The indescribable Taoist Lord

"The master of Beiyin Mountain is Shou Yongzi's soul. Shaobai was originally unable to control it freely. Zhongtian helped to destroy this Dao Fruit Essence and paved the way for Shaobai."

When Wenchang Xingjun saw that the seal attracted the subjective will of the Zhongtian God, his expression suddenly relaxed and he returned to his calm state.

The seal seemed to be moving very slowly, but also seemed to be extremely fast, trying to break through the many barriers in the void, carrying some kind of pressure, and seemed to be going straight to the two heavens.

If it was walking higher, it was more like diving deeper, which attracted all kinds of indescribable beings to stretch out their fingers and claws and all kinds of limbs with incomprehensible shapes, curiously observing.

However, under the broken and stinking dragon robe of Zhongtian God, the endlessly malicious eyes turned at this moment, staring straight in the direction of the seal. At that time, the biggest thing was between the head wrapped with bloated rotten flesh and eyeballs. The one also looked over with interest.

That gaze was condensed into a thin line, filled with all kinds of nobility and dirt that ordinary people could not analyze. If forced to understand, the curiosity in it might be even stronger.

After all - this seal is the essence of a Taoist body.

The terrifying things in the Lingguan Heaven and the Star Heaven were finally dispersed. Not only those disgusting fingers and claws, not even a trace of greedy emotions dared to remain on them.

As the long river of imperial path continues to advance, it will be connected to the source of "emperor". The master of this heavenly path will also have the seal in front of it.

In this state, Beitian Xuanwei's Great Seal also inevitably experienced alienation, and the four corners grew fine tentacles and eyes again, but the feeling it gave people was no longer that of Wenchang - countless heads were also The four corners of the big seal bite and fight with each other, as if a purgatory is being created, which is no different from the torso of the Zhongtian God imagined by Zhang Qinghe.

"Dongtian...it's your turn!"

Seeing that Beitian Xuanwei's Great Seal was about to be sent to Zhongtian God, Wen Chang was a little anxious. Although he knew that Guo Sicheng would definitely be able to seize the opportunity to make a move, after all, he was on the chessboard in person and could not be objective anyway.

Guo Sicheng felt the process of Beitian Xuanwei Seal diving deeper, until a certain critical point, his eyes lit up, and a ray of light flashed...

Countless invisible sky-locking chains suddenly appeared in layers around him, wrapping him tightly like a giant cocoon. Every Dao Wen on the Heaven-locking Chain was twisting uneasily because of the blessing of the Zhongtian God. Dao Wen, who was originally as docile as a sheep around him, finally screamed and continued to show his sharp teeth, hitting the Order God Chain ferociously, provoking There was a turmoil in the "big cocoon"...

Zhang Qinghe saw the big cocoon made of chains, and his heart was suddenly surrounded by horror. It seemed that this chain that could not be counted, and looked like a dragon, was not created by the Emperor Dongtian in a single thought, but had been created before. He was wrapped tightly inside, but the traces were hidden.

What exactly is locked up in Dongtian Niwan Palace...? !

He needs to wrap it up in layers like this. You must know that just the outermost sky-locking chain is enough to form the previous Immortal Forbidden City in Back Yin Mountain!

Zhang Qinghe tried to carefully distinguish the adequacy of those scriptures. The more he read, the more familiar he became, and the more he read, the more frightened he became.

He thought of the incredible giant coffin in the Zhenan secret book, which supports the core of the rotation of the entire Zhenan Star Formation——

The iron coffin exuding a terrifying aura was imprisoned with layers of Taoist inscriptions. The coffin slowly shrank between dawn and death, exuding a terrifying aura, and there were countless golden divine chains of order extending from the formation on the ground. Wrapped in a series of vicious and howling Taoist texts, the existence inside is firmly trapped...

"There is only half a head in it...and although it is alive, it seems that there is no subjective will..."

As if he thought of something appalling, he turned his head numbly and stared at Wenchang.

"Then...there is still half a head, and the complete will of the immortal god is locked up..."

He recalled what Wenchang said not long ago——

"Immortals, you have to deal with them..."

"Crazy people... you people in Heavenly Palace are all crazy people."

Zhang Qinghe couldn't help but murmured - he originally thought that it was outrageous enough to make a part of Wenchang's body and Zhongtian's eyes into a natal object...

"That's wrong, the people from our Heavenly Palace are all lunatics."

Wenchang's thoughts filled the void, and the two felt that Guo Sicheng's protection was gone, and the heavy pressure and mysterious whispers between heaven and earth swept over uninterruptedly, making Wude and Wenchang no longer able to do too much. Communication can only try to maintain itself from alienation.

Then the divine chain of order that wrapped Guo Sicheng and weaved the "big cocoon" was broken layer by layer. Every time it was broken, countless Taoist texts escaped into the void, rejoicing, joyful, and dragging. The hideous and terrifying bodies dive deeper, towards their master...

As the sky-locking chain was severed, light, like a rampant light that wanted to burn everything out, appeared from Guo Sicheng. At this moment, the Emperor of Dongtian seemed to be no longer the master of his own body, but... Some kind of vessel that holds things.

Countless brilliance that seemed to burn everything condensed into substantial claws. The red and golden lines cracked open, dripping with sticky blood that burned away the void. These claws were filled with squirming blood. The sarcoma, between the breaths, the sarcoma sprouted swaying roots, and there seemed to be an undetectable, mysterious figure inside...

Zhang Qinghe had seen this kind of claw, which was the thing that saved the lunar yin from the sun after its battle with the sun.

But that thing was clearly not a god at that time, but a dependent whose image was close to the thing in front of me...

These claws made Guo Sicheng's bulges look like swellings in the flesh of his Niwan Palace and forehead, and then they tore heavily, grew out, and then cut open his chest, as if he wanted to make this endless sky light more beautiful. To shine brightly.

After appearing in the void outside the sky, he instantly broke free from the concepts of size and shape and transformed into an elusive greatness, like a giant tree with Guo Si as the base point and twisted with countless terrifying claws, illuminating the world. A thorough understanding.

That light was also a living thing, as if it smelled something, and it chased straight towards the mysterious micro-seal in the north of the sky. It seemed that it had been cut off in advance, and it didn't know that there was something bigger standing at the end of the seal. with...

Wenchang slashed the air open with his hair and took away Zhang Qinghe, whose lips turned white.

"You...should be quite familiar with this stuff...

He was finally captured back then... He is said to be the highest ranking person under the Star Lord, the Nantian Divine Department, and the Sun Patrolling Spiritual Officer..."

As if Wenchang had used some secret technique, his aura suddenly surged and he regained the ability to communicate. However, Zhang Qinghe kept retching and could only passively accept the news...