The Green Snake of the Great Wilderness becomes enlightened

Chapter 159 Derivative Blood Death

Guang Chengzi immediately said happily: "What? You are really a fellow Taoist..." When he turned his head and saw that it was Qing Lai, most of the joy on his face faded.

Before he could finish speaking, Daoist Taiyi interjected again: "Only by Your Excellency? You must think too highly of yourself!" Looking at Qing Luo with a look of contempt on his face.

And Xuanyuan said happily: "Does the Taoist priest really have a magic method? Please help our family defeat this great enemy! Xuanyuan will definitely be grateful!"

Naturally, Qing Luo would not pay attention to Daoist Taiyi, he had an indifferent smile on his face: "You don't have to do this, the leader, since Pindao has stayed, he will naturally help the leader with all his strength."

Maitreya next to him heard this, and asked curiously: "Fellow Daoist, is he really sure to destroy this phantom of Pangu? This fellow Daoist should be more cautious!"

Maitreya's words were somewhat kind, Qing Luo smiled: "Thank you for telling me, fellow Taoist, the poor Taoist will definitely not speak freely."

Xuanyuan said with a smile: "Then ask the Taoist priest to quickly cast the spell!"

Qing Luo nodded, then walked forward.

After walking a few steps, he suddenly stopped, and said with a confession: "Everyone, this method needs to be fully devoted once it is performed, and you can't pay attention to external disputes.

Therefore, I also ask fellow Taoists to protect the Dharma for me, so as not to be destroyed by the Witch Clan! "

Although Guang Chengzi was very upset in his heart, he forced a smile on his face and said: "It should be like this, junior brothers, we will definitely protect fellow Taoist Qingluo, so as to pretend that he is disturbed by people from the Wu clan."

Xuanyuan also agreed with a solemn face: "If Fellow Daoist Qingluo can really defeat this great enemy, it will be a great fortune for me, and I still need the support of all Taoist priests!"

Everyone said yes one after another, and came to Qing Luo's side, protecting him in the middle.

Seeing this, Qing Luo clasped her fists and said, "Thank you fellow Taoists for protecting the Dharma, you must remember, and you must not disturb me.

Once my spell is interrupted, the phantom of Pangu will not dissipate, but will become stronger. At that time, even the Great Master Xuandu will be hard to resist! "

As soon as this remark came out, everyone's complexion changed slightly, and even the reluctance on Taiyi's face calmed down.

When the Wu Clan saw the movements of the Human Clan, they naturally saw Qing Luo.

When Jiufeng saw Qingluo surrounded by the immortals, a bad premonition suddenly appeared in his heart.

She immediately regretted it. She was escaped by this person that day, and she is afraid that there will be changes today.

Only then did Qing Luo calm down and start casting spells.

He asked the immortals to protect him because he was afraid that the great witches of the Wu tribe would attack him recklessly, so Qing Luo deliberately told the consequences of interrupting the spellcasting to calm them down, but in fact, those consequences were nothing.

Qing Luo sat cross-legged, with towering orbs of good fortune floating above her head, and then silently sensed the 27 particles of dust disguised by derived laws that remained in the bodies of 27 witches that day.

When he fought against 27 witches that day, what he left behind was to prevent today!
Therefore, in the 22 derivative grains that Qing Luo kept hidden, there was also a ray of sleeping divine thoughts hidden in each.

Now Qing Luo wants to activate them, and use the derived grains as seeds, and use his 27 witches' bodies as soil, to grow and eat away at their fleshy bodies!
As soon as Qing Luo urged the magic formula in his hand, the power of divine sense began to activate the previously hidden means.

The 27 shamans in the Twelve Capitals Tianshensha formation all felt their hearts moving slightly at the same time.

At this critical juncture, they naturally have no time to pay attention to this inconspicuous feeling.

But what they don't know is that a dusty seed has germinated next to the beating heart in their chest cavity!
As soon as this kind of seed germinates, it will start to absorb the vitality around it to fully strengthen itself.

Gradually, it grew from the size of a particle to the size of a fingernail, and then continued to grow to the size of a palm. . . .

Its branches and leaves slowly spiral around the heart, spread out in the meridians, gradually spread to the limbs, and then slowly grow into the head.

At this time, these witches felt that something was growing all over their bodies, and these things were still absorbing the flesh and evil spirit in their bodies all the time.

Frightened eyes appeared in the eyes of these witches, but they still did not stop the formation and continued to push.

Seeing this, Qing Luo in the distance couldn't help sighing, how could the loyal heart of the Wu clan be afraid of life and death?
He originally thought that he just injured the bodies of the 27 witches, making them give up manipulating the formation.

But at this time, relying on the strength of their bodies, they can still hold on for a stick of incense, but Xuandu above Pangu's phantom has turned pale and looks difficult to support.

Qing Luo could only urge madly with divine sense, and rely on the knowledge of divine sense to derive the power of law, and directly transmit it to the thorns in the bodies of those witches.

That's right, Qing Luo chose this kind of spiritual thorn seed at the beginning!
At this moment, those sorcerers' faces were already grim, as if thousands of sharp needles had pierced their flesh and blood in their bodies, the pain was unbearable.

Xing Tian in the formation saw this scene, his complexion changed drastically, and he hurriedly looked at the bodies of these witches.

It can be seen that their physical bodies are still intact on the outside, but some kind of thorns have grown in their bodies, all over the body, only the heart has not been corroded.

Shocked and angry, he rushed into the bodies of these witches with a burst of evil spirit, trying to cut off the thorns.

But when the law of derivation changed, the thorn became as bright as blood, and then directly absorbed the evil spirit into the body, and evolved into the nourishment of the thorn's body!
Seeing this, Qing Luo in the distance really couldn't bear the great pain those witches had to endure, so he pinched the thorns directly, and those thorns finally passed through their hearts suddenly, and slowly ate away at them!
These witches suddenly bled from their seven orifices, and their bodies fell down one after another.

But before they died, at the last moment, they suddenly connected the black banner in their hands with their own flesh and blood, becoming one.

With this help, Hei Ban's evil spirit surged wildly, and Pangu Xuying suddenly shouted angrily, and his voice spread to the sky.

Xing Tian was furious when he saw the sorcerer falling down, and urged the magic circle wildly!

I saw Pangu Xuying propping up his hands, like holding up the sky with his hands, and slowly raised the Taiji diagram!

All the immortals looked terrified when they saw this.

But Qing Luo got up suddenly, and then released all the derived power into the 27 thorns.

Above the bloody thorns, the law of derivation increased suddenly.The body of the thorn grew bigger immediately, breaking through the fleshy bodies of those witches.

Then, he jumped up, directly clinging to Pangu Xuying's feet, and frantically absorbing the power of Pangu Xuying's blood!
Qing Luo used the power of divine sense to push those bloody thorns madly almost exhausted.

With the help of this, the blood-colored thorns flashed the derived power, and directly evolved the boundless evil spirit of Pan Gu's phantom body into its own nutrients, which crazily rose to a height of thousands of feet.

(End of this chapter)