Mysterious blood boils

"Boom!" Xuanyuanpeng's big hand, like lightning, like thunder, suddenly pressed on the cover of a fairy cultivator whose back was facing him.

"Sa!" Another piece of thin human skin was casually thrown away by Xuanyuan Peng, his figure was as swift as the wind, and he left the small maze within the formation in a blink of an eye...

"Boom! Boom! Boom!..." Xuanyuan Peng was like a devouring meat grinder, haunting the small labyrinth spaces of the Nine Palaces Demon Slaying Formation like a ghost. With his terrifying and powerful skills now, one or two immortal cultivators could not stop his domineering devouring at all. Almost in a flash, he devoured the trapped immortal cultivators who were still fierce and fierce just now, leaving only one Zhang's thin human skin...

While he was viciously devouring a monk, all the immortals in the hell in his body were also viciously joining forces to injure him wave after wave. Fortunately, he had the heaven-replenishing liquid and the indestructible healing supernatural power. Every time the god's body is shattered, it can be repaired and healed extremely quickly, so as to pounce on the next prey trapped in the formation.

In order to reduce the pressure on the space of the Necromancer in his body, every time he swallowed one person, he would throw out one person, and if he swallowed two people at a time, he would throw out two people... The internal damage caused by the combined shock waves in his body to his divine body was constantly decreasing.

Devour ten people, devour twenty people, thirty, forty, fifty...

Xuanyuanpeng is like a death harvester, constantly using thunderous momentum to swallow up the monks trapped in the formation, leaving only a piece of human skin...

When he swallowed a hundred of them, his gluttonous gluttony devoured the space, and could no longer hold more majestic gods, so they had to be refined and absorbed. However, there were still two hundred monks in the various labyrinths in the formation and in his body. Nether space.If he wants to close his eyes and meditate, it will be a time bomb that explodes at any time, and it is impossible to give him time to slowly refine.

"Give me back into the frying pan hell!" Xuanyuanpeng waved his hand.A violent suction current swept across the monks who were scattered in various labyrinths in the formation, and was once again drawn into the space of the frying pan hell. [

"Eighteen hells, the world of reincarnation!" Xuanyuanpeng roared, and separated the underworld artifact from the lower part of the holy stele with his palm, suspended in front of him, and was shaken violently. The general rotation overlaps.In an instant, two hundred immortal cultivators who were trapped in the frying pan hell were drawn into other hell spaces in batches. As a result, the momentum of their cooperation declined sharply...

And the space of the eighteen hells, following the law of reincarnation, rotates like a kaleidoscope, and it also makes the immortals trapped in the eighteen hells.Each was tormented and attacked by the original law of hell torture to varying degrees, and each of them suffered unspeakably. For the time being, they could only desperately attack each other's torture law, and they could not form a united force.

"Accelerate the ancient formation. Open it, outside for 1 minute, inside for tens of thousands of years!" Xuanyuan Peng brazenly set the acceleration cycle.Adjusting to a terrifying acceleration state, this is a race against time, if you are not careful.If the two hundred monks in the eighteen hells calmed down after withstood the attack of the law of torture, and once again teamed up to bombard the ghost weapon from different angles, the ghost weapon would not have his own blessing to resist the power, I am afraid it will take a long time , There is a great danger of being breached again.

Xuanyuanpeng had to refine and absorb the original gods of the hundred monks in the fastest time. It would take a long time for each one to be absorbed without any trouble. Therefore, it could only be accelerated to a terrifying speed. Trade time for time to shorten his refining process.

"Boom!" Xuanyuanpeng threw the ghost weapon into the Nine Palaces Demon Slaying Formation, and entered the ancient accelerated formation in one step, entering the meditation process of refining and absorbing.

In the eyes of each formation in the ancient acceleration formation, there are piles of time snakeskin and time spar piled up like a mountain, as well as the chaotic elixir flowing like a long river, burning violently and consuming at a terrifying speed. , the acceleration period in the formation is 1 million years.

Xuanyuanpeng opened his eyes and stared, and saw that the time in the formation had long been blurred into a wave of light, he couldn't see clearly, he couldn't even see his legs sitting cross-legged, time accelerated and reached an unprecedented state , every second, a terrifying amount of years passed before his eyes...

Being in such a state of acceleration, Xuanyuanpeng suddenly felt a kind of sigh that refers to the age of a beauty, the outside world has passed away in a second, and it has been counted 10 years in the formation!

Half an hour passed in a flash, and with a bang, the billowing pill fire of the ancient formation, the fire of time and material, was extinguished suddenly, and Xuanyuan Peng stepped out...

"Crackling!" Seven-color Holy Lord and other nine believers, their divine bodies, when Xuanyuan Peng stepped forward, were shocked by his majestic original wave, and there were several fine cracks like spider webs, and they panicked. They hurriedly swallowed the healing elixir, used healing supernatural powers, and repaired the cracked injuries.Everyone was terrified: Master, this is too powerful, isn't it enough to shake our divine body with just a wave of breath?

