Destiny’s Catalogue

In the Western Wilderness, in the vast sea desert thousands of miles north of Yunliu City, the wind and sand stopped for a while. You can see that there are dozens of monks within a radius of hundreds of miles, divided into groups, watching each other vigilantly and inquiringly, they There are deep crypts dug behind, and temporary formations are arranged to avoid the cracks in the wind and sand.

"Could the three fellow daoists come here to search for the corpse of the heavenly devil?" The coquettish woman leading the group of monks suddenly asked the other three leading monks softly.

On the other side, the tall and strong dark-skinned male monk sneered: "Could it be that only your people from the Hongfenlou can come? There were many kinds of spirits, gold cores, and even Yinshen levels here more than a year ago. The appearance of the corpse of the demon is invaluable! How can you let Yan Yutong enjoy it exclusively."

Yan Yutong smiled beautifully: "So everyone already knows it, so I said why sometimes you can't even see a corpse. You dare to be picked up by some of you."

These monks belonged to the four small sects in nearby Yunliu City. The four leading ones were Yan Yutong, the owner of Hongfenlou, Tao Bantang, the owner of Tiejianmen, Zou Hong, the head of the Roushui Sect, and Li Tao, the head of the Huangsha School. Since more than a year ago, disciples under their respective sects successively discovered the corpses of various celestial demons around here, they often came here, and they did not expect to hit a piece today.

Li Tao, with withered hair and beard, said in a low voice: "Everyone is a cultivator of the soul stage, and the number and strength of the enlightened disciples under the sect is also different. It is better to draw down the scope and take one piece for each. Otherwise, conflict will easily hurt both sides and make others cheaper."

They are not as good as those big sect disciples who can go to the Void Universe to hunt down the demons, and even go. With their strength, how could it be possible to kill the golden core and Yinshen rank demon. Therefore, for this place where the corpses of the gods often appear, I will definitely not let go, and at the same time strictly guard the secrets and do not want to spread them.

As for why the demon fell here, they also had speculations. For example, after the demon tribe slaughtered, after the corpse fell on the guardian power of the gods palace, it was dead and there was no threat, so they went straight through. Falling to the ground, the corpse was burnt by the sun to a small extent. As well as being divided by space cracks and incomplete, it is clear evidence.

In short, they didn’t even think about being killed. Let’s not say how many Yin God Venerables would need to be joined by so many Yin God level demons. Even if so many Yin God Venerables were assembled, how could they lose these? Regardless of the spoils, even though most of it has been burned, it is divided into many small pieces. But it is also very valuable. It may be used in many magical instruments, secret treasures, and Taoism.

The other three hadn't answered yet. Suddenly, a fierce, sharp and powerful force enveloped the neighborhood, making all their thoughts stalled. I can only watch a white monk walk in from the wind and sand.

"Is there a corpse of a seven-gold jade owl near the Yinshen rank? This seat only takes this kind." The white-clothed monk converged his breath slightly and asked, but it was still difficult to conceal his loneliness and sharpness.

All monks only flashed the words "Golden Core Grandmaster" in their hearts. Although they don’t know how the other party knew the secrets of this place, Tao Bantang respectfully replied: "Return to seniors, in the past few months, here is The corpse of the heavenly devil has hardly appeared again. If the senior is in urgent need, the corpse of the seven-gold jade owl of the Yinshen rank, the junior has some here." After speaking, he took out a fist-sized piece of blood that looked like green bronze.

The white-clothed monk was happy at first, and then slightly disappointed: “It’s a lot less, I’m afraid it’s not enough to repair this flying sword.” It seems that he is a natal flying sword damaged, and he needs to use the Seven-Gold Jade Owl with the secret technique to speed it up. Restored sword repair.

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Outside the Nine Layers of Gang Qi, in the void universe, at this time, dense and infinite heaven demons appeared, covering the sky and the sun, vast and mighty, flying towards the hollow.

At the forefront, there are three demon heads that are not inferior to the size of ordinary stars. One is a toad that looks disgusting and terrifying with colorful bumps all over the body. The other has a torso and limbs like humans, but there is no head. The whole body is covered with huge white spurs. The heavenly demon exuding endless aura of death is a unicorn dragon with a black and deep aura entwined all over the body, full of decay and decay.

They are the helpers he invited to the nearby Void Universe, the demon Jinnaruo, the leader of the colorful demon clam, the leader of the bone thorn demon Yuan Jia, and the one-horned demon dragon king Mo Xuan, all of the ranks of the One Tribulation Yang God. Heavenly Demon, and Jinnaruo walked side by side with them, his figure as illusory.

Behind the leaders of the four great demons, there are tens or even hundreds of thousands of tribes, which add up to a million heads, and the most conspicuous one is the hundreds of thousands of colorful magic clams. The huge one is inferior to Miró. The king's two primordial spirit series colorful magic clams, the colorful rays of light on them complement each other, and they are especially beautiful.

In front of the White Bone Spur Demon and the One Horned Demon Dragon tribe, each of them had only one primordial **** level demon, which seemed a bit lonely.

It didn't take long for the army of heavenly demons to reach the void universe near the hollow.

