God Ring Howl

This bead grows when it sees the wind, and when it grows to the point where the fist urinates and defecates in mid-air, then an eerie scene appears.

The two round beads suddenly emitted a yellow mist, and countless wisps of pale white smoke quickly flowed out from them.

The white smoke swam, dispersed, and then condensed into hundreds of senior monks of men and women.

Most of these monks transform spirits and refine emptiness, and there are more than [-] people in the fusion period, three Mahayana periods.

They scattered all over the Fist Shadow Law Realm and surrounded it.

When Zhao Xiang in the Fist Shadow Law Realm saw it, his whole body trembled suddenly, his pupils shrank and he couldn't help but turn pale with shock.

These are all souls that have lost their physical bodies, and Lord Zi Mo actually took them into a magic weapon.

Collecting the souls of so many high-level monks is definitely not to protect them.

Lord Zi Mo will not let them all out for no reason this time, he must be casting some weird and sinister spells, the purpose of which is to destroy and kill him with the fastest speed, the greatest strength, and the strongest intensity. fly.

Could it be that these two orbs are imitation soul beads of the ghost world.

"The master's guess is correct. Although this bead is very similar to the soul bead in the ghost world," Uncle Huan sent a message into Zhao Xiang's sea of ​​knowledge, "it's not called a soul bead. According to the memory left by the old master, it came from Immortal Realm, called Immortal Punishment Wheel, is specially designed to capture the souls of immortals, and is directly controlled by the Lord of the Immortal Realm. Presumably this is also an imitation, but the degree of simulation is relatively high."

"Unexpectedly, even this sharp weapon of punishment was obtained by Lord Zimo, Lord Zimo has a lot of background," Zhao Xiang shuddered in his heart, "but its appearance is..."

"The shape doesn't look like a wheel, right? It will soon look like a wheel. Once it becomes a wheel, the immortals will be punished and the demons will be slaughtered. Master, you must hurry up..." Uncle Huan hurriedly reminded Zhao Xiang .

"Understood, we must burn the Fist Shadow Law Realm before he uses the power of these souls to activate the power of the Immortal Punishment Wheel,"

Zhao Xiang's left hand moved forward with lightning speed, and the soul slip shot out from his Laogong acupoint, and in a blink of an eye, it condensed into a white light curtain with a size of three or four feet, holding Zhao Xiang tightly. Wrapped in it, the ancient seal characters of "soul-absorbing, soul-suppressing, soul-refining, and soul-destroying" continuously appeared on the light curtain group like scrolling subtitles.

Received the blood-colored sword condensed by Zi Mojun's blood, it not only blows hair and cuts hair, cuts iron like mud, but also has great spirituality, but once it touches the white light curtain, it will turn into a ray of red with a bang. The glow was completely absorbed by the white light curtain.

Countless bloody swords landed on the light curtain and let out one after another hissing sounds.

In just one breath, all the bloody swords were completely and completely dissipated.

As soon as the Soul Jane, which had turned into a white light curtain, completed its task, it turned into a streak of light and disappeared into the Laogong acupoint on Zhao Xiang's left hand with a whoosh.

As a result, the Fist Shadow Law World was on the verge of collapse.

And Uncle Huan, who is on the fifth floor of the altar's core god ring, has realized that his master Zhao Xiang is facing a huge life crisis. The altar devoured the Fist Shadow Law Realm.

The sacrificial spirit of the altar fell into a deep sleep the moment Zhao Xiang entered Qingluo Star.

Of course Zhao Xiang understands that this kind of situation is mainly due to the special energy that controls cultivation.

The sacrificial spirit of the altar is the soul body, this kind of special energy that contains the breath of restraint, especially has the effect of confinement on the soul body.

Zhao Xiang didn't intend to wake up the sacrificial spirit of the altar, although he had a way to wake it up from deep sleep immediately.

But in this way, the terrorist opponents Ximenhu and Mo Wuxie got the truth.

Zhao Xiang didn't want to let them know that he had a way to break the seal so soon.

This fist shadow is actually condensed by many yang water auras.

From the outside, the Fist Shadow Law Realm swallowed by the altar is crumbling.

At this moment, it strangely turned into wisps of milky white mist, flying towards the ancestral orifice on Zhao Xiang's forehead like a spirit snake.

