Divine Monarch Spreads the Dharma!

Deadwood was very excited, and said, "Thank you, Nightmare." ”

He clearly felt that the blood-colored light that flashed in the eyes of the Nightmare God rushed into his mind, forming a section of Nightmare Text, which was the method of "Ten Thousand Nightmare Divine Snatching Technique". The more he looked at it, the more frightened he became, and the look on his face kept changing, as if he was making some difficult decision.

The god chuckled, "What?

Deadwood gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, fight!

The god said: "It is worthy of being the descendant of the bloodline of this god, and he really has courage." ”

Deadwood's face turned ruthless, and he said, "What the god of nightmare said is very true, what is it to sacrifice millions of people? As long as you can survive this hurdle, there will always be a day when you can recover." ”

It turned out that the so-called "Ten Thousand Nightmare Divine Snatching Technique" actually required blood sacrifice to millions of monks of the same clan, take its essence, return it to one's own body, and use it to forcibly break through the realm. However, this technique is not a technique against the sky, and its shortcomings are also impossible to ignore. This technique can only be performed once in a lifetime, and after using this technique to advance, the immortal path is cut off, and there is no possibility of promotion from then on.

In this way, this technique harms others and is not beneficial to oneself, and the dead wood can make up his mind, and he is really a hero.

The Nightmare God nodded, hesitated for a moment, and said, "This god has already scanned it, and there are a total of 1.3 million clansmen within a radius of 1,300,000 miles, which is enough to support the Ten Thousand Nightmare God-snatching technique." Get ready, this god is ready to cast a spell!"

"Yes. Deadwood said respectfully. Immediately, he sat cross-legged and silently recited the operation method of the "Ten Thousand Nightmare Divine Technique".

With a wave of his hand, a breath of destruction spread rapidly. In an instant, the black curtain locked a radius of thousands of miles, and countless black lines connected every Wei clansman, mercilessly extracting the essence blood and power in their bodies.

At this moment, Rong Lao, Rong Bin, and Zuo Ting ...... Countless people of the Wei tribe were wailing.

No matter how cautious you are, in the face of absolute strength, there is nothing to hide.

Deadwood seemed to be able to hear the struggles and cries of millions of people, and the demons in his heart seemed to want to take his heart. Deadwood knows that this is the hurdle that must be passed through to perform the "Ten Thousand Nightmare Divine Technique", as long as he steps over and receives the essence of life from millions of living beings, he will definitely be able to break through the shackles of the Void Immortal and enter the ranks of the True Immortal!

He locked his mind, cleared the altar, and cut off all illusions!

Boom –

It was like a heavenly river, running through his head, and an incomparable force suddenly descended. The original indestructible bottleneck was easily torn apart, and the dead wood was easily promoted to true immortal, and even the necessary heavenly tribulation was omitted.

In mid-air, only the voice of the god fluttered: "The divine thoughts of this god have collapsed, and this is going back to the fairy world, you can do it yourself!"

"Congratulations to the Nightmare God!"

After a few moments, the remnants of the god-reathered aura had completely vanished, as if it had never appeared.

Deadwood felt the majestic power in his body and laughed. With a wave of his hand, a green robe appeared out of thin air, wrapped his naked body, and said with a smile: "Ye Ning, Lao Tzu wants you not to die well!"

With a little right hand, a passage cracked above him, straight to the ground.

Silently released the spiritual sense, the dead wood immediately appeared, and for thousands of miles, there was no one there. Even, lifeless, became a dead place.

In front of the grass house, Rong Lao and the other four were still sitting cross-legged. It's just that at this moment, they are dead, their essence and blood are gone, and only a white skeleton and a human skin remain! Their faces are hideous, and they must have endured unimaginable pain before they died. Deadwood sneered and said to himself, "You won't die in vain!"

Then, with a gentle blow, a breeze blew thousands of miles, and all the white bone human skins turned into green smoke and disappeared.

(End of chapter)