God Ring Howl

The Promise God Realm.

Demon sect.Bloody Holy Ancestor.

"Yeah, what happened to the Bloody Demon Emperor?"

"Why does this patriarch feel that the Bloody Demon Emperor is on the brink of death?"

"No, no, could it be that I made a mistake in sensing? The signs of being on the brink of death suddenly disappeared?"

"Could it be that he practiced forcibly and broke through the realm savagely?"

"Hmph, if he is really like this, how can he succeed in forcibly raising his realm?"

"In order for him to be a pawn in the demon world for a long time, my ancestor has already planted a talisman in his body to control the breakthrough of the realm!"

The Holy Ancestor of Blood Light sat on a stone bench in a quiet and elegant courtyard with sparse flowers and trees.

He casually plucked a blood-colored flower in full bloom from a branch.

Under the gentle sunlight, those semi-transparent ten fingers emitted a pale light.

The slender and pale fingers casually ravaged and tore apart the layers of fragrant petals.

So the petals slipped one by one from the interlaced tearing of the fingers.

When the breeze blows, the petals swirl in the air.

As a result, the bloody ancestor was immediately bathed in the gently dancing bloody petals.

Some petals fell near his feet, and their tragic fate began to play out.

The tender, fresh blood-colored petals were trampled by the raised feet wearing cloth shoes.

The snow-white soles slowly turned into a blood-red color.

The Blood Light Ancestor glanced from the flower branch to his hand and then turned to the ground where his feet were.

His face, which was originally calm and breezy, was as if a stone had been thrown into the calm water, revealing joyful ripples.

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Zhao Xiang had just set foot on the road leading to the Buddha Hall.

There was a burst of black air in the eyes of the silver-haired Profound Buddha.

Between the line between the eyebrows on his forehead, a lotus-shaped magic flame flower the size of a thumb flashed out.

If he hadn't been on guard for a long time, and there was the precedent of Master Wuwang, Zhao Xiang might really be ignited by the silver-haired profound Buddha.

At the moment of enduring unimaginable pain, Zhao Xiang shouted, and pointed his left hand towards the silver-haired Xuanfo.

Almost at the same time, under Zhao Xiang's instruction, the Blue Tiger Demon King turned his hands towards the silver-haired Xuan Buddha like a wheel.

A large piece of bluish-yingying magic blue light descended from the sky like a waterfall.

The finger pointing at the silver-haired Xuan Buddha is Dacheng's Yin|Shui Spiritual Qi, which is extremely cold.

The silver-haired Xuan Buddha immediately became an ice sculpture, and the blue light of the blue demon was shining on the outside of the ice sculpture.

This ice sculpture is lifelike, the expression on the face is meticulous, and the joy of a successful sneak attack is frozen in the ice sculpture.

The silver-haired Profound Buddha looked at Zhao Xiang with hatred, which fell deep in the pupils of Lord Yuxu.

"Senior Sister Yuxu, what happened at the core of the Buddha Hall, how should I explain it?"

Seeing such a thrilling scene, Lord Yuxu understood everything.

"Demon Flame Flower?! It was actually planted with Magic Flame Flower!" Yuxu said in surprise and anger.

Immediately, she glanced at Zhao Xiang and the Blue Tiger Demon King with one eye, and raised her estimate of their strength by three points in her heart.

It's a long story, from the moment when the magic flame flower suddenly appeared on the forehead of the silver-haired Profound Buddha, to the time when Zhao Xiang and the two of them restrained it, it took only a moment.

The moment Yuxu called "Magic Flame Flower", an even more shocking scene happened.

Except for Zhao Xiang, Yuxu, and Lanhu Yaowang, everyone else disappeared.

The next moment, the silver-haired Profound Buddha in the shape of an ice sculpture suddenly moved.

To be precise, it was the silver-haired Profound Buddha who did not know what kind of supernatural power he had used to shatter the ice outside his body.

The ice was completely shattered in the magic blue light, and almost simultaneously turned into the aura of heaven and earth, no, it was rich Buddha energy.

The scene that gave Zhao Xiang, the Blue Tiger Demon King, and Lord Yuxu even more shocking appeared again——

Everything here seems to have completely dissipated in an instant.

Even the void, time, and all existence here were completely destroyed by a terrifying force.

Lord Yuxu seems to have been wiped out under this force, but Zhao Xiang's yin and yang eyes discovered the truth.

The Buddha Lord Yuxu was not eliminated, but moved away by the silver-haired Xuanfo using a magical power.

"Hmph, you actually moved my two brothers to a crack in space?"

Zhao Xiang patted his palm lightly and said calmly.

"You are very discerning," the silver-haired Xuanfo asked with a smile instead of anger, "Do you know who I am?"

"Hmph, you can only play tricks, don't you mean you can't see people?" Zhao Xiang sneered and said disapprovingly.

"It's really kind to be stubborn when you are about to die, Zhao Xiang!" The silver-haired Xuanfo's tone was very contemptuous.

"Zhao Xiang naturally has a seed, don't the great elders of the undead clan have no seed?"

Zhao Xiang looked at the silver-haired profound Buddha opposite, and sneered back.

Hearing Zhao Xiang's words, the Blue Tiger Demon King was shocked.

Of course he knew who the Blue Tiger Demon King was, he was the supreme elder of the undead clan.

Not only is his cultivation profound and his supernatural powers unprecedented, but this person's temperament is ferocious and treacherous.

How did he come to the Buddhist city in the Buddhist world?Oh, by the way, definitely not the deity!

Zhao Xiang glanced at the Blue Tiger Demon King, nodded and said——

"It's not the main body, nor is it the avatar, it's just a trace of Ximen Tiger's divine sense forcibly coming through the air!"

