Yu Dao Qiankun

Chapter 211 Breaking the God Stele, Breaking the Blood Oath

Zhuan Yun's consciousness was fuzzy, and he was still trying to smash the God's Stele with the Primordial Purple Qi Bead.

The pills were thrown into the mouth one by one, and then bottle by bottle, until the last bottle of pill was exhausted.

He paused for the hand that was in the Qiankun bag, and thought: If I knew it earlier, I would have brought more.

puff-

Zhuan Yun sat on the ground and adjusted his breath.

At this time, a white jade bottle dangled in front of his eyes.

"Nursing the Spiritual Heart Pill, it can help you regain your energy."

Hearing the sixth prince's voice, Zhuan Yun's heart beat faster.But it immediately recovered and looked up.

The boy stood behind him and stretched out the medicine bottle from behind.

"How did you come?"

"Come and see, the touching picture of an elder brother saving his younger brother. Oh, if the younger brother's illness is not caused by the older brother, it will be more perfect."

In a word, Zhuan Yun immediately understood that he knew the existence of the Blood Oath Stele and knew all the truth.

"Who told you that?"

"Is this important?"

"It's really not important. Then, do you want to stop it? If you don't smash this tablet, Zhuan Yang will die. Or in your heart, the interests of the Kunwu family are above everything else."

"You don't have to provoke me. I won't let you break this tablet. But Zhuanyang, I will save it too."

"Your Highness is very greedy, do you think there is such a good thing in the world?"

"I'm lustful, I admit it. But I've found a way, so you better be honest."

Zhuan Yun wanted to refute, but suddenly there was a stabbing pain in his body: "Uh——"

The curse left by Peng Yu was reactivated, and he trembled, trying to wipe out the witchcraft in his body with the dense purple energy.

Peng Yu walked past him and came to Lingxin.

At the same time, he raised Zhuan Yun's danger again: when this guy smashed the stele, he used the backlash of the stele to destroy my witchcraft.The poisonous spell I left in his body has almost been broken by him.

At present, only the imprint of heaven and earth on the soul and the three kinds of immortal poisons in the bones are still hidden.

Standing in front of Lingxin, Peng Yu begged, "Can I lend you some blood?"

Lingxin has a pure personality and reaches out her hand generously.Peng Yu carefully took out a drop of blood with a golden needle.

Sensing the divinity in his blood, his face changed, and his tone was extremely serious: "The son of Prince Gaoyang told me that you have a more pure Zhuansun divine vein than him. I'm curious, where did your blood come from?"

Zhuansun's divinity is a variant of the fusion of Fumo's divinity and Kunwu's divinity, and the first generation is King Gaoyang.The son of King Gaoyang, as the second generation of divinity, is more pure than him. Isn't it only King Gaoyang himself?

Hearing this, Zhuan Yun cheered up and stood up, walking this way.

"Kun Hao, let me see."

Peng Yu held the ball of light in his hand, and a drop of red blood was suspended in it.He handed it to Zhuan Yun. After Zhuan Yun checked it, when he looked at Lingxin again, his eyes were full of respect and disbelief.

"The divine power contained in it is almost exactly the same as what I saw in the ancestral temple."

This is the divinity of King Gao Yang himself!
Lingxin is King Gaoyang?Or his avatar?Could it be that he is a clay figurine?

Peng Yu and Zhuan Yang's brains were spinning rapidly, thinking about the possible relationship here.

Lingxin looked at the two of them, biting her lip, looking at a loss.

Huchi - Huchi -

Black ghostly air spread on the ground.

Gusts of wind wandered through the corridors, bringing the sound of howling ghosts and gods, and it toured the entire underground palace.The clay figurines were induced, and one after another fled into the Taixuan Dharma Realm to seek refuge.

The three of Peng Yu looked back.Soon, the ghostly air permeating the ground gradually rose, and the entire corridor was filled with thick and sinister ghostly fog.

"Not good!" Lingxin rushed into the ghost fog and returned to the core tomb door.

Peng Yu wanted to follow, but Zhuan Yun grabbed him.

"Don't go there!"

