Chapter 82: The Power of the Relic
As the white beads floated out, the essence of the Heavenly Wood Ding seemed to have been stripped away, and the light of the runes on it was rapidly dimming.
Until the end, the cyan tripod body reappeared, but at some point it had shrunk again into a small cyan tripod!
"Haha...... Hahaha!"
The laughter became even more arrogant, and the white bead floated in the air, and the black air around it became more and more intense.
Just as this strange scene was happening, suddenly, a drop of scarlet blood fell on the white bead out of nowhere, and the blood was scarlet, which formed a sharp contrast with the white bead itself.
The surrounding black mist was surging, and the drop of blood carried a strange aura, and when it came into contact with the white bead, it quickly meandered along the white bead itself in an instant, as if a vein had grown on the white bead.
"Humph......"
Qiu Cang snorted coldly, only to see that he was still indifferent when he stared at the white bead, at this moment his Dao robe was hunting in the wind, and the wooden sword in his hand was also lightning, and there was a faint sound of sword roaring.
The sword in Qiu Cang's hand, called Lei Song Sword, is also a square wood holy relic.
With the wind and clouds surging in the sky, the Fang Mu Dao Lord above Ming Peak finally shot again at this time, but this time, he will face the most demonic demon in the world, the most demonic demon!
"Just let the deity take a look, the strongest blood of the Bat Clan plus the true power of the holy relics unsealed by the Fox Clan!"
The words fell, and above Mingfeng, a burst of intense light suddenly lit up in the daylight, and in an instant, it spread towards the entire royal capital again, as if it wanted to envelop everything in it.
At the foot of Mingfeng Mountain, as the king of Luoguo, his eyes were staring at the top of Mingfeng Mountain, the white light flashed, and suddenly there was a soft cry in his ears, he lowered his head, only to see that everyone in front of him had disappeared, and at this time, there was only one Taoist kneeling on the ground in front of him, holding a golden tray in both hands.
And in the center of the tray was the golden elixir that was firmly placed.
A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he stretched out his hand towards the elixir.....
In the royal capital, all the people walking on the streets of the royal capital showed a confused look in their eyes after a flash of white light, and their faces were either intoxicated or tormented!
Under Mochizuki Peak, Wang Tuofu stood quietly for a long time, and he finally made up his mind that he would climb this Mochizuki Peak again, to find that even if it was not true, hope.
But the moment he stepped forward, he jerked his head back.
The white light flashed, and behind him, at this time, there was a woman standing, her clothes would not be the same as anyone in this world, because she did not belong to this world!
"You...... Are you alright?"
The voice was so familiar, Wang Tuofu's heart trembled at this time, he stretched out his right hand, all this was really like a dream, but the shadow standing in front of him was so real, his hand stroked towards the moving cheek.
But when he was about to touch the cheek, he suddenly retracted it, and he did not dare to touch it, as if he was afraid that he would break it all because of his own action.
"You...... It's not!"
Suddenly, Wang Tofu stared at the familiar face, his right hand trembling a little.
When his words fell, the shadow just smiled at him, not trying to prove anything, but her outline gradually blurred, and finally turned into a wisp of fresh air......
"It's interesting. ”
Just as the shadow disappeared, another somewhat old voice suddenly appeared behind Wang Tuofu, and he turned his head to see an old man sitting on the steps behind him.
He was wearing a star-striped robe, with a hint of kindness in the corners of his slightly narrowed eyes, and he just looked at Wang Tuofu.
And when Wang Tuofu saw the old man in the star-patterned Taoist robe, his expression froze, he had seen this person, just before the warlock on the river besieged the bat demon.
"The old man has no ......"
The old man opened his mouth and said, it turned out that he was the Astrological Master of the Moon Peak!
"Are you an astrology senior?"
When Wu Zhi spoke, Wang Tofu was stunned, and the confused state of the whole person finally recovered in a moment!
"Your existence is very peculiar"
Wuxiang said calmly, he kept looking at Wang Tofu, as if he wanted to see something from him.
When his words fell, Wang Tofu's heart trembled again, and he also looked at the Master of the Invincible Dao, but suddenly his legs were bent and he knelt down in front of the Master of the Invincible.
"Junior Wang TOF, ask your seniors for guidance!"
"Road?"
Wuxiang looked at Wang Tofu, but there was a hint of surprise on his face, and then it was quickly replaced by contemplation.
It seems that he has no answer to Wang's question, or he will not have an answer to it.
It wasn't until a long time had passed that Master Wuzhi slowly spoke, "The road ...... Isn't it always at your feet?"
Wang Tofu didn't look up, and the voice of Master Wu Nian continued to sound in his ears.