"Kinnaruo, where are you talking about?" The Bone Spur Demon Yuan Jia has no head, face and no mouth, but when it speaks, it is loud and loud. At this time, in its voice, bring it with you There was a trace of heat, the heat of killing, destruction, and death, and the strange harmony of the cold death breath on his body.

Kinnaruo, who was incarnate as a delicate young monk, looked at the place Yuan Jia was pointing to-the hundreds of miles of hollowness exposed outside the white qi, and also brought anxious and slaughter ** and said: "Yes! The three leaders are all. I have seen it, but there is a very powerful primordial soul there. Only by killing him can we invade the great world and turn it into our killing paradise!"

King Mila of the Colorful Demon Clam said loudly: "It's just the real soul, watch me torture him to death, and absorb the breath of despair and regret! When I think of other killings, I am hungry and thirsty, and my whole body is shaking with excitement, you If I don’t, I’ll do it myself!"

Mo Xuan, the one-horned demon dragon king, showed off the black dragon body that was tens of thousands li long. He actually ignored it and flew into the void. Upon seeing this, King Yuan Jia and King Milo left their subordinates and immediately followed. The millions of heavenly demons behind, led by the four-headed souls of several heavenly demons, rushed into the hollow, and only Jinnaruo smiled and followed after waiting for a breath.

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This group of heavenly demons came vigorously without any concealment, so Shi Xuan had already discovered their attack when the One-horned Demon Dragon King flew over.

This made Shi Xuan's heart flashes of scorching heat. He was here to hone his swordsmanship. Before, the demons below the primordial soul could be destroyed by waving their hands, and they did not have the effect of hone at all. Now there are three heads and one tribulation sun **** level. Heavenly demon, the four-headed primordial god-level heavenly demon, and among them there is one who has turned into a self-defeating heavenly demon, plus those millions of tribes, it is not only a strong pressure, but also an excellent opportunity.

Although the demon of the same rank has neither the magic weapon of life, nor the various immortal arts, secret treasures, and seal methods, and their strength is much inferior to that of real people, they are not afraid of death, they are crazy for killing, and they carry destruction and killing. , Death, decay and other auras, but they made up for strength very close.

For Shi Xuan, the best choice should have been to ask for help immediately, but among the three flying swords hanging in a cloud of golden light and purple behind Shi Xuan, the Sixiang Shishishijian buzzed and then turned into a four-color sword. The light rushed upwards, and the void of thousands of miles changed from deep to dark, and then countless stars glowed brightly in the darkness, sprinkled a little bit of star dust, and reflected the darkness so beautifully.

After the one-horned demon dragon King Mo Xuan broke into the starry sky, he felt that the starry sky was exactly the same in the front, back, left, and right. It was difficult to distinguish the direction and the way. The hollow that attracted it was nowhere to be found. The King Mila, Yuan Jia, All the millions of demons were gone.

Then the starlight below was like a white rainbow shining through the sun, swiftly hitting it, the starlight in the left hand turned into a huge white tiger, heads up and screamed, shaking the mind, and the starlight in the right hand changed the gray wolf. His mouth opened wide, and it issued a huge suction, disrupting Mo Xuan's behavior. In the front is the same huge blue dragon, coming out with its teeth and dancing claws, and behind it is the wings spread out, and the purple-blue flames melt the Suzaku that distorts the surrounding space.

There were more than one Baihong, Giant Tiger, Canglang, Azure Dragon, and Vermilion Bird, each of which had hundreds of them, and they all attacked Mo Xuan vigorously.

Only in the starlight above, a solitary star sword light slashed on top of Mo Xuan's head, with a sword intent of decisiveness and cutting everything, and tracing Xuan'ao difficult to avoid trajectory. No matter how Mo Xuan dodges, the sword light seemed to aim. Lost his head.

Mo Xuan is unavoidable, unavoidable, fierce and murderous in his heart, the mouth of the huge dragon is up, black flames, with the meaning of corroding and decaying everything, sprayed on the stars and sword light, all the way , The surrounding space is all decayed and dilapidated, as if it has reached the end of fate, it is the talented magical magic "decayed black flame" of the one-horned dragon family.

At the same time, the whole body was black, and the dragon scales on his body swelled up, showing black patterns like talisman characters. These black patterns shone with gloom and mixed with the black air, preparing to block the attacks of the white rainbow and the red bird. It is the "destroyed dark text" corresponding to the Kaitianyang text, that is, the word "Mie" on the Five Elements Destroying Immortal Sword and the Four Elephant Destroying World Sword belongs to.

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After Mo Xuan, King Mila, Yuan Jia, and the other three heavenly demons of the Primordial God series found themselves in a lonely and boundless space with no other people, except for stars and starlight.

Only the million heads of celestial demons are gathered under one starry sky, but countless stars are constantly falling like sword lights, causing the entire starry sky to burst with infinite rays of light, making these celestial demons unable to fight back. Head ground fell one after another.

Jinnaruo was well prepared for this star sword formation, and as soon as he entered, he turned into a phantom of chaotic colors. The phantom became bigger and bigger, like a huge book, with words of Taoism appearing on it, evolving from the heavens and the world. , All roads are mysterious, there are yin and yang changes, life and death impermanence, and the circulation of the five elements. It seems that the three thousand avenues contain all of them.

In this situation, any monk with aspirations will indulge in it and find it difficult to extricate himself.