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Chapter 194 The Marquis of Zhenwu Comes, the Power of Immortals! (seeking subscription support)
"Use my essence and blood to nourish Kunzai, fertilize the fertile soil for thousands of miles, and transform all spirits!"

In the cave of Wutu World, Jiang Li sent Wusheng Baraja flying with his spear, his arms filled with true energy, and he threw it vigorously.

He turned around abruptly, his fingers slid across his palm, and blood flowed, continuously dripping on the Wutu Kunzai Shijia suspended in front of him.

A drop of blood contains the majestic essence of energy. Deep in each drop of blood, there are two forces of yin and yang that are intertwined and rotate continuously, like two divine fishes, one black and one white, holding each other head to tail.

The blood dripped into Wutu Kunzai, as if the long-dried land was nourished and irrigated by spring rain, it was revived again.

Wutu Kunzai trembled slightly, and streaks of khaki chaotic light emanated from inside the tortoise-shaped stone armor bit by bit, undulating on the surface of the stone armor like ripples.

Gradually, the aura of Wutu Jingyuan surging around the cave began to drift towards Wutu Kunzai, faster and faster, and finally formed an unimaginably huge storm.

In the surrounding rock walls, there are also streaks of khaki-colored chaotic energy, earth essence energy, and origin energy light spots, like streams, rivers, rivers, and seas...

Almost every moment, all kinds of original power surging from all directions are increasing by tens of thousands of times, bypassing Jiang Li, and pouring into Kunzai's interior.

"With such momentum, I'm afraid that the Wutu essence source, chaotic air, and Yuan Qi particles within a thousand miles are all absorbed by Wutu Kunzai!"

Jiang Li stood in the chaotic storm. Although he was not affected by the power of Wutu, he could still imagine the terrifying changes that Wutu Kunzai would bring to the outside world.

Outside the cave, temple priests and masters, such as Hadadan God Priest and Habibula Chief Priest, were about to pounce into the cave and compete with "Jiang Shirong" for the treasure of Wutu, but they were also shocked by the huge momentum displayed in an instant.

Within a thousand miles, all the sources of Wutu essence were swept away, and all were absorbed by Wutu Kunzai.

Pressure, gravity, and resistance all disappear, and a force field environment similar to that of Kyushu World appears.

Everyone present felt their bodies lighten, and their strength, perception, sharpness and broadness of spirit...all returned.

But whether it is the temple priests, masters, or Zuo Tianlang, Zong Diansheng and others, they don't feel relaxed at all, instead they feel like they are facing a big enemy.

"Hurry up, gather all of us, and the earth storm is about to form!"

The screams of the Hadadan God Sacrifice sounded like iron being sharpened, and everyone in the Pantheon quickly gathered in one place.

Hadadan raised his hands above his head, muttering to himself, making a strange and piercing sound and tone, as if he was singing.

Wisps of brilliance full of faith and spiritual power condensed out of thin air and turned into a golden mask, enveloping everyone.

Countless complicated and obscure runes circulated on the mask, showing a mysterious and holy atmosphere, indestructible.

But the "labourers" who were taken captive by the cave had no effective means of defense in the face of the coming terror.

With the cave as the center, the Wutu Jingyuan was instantly emptied across thousands of miles, forming a near-vacuum zone.

The dense energy source atmosphere weighing more than [-] junctures is like a sea of ​​snow and mud flowing on the top of a mountain, slowly flowing from four hundred and eight directions, pouring down.

boom boom boom

As more and more Wutu Jingyuan aura poured out, the potential energy became stronger and stronger, and it became more and more terrifying, and in the end it almost made a roaring sound like destroying the world.

The endless Wutu essence is rolling in, and the power contained in it can instantly flatten thousands of miles of mountains, which cannot be resisted and reversed by manpower.

In an instant, this fluctuation even affected the balance of power affecting the entire Wutu world.

The world space in all directions was affected by the tide of Wutu Jingyuan, many people were thrown into the air, and Wu Sheng couldn't stand still.

And the impact that Zuo Tianlang, Zong Diansheng and others will face in the "vacuum" zone is even more unimaginable.

"Hiding in the cave and relying on the mountain may reduce some of the impact!"

Someone shouted urgently, beckoning everyone to rush into the cave.

The others were also instantly alert, and rushed to the small and closed cave.

This place that once exhausted their strength and divine sense has now become the only shelter.

