In those years when covering the sky and becoming a banshee

Chapter 241 You Can't, Don't Blame Weapons

"A weapon is a good weapon, but unfortunately you can't..."

Hu Ningxin looked at Zitiandu who was sitting dumbfounded on the ground, and shook her head, Immortal King Fa Xiang slowly stretched out a monstrous giant hand, and pressed it towards Zitiandu, intending to wipe out his killing spirit.

"what!"

Zi Tiandu looked ferocious, he let out a loud cry, extremely shrill, his body completely collapsed and turned into a brilliance, but everyone was surprised, it was his own initiative.

And a blazing light emerged, and another purple sky stood in the void, escaped from under the Immortal King's dharma form, united with the primordial spirit, and rushed towards Hu Ningxin.

There was a roar in the whole world, and all kinds of avenues emerged. What is immortal, what is eternal, what is eternal, it seems to be shattered.

A god!
Everyone felt this kind of aura. This light-like purple sky merged with the primordial spirit, making it even more frightening. It froze the void all of a sudden, and everything seemed to stop for a short moment.

"Are you calling me the Valley of the Gods for nothing?!"

Zi Tiandu said with a ferocious expression.

"We are majoring in gods and spirits, and our physical body is just a post!" Zi Tiandu yelled, blasting and killing Hu Ningxin's primordial spirit, intending to destroy her in the immortal platform.

In the Valley of the Gods, the ultimate goal is to cultivate the primordial spirit, refine one's own gods, and when one reaches the highest level, one will abandon the physical body.

Zitian is far from reaching the highest level, if he hadn't been forced to such a desperate situation, he wouldn't have dared to use it at all, because he would be wiped out at every turn!
However, today he succeeded without any danger.

"Boom!"

Hu Ningxin's Immortal King Fa Xiangru was struck by lightning, and a thin crack appeared between her eyebrows, but her body did not fall down, and she still stood upright.

"What a powerful Dharma image, what a powerful talent! It would be a pity to destroy it, leave it to me as a post, and become the real body in the future." Zitian laughed, extremely cruel.

His body emitted a more terrifying light, which shot at the center of Hu Ningxin's eyebrows, and there was a soft bang, and there was another crack in the Immortal King's Dharma Form.

"Breaking your dharma form, taking your flesh shell, the white tiger body will become my body from now on!" He yelled frantically, rushing forward.

In the distance, everyone was horrified. No one thought that Zitian had such terrifying methods. The physical body is not important, the gods who have truly cultivated are the most powerful.
"You can go to die and give me this powerful body."

Zi Tian shouted loudly, with a ferocious expression on his face, about to turn into a blazing light, piercing through Hu Ningxin's dharma form.

"boom!"

Suddenly, a big white golden Gengjin hand reached out and grabbed him, pinching it in the palm of his hand, Hu Ning said calmly:
"Cultivating the gods is nothing more than that!"

"What, how can you break through the 'imprisonment of eternity', no one in the Second Heaven of Sendai can escape this bondage!"

Zitian screamed in horror.

"You want to use this to kill me? You are still 2 years away!"

Hu Ning's mind dharma body was filled with Gengjin's qi, which was continuously transpiring, and the blazing breath was overwhelming, and the immeasurable Gengjin submerged this place.

What bondage, what imprisonment, what eternity has been broken.

"what!"

Zitian yelled and struggled violently, but it was useless, he couldn't break free at all!

High in the sky, the palms of the Immortal King Dharma Xiang are clenched, and the light body of Zitiandu is slowly fading away.

"No!"

Zitian was completely hopeless, thinking that at a critical moment, he would turn the tide of the battle and trample on the unworldly enemy, but he never thought that it would still be all in vain.

……

All around, the people watching the battle felt chills in their bones. They asked themselves, if it were them, no one would be able to escape this catastrophe. The secret technique of the Valley of the Gods is sudden and terrifying.

However, Hu Ningxin forcefully suppressed her back, and did not achieve the desired effect...

……

"I don't want to die, the patriarch's mantra, taboo magic, borrow the power of heaven, borrow the light of the Tao, burn it for me!"

Zitian roared unwillingly, with a hideous look on his face.

On his body, there is an ancient character blooming with a strange and terrifying brilliance, and there is an engraved character on his soul, exuding a terrifying coercion of a saint.

"The breath of the ancient ancestor king!"

Everyone yelled that it was bad, it was the handwriting of an ancient sage, and Zi Tiandu was the inheritor of the Valley of the Gods, and he really got shelter and doting.

In the distance, the people watching the battle were also motionless, as if they were frozen in this picture scroll.

"boom!"

Hu Ning fled away in an instant, and left the spot, but when she left, she still beat Zi Tian to death, without even screaming, she became dust.

...

"Who is it, kill my descendants without leaving any room?!"

A majestic voice shouted, and there was an ancient character in the void that burst into heavenly light.

"it's me!"

Hu Ningxin stood in the far sky, happy and fearless.

"Buzz!"

That ancient character was so radiant that it turned into a big purple claw, covering the sky and covering the ground. It was going to turn it into ashes and destroy everything.

The world trembles!

Hu Ningxin decisively took out the imperial weapon - the chaotic green lotus, flooding the heavens and the earth, reversing the chaos of the heavens, confusing everyone's vision.

