Eternal Evil Emperor

Chapter 2229 God Demon Reappears Death Knell
Worshiping the gilded gold of Ruyi Immortal, which is the power of Tianxuan Immortal Gold in this world, the unbounded Tianxuan puppet is full of energy and blood, the soul is agile, and the Dao Yun flows, almost like a living person.

This is the main reason why the Tianxuan puppet was able to meet a series of extremely harsh standards and was cast into a Taoist soldier.

However, despite the title of Dao Soldier, the Tianxuan puppet who is like a living person is also the sharpest killing weapon in Unbounded Boundary, and the frightening existence of the Second Division.

Therefore, in the eyes of all the cultivators in the auditorium, facing such an existence, the 36 stone figures transformed from lumps of dirt seemed particularly ridiculous.

Even if every stone man is ten times taller than the Tianxuan puppet who is Zhangxu tall...

Even if each stone figure is carved so lifelike, it may even be suspected of exuding the breath of life...

Even if every stone man looks so sturdy, rough, exuding a strong prehistoric atmosphere...

"Pfft, mysterious confidence!"

"You just want to fight against the Tianxuan puppet for something crudely made?"

"It is said that it takes a top puppet master ten years to complete each of the Tianxuan puppets in the Divine Palace Realm!"

"Hey, I have to say, this stone figure is really well carved, I even want to buy one after seeing it..."

……

The Taoist ancestors also thought so at the beginning.

But relying on their vast knowledge and experience, when the last invisible knife fell and the 36 stone figures were fully formed...

"This is……"

Suspicious guesses have not yet formed, and the 36 ten-foot stone figures all opened their eyes.

The moment he opened his eyes, in the two moats of Tianguan—the world of intelligence and intelligence, the witch song that made the Taoist ancestor watching the ceremony stand up impressively sounded.

"Ancient witch!"

"It really is an ancient witch!"

"This, this, how can..."

……

Just when the guesses of the Taoist ancestors became unbelievable doubts because of Wu Song, the 36 stone figures...

Qizi holds his head up!

Raise your hand!

Beat your breast!

Roar to the sky!
Roared out a mighty phantom!
Although the phantom is imaginary, it is heavier than the physical existence!
It was so overwhelming that the spectators couldn't breathe!

The Taoist ancestor who watched the ceremony felt depressed!

When the depressed Taoist ancestors thought of some great fear because of the scene of 36 stone figures roaring out of phantom...

"witch!"

Xu Ying shouted towards this world that did not belong to him.

Shouting like the wind, like a knife, like a mill, like a broom...

The 49 Tianxuan puppets who had just been rushed by some kind of divine formation did not even have a chance to pause, they were blown by the wind, slashed by knives, ground into powder, and swept away...

The viewing platform was completely silent.

All the cultivators were dumbfounded.

All the Taoist ancestors felt numb all over.

"Dutian, the God Demon Formation..."

Elder Fu, who whispered these five words in an unknown tone, closed his eyes.

"Dutian God and Demon Formation, Dutian God and Demon Formation..."

Feeling the numbness involuntarily produced by the Taoist body, Ji Meng murmured in a daze.

When they questioned whether Xie Tian carved out an ancient witch, the 36 stone figures gave them the answer in advance with practical actions.

The Dutian God Demon Formation originated from the Twelve Capital Heaven God Demon Formation, one of the three ancient formations.

The person who owns this formation is none other than the witches of the three ancient clans.

Those who can display it are also them.

Therefore, these 36 carved stone figures are really witches.

It is also one of the only three great formations in this universe that can turn decay into magic, allowing the 36 rough-made stone figures to instantly destroy the Tianxuan puppets made by the unbounded puppet master with countless painstaking efforts .

In Tianxuan Palace, Mo Yu vomited blood again and again.

What made him vomit blood was not only the backlash from being caught off guard by the destruction of the Tianxuan puppet.

At this moment, he only felt a voice echoing in his ears——

I heard you want to compete with me?

