"It is the soul of Shouyongzi who is in charge of the Yin Mountain, Shaobai Yuan is not able to drive freely, Zhongtian helped to knock out the essence of this Dao Fruit, and it is also to pave the way for Shaobai. ”

Seeing that the seal had attracted the subjective will of the Zhongtian God, Wenchang Xingjun suddenly looked relieved and returned to his calm state.

The seal seemed to move very slowly, and it seemed to be extremely fast, to break through the many barriers in the emptiness, carrying some kind of pressure, as if it was going straight to the two heavens.

If it is said to go higher, it is better to say that it is said to dive deeper, attracting all kinds of indescribable beings to stretch out their fingers and claws and all kinds of limbs of unknown shapes, and observe curiously.

However, under the tattered and foul-smelling dragon robe of the Zhongtian God, the endless resentful eyes turned in unison at this moment, staring straight in the direction of the seal, and when it was, the largest one between the skulls wrapped in bloated rotten flesh and eyeballs also looked at it with great interest.

The gaze is condensed into a line, full of all kinds of nobility and filth that ordinary people cannot understand, and if understanding is imposed, perhaps the curiosity in it is even stronger.

After all, this seal is the essence of a Dao Fetus.

The terrible things in the Lingguan Heaven and the Xingchen Heaven were finally scattered, not only those disgusting fingers and claws, but even the greedy emotions did not dare to leave a trace on them.

The long river of the emperor is constantly moving forward, and it is about to connect to the source of the "emperor", the master of this heavenly way, and the seal will also come to it.

In this state, the Great Seal of the Northern Heaven Xuanwei inevitably appeared, and the four corners regrew fine tentacles and eyes, but the feeling given to people was no longer that of Wenchang - the uncounted heads were also biting and fighting each other in the four corners of the Great Seal, as if they were about to give birth to a purgatory, no different from the torso of the Zhongtian God imagined by Zhang Qinghe.

"Dongtian...... It's your turn!"

Seeing that the Great Seal of the Northern Heaven Xuanwei was about to be sent to the Zhongtian God, Wen Chang was a little anxious, although he knew that Guo Sicheng would definitely be able to grasp the opportunity to make a move, but after all, he was on this chessboard, and he couldn't be objective anyway.

Guo Sicheng felt the process of diving into the depths of the Beitian Xuanwei Seal, until a certain critical point, his eyes lit up, and a fine light flashed......

Countless invisible chains suddenly appeared around him in layers, wrapping him tightly, like a giant cocoon. Every sermon on the chain of heaven was writhing uneasily because of the favor of the god of Zhongtian, and the sermon that was originally as docile as a sheep around him finally shouted and continued to show his sharp teeth, fiercely hitting the chain of order, causing a turmoil in the "big cocoon......

Zhang Qinghe saw the big cocoon formed by this chain, and his heart was suddenly surrounded by horror - this seemed to be impossible to count, like a chain of chains, which was not created by the Emperor of the Eastern Heaven in a thought, but had been firmly wrapped in it before, but had been hidden traces.

What is there in the Dongtian Mud Pill Palace......?!

He needs to wrap it in layers like this, you must know that just a few of the outermost chains are enough to become the previous Yin Mountain Immortal Forbidden!

Zhang Qinghe tried to carefully discern the sufficiency of those sermons, and the more he looked at it, the more familiar he became, and the more he looked at it, the more frightened he became.

He remembered the ...... in the Zhen'an cheats The incredible giant coffin, the core that supports the rotation of the entire Zhen'an Xingchen Divine Array-

The iron coffin that exuded a terrifying aura was imprisoned with layers of Taoism, and the coffin slowly shrank between the light and the extinction, exuding a terrifying aura, and there were countless golden chains of order stretched out from the ground that were wrapped in roaring Taoism, firmly trapping the existence inside......

"There's only half a head in there...... And though alive, it seems that there is no subjective will......"

As if he had thought of something terrifying, Mu Ran turned his head and stared at Wen Chang.

"That'...... There is still half a head, and the full will of the immortal god is locked up in ......"

He recalled what Wen Chang had said not long ago-

"Immortals, you have to use the immortals to deal with ......"

"Maniac...... The people of your Heavenly Palace are all crazy. ”

Zhang Qinghe muttered uncontrollably—he originally thought that refining part of Wenchang's limbs and Zhongtian's eyeballs into natal objects was outrageous enough......

"Wrong, the people of our Heavenly Palace are all crazy. ”

Wenchang's thoughts were filled with the void, and the two felt that Guo Sicheng's support was gone, and the heavy pressure and mysterious whispers between heaven and earth swept over continuously, so that Wude and Wenchang could no longer communicate too much, and could only barely maintain themselves from alienation.

Then the chain of order that wrapped Guo Sicheng and weaved the "big cocoon" broke layer by layer, and every time it broke, countless Taoist texts escaped into the emptiness, rejoicing, rejoicing, dragging the hideous and terrifying body, diving deeper and going to their master......

With the severance of the chain of heaven, the light, like the rampant light that wants to burn everything away, manifested from Guo Sicheng's place, and at this moment, the Eastern Heavenly Emperor seemed to be no longer the master of his own body, but ...... Some kind of vessel that carries things.

Countless brilliance that seemed to burn everything condensed into substantial claws, red and gold lines cracked, dripping this empty and viscous blood, these fingers and claws were covered with constantly wriggling sarcomas, between breaths, sarcomas extracted fluttering roots, and there seemed to be a mysterious figure inside......

Zhang Qinghe has seen this kind of devil's claw, which is what saved it after Taiyin fought with the sun and the sun was defeated.

But it was clearly not an immortal god at that time, but a dependent whose image was close to the thing in front of him......

These claws made Guo Sicheng bulge like a swollen bulge in the flesh of his mud pill palace and forehead, and then tore it heavily, growing out, and then sliced open his chest, as if to make this endless sky more rampant and dazzling.

After appearing in the sky and nothingness, he instantly broke free from the concept of size and shape, and turned into an elusive great, as if a giant tree with Guo Si as the base point and countless terrifying claws twisted together, illuminating the heavens and the earth transparently.

The light was also a living thing, as if it had smelled something, and chased straight towards the North Heaven Xuan Micro Seal, as if he had been cut off some kind of perception in advance, and he didn't know that there was a bigger thing standing at the end of the seal......

Wenchang re-crossed the emptiness with a combination of nothingness, and took away Zhang Qinghe, whose lips were white.

"You...... I think I'm familiar with this thing......

It was hard to catch it back then...... It is said that he has the highest personality under the Star Monarch, the Southern Heavenly God Department, and the spiritual officer on duty......"

As if he had used some secret method, Wen Chang's breath suddenly skyrocketed, and he regained his ability to communicate, but Zhang Qinghe kept retching, and he could only passively accept the news......