Chapter 876 Suppression in the Land of Wu Zang

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"Why!"

At this moment, the depression, anger, confusion, helplessness and other negative emotions in Jidongzi's heart could not be suppressed, and they were raging in her heart.

He couldn't understand that the iron chain that bound the ancient way of heaven, which was obtained through his own huge sacrifice, should have earth-shaking power.

And he is not the first member of the Yanyue Xuantian Clan to show the iron chain to the world. In fact, he used the method of sacrifice to borrow the power of the iron chain. This is a unique innate skill of the Yanyue Xuantian Clan.

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However, because the cost of using it is too high and sufficient sacrifices are required, few people choose to use it unless it is a last resort.

Moreover, the iron chains caused by this technique are not real, but just projections.

Even so, every time when this great magical power that belongs exclusively to the Yanyue Xuantian Clan is revealed to the world, it is always extremely sharp.

Very few foreigners can resist this move.

But today, the chain projection that he had obtained through sacrifice, after three draws, not only did it not kill Xu Qing, it even had a huge benefit on him.

This made Jidongzi feel aggrieved.

Especially looking at Xu Qing's current appearance and sensing Xu Qing's current aura, it is obviously beyond the ability just now.

The weirdness of this matter was beyond his knowledge, so while he felt it was unbelievable, he also felt confused in his heart.

He didn't understand why this happened.

Therefore, the feeling of trying everything, sacrificing the way of heaven, vitality and cultivation, just to make a wedding dress for the other party, made Jidongzi feel severe pain in her chest, and she spurted out a large mouthful of blood again.

And Xu Qing's words made Jidongzi's eyes turn red, and his murderous intention at this moment went beyond survival.

He knew very well that he would be doomed this time. Unless the gods came in person, the possibility of surviving this battle was extremely slim.

As for the gods, as the great genius of the Yanyue Xuantian Clan, he naturally understands it very well and understands that this is almost impossible.

The purpose of the big hunt is to raise Gu, so how can there be any rescue?

Gods are aloof and have no emotions.

So in this hunt, whether life or death, you have to rely on yourself to fight for it.

"In that case..."

Ji Miezi laughed miserably and stopped running away. Instead, he stared at Xu Qing, the madness in his expression suddenly erupted as he gritted his teeth.

Amid the roaring sound, a dangerous aura rose from Judongzi's body.

Along with the terrifying fluctuations, it spread out in all directions with him as the center, with a magnificent momentum.

The source of all these changes comes from his sea of ​​consciousness!

The ninety-six divine tablets that existed in his sea of ​​consciousness were all trembling now, and the faces of the gods of death appeared on them, roaring from the underworld.

It fell into the human world and formed a huge whirlpool, rumbling around the silent winter child.

getting bigger.

The pulling force is also becoming more and more rapid.

Suddenly the sky turned from red to dim, and the earth was blurred, as if it had become a dark sea.

The whole world seemed to have fallen into darkness, and waves of ancient whispers also echoed from this darkness.

And in the center of this whirlpool, the dangerous aura of Ji Dongzi on his body became stronger and stronger, and in the blink of an eye, a clicking sound came from his body.

The crash started.

It seemed that his physical body could not bear this kind of explosion.

But he doesn't care.

After sacrificing the way of heaven, vitality, and cultivation, he still has a soul.

Hidden within the more than ninety divine tablets, the true soul belonging to Jidongzi suddenly shined. In an instant, with a low roar from Jidongzi, the true soul collapsed on its own and turned into a violent force that affected all the gods.

Card.

The true soul is the core of his sea of ​​consciousness. The destruction of the soul can affect everything.

So under its stimulation, those divine cards that were already vibrating trembled even more violently at this moment.

In the next moment, they each emitted sacred golden light, penetrating from the broken body of Silent Winter Son.

One after another, they are reflected in the sky.

Looking from a distance, in the dim sky and earth, a total of ninety-five golden lights turned into ninety-five huge divine tablets as they intersected in mid-air.

They floated in all directions, dissipating the power of extinction, and then combined together to form a huge face with closed eyes.

This face is ugly, and it does not have obvious human-like features, but looks like an insect, which is shocking.

At the same time, Jidongzi's physical body also ran out of oil at this moment, and before it disappeared into ashes, he looked at Xu Qing for the last time, with a ferocious smile on his lips.

"I'm waiting for you in Yinming."

After saying that, everything about him dissipated.

Where it is, only that huge face appears in the sky.

His eyes moved slightly, then suddenly opened and closed.

Nothingness blows the ancient wind, blowing decay and death into the world.

Falling towards Xu Qing.

The sky and the earth turned pale, and Xu Qing's whole body immediately experienced alienation reactions.

But Xu Qing is no longer the same as before. He has faced the gods many times, which has given him a certain degree of resistance. At the same time, his own fourth-level spiritual state is also the existence of a god.

Therefore, when it comes to fighting against the influence of the alien aura, there is also a way to eliminate one's own body. The next moment, as Xu Qing's body swayed, all the alienated parts of his body burned on their own, eventually decomposing and turning into soul threads.

Then he raised his head and looked at the huge face in the sky, with a faint light in his eyes.

His inspection seemed to have committed a crime of blasphemy and aroused the anger of the gods, so the face opened its mouth and took a sharp breath towards Xu Qing.

The world collapsed, nothingness exploded, and a huge suction force rose from all directions, covering Xu Qing.

Xu Qing's body was out of control, and under the suction force, it quickly approached the giant face, as if it was about to be swallowed up.

This is the last trump card of Jidongzi.

Sacrifice your own soul in exchange for a certain degree of recovery of all the divine cards, and in this way... you and Xu Qing will die together!

This is the only solution he can think of now.

It is impossible for the gods to come to rescue him.

If you die, you will die.

But if you show your own value and determination at the moment of death, it is not impossible that the gods will be satisfied and be resurrected in the future.

No one knows whether the gods are satisfied or dissatisfied, but Xu Qing's eyes look bright and he is satisfied in his heart.

This is exactly what he wanted to see.

In the battle with Jidongzi a few months ago, he knew the strangeness in the opponent's sea of ​​consciousness. He fished in the well and under the moon, he could see the more than ninety death gods' magic tablets clearly in his mind.

At the time, he didn't know why.

But after understanding the contents of Jiuli's memory fragments and seeing the original history, