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"Wang Wuyi, you provoke this ancient talisman to go out to find the eldest grandson Jing and them, and see if the magic weapon that arranges the 'Dingding Quartet' has been delivered, if it has already been delivered, you can bring it in. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info told the eldest grandson Jing that the eldest grandson's predecessor had fallen, but the situation was good, so they didn't have to come in. ”

After the ancestor of the eldest grandson family passed away, Wei Suo stood for a while, and then pointed two pieces of ancient talisman in front of Wang Wuyi and said.

This kind of ancient talisman that can break through the black light dome, when Wei Suo and the ancestor of the eldest grandson family entered, there were only three pieces left, and one had already been used when they entered, and the remaining two pieces were only enough for Wang Wuyi to enter and exit again.

Giving it to Wang Wuyi means that Wei Suo himself will definitely not be able to enter and exit, unless he moves the Heavenly Tribulation to completely break this black dome.

The reason why Wei Suo didn't go out by himself was because no one could know when the desolate clan power inside would come out, and if the desolate clan power inside came out when Wei Suo left, the situation would become very complicated again.

After Wang Wuyi left, Wei Suo began to arrange a prohibition again.

In just a moment, the black dome of light in the distance made a slight shock, and Wang Wuyi swept in again.

"Wei Dao, this Dingding Quartet's magic weapon has been sent, in addition to this Dingding Quartet's magic weapon, they have also brought you a lot of water-based demon pills and spirit pills. After Wang Wuyi swept to Wei Suo's side one by one, he stretched out his hand a little and pointed several Nabao bags in front of Wei Suo.

"Good!"

Wei Suo's eyes just flickered, and he saw a treasure bag opened, and four five or six people tall Bao Ding rose out.

These four five or six people-tall baoding faces are covered with relief-like runes, embedded with many spars of various colors.

In addition to these four huge treasure tripods, there are also more than fifty unique crystal pillars that are more than a foot long rising out.

"The three of you will arrange this great prohibition according to this arrangement. After glancing at these magic weapons, Wei Suo stretched out his hand a little and pointed out the method of arranging the "Dingding Quartet" ban in front of Wang Wuyi and the others.

Wang Wuyi and the others nodded without any nonsense at the moment, and began to arrange it quickly.

The only thing that is forbidden is the refining of these magic weapons, and after these magic weapons are refined, they are just equivalent to a formation flag, as long as the direction and distance of the arrangement are determined. This was naturally very easy for Wang Wuyi and the others, but in less than half a burnt of incense, this ban was arranged.

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"What the hell is this kid doing!"

"There are still people coming in and out, does he really want to use some prohibition against us?"

"Don't worry, there are no true immortal-level figures in the current cultivation world, even if he arranges a prohibition, at most it will lead to a backlash of our forbidden power, and it is impossible to break through the power of our palace. ”

When Wei Suo and the others were arranging the prohibition non-stop, the desolate clan power in the Purple Bronze Ancient Hall couldn't help but mutter.

If Changsun Jing and the others and Wei Suo could see the whole picture of this Purple Bronze Ancient Hall now, they would definitely feel even more infiltrating.

The inside of this bronze ancient hall is like the cabin of a huge ship, and the huge sarcophagus inside is embedded in the wall, and there are two floors, more than Wei Suo and the others expected, a total of more than two hundred.

In addition to the desolate clan who are still alive, there are many powerful corpses of the desolate clan in this huge sarcophagus, and the proportion is about half and half.

The bodies of most of the desolate powerhouses were very broken, like divine iron, but they were covered with all kinds of terrifying scars, some of their entire heads had been knocked off, their bodies were filled with countless holes, and some even their entire bodies were beaten to only one-third of them.

Among the more than 100 or so desolate powerhouses who were still alive, more than 70 people had already walked out of the sarcophagus and sat cross-legged on the ground.

The four-armed desolate clan power was still casting spells, and the blue elixir in his hand was still half the size of a fist.

And most of the injuries of the desolate powerhouses who seemed to have survived were also terrifying, some of their bodies were broken into several pieces, some of their hearts had been completely pierced, and some of their heads were cracked. Some of them still have powerful vitality power shining, and the power of being beaten by the other party has not dissipated until now.

These still alive desolate powers and the corpses of those desolate clans all show how tragic the battle was back then, and at the same time, it also shows how strong the vitality and supernatural powers of this desolate clan were.

Wei Suo didn't know anything about this at the moment, if he could see the scene in this hall, it was estimated that the only thing he felt fortunate about was that the level of the desolate clan power in this hall was indeed not particularly high, and the highest cultivation should be the eight-armed desolate clan power, except for the eight-armed desolate clan power, the rest were only six-armed desolate clan power at most, and after this eight-armed desolate clan power made a move before, the situation also looked very bad, and the already dry body seemed to be smaller again.

After the Dingding Quartet Great Forbidden was arranged, Wei Suo spent more than half a day arranging a defensive magic array, and then stopped and sat down behind an ancient hall.

The magic circle that is useful for the True Spirit Forbidden Sutra has already been arranged, and the rest is either not powerful enough and useless, or at least the Great Forbidden that the True Immortal can only arrange with cultivation, and it is impossible for him to arrange it at all.

Now it can be said that everything is ready, and the only thing he can do next is to use the Ancient Saint King Sutra to engrave the divine pattern to improve his physical body cultivation, and then it is time to see the opportunity to trigger the Heavenly Tribulation.

