Chapter 68: The Four Treasures of Heaven and Demons
"Ignorant demons, the gods of heaven are insignificant, scattered in countless voids, no matter how strong your magic is, you and other evil demons are just ant-like horns, frogs at the bottom of the well, how can you glimpse and know the mysteries of the gods in heaven, that old demon of Montenegro holds his own demon law, arrogant, and now he has received retribution. You are not far away from waiting for the calamity, just to see if you can be born under the Poor Dao Sword?"
After hearing this, Tianchenzi sneered again and again, and the green light of the gourd on the Yuan Shen rose again, illuminating the water surface of the Yellow River, and the Kunlun secret Yuqing Divine Sword was sacrificed in the air, and the shadows of thousands of heavy swords were whistling, and the sharp wind was fierce, all of them swept towards the three ghosts.
The Yuqing sword technique was fully deployed, and the sword light like a practice rolled and rolled, and the water of the Yellow River was affected by the fluctuation of the sword qi, and it became more and more rushing and roaring, and the water droplets flew into the air, and some floating fish were also swept up, and when the air was twisted by the sword light, it was immediately shattered and the fishy smell was tangy.
"A bunch of bullshit. "Li Xian, no kui, Xuanchen's three ghosts saw that the other party's sword was fierce, and it was expected that it would be difficult to deal with, but the three of them besieged, and they were not afraid of this old way, Xuanchen was beheaded as a zombie in Beibi Mountain, although it was not good to cultivate, but now he has no scruples in the first place, and with a sharp roar, the Yuan Shen turned into a golden strange claw, and grabbed it in the sword light.
Tianchenzi sneered, pointed with his hand, and a mouthful of vitality erupted, and between the sword lights, he cut Xuanchen Yuanshen into several pieces, but the Yuanshen was not damaged by this, but divided into dozens of golden and blue lights, and turned into strange claws, which also made a chirping ghost sound, cháo water-like entanglement of the sword light.
"This zombie cultivates the Maoshan Yīn Runic Sutra, although there is no magic weapon, but the Yuan Shen is refined, and the flying sword is difficult to kill, although it can't help me, but it is also difficult to kill it. ”
Tianchenzi knows that the zombie ghost path has lost his yang spirit, and his cultivation progress is several times slower than that of people, especially when Tian xìng is overcome by the sunshine and thunder, and there are many spells and magic weapons that cannot be cultivated, often a hundred-year-old ghost, but he can't deal with people who have practiced spells for more than ten or twenty years.
But most of these ghosts do not practice magic weapons and spells, and concentrate on honing their souls, and they can cultivate the Yuan Shen Ghost Body, and the Yuan Shen Ghost Body is refined, coming and going like electricity, fluttering lightning, it is easy to repel it, but it is extremely difficult to kill.
The king of the river was because of refining the nine yīn phosphate sand, delayed a lot of effort, and ended up in ashes and annihilation.
At this time, Xuanchen, who went to grab the sword of Yun Yuanshen, had a different thought, and the Yuanshen poured into the sword light, only to feel that the cold air was deep, and he cut himself into several pieces at once, and gathered hard, but he was actually a little struggling, knowing that the other party's sword was practiced by Kunlun Pure Yang Zhengang, and he slashed the Yuanshen and consumed the natal jīng qi. However, he cultivated yīn Fu Yuan Shen during the Hongwu period, and he was full of energy, and he was not afraid of this loss.
"It's better to break through the sword light in one fell swoop, use the yīn talisman killing magic technique, and hurt this miscellaneous hair primordial god!"
"Qianyuan Creation!" Tianchenzi saw that the Yuqing Divine Sword could only hurt the zombie's vitality, and could not kill it in one fell swoop, the other party was not afraid, impacting the sword light, if he let it entangle, he had to use the Yuan Shen to fight, although he didn't necessarily suffer, but he was in danger, and it was a little worthless. Immediately, the gourd blue light flew out, and one of the middle fingers also cracked into dozens of balls, hitting the primordial god in the sword light.
