Chapter 33: The Book of Immortals

Song Daoming has already stepped into the Immortal Pass to achieve great power, even if Fan Chen uses the underground dragon power to protect himself, he will not use it. The terrifying sword qi bombarded his back, his internal organs were directly shattered, and the blood spurted out in one gulp, and even the person flew out with the dragon blade, slamming into the bronze giant coffin.

The connection collision, coupled with the divine power scurrying in the body, the meridians of the whole body were destroyed! Song Daoming's sword qi was too sharp, and the place where it passed was like a thousand knives, and the flesh was constantly spasmodic. It landed on the lid of the bronze coffin, and there were countless mysterious patterns and patterns on it, and he was not in the mood to look at them when he was seriously injured. At this time, his health was very bad, and he was afraid that he would definitely die by this trick, and he was sad in his heart, and at the same time sneered.

What kind of thing are you, you think that if you have a good relationship with the little princess, Zuo Li will put you in your eyes? Ridiculous, in his eyes, he is just a dispensable insect, and in the comparison of divine weapons such as the dragon blade, there is no value at all.

The reason why he dared to rush over to the dragon blade was because of Zuo Li, he wanted to rely on his relationship with the little princess and the affection of betraying Zuo Dao, Zuo Li would take care of him a little, but he thought too highly of himself.

"Little Chenzi!" Seeing this scene, the little princess's face turned pale, and her eyes were stunned! Quickly rushed towards Fan Chen, unconsciously, Fan Chen had occupied a great position in her heart, seeing him being attacked like this, she only felt that her heart was like a knife, and she was sad from her heart, and she had an urge to treat him for what she had suffered.

This is what she has never been in the mood before, painful, fearful, and sad! Even in the face of Song Jian's molestation, she is not sad now. "Xiao Chenzi, how are you, don't scare me!" rushed to Fan Chen's side, helped Fan Chen's body up, and asked in a panic, it was already pear blossoms with rain.

Fan Chen looked at the face close at hand, and was moved in his heart, it is not in vain to come to this world to be favored by such a beautiful woman!

Song Daoming's sword qi continued to wreak havoc in his body, and even the several qi seas that had been opened up were stirred up, the meridians were broken, and the vitality was dissipating. At the same time, a wave of dead air poured out of his body, and he didn't even know where it came from.

The death qi was very domineering, and soon it flowed through his body, infecting his blood, devouring his vitality, and a strong sense of weakness came. I smiled bitterly in my heart: It seems that this is the curse of our family, and it is the death qi in this body that makes our vein die young! Unfortunately, I still can't break this curse, and even cut off the bloodline of our clan!

He regretted it in his heart, and sure enough, it was: People die for money, birds die for food! This sentence will be fulfilled to himself today.

"Princess, I will never be able to go on adventures with you again, nor can I joke with you, let alone ...... It won't make you angry. You...... You have to take care and do it every day...... Happy young man...... Princess!" he took his last breath and said to the little princess who was crying with pear blossoms and rain.

"No, I don't, I don't want you to die, I want you to be with me every moment of every day! You don't want to scare me, you're angry with me right now!" the little princess cried out, her eyes full of sadness.

The cutie also stuck out her head, and tears kept flowing. Although it is always against Fan Chen, after all, Fan Chen is the closest person to it except for the little princess, and he is sad to see Fan Chen like this.

Fan Chen's heart was full of pity, and he stretched out his palm, wanting to caress the pretty face with pear blossoms and rain, but his body was shocked, and a mouthful of blood spurted out again.

"Poof!" the rain of blood sprayed, staining not only the bronze coffin under him, but also the sturdy corpse standing in front of him. But no one noticed that the blood sprayed on the giant coffin was absorbed by the patterns and veins on it, and at the same time emitted a faint fluorescence.

"Qing'er, don't bring the divine soldier over, a broken boy, if he dies, he will die, what is there to be sad about, there are many heroes in the world!" Seeing this scene, Zuo Li shouted loudly.

No one around dared to step forward to snatch the dragon blade, because if anyone acted recklessly, they would be besieged by the heroes, so Zuo Li let the little princess take it!

"No, Second Uncle, why didn't you save Xiao Chenzi just now?" the little princess roared at Zuo Li, her face full of sadness.

Zuo Li's face sank: "Presumptuous, is a broken boy worthy of you like this?"

"Hahaha!" The little princess laughed, but there was no trace of joy on her face, only sarcasm: "Second uncle, I didn't expect you to be such a person, for the sake of a god-breaking weapon, you would do this! Don't you just want Xiao Chenzi to take away the dragon blade? Aren't you just because you didn't save him?"

Zuo Li's face was ugly, and his eyes were full of anger, he didn't expect the little princess to resist him so openly.

The people around looked at the sad eyes of the little princess, and they also felt uncomfortable, and they felt sorry for her! Seeing her sad appearance, their hearts were broken.

At this moment, a terrifying evil aura enveloped the hall, and a powerful momentum emanated from the corpse brother's body, which made people feel frightened.

"Roar!" he had been observing the corpse just now, and he hadn't watched the battle at all, and by the time he noticed that the mortal aura had dissipated, it was too late. He regarded mortal dust as a relative, and he was shrouded in endless killing intent. He had the urge to slaughter and wreak havoc in his heart, and wanted to wash the Immortal Hall in blood.