After hearing Zhao Xiang's explanation, the silver-haired Profound Buddha burst out laughing, his body shook, and his appearance changed quickly.

A burly middle-aged man appeared in front of everyone.

The big man grinned and sneered——

"Zhao Xiang, your eyesight is too bad. It is said that you have yin and yang eyes, why are you so rubbish?!"

"Hey, it's not bad that this is a crack in space, but what comes through the air is not a trace of divine thought, but—"

Immediately, the big man shook his head, a burst of light and shadow shook, separated and separated, and five big men appeared.

These five newly-appeared big men have the same appearance as the previous big men.

"Five clones? No, what came through the air was actually six strands of divine sense!"

Zhao Xiang was shocked in his heart.

He secretly sent out soul fluctuations to investigate, and found that the six of them were all at the peak of the late emperor level.

The six silver-haired Profound Buddhas, no, they were the avatars of Ximen Tiger's spiritual sense, and they dispersed quietly, forming a circle around the two brothers.

The eyes of a Ximen Tiger Divine Sense avatar shone with joy.

He solemnly bowed to Zhao Xiangji——

"Little friend Zhao Xiang, if the old man comes to see you off today."

"As for the Blue Tiger Demon King, the authentic descendant of the ancient golden tiger, I will charge him as interest."

"The six Divine Sense clones join forces, are you sure you can see me off?" Zhao Xiang asked coldly, rubbing his palms.

This clone of Ximen Tiger's spiritual sense is obviously the commander, he pondered for a moment, shook his head with a smile and said——

"The six divine sense avatars join forces, I'm afraid it won't be able to bring your soul back to bliss, little friend."

"But with the 'soul-killing eye' we brought, it's enough."

Another clone of Ximen Tiger's spiritual sense standing behind Zhao Xiang explained——

"Hey, Zhao Xiang, you're dead this time! Of course it can't be considered real death, after all, the puppet still retains a trace of sobriety!"

Knowing that the visitor was not kind, his cultivation base was strong, and the weapons he used were powerful, Zhao Xiang hurriedly communicated with the Blue Tiger Demon King.

In the next instant, the Blue Tiger Demon King disappeared under the noses of the six Ximen Tiger Divine Sense avatars.

"Damn it!" Zhao Xiang yelled loudly at the clone of Ximen Tiger's Divine Sense that was facing him.

He never thought that Zhao Xiang would actually move the Blue Tiger Demon King away under the lock of the six powerful auras.

Accompanied by the shout of "Damn it", a dark green mist rose up in the surrounding void, and it was densely covered for a while.

These substantial dark green mist are entangled and coiled like countless poisonous snakes.

In an instant, the mist turned into a huge net that firmly covered the surrounding void.

And the dense network is like countless miserable green wolf eyes, staring at Zhao Xiang fiercely, wishing to devour him in one go.

On this three-dimensional dark green net, there are also countless dark green eyes floating.

Some are as big as mung beans, soybeans, and peanuts.

Some human heads, baskets, and water tanks are as big as mountain peaks, suspended under the net in an orderly manner.

At a glance, trillions of large and small dark green eyes are staring at Zhao Xiang closely.

It seemed that there were only these lifeless eyes staring at him in the world.

These eyes all burst out with a magical power that makes people want to escape from their shells and fly away.

Intangible but qualitative magic power surrounded Zhao Xiang's ears, as if there were countless people whispering and wailing in low voices.

In a trance, it seems that I really heard countless people crying bitterly and mourning.

Even if Zhao Xiang's soul is as strong as Supreme, at this moment he couldn't help shaking his body a few times.

He could no longer hold back his muffled groan, and a silver cloud of smoke rose above his head.

A white cloud with a radius of nine acres enveloped him.

It is Dacheng's yin|shui aura.

Strands of silver raindrops fell from the white clouds.

On the white clouds, there appeared eleven lotus platforms that were as pink and white as jade, shining with radiance.

Each lotus platform is a pink lotus in full bloom, and on the lotus sits a statue of Zhao Xiang in different costumes.

The eleven Zhao Xiangs have the same face but different skin colors.

The auras of metal, wood, water, fire, earth and five elements are divided according to Yin and Yang, and each has five categories——

The yang categories are yang metal, yang wood, yang water, yang fire, and yang earth, and the yin categories are yin metal, yin wood, yin|water, yin fire, and yin earth.

Because the auras of these ten five-element attributes are at least small now, they can all condense into clones.

The avatar condensed from Dacheng's yang fire aura and yin|shui aura can exert the full strength of the deity.

The remaining eight causes are small successes, and the condensed avatar can only exert [-] percent.

The ten avatars were divided into two and sat cross-legged on both sides of Zhao Xiang's main body.

They may be wearing heavy armor, with awe-inspiring faces, like generals leading the battle.

Or the clothes are neat and tidy, holding a ghost-headed sword, just like a bandit boss who robs a house.

Or covered in blood, with countless sharp bony spurs protruding all over his body, like a ghost from hell who just crawled out of a sea of ​​blood.

The avatars of Zhao Xiang on the ten lotus platforms are all full of crazy and monstrous fighting intentions, and they will be shocked at a glance.

They opened their eyes in unison and let out a deafening roar.

Smiling at the clone of Ximen Tiger's Spiritual Sense who is facing Zhao Xiang himself.

He shook his head helplessly at Zhao Xiang——

"I didn't expect that little friend would condense ten clones. It can't be said that it's amazing!"

"But it will be of no use, because you still don't know the real temper of my Ximen Tiger."

"I don't have enough confidence to kill my little friend, so how could I use the Great Divine Sense of Penetration in such a big way?"

"Hehe, you are of the blood of the ancient gods of the royal family. Your ancestor almost killed one of my...friends."

"So little friend must follow in the footsteps of your daring ancestors."

"You must die, or become my slave!"