Then...

Compare it.

The lethality of this sentence is far more fierce than the backlash.

Before he questioned Xie Tian's ability to call his ancestors, he also despised Xie Tian's cowardice in not fighting him.

Now, his wish has been fulfilled.

Satisfied by the simple version of the twelve capitals of the gods and demons in the ancient three formations.

"Dutian God and Demon Formation..."

Lifting the Oriental Pearl two inches from the treasure chair, she sat down calmly.

"You can die in the hands of Dutian God and Demon Formation, and you can rest in peace... Mo Yu..."

The word Mo Yu that was murmured out after a long time was full of the taste of offering sacrifices.

It seems that when Mo Yu was still alive, she began to pay homage to the genius who died under her order in advance.

Because Mo Yu's defeat was too fast and too embarrassing, he didn't even have time to activate the Dao soldier form of these 49 Tianxuan puppets, and he didn't even create the opportunity for the Taoist ancestors to watch the puppet Dao soldiers...

However, this point has become the joy in the heart of the closed-eyed old man Fu.

"Fortunately, I didn't use Daobing..."

Having seen how perverted that thread of blood is, he did not think that the Taoist soldiers cast by the Tianxuan puppet could beat the Taoist soldiers transformed by Xie Tian's waving hands.

But despite his joy, he couldn't help but feel terrified.

"I won without even using the Taoist soldiers..."

Although it is still not his own combat power that wins...

"But isn't it a manifestation of one's own ability to win repeatedly?"

clap la la...

The Tianxuan puppets could not withstand the power of the Dutian gods and magic formation, and the 36 stone figures were still the same.

After completing the mission of breaking Xie Tian's empress, all the stone men collapsed one after another, fell from the sky, and piled up on the ground.

But everyone could still vaguely see Xie Tian, ​​who had even omitted pulling carrots, from the gaps between the 36 piles of rubble.

The little boy looked at his young master, then pulled out the pacifier from his mouth to look at it, and couldn't help smacking his lips.

"Same shoddy..."

Lu Feng, who was staring at Xie Tian, ​​slowly raised his eyes to look somewhere in the void.

"Witch..."

He could imagine that Lu Feiyang, who was focused on body training in Huang Er's mouth, might have a connection with Wu because of body training...

But he couldn't imagine that his nephew not only acquired the amazing skill of stone carving, but even made the Heavenly God and Demon Formation.

This is a good thing.

But it's also a bad thing.

Whether it is good or bad, it is because of the power represented by the word witch.

"Let's stop at the Dutian God and Demon Formation..."

Lu Feng murmured secretly, and it seemed that the relationship between Xie Tian and Gu Wu had ended above this level.

While all the cultivators on the viewing platform were stunned, and sister Xue, the maidservant of Dongfang Wu in the cave, sat down on the ground, Xie Tian walked out of the second ditch of Tianguan.

Looking at the sword cultivator standing in front of him with his sword in his arms, Xie Tian gave up the idea of ​​looking back.

The one in front of you is far more beautiful than the one behind you.

After all, the person in front of him is the number one in Tianguan Erchao, and no matter how many people are behind him, no matter how famous he is, he will at most be the third child.

Just when Erchao's second son, Xie Tian, ​​was about to have some verbal communication with the boss...

The Taoist bell rang for fourteen times.

When the cultivators who were awakened by the dao bell realized what the fourteen ringings represented in the Kunxu practice world, they couldn't help standing up.

The next moment, the second moat of Tianguan opened wide.

The next moment, the Taoist ancestors who watched the ceremony had solemn faces, slowly got up, faced the Oriental Pearl, and bowed their hands.

"World Lord, condolences."

As soon as the words of worship fell, Mo Yu, who was blushing in the Tianxuan Palace and seemed to have endless unwillingness, fell heavily to the ground, and his right hand, which was pointing to the sky and wanted to complain, also fell down.

(End of this chapter)