Mysterious blood boils

In the face of such an irresistible and terrifying threat of catastrophe, ancient and modern people with great wisdom racked their brains, thinking about how to overcome the catastrophe and avoid disaster, and then seize the opportunity in the new cycle of life to serve Their own race seeks huge benefits for themselves.Maybe that's what Rage God thought. He sealed his body in the body of the bronze man, and buried it in a huge altar. After preparing to cross the catastrophe, someone will believe in him in the future and gradually wake him up. It can be seen that...

Otherwise, who can kill the Rage God who swept across a great era?There is no relevant record in the ancient books?It’s just that Rage God disappeared suddenly, and from then on in the long river of history, it’s as if this person disappeared completely, disappearing without a trace...

"Fate rules the way! Innate gossip disk, come out for me!" Xuanyuan Peng thought for a long time, and thought of a way, he waved his hand, and the phantom of the gossip disk condensed on top of his head, the phantom of the river of fate, with a bang , flowing in front of him, the flowing water of the Yangtze River, I don't know how many lives' destiny flows...

"Honghuang, Huangshen, I want to find the fate of Huangshen's death, the gossip plate, calculate it for me..." Xuanyuanpeng flicked the gossip plate with his hand, and countless runes appeared one after another, flickering sharply, performing , the long river of fate, in the deduction of the gossip disk, after a long, long, long time, a bleak ancient thread of fate suddenly shone with a red light...

"Om!" The phantom of the gossip plate flourished, and after a long time of deduction, I finally calculated the ray of light that symbolizes the fate of the Rage God, but the time is too long, and the fall of the Rage God is too far away, that ray of light.Ancient, insignificant, almost settled deep in the bottom of the long river of fate, I don't know the amazing calculation ability of the Eight Diagrams Disk, I really can't see its existence... Xuanxue Boiling 1187

On the thread of fate.Exuding the aura of the prehistoric, Xuanyuanpeng suddenly circulated the "Pangu Supremacy Dao", following the thread of fate, it continued to extend toward the end, he was looking for, looking for the track of the desolate god in the past...

"In the name of the Pangu God. Summon the Rage God to appear, summon the Rage God to appear!" Xuanyuanpeng suddenly burst out the spiritual energy of Pangu's unique Taoism, his spiritual fire was burning, and in his mind, there was the phantom of Pangu.With a swish, the eyes opened, as if Pan Gu had been revived...

A torrential spiritual cry followed the dim, nearly broken thread of fate, rolling and shouting, it was the voice of Pan Gu's unique Dao.Roaring, calling...

One after another, the long river of fate is shouted by that spirit, the shocking waves roll, and the phantom faces of hundreds of millions of lives appear, ups and downs, that is the long river of fate, the fate of countless lives in the universe, all in this Ups and downs in the long river.struggle……

"Rage God, appear for me!" Xuanyuanpeng's Pan Gu Dao sound, like a lion's roar, rolled out, and the root was dim.Suddenly, a scarlet ray of light appeared in the prehistoric aura of destiny...

A great phantom, rising slowly, he is nothingness, ethereal, just a hazy phantom, seems to be transparent, it is impossible to see what it looks like, but that life is exactly the same as when the corpse of the Rage God was sacrificed The breath, as if branded out of a mold, is exactly the same!

"Who is calling the dead soul?" A dull, sluggish divine voice suddenly rang out. It was the soul of the dead god who was awakened by the voice of Pan Gu, and suddenly spoke.

As soon as this sentence came out, Xuanyuan Peng was stunned in surprise. He was just planning to give it a try, using his cultivation of Pangu's unique way and fate's dominance way, plus the gossip plate, one of the god's soldiers, See if I can find the reason for the death of the Rage God, and get a more perfect way to drive the corpse of the Rage God, I didn't expect it to be really successful.

No wonder the Order of the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors claimed at that time that Pangu is the only Taoist and destiny is the master of Taoism, and he can compete with the God of Soul and Destiny in God's Domain.

"It's me, the life of the future generations, who accidentally obtained the ancient artifact. A bronze man possessed by you, found the corpse of the wild god that can motivate you, and came out to fight. Then I thought about how to revive you completely, so I used my secret Technique, communicate with your prehistoric soul, and ask about the secret technique of your resurrection..." Xuanyuanpeng replied hastily.

"Resurrection? Why do I want to be resurrected? I smell the rotten breath of the great shattering of the universe. A crisis of annihilation will erupt in the next tens of thousands of years. Why should I resurrect to meet the crisis of annihilation? , just to avoid the catastrophe, I can't be resurrected before the catastrophe erupts!" The dull voice of the Rage God slowly revealed the mystery of the Rage God's fall, and it really has something to do with the shattering of the universe.