"Everyone, don't hide your selfishness, and use all your knowledge and life-saving means. Only by uniting as one can we survive!"

A warrior with a Da Luo accent yelled. He took out a piece of animal skin from his sleeve robe and shook it vigorously. There was a clicking sound from the soft animal skin, as if some broken bones were rejoined. Together, they supported for a few meters and reached against the rock wall of the cave.

"Thief damn, fight!"

Zong Diansheng also took out a sea pearl from his chest, he untied the leather covering the sea pearl, and a faint halo radiated from the sea pearl, filling one space.

Wherever the halo went, the space was enveloped and filled by an invisible force, some dust and gravel fell from the top of the cave, and the moment they touched the halo, they were all isolated.

All those who are shrouded in the halo have a feeling of being immersed in the ocean.

This is obviously a rare treasure.

However, the other people present couldn't care less about envy and covetousness. Under the crisis, they also took out various artifacts or means that could save their lives.

Taoism masters sacrificed their divine thoughts, forming a mask similar to the cohesion of temple sacrifices, and some magic weapons flew up and floated around, forming a barrier.

Some warriors had no other means, so they stimulated the blood in their bodies, and driven by the whistling of their fists and palms, they formed extremely fast rotating and surging winds to support them as much as possible.

boom

The sky and the earth shook, and the impact was far greater than expected.

Outside the cave, the torrent of Wutu Jingyuan's aura surged from all directions, sweeping and pushing all the way.

All the mountains along the way were flattened and engulfed in the torrent, making the torrent more violent and surging.

These torrents in different directions finally collided together near the cave, erupting a more terrifying violence of chaos, sweeping in the opposite direction, and colliding with the subsequent torrent again.

The entire Wutu world has become a sea of ​​chaos.

The shield of divine power condensed by the priests of the Pantheon was like a small glass ball, which was instantly blown away. Under various turbulent forces, it kept flying and drifted to nowhere.

The mountain where Zuo Tianlang and Zong Diansheng lived in the cave was also completely wiped out under the sweeping force of terror.

More than seventy people tried their best to support a small space, which was directly swept out and drifted with the waves in the turbulent current.

bang bang bang

All kinds of power and air flow gathered together, and the small space was far from being as solid as the Pantheon. Almost at the moment it was rolled up, countless cracks appeared and exploded layer by layer.

"I can't hold on anymore, we are destined to be destroyed by power!"

Some people laughed bitterly in despair, giving up all thoughts of resistance.

Under this kind of impact, Wu Sheng would be injured, even completely torn to pieces, not to mention them ordinary masters!
"Zhiwan, I shouldn't take the risk of bringing you in!"

Zuo Tianlang was filled with remorse.

Zhiwan is talented and intelligent, with a good foundation in martial arts, far better than he was back then, and has great hope to touch the holy rank.

I thought that entering the world of the divine tower this time could consolidate her martial arts foundation, strive to make her realm go further, and lay the foundation for the future breaking of the saint.

But now, Zuo Tianlang has just realized that he overestimated himself.

The great master of the God Transformation Realm, no matter in any area of ​​Kyushu, is an existence on both sides.

But in the tower world, it is the bottom of the bottom.

"Father, we'll be fine!"

Zuo Zhiwan forced a smile, but her pale cheeks betrayed the real fear in her heart.

call

Suddenly, a ray of light suddenly flashed in the swirling dust beside him.

A tall and burly figure who looked like a god and demon was holding a piece of blue-gray stone armor, and gently jumped out of the dust and rubble.

The torrent of essence of terrifying power swirling around seemed to have no effect on him at all.

This person stepped on the torrent of energy from the source of energy, like walking on flat ground, and walked among them in three or five steps.

It was strange to say that at the moment this person approached, the torrent of energy around him suddenly disappeared.

No matter how frightening and terrifying the torrents were, they didn't have a little impact on them when they were retaken heavily.

Directly bypass them and crash into the distance.

"Your Excellency is..."

Everyone's pressure dropped sharply, and they looked at the burly figure who suddenly appeared, in awe and gratitude.

Zong Diansheng couldn't help but glanced at the stone armor, recalling the cry of Baraja, the Martial Saint of the Western Regions when he was shaken out of the cave, two amazing thoughts jumped out of his heart at the same time.

