Killing Demons: Upgrading from Calligraphy

Chapter 449 Divine Soil!

It became.

Qi Xiu raised his eyes slightly, took a deep breath, and the surging clouds and mist around him suddenly returned to his body, but he saw that his body had changed, and his body had turned into a looming, dark smoke.

Having successfully evolved the Qi of this great formation, Qi Xiu's expression became slightly serious, and he tried to lightly touch the [threads] that would cause the great formation to rebound.

There was no response. It seemed that my guess was correct.

Seeing that he had touched the [Silk Thread] but there was no reaction, Qi Xiu breathed a sigh of relief.

No longer worried about triggering this ancient killing array, Qi Xiu immediately returned to the old man Bodhi and the little ginseng fruit.

"Don't resist, I'll take you down."

With a word of warning, Qi Xiu waved his sleeves, and the world in his sleeves suddenly unfolded, gathering the old man and the young man directly into his sleeve robe.

Then he leaned over and rushed directly below this ancient killing formation.

How did he brainwash these monsters and pass them down from generation to generation?

Looking up at the man in purple who was sitting cross-legged on the sacred soil, Old Man Bodhi's expression suddenly changed. He ignored Qi Xiu, an outsider, who was still present, and knelt down with a thud, touching the ground with his head.

Standing beside Old Man Bodhi, Qi Xiu spoke calmly, looking down at the old elf.

Qi Xiu's expression suddenly changed, and a look of astonishment flashed in his eyes.

"Don't you say you haven't met Mr. Wei? How do you know he is it?"

Looking at the middle-aged man sitting cross-legged on the sacred soil, Qi Xiu walked forward slowly, but he was less than ten feet away from this man.

Old Man Bodhi is also a being in the realm of Taoism. He can sacrifice his face and kowtow nine times to a soulless body, which shows the importance of this Wei Gong in his heart. Qi Xiu couldn't help but become more curious about this Wei Gong.

Approaching this ball of light, Qi Xiu's eyes instantly condensed.

Is this person not dead yet? "

But the soul can't hold on for so many years either.

Tens of thousands of years...

Right now, it's just a soulless, empty shell.

Is this person a god?
wrong!

He is indeed Wei Gong!

Although it was only the first time I met.

With a wave of his long sleeve, he released the old man Bodhi and the small ginseng fruit from the universe in his sleeve. Qi Xiu pointed at the middle-aged man on the black and yellow sacred soil in front of him.

After kowtowing nine times to Duke Wei in front of him, Old Man Bodhi slowly stood up.

call!
suck!
Qi Xiu frowned and stopped. He could never imagine that the middle-aged man in front of him was still alive.

"Is this... the sound of breathing?

The closer you get to the bottom of the ancient formation, the thicker the wisps of chilling Qi in the void become.

However, the next second, a faint but genuine sound of breathing reached his ears.

And if he is a god and does not need to rely on these divine soils at all, then the sound of breathing in and out is extremely weak, and he should just barely hold on to his breath to ensure that his physical body does not die.

“The corpse has not decayed for tens of thousands of years, even the True Master Yuanshen can’t do that.

It should be the piece of divine soil under him that plays a role. "

His aura is completely different from that of a god like Uncle Shui, and there is no way he can be a god.

"That is……"

"You are very loyal."

When he thought of this, Qi Xiu looked slightly relaxed.

For tens of thousands of years, even if this person uses the divine soil and methods under his body to make his body immortal.

"Zhong Boti, come and see Duke Wei!"

But he firmly believed that the middle-aged man sitting cross-legged on the black and yellow sacred soil was the Duke Wei that Old Man Bodhi mentioned!

"I have never seen Mr. Wei, but my ancestors left a portrait of Mr. Wei. When I see it today, I will naturally recognize it."

A ray of light finally appeared at the end of Qi Xiu's vision.

How could he still be alive.

Turning sideways in disbelief, Qi Xiu listened carefully to the sounds coming from around him.

I saw that underneath this great formation was a piece of black and yellow sacred soil, filled with endless medicinal fragrance and pouring out billions of rays of divine light. And on this sacred soil, sitting cross-legged, a man with gray hair on the temples, dressed in purple, looked like A middle-aged man with a majestic appearance.

Looking at the man in front of him who broke the common sense of the world, Qi Xiu couldn't understand how a person could live for tens of thousands of years.
Except for gods, not even the True Master Yuanshen has lived such a long life.

Seeing that Old Man Bodhi wanted to bow to the man in purple regardless of his appearance, Qi Xiu calmed down, and his previous premonition was confirmed.

The moment he saw this man, a flash of inspiration came to Qi Xiu's mind.

"Do you know this person?"

After flying at top speed for nearly a quarter of an hour, the distance deep into the ground had reached a terrifying distance of thousands of miles.

"Why is Mr. Wei here in his physical body?"

Looking at Wei Gong's body in front of him, Old Man Bodhi's eyes were strange and he subconsciously reached out to touch it.

"do not move!"

Fluttering his sleeves, he stopped Old Bodhi, and Qi Xiu raised his chin:

"This person is the eye of the ancient killing formation above your head. If you dare to touch it, the formation will strangle you immediately."

"Then you didn't tell me earlier." After being threatened by Qi Xiu and shrinking his hand, Old Man Bodhi blew his beard angrily.

"How did I know that you are still so impulsive at such an old age."

Turning away and no longer talking to Old Man Bodhi, Qi Xiu looked at this Yubi space. In the small hole, a square niche was dug out, but there was at most some ashes inside, and nothing valuable could be found at all. s things.