Staring at the ghost aura, the young man's expression turned ugly, he already recognized the origin of the ghost aura.

"Of course we have to go there. We still need to collect Gaoyang King's smallpox antibody from him to save Zhuanyang."

Peng Yu wanted to follow, but Zhuan Yun held onto his wrist tightly, unable to break free at all.

Damn, isn't this guy a cultivator?Why is it stronger than Zhuan Yang?
"It's too late, let's leave first, and come back to him later."

Without thinking, Zhuan Yun held Peng Yu's wrist, opened a mechanism at the end of the corridor, pulled him and ran away.

"What are you afraid of? Why is it too late? Isn't it that the magic drum is about to sound again—"

"It's not the magic drum! It's 'he' coming. If you don't run away, you and I will be mermaids!"

……

Lingxin stood at the door of the tomb, nervously looking at the dark corridor ahead.

The ghost mist kept coming, and countless evil ghost phantoms lingered in the mist.

Then, the footsteps got closer and closer...

The momentum of the same origin but different is gradually approaching.

Finally, the Changsheng Ghost Emperor walked out from the corridor.

"Interesting, I didn't expect that after me, the ocean of spirituality could give birth to a split spirit. Hmm...but you don't get much spirituality, it's too weak. But it's very pure. Is this the benefit of being the last?"

Lingxin looked at the ghost emperor, and when he saw the gray fog around the ghost emperor, his expression changed, and he accused: "You...you have fallen so far, that you have absorbed the obsession of all living beings and undead for 'longevity' and 'immortality'? Doing so will pollute your own spirituality!"

"Spirituality? What's the use of just maintaining one's pure spirituality? Like you, you can't grow for hundreds of years."

The ghost emperor lazily stretched his arms: "Ghosts are obsessions. At this moment, I am the ghost emperor, uniting all the ghosts in the world. Open another one and rebuild the road to salvation. Isn't this better than being trapped in the underground palace and being a living dead?"

Opening his arms, Senluo ghosts appeared behind the ghost emperor.It was a world of ghosts without borders.Layers of ghosts and mythical spaces are accommodated in the ghost world, like a blooming ink-colored lotus.

"Peak Martial Saint, no, should it be Ghost Saint?"

The spirit heart was impacted by the ghost energy and retreated involuntarily.But behind him is the gate of the tomb, and there is no way to retreat.

Boom—boom——

The magic drum sounded again, and the ground in the Taixuan Law Realm was shaken, countless gods were demonized, and they fought each other.

Peng Yu and Zhuan Yun escaped from the organ.

"So that's how many times you were injured, were you injured in front of the Blood Oath Monument, and then escaped through the mechanism?"

"almost."

Zhuan Yun was out of breath, leaning against the wall to rest.

Peng Yu stared at his right hand that had been pulling his wrist, and soon Zhuan Yun realized that he withdrew his hand.

The atmosphere was a little awkward, and he took the initiative to change the topic: "Your Highness, what do you think when you see the ghost fog?"

"Longevity Ghost Emperor?"

"Yes, here he is."

So, is he really related to the Linghuang?
Thinking of the nine demon statues in Taiwei Realm, Peng Yu fell silent.

He has a longing for the Linghuang.He didn't want to believe that the Emperor Ling was the Ghost Emperor of Longevity and the culprit of the chaos in the Taiwei Realm.

"When the ghost emperor comes, he must go to the core tomb. Lingxin doesn't want anyone to come near, so they will definitely fight."

Although Peng Yu didn't want to confront the Changsheng Ghost Emperor, but in order to save Zhuan Yang, he couldn't do anything wrong with his soul.

Zhuan Yun didn't say a word, he was in a trance, looking around.

Vaguely, he felt his blood boiling, and there was a voice calling him in the dark.

The power from blood, could it be him?
"Your Highness, let's go to the Taixuan Law Realm and use your Qiankun Immortal Art."

Peng Yu's expression changed immediately when he saw the other party's attack, and he almost crushed the drop of blood from his soul.

