Holy Bone

Chapter 1497: The attack on the ancient country failed, Jin An’s thoughts

Until it was almost dark, Jin'an and the others failed to capture Prince Wu's Mansion.

King Wu is too strong. Taoist Zhanmu and the others have defeated the four war gods who protect the country and united with Jin'an, but they can't defeat King Wu who has the power to subdue the true dragon.

King Wu just stood in King Wu's palace, and he had the invincible ability to turn his hands into clouds and rain, making the sky and earth bright and unstoppable.

Even if martial arts immortals join the battle and use all their magical powers, they still cannot defeat King Wu.

King Wu is like the mountain of physical monks.

Create ancient and modern times.

Guide the physical direction for those who come after you.

None of the methods of future generations can climb this majestic mountain.

Unless Jin An uses the other seventy-two techniques to expose his divine cultivation, and uses all his divine weapons to fight with all his strength, he may be able to increase his chances of winning.

Although everyone is in the same pseudo-fourth realm, King Wu’s Qi and blood are so strong and powerful that they have already materialized. It is so majestic. The masculine meaning in Qi and blood can ignite the void. Shinto cannot get close to him, but the physical master is in front of King Wu. It’s hard to cover up its brilliance.

If it weren't for Jin An dragging King Wu, maybe a few people would have died during this attack on the ancient inner city. In the end, it was Jin An who had the power of swallowing the sky to fight and resisted most of King Wu's attacks, and he set a record of no deaths.

Elder Mo is not considered a human being.

Because Elder Mo is dead, he can only be regarded as a lonely ghost and a corpse.

The life and death of other people was of no importance to Jin An. He even hoped that a few more Tianzhu masters and Rakshasa masters would die. Jin An took the initiative to resist King Wu's unparalleled strength for the sake of the friends of Yujing Golden Tower.

"It's getting dark, evacuate the inner city first!" Taoist Zhanmu reminded when he saw that he couldn't attack for a long time.

Everyone took one last look at Prince Wu's Mansion, unwilling to give up and continued to besiege Prince Wu's Mansion, and the escaping lights left the city collectively.

After fighting hard for a day, everyone really couldn't figure it out. The immortal family from Cave Heaven Paradise had obviously been shocked to death by Jin'an's Kunwu Sword in the space crack. Logically speaking, this marriage alliance was interrupted, but it still couldn't stop history from repeating itself. .

"Damn, what's the problem?"

"Does it mean that no matter who dies, nothing can stop the marriage and alliance between the ancient kingdom Wu Prince's Mansion and Xuanguang Cave Heaven?"

No one in Prince Wu's palace could understand the crowd, and they ran away while shouting angrily.

"It seems that not enough people died this time. Old Marquis, did the ancestors of the Mo family mention how many daughters King Wu had in his suicide note? We should kill all the daughters of King Wu!" Wearing a golden sun crown, the old man said The skinny envoy Surya spoke the most vicious words.

Everyone present knew that Ming Yujing Jinque must have read the blood-clothed suicide note from Elder Mo. The Tianzhu people no longer covered up, directly pierced the last window paper and got straight to the point.

As the Divine Envoy Surya spoke, he glanced angrily at Prince Wu's Mansion behind him. They all said that the relationship was born out of the heart. I wonder if King Wu saw that the Tianzhu people had malicious intentions towards his family. King Wu gave up chasing the others and separated. Kong suppressed the envoy Surya.

King Wu stood in King Wu's Mansion and did not pursue him. He just stretched out his arm in the air and patted the sky. A strange and terrifying scene appeared in the sky. Five bloody cracks appeared in the dark clouds above his head, like a dazzling aurora. Every time A bloody crack occupies a large area of ​​void.

If you look closely, it seems that there are five claws of a real dragon tearing open the sky, trying to rain down divine punishment.

It also looks like a real dragon soaring into the sky, and there are five real dragons cruising in the sky chasing after him.

This kind of aura is too terrifying, covering the heaven and earth, extremely violent, and directly suppressing the soul of the Shinto master.

Even though he was besieged by so many pseudo-fourth realm supreme Shinto masters and martial arts practitioners, King Wu's energy and blood were still unabated, his breath was long and thick, and his blood was like a vast ocean.

The more he fought, the more frightened he became. King Wu was like the immortal sun, burning blazingly and cooking the world.

Jin'an once again stood behind Taoist Zhanmu and the others. The Kunwu sword continuously shattered the two bloody lights that tore through the void. He himself was also knocked back by the counterattack force to the side of Qing Xi, and was struck by the majestic Martial King on the bloody light. The breath shocked the blood in his body.

Fortunately, this energy that entered the body was quickly refined by the Black Mountain Qi in his body and turned into his own resources.

"Can you still hold on?" The dragon chariot caught Jin'an, and the sun goddess Xihe, who was sitting elegantly, heard the concerned voice of Qing Xi.

Jin An cupped his hands and said, "Thank you, Master Qingxi, for your concern. It's nothing serious."

The sun goddess Xihe, shrouded in divine light, nodded slightly.

