God Ring Howl

Besieged by the Myriad Divine Formation, it collapsed into demonic energy, ghostly energy, and tens of thousands of demonic eyes.

Demonic energy, ghostly energy, and tens of thousands of demonic eyes are aggressive, rushing left and right against the Myriad God Formation.

All of a sudden, the Myriad Phrases Divine Formation shook and vibrated like water waves, as if it was about to crumble and collapse.

Just when the situation was extremely critical, the emerald bamboo ring appeared.

But the precarious situation immediately turned around.

There was an immediate tacit understanding between the Eighteen Green Bamboo Rings and the Vientiane Divine Formation.

The two took advantage of each other's strengths to take advantage of the situation, and simply joined hands to attack, but it caused a one-sided situation in the Yingshen Temple.

The Vientiane Divine Formation began to spin crazily.

Without the control of Zhao Xiang's spiritual sense, all the mountains, clouds and the light of Mie Shen danced and danced.

As if they had entered an uninhabited land, they devoured, absorbed, and transformed the scattered demon energy, ghost energy, and tens of thousands of demon eyes.

Almost at the same time, the magic energy, ghost energy, and thousands of magic eyes were completely transformed into energy and stored by Zhao Xiang.

In such a short time, the five monsters were completely wiped out by the Myriad God Formation.

Eighteen emerald green bamboo rings are connected to form a large thumb-thick ring composed of eighteen superb small rings.

With the help of the miraculous effect of the Myriad Formation, which makes it difficult to distinguish between the real and the fake, Dahuan suddenly turns into tens of thousands.

All the large rings are arranged into a three-dimensional restriction interlocking.

In front of the three-dimensional restraint, facing the giant cauldron, an opening as long as an arm was opened.

The opening seemed to be there, looming open, like a mouth, waiting for the prey that was about to come.

The giant cauldron slammed towards Zhao Xiang.

The master in the cauldron realized that the danger was approaching him.

Not only that, he also sensed that the aura of destruction had penetrated the cauldron and entered his body.

The people in the cauldron were eager to stop the swiftly advancing cauldron, but the situation could not be controlled by him forcibly.

The powerful inertia made Juding unable to hold back its rushing momentum, and was swallowed into the three-dimensional restraint by the giant mouth that came forward.

The three-dimensional barrier composed of eighteen emerald bamboo rings issued a series of joyful calls.

The sound is like the clear sound made by the collision of clear springs and bluestones in the mountains, crisp and pleasant, and pleasing to the ear.

The interlocking three-dimensional restraints shrink inward at a speed visible to the naked eye, and tightly hoop the giant cauldron.

The giant tripod emits golden light, and the eighteen emerald bamboo rings are shining with clear green light, just like old friends who haven't seen for many years.

They are hugging and chattering again, the kindness is simply like meeting a bosom friend in the mountains and flowing water.

What's even more strange is that the green glow emitted by the emerald bamboo ring has the power of washing and purifying.

The golden color emitted by the giant cauldron became more and more pure and brighter.

It gives people the feeling that the emerald bamboo ring has brought him infinite vitality and strength.

In an instant, tens of thousands of emerald bamboo rings disappeared into the huge tripod, leaving only one huge emerald bamboo ring surrounding the tripod body.

Slowly, a miserable cry came from inside the cauldron, full of despair and anger——

"Old man Shebaobang, you haven't been ruined by that girl Yunqiong, the chief guardian of Yunjie?"

"Eighteen emerald bamboo rings killed me..."

The giant tripod is happily spinning in the embrace of the emerald green bamboo ring and green light.

But the miserable cry in the cauldron continued to echo in the spacious Yingshen hall.

After hearing the screams in the cauldron, Zhao Xiang's Myriad God Formation, which had just been set up in front of him, became even more unpredictable and confused.

Zhao Xiang is waiting for a storm to come.

Suddenly, the giant cauldron with screams turned over in front of Zhao Xiang's eyes.

With the body of the tripod up and the mouth of the tripod facing down, it is strangely locking onto the miniature version of the Myriad Formation in front of Zhao Xiang.

Between lightning and flint, the mouth of the tripod opened at once, and a gorgeous multicolored brilliance poured down into the Vientiane Divine Formation.

In just a moment, the green color of the eighteen green bamboo rings surrounding the giant tripod flowed like water, and the giant tripod became smaller and brighter.

With a sound of ding dong, an exquisite small cauldron fell into the rapidly rotating miniature pantheon in front of Zhao Xiang.

As soon as the small cauldron the size of a fingertip entered the formation, the spiritual consciousness simplified by Wanxiangyu urged Zhao Xiang——

"Brother, hurry up and take back the Myriad Formation, you have taken back the Divine Cauldron."

Although his head was full of confusion and doubts, Zhao Xiang still put away his excitement and excitement, and hurriedly put away the magic formation.

Eighteen emerald green bamboo rings buzzed, and entered Zhao Xiang's sea of ​​consciousness like lightning, and merged with the consciousness simplified into Wanxiangyu.

Only at this moment did Zhao Xiang know the reason why the Vientiane Jade was simplified into a ball of divine consciousness residing in the depths of his consciousness.

It turned out that it was actually to wait for Eighteen Emerald Bamboo Rings to wake up, and then combine with him.

Vientiane Bamboo Ring was finally born.

Zhao Xiang took back another Myriad Formation in the main hall, and summoned all three clones into his body.

When everything was quiet, Zhao Xiang, who was standing in the Yingshen Temple, began to look at the layout of the hall a little bit.