Zhuan Yun came to his senses: "Didn't he say it, your Qian Kun Yi Qi is so obvious, do you think I'm a fool?"

"Hmph! Aren't you a fool?"

Didn't Zhuan Yang say that?It better be so.

Throwing out the circle of Qiankun, the Qi of Qiankun wraps the two of them, and penetrates into the realm of Taixuan Dharma.

Seeing the gods fighting, the two felt awe-inspiring.

"Go down, I feel, underground."

Zhuan Yun guided the direction, Peng Yu manipulated the circle of heaven and earth, and finally came to an underground cave.

This is a seal, densely packed chains twisted into iron bumps, almost filling the entire underground space.

This is where Zhuan Yun's bloodline summoning came from.

Both Peng Yu and Zhuan Yun could guess what was in it—the clay figurines of King Gaoyang.

"You want to unblock him?"

"Longevity Ghost Emperor is very strong. Daosheng Jiuzhong, the pinnacle of the fifth realm, if His Highness brings the Dao Sun Moon Pearl, we don't have to unblock it."

The drumbeat became more and more urgent, and the battle in the Taixuan Law Realm became more intense.Underground, both of them could feel the impact of the aftermath of the battle.

……

Core tomb gate.

After a long confrontation, when there was a short pause in the middle of the drumbeat, Changsheng Guidi and Lingxin shot at the same time.

Eerie and vicious ghost aura filled the underground palace, the ghost world was divided into nine, and the nine palaces and the gods were used to suppress Sanqian Dao.

The soul took a step back and turned into a golden crow flying high.When the Jiugong God Realm approached, the raging divine fire turned into a sky full of fire crows, igniting ghost realms one after another.

The sharp beak pierces into the center of the ghost world, piercing through the ghost kingdom of God.

"No, there is no real feeling."

The Golden Crow Divine Bird shook, and immediately turned into a rainbow to escape.As soon as he dodged, the black light shot over from a distance, and it happened to penetrate the position just now.

The nine gods changed at the same time, and the mirrors shone with rainbow light, forcing out the real body of the soul.

"Although you have also received the inheritance of the deity. But you have too little combat experience." The Changsheng Ghost Emperor sighed softly, and reached out to grab the heart of Lingxin.

"The Heavenly Map of the Holy King."

A holy light appeared in the back of Lingxin's head, and a phantom of the Great Kun Saint King appeared, and they jointly held up the Dao Shentu to suppress the ghost emperor's arm.

Behind the ghost emperor, countless ghosts and gods saluted in unison, and the magnificent power of faith reshaped his arms, and knocked his soul away with a single palm.

However, Shenghui, a symbol of humanity, naturally restrained sneaking, and the Changsheng Ghost Emperor silently retreated under the light of the divine map, with black smoke rising from his body.

Lingxin leaned against the door of the core tomb, looking at the Changsheng Ghost Emperor at the door, his chest couldn't stop heaving.

"Did you see it? You, who are willing to degenerate, even lost the Sacred Heart of Kunwu. Why do you come here again now? Your ghost body can't maintain it when you encounter my holy light."

"Sacred Heart? Boy, how long have you been born? What do you know about the Holy Way?"

"The mind power of the living can condense the holy way, so can't the mind power of the dead be holy?"

Fengming sounded behind Ghost Emperor, it was a Phoenix Emperor condensed by black mist, its head feathers, tail feathers, and wings were faintly visible in the mist.But because the Ghost Emperor has not really transformed into the Emperor Realm, there is still a slight difference between the appearance of the Phoenix Emperor and the symbol of the God Emperor.

The Black Mist Phoenix Emperor carries the Ghost Dao Qingguang.That is the holiness of ghosts, the ghost king Qingguang worshiped by all ghosts.In an instant, the Dao God Map was torn apart, and the soul was severely damaged again.

"You and I are both split spirits, and devouring each other can go a step further. Especially your Kunwu divine light can help me return to the sixth realm. So—give up your disgusting dependence, and let us return to the Dao!"

……

Peng Yu and Zhuan Yun struggled and considered for a while, and finally Peng Yu threw a dagger to Zhuan Yun.

