Hong Huang: I, the Nine Transformations Golden Pill, want to eat me!

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Xuan Qing observed this, and felt hot breath and poisonous gas coming from him.

Zhu Rong flew in, the flames intertwined, melting the dead energy and decay.

"Haha... Xuan Ming came earlier than me. That's right. You went to the Far North Glacier before, but you were close to here. But, sister Xuan Ming, leave this Nether skeleton to me. This bastard actually killed me. People of the tribe." Zhu Rong said, the flames spread, and he killed them.

What Zhu Rong said is good. This Netherworld Skeleton actually massacred a few witch clansmen before. Among them, the Wu clan involves the people of the Zhurong tribe.

Zhu Rong felt it and was annoyed. Now that the battle breaks out, the avenue of fire spreads, burning the heaven and earth, seeming to burn everything like death and reincarnation.

Xuan Ming ignored it and simply said: "He is very strong."

Saying this, Xuan Ming came out again, extremely indifferent. Zhu Rong punched out, followed by flames, but was knocked back.

Zhu Rong felt the charm of the Dao and laughed: "Haha... You are worthy of being a descendant of God the Father. Even if he turns into this form, he is still powerful enough. The posture of the Dao, fighting..."

Zhu Rong showed his posture, showed the avenue of fire, and stepped on the fire dragon to fight out.

The Netherworld Skeleton realized this, and his eyes flickered: "The Avenue of Fire? In this era, the descendants of God the Father are not bad at all."

Saying this, reincarnation follows, and the struggle continues.

However, the Shebi Corpse came later. Now the spreading ferocious death aura and poisonous aura are also sweeping in.

There is something slightly sinister about the Netherworld Skeleton. How come another descendant of Father God has arrived and is so powerful again.

But no matter what, if he wants to be resurrected, he must devour an ancestral witch in front of him.

For this reason, the war continued. But today's Nether Skeleton no longer has the same confidence as before.

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Xuan Ming and the others were fighting against Nether's skeleton. Xuan Qing was paying attention, but more of his thoughts were on waiting for the opportunity here.

The previous battle caused the burial soil to tumble. Many opportunities that were buried deep could not help but be exposed. Especially after the death of 90% of the monks before, the opportunities they were looking for have also remained.

Xuan Qing flicked his sleeves, stepped forward, and arrived at a place. Rolling up many yellow springs, there are many Naihe bridges. Regardless of whether it is genuine or not, it looks good to put away.

The same is true for the demon clan. Wherever they pass, they must be collected. It's useless, but it's not bad as a weapon refining material.

While Xuan Qing was searching like this, Zi Yun heard a voice: "Master... I feel a familiar aura, which seems to be fragments..."

"Fragments. Are there fragments of the Creation Jade Butterfly hidden in the burial soil?"

"With the power of the Nether Race, it has enslaved many races and created a race of death. It is normal to collect some fragments." Zi Yun asked in return.

"I know it's reasonable. However, after so many years, it still remains here. It's also mysterious." Xuan Qing didn't think much, followed the pull of Zi Yun, and flew towards one place.

Xuan Qing was extremely fast, following the lead, and broke into the place where the death aura spread.

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The death energy spreads here and is very strong. The ground was dusty and darker than the rest.

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In such a place, the spreading death energy and the intertwined Taoist rhyme seem to be able to cover up everything.

However, the aura of concealment that accompanied the previous battle seemed to have dissipated. A mysterious death energy and Taoist charm spread from here.

Xuan Qing followed the aura and felt the aura of the fragments. That familiar aura made Xuan Qing very clear that it was the fragment of the created jade butterfly.

Even if he grabs it, it will make this place roll. Black dust rolled, revealing the ruins buried deep inside.

In this ruins, there is a treasure that exudes black charm and is intertwined with endless death energy.

"Coffin!" Xuan Qing looked at this treasure with a hint of surprise in his eyes. There is no doubt that this object is a coffin.

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Speaking of which, there are countless treasures from the ancient times, including all kinds of weird and powerful weapons. But treasures such as coffins are very rare. According to rumors, there are three types of coffins between heaven and earth.

But there is no news about the three coffins so far. Who owns them?

Xuan Qing stared at the coffin in front of him and felt a little weird: "The coffin of the earth, a top-quality spiritual treasure that has been circulated for a long time but has never been found. This can be regarded as one of the three coffins of heaven, earth and man."

Xuan Qing was embarrassed by such a strange treasure.

Ziyun transmitted the message: "Master...the fragments are hidden in this coffin of the earth. Open it and you will have it."

Xuan Qing nodded and didn't think much about it, just grabbed it.

The Earth Coffin was unable to resist at all, so it was caught by Xuan Qing. After catching it, the coffin was closed, and a slight crack appeared. In that gap, a strong death aura spreads, even carrying a Taoist charm.

Xuan Qing lifted the coffin lid and looked at a palm-sized jade butterfly fragment. Among these fragments, there are black avenues intertwined and death aura spreading. It is obviously the avenue of death. Xuan Qing is also a rare fragment that contains the avenue of death.