This powerful prehistoric soul, in the long river of fate, even sensed a rotten aura of the great shattering of the universe, which is simply shocking.

Xuanyuanpeng was dumbfounded when he heard this. In order to be resurrected, many strong men who passed away racked their brains and exhausted their brains. If he wanted to revive him, he would rather his soul sleep and his body be sealed in a bronze statue, than to be resurrected.

Suddenly, there was a stabbing pain in his mind, and his eyes suddenly went dark. In an instant, the soul body of the Rage God, the river of fate, and the phantom of the gossip disk all disappeared without a trace, but it turned out that he was the one who urged Pangu to be the only respected Taoist. This spiritual mystical technique, going back to the prehistoric times, talking to the soul of the fallen Rage God, consumes too much mental energy, and consumes a huge amount every second. He can't bear it, and he has no more conversations with the Rage God, so he loses his energy. up.

"Although I haven't gained any more perfect control over the corpse of the Rage God, I finally know that the death of the Rage God was also to avoid the terrible catastrophe of the Great Fragmentation of the Universe!" Xuanyuan Peng murmured, closing his eyes slowly, Falling into meditation, he wants to restore the mental energy that was severely depleted...

With his attainment of Pangu's unique Taoism, coupled with the blessing and assistance of the two spiritual emperors, Longhetu and Guiluoshu, after a few months, the spiritual energy he consumed gradually recovered to its peak!

All of a sudden, the time-accelerating fairy formation suddenly stopped, the accelerated time stopped, and the normal time in the real heaven was restored. With a bang, more than 500 winning gods from all walks of life were all sent to the high platform of fighting. Three rounds of god son battle.After resting for an hour, he broke out again!

Xuanyuanpeng was refreshed, and was about to search for the whereabouts of other God Son Dugu or God Son Minglong through the mirror magic weapon, and the fighting space where he was.With a flash of waves, a god son in black robe with hooked nose and stern eyes teleported over with a smirk on his face: "Xuanyuanpeng, little devil, the god son of Dugu Realm. Dugu Feihong, come to challenge you, come here To end your "life", you can die under the hands of the Dugu Clan, this is your fate!"

Dugu Feihong's voice was harsh.Cruel and vicious, it aroused Xuanyuan Peng's anger at once. His scorching eyes flashed with great anger, and he stared at Dugu Feihong's figure with murderous intent!Mysterious Blood Boiling 1187

"Treason slave, you are quite courageous. This deity does not settle accounts with you, but instead you continue to challenge my majesty like crazy. Very well, since you are here, then don't leave, give me your life! "Xuanyuan Peng's face flashed fiercely, and he shouted murderously.

"Hmph, my Dugu family, when I followed the Supreme Demon Venerable and fought everywhere, how could there be your shadow? The Supreme Demon Venerable, overestimated his own strength, and tried to use his own power to fight against countless immortals, gods, demons and Buddhas. It is not the power of one world at all. The task that can be completed, the failure ten thousand years ago, is by no means accidental. Unexpectedly, after ten thousand years, you, Xuanyuan Peng, want to do it again. If you don’t succeed, what are you? How dare you try to repeat the path of the Demon Lord? I, the Dugu clan, will never allow you to make a second mistake, and I must kill your future catastrophe first..." Dugu Feihong said viciously Said, his eyes shot out a blue light like a hungry wolf...

"It's very pleasant to say, but it still can't change the fate of lackeys. It's just that ten thousand years ago, you, the Dugu clan, had the thighs of the Supreme Demon King as your backing. Ten thousand years later, you tried to use the thick legs of the immortal emperors as your backing , other than being lackeys and servants, you Dugu clan, it seems that you really have no other way out!" Xuanyuan Pengsen smiled coldly and taunted him fiercely.

"What's wrong with the running dog? Many times, the running dog lives longer and more happily than its master!" Dugu Feihong smiled ferociously, "The supreme demon, the super hero, the peerless hero, what will happen to him? My Dugu family, although It seems to be a low-level job, but we have lived happily until now, and we have created our own interface. The heroes of the past have long been ashes. Those of us who are servants live longer. I believe that I will kill you. The family life is more comfortable, there is no longer any threat, and with the huge resources left behind by the supreme demon, we can live better!" Dugu Feihong retorted coldly.

"Your doomsday is just around the corner. It's not far away. Good will be rewarded with good, and evil will be rewarded with evil. It's not that there will be no retribution, but the time has not yet come! Now, the time has come, and the retribution will come!" Xuanyuan Peng's face was cold. , Said cruelly.