But when they think about it, this is also normal. How many gods of the sixth and seventh ranks have the master swallowed?They didn't know before, there were at least nine of them, and the previous seven, plus this time a full hundred, they simply doubted whether the master's divine body would be alive any minute at any time Exploding?Swallowing this is too much, this is too fierce!

"Very good, in the world of reincarnation of the underworld, there are 100 immortal cultivators of various races, and they haven't broken the shackles of the magic weapon, so let me get [-] of them first!"

Xuanyuanpeng stepped into the Nine Palaces Demon Slaying Formation, and when he saw that the Necromancer was safe and sound, it was only from time to time that a fierce and violent divine gang erupted locally, shaking out one after another palm prints, shaking the surface of the Necromancer like ripples. Circle ripples, some powerful ones, combined with dozens of palm prints, can even hit the wall of the underworld weapon several meters away, but unfortunately, it is still within the range of the underworld weapon, and it is impossible to blast his hell burial objects.

Peng! ... A hundred immortal cultivators who were trapped in the underworld were shocked out by his palm, and he threw them into different maze directions in a mess...

"Ang!" Xuanyuanpeng's other devouring big hand slammed towards the figures falling all over the sky, and before they fell, he swallowed the entire five immortal cultivators into shriveled and collapsed thin human skins , scared the other witnesses to scream in horror, he could swallow five sixth-level or seventh-level immortal cultivators into five human skins at the same time with a random palm, is this too scary? [

In one-on-one, who is his opponent?Not to mention whether he can withstand the power of his punch, I am afraid that if he points it out, he can instantly shatter a sixth-order peak master!

"This time, it's your turn to wait!" Xuanyuanpeng stepped into the eyes of a maze formation like a wolf and a tiger, and waved his big hand. The four monks of the beast clan howled in despair, struggling to the point of death, but It's useless, it's useless at all under his violent and unimaginable devouring force...

Sa!The five human skins were casually thrown down by Xuanyuanpeng...

Peng!Turning around, Xuanyuanpeng stepped into another labyrinth of eye formations. In front of him were three Xianxiu from the Sea Clan who trembled as soon as they saw him appear, and whose complexion changed horribly...

"Tianzun, Tianzun, Xuanyuan Tianzun, please forgive me, we dare not search for you anymore, please let us live?" One of the Pinghai Shark Saints was so frightened that he almost pissed and excreted, and there was no such thing as before. Xuanyuanpeng was as arrogant as a tortoise with a shrunken head and didn't show up. At this moment, he felt the approach of death.

"Tianzun? Am I not a little devil? Since when did you consider him a Tianzun? It's ridiculous, ridiculous..." Xuanyuan Peng sneered again and again, and swallowed it with his big hand!

"Wow!" The miserable near-death screams exploded suddenly, before the screams disappeared, three human skins fell from the sky, and Xuanyuan Peng's figure disappeared in a blink of an eye.

"Ah, Xuanyuan Peng is here, he is here..."

"Heavenly Lord, please forgive me, Heavenly Lord, please forgive me..."

"No, no, please take pity on me, I am not easy to cultivate, please forgive me..."

"Help, help..."

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah……"

"Immortal Emperor, I...wow!..."

Where Xuanyuan Peng haunted, there was a series of exclamations, pleadings, and screams... No one can escape death from his hands, whether it is the sixth-level peak or the seventh-level lord, one face to face, one breath The flow, like a sharp knife cutting through the mess, swallowed them like a watermelon with a sharp blade, leaving only a thin piece of human skin, slowly falling to the ground of the big formation...

At this moment, the roles of chasing and being hunted were reversed, and Xuanyuanpeng became a ferocious and terrifying pursuer, and the immortals who searched hard, wishing to find a trace of Xuanyuanpeng, found desperately that they had become the ones being hunted. The prey they were chasing down, Xuanyuan Peng, the prey they were chasing down, had unknowingly transformed into a chaotic heavenly beast in their chasing and killing. It was terrifying and frightening. His appearance meant death. Arrival, the appearance of the god of death...

Xuanyuanpeng devoured it all the way, just like a millstone crushing millet, quickly, cleanly, and neatly, a hundred immortal cultivators of various races who were thrown into the maze were all swallowed up by him and turned into a piece of paper. With dry and thin human skin, the colorful Holy Master and others who saw the miserable scene all had numb scalps, and secretly rejoiced that they had become believers who worshiped and believed in the master wholeheartedly, and no longer had to be threatened by such a tragic death .

"Colorful, Rose, Plum Blossom, you wait nine people, search for these more than 200 Qiankun bags for me, and focus on finding time-related materials for me..." Xuanyuan Peng shook his hands and threw the recently seized Qiankun bags to the Seven-colored Lord and other believers , and let them replace him to search for time-related materials that are useful to him, while he turned around and entered the ancient acceleration formation.

Another round of external 1 minute, the absorption cycle accelerated to tens of millions of years in the formation began, and in the reincarnation world of the underworld within the formation, only the last batch of hundreds of immortal cultivators were left, scattered and isolated in the eighteenth hell space In the process, while enduring the torture of the law of origin, relying on the hands of a small number of people from various hell spaces to smash his ghost weapon is already impossible, and he no longer has to worry about losing control of the situation .