Episode 6: Heavenly Reincarnation

Chapter 550: Fighting Wu Xiaochen (1)

A sharp sword light flew in, slashing towards the head of the cold prison palace, the divine light in his eyes, the golden fist smashed all the murderous energy, and then with a bang, he ran the military word trick and beheaded the ancient clan, took the sword by the way, and walked forward backwards.

It was more than a dozen ancient clan powerhouses, many of whom were slashers, forming a killing formation and coming forward, strangling the Cold Prison Palace together.

"Set up a formation for me here?" The Cold Prison Palace was extremely indifferent, and with a step on it, the dragon qi in the ground boiled, and the Origin Heavenly God Array spread rapidly.

"Poof"

On the spot, an ancient creature turned into a cloud of blood mist, and his form and spirit were destroyed, and the cold prison palace stepped on the words and killed into the crowd, as if entering a no-man's land.

"In this place, I am invincible to you!" The cold prison palace held a blood-dripping divine sword, slashing vertically and horizontally, the sword qi rushed into the sky, and almost in an instant, four heads flew out, the primordial gods were all dead, and the corpses were separated.

He had black hair and a shawl, cold eyes, and firm steps, moving forward step by step, forcing a group of ancient clan powerhouses to all retreat, this is the main battlefield of the Source Heaven Master, they can't understand it, they don't know it!

Ahead, all kinds of immortal light in that ancient house are steaming, Ruixia is bright, spraying thin divine light, full of sacredness and peace, like the temple of the ancient gods.

The ancient people are crazy, they come for the green tripod, rush forward to kill, want to find out.

The Terran monks were also shouting, and the perception of the ancient sages turned into tangible texts, densely covering the top of the temple, mysterious and gorgeous, one by one the ancient characters were flickering, and the imprints of the ancient sages were vibrating, resonating with the avenue.

It's a crazy place, no one is unmoved, as long as you get one thing, you can use it for a lifetime.

Even those temples that don't shine and don't resonate with the Great Dao are heartwarming, and countless figures rush forward, people know that those places may be more valuable and have the power of sealing.

Back then, the Feather God Dynasty ruled half of Zhongzhou, invincible, this ancient star could not stop their footsteps, and walked towards the starry sky, the cold prison palace was like a demon king, and the ancient clan just now all ran away, no one dared to block his way, and those who made a move in the secret were also split into dozens of pieces by a sword, and blood and broken bones were splashed together.

Nie Bing'er followed closely behind him, Fan Qilin, Qi Luo and others also followed, and the old blind man, Duan De, and Dongfang Ye went to help Zixi.

The little stool said: "Be careful Hua Yunfei and Wu Xiaochen, I have a hunch that this place will turn into a blood-stained Shura field, and if you don't kill a river of blood today, it won't stop." If you really can climb the five-color altar, you must cut down all the great enemies, and you must not continue the battle to the earth, otherwise it will be a great disaster!"

When everyone was scuffling and rushing to the Supreme Ancestral Temple, an old man silently appeared at the stone gate of the last layer of the small world.

"The Great Emperor of Feathering, are you really still alive, I did sense a wisp of the breath of the Great Emperor of the Ancient here......" He held a divine gold in his hand and stared at the stone man inside.

"Today, the saint does not manifest, why did you come?" the other person was sick and hazy, not far away, it was Gai Jiuyou.

The Great Sage of Hun Tuo turned his body and said, "I'm just here for that thing in the First Ancestral Lineage, I'm afraid that he will wash the world in blood." ”

The small world of the temple on the last floor, shouting to kill the heavens, is a glorious and peaceful world. At this time, it was shrouded in blood mist. In this short quarter of an hour, I don't know how many monks died, and all the sects had people to help, unlike before, it was limited to a few people, and it can be said that this place is full of masters.

"Ahh

The Holy Son of Daoyi Holy Land fell, let out a miserable scream, his eyes were full of unwillingness, and even the murderer didn't know who it was, and he was secretly attacked and killed. His life would have been wonderful, but he was lost in this ruin, losing his qualifications to become a supreme sect.

"Poof, a female living fossil in Yaochi was cut into two pieces, and the soul failed to escape, turning into a gorgeous rain of light, dissipating in place, and destroying all the forms and gods.

This place is extremely cruel, in order to compete for the treasures in the ancient temple, all the heroes are in the might, regardless of the impact, all kinds of magical powers are fully displayed.

"That's the Yuan Shen Four Killing Technique, isn't it long lost, how can anyone still use it?" Qi Luo was surprised, staring at a brilliant light in the distance, and as a result, a piece of people fell, their bodies were undamaged, and the Yuan Shen was all dust.

In the mountains, all kinds of thaumaturgical magic methods were exhausted, and all of them used the trick of pressing the box [the bottom, one is to protect themselves, the other is to surpass others, and the first to rush into the chosen temple, where most of the immortal materials are available, and getting one or seeing a scripture is enough to be used for life.

There are a total of eighty-one ancient temples in this small world, each of which has something extraordinary, so each of them has become a battlefield, and the amazing killing machine is erupting, blood and white bones are everywhere, since they have arrived here, no one will retreat.

The grandest of the halls were the most devastated, because it was the center of the whole small world. Not only are the strong people of the human race fighting, but all the strong people of the ancient race are also rushing to each other, and they all want to be the first to enter.

In particular, the primeval tribes, as if they had gone mad, were red-eyed and yelling, all of them frantically searching for the crippled green tripod, and regarded this treasure as their life.

Although the Terran monks knew that the Ding had unimaginable significance, they did not expect that the major royal families and royal families who had ruled the earth since ancient times would care so much, and they would not regret losing their lives, and paved the way forward with blood and bones.