The treasure of heaven and earth, Wutu Kunzai!
Half-step Immortal, Great Zhou Wuhou!
The two thoughts were intertwined, and Zong Diansheng swallowed with difficulty, the shock and shock in his heart was no less than the terrifying torrent he had just experienced.

The same idea appeared in everyone's mind at the same time.

Although I have never seen the real face of this tall man.

But no one doubted the guess in his heart.

How many people in the world can fly a mid-level martial saint with a single shot?

Not Marquis Wu, who else could it be?
Almost the moment the tall man walked into the crowd, everyone stepped back a few steps in unison to show their respect.

The number one martial artist in the world has his own qualifications.

As for the treasure of heaven and earth in the hands of "Jiang Shirong", no one dared to covet it.

How dare the little ants compete with the two-winged tiger for meat?

How ridiculous and self-deprecating this is.

"To cause such turmoil in the world of Wutu, it must be the world's top treasure, Wutu Kunzai, that has appeared in this world!"

Just when everyone was shocked and thinking, the turmoil and turmoil created by the flood began to weaken.

From a distant space, a majestic and resonant voice pierced through the torrent of essence source hundreds of miles away, and came vibrating.

The voice possesses supreme power and authority, suppressing everything wherever it passes.

Even the turbulent and chaotic torrent of essence has become much calmer.

In the hearts of everyone, a tall figure with a stalwart as tall as heaven and earth emerged in the depths of their minds.

Appear in form with sound, incarnate thousands of miles away.

This is almost an immortal method!
Zhenwuhou Jiang Shirong!

Such a thought popped into almost everyone's mind.

But if the owner of that majestic voice hundreds of miles away is Jiang Shirong, who is standing in front of them at this moment?
"Jiang Shirong, your movements are really fast!"

Hearing the sound, Jiang Li looked into the distance, and a figure was rapidly approaching.

Jiang Li put Wutu Kunzai in his arms, wrapped it with true energy to isolate his breath, and jumped to the ground in a vertical motion, using the magical power of shrinking the ground, he moved more than ten miles in an instant, and disappeared.

He used all his strength to kill the martial saint, but he was not Jiang Shirong's opponent.

Once you are entangled by it, it is extremely difficult to get out.

"Isn't that man Jiang Shirong?"

"Even if it's not Marquis Zhenwu, it's not something we can touch!"

When Zuo Tianlang, Zong Diansheng and others saw this scene, they naturally understood that they just had their own preconceived ideas and mistook Wuhou.

But even so, the power of that figure still made them far beyond their reach, and they felt awe in their hearts.

boom

In the next moment, without the protection of Wutu Kunzai, the torrent of essence that surged around them hit again, directly smashing the small space they maintained together.

The crowd didn't even have time to shout out in alarm, they were swept away by the torrent, like fallen leaves in a strong wind, being rushed in all directions.

Fortunately, although the current torrent is violent and turbulent, it is not enough to threaten the lives of most people.

"Kunzai will only be born once in 9000 years. Who would have such luck in this era!"

At the end of the earth, the stalwart figure who looks like a god and demon is walking steadily, step by step.

Every time you take a step, you can span seven or eight miles.

He appeared in the torrent of essence energy, stretched out his hand to grab it in the air, and captured a martial artist of the Five Elements Sect who was swept away, and asked coldly, "What happened here?"

"Marquis Wu...it's none of my business. The people from the Pantheon Temple took us captive to dig the hills and find treasures..."

Wuxingzong Wufu was swept away by the torrent, his whole body was covered with various bruises, his body was also shaken, and his will was blurred. Under Jiang Shirong's pressure, he trembled uncontrollably. Before he could say a few words, he had difficulty breathing. I can't speak clearly.

"Pantheon!"

Jiang Shirong's long and narrow pupils flashed a stream of light, and he cast aside Wuxing Zong Wufu and looked far away. Sure enough, in the extreme distance in front of him, he saw a star point of light that had almost completely disappeared.

"No category of false gods, heresy!"

Jiang Shirong's footsteps touched the ground, his figure was like a shuttle and lightning, and several flashes rushed hundreds of miles away.

"Jiang Shirong, you have won Wutu Kunzai, and you dare to come here to act presumptuously. You really think that my Pantheon can't control you!"

"Marquis Wu, I'm going to ask you to avenge the revenge of the two guns!"

Jiang Shirong flashed hundreds of miles away, and immediately there were several voices of shouting and shouting.

