Mysterious world, I was handed over by my daughter to Zhen Mosi

Chapter 134 Above Jietianzun, the strong standing in the ranks of this side

"This...is not right!"

Zuoqiu heard the back of his spine, and suddenly felt a chill.

If something goes wrong, there must be a demon. The jade fragments suppressed the Yamata no Orochi statue too smoothly, and now another stone fell off, which further confirmed his guess.

For some unknown reason, this Yamata no Orochi statue has begun to disintegrate by itself!
The curse from the terrestrial ghost and snake woman is also disappearing.

If you guessed correctly, as time goes by, all the giant ghosts who were petrified in the Road to Awakening will get rid of their shackles!
But the question is, why did an ancient existence of the level of Snake Woman suddenly lift the curse?

Or to change the way of thinking, who is behind the scenes to disintegrate the power of the snake woman?
Zuo Qiuwen couldn't imagine what happened.

As the new Moon Worshiper, he has been in the Wuhuang Continent for many years, and has seen many ups and downs. He should know some ancient rumors and secrets, including the human ghost and snake woman.

So he is very clear that the power of the snake woman cannot be understood with common sense.

In this case, the power of the curse is constantly passing away, and there must be another unknown force that collided with the snake woman.

And, the snake woman compromised!

With this in mind, Zuo Qiuwen stared closely at the huge sculpture of the Giant Ghost King, feeling a little uneasy suddenly in his heart.

He remembered that the old monster once said that the giant ghost clan has a backer, attached to an ancient ghost power, and they are both ghosts and gods in the world.

Combined with the situation in front of me, the reason for the loss of the cursed power of the snake woman is ready to be revealed.

"Drain the source with all your strength, and leave this place in two hours."

Zuoqiu heard a deep voice, and the words spread across the sky, falling into the ears of every Moon Worshiper.

After hearing this, the white-haired old man was a little suspicious, but did not hesitate. He once again erupted sorcery, fully activating the Dragon Forging Altar, and crazily absorbing the origin of the snake statue.

Under the statue of the giant ghost king, a group of descendants of the family looked at it in fear, and suddenly a person let out a scream, and a lot of black air came out from his body.

There are also spell runes wrapped around his face, and faintly, one can see the spirit twitching and twisting from the top of his head.

And at the location of the huge dragon casting altar in the sky, soul mounds began to appear one after another. As the snake statue continued to absorb the original power, the soul mounds trembled slightly.

The screaming human genius suddenly stopped abruptly, and his soul collapsed!
In one of the soul mounds of the Dragon Casting Altar, a cloud-covering shadow appeared, turned into a horse, and poured in along the seven orifices of the human arrogance.

This scene, seen by everyone in the audience, once again formed extreme panic.

Cold sweat broke out on the forehead of the chief disciple of the Confucian Academy, because he was also one of them. Unlike the other heirs who were imprisoned, he was chosen by the Moon Worship Sect!

He knew very well that the next person whose soul was crushed and who would occupy his body might be himself.

There are wisps of golden light quietly lingering around his fingertips, constantly guiding the direction of Jiang Lao of the Confucian Academy.

Long before the Moon Worshiper Zuo Qiuwen came here, he had received a message from Jiang Lao, which was very cryptic and did not alarm any Moon Worshipers.

Perhaps as long as we hold on for a while, the forces of the eight wildernesses in Dongzhou will come.

When his face was pale, the golden light continued to open and close, but he didn't want another black light to burst out, covering his body.

"Oops!"

His pupils constricted sharply, and he suddenly felt that his soul was about to pull away from his body. There was severe tearing pain, and he screamed in pain.

Many Moon Worshipers watched this scene indifferently, unexpectedly, there were drastic changes.

boom!
A loud noise resounded, and around the body of the major disciple of the Confucian Academy, a ten thousand zhang golden glow unexpectedly appeared, and countless ancient characters circled and burst out.

Zuoqiu Wen looked sideways and couldn't help frowning.

"Body Protection Gold Talisman?"

The abnormality that appeared on the disciple of the Confucian Academy is a rare life-saving method, which can resist the soul-leaving method of the Dragon Casting Altar, and it must be left by a certain strongest person.

When he groaned slightly, he saw a golden light suddenly hovering, turning into a phantom that covered the sky and the sun.

Countless words twine and dance wildly along the white beard, it is a mystery!

"Zuoqiu Wen, you are so courageous!"

Thunder roared, shaking the universe, bringing a terrifying pressure, overturning the evil aura of the world in an instant, and making the Dragon Forging Altar tremble.

All the members of the Moon Worshipers looked up instantly, as if they were facing a formidable enemy.

In the territory of Dongzhou, in this era, the most powerful person is undoubtedly the mysterious child of the Confucian Academy.

Xuanjizi's master is the Confucian and Taoist who became a saint back then, and he has a great background.

The body-protecting golden talisman he left on his first disciple possessed unimaginable power, and the agglomeration of this phantom was a testimony.

However Zuoqiu heard the situation, but his expression did not change.

If Xuanjizi himself arrives today, he will indeed have to weigh whether he can shake the authority of this supreme being.

But it's just a phantom, and it can't change any ending.

"Your disciple's talent is barely suitable for the reincarnation of the Great Pope. I will take the place of the Great Pope first, and thank the Confucian Academy for their tireless cultivation over the years."

Zuoqiu Wen made a calm voice, magic tricks flowed in his palm, and there was a roar of black thunder, splitting towards the phantom of Xuanjizi.

The Great Pope he was talking about was the first Moon Worshiper, an evil patriarch who created an era with his own efforts.

About [-]% of the many heretic expatriates circulating in the Wuhuang Continent once believed in the Great Pope.

That is the realm beyond Jie Tianzun. In that long time ago, the Great Pope was the undisputed absolute powerhouse.

Once successfully reincarnated, the land of Dongzhou will be covered by the true meaning of magic.

All the people in the world are believers!
Following the roar of the black thunder, the phantom of Xuanjizi was hit hard, and countless golden characters trembled continuously.

He raised his hand, wanting to use the technique of moving the universe and teleporting his disciples to a safe place, but Zuoqiu Wen didn't give him this chance at all.

With a grim expression on his face, he stepped out suddenly, and the red robe danced wildly. A total of nine-colored thunder appeared in the palm of his hand, turning into a cage of heaven and earth, completely covering the phantom of Xuanjizi.

"If you touch my disciple, I will kill you all!" Xuanjizi was furious.

After Zuoqiu heard about it, he was still unmoved.

Xuanjizi, as the most powerful person in Dongzhou today, naturally surpassed Jie Tianzun's realm. Many years ago, he had already half-stepped into that rank.

What he said must have authority.

But in front of the Great Pope, half a step might not be enough.

"This seat is waiting for you."

Zuo Qiuwen responded indifferently, twisting his palms instantly, and saw the nine-colored thunder that had turned into a cage of heaven and earth, suddenly compressed and shrunk.

Boom!

There was a loud noise, countless golden characters collapsed, the phantom of Xuanjizi was shattered, the big disciple of the Confucian Academy suddenly spewed blood, and his soul was ruthlessly pulled away by the Dragon Casting Altar.

Many human arrogances looked at this scene in horror, and despair arose in their hearts.

Zuoqiu Wen's strength far exceeded their imagination, like a big net, people couldn't see the slightest hope.

The reputation of Dongzhou Xuanjizi is very famous in the north of them.

But right now, he can't save his disciple!

(End of this chapter)