Chapter 159: Derivative Blood Death
Guang Chengzi immediately said happily: "What? As soon as he turned around and saw that it was Qingshi, most of his face was overjoyed.
Before he could finish speaking, Taiyi Zhenren interjected again: "Just rely on Your Excellency, you can't think too much of yourself!" looked at Qingluo with a look of contempt on his face.
And Xuanyuan said happily: "Dao Elder really has a wonderful method, please help my clan defeat this great enemy!" Xuanyuan must be grateful!"
Qingluo naturally ignored Taiyi Zhenren, he had an indifferent smile on his face: "The leader doesn't have to be like this, since the poor Dao has stayed, then he naturally has to help the leader with all his might." ”
Maitreya beside him listened to this, and asked curiously: "Is Daoist friend really sure to break this ancient illusory shadow?
Maitreya also had some kindness in his words, and Qingluo smiled: "Thank you for telling you Daoist, poor Dao will not talk at will." ”
Xuanyuan smiled and said, "Then please ask the Taoist to cast a spell quickly!"
Qingluo nodded, and then walked forward.
After just a few steps, he suddenly stopped and said in a confession: "Ladies and gentlemen, once this method is implemented, you need to devote yourself wholeheartedly to it, and you can't pay attention to external disputes.
Therefore, I also ask all fellow Daoists to protect the Dharma for me to prevent the people of the Wu Clan from destroying it!"
Although Guang Chengzi was very unhappy in his heart, he also smiled and said: "Since this is the case, junior brothers, we must protect Qingluo Daoyou, as if he was disturbed by the people of the Wu Clan." ”
Xuanyuan also agreed with a solemn face: "If Qingluo Daoist can really break this great enemy, it is a great luck for me, and I still need the support of all Dao Masters!"
Everyone said yes, came to Qingluo's side, and protected him in the middle.
Seeing this, Qingluo hugged his fists and said: "Thank you for protecting the Fa, you must remember that you must not disturb me."
As soon as my spell is interrupted, the Pangu Phantom will not dissipate, but will become more powerful, and at that time, even the Xuandu Archmage will be difficult to resist!"
As soon as these words came out, everyone's faces changed slightly, and even if Taiyi Zhenren was reluctant, they settled down.
And when the Wu clan saw the movement of the human race, they naturally saw Qingluo.
When Jiufeng saw Qingluo surrounded by all the immortals, a trace of bad premonition suddenly appeared in his heart.
She immediately regretted that she had escaped by this person that day, and she was afraid that there would be variables today.
And Qingluo only calmed down at this time and began to cast spells.
He asked the immortals to protect him, naturally because he was afraid that the witch clan would attack him desperately, so Qingluo deliberately said the consequences of the interruption of the spell to suppress them, but in fact, the consequences were nothing.
Qingluo sat cross-legged, the towering Creation Bead floating above his head, and then silently sensed the dust disguised by the twenty-seven Derivative Laws that had been left in the bodies of the twenty-seven witches that day.
When he fought against the twenty-seven shamans that day, he left a hand just in case today!
Therefore, among the twenty-two derivative grains that Qingluo had left, there was also a wisp of sleeping divine thought.
Now Qingluo wants to activate them, and use the derived grains as seeds, and his twenty-seven witch bodies as soil, to grow and eat away at their flesh!
As soon as the magic trick in Qingluo's hand was urged, the power of divine thoughts began to stimulate the means that had been hidden before.
The twenty-seven sorcerers in the Twelve Heavenly Gods Great Array all felt the side of their hearts at the same time, and moved slightly.
At this critical juncture, they naturally did not have time to pay attention to this inconspicuous feeling.
But what they didn't know was that next to the beating heart in their chest, a dusty seed had sprouted!
As soon as this kind of seed formula sprouts, it begins to absorb the vitality around it and grow itself.
Gradually, it grows from the size of a grain to the size of a fingernail, and then continues to grow to the size of a palm...
Its branches and foliage slowly swirled around the heart, spreading out in the meridians, gradually spreading to the limbs, and then slowly growing into the skull.
At this time, these shamans felt as if their bodies were covered with something, and these things were still absorbing the flesh and evil energy in their bodies all the time.
There was a look of horror in the eyes of these witches, but they still did not stop the formation and continued to urge.
Seeing this, Qingluo in the distance couldn't help but sigh, how could the loyal heart of the Wu clan be afraid of life and death?
He originally thought that he had just injured the flesh of these twenty-seven witches and made them give up manipulating the formation.
But at this time, with the strength of their physical bodies, they can still hold on to a pillar of incense, but the Xuandu above the Pangu Phantom is already a little pale, and it is difficult to support it.
Qingluo could only be urged wildly by divine thoughts, and the power of the derived laws relied on the consciousness of divine thoughts to directly teleport to the thorns in the bodies of those witches.
That's right, it was this kind of spiritual thorn seed that Qingluo chose in the first place!
At this time, those witches were already hideous, and it was as if ten thousand sharp needles had pierced into the flesh and blood in their bodies, and the pain was unbearable.
Seeing this scene, Xingtian's face changed drastically, and he was busy looking at the bodies of these witches.
I saw that their physical bodies were still intact on the outside, but their bodies were already covered with some kind of thorns, all over their bodies, and only the hearts had not been eroded.
Frightened and angry, he hurriedly dragged a large burst of evil qi into the bodies of these shamans, trying to cut off these thorns.
But as soon as the law of derivation changed, the thorns became as bright as blood, and then directly absorbed the evil qi into the body, evolving into the nourishment of the thorns' body!
Seeing this, Qingluo in the distance really couldn't bear those witches to bear such a huge pain, so he directly pinched the spell, and those thorns finally suddenly passed through their hearts and slowly ate away!
These witches immediately bled and their bodies fell down one after another.
But before they died, at the last moment, they suddenly connected the black banner in their hands with their own flesh and blood and became one.
The black banner got this help, and the evil qi surged, and the Pangu phantom suddenly shouted angrily, and the sound spread through the sky.
When Xingtian saw the scene of the witch falling, he was also furious, and urged the magic circle!
I saw Pangu Phantom holding up his hands, as if his hands were holding up the sky, and he slowly lifted the Taiji Diagram!
When all the immortals saw this, their faces were frightened.
But Qingluo got up suddenly, and then all the derived power was released into the air and merged into the twenty-seven thorns.
Above the blood-colored thorns, the laws of derivation suddenly increased. The thorny body immediately grew larger, breaking through the flesh of those shamans.
Then, he jumped up, directly clinging to the feet of the Pangu Phantom, and then frantically absorbed the power of the bloodline of the Pangu Phantom!
Qingluo used the power of divine thoughts, almost exhaustively urging those blood-colored thorns.
With the help of this, the derived power flashed, directly transforming the boundless evil qi of Pangu's phantom body into its own nutrients, and it rose to a thousand feet in a crazy way.