Doomsday magic cultivator wandering the heavens

Chapter 75 76. The Bone Resentment Spirit Banner and the Heavy Treasure
The average height of the totem warriors is around [-] meters.

Not to mention that with the blessing of totems and ancestors, their size has skyrocketed, with an average height of three meters.

Such a warrior monster, running wildly with all its feet and full firepower, is really like a heavy tank launching a destructive charge, with an unrivaled momentum.

That terrifying momentum was like a gust of wind blowing towards Chen Mo's direction.

Chen Mo is naturally safe and sound, but the people of the Spear tribe behind Chen Mo are all trembling with fear, and the two sides are fighting.

Even though they were originally brave and skilled fighters, physical fear cannot be transferred by will at all.

"Die!"

A totem warrior with a height of nearly [-] meters ran the fastest, and the more people came out.

Rushing in front of Chen Mo, who seemed to be defenseless, the orc raised his fist the size of a stone mill, and punched it out. The air exploded in an instant, and there was a crisp sound, which was as swift and powerful as a cannon popping out of its chamber.

"Duang!"

He is confident that his punch can open mountains and crack rocks, as long as it hits Chen Mo, then Chen Mo will definitely be angry on the spot, and he will make the first contribution.

However, just when his ferocious face was about to reveal a smile, a light blue aura barrier appeared out of thin air in front of him, blocking his fist.

This light blue aura barrier looks very thin visually, but such a thin barrier is like a heavenly moat, separating his fist from Chen Mo.

"Roar!"

He couldn't understand everything he was facing, and he didn't choose to give up because of his ignorance.

He quickly retracted his fist, and then quickly threw it out, not only his right hand, but also his left hand was also crazily swung out.

"Duang, Duang"

The sound like the morning bell and evening drum echoed on the battlefield.

He took the lead in playing the useless movement, and then his partners also came to this natural moat and joined in the incompetent performance.

However, the strength of the monks in the foundation building period was fully displayed at this moment. Facing the siege of these dozens of warriors whose strength was equal to that of Qi training monks, the aura barrier created by Chen Mo's soul banner remained motionless.

See these orc warriors so alive and well.And it contains a very huge spirituality. Chen Mo couldn't help laughing secretly.

"It's really a predestined relationship with my magic weapon, and it should be entered into the Bone Resentment Spirit Banner to help my magic weapon to a higher level, Jie Jie Jie."

The bone resentment banner turned over, and with Chen Mo's thought, it immediately flew out of the soul refining banner out of thin air.

When it flew out, it was originally just an inch-sized small streamer. When it flew into the air, the streamer was already hundreds of meters in size, which can be said to block out the sky and block out the sun.

There is a forest of bones on the banner face, wraiths whistling, and dark energy, as if there are ghosts and ghosts in it.

Such a magnificent and huge magic weapon has never appeared in prehistoric society.

When these totem warriors saw the white bone banner, they were immediately taken aback by the huge and strange black banner.

Everyone was stunned, forgetting to run away, but running away was futile, it was impossible for them to escape from the envelope of the bone banner in an instant.

But in a moment, the bone banner hundreds of meters in size came crashing down.

In the senses of these orcs, they only feel that this moment is like the sky is falling.

As soon as you enter the white bone banner, you don't feel any difference in other things, you just feel top-heavy and upside down in an instant.

It turns out that this is the world in the streamer, where the turbid air with form is at the top, and the clean air with no form is at the bottom.

In this world, the sky is white and the ground is black.

In such a world, these totem warriors were immediately confused.

The sky is pulling their bodies, and the ground is pulling their souls, which makes them unable to go up and down, and can only move like worms sealed in amber.

Just when they don't know what's going to happen next.

The white sky suddenly made a salsa sound like rolling sand.

In the terrified eyes of these orcs, the white sky continued to press down, revealing its true nature. It turned out to be tiny bone spurs, one on top of the other, and the endless bone spurs connected to form this piece of sky.

As the sky pressed down, the bone spurs stood up like combs, and then gently combed these orcs.

These orcs are protected by the power of totems and ancestors, but these protections are like decorations in the face of these bone spurs and bone combs.

Every time you comb it, a little totem power and a little ancestor power will be removed from these orcs.

No more, no less, just right.

Each comb is only a little bit, but there are thousands of bone spurs, almost endless.

I can't stand this bone comb going back and forth, combing endlessly.

Soon the power of the totem and the power of the ancestors on these orcs were all cleaned up.

So they continued to wash the skin and flesh of these orcs, still so unhurriedly, every time they combed, a trace of flesh and blood would be taken away, not too much, not too little.

At first these orcs were just red sores, and then the sores turned into erosions.

Soon the flesh and blood were all scraped off, only the white bones could be seen.

When the bones can be seen, the bone comb formed by the bone spurs is finally no longer groomed.

Instead, he waited. After a while, these dense white bones actually cracked, and in the next second, they turned into countless bone spurs, merging with the entire sky.

The whole process was infinitely more painful than a thousand cuts, which caused the souls of these orcs combined with aura to breed a lot of resentment.

And when their flesh and blood were removed and their bones returned, their souls finally left their bodies.

They fell crazily with a lot of resentment.

Soon it fell to the black earth at the bottom of the Bone Road.

Only by falling into this black land can we see clearly what this black land is.

This turned out to be the accumulation of a large number of resentful souls. In this prehistoric world without reincarnation, the pain and despair of years of inability to rest and reincarnation made them all completely crazy.

Now there are fresh souls falling among them, and what they can give these fresh souls is naturally only endless torture and pain.

Countless resentful souls climbed and gnawed on the souls of these orcs. At this moment, the souls of these people could not even wail, and could only sink down with incomparable despair.

It turned into the nourishment of the bone banner.

When the bone banner was covered, the orc priest felt something was wrong.

He held up the totem in his hand and prayed loudly, and as he prayed, the totem crazily released red light to protect his whole body.

And it was this move that made Chen Mo discover a great treasure.

A primitive god!
A primitive god with no background, no footsteps, and no backing.

This is definitely the best training material that Chen Mo has encountered so far, not even one of them.

He secretly swallowed a mouthful of saliva. With this primitive god, Chen Mo could even refine a magic weapon that can absorb the power of incense and fire.

Of course, Chen Mo would not switch to Shinto, but no matter whether it is a white cat or a black cat, it is a good cat if it can catch mice, and the magical effects of Shinto magic tools are endless.

No matter what, this treasure must be won.

(End of this chapter)