Pure Yang Wushen

Chapter 2328 Great Xia Xuanhuang Ding, Chunyang Thunder Tribulation! (seeking subscription)
Boom!

The mountain of gods shook violently, and on the glazed throne, the young man made a move. His slender fingers stretched out, and the rules and order of the heavens melted into colorful gilt in his palm. He grabbed the neck of the ancient god of death and brought him to him.

Under the black robe, the eyes of the ancient god of death are cold and bloodless. From the young man's point of view, it is like all living beings have lost their emotions and only have a cold body. Puppets are vassals of weird creatures, not even weapons of destruction, hateful, pathetic!

"The once ancient god of death, how arrogant and invincible, in the ancient times, he gathered the only god seat in a quadrant body, and claimed to be the most promising existence in the realm of the god king!" The young man's eyes were cold, and the entire kingdom of the gods was trembling, "If He is still awake, he must not want his body to be defiled like this, this is the real... blasphemy!"

boom!
He crushed the ancient god of death, leaving only a strange gray-black aura, and outlined a hazy outline in the temple. The colorful gilt stained on his body seemed to have undergone quenching, and it dimmed piece by piece, tinkling. When it falls to the ground.

boom!boom!boom!
The next moment, waves of divine light burst out in the temple, only to find that the temple he was in had turned into a colorful world, ruled and ordered like a cage, and a glazed throne rose up, and the young man sat on it, looking coldly. He said coldly: "I am a hand who transforms the sky. I am detached from above, and I also use the rules and order for my own use. I am transformed and reborn. After so many epochs, do you think that I am sitting dry under the stele of heaven!"

Wave after wave of regular and orderly divine power bloomed. In this temple, the gods of ancient times couldn't even tear the air. The colorful world was intact, but the breath of the gods began to change at a speed visible to the naked eye. , the exuberant vitality was gone, it was more like a layer of camouflage, the decadent, darkest, and most gloomy atmosphere seemed to open the abyss of sinking, and instantly crowded the temple.

The one with the most impact is undoubtedly the charming and enchanting Vulcan, with that gorgeous and fair face, the skin and flesh are rotten, the eye sockets are hollow, the half-exposed skirts are also shriveled, and the slender and lustrous jade legs are also withered in an instant. , and there are bursts of stench spreading from the bottom of the feet. Compared with it, the breath of the corpse clan is extremely fresh.

Yuan Huatian was speechless, he was obviously a strange creature, a weapon of destruction without emotions, but he knew how to use the advantages of the original body, but it was not clear whether it was just a weapon of destruction, that strange and dark decaying aura, for him For a god who can see through the form and hidden in this way, it is simply a great poison in the world. Although he is not afraid, he can't avoid it.

After half a stick of incense.

The big hand wrapped in colorful gilt crushed the last sun god. Yuan Huatian took a breath and looked solemn. More than [-] ancient gods who lost their gods and gods were crushed like this. The depraved immortal body, although he knew that these ancient gods had been eroded, but he had a glimmer of hope at the beginning. Unexpectedly, under the gods, many supreme beings survived, but the ancient gods were all planted. After breaking down the deepest root, after all, he failed to escape the catastrophe.

"What a weird and shattered weapon!"

Yuan Huatian looked at the strange aura gathered in the temple, and understood that they were all calculated at the beginning, and the dusk sky monument became a cover-up instead. It was the ancient gods that were anchored from the very beginning!
All the strange auras that invaded the blood of the gods were purified and expelled one by one under the suppression of the Twilight Monument, and finally became the firewood for the strange roots of the gods.

The gray-black strange aura accumulated, and in the temple, it finally turned into an indescribable strange creature.

It's hard to say, because he had ten heads, most of which were powerful beasts recorded in the heavens, and the one that dominated the center was a human head. Yuan Huatian's face sank, because this human head was carved It turned out to be his god form, and just this split-second fight actually reproduced the new god he had transformed from countless epochs.

Roar!
This strange creature let out a deep and mixed roar. It was the heads of the nine beasts of Tianpeng, Suzaku, Fenzhou Tianwu, Xuanwu, Bi Fang, Baihu, Huntian Shenyuan, Jiuyutianji, and Shenhuang. Inside, the colorful rules and order boiled and lingered, and gradually became infiltrated by the most gloomy and dark atmosphere. Together with the temple shrouded in the rules and order of Yuanhuatian, it was also crumbling.

"Big Destruction!"

The person in the middle looked at Yuan Huatian, his gray eyes were cold, without any emotion, and he uttered three cold words.

Sitting on the glazed throne, Yuanhua Tianshu took a light breath, and said lightly: "Fortunately, after so many epochs, I didn't get nothing. Let's see today, you, a soldier soul who lacks a body, can survive It can afford several layers of pure yang good fortune."

He stretched out one hand, and a palm-sized stone tripod emerged in the palm of his hand, with three legs and two ears, simple and unpretentious, the body of the tripod was engraved with patterns of vegetation, insects and fish, mountains, rivers, lakes and seas.

clang!
The stone cauldron cover was lifted, and the supreme aura revived. God Lord Junhu jumped out, his eyes were as cold as a sky knife, but in an instant, he seemed to be strangled by the neck, his eyes were frozen, and he froze in mid-air .

He saw that great existence, close at hand. At the same time, he also saw the rotten and broken divine body and tattered robes, many of which were unattainable in his memory and needed to be worshipped. Now the air is filled with the most gloomy and dark decaying atmosphere, which makes his body feel cold, and his primordial spirit and Dao heart are shaking violently. He can't believe everything in front of him. How many years has he been imprisoned? In the process, such an unimaginable drastic change occurred.

It's just that he fell into the hands of the human race. Could it be that this adult shot for him and struck the starry sky of the human world.

