"Daoyou Zhou, there is another one, are you sure there is a way to stop it?"

Huang Qi looked at these two grand battlefields and asked Zhou Tian quietly.

"How dare you take this porcelain job without diamonds, rest assured. ”

Zhou Tian comforted Huang Qidao, and then asked the person sitting under the funeral book

"Senior, how long will it take you?"

"The river of blood is over, half a pillar of incense is enough. ”

As the last trace of blood in the river of blood was absorbed by the last human skin remains, the person who had been sitting under the funeral book stood up and stepped into the funeral book.

At the same time, the blood in the eyes of the three relics was even worse, as if they had been summoned by something, and they roared, wanting to come in this direction.

But the other two were all stopped, except for the last one, which had just absorbed the remnants of the Blood River, and no one stopped them, revealing a wicked smile.

"Damn. ”

Zhou Tian was taken aback, and he didn't have time to react, so he directly selected the target of [Cultivation as Copy] as the Holy Demon who was put on the body of the Heavenless Ghost.

He doesn't know who is more powerful than the Holy Demon who is possessed by Wutian and the current Puzhi, but how can it be said that Wutian has also crossed an era, stayed in the realm of Tianzun, and even almost broke through, how can it be stronger than Puzhi, a half-man.

In an instant, his body bloomed with golden light, his blood rushed into the sky, he mastered the world, and the thunder was brewing.

Bang!

The lightning stirred, and the fist of the last human skin slammed straight into his palm.

The sea of thunder was churning, Zhou Tian's hair was shining, each one had the power to crush the heavens, and the thunder wrapped around his hand, extending along Zhou Tian's arm to the body of the relic.

There was a crackling and a burnt smell came.

The human skin retreated, and the scorched black on his body was repaired in the blood, although there was only blood in his pupils, but Zhou Tian had the illusion of being targeted.

"Interesting, the Dharma phase has changed to Heavenly Venerable. ”

A low and hoarse voice came, and after the human skin regained his senses, he naturally would not be as reckless as a brainless beast.

"I am the Heavenly Venerable of the world, but I have hidden my cultivation, in order to purify Hua, you scumbags in the world!"

Zhou Tian now feels better than ever, his skin is crystal clear, and his whole body is full of light, as if the heavens are under his control, and there are even all kinds of mysteries flowing in his heart, which is the most fundamental Dao rule.

The human skin relict didn't say much, wanting to bypass Zhou Tian and go to the funeral book, he responded to the call of the funeral book, in order not to let the funeral book be refined.

"Have you asked me no?"

Zhou Tian stretched his body, chaos and thunder surrounded him, and the space was torn apart, this was just a space that Wutian himself had opened up, and the limit of bearing was not too high.

The wind was fierce, the lightning was thundering, and there were terrifying chaotic thunder tornadoes in the sky, and from a distance, it looked like a mouthful of terrifying sea eyes gasping the whole world.

On the periphery, the crystal clear runes are shining like stars, and each rune is engraved with a strange pattern, which is a natural avenue carving, and all the bone fragments are reorganized and arranged, blooming with a rainbow that makes the sun, moon and stars dim.

There was a monstrous divine power fluctuating inside, and Zhou Tian wantonly squandered his power.

The human skin relict slashed out a blood-colored sword qi, and the qi of the reincarnation of life and death was circulating, which was somewhat similar to the sword that Pu Zhi had just chopped out, but it was not so pure.

This is a supernatural power that belongs to the heavenless, and these relics will naturally be.

The chaotic thunder condensed into a thunder dragon, huge and incomparable, with a hideous body, screaming in the sky, and trembling in the void.

The blood-colored sword qi was shattered, and the thunder dragon devoured the human skin and transformed, turning into a sea of thunder, and endless chaotic thunder fell.

"Floating Palm!"

Zhou Tian directly used the only magical power he knew at the moment, and the Buddha's palm fell down, like Tianyu falling, comparable to the Buddha's palm that suppressed the origin of the world at the beginning.

The crystal glass-like Buddha palm slapped on the sea of thunder, the chaotic thunder was scattered, and the earth was pressed down for more than several feet.

However, when the dust settled, the human skin relict flew out again, letting out a bitter laugh.

"How could the skin of the Heavenly Venerable Realm be penetrated so easily!"

Although his body was full of cracks, the blood swirled around him and had already begun to repair, and even the cracks that Pu Zhi had just split in these few relics of the Dao Main Realm were about to be repaired, and the strange energy swirling on it was scattered by Zhou Tian's divine powers!

"I don't care, when that broken book is refined, you will say goodbye, I just need to stop you temporarily, and I don't have to kill you. ”

Zhou Tian shrugged his shoulders, looking unconcerned.

The flesh around the human body was stirred, and they had indeed been controlled by the burial book, because they had no mind at that time.

But now that they have recovered their cultivation in the Heavenly Venerable Realm and their sanity has returned, the influence of the funeral book on them is no longer so great.

But the most important thing is that their existence is closely related to the funeral book, if the funeral book is refined and controlled by new people, these old people's skins will also disappear.

"Roar!"

The human skin relics roared, the blood collapsed space, and blood-colored runes appeared all over the body, compared to the time when he fought with Puzhi just now, this blood-colored rune was dense and shrouded all over the body, this is a strange secret method, only their human skins can be used.

Bang!

The thunder roared in the sky again, and Zhou Tian held a thunder spear to nail this human skin!

This human skin relict was pressed and beaten by him, in fact, the same is true of the other two battlefields, both of which are human skin relics being pressed and beaten.

The strength of the human skin shed was not too strong, and it was much worse than they had estimated at the beginning.

Because the three Heavenly Venerable-level blood-colored spears condensed by the Blood River had consumed a lot of essence, and they had been cut a big hole in their chests by Pu Zhi with a sword at the beginning, and the residual energy on them was still preventing them from repairing.

At present, in the case of not being able to wipe them out for the time being, it is indeed a good choice to let them absorb all the energy of the blood river, so that the people in the prison over there can refine the burial book faster.

Because Puzhi, Wutian, and Zhou Tian's Tianzun time is all time-limited, if those human skin relics rely on the special nature of their physique, and Puzhi slowly consumes, when Puzhi's time is over, I am afraid it will be difficult to refine the funeral book successfully.

"Donor, the poor monk can't hold on for long. ”

As he played, an old voice came into Zhou Tian's ears, but it was Pu Zhi who was communicating with him.

"Can you stop talking to me with that accent? ”

Zhou Tian's first reaction was not to worry about what to do if Puzhi couldn't hold on, but to emphasize the accent problem.