At this time, the other three tore through the blood of the void, merged into one, and attacked and killed the Surya envoy among the Tianzhu people.

One moment, Divine Envoy Surya, who was cursing fiercely that he wanted to attack King Wu's female family members and kill all of King Wu's daughters, the next moment his face changed with fear, and his heart seemed to be dragged to the bottom of the lake by a big stone.

Today, they have so many Shinto masters that they can't attack King Wu alone. How can he, a Shinto master, be the opponent of King Wu now?

The bloody light tore through the void, and the attack was very fast. In the blink of an eye, it had already reached the top of the head. The huge energy and blood spread out like a map of the sky, vast and unpredictable. There was a real dragon swimming in it, as if chasing the sun and the moon, the dragon's breath It was so violent that it suppressed the Divine Envoy Surya's Soul Escape Light and fell again and again.

The Yuan Shen Escape Light dropped from an altitude of four to five hundred feet to an altitude of two to three hundred feet.

And it's still declining.

It's like walking with a heavy mountain on your back, and the mountain above your head is getting heavier and heavier.

At this moment, the old man Surya was feeling extremely uncomfortable with his thoughts, thoughts, and spirit. It felt like every thought, every thought, and every inch of his soul was like a sun stuffed into his body. It was heavy and stinging, and the pressure caused his soul to drop another hundred feet.

Seeing that the envoy Suriya was about to be left in the inner city by King Wu, the old Marquis finally took action.

The old marquis frowned and raised his hand to strike out the hands of gods and demons, helping Divine Envoy Surya to take some of the pressure off. The rest was all up to Divine Envoy Suriya himself.

The hands of the gods and demons did not defeat King Wu's attack, but the delay gave Divine Envoy Surya a chance to breathe.

God Envoy Suriya had just recovered his mind and had just survived the desperate situation. Without thinking, he immediately threw out a few soul contract linen cloths with slave blood seals on them, and sacrificed one hundred thousand slave souls at a time in exchange for freeing himself from King Wu's pursuit. kill.

Boom!

A huge phantom appeared in the void, as if it were a god sitting on a divine throne, holding a sun staff. It was so powerful that it made people's souls throb, causing turbulence in the void.

This god is so huge that it seems to be immortal. Its golden light makes people feel like worshiping and taking refuge.

Sacrificing so many soul contracts at once summoned the phantom of the god king to be reflected into the small underworld. Surya Sun God, one of the three god kings, raised the golden scepter with the sun burning in his hand and struck across the void.

Boom! This blow seemed to have the potential to break the cage of heaven and earth, making a shocking loud noise, burning the void, raining blood, and all kinds of strange celestial phenomena followed one after another.

Blood rain poured down, and the blood light that tore through the void was scattered, turning into a blood rain storm, dyeing the sky red.

When the weather was calm, it was already dark, and all the people in the ancient city had disappeared. The bustling scene a moment ago turned into an empty ghost town, leaving only endless emptiness and deathly silence.

Before dark, a group of the most powerful people in the pseudo-fourth realm in Yangjian successfully escaped from the inner city. Seeing that King Wu and all the people in the city had disappeared, everyone stopped and breathed a sigh of relief.

Today's scene of King Wu is just like Jin'an, a martial arts immortal. In the past, he was chasing down masters of the same realm in the Guixu Divine Realm of the East China Sea. A group of Shouyuan Demons in Bulao Mountain and a group of Buddha Mothers in Wusheng Holy Land were chased and killed by him alone. You can go to heaven or earth, and there is nowhere to hide.

But today, Jin An and other Shinto masters were chased by King Wu.

Today, King Wu of the ancient country is more powerful and spiritual than Jin An in the Guixu Divine Realm of the East China Sea.

Just when everyone was still sighing and lamenting the power of King Wu, suppressing the past and present, the old marquis raised his dark and gloomy light and flew towards the outside of the giant city of the ancient country without saying a word.

"Hey, why is the old Marquis suddenly in such a hurry?" The remaining people asked Old Ling Wang, and even Old Ling Wang was confused.

"Did something unexpected happen at the meeting point outside the city?" Everyone set up the Soul Escape Light again and chased after the old Marquis.

At the gathering point outside the ancient city, Taoist Zhanmu and others had just lost their sight when they saw the old marquis standing in front of the golden coffin that was torn apart and exploded, his expression as gloomy as a dark cloud, ready to burst out at any moment.

The other people in the Tianshi Mansion stood aside in silence, not daring to breathe, their faces pale, and the air was extremely depressing.

Dead!

The Tianshi Mansion is as quiet as death!

Especially the senior leader who took the lead was sweating constantly on his forehead and looking extremely nervous.

Even the other golden coffin has disappeared with its hemp rope, and the situation is not optimistic.

Taoist Zhanmu could tell at a glance that the only golden coffin contained the lower body of Elder Mo. The answer was self-evident. It was the golden coffin that sealed the skin of the ancestor of the corpse-carrying village that exploded.

The Grand Elder and Grand Master arrived at the meeting point in advance, and the withdrawal from the ancient city went smoothly without any accidents.