Immediately, countless streamers exploded in the distant space, and all kinds of stalwart forces bombarded and shattered, and attracted the breath of essence that had gradually subsided, surging again.

"what!"

But this kind of turmoil and momentum did not last for a long time, as soon as it rose, it disappeared at an extremely fast speed.

Zuo Tianlang and Zong Diansheng landed on the ground not far away, trembling, got up from the ground in embarrassment, happened to see this scene.

A shrill scream full of fear and panic rang out first, but it was the mid-level martial saint from the temple of the Western Regions.

It seemed that it was too late to make a move, and it was directly suppressed.

"Why did you suddenly become so strong, no, that person just now wasn't you!"

The piercing voice of Hadadan's sacrificial offering also came later, dissipating immediately with shock and surprise.

Zuo Tianlang and Zong Diansheng looked at each other, and both could see the shock in each other's eyes.

It is conceivable that as soon as Marquis Wu appeared, he directly suppressed the two most powerful men in the Pantheon Temple.

If the one who got Wutu Kunzai has such strength, why hide and pretend?
"Let's go quickly. Although the Supreme Treasure Kunzai has nothing to do with us, whether it is Marquis Wu or that mysterious person, they are existences that we cannot provoke!"

Zuo Tianlang looked around and saw several disciples of the Five Elements Sect and Sea Demon Valley, but only his beloved daughter Zuo Zhiwan was missing, and he couldn't help feeling anxious.

"We counted as being saved by that man, if we were stopped by Marquis Wu to question and tell everything, it would be a kind of kindness and revenge!"

Zong Diansheng also said, the two gathered the nearby disciples, after a brief discussion, they separated and plundered away, looking for the companions who had been washed away.

"Someone is posing as my existence!"

Three hundred miles away, on the land of Wutu, the people of the Pantheon Temple were scattered in all directions.

Jiang Shirong was wearing a purple cloud and tiger armor, standing on the ground with both feet, like a majestic mountain standing one hundred thousand feet tall, standing upright, giving people a kind of despair and aloofness that are unattainable and unattainable.

The long and narrow eyes looked at Habibullah, full of domineering and decisive killing intent, which made the priest of the temple frightened and almost lost all the courage and will to resist.

This majestic man, who looks like a god and demon, possesses a kind of extreme coercion beyond the mortal world. He is extremely domineering and cannot be disobeyed. If everything is directly suppressed, he will never be restored and his body will be smashed to pieces.

"I have no idea!"

Priest Habibullah shook his head. He glanced at the mid-level martial saint of the Western Regions whose half body was blown out, and said in a trembling voice: "Baragja met a black and short reckless boy who once performed the brilliant sky kill. Injured his right arm with a move in the cutting technique, and in the cave he was digging, it was that person who shot him flying again, and it was he who called out your name!"

"Brilliant sky killing technique!"

Jiang Shirong's eyes flashed, with the luster of turning his mind, and he didn't know what he thought of.

"Marquis Wu, we really wanted the treasure in the cave, but we never knew it was Wutu Kunzai, and we didn't get that thing either!"

Officiant Habibullah struggled to get up, his posture humbled to the extreme: "It was just a misunderstanding, and we have been punished as we should. It is important for Marquis Wu to pursue the treasure, and I hope you will let us go!"

As a temple priest, Habibullah is a servant of the gods and has a dignified status that cannot be desecrated or lowered.

But in front of this No. [-] martial artist in Kyushu who has already touched the threshold of immortality, he dare not hold back at all.

As the second thunder catastrophe ghost fairy who controls the power of faith, Hadadan God Ji, the moment he met Jiang Shirong, displayed his strongest faith spell, but was pointed by Jiang Shirong in the air, together with the magic weapon, spirit, The physical body is disappearing in an instant.

This method is not worse than that of the gods.

"The Pantheon is one of the three religions in the Western Regions. Your god Zhen Nianyan once fought me in the Star Wolf Valley. The 36 Thunder Tiger generals under my command lost half in his hands. One day, I will personally board the main altar of the Pantheon, and kill all the false gods enshrined on the altar!"

Jiang Shirong walked slowly in front of the officiant Habibull, reached out and touched the latter's forehead lightly, and the body of the high priest Habibull fell down like sand.

The spirit of the ghost fairy was directly imprisoned in the physical body, and it was ashesed together with it.

