor.

The purple-armored young man shook his body slightly and smiled slightly. Then a bell appeared in his hand and threw it into the air.

The cultivators had no blood on their faces. They didn't want this person to be so difficult, for fear of being massacred by the flying zombies, so they used their magical powers to escape.

At this moment, they suddenly felt a murderous aura that was like the essence, which urged their souls and the space seemed to become sticky. No matter how hard they tried, it would be difficult to control the frozen true energy in their bodies.

You could vaguely see the blood light emerging behind the middle-aged man in purple. In an instant, he turned into a god of killing, and blood light flashed in his eyes. Just the murderous intent that was emitting made the cultivator of the Nine Heavens Xuanxian tremble.

The middle-aged man gradually condensed a magic sword. He waved his hand and the sword light burst out, instantly cutting off all the monks in one direction in half, and even his soul was annihilated.

"Whoever escapes again will be this end!" The innate spiritual sword in the middle-aged purple-clothed purple-clothed hands sounded, and an invisible shadow enveloped the many monks who came to encircle and suppress them.

The remaining monks were all ashamed, and no one expected to fall into such a desperate situation. Once any of them attempted to escape, they would be killed by the purple-clothed monk, without a doubt.

Seeing that the cultivators were silent like cicadas, the purple-clothed monk smiled strangely, the magic tricks in his hands changed, the sound of the soul-catching corpse-controlling bells sounded, and waves of yin energy spread out from the world.

The soul-catching corpse control bell emits mysterious runes, which quietly sank into the dull body of the cultivator, blending with it at a speed visible to the naked eye.

After about ten breaths, the ringtone stopped and the cultivators completely collapsed to the end. They did not wake up one after another half a day.

Several powerful alien monks stood up and surrounded the middle-aged man in purple again, and said in a deep voice: "Although you are strong, you are alone. Do you want to be enemies of the entire continent?"

"So what if you are enemies of the entire continent? I don't take it seriously yet." The purple-clothed monk smiled faintly.

Immediately afterwards, his tone changed, and a strange light flashed in his eyes, and he said aloud: "From now on, you will join me in conquering the entire Western Continent!"

"Haha, you say a wild word, you want to die, don't ask me to take care of me, say goodbye!" Several monks at the peak of the Nine Heavens Xuanxian laughed and flew away.

The middle-aged man in purple didn't say much, and raised a curve to the corner of his mouth and said softly: "Come back!"

After a while, several screams came from the sky, and the monks who left returned to the top of the mountain, but they all looked terrified.

The middle-aged man in purple gave them a power that they dare not match. The terrifying killing aura on the other party could make their fighting intention disappear in an instant, especially the runes that appeared inexplicably on their souls, which could not tolerate them to resist.

"What did you do to us?" the monk who had just left said in a lost voice.

"Kneel down!", the middle-aged man smiled coldly and shouted fiercely.

"Ah!" As soon as the cultivators were about to resist, the soul space was filled with pain, and they all bowed down one after another.

For a moment, hundreds of nine heavenly mysterious immortals crawled on the ground and shouted "Master".

The middle-aged man in purple smiled wildly and roared to the sky: "Don't worry, Saint, I will definitely help you take down the Pangu universe and achieve great achievements!"

The Western Continent is about to face changes, while the prehistoric continent is also about to face disputes.

In the Buzhou Mountain Area, in Pangu Hall, the twelve ancestor witches sat cross-legged around Pangu statue.

Mysterious laws and energy from various systems permeate time and space, and the entire area appears distorted.

"Twelve capitals of heaven, Pangu reversed!" As the twelve ancestor witches roared in unison, the sky shook and the earth moved, the Pangu's holy statue suddenly opened its eyes, and its empty and full of eyes flew across the four directions, and it was on the box again.

At the same time, the evil spirits, hostility and demonic spirits in the world quietly gathered together, entangled in the Buzhou Mountains, and the majestic pressure swept across the world.

The endless power of law and the inexhaustible energy storm act on each other, emitting brilliant light, illuminating half of the sky.

The Twelve Ancestor Witches were about to break through the gates, and billions of evil spirits were introduced from the earth veins to Pangu Hall, and then soared into the sky from the Pangu Hall, and together with the energy of heaven and earth, they broke through the sky and rushed to the heavenly court.

In an instant, Lingxiao Palace shook, the Heavenly Palace and Earth Palace trembled, and the monsters were frightened.

The demon emperor Jun and the Donghuang Tai took the initiative to deduce the Hetu Luoshu. After a moment, their faces were solemn and they slowly spit out two words: "Ancestral Witch!"

;
Chapter completed!
Prev Index    Favorite Next