Adding the six divine patterns that the Sun family collected later, plus the eight divine patterns contributed by Wang Wuyi, Su Divine Blood, and the Tourmaline Sect Master, Wei Suo now has an astonishing number of thirty-one Great Dao Divine Patterns in hand. The more you can carve into, the more you can resist the catastrophe, and the success rate will of course be greater.

"What happened to Brother Wei?" the eldest grandson Xiaoru couldn't help but say again.

Ever since Wang Wuyi came out and went in again, this girl who regarded Wei Suo as an idol couldn't help but ask such a question almost every half an hour.

There was a dead silence in the black light dome, and the magic mirror of the eldest grandson family was only filled with various blurred arcs of light, and the scene inside could not be seen at all.

Every time Huang Daojun and the others heard such a sentence from the eldest grandson Xiaoru, they also smiled helplessly.

Everyone was nervous, but everyone knew very well that now none of them could help, and they could only rely on Wei Suo.

And everyone knows very well that Wei Suo is now completely playing with fire in the oil barrel, his idea is very clear, delaying a little time, not only can he use the Ten Thousand Ancient Saint King Sutra to carve a few more divine patterns, but also allow those desolate clan powers to recover some more strength, and when the time comes, they can make more efforts to resist some heavenly tribulations. But it is also obviously extremely dangerous to do so, if any of these desolate clan powers are completely recovered, then the supernatural power is not at all what they can imagine, at least the power of the eight-armed desolate clan power is simply unmatchable.

Now Wei Suo is just gambling again, betting that these desolate clan powers are not so easy to recover, betting that he has the inheritance that these desolate clan powers also want to know, and wants to know the whereabouts of the spirit clan from him, even if there are one or two who have recovered very well, they will not kill him at once, they will capture him alive.

And in such an imaginatively fearful gamble of life and death, Wei Suo was also able to use the Ancient Saint King Sutra to engrave the divine pattern, which really made Huang Daojun and the others feel very impressed.

Time is ticking...

"I can do it, I'll go out and get this kid back!" In the ancient hall where the demons muttered, a voice full of hidden anger sounded, and a desolate power with a clear crack in his chest stood up, gritting his teeth, unspeakably hideous.

This desolate clan is five feet tall, the flesh and blood all over his body have been reborn, the muscles are as strong as pieces of indigo iron, and he also has four arms, but there are obviously two high bulges behind him, which look like a pair of fleshy wings or a pair of arms are about to grow. Black light gushed out from his body, and his aura looked stronger than the power of the four-armed desolate clan, but it exuded some old aura.

At this moment, the four-armed desolate clan power has also stopped and sat cross-legged on the ground to breathe, and all the living desolate clan powers have all walked out of the sarcophagus, and there are more than 100 people sitting cross-legged on the ground. It seems that the power of this four-armed desolate clan is also too depleted, and he can't cast spells anymore for a while, but his blue elixir has not been completely exhausted, and there is still a pigeon-egg-sized one.

"I can also make a move, let's go out together, this kid can't escape at all. Another shrill voice also sounded, but the voice was small, wearing a yellow robe, dressed as a scribe, with a snow-white head, and a completely skull face, without flesh and blood, like an old ghost, but it was a monk on the side of the desolate clan. This powerful body has a strong true immortal aura, and when he was at his peak, he was at least a true true immortal.

"Don't worry..."After the voices of these two people came out, the old eight-armed desolate clan power shouted, "Now most of the clansmen are extremely weak, if the prohibition is removed and the power is shaken, at least a third of us here will fall." Wait patiently for a while, and when we are born, even if this person runs to the ends of the earth, he will definitely not be able to escape. ”

"Good!" The burly desolate power and the old ghost-like power dressed as a scribe both pressed their temperaments, glared fiercely outside, and then sat down.

"That's it"

I don't know how long it has been, with the sound of the eight-armed desolate clan's power, with a "boom", the entire ancient hall seemed to be blown up, and more than 70 desolate clan powerhouses stood up from the ground.

Endless demonic power rippled in the bodies of these desolate powers, and the endless demonic energy vibrated like a tidal wave.

A tall figure stood, like a group of ancient demon gods, walking out of the ancient times.

The other nearly thirty desolate clan powers were still unable to act, but their eyes also had terrifying magic light, piercing the void like lightning, and bursts of low roars came out of their mouths.

"After 60,000 or 70,000 years, we have a new life. ”

"Now the world is different, no one can stop our desolate clan, and the era of our desolate clan has begun. ”

The old voice of the eight-armed desolate clan powerhouse sounded again, and a six-armed desolate clan powerhouse stretched out his hand, and a rainbow light penetrated into a magic circle in the main hall.

The layers of indigo divine patterns that surrounded this ancient hall were disappearing, and all the desolate powers were roaring excitedly.

"Huh!"

At the same time, Wei Suo, who was sitting behind a large hall, also opened his eyes violently and stood up suddenly, and his eyes were like cold lightning shooting out, piercing into the void.

Compared with before, his body seemed to have countless mystical and mysterious breaths, and as soon as he stood up at this moment, an aura of determination and perseverance also stabbed out of his body like a sharp sword.

"Ladies and gentlemen, thank you for waiting for sixty or seventy thousand years to see the play, the big show has begun!"

After saying this sentence to the ancient hall where the power of the Desolate Clan was located, "Click!" There was an explosion, and a stream of water spirit vitality rushed out, shattering all the remaining Tianyuan Divine Pill that Wei Suo had been holding in the palm of his hand, and it was involved in his body.

"This..."

At this moment, Changsun Jing and the others, who stayed in the valley in the distance outside the black sky dome, were also shocked!