"Only Luo'er, Jing'er, and Buli have fully practiced my Huangtian killing technique. The Keqing of Yinwu Pavilion and the Huwei tribe have also practiced it, but they are loyal and will not betray!"

With a wave of Jiang Shirong's sleeve robe, the surviving priests and masters of the Pantheon Temple died immediately.

He looked at Yunkong in the distance, and said to himself: "There is also Yingying, she also has the great killing technique that I have passed on to her, and her death is related to Jiang Li. I'm afraid he's the only one with the technique!"

"Take down the mid-level martial saint with one shot? Could it be him!"

Jiang Shirong's eyes flickered, he looked in one direction, took a step, strode away, and disappeared in the gray Wutu world in a few moments.

……

"call!"

In another direction hundreds of miles away from the cave, Jiang Li's figure appeared among a patchwork of high and low mountains.

Wutu Kunzai seems to have the ability to be exempt from all Wutu forces. Jiang Li wears the Kunzai stone armor in his arms and runs like flying on the ground, no longer restricted by gravity or resistance.

Even after Kun Zai emptied the Wutu essence source within a thousand miles around him for the first time, Jiang Li felt that there was a vague bond between himself and Kun Zai.

The surrounding Wutu Jingyuan and him are not only irrelevant, but also have a very weak sense of affinity.

Jiang Li took out Wutu Kunzai from his bosom, unwrapped the package of true qi, and the Wutu Jingyuan breath and Yuan Qi floating around immediately came slowly under the traction of Kunzai's power.

But compared with when Kunzai was alive, the speed of this absorption and fusion was significantly slower by tens of thousands of times.

As the prototype of the earth, Wutu Kunzai is also known as the bone and root of the earth. In addition to its own bearing and evolution capacity, what is more important is that it can grow without limit in the long river of time.

From a barren island of thousands of miles, it continuously absorbs various original powers between the heavens and the earth, and finally turns into a huge world similar to Kyushu.

"Wutu Kunzai is the foundation, not a real continent. To complete it, you need more Wutu treasures. Apart from the earth essence and primordial stone, the most important thing is fertile soil!"

Jiang Li did not include Wutu Kunzai in the Sumeru Precepts.

Although the Sumeru ring on his finger is a magic weapon of space, it can only be regarded as a small world at best, and it is impossible to bear the treasure of heaven and earth like Wutu Kunzai.

Fortunately, Kun Zai's attribute is earth, which is the most peaceful and quiet. Jiang Li is wrapped in true energy, which can completely isolate its breath and attributes.

Jiang Li dissipated his body of true qi, untied his robe, and stuck Wutu Kunzai to his chest, wrapping it tightly around his body. It was also an indestructible protective armor for martial saints.

Even if a human immortal descends, it is impossible to break it open!

The Kunzai stone armor was tightly attached to the body, and Jiang Li let go of the package of zhenqi a little bit, and then absorbed the surrounding Wutu essence by himself.

Before, it seemed that Wutu Kunzai's original consciousness had been activated once he sucked a thousand miles away.

Shijia trembled imperceptibly, as if breathing.

Every time it absorbs and fuses, it will guide some subtle essence breath to Jiang Li's body, and then guide it back.

It's like a cycle.

While Jiang Li was being nourished and circulated by the essence of Wutu, his physical body was also being strengthened to a weak degree.

Every breathing cycle makes the connection between Jiang Li and Kun Zai become closer and stronger.

In the mental platform, the two tripods of Liangzhou and Mangzhou shook, and more luck was released.

Owning the earth bone and earth root also has the foundation for establishing a ten thousand year foundation.

Naturally, it deserves further recognition from Ding Qi.

"The spiritual will has become much stronger again, is it because of the tripod?"

Jiang Li also noticed some changes, and with more luck lingering around his body, stronger confidence emerged in his heart.

Stepping on the ground with both feet, it seems to be the master of this world.

But he knew in his heart that this was just a possibility and qualification, not real domination and control.

The Ancient God Tower has existed for countless years, and even the emperors in the Middle Ages failed to subdue it. How could he do it now?

However, compared with other people who entered the world of Wutu, Jiang Li had an advantage that others could not imagine.

Just exempting from all pressure resistance and gravity in the world of Wutu will allow him to collect more treasures of Wutu!
After tidying up everything, Jiang Li chose to turn back in the direction he came from.

When he just passed a certain area, he sensed a sudden change in Wutu Kunzai in his arms!

(End of this chapter)