However, the fragments floated around the coffin of the earth. Inside the coffin, a deep aura flowed, which made Xuan Qing feel familiar.

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Chapter 542

"A heart? No, a broken heart!" Xuan Qing looked inside the coffin. There were not only fragments, but also a piece of flesh and blood the size of a palm. This flesh and blood is intertwined with death and decay, and is even more faintly swallowing something.

Xuan Qing is too familiar with the aura exuded by this kind of flesh and blood. Xuan Qing clearly remembers the aura that Dao Xin exuded before. Previously, Xuan Qing thought about relying on Zhao Xin to see if he could create a zombie family.

After all, the birth of the zombie clan is related to the Zhu clan. Who would have thought that Daoxin would break through the shackles, swallow the origin of Taiyin, restore a little soul, and evolve into Gao. Then it leads to the Netherworld Skeleton, and finally self-destructs.

Gao Nao members made Xuan Qing think that it might be difficult to create a zombie genus in the future. Who knows, after going around and around, Xuan Qing found the jade butterfly fragment of creation, and even found such a heart fragment. seven seven seven

Such a small fragment, intertwined with the ancient atmosphere, seems to be definitely not the same as before. But even this is enough to make Xuan Qing excited. Maybe just such a heart can really give birth to a zombie family!

Xuan Qing didn't think much, just grabbed the fragment and took it away. Then he sealed the coffin and sealed the heart inside.

Immediately, he scanned with his spiritual mind and cast a spell to roll over the place, looking for treasures. Now Xuan Qing understands clearly that the burial soil can cover the breath and conceal the prying eyes. So the opportunities I looked for before were only a few. Real opportunities are hidden in the burial soil.

Xuan Qing rolled over the earth here, looking for opportunities. But after searching for a long time, I didn't find much. It seems that there are too few treasures hidden in it after all. Or maybe someone was looking for him.

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When Xuan Qing searches for opportunities and treasures.

The sky changes color, the candles are yin, and the lights... are also arriving one after another.

A total of six ancestral witches came here and stared at the ghostly skeleton, which made him horrified: "How is it possible? How can you be among the descendants of Father God? No..."

The words of the Netherworld Skeleton and the horrifying voice contain many messages and secrets.

Zhu Jiuyin was also puzzled and very curious: "Why, we are the descendants of Father God, can we fake it? Is it possible that there cannot be one race among the descendants of Father God? Speaking of which, aren't you, the Nether Clan, also descendants of Father God? Blood, blended into the yin energy of heaven and earth, creates a race?”

"Yes...the Nether Clan is the race formed by the blood of Father God, fused with the Yin Qi of heaven and earth. However, among the huge Nether Clan, I am the only clan leader who is known as the direct descendant of Father God.

You know, there are also hierarchies among the descendants of God the Father. Except for the direct descendants conceived by God the Father according to rumors. The highest level is direct descendants. To be known as a direct descendant of God the Father means that he is terrifying. They are all conceived from the core of Father God's physical body, the key point of his soul.

As the leader of the Netherworld Clan, my true body is a drop of divine blood from the Father God, intertwined with the pure yin energy of heaven and earth. Therefore, after birth, in terms of bloodline level, he is far superior to other descendants. Therefore, he is known as the direct descendant of God the Father.

Among the Nether Clan, I am the only direct descendant. Apart from this, direct descendants of Father God are extremely rare in the ancient world. And your clan now seems to have six direct descendants, which is simply impossible. "

The Nether Skeleton seems to be the leader of the clan and seems to know many secrets. It is revealed that among the descendants of Pangu, there are also hierarchies.

It seems like something is wrong with the Wu clan. There are so many direct descendants of this family.

Zhu Jiuyin thought for a while and then laughed: "So what? Maybe Father God is extremely partial to our clan?"

"Absolutely impossible. There are only a few direct descendants of Father God in each era. They are either casual cultivators or the patriarch of a race. It is rare for a race to have two direct descendants." Nether Skeleton retorted again, even more A kind of disbelief.

"Really? Why do you need to comment? However, I see you know a lot. I will take you back today and explore the past." Zhu Jiuyin shouted and rushed out immediately.

In an instant, Zhu Jiuyin and the others killed them. One by one, they showed fighting postures, and the Netherworld Skeletons were unable to do anything now.

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Along with the killing, the sound of laughter came from the Netherworld skeleton.

"Haha...I wonder why it is so strange. If you are the direct descendants of God Father, with your qualifications, you are definitely not of this level..." Nether Skeleton said, staring at them, and then laughed again: " You are all a group of premature babies, premature babies with congenital deficiencies. You are wasting the opportunity given to you by God the Father. You are not worthy of becoming the descendants of God the Father. In the era I live in, monks like you who insult the blood of God the Father, or the race .

The city was divided up by other races and became the nourishment for other descendants of Father God. Today, give up obediently and be refined by me. Let me grow up and let you know what is the power of a direct descendant of God the Father! "

Hearing this, Zhu Jiuyin was very calm but also very angry: "What happens to us has nothing to do with you. Today, you will definitely be subdued by us..."