The three main halls are arranged in a character shape, and the main hall where Zhao Xiang is located is the tallest, one floor more than the other two, with a total of eight floors.

Now, Zhao Xiang's sea of ​​starry sky is more powerful, and he can know the general situation of the three conjoined temples without looking at them.

In a trance, Zhao Xiang seemed to hear a vague call.

The voice is ethereal and unpredictable, if you listen carefully, it seems to disappear, if you don't listen, it seems to appear again.

Zhao Xiang looked around with a solemn face and squinted his eyes, feeling a faint sense of familiarity in his heart.

The walls of the hall are made of top-quality white jade, and the bottom of the hall is paved with top-quality blue warm jade.

The twelve pillars with thick arms are carved from light black black iron, a treasure of the seabed.

The top of the hall is inlaid with cat's eye jade...

Zhao Xiang turned sideways, and then saw the night pearl hanging on the wall.

Looking down at his side again, Zhao Xiang Ma Shan saw the Lantian Jade Taishi Chair placed there.

He shook his head helplessly, nothing unusual happened, the ethereal voice——

The appearance of that ethereal voice may be due to my high mental tension and excessive physical exhaustion, right?

It's okay not to mention nervousness and exhaustion. As soon as these two words flashed through his mind, Zhao Xiang felt really tired and swept over him violently.

When he was exhausted physically and mentally, Zhao Xiang couldn't help but sat down on the jade carving chair beside him.

However, when Fang sat on the jade chair, Zhao Xiang felt its magic.

In the blink of an eye, he unexpectedly had a feeling of being hugged tightly by it inexplicably.

Just after giving birth to this wonderful consciousness, an even more astonishing scene happened suddenly, which made Zhao Xiang's heart skip a beat.

The jade carved chair unexpectedly began to spin more and more crazily.

Zhao Xiang's head immediately spun.

Dizzy, Zhao Xiang was thrown to an unknown place by the chair.

The next moment, a dizzy Zhao Xiang appeared in a room surrounded by light blue walls.

Rubbing his dazed eyes, Zhao Xiang looked around inexplicably.

There is only a long table in the room, and a purple teapot is placed on the table.

There is a half-open book beside the purple teapot, the cover reveals a faint brown color, as if there is a faint spiritual light flowing through it.

Near the table is a three-legged wooden chair.

Looking up and looking forward, Zhao Xiang suddenly took a few steps back in fright.

The little heart in the chest couldn't help beating wildly at this moment.

He saw a human skeleton.

The clothes on the skeleton have long since rotted and turned into dust.

The white skeleton is emitting an indifferent and miserable gray brilliance.

What is even more frightening is that the head is still glowing with white brilliance.

There seems to be a trace of agile breath swimming in the two eye holes, like a dream, like a dream, like smoke and mist.

Eye hole just quietly looked at Zhao Xiang who backed away in fright, his face full of panic.

Suddenly, Zhao Xiang heard the ethereal call that appeared not long ago again.

The voice is kind, kind, and warm, like the long-lost three spring lights, the small red clay stove, and the drunken red leaves in late autumn.

That was the voice of father, mother, and master. Zhao Xiang's eyes were moist.

This voice was clearly the same as that of his dead father.

And mother, and master.

Zhao Xiang was in tears. Hearing this voice, he could no longer control his emotions——

In this world, my father, mother, and master gave me almost everything, but what did I give them?

Nothing, nothing, not even a day of filial piety.

Zhao Xiang heard that father-like and mother-like warm voice, which entered his ears——

"My child, I am Mo Wuxie. The Mo Wuxie in the illusion or in the magic mirror is actually a clone of me."

"The skeleton you see now lying on the top-quality jade bed is my real body."

"This main body still has the last ray of spiritual consciousness, and this ray of spiritual consciousness will soon dissipate."

"You don't need to be surprised, and you don't need to question, just listen to me and you will understand."

Zhao Xiang hurriedly stepped back and immediately took a few steps forward.

Looking at the skeleton lying on the jade bed, he suddenly felt kind, without any surprise or fear——

"Senior Mo, can you tell me, why did you become like this? What happened to the sleepy spirit array?"

"I have the Zhixin Bead, which is also the secret realm of chaos, which can restore your last remaining ray of consciousness."

The voice from the skeleton on the jade bed was kind and gentle.

Zhao Xiang felt the warmth permeating it so closely and truly——

"Son, I know you are kind. Ever since the ray of consciousness from my avatar entered your consciousness, you know everything."

"Your father has been reincarnated, and the situation is very good now. If there is a destiny, you will meet again in the future."

"Your mother Lan Xiaodie has lost her soul in order to save you."

"Actually, your mother was originally the reincarnation of one of my proud disciples."

"She did this to save the Zhao family who have the blood of the ancient gods of the royal family."

"In the final analysis, this is also a method I have worked hard to save this old world."

"Otherwise, child, do you think you can escape the cruelty of Ximenhu, the supreme elder of the undead clan?"

"Speaking of which, your ancestor is Mo Wuxie's most proud disciple. He once founded the Talisman Sect."

"Unfortunately, in the old and new world wars 1000 million years ago, he sacrificed to protect me."

"You also know what happened later. Ximen Tiger made a move and forced the giant to fuse with the remnant soul of the ancient god."

"He used various methods to allow many strong men of different bloodlines to continue to marry newcomers who were fused with giants and ancient gods."

"This has brewed the tragedy of the Zhao family for thousands of years."