Xingtian's tall body led a group of corpses to battle array, which couldn't help but make people both shocked and surprised.

What shocked was the indomitable spirit of Xingtian, who was so tenacious and unyielding, with different heads and two places, fighting in two places, and now, the head was powerless, and his body was resolutely killed, and he really deserved to be praised as the god of war by later generations.

Surprisingly, at the entrance of the cave, Xingtian and the dry corpse battle array had a fierce conflict, and in this way, Xingtian was led away, through the incident of seizing the Shennong ruler, everyone believed that it was the person who obtained the Shennong ruler, manipulated the dry corpse, led away Xingtian, and finally obtained the jade ruler, but now Xingtian's body and the dry corpse battle array came together, it was obvious that they were in a gang, what happened to the fall to the ground in the middle? Could it be that the original judgment was wrong?

Just when Zhu Xiong was full of doubts, Xingtian's body stepped out, as if passing through countless spaces, and the next moment, he had already come to the altar, and the head that was originally flesh and blood was blurred and mentally depressed, at this moment, suddenly exuded a strong unyielding will, soared up, and landed steadily on the neck, and the momentum of the whole person rose sharply.

"Ah......h

The complete Xingtian let out a long roar, and a monstrous battle intent broke through the bullfight, pointing directly at the golden book and black shadow in the air, and the golden light was like fireworks, shattered, and scattered in all directions.

"Humph!"

The black shadow next to the golden book let out a cold sound, stood in front of his chest with one hand, and shot out flat, and a black cyclone shot out, converging with the golden light.

Strange to say, as soon as this black cyclone encountered the golden light, it seemed to be assimilated, and it instantly turned into a brilliant golden light, just like the golden light. The combination of the two immediately increased its power and suppressed Xingtian's unyielding fighting intent.

At the same time, as if inspired, the corpse team turned into streamers one by one, and quickly sank into the yellow mud altar according to the direction of the eight array diagrams.

In just a moment's effort, hundreds of thousands of dried corpses all disappeared, and inside the Yellow Clay Altar, they turned into a huge eight-array diagram, suppressing the roar in an instant.

"Bang Dang"

With a loud bang, the yellow mud altar stopped shaking, the roar disappeared, the red blood no longer oozes out, and the golden light seeping out from the altar below the altar also disappeared instantly, however, the entire yellow mud altar did not return to its original state, the yellow mist was still steaming, the whole was illusory as transparent, and the inside was like a blood and vein map of the human vascular system, which was still clearly visible.

And at this time, it happened that the battle intent of Xingtian was suppressed by the golden light, and the golden light like a golden pillar descended on the yellow mud altar again, as if it was stimulated by some kind of stimulation, the human blood vein map, as if resurrected, like a real person, the blood flow rapidly, representing the part of the hands and feet, with the support of the bloodline, waved this hand and foot, stirring up the will to resist in the flesh and blood of the gods and demons.

The roar sounded again, the amplitude of the vibration gradually increased, the curse, the sound of horror, the sound of despair, continued to sound, the yellow mud altar shook more violently, and there was a posture that broke through the air.

Standing on the altar, Xingtian suddenly let out a long howl, the voice was terrible, full of unyielding and resentment, and a trace of sadness and loneliness, and the whole sound spread to every corner of this small world.

As if feeling the cry of Xingtian, the narrow strip in the center of the fire domain, the egg-shaped red boulder, suddenly cracked, and a beautiful phoenix bird broke out of its shell and let out a crisp chirp, the cry went straight to the sky, like a response, like a chorus, or to see off a friend.

Bears Ears Mountain, the cliff carvings on the cliff, the hazy and hidden part, suddenly shines brightly, one after another stone carvings, as if falling off the cliff, under the light, into a picture, exuding brilliant brilliance, towards the cracked canyon to go......

Next to the sea, the Jingwei bird, which was reclaiming the rock, stopped chirping, spread its wings and flew high, looking in the direction of the canyon.

In the dense mountain forest, an old man with a basket on his back and a medicine shovel in his hand stood up, and a vast breath suddenly emanated.

Xingtian on the altar stomped hard with one foot, stomping heavily on the yellow mud altar, temporarily suppressing the roaring gods and demons, and his face showed a resolute expression.

He muttered to himself: "Emperor Yan, Emperor Huangdi, Xingtian's mission has come to an end today, and until now, there is only one last effort!"

After speaking, the whole person, with the dantian as the center, emitted a scorching light, under the reflection of the light, the majestic body appeared a little rickety, no longer so upright, but there was a solemn and awe-inspiring heroic atmosphere.

He turned around slowly, looking at the north, as if recalling his life, and like missing his relatives in his hometown, at this moment, he is no longer a hero galloping around, but like a twilight wanderer far away from home, can no longer return to his homeland, can only look forward to the distance, a solution to the pain of longing, unconsciously shed two lines of heroic tears.

"My giant clan, boasting of my father day by day, until I am punished by the sky, I am worthy of the sky and the people, although I have no regrets in death! May the sky bless my clan with prosperity!"