"You come."

Zhuan Yun stepped forward and cut off the chain, revealing the rusty clay figurines inside.

The clay figurine was silent, and at the moment of escape, it turned into red light and flew out of the Taixuan Dharma Realm, smashing heavily towards the core tomb door.

bang——

The shadow came from a distance, and the blazing and familiar Wu Gang forced the ghost emperor to dodge quickly.

Immediately afterwards, the smoke and dust dissipated, and a tall clay figurine fell in the middle of the two of them.

Ghost Emperor showed disgust, and Lingxin also looked unhappy, but facing this clay figurine, neither of them made a move.

The clay figurine opened its eyes, looked at Lingxin, and then at the Immortal Ghost Emperor.

His expression is also complicated.

The faces of the two Linghuangs are double the disgust.

In the end, it was the clay figurine who took the initiative to talk to Lingxin, relying on his shamelessness: "You deal with Taixuan Demon Drum, and I will deal with him."

"..." Lingxin didn't move, and looked at the clay figurines vigilantly.

Sensing the changes outside, the drums became more and more urgent.

Evil energy overflowed from the gap again, and even began to pollute the ghostly energy of the Immortal Ghost Emperor.

"Let you go, you go." Ghost Emperor said displeasedly: "That broken drum is so ugly, you are not a good-for-nothing who has the glory of a holy king, so go and suppress it. I will deal with you after I smash this clay figurine."

Lingxin pursed her lips, turned around and walked behind the tomb door.

Before leaving, he hesitated and whispered to the clay figurine, "You...be careful."

"Thank you."

Seeing the interaction between these two people, the ghost emperor became more and more upset: Heh - two fakes, this behavior is really disgusting.

The clay figurine raised its head, looked at the displeased Ghost Emperor, and sighed, "Unfortunately, you are not Ah Xuan."

"It sounds like you are Gao Xuan." Changsheng Ghost Emperor sneered: "It's just a lump of mud. Even if you get Gao Xuan's enlightenment, how much power do you have?"

At this time, a cloud of blood came from the soul, and the clay figurines gradually turned into flesh and blood, restoring the appearance of King Gaoyang before his death.

"Are you courting death?" The Changsheng Ghost Emperor stared fiercely at Lingxin.

Intimidated by his eyes, Lingxin quickly got into the tomb door.

Soon, the holy light surged in the tomb door, and the sound of the magic drum gradually disappeared.

But outside the tomb gate, Haotian Shengang and Changsheng Ghost Qi repeatedly collided.A world of ghost kingdoms unfolded, and was shattered by martial arts blood in the next moment.

Peng Yu and Zhuan Yun stayed in the Taixuan Realm, and after feeling that the Taixuan Realm had returned to calm, they sneaked out.

As soon as he came out, he was forced back by the oncoming ghost energy and gang energy.

"It's amazing, how much power did King Gaoyang's clay figurines retain?"

"Not much, it should be about [-]% to [-]%. But the ghost way of Changsheng Ghost Emperor is restrained by Chunyang Martial Arts. And the divinity of Zhuansun of the old ancestor happens to be yang to vigour."

The two waited in the Taixuan Realm for an unknown amount of time.When the two probed again, the ghost energy gradually dissipated.

"Very good, you are very good. Just a lump of dirt, as disgusting as the Lord."

"This time I will leave first. But next time, both you and that ghost will die."

The ghost energy fled, but at the moment of fleeing.

Suddenly, Qing Guang condensed into a magic knife, and under the watchful eyes of Peng Yu and Zhuan Yun, he smashed the blood oath stele in front of them.

boom -

The Haotian Divine Gang rose violently, trying to resist the knife.

But the power of all ghosts moved together, and countless ghosts and gods appeared beside the magic knife, and they jointly held up the magic knife to split the divine tablet.

The stele is divided into two, and the clearly visible knife marks remain on the section forever.

"Gao Xuan, don't you want the Zhuansun family and the Kunwu family to maintain peace? Then I will let the two families fight, and let you watch the blood flow from the two families, and the world will be in chaos."

(End of this chapter)