All Heavens, Space and Ten Thousand Realms

Chapter 338 The Death of the Zuwu
If the Yaozu wins this battle, they will rule the world.

At that time, Dijun will be sanctified by this, and Taiyi will be sanctified by this, and the strength of the Da Luo Jinxian of many demon clans will also go further.

The monster clan rules the world and educates all living beings.

If you lose, you will be slaughtered.

All the big Luo Jinxians of the monster clan were extremely united at this moment, and no one backed down, even Kunpeng who had just been injured.

kill!

kill!

kill!

The soaring evil spirit and catastrophe spread across the prehistoric continent in an instant.

Countless people with great supernatural powers felt their minds shake and trembled. How could a person with great supernatural powers be able to resist such momentum and strength.

Whether it's the monster clan or the witch clan, the background is not comparable to one or two people with great supernatural powers.

Not even Ming Yang.

What's more, this is in the midst of a catastrophe.

As a person who should be calamity, although he is very dangerous, he has shocking luck. As long as the catastrophe is not over, if outsiders intervene, they will probably be ashamed in the catastrophe.

Seeing the battle between the Liches, all the people with great supernatural powers watched from the sidelines, not daring to intervene.

Even saints are like this.

In the heavenly court, the Zhoutian star formation was quickly completed, and the sky filled with starlight fell down, covering most of the prehistoric continent in an instant.

The infinite starlight spread, and the strength of the Yaozu reached its peak at this moment.

East China Sea.

Abbot Xianshan.

Sitting alone in the fairy mountain, Ming Yang looked at the starlight all over the sky, and felt a sense of dread in his heart:
"This Zhoutian star array, with all its strength, really has the power of a saint, but it's a pity that it is still far behind a real saint."

"However, it is booming and declining, and this Lich's calamity is almost over."

Ming Yang frowned slightly, thinking of something, his body instantly merged into the void, the void oscillated, and the next moment, Ming Yang's body appeared a million kilometers away.

This is the method of space Taoism of Patriarch Qiankun, but Mingyang uses it differently.

Space Taoism is extremely rare.

Even saints just use the laws of heaven to induce the laws of space, while Ming Yang is simple and rude, directly crushing them.

It is so domineering to become victorious in the flesh.

A million kilometers away from Tanggu.

When Ming Yang landed here, he saw the corpses of nine Golden Crows. Although most of the nine Golden Crows were melted away by the divine arrow, the remaining corpses still contained the blood essence of the nine Golden Crows, which contained the good fortune of heaven and earth. .

call!
With a wave of Ming Yang's hand, the bodies of the nine Golden Crows were put away.

Then Ming Yang's body disappeared.

After a long time.

A ray of light appeared here, but after Zhunti appeared in the ray of light, the bodies of the nine golden crows were not found.

"No, who the hell took away the Golden Crow's blood essence!"

A look of disbelief appeared on Zhunti's face.

This Golden Crow blood essence is something of the most rigid and yang, and this blood essence is created by Emperor Jun and Xi and Yin and Yang. It contains the ultimate principle of Yin and Yang, and it is magical. endlessly.

With this treasure, the Western religion should produce another Buddha.

This is the great power of beheading two corpses.

But now, there is no other way.

Zhunti's Immortal Primordial Spirit communicated with the void, but his face was very ugly. Now that the catastrophe is at its peak, even a saint can't get any information from the laws of heaven. Zhunti can't figure out where the Golden Crow's blood essence went. come out.

Abbot Xianshan.

After Ming Yang got the Golden Crow's corpse, he refined it slowly.

Needless to say, these nine drops of Golden Crow blood essence are rare treasures.

Seeing this blood essence, Ming Yang sighed slightly:
"Ten golden crows, born from yin and yang innately. They are very strong and yang, and yin and yang are compatible. They are born with great good fortune. If they are successful cultivators, I am afraid that it will not be a big problem to directly become quasi-sages with the help of this blood. What a pity. Pity!"

Di Jun is the innate sun, and Xi He is the innate yin.

The ten little golden crows created by yin and yang have even more unpredictable potential.

It's a pity that good fortune tricked people, and all of them died.

Under the catastrophe, it will eventually be ashes.

Ming Yang thought about this Golden Crow's blood essence, and directly refined a drop of it into his body.

This method of body sanctification obtained from the mysterious inheritance needs to refine foreign objects to complement itself.

Ming Yang has already refined the innate five elements, the origin of yin and yang, and other treasures are useless to refine, so they are rarely refined.

But this Golden Crow blood essence is different. Compared with the innate essence, although it is slightly inferior, in terms of mystery, it is even better.

After refining the Golden Crow's blood essence, Ming Yang did not stop.

Bodhi wood, Kunpeng's essence and blood, and Ming Yang have all been partially refined.

The bodhi wood is the innate spiritual root, and Kunpeng's blood essence also contains the good fortune of heaven and earth, and there are infinite mysteries in it. Kunpeng uses this to become a quasi-sage, and Mingyang refines these two things. Wen just appeared and merged into the physical body.

Ming Yang carefully observes the mysteries of these Dao runes.

"Other treasures... Buzhou Mountain was transformed by Pangu's backbone, and it can also be refined. If you have the opportunity, you shouldn't miss it. It's just that the opportunity to refine it is very rare."

Ming Yang was thinking in his heart.

At Ming Yang's level, his strength is already terrifying.

Even if it is to refine many treasures and integrate them into one's body, it is difficult to make rapid progress, and every step of progress is very difficult.

Even more difficult is how to do this quietly.

If it is normal, CCTV would not dare to refine it.

Whether it is Kunpeng's blood essence, Jinwu's blood essence, or Bodhi wood, they are all other people's property. Once Mingyang refines them, other people will be able to get the induction, and endless troubles will arise at that time, so Mingyang can only take advantage of the catastrophe. Refining in its prime.

At this time, the catastrophe is endless, and it is difficult for even a saint to get feedback from the laws of heaven.

……

The Zhoutian star formation is opened.

Countless monster races bathed in the light of the stars in the Zhoutian star formation, and their strength increased greatly. Hundreds of millions of monster races surged out and swept down.

This scene shocked countless people with great supernatural powers.

Even quasi-sages would be crushed under the impact.

Countless monsters killed the Wu tribes, and the human tribes became unfortunate incidentals. Many tribes that gathered with the Wu tribes were killed and directly uprooted, and all the Wu tribes were slaughtered. empty.

And at this time, in the Ancestral Witch Hall, twelve Ancestral Witches were awakened by the soaring evil spirit.

shhhhhh!
When twelve ancestral witches clashed with the ancestral witch hall, they saw countless monsters rushing towards them. Most of the millions of witches had been slaughtered over the past countless years.

"What a demon clan, how dare you do this."

Zu Wu Zhurong had the worst temper and immediately cursed out.

Zu Wuzhu Jiuyin's expression turned pale, and he said directly:

"The Zhoutian Xingchen formation is even more powerful than last time. Everyone is about to condense the real body of the father god and break this witch clan formation."

"it is good!"

The twelve ancestral witches changed instantly.

The body of each ancestral witch is expanding, becoming bigger, and turning into a giant of hundreds or thousands of feet, and an ancient and powerful aura spreads rapidly from each giant, and the aura of the twelve ancestral witches converges. together.

Above the Ancestral Witch Hall, a gigantic phantom appeared.

This time, Xu Ying held an incomparably illusory axe, making him even more majestic.

(End of this chapter)