It has become a killing ground for Shura, with pieces of dead corpses, rivers of blood, and sacred and peaceful ancestral temples surrounded by a layer of blood, blending with all kinds of Ruicai, making people mad.

"Ahh

This is the prelude to death, everything has just begun, life is dissipating, a large number of masters are falling, and people are crazy about the immortal treasure of the Feather God Dynasty.

The sound of killing shook the sky, a large number of monks continued to enter this small world, blood flowed, corpses and bones were pushed into mountains, magic weapons and so on flew all over the sky, the brilliance was bright, people forgot everything, only to fight in front of them, all wanted to get the fairy treasure.

For the Cold Prison Palace, the scriptures, the perceptions of the ancient sages, etc., are certainly valuable, but they are far inferior to the secrets of crossing the star field, he did not rush to the most magnificent ancient temple in the center, but walked into the place where the classics were suspicious.

Of course, this place is not so easy to enter, although it is not as valuable as the Zhenmiao Guding. However, there are also many ancient books, which naturally attract a large number of people.

The scriptures are better than everything, there may be all kinds of unknown mystical techniques, maybe there are all kinds of secrets of becoming immortals searched by the Feather God Dynasty, and all the sects don't want to sweep them all.

"Smack"

The Cold Prison Palace opened the way first, and with a punch, several ancient clans in front of them all broke their bones and tendons, and there was a burst of bang all over their bodies, and then they shattered, and no one could compete with them.

They finally rushed into a temple and searched everywhere, and there was a text on the wall, emitting rays of light, and even swaying out a crimson chain of gods.

"This is a strange secret technique, it seems to be difficult to cultivate, no matter how much, take it away!" Qi Luo took out his hand, his fingers like knives, digging into the stone wall. However, it is extremely difficult, the upper Yun magic circle, guarding the ancient temple, is difficult to destroy.

Several people were shocked, more than 200,000 years have passed, and the ordinary holy soldiers have already decayed, not to mention the buildings, he took out the Hell Soul Suppression Tower, swept out a ray of light with all his strength, and finally dug down this stone wall.

"Old thing, you are ruthless enough, just do it, remember to go back and show me the first one, and help you carve a mountain protection circle when the time comes. "The big black donkey said.

They believe that others will surely leave nothing behind like locusts passing through their borders. If it weren't for the failure of the demi-saint's attempt to take away the ancestral temple, there would not be even a single grass left in the last layer of the small world.

"Let's go, keep looking, and we will definitely enter their Scripture Pavilion, where I believe there must be all kinds of secrets across the star field. The little stool said.

It is still the cold prison palace in front of the road, he has the motherly qi of all things on his head, holding the whip of the gods, the gods block and kill the gods, the Buddha should kill the Buddha, it is difficult to have a general.

At this moment, the Cold Prison Palace had no reservations, his own cultivation had climbed to the peak state, and he would cut at any time, his golden blood was soaring to the sky, and he was as bright as a holy emperor.

Moreover, the Source Heavenly Technique was comprehended by him to a new realm, and it was not very far from the Heavenly Master, and the dragon qi surged up from under his feet, forming a chain of order gods, which were connected to his body, as if he had inserted a pair of immortal phoenix wings into him, which could dominate the world.

He stepped into the next temple almost instantly, dozens of strong people found him, all of them changed color, and the prestige of the human holy body shocked the world, how many people were not stunned, who would dare to compete with him head-on?

"There are so many of us...... One of the ** roars. However, everyone else regressed and quickly disappeared into this palace.

The Cold Prison Palace will not show mercy, he wants to return to his hometown, hope may be in front of him, if he finds the Scripture Pavilion, he will embark on the return journey home, and anyone who stands in his way is his great enemy.

Two rays of blazing golden light shot out of his eyes, and when they hit this person's Sendai, he let out a terrible scream on the spot, and half of this person's head melted and died.

"What's the matter, there's still a stick of incense that hasn't been burned, how is this possible. Even Ziro was stunned, staring at the incense burner beneath the statue of the god in the main hall.

The cold prison palace and Ziyue were also puzzled, and came to the front to observe carefully, there were very few things in this hall, only a few **, and a stone man was enshrined in the center, which was exactly the same as the one in the previous Shenyu, but it was much bigger.

The incense burner below is made of red copper, engraved with clouds, mountains, flowers, birds, fish and insects, etc., and the smoke is permeated, with a sandalwood fragrance that makes people's hearts tranquil, which can make people quickly enter the Taoist realm.

"This thing is not ordinary incense, this is made of one of the most divine branches on the sacred tree, it is not really burning, but it has hooked the dragon energy under the earth. "After all, the Pink Qilin has followed the Emperor of the Beginningless, and his knowledge is not comparable to ordinary people.

This is a place of worship, nothing else, but where the pink unicorn passed, there was not even a crooked nest of melons left, and it took the incense burner away with a snort and put it into the space magic vessel. They have connected four ancient temples in the Cold Prison Palace, and there are few people who can beat them in such a combination, and when they entered the fifth ancient temple, a fierce battle finally took place and they met a strong opponent.

Because, this place has the perception of the ancient sages, and you can clearly see a Mu ancient characters imprinted in the void, and a group of people are concentrated here, all wanting to take this piece of scripture.

As soon as the Cold Prison Palace entered, a group of people stepped back on the spot, not daring to fight with Ying Feng, but there was an existence here, and there were not a few strong people of the ancient clan, so it was impossible to give up the perception of a saint.

When a piece of light swept in, it turned into a chain of order, the black hair of the Cold Prison Palace was scattered, and the six reincarnation punches that dominated the heavens and the earth were struck, the heavens and the earth were broken, and the six vague ancient universes were evolving, enveloping a dry enemy in an instant.