Before his divine blood became hot, behind the glazed throne, the only figure of Wang Gu appeared in a white robe with snow-like hair on his temples, causing his eyes to be confused again, and he could no longer understand the scene in front of him.

But immediately his attention was still drawn by that strange creature. The familiar figure and outline of the god, and the same decaying aura that made his primordial spirit tremble like in the past, but now, accompanied by the ground shattered, The rotting god's corpse, in this surrounding area, is far more than a hundred times stronger than the original impact.

In fact, Human King Gu Weiyi also had serious eyes, because just after the barriers between the two worlds were penetrated, the person sitting on the glazed throne unexpectedly entered the starry sky of the human race with the imprint of the gods, walked into the Palace of the Emperor of War, and then fought in the current world. Under the guidance of the emperor, he took the Great Xia Xuanhuang Cauldron and followed him into the kingdom of the gods.

In the past few years, under the guidance of this person, others have transcended after the great achievement of Wang Yin, and have already stood on the top of the Great Emperor. In other words, he already has the appearance of a myth, and he only needs to accumulate for two more years to integrate the Tao and the Dharma, and he can be among the insiders.

What puzzled him was that this stalwart existence, which seemed to him to be higher than the heavens, was actually to borrow the Great Xia Xuanhuang Cauldron in his hand.

Although in the Xuanhuang Land, the Great Xia Xuanhuang Ding, the Daxia Dragon Sparrow Saber, and the Human Emperor's Sutra are also known as the three major townships of the Great Xia, but even if the Xuanhuang Land is a place with a lack of Taoism, at most there have been births that are comparable to the sacred ones. Destiny Grandmaster, in this kind of world, is at most an artifact cast by a sage, how it can enter the eyes of the gods is really hard to imagine.

The only thing Renwanggu saw was the Great Xia Xuanhuang Ding held in Yuanhuatian's hand at this moment. It is said that it was the Baoding Ding of the Zhen clan cast by the Great Xia Renhuang himself in the past. On the day when the cauldron was completed, the immortals and gods appeared together, the sun and the moon were in the sky, and then thunder catastrophe descended from the sky, and ten thunder catastrophes followed one after another.

Compared with the Great Xia Xuanhuang Cauldron, the strange creature in the temple at this moment can't look straight at all, and the eternal Dao Heart will be covered with dust. Just by looking at it, Ren Wang Gu Weiyi feels that his body is about to split, and his Dao Heart is crumbling, as if A bottomless abyss opened beneath him, trying to engulf him in it.

Boom!

Suddenly, a thunderclap exploded, and the pure and positive aura, as if blowing from the beginning of the ancient times, dispelled the strange aura in the temple at once, and the ten strange creatures, ten cold gray eyes , revealing the color of pain and struggle at the same time.

On the glazed throne, Yuanhuatian held up the Great Xia Xuanhuang Ding, and the mouth of the cauldron was aimed at the strange creature. There was pure sunlight like gold and jade, and it seemed to be made of colored glaze. The bright thunder column was as thick as mercury. It gushes out and submerges it all.

Renwang Gu Weiyi's mind was shocked. He was no stranger to the power of the pure sun thunder calamity. On the Xuanhuang land, on the road to the primordial spirit, the tenth level of thunder calamity was more like a kind of refining for the primordial spirit until the primordial spirit was pure. When the yang and yin qi are completely dissipated, the longevity will also rise further. If it is not limited by the lack of Dao, the masters of destiny and the top figures of pure yang will never have such a short life.

But at this moment, in the hands of this stalwart existence, the power of pure yang thunder erupting from the Great Xia Xuanhuang Cauldron is more than a billion times stronger than that of the pure yang thunder of the Xuanhuang Earth, and its essence seems to have given birth to an unprecedented metamorphosis.

Ren Wang Gu Weiyi even suspected that the source of the Xuanhuang Earth Primordial God Thunder Tribulation did not originate from Dao Que's Xuanhuang Heavens, but from the Great Xia Xuanhuang Cauldron itself, which seemed to be pregnant with a pure Yang source root, Yunsheng pure yang thunder calamity, this is the killing power of life transformation, or in other words, it is a kind of life creation power!

Creation of life, and decay and destruction, may themselves be a kind of opposition.

Gu Weiyi, the human king, entered the vast starry sky thoughtfully, and in the reunited battle soul, there seemed to be a little pure yang aura reappearing, and it was like an inextinguishable fire, illuminating his entire ancestral orifice and divine court, and reaching the level of the god of mastery. Hidden orifices.

Yuan Huatian glanced at him, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, but his eyes were always locked on the strange creature, one layer after another of pure yang thunder spurted out from the Great Xia Xuanhuang Cauldron, and finally even condensed into a real thunder The pulp was extremely viscous, and it directly attached to the strange creature, just like the strange and rotten aura that eroded the gods back then, and it was difficult to expel.

Roar!
The strange creature roared, in the endless years, this was the first time Yuan Huatian heard this kind of roar that was suspected to be mournful. Does destroying weapons have an instinct? This is the end of the road.

After half a cup of tea.

Lord Junhu stared blankly at the blazing pure sun thunder fire in the temple. The memory of the past, which was like bad luck, seemed to be incinerated in this bright thunder fire at this moment. The clean qi in the heavens is different, the only thing he can distinguish is pure, as if the source of all pure yang clean qi.

And in this burning pure sun thunder fire, there is no figure of that strange creature, not only that, the broken and rotting corpses in the temple were also ignited by the golden pure sun thunder fire, becoming the most suitable The firewood, the vigorous vitality spreads in the temple, as if to create a realm of eternal life that is separated from the heavens.

(End of this chapter)