"Everything in the world, cause and effect are born together, I wait to look at the stars, but I can only look at the slightest, you are unknown, for cause and effect, you have to find it yourself, I am afraid there is no result you want on this Moon Peak"
Hearing the call of Master Wu Nian again, Wang Tofu was silent, he was pondering, searching, or his heart was in chaos, and the glimmer of hope that had always existed in his heart was slowly extinguishing, but he had never intended to accept this kind of answer.
So he knelt in front of the Supreme Master, under the Moon Peak.
It wasn't until later that the figure of the Supreme Master finally disappeared, and the autumn rain in the sky became heavier and heavier, soaking his hair and clothes.
Finally, after a long time had passed, he gradually got up, his feet staggered a little, but he did not continue to walk in the direction of climbing to Mochizuki Peak, but turned around and prepared to leave.
"Click~"
The thunder should not have sounded in this bleak autumn rain, but at this moment, a thunder on the top of the Ming Peak was like a roar of a dragon, appearing suddenly in the continuous autumn rain, like a shocking Taoist resounding in the world.
Under Ming Feng, King Luo held the golden elixir in his hand, and the expression on his face became more and more excited, and he was about to send it to his mouth.
Suddenly, a breeze blew, and the golden elixir was like a mass of sand that barely came together, gradually spreading out in the breeze and sliding away between his fingers......
"No...... Nope!"
King Luo's expression gradually solidified in this process, and bloodshot gradually appeared in his eyes, so an unwilling roar sounded under Ming Feng!
Similarly, on the streets of the Nakwang capital, when the thunder suddenly started, many people were suddenly awakened from that strange state, and then everyone frowned, some scratched the back of their heads with their hands, and some looked up at the sky with confused faces.
Everything just now really seemed like a dream to them, but that hallucination was just a short trance, and after doubting and looking at everything around them, many people just shook their heads and didn't delve into it!
"Bang!"
On top of Ming Peak, on the white phantom bead, scarlet blood adhered to it, and finally the blood thread actually formed a strange vein in the swimming, wrapping the entire bead into it.
Looking closely, those veins are slowly changing, like a winding river lying on the earth, and it seems that the flowing meridians want to penetrate into the illusory pearl.
"Poof!"
Finally, the voice of a dungeon sounded, and then a figure retreated from the black mist above the dojo that gradually thickened, and when he landed on the earth, he retreated far back, and when he stood still again, he raised his head and looked at the Phantom World Bead not far in front of him, and his eyes showed a long-lost jealousy.
The wooden sword in his hand was a little black, and under his gaze, the white light emitted by the Phantom World Bead gradually turned red against the background of the strange blood veins on it.
In the Mingfeng Dojo, a large number of people in the Five Elements Array had already fallen, and only a few of the struggling people had painful looks on their faces, and when Master Lu Xing finally opened his eyes, he was also sweating profusely and his face was pale!
"Dao Master!"
Lu Xing shouted, he looked at the Wunian Master on the side and the old man behind him, they were all sitting in place, although their faces were not so ugly, but they were not much better.
A sense of doom instantly appeared in his mind, someone struggled to get up, but found that a strange force was enveloping his whole body, plus he was already very weak, and finally sat down helplessly.
I looked up at the Phantom World Bead again, and my face showed a look of surprise that I had never seen before!
"What the hell is going on!"
Lu Xing opened his mouth, and saw that the Lord of the Heavenly Dao clenched the wooden sword in his hand again, and walked towards the Illusory World Bead step by step.
At this moment, around the Phantom World Pearl, the black mist surged, and finally formed a black palm, holding the Phantom World Pearl in his hand, the arm of the palm slowly spread backwards, and a black shadow gradually condensed from it!
"How does this holy artifact taste like with ancestral blood?"
In the black mist, the demon shadow made an arrogant and cruel voice, begging Cang to raise his head, his expression was solemn, but there was no fear at all.
"Demon ...... It's not enough either!"
With a light snort, Qiu Cang raised the wooden sword in his hand again, and just as he raised the sword, the wind surged above Mingfeng, and the Wunian Master who was sitting on the ground suddenly showed a light in his eyes at the same time, and his right hand pointed towards the shrunken Tianmu Ding.
At the same time, Wei Qing, who was sitting behind him, also opened his eyes, and the white-haired old man also exhaled a long breath, his eyes opened slightly, and his hands changed!
On the other side, Lu Xing raised his head and felt the breath in the air, he knew that there would be a duel at the peak of the next moment, only to see that in the Mingfeng Dojo, the originally dim Tianmu Ding suddenly had another blue light.
And that blue light spread violently in the white mang, and at the same time, the white-haired old man also completed the law decision in his hand at this time, and suddenly pressed his backhand towards the ground.
I saw a strange rune suddenly spread out from the place where his palm was close to the ground, and at the same time, in the Mingfeng Dojo, all the people who had remnants of consciousness were divided!