Saying this, they fought over and showed fighting postures one by one, all of them were in the realm of Hunyuan.

Such a state of Hunyuan is beyond imagination. It is not comparable to the Hunyuan realm that Emperor Jun has reached by relying on secret techniques.

This scene also made Di Jun understand what Tongtian said before. Emotions rely on secret methods, and when they are promoted to the realm of Hunyuan, they will also gradually change with the changes in their background. Obviously, the Witch Clan has stronger foundation, relying on secret methods to ascend to the realm of Hunyuan, far surpassing other monks.

Therefore, the Wu clan relies on secret methods to enter the realm of Hunyuan. It can definitely compete with the real Hunyuan. But he is handsome, somewhat reluctant. This is the gap in qualifications, or the relationship of blood. The Golden Crow clan seems to have extremely high qualifications. But after all, they are not descendants of the Demon God, nor are they descendants of Pangu, so it is difficult to compare them to the Witch Clan.

At this moment, Di Jun's heart was constantly tumbling, as if he had thought of something.

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Not to mention what Di Jun thought of, now the Netherworld skeleton cannot escape.

The evolution of the avenue of reincarnation is difficult to contend with in the end, the avenue of time of Zhu Jiuyin. That time evolves into the era, and the condensed era killing can destroy everything.

The endless chill condensed by Xuan Ming froze the heavens, avenues, and years, causing this Netherworld skeleton to pause briefly.

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Chapter 543

In addition, Zhu Rong and the others also killed them, and with the great road following them, the Netherworld Skeletons could only be defeated.

Speaking of which, if it weren't for Zhu Jiuyin and the others, they would have captured Netherworld's bones alive. The battle is probably over long ago.

Soon, the Nether Skeleton was unable to compete and was bound by many avenues. Now, the Houtu that has arrived relies on the great road to evolve into a shrunken prehistoric one. The Netherworld bones are bound within it, making it difficult to struggle and resist.

Seeing such a scene, many powerful people understood clearly. The opportunity and chaos here are finally over.

In this battle, many powerful people gained a lot, which also verified the ancient times. In addition, we also know the Nether Clan, the Bendan Huangquan Clan...

But no matter what, the one who gained the most from this battle was the Witch Clan after all.

Now, Zhu Jiuyin and the others took away the bound Netherworld bones. No monk dared to stop them and could only watch them leave.

Di Jun stared, as if thinking about something in his deep eyes: "Demon Master... let's go!"

"It's time to go. The harvest this time is also huge, and it will be of great help to the development of the demon clan." Kunpeng Dao 23 also said, his eyes twinkling.

The demon tribe left, leaving many tribesmen behind to continue plundering the resources here.

The human race, the cloud race, also came here again. Competing for resources with the demon clan, a battle was staged again.

Of course, there are also many casual cultivators hanging around, looking for resources.

Xuan Qing put away the coffin of the earth and continued to search, but found nothing, so he returned to Tongtian.

Tongtian also gained a lot this time. Now he is holding the Qingping Sword and surrounding the Four Swords of Zhuxian: "Xuan Qing... How was the harvest from this trip?"

"Haha... Thanks to my uncle for bringing me here, I have gained a lot." Xuan Qing didn't hide anything, just said this.

Brushing his beard to the sky, his expression was slightly complicated: "Uncle Master also didn't expect that a small place of chance would involve so much. Ancient races from unknown eras have all emerged."

"Yes, who would have thought that this place of chance would involve so much." Xuan Qing was also filled with emotion.

Originally, I followed Tongtian to explore this land of opportunity, but I didn't expect to gain much. Who knew that this place of opportunity would involve too many unknowns and secrets. I have to say that this matter is too mysterious.

Tongtian restrained his sword energy: "The matter has come to this, and it's time for Uncle Master to leave. What are you going to do? Go to the Witch Clan and explore the Netherworld bones together? Or continue to travel?"

Xuan Qing looked at the burial soil here and the three clans fighting in the melee, and couldn't help but said: "Uncle Master, Hou Tu will tell me the news about the Netherworld skeleton. Right now, I plan to stay here for a while to see if there is any news. More gains!”

Tongtian stared at this place without thinking too much: "That's fine. If you want to stay here, just stay. Uncle Master is leaving first!"

"Congratulations, Uncle Master!" Xuan Qing saw that Tongtian was about to leave, so naturally he would not stop him.

Tongtian nodded and immediately flew away from here.

Xuan Qing watched him leave, then stared at the dark land, ready to explore opportunities again. However, Xuan Qing is greedy. It's not that Xuan Qing has gained too little, but that there are too many secrets hidden in the earth here.

The Fengdu City, Guimen Pass, Naihe Bridge, etc. that he had obtained before made Xuan Qing feel like he was seeing the underworld in his memory. For this reason, Xuan Qing stayed here to see if he could find more traces of the underworld.

Xuan Qing thought for a moment, then explored this place without thinking too much.

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In the blink of an eye, countless years have passed.

Over the years, Honghuang has become more and more lively, especially in the northeast of Honghuang.