Maybe it was originally there, but it has just been washed away by tens of thousands of years. No matter how good it is, it cannot withstand such wear and tear and has long since turned into ashes.

After lightly stepping on the ground under their feet, Qi Xiu rolled up his sleeves.

its not right.

There is no aura of the True Dragon Clan here. The Dragon Clan’s relic should not be here. Have you gone the wrong way?
Just as Qi Xiu was thinking about the abnormality, the entire underground cave suddenly began to tremble violently.

Qi Xiu was stunned for a moment, but the next moment he felt as if he was being locked by the eyes of an ancient killing god. The aura of killing was surging in. His whole body felt like he had fallen into an ice cave, and his blood seemed to be flowing backwards.

"you……"

Turning around in surprise, he saw that he was holding a large handful of small ginseng fruits with black and yellow sacred soil. Qi Xiu rolled his eyes uncontrollably, and shouted at Old Man Bodhi with an angry expression:

"Can you take good care of the naughty kid!"

"You baby, how dare you touch anything!" Knowing that he was in the wrong, even though he was scolded by Qi Xiu, Old Man Bodhi didn't say a word in reply and hurriedly asked the little ginseng fruit to put down the black and yellow sacred soil on his hand.

The matter has reached this point, no matter how much we pursue it, it will not help.

boom--

While they were talking, a deafening loud sound suddenly came from the void above the three people, and they saw endless gray-black killing light pouring down.

Boom!

It was as if a world of killing had opened up, with gray and black divine light filling the void, killing everything in its path.

Haotian Mirror!
With a move of his hand, the Haotian Mirror hidden behind the head of the little ginseng fruit returned to Qi Xiu's hand. The powerful Tao Yuan was injected into it, and the glass mirror with countless cloud patterns and Tao Yun was suddenly enlarged.

Boom boom boom!
The void exploded, everything was annihilated, and the pulse-like killing light surged, filling the world.

The resurrected ancient formation descended directly, involving one person and two spirits.

In an instant, the three of them were placed in a dark space filled with countless gravel and gravel.

hum-

The void trembled slightly, and a weather-beaten ancient killing array stood quietly. It had been sleeping for countless centuries, but it woke up at this moment, exuding a chilling aura of death.

Countless killing rays of light were born in the formation, like ancient stars from outside the territory, rolling down with endless evil aura.

Qi Xiu tried to reincarnate into the great formation of qi machine to get rid of the attack of this great formation, but now he was locked by these killing divine lights. Even if he re-incarnated into the great formation of qi machine, he still could not be exempted from the attack.

We can only find a way to break the formation.

His eyes turned cold, and the huge and majestic Dao Lord Hunyuan appeared behind Qi Xiu.

This killing formation is a formation from the Middle Ages.

Tens of thousands of years apart, the formation systems of the two eras are completely different. It is very unlikely to break through the formation by cleverness.

The current method is to resist the attack of the large formation and forcefully break the formation.

In the blink of an eye, those ancient stars transformed into killing gods have arrived in front of them. The black light is billowing and spinning endlessly, carrying the terrifying power of destroying the world and falling hard.

Haotian Mirror!
Riding the Haotian Mirror to resist the impact of the big star, Qi Xiu's figure continued to retreat, his expression becoming more solemn.

Although the Haotian Mirror can completely withstand these star-killing bombardments, it cannot block all the power.

Just the slightest amount of force passed through him shook his flesh and blood to pieces.

If he hadn't cultivated the Hunyuan Ten Thousand Dharma Immortal Body, he might have been seriously injured by the shock.

This shows how terrifying the power of this formation is.

"You resist these big stars, I'll find a way out!"

With a look on his face, he thrust the Haotian Mirror into Old Man Bodhi's hand, Qi Xiu picked up the small ginseng fruit and walked back.

"me you him?"

He didn't expect Qi Xiu to be so decisive. Old Man Bodhi, who hurriedly took the Haotian Mirror, opened his mouth. Just as he was about to speak, a killing star had already hit the Haotian Mirror heavily.

"Well!"

As if being struck by lightning, Old Man Bodhi's expression suddenly changed, his whole body shook as if it was electrified, and emerald-like green blood was already flowing out of the fine parts of his two palms.

Knowing that as long as he took a step back, he would be blasted to death by the killing star, Old Man Bodhi had no choice but to knock out his teeth and swallow it in his stomach, activate the Tao Yuan in his body, inject the Haotian Mirror into the Haotian Mirror to maintain defense, and at the same time shouted loudly:

"Come back quickly, I won't be able to hold on for long!"

However, at this moment, Qi Xiu didn't even listen to Old Man Bodhi's call. Instead, he quickly walked around the formation with a small ginseng fruit.

"I just lied to your grandpa. The center of this formation is not the physical body of Duke Wei, but the black and yellow divine soil under his body.

You have mastered the innate soil method, and you should be able to sense where the piece of divine soil is.

Quickly sense the location of the sacred land. Whether we can get out depends on you. "

With Qi Xiu lifting his neck, Little Ginseng Guo looked dissatisfied, pouted, and crossed his arms:

"You lied to my grandpa and you still want me to help you?"

"You naughty kid, you are the cause of the disaster. If you don't catch the sacred soil, how can you cause the killing array to revive.

It’s okay if you don’t help me. Anyway, I can definitely last longer in the battle than your grandfather and grandson. Believe it or not. "

After a few words to restrain the disobedient little ginseng fruit, while it was sensing the black and yellow sacred soil, Qi Xiu turned sideways in a vague way, with deep eyes, looking at the figure holding the Haotian Mirror who was resisting the bombardment of the killing stars. .

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(End of this chapter)