She knew that the pissing nature that the people of the ancient tribe couldn't afford would definitely have a ray of spirit left by a saint, so she specially brought Chaos Qinglian, just in case!

No way, how terrifying is a saint's wisp of spirit?Without the bodyguard of the emperor's soldiers, let alone Hu Ningxin, even a hundred Hu Ningxins added together wouldn't be enough!

……

...

After beheading Zitiandu, Hu Ningxin didn't leave. Enjoying the scenery in a garden made some people very uneasy, especially the great saint sons who had no bottom in their hearts.

Hu Ningxin glanced at them indifferently, and said: "As a handsome man of the Eastern Desolation, you should have your own backbone. Your ancestors are all proud of the history."

As soon as these words came out, the faces of the several great saints immediately became hot, they cupped their hands, and slowly backed away. Hu Ningxin did not turn his back on him, and they finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The sound of the guzheng was like a trickle of streams, drops of clear springs, and then slowly and intensely, gradually high-pitched, golden swords and iron horses, swords clanging, and killing soaring to the sky.

At the end of the song, Rong Chengyan put down the guzheng and sighed softly: "The ancestor of the ancient royal family has been revived, and everyone has been frightened into foolishness, and their heels are messed up..."

Rong Cheng's beauty moved the world, they were all peerless beauties, overwhelming the country and the city, it was hard to find a match in the world.

"Is Your Highness still staying here for a long time, so you are not afraid of the enemy coming?" Rong Cheng asked sweetly.

"I'm sitting here quietly, waiting for them to come one by one!"

Hu Ningxin stood erect in the pavilion, spoke calmly, and looked into the distance.

……

No need to think about it, the outside world must have been full of hustle and bustle, and I don't know how many people are talking about today's battle.

The wind gradually picked up, and one after another, the crystal flowers withered and fluttered down one after another.

"The ancestor king of the ancient times was born, the pressure is huge..."

Rong Cheng said to herself, she guessed what the demon court wanted to do, and it was the same as what the master said, but the demon court wanted to frighten those ancient kings by itself, it was not easy!

A big demon walked into this garden, bowed to salute, with a look of respect on his face, some demon clan leaders and living fossils here prepared a banquet, and invited Hu Ning to go.

Up to now, the world's leaders and holy masters also need to be polite to Hu Ningxin and treat him carefully, for fear of offending this god of killing, even the ancient royal family dares to kill, what else can't be done?

Rong Chengyanran was also invited to play an ancient song, she is considered as half of the host here, she can add a lot of color to the banquet.

……

This is a winter snow park, with goose feathers and heavy snow flying. It is natural that such a scene can be seen in the Eastern Wilderness, which is like spring all the year round.

The plum fragrance comes from the bitter cold, blooming proudly in the wind, the ground is covered with snow, the cold air rushes towards you, and there are jade tables in several pavilions, full of delicacies and wines.

Those who can take a seat here are all big shots, otherwise there is no place at all.

.........

……

outside world,

Zitian is dead!
The news spread quickly, making the land of the Eastern Wilderness very noisy, and many people were dumbfounded and surprised.

The immemorial clans will be born, and this huge pressure makes the immortal gods feel breathless. Over the years, the human race is facing a big enemy, and many people feel uneasy.

Now, someone attacked the ancient royal family and killed the successor of the Valley of the Gods. It was really a big change. It was the first time someone dared to do such a thing. This was an uproar!
"The demon god is too fierce!"

"I just wiped out the Huanggu royal family. I thought I would rest for a while, but I didn't expect the demon god to kill Zitian again! That's the heir to a big royal family!"

"Hiss~ this day is going to be messed up..."

……

...

In the Jiang family, Jiang Yifei's white clothes are like snow, his spirit is as rich as jade, his black eyes are full of wisdom, he is elegant and handsome, standing on a towering mountain at this time, he said to himself: "Yuanshi Lake - Yuangu sees the hunting heart, maybe If he can make a move, Huang Xudao probably won't go down the mountain..."

In the Northern Territory, in the city of God, a Taoist with disheveled hair, wearing a tattered Taoist robe, was drunk, and said: "Who am I, who is the white tiger demon god, and who are you?"

He pointed to the people around him, and all of them retreated, almost terrifying, fleeing to all directions like avoiding ghosts and gods.

"He is a goddess!"

People only have this sentence to remind acquaintances, and they all run away, and no one dares to stay.

……

Outside the ancient mine in the early days, a figure stands alone, like an immortal mountain that has existed forever since ancient times. It is so overwhelming that people can't breathe, and the sky in all directions is about to collapse.

If there is any ancient royal family here, they will definitely recognize it. This figure is the ancient royal family - the young master of the Fire Lin Cave, the son of the ancient emperor Qilin - Huo Qizi!
Facing the ancient mine in the early days, he had stood for seven days without taking a step in, and finally turned and left, as if blending with the Heaven and Earth Avenue, disappearing on the horizon.

……

In a void farther away, a vague and burly figure stood alone, saying to himself: "The white tiger demon god of the demon court, I came from the northern region just for you, and if you can kill Zitian, you are worth my shot."

(End of this chapter)