"What happened to the Tianshi Mansion? Why did the golden coffin explode?" Taoist Zhanmu pointed at the gloomy and ugly old master and asked the other Yujing Jinque elders who came to the meeting point in advance.

"The skin of the ancestor of the corpse-carrying village was robbed. I heard that even Po Junhou was robbed." The forthright and forthright Master Xuan Lei replied in a loud voice.

"Oh?" Taoist Zhanmu became interested. It's no wonder that during the siege of Prince Wu's Mansion, Marquis Pojun looked abnormal and looked back outside the city several times.

"How did you get robbed?"

Master Xuan Lei shook his head: "The Tianshi Mansion refused to say it. It seems that six strong men in the late stage of the third realm appeared at the same time and killed the soul distraction that Po Junhou left in the golden coffin. Kill him as soon as possible. He also robbed Pojunhou of a very important magic weapon."

Taoist Zhanmu said oh, and then said that it was no wonder that Po Junhou was so angry. Anyone could see that Taoist Zhanmu was more happy than sympathetic.

"The Six Lords and Three Realms started looting at the same time in the late stage. I don't know which force is so generous. Not to mention that Po Junhou left a soul to distract him. Even if Po Junhou's true body faced so many people besieging him, he might not be able to do it. The contents of the golden coffin can be preserved," Chi Yuan said.

The group fell into deep thought.

Everyone was reunited safely, and there was naturally a caring greeting and joy. The joy of reunion here was in sharp contrast to the suffocation and depression before the storm in Tianshi Mansion.

"Uncle Master, Master Master, your trip went well. Did you solve the troubles in the ancient inner city?" the elders of Yujing Golden Tower couldn't wait to ask.

"Taoist Master Jin'an, you are fighting fiercely in the ancient inner city. We can feel the pressure even outside the city. What happened in Prince Wu's Mansion after we left the city? Did everything go well at Prince Wu's Mansion? Did we successfully stop Xuanguang Cave?" Even the great elder and great leader asked Jin An curiously.

Taoist Zhanmu shook his head with a gloomy expression and roughly told what happened in Prince Wu's Mansion. After hearing this, everyone looked sad and sighed.

"If it's useless to stop Xuan Guang Cave, how can we get out of trouble? Will the Tianshi Mansion know more details?"

Elder Jinque of Yujing suggested asking the Tianshi Mansion, but when he looked back and saw the depressing atmosphere there, he gave up the idea for the time being.

Wouldn't it be bad luck to go to the Tianshi Mansion at this time? Not only would the information not be asked, but he would be suspected of being intercepted by the Yujing Golden Palace and snatching the skin of the ancestor of the corpse-carrying village.

The six powerful men in the late stages of the Three Realms came out together. They were definitely not ordinary sects. It was not surprising that they were suspected of Yujing Golden Tower.

"Let's wait and see if the reincarnation scene will happen again in the ancient city tomorrow." Taoist Zhanmu said. He had no clue at the moment. There were constant troubles at the Tianshi Mansion, so he could only wait.

"Then the imperial master's body that we spent so much effort to rob is useless?" The great elder of the Dashi Kingdom took out a magic lamp made of gold that he carried with him, put it on his palm and rubbed it a few times.

The result can be imagined. After dark, the body of the national master disappeared and returned to the ancient city. If you want to see the Imperial Master's body again, you have to wait until tomorrow at the Fumen morgue.

"It has been able to trap the ancestors of the Mo family for hundreds of years. Today, I finally saw the power of the ancient country's curse."

"It stands to reason that the ancestor of the Mohist family has been deducing for hundreds of years and is the person closest to the truth. If even he is wrong in predicting the truth, where should we look for clues again? Could it be that we will be trapped like the ancestor of the Mohist family How many hundred years has it been here?”

"Let alone hundreds of years, in my opinion, within ten or twenty years, everyone will be close to going crazy."

For a time, the team's morale was low and they were confused about the future.

"Taoist Master Jin An, are you worried?" Master Qing Xi rarely took the initiative to speak. Standing side by side with Jin An, she glanced at Jin An.

Ah this?

Jin An, who was controlling the sacred fetus of lead and mercury to hide deep underground, constantly refining the remaining breath on the magic weapon of the bronze crane-mouthed square pot, and avoiding the search of the old marquis, did not expect that Master Qing Xi would suddenly talk to him, even though he had cultivated Qianxin Tribulation, with one mind and dozens of tasks, it is inevitable that I will not be able to answer for a short time at this time.

The calamity of thousands of hearts, the use of one mind for dozens of times, and the gushing thoughts of a Shinto master are all of no use at this time.

"No." In the end, there was only one word left in the dull reply.

"Oh." Master Qingxi said nothing.

Jin An thought for a while and asked carefully: "Master Qingxi, do you think I have something on my mind?"

Qing Xi didn't say anything, but glanced at Jin An again, as if he didn't say anything but said it, as if he was saying to give you a look and you'll understand.

"Master Qingxi, Taoist Priest Jin'an, what do you think?" Taoist Zhanmu laughed.