With a snap, the two collided, and the opponent's primordial spirit was really scattered, and with a loud roar, it turned into thousands of golden stars, flying outward, sliding three or four miles away, before swarming and condensing.
Li Xian, the old ghost of the king of Luoyang, and the zombie Wukui saw a face, and Xuanchen was injured by the Qianyuan Creation Jin Dan of Tianchenzi, and they all secretly screamed, urged the spell, and pounced.
This Qianyuan Creation Golden Pill is to cultivate the Heavenly Dust Zi when cultivating the Yuan Shen, and collect the Heavenly Gold Xuan Qi in the atmosphere, refining with the Yuan Shen, and when the time comes, it can also be cultivated into an incarnation outside the body, condensing into a golden armor god.
It's just that now this golden pill is still showing green sè, obviously the heat has not yet reached one-tenth, and it will take two hundred years of hard work to become gold sè, and then it will take ten years to sit on the dead pass before the gods can pop out of the gourd.
Rao is refined, and it is far inferior to Cao Cāo's He is free to become a heavenly demon, so he took great pains to seize it, and if he got it, he would immediately resist his four or five hundred years of hard work. There is also a rì post-Yuan Shen Dacheng, which can rely on this to resist external disasters.
The zombie Wukui saw that the opponent's sword light was powerful, although he was a zombie, it was still difficult to resist, if it was destroyed in the battle, he would have to find a good magic body.
This zombie body has been exercising for a hundred years, and as long as Rìrì eats blood, he can give birth to a lot of vitality. If you change to a mortal's shell, your physical body has not been trained, even if you make up for it, your vitality will be pitiful. Completely useless.
At that moment, Wu Kui opened his teeth and danced his claws, and with a roar, it was also a golden light, and his body fell and fell, and with a plop, he sank to the bottom of the Yellow River to hide.
The bottom of the Yellow River.
The mud and sand are rolling, the undercurrent is agitated, looking around, the four sides are boundless, Wang Zhong raised the green dragon flag of the firmament, and the flag suddenly has a green light, and the body is surrounded by a green ball within three zhang, and there is no drop of water in the green ball.
Knowing that this desolate green dragon flag has the function of avoiding water, the further down, the greater the water pressure, and the more the blue light will be, but there is some resistance to the action, but fortunately, Wang Zhongtian Demon is really strong, and he walks very smoothly.
Falling dozens of meters, it has reached the bottom of the river, the water is gradually not as muddy as the surface, under the blue light, the scene dozens of meters away can be faintly seen.
Wang Zhong carried the true pupil of the heavenly demon, as long as there is a light shining place, all of them are clearly reflected in the eyes, only to see that the bottom of the river is also bent and uneven, the saprolite is piled up into a mound, between the rocks on the bank of the Yan River, there are many dark holes, large or small, the small ones are only like fists, the big ones are like caves, higher than people, and the inside is dark and deep, I don't know what is hidden inside. It's just that these slow water places are densely populated with fish, shrimp and crabs, especially the Yellow River carp, which are fat and big, shaking their heads and tails to drill around.
"Why didn't the dust come down that day?" Wang Zhong walked for a while, and came to a stone cave in the riverbed, the hole was shallow, and there was silt inside, two or three meters deep, just enough for himself to survive, and as soon as he planted the Qinglong Flag at the mouth of the cave, the water in the cave was immediately forced out.
Just sat down on his knees on the Yellow River, and there was no movement.
Suddenly, Wang Zhong's heart gave birth to jǐng zhao, and the yellow light in his sleeve robe flashed, but the Heavenly Demon Bead actually jumped out, and with the Four Treasures of the Heavenly Demon, he drilled towards the blue light, as if he was about to break through the air.
"Green Dragon!" Wang Zhong was slightly taken aback, and hurriedly pointed with his hand, and opened his mouth to spray a stream of vitality on the flag, and the green dragon on the flag immediately flew out, shrunk to two or three feet long, and flew and rotated in the hole, entangled with the Nai He Heavenly Demon Bead and the Four Heavenly Demon Treasures that were about to fly away.