As Xingtian's words fell, this strange man who was resolute and unyielding, had a fighting spirit, and sealed the source of the disaster with his body, blew himself up in the dazzling light, turned into a puddle of blood and mud, and dissolved into the yellow mud altar.

Due to the addition of Xingtian's flesh and blood, unyielding will, and strong fighting spirit, in an instant, the reactionary will of the gods and demons was suppressed, and the entire altar returned to stability, standing there steadily, the dense yellow mist began to retract, and the heaven and earth seemed to return to their original state.

The golden light emitted by the golden book and the black shadow combined together enveloped the entire altar in an instant without hindrance, and the golden light communicated the human blood blood diagram in the altar, constantly moving, and inside the altar, a frenzy was revealed, constantly stimulating the remaining will fragments of the gods and demons, and the will of the punishment heaven, as well as the suppression of the eight array diagrams, to make a desperate resistance.

Helpless, whether it was the will of Xingtian or the power of the Eight Array Diagrams, they were too strong, and for a while, a confrontation situation of mutual balance of power was formed, and no one could help anyone.

Several forces, divided into two camps, in the interior of the yellow mud altar, launched a silent battle, with the humanoid bloodline map constantly moving, dancing, the surrounding remnants of the gods and demons will fragments, slowly integrated into the bloodline, around the bloodline, actually gradually produced illusory bones, muscle tissue, and gradually transformed into a real human form.

"Demon Seed Regeneration!"

Among the heroes, there are well-informed people who can't help but exclaim when they see this scene.

"What is the rebirth of the demon seed?" the unknown person then asked.

"Demon seed, as the name suggests, is the seed of gods and demons, after death, in addition to the soul returning to the underworld, there are some fragments of will, which will remain in the body and even the dust of the air, these wills of ordinary people will soon disappear, but there are also special, in a specific environment, remnants, that is, after someone is born, there will be some supernatural events, remember some memory fragments of their previous lives, or places they have never been to, can be described in detail, as seen with their own eyes, this is when they were born, the free fragments of will in a special environment, integrated into the body。

However, the residual will of the gods and demons after their death will last for a long time, and these residual wills, if they are under normal circumstances, are also difficult to preserve, and will eventually dissipate, but like this, using special means and in a specific environment, what is successfully retained is the seeds of gods and demons.

These gods and demons seeds, once they encounter a living substance, will attach to them and grow, until they return to their own appearance and become a new life form, and I really can't imagine what so many god and demon fragments in front of me will look like once they form a new life form!" the man said with difficulty.

Inside the altar, the muscles and bones of the humanoid bloodline diagram became more and more condensed, exuding a terrifying coercion, and the will of Xingtian and the Eight Arrays began to loosen, and it was difficult to suppress.

At this moment, a brilliant symbol, in a rain of light, submerged into the yellow mud altar, faintly, as if hearing the sound of a fight, the light flowed, and the flesh and blood of Xingtian, the eight arrays, each holding one side, forming a triangular momentum, and the combined force suppressed the roar of the gods and demons.

The humanoid bloodline diagram is being reborn in flesh and bones, squeezed by the three parties, and has the potential to collapse in an instant, and the white back bones and bright red flesh and blood continue to fall off, turning into fragments of will again, and being suppressed by the three parties.

"Hmph! It is delusional to want to make a big wave when you kill a dead person. ”

The golden "Devouring God Decision" emitted a cold divine thought, and the golden pillar of light emitted was even more blazing, as if burning, through the surface of the altar, directly to the humanoid blood map, making it appear golden and brilliant, and the flesh and bone that fell off grew out rapidly, and it was more condensed than before, faintly revealing a trace of gold, like the golden body of the Buddha in the temple.

The two sides are like this, they have become a tug-of-war, fighting with each other, not giving in to each other, the violent energy, raging inside the altar, forming an energy storm, and finally the golden pillar blessed human blood map occupies the upper hand, in the roar of the gods and demons, the internal energy has reached its peak, and a dull loud noise came, like a groundbreaking thunder, the yellow mud altar is about to fall, and it is about to collapse under this violent energy......

In the distance, the phoenix bird in the fire domain soared up, and was about to fly towards the broken canyon, the old man standing on the Bears Ears Mountain, a pair of eyes shot a stern light, shooting at the phoenix bird that was about to spread its wings, the phoenix bird let out an unwilling long song, retracted its wings, and turned into an egg-shaped red boulder again.

"Jingwei, Jingwei!"

The cry of the Jingwei bird like a drop of blood came, it was the uncle who watched her grow up, and since then she has not been able to see each other, and she flies in the direction of the canyon desperately, but no matter how hard she tries, the more she still can't leap over the rising Bears Ears Mountain.

The old man looked back at the Jingwei bird that was desperately flying high, sighed softly, showed a kind smile on his face, turned around, stepped out, crossed the Bears Ears Mountain, crossed the fire domain, and came to the canyon in an instant.

In the distance, only the mournful voice of ......Jingwei Bird was left, and I didn't know who she was singing for.

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Xingtian roared, begging for recommendation and collection from a book friend!