"Shut up, son of remnants, today you bumped into me Dugu Feihong, doomed to perish, doomed to die! Hell prison, come out for me!" Woo, woo woo, the sound of heaven and earth crying and howling rang out horribly...

A bloody, dark, and terrifying prison suddenly emerged from his palm. It was a dark prison made of ancient god iron, with steel fences standing densely, and the blood and tears of gods and demons were scattered all over the place. , countless fine black and red chains, like the iron chains that bound gods and demons, clanging and rattling, and there were even all kinds of terrifying torture tools for gods and demons in the prison...

"This hell prison is a secret treasure left to you by the Supreme Demon Lord. It is as famous as the Spear of the Underworld God and the Scythe of the God of Death. Hehehe, now, it has long been sacrificed by my Dugu clan to become a heavy weapon of our clan. , as soon as the underworld comes out, all gods and demons will be shocked, Xuanyuan Peng, you will be completely suppressed by it, and tortured to death..." Dugu Feihong grinned grinningly, and in his sea of ​​origin, streams of king-level rivers of origin burst into flames. With a bang, the torrential energy of the immortal source stimulated the terrifying prison of the underworld...

"Shua la la, Shua la la..." The bloody black and red iron chains, stirring miserably, shot out from the prison, each of which had the ability to penetrate the void, The amazing power of smashing the interface...

"Peng!"... At the same time, the prison of Hell was shining brightly, and the steel fences were whistling and shooting, which turned out to be like pillars of heaven. Plunging into the ground, wrapping the entire combat space where Xuanyuanpeng is in the siege of the steel grid prison...

"Chi Chi Chi..." The black and red chains shot fiercely in all directions, trying to penetrate Xuanyuan Peng's blood and bones, hang him in the void and imprison him for questioning, torture and torture...

"The prison of Hell? Hehehe, hehehe..." Seeing the power of the Hell Prison, Xuanyuan Peng twitched the corner of his mouth fiercely, and a sneering smile appeared...

"Eighteen levels of hell, come out!" Xuanyuan Peng waved his arms, and behind his back, woo woo woo, woo woo woo... One after another, black hole-like portals of hell appeared one after another, a total of eighteen , like eighteen black hole-like space holes, suspended in the void behind him...

"Eighteen Hells, suppress all ghost weapons, Dugu Feihong, don't you know? Haha, hahaha..." In Xuanyuanpeng's body, there are [-] king-level source rivers burning, and every thousand king-level source rivers, Stimulating a portal of hell, the most powerful eruption, eighteen layers of hell, in an instant, like wolves and tigers, all burst out ferocious fangs...

"Hula la, puff chi chi..."

In the Tongue Pulling Hell, there are tongue-pulling pliers and scissors flying out like a torrential rain, and countless god scissors spew out!

In Iron Tree Hell, hundreds of millions of ferocious iron trees emerge, evil mirror hell, countless mirror surfaces emerge, and on each mirror surface, there are scenes of various crimes in the past, future and present, lifelike, and the evidence of the crime is conclusive!

Countless steamers fly out of the steamer hell, steaming with rolling water vapor, copper pillar hell, fly out one after another red-hot copper pillars, and burn sinners, knife mountain hell, springing up mountains of knives, which can smash people to pieces !

Countless icebergs fly out from the Iceberg Hell, freezing any soul. Countless oil pans fly out from the Oil Pan Hell, and the sinners will suffer from deep frying. Countless beast pits fly out from the Beast Pit Hell. It was full of bloody daggers!

The Meteorite Hell sprays meteorites billowing out of the sky, and the Nail Bone Hell flies out nails that are designed to nail the sinner's bone marrow!

Blood Pool Hell's countless bloody pools are like water prisons, soaking in them, corroding the soul, and cutting hell's countless flying knives can cut people into countless pieces!

The sea of ​​fire and hell is boundless sea of ​​fire, countless souls are tormented in the sea of ​​fire for life and death. The grinding discs in hell are grinding discs one after another, crushing flesh and bones, torturing souls, knives and knives everywhere. blood boiling 1187

The eighteen levels of hell are the supreme underworld artifacts refined by the Supreme Demon Venerable in the past. It is said that once the underworld artifact is released, the underworld will be honored and the underworld will be the emperor!Whoever dares to resist will suffer from 9 kinds of tortures in the [-] hells. Reincarnation is impossible, and death is even more impossible... (To be continued. If you like this work, welcome to the starting point qn) Vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation. Mobile phone users, please go to m.qn to read.) [-]