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This sudden change caught people off guard.

Mu Shaoen was also stunned for a long time before he finally reacted, it turned out that the Yuan Shen of Da Mingzun was really savagely divided.

But so what?

Da Mingzun is an extremely powerful existence, even if it is a piece of his primordial god, it is still very powerful.

Unless it is those characters who are on the same level as Da Mingzun appear here, everything is in vain.

As long as Bu Lingguan suppressed these dead creatures that were rioting, he could continue to carry out this ritual and welcome the remaining Yuan Shen of Da Ming Zun.

At that point, the results will not change.

There will be no change, nothing will be changed.

Bu Ling Guan was furious, this was the second time he had been interrupted by this sacred ceremony, although this time he was not affected by anything, but he could already feel that the Yuan Shen of Da Ming Zun had been greatly affected by such a mutation, and had become a little weakened, and even had to hand over the dominance of the body back to his hands.

Bu Lingguan let out a roar, he stomped his feet hard, this formation is his formation, this world is his world, as long as he wants to suppress this suddenly restless corpse mountain, then there is no reason why it cannot be suppressed.

The golden light in Bu Lingguan's eyes flickered, and thousands of dazzling golden lights burst out, seeping into the corpse mountain with his stomping foot wisps, spreading wildly in the ocean of dead air and blood.

He attracted this surging divine power from the Great Ming Venerable, and all the dead qi and blood qi were impacted along the way, tearing all the rioting dead things into pieces.

He waved his hands in the air, pinching every string of the formation, and pulling the foundation of the formation.

It wasn't just the swirling blood-colored formations in the sky that suppressed the corpse mountain, more precisely, the formations in the sky were actually just projections of the real formation itself.

The real formation is still under the mountain of corpses, it is an ancient trace engraved on the earth, it is the ancient formation left by Da Mingzun to guide his return.

He also happened to see a record of the Great Ming Zun in an ancient book, and learned how the Great Ming Zun, who pursued light, was vilely attacked by his four trusted allies, and was banished into the chaotic time and space, forever hovering on the other side of the chaotic time and space and could not return, and could no longer sprinkle the light he pursued all over the world.

It was also the ancient book that informed him of the location of the underworld, and informed him of the existence of this formation, which was set up by the people who missed the Great Mingzun, and they wanted to welcome the return of the Great Mingzun, but what they were waiting for was that the four shameless people would completely destroy the entire underworld, and would rather let everyone die than let the Great Mingzun return.

He was originally full of disdain for this book, but another thing recorded in the book was confirmed by reality, and he had to place hope in the record of this book.

Utterly desperate for the world, he came to the underworld with the help of drunken death, he found the formation recorded in this text, and he finally burned the last ray of hope - this is his last hope for this world.

He has been dormant in the underworld for more than 100 years, waiting for today.

The ancient nick was already full of blood, it was the blood and tears of endless creatures, and it flowed in that nick to form the most essential core of the formation.

Bu Ling Guan wanted to strengthen the flow of blood in that ancient notch, and to make the entire formation run to the limit, so that the blood light could become a sea that could engulf that dead qi.

The divine power from Da Ming Zun passed through the high corpse mountain, went deep into the lowest layer of the corpse mountain, and traveled closely to the ground and traveled all over the empty land, so that Bu Lingguan completely grasped the current situation of the formation in that instant.

The formation has not suffered any damage at present, and the circulation of blood and qi is also as usual, but under the erosion of the restless dead qi, the majestic blood qi has to begin to converge.

In terms of quality, the flesh is not inferior to the dead in the slightest, and in terms of quantity, the flesh is even farther above the dead air.

Otherwise, the blood qi would not have suppressed the surging death qi while supporting this ancient formation, making the death qi powerless to fight against the blood qi.

And at the moment, although the death qi suddenly rioted, it only led to the loss of control and the connection between the space vortex and the present world could no longer be maintained, and there were no too serious consequences.

And the reason why this situation occurred was only because this riot was too sudden, and Bu Lingguan devoted himself to welcoming the arrival of Da Mingzun, so the lack of control of blood qi was not able to suppress the dead qi.

As long as he controls this formation, he will be able to completely control all the dead qi and bring everything back into his control.

Bu Lingguan was dumbfounded, and began to concentrate on controlling the formation, and controlled the blood and qi operation of the entire formation to the limit.

Bloody light erupted from the cracks of the mountain of corpses, like the dawn of dawn shining into the night, but this dawn was too bloody, too confusing, and easy to make people completely forget themselves, and only remember the killing and madness engraved in it.

The blood light was connected to each other, intertwined, and clinging to the surface of the corpse mountain, slowly forming a thin translucent film, as if it was a blood-colored glass bowl overturned on the corpse mountain, dazzling and gorgeous.

The trembling mountain of corpses slowly regained its calm under the suppression of this inverted blood-colored glass bowl, and the vast sea of dead air slowly retreated from the gap between the corpses and the corpses into the corpse mountain, and the dead things that had torn off their bodies and were about to roar towards Bu Ling Pass also stopped their steps, and fell to the ground suddenly, becoming one with their own kind.

The endless dead thing let out a painful wail, and the soul fire in the eyes, with endless anger and endless grievances, walked coldly, as if they were imposing one silent curse after another.

A cold chill enveloped Bu Ling Pass, why could the soul fire in the eyes of the endless dead creatures that should be ruthless see such resentment, could their resentment be looking at the Great Ming Zun in their bodies?

Da Mingzun, is it really a great light?

Bu Lingguan thought a little tremblingly, but he quickly got rid of these boring thoughts.

In a chaotic world, if you can't meet the great light, let's meet the great darkness.

If you can't build a world, then destroy it completely.

Bu Lingguan smiled, and the fanatical light in his eyes made people look a little frightened and a little cold.

Bu Lingguan once again opened his arms, once again trying to establish a connection between him and Da Mingzun.

But he was greeted only by a cold wind and a bleak rain.

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