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Chapter 172: Planting Gods

Each had their own thoughts, the two of them slammed each other's palms, and no one took advantage of it, Ling Moyu's tone of speech was very natural, as if the eldest of the heavens, his second child, no one could make a move on him,.

Such a superb can also sit on the position of the suzerain, Zhao Zhize has already concluded in his heart that if he wants to come to the palace without a future, he will definitely be lost in the hands of this generation.

"The alien beast is the thing of the master of this palace, if you continue to fight, then don't blame this palace for being ruthless." With murderous intent on his face, Ling Moyu would not hide it at all, whatever he thought in his heart, it would all be shown on his face the next moment.

Zhao Zhize didn't reply, he seemed to be hesitant, and his expression gave people a sense of fear, but in his heart, he had already revealed his gloomy fangs.

The bone disk is determined to be obtained, and the alien beast wants to take it in his hands, and he is unwilling to give up both things, but if he wants to seize the bone disk, he will definitely pay some price.

From the very beginning, Zhao Zhize was creating an illusion, making Ling Moyu think that he was better than him, not so much creating an illusion as creating an opportunity.

Create a chance to capture the bone!

"I advise you to know each other, otherwise you will be destroyed." Ling Moyu was arrogant, when he came, he was still wary of Zhao Zhize, but now, he thinks in his heart that Zhao Zhize is nothing more than that.

Zhao Zhize and Ling Moyu's cultivation is both realm creation, and there is not much difference, and Ling Moyu has a bone plate in his hand, and he thinks that he is better than Zhao Zhize, so he doesn't take it seriously.

Seeing that Zhao Zhize was still hesitant and looked a little jealous, Ling Moyu sneered and withdrew the bone disc into his body, and with the excitement in his heart, he walked towards the round of white light not far away.

Just as Ling Moyu raised his feet and was about to step into the white light, Zhao Zhize raised his head suddenly, his eyes were extremely bright, like sunlight piercing the sky.

"Others only see my current aura, but they can't see the hardships of more than 500 years, if it weren't for the accident, let me learn the method of 'planting gods', I wouldn't have come to this point." Thinking back on the time of more than five hundred years, Zhao Zhize's expression became more determined, he raised his hand and pointed at Ling Moyu, and secretly thought in his heart, "If this method is applied to such a waste, it really defiles the word 'seed god', if it is not because of the bone plate, this person can only be wiped out." ”

Create opportunities, now that the opportunity has come, Zhao Zhize finally showed his fangs, all the illusions are just to plant a god in Ling Moyu's heart, and plant Zhao Zhize's god.

With this god, he seized Ling Moyu's soul, so as to control the bone disc and control the palace in another way.

The god of the gods is not the intention of the gods, but a kind of thing like a god that is produced by this kind of exercise, and if this god is planted in the hearts of others, it can be quietly and quietly achieved when it is induced.

This kind of seizure is not the seizure of the body in the traditional sense, but the abandonment of the body and the seizure of its soul, so that it is equivalent to having two souls.

The meaning of having two souls is equivalent to having two lives, and when his soul moves, he can turn into Ling Moyu or Zhao Zhize.

"With my thoughts, lead the gods, plant this life, and the next life, plant gods to destroy the soul, and enlighten." Pointing at Ling Moyu, Zhao Zhize chanted softly in his mouth.

The body that was about to step into the light wheel suddenly stopped, and a sense of crisis rose in Ling Moyu's heart, and an extremely majestic force gradually filled his body, and rolled up a vast might, attacking his soul.

Opportunities are only reserved for those who are prepared, and Zhao Zhize is such a person, but at this moment, it is not the opportunity he is waiting for.

"Impossible!" The pupils contracted suddenly, and the color of horror filled his cheeks, Zhao Zhize could no longer remain calm, and exclaimed in surprise, he used the method of cultivating gods for the second time, and he knew the power of this method, but at this moment, it ended in failure.

The first time, he took away the previous generation of sect masters, and after years of refining, he merged the two souls and entered the realm of cultivation, and this time, in his opinion, the chance of success was 100%, but the result was unexpected.

The spirit trembled, Ling Moyu showed fear on his face, spurted out a mouthful of essence blood, and turned his head sharply to stare at Zhao Zhize, his eyes were very sharp, as if he wanted to kill.

If it weren't for the vast power, which came and disappeared quickly, Ling Moyu would no longer be Ling Moyu, and when he thought about it at this moment, his heart palpitated, and his heart was still trembling.

"Wait for this palace to capture the strange beast, and then come to settle accounts with you." Raising his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, Ling Moyu's eyes were fierce, but he didn't immediately make a move on Zhao Zhize, his heart had already been filled with the strange beasts in the ground of ten thousand beasts.

No longer looking at Zhao Zhize, Ling Moyu stepped into the light wheel, his figure writhed, as if it had been decomposed, and rotated with the white light, his expression changed from the initial excitement and pride to the final shock and fear.

"Impossible, impossible......" Seeing that Ling Moyu's figure was about to disappear, Zhao Zhize's constricted pupils shot out two terrifying rays, he couldn't believe that the Divine Cultivation Technique would fail.

"He must not be allowed to succeed." Even if he couldn't figure it out, Zhao Zhize couldn't let Ling Moyu succeed, otherwise his life would be lost, if he could see Ling Moyu's last expression, he would definitely not choose to step into the light wheel.

stepped out, and was about to step into the light wheel in an instant, but at the moment when he was about to step in, Zhao Zhize's body was as if he had been hit by a mountain, trembling, and his contracted pupils contracted again, like a thin line.

"No, if the method of cultivating gods is applied to Ling Moyu, it will definitely not fail." Five hundred years, Zhao Zhize is not playing, but killing, just when he was about to step into the light wheel, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, causing him to stop moving, and roll upside down, standing a zhang away, staring at the light wheel.

The more he thought about it, the more he felt that something was wrong, and the weakness of the skeleton creature became more and more uneasy.

"The skeleton creatures are by no means so weak, and the method of cultivating gods will never fail, even this light wheel is full of strangeness, and ten thousand beasts have fallen to the ground, how can it be so easy to advance." When his mind turned, Zhao Zhize's face turned pale for a moment, and he suddenly felt a chill on his spine, and he suddenly realized that all this was strange.

Chu Fan can think of it, Zhao Zhize can also think of it, calm down, think back to what he experienced, he took a deep breath, his body couldn't stop trembling, looking at the light wheel, a trace of horror appeared in his eyes.

"Perhaps, choosing to come here is a mistake in itself." With a wry smile, Zhao Zhize only then realized that the rotating light wheel was in the opposite direction, and if he stepped into it, even if he didn't die, his soul would be cut off in half.

Helpless and bitter, even more unwilling, before coming, Zhao Zhize had already planned everything, even if he couldn't get the beast, he had to win the bone plate, but now he was empty, not only did he get nothing, but he was also seriously injured.

If the death of ten thousand beasts is so good, there will be no death of the Holy Venerable, let alone any strange beasts left here.

"Here, it's not a treasure place, it's a burial place." Closing his eyes and sighing bitterly, Zhao Zhize had already guessed that everything in front of him was an illusion, "Only in the illusion realm will the method of cultivating gods fail, and the skeleton creatures will be so weak." ”