In Zi Mojun's furious voice, the Fist Shadow Law Realm quickly collapsed and disappeared without a trace.

This scene fell in Zi Mojun's eyes, it was as fast as lightning, and it made him a little flustered.

He could use the power of hundreds of souls to activate the power of the Immortal Punishment Wheel, but he couldn't care about maintaining the precarious Fist Shadow Law Realm.

He could only watch the Fist Shadow Law Realm disappear in front of him with fiery eyes.

In fact, despite Zhao Xiang's unrestrained demeanor at the moment, his appearance exudes a kind of unsurpassed ease, but only he himself knows that the seemingly simple blow just now has drawn a large amount of vitality and spiritual power from his body. Fan Cai gave the Scarlet Sword a complete destruction, and because of this, Uncle Huan was able to play by ear, taking advantage of Zi Mo Jun who was busy opening the Immortal Punishment Wheel and had no time for him to take care of this fleeting gap, commanding the altar to cast the shadow of the fist into the law world. Devour all at once.

"Zhao Xiang, you're ruthless, hehe, you got complacent too early,"

Zi Mojun's eyes flickered with cold light, his hands curled up into afterimages, and the purple-black rays of light, as thin as hair, went straight to the soul.

More than a hundred souls received the purple-black light, as if they had swallowed a elixir that made their minds excited several times, and began to circle around Zhao Xiang madly.

Because of the lack of physical constraints, the speed of the souls' rotation has almost reached an incredible level.

Seen from above, hundreds of souls are surrounding Zhao Xiang at this moment, spinning into a huge ring.

The diameter of the ring is ten feet long, and an extremely dazzling aura is emitted from it.

These thousands of strands of spiritual light are milky white, and they are the vitality of more than a hundred soul sacrifices.

What made Zhao Xiang's heart shudder was that the souls spinning around him crazily produced a strange and terrifying power.

This kind of power made him unknowingly follow the rhythm of his soul and involuntarily sacrifice his own vitality.

Zhao Xiang's vitality turned out to be pale gold.

Faintly, Zhao Xiang suddenly had a feeling that his vitality was exhausted and his body and spirit were withered.

More than a hundred souls, together with Zhao Xiang, will die in a very short period of time.

Far from it, at the moment when the pale golden vitality just rolled out of the body.

The vitality of more than a hundred soul sacrifices is like possessing a soul.

Suddenly, Zhao Xiang's vitality was wrapped up, forming two streaks of white vitality that were as thin as little fingers.

He shot straight at the two immortal wheels that were parked in mid-air.

With the entry of white vitality.

Immortal Punishment Wheel, open.

It turned out that to activate the imitation wheel of punishment for immortals, more than a hundred souls of monks above the stage of transformation into gods were required to sacrifice their vitality.

The only purpose of the existence of these souls is to open the Immortal Punishment Wheel to sacrifice vitality.

Once the Immortal Punishment Wheel is opened, they will die and their souls will be wiped out.

And the fundamental purpose of opening the Immortal Punishment Wheel is to absorb the pale golden vitality in Zhao Xiang's body.

In fact, he and his ancestor Zhao Tong, that is, Hui Tong, the founder of the Buddhist sect, did not calculate the way to escape from the clutches of a terrorist organization.

The Golden Buddha Fruit that Huitong left behind, including the Strong Spirit Art he gave Zhao Xiang to repair the wounded soul, are all under the control of Zi Mojun's organization, and every step Zhao Xiang takes is their meticulous care. The design is to allow the God of Punishment Wheel to collect golden vitality today, so that it can be promoted smoothly, and become an unprecedented God of Punishment Wheel, crowning the world with prestige and fame all over the world.

The main reason for being able to advance is that.

He, Zhao Xiang, is a descendant of the first thousand and six generations of the Zhao clan.

Combining mortals, ancient gods, giants, ancient demons, immortals, and Buddhas into one body, golden vitality can be born.

This kind of golden vitality is extremely powerful.

If one thousand years of cultivation is cultivated in the Immortal Punishment Wheel, the Immortal Punishment Wheel will definitely become the God Punishment Wheel.

In the end, it will become the number one artifact in all high-level interfaces such as God Realm and Zun Realm, and it will sweep Liuhe and dominate the world.