Hong Huang: I, the general, the true ancestor of zombies!

Chapter 33 Zifu Zhouli, zombie family to worship?

Accompanied by a snap of the general's fingers.

Endless aura overflowed.

Countless brilliance looms down.

At the same time, the spiritual essence above the innate gourd vine suddenly increased.

Like a daigo empowerment, all the essence is poured into the seven gourds of red, gold, yellow, green, blue, blue and purple.

In an instant, the air was clear.

The aftermath of the war completely dispersed.

Instead, there is a spectacular scene of refreshing and heavenly show.

Buzhou Mountain is shrouded in this clear breath.

"Good baby!"

The general felt the terrifying energy coming from among the seven gourds, and couldn't help but sigh.

These seven gourds are the essence of heaven and earth, and contain the spiritual essence of Buzhou Mountain.

It is the embryo of the ultimate innate spirit treasure.

It only takes a little sacrifice to be invincible.

"In memory, these seven treasure gourds were trained into magic weapons, and their respective effects were different."

"When I return to the sea of blood, irrigate with the origin of the sea of blood, and bless the rune of the bronze coffin avenue."

"I don't know if I can cross that last barrier."

The generals even had some expectations in their hearts.

I came here for this baby.

Seven gourds are good though.

But this innate gourd vine is also extraordinary.

It has the great effect of creating living beings.

It can also be refined into a spirit treasure.

This harvest is not a big deal!

Seeing this, the four corpse kings stepped forward one after another and said loudly: "Congratulations to the true ancestor Debao!" "

The general nodded slightly and said, "This is the matter, return to the sea of blood." "

The four corpse kings nodded one after another, stopped talking nonsense, and went straight to the sea of blood.

The generals saw that the great thing had been accomplished, and staying in Buzhou Mountain was just a waste of time.

Might as well go to the sea of blood.

It only takes a few more days, and the entire Blood Sea Origin will be refined by him.

The general didn't think much about it, opened his hand, tore through the void, and went straight to the sea of blood.

10,000 years go by.

After the battle of Buzhou Mountain, countless powerful people in the flood and wilderness strengthened their hearts.

And completely digested the words of the saint, comprehended the magic method of beheading three corpses, and broke into the quasi-saint.

Penglai Immortal Island.

A clear breath rushed into the sky, and the surging breath coerced the four seas.

The unparalleled mana is surging, covering it for nine days.

Great authority, all manifested and embodied.

The purple-haired Prince of the East nodded in satisfaction.

For ten thousand years, he has continued to polish his realm.

Finally, since the Great Luo Golden Immortal broke into the ranks of quasi-saints.

Completely enter the realm of transcendent sanctification.

"The quasi-saint realm is truly mysterious."

"Just beheading a corpse has made my cultivation advance by leaps and bounds, and the level of mana is incomparable."

The Prince of the East spoke loudly, extremely satisfied, and experienced the mystery of this realm.

"It's a pity that this kind of cultivation has not been manifested in the battle of Buzhou Mountain."

The eyes of the Eastern Prince showed a look of pity.

Since the last time Buzhou Mountain was defeated by the generals.

He grasped the words of the saints and pursued the avenue.

After the pain, he broke through in one fell swoop.

After the quasi-saint, he realized that this realm was stronger than Da Luo, how could it be a star and a half?

It is simply a gully between heaven and earth.

A vast aura surged and gradually manifested beside the Eastern Prince.

"You broke through too?"

Prince Dong's face was slightly surprised.

The figure of the Queen Mother of the West manifested and opened.

A cold voice sounded: "The same saint hand-picked treasure, you can break through, why can't I?" "

Hearing this, the Prince of the East shook his head slightly.

For ten thousand years, he did not spend all of his time in retreat.

It also began to encircle the power of the Flood Wilderness and form a force for Zifuzhou.

The first batch was naturally the three thousand guests who were invited to the Zixiao Palace to listen to the sermon.

But among them, there are inevitably proud people.

What they are looking for is the true road, and they look forward to honoring their ancestors in the future.

Most of them rebuffed the Eastern Maharajah.

However, it is inevitable that some opportunistic people will move closer to the prince of the east and choose to defect.

Some scattered cultivators also came to admire it.

The Prince of the East established Zifuzhou as the orthodox rule of the flood wilderness.

For a time, the prestige was incomparable.

Now, with the breakthrough of the quasi-saint, his ambition has also become more and more expanded.

"The great authority is added, the quasi-saint realm, and it is even more handpicked by the saint."

"In the midst of the flood, I am no longer invincible."

"But there's a big pity."

He is full of spirit, with his hands behind his back, and his demeanor is outstanding.

Queen Mother of the West looked at him coldly and spoke, "Isn't it that Blood Sea General?" "

Prince Dong's eyes lit up, and a trace of hatred surged in his heart.

"Zifuzhou is handpicked by saints, and all races should worship themselves."

"And now I have broken into the quasi-saint, and all races should come to celebrate."

The Prince of the East smiled slightly.

With that, he sketched a few strokes in the void.

A Dharma is condensed.

As the power of authority emerged, the decree of the law fluttered away, towards the sea of blood.

This law gradually dispersed and moved in the direction of ten thousand races.

Queen Mother of the West shook her head slightly, and said in an indifferent tone: "Why provoke that evil demon again?" "

The Eastern Prince snorted coldly and did not respond to the Western Queen Mother.

With his hands behind his back, the surging mana rolled like the waves of the Yangtze River.

Eyes, staring closely at the sea of blood with grudges!

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