The five magic weapons were entangled in this hole, and the bead seemed to be pulled by some force, dripping and rotating, but the strength was insufficient, and it was entangled by the green dragon and couldn't fly out.
Wang Zhong really saw the appearance clearly, only to see that the Heavenly Demon Bead had a big bowl, the whole body was crystal yellow, like a piece of amber for hundreds of millions of years, but the yellow clouds in the bead were rolling, just staring at it, between the imagination of his mind, countless strange scenes immediately changed in the bead, showing all the horrors. It's heart-wrenching.
Then there was a faint sound in the ears, sometimes like insects, sometimes like birds, sometimes like children's cries, sometimes like ghosts, sometimes like the closest person calling their names.
At the same time, the sweet and sour in the mouth emerge together, and all kinds of flavors are available.
In an instant, the six thieves of the mouth, eyes, ears, nose, tongue and body came together!
"Huh!" Wang Zhong's green eyes spit out a few feet away, "My heart is superior to all, and the avenue can't stop me!
Freedom in the heavenly demons, insignificant, formless and substantial, the first powerful is to move with people's hearts, the illusion is immeasurably terrifying, as long as people are lax, immediately take advantage of the void to enter, and there will be no return.
The northern mountain is surrounded by rolling yellow clouds, and no one dares to enter.
In the deepest Bronze Sparrow Demon Palace, there were faint conversations between several people.
"Lord, Kunlun, and the Heavenly Master have retreated, but the imperial army has come in to dig up the treasures of the four peaks. Do you want me to wait and go out and hunt down? ”
"No, the widow has just survived the thunder tribulation, and the Yuan Qi jīng gods are too badly damaged, less than one-tenth of usual. Now that they are blocked by the Yellow Spring Demon Mist, they don't want to come in. peaks on all sides, although they went to dig. Cao Cāo's voice paused, "That kid is so determined, he is worthy of being the heir of the old demon of Montenegro, the heavenly demons are tempted and can't move, it seems that when the widow recovers, he forcibly retracts it!"
Under the green light of the two eyes, the Heavenly Demon Bead suddenly stopped, and the illusion was all eliminated, it turned out that Cao Cāo wanted to take back the Heavenly Demon Bead just now, but he couldn't force it to be pulled, and he launched the Heavenly Demon Wonder, and wanted to disperse Wang Zhong's mind, where do you know, Wang Zhong's heart is the strongest, and he has the idea of seven killings, nothing can be killed, and nothing is invaded. That day the demon launched, from the mouth, eyes, ears, nose, tongue and body, the six thieves together, were useless at all.
Cao Cāo had to hurriedly stop, as if the other party had mastered the magic of the heavenly demons, he counterattacked, showing the illusion of a black rope in the mud plow, all kinds of horror, he was difficult to resist.
The moment his mind retreated from the confusion of the Heavenly Demon, and the moment he confronted the Heavenly Demon, Wang Zhong had already faintly grasped the trajectory of it, and when he looked around, he saw that the Four Treasures of the Heavenly Demon were still entangled.
In the middle of the Four Heavenly Demon Treasures, in addition to the Demon Luo Sutra Building, the wolf tooth sword, the skeleton staff, and the white bone circle are all white and deep faces.
The wolf's tooth sword is white all over, only three inches long, unusually clever, the hilt is a wolf's head, and the sword mouth has serrated teeth. The skull staff is a white bone connected to a skeleton with two horns, this skeleton is as large as a fist, and the yellow light in the two eyes of the skeleton flashes like a living thing.
The white bone circle is a palm-sized bone circle, and I can't see any benefits, but between the shakes, thousands of circles are conjured, which is dazzling.
Only the Moluo Sutra Building, the most different, like a closed umbrella, and like a floating minaret, nine inches high, divided into nine layers, one inch and one layer, the whole body is pitch black, as if cast in iron, on which densely cast countless scripture portraits, the words are like ants, such as miniature carvings, indestructible and indiscible, and I don't know what the text is. It's just that although the pictures above are only the size of fingernails, the characters are vivid and lifelike.