"Die!" a hoarse and ruthless word spat out of his mouth, and everyone's hearts suddenly twitched, as if they had suddenly appeared in the sea of blood and appeared in the Shura Hell. I saw a terrifying killing god standing on top of the corpse mountain, holding a magic knife in his hand, and his eyes were cold and ruthless looking down on all beings.

And they are the ones who are struggling in the corpse mountain but have no hope of survival, and the corpse brother is the killing god who stands on the high corpse mountain, covered in blood mist.

"Boom!" When Song Daoming broke away from his fantasy, a pair of fists had already arrived in front of him, and it was the corpse brother. It was he who made a move on Fan Chen, and of course the corpse brother would be the first to find him.

"No!" Song Daoming, who had already comprehended the powerful corpse brother, was shocked when he saw this scene.

"Bang!" his body flew out, covered in blood, and his bones had been broken countless times, almost annihilated by the punch.

"Whew!" he swung his fist again, and was completely shocked and killed by the angry corpse brother. The current corpse brother's coercion is too strong, and every punch that shakes the Immortal Hall is shaken, even if he is a great power, he can't resist it. In a fit of rage, he had awakened some of his previous cultivations.

"Hum!" At this moment, the Immortal Hall trembled, endless immortal light flew out, Dao runes flashed, and there were even few immortal sounds, as if they were from the Nine Heavens Divine Sound.

"Ang, Ang, Ang......" The nine dragon groans came out, and the divine dragon condensed by the nine spiritual qi flew out, which was formed by the condensation of the dragon power of the nine major dragon veins underground, which was hundreds of times more powerful than the one summoned by mortal dust, and it had been completely substantiated!

This scene not only stunned everyone, but even the divine corpse stopped, suddenly turned around, and looked towards the bronze giant coffin!

"Hum!" The nine divine dragons circled for a while, rushing towards the giant coffin, and directly entered without the coffin, the giant coffin shook, and one after another immortal light rose, enveloping the giant coffin, even including the mortal corpse lying on the giant coffin.

Originally, the little princess also relied on the extreme, and the fairy light pushed her out directly, as if there was an invisible divine power at work.

"God stops at nine places, life and death are constantly extinguished, the world is ignorant of it, and there is no heavenly eye.

It is said that death is like life, or death is extinguished.

The Dharma of the mind arises, and the Dharma disappears and perishes; rise and fall are like wind and rain, and they do not know themselves when they turn around.

Knowing God walks six ways, and there is no place to go, sacrificing one's body to regain one's body, and responding to one's past.

God takes form as his house, and the god does not die, and the spirit dwells in the form and body, and is like a bird hiding in a vessel.

The device flew away, and the god died, and the hope was not high, and the Tao was unknown.

......”

The immortal sound sounded, this is a supreme scripture, it is a supreme immortal scripture, esoteric abnormality, every monk can hear it, but it can't be remembered, even a word, as if there is a special force erasing the memory, but it also makes you realize the mystery of this immortal scripture.

"Snort!" The Dao Dao Divine Pattern rose from the bronze giant coffin and turned into immortal texts, which were the immortal scriptures just now, and these immortal scriptures flew towards the mortal dust and the corpses standing in front of them, submerging into their bodies.

Zuo Dao's eyes suddenly shrank, staring at the corpse tightly, because he had just seen that when Xianwen flew into the corpse's body, the blood that Fan Chen sprayed on him was also absorbed. Looking at the bronze coffin again, sure enough, the blood on the coffin also disappeared!

His heart was shaken: What is going on, why did this kid's blood disappear, could it be that he has some special bloodline, and his blood has special divine powers?

At the same time, he looked at the corpse brother standing on the side, he already knew from the little princess's mouth that the corpse brother was also awakened by Fan Chen's essence blood!

"Hum!" The void shook again, and an inexplicable qi enveloped the hall, and a glow glowed in the arms of mortal dust, and something flew out.

"Copper lamp!" everyone exclaimed, it was the six ghost face lamps of the ancestors of mortal dust, and there was a divine light emitting from the lamp head, which was a Dao fire formed by the convergence of spiritual energy, burning.

"This lamp ......" Everyone was in a daze, and at the same time their hearts trembled, looking at the pattern on the bronze coffin.

"Fruit...... Sure enough, it was the lamp...... "My throat was dry, my body was trembling, and my heart was pounding." The magic lamp in the picture appeared, and the mysterious and terrifying bronze coffin also reacted, with a mysterious fairy scripture chanting, turning into a fairy text and flying into the two corpses, all of which were too weird and thrilling.

This strange change has completely shocked everyone's minds, and even the dragon blade that was firmly held in the hands of mortal dust has been forgotten.

The little princess also clasped her hands, holding the little cutie in her arms tightly, her eyes were full of expectation, she was looking forward to a miracle, hoping that mortal dust could wake up.

In fact, there was indeed a change in Fan Chen's body, and the divine power that had been completely transformed into death qi changed again after Xianwen entered, and the blood was boiling, and it was slowly flowing. The death qi contained in the blood changes, and there is vitality transformed with the help of the immortal text, and it is born from death!

If this scene is known, it will be absolutely shocking, the cultivation of mortal dust can be resurrected, this is too shocking, even if it is a strong person who understands life and death, he may not be able to do it, like the corpse brother, there is no one in ten thousand.

Fan Chen seemed to fall into darkness, and his thoughts stopped running, but suddenly an immortal scripture was chanting, and his thoughts that were about to stop functioning became active again, and the immortal sound became louder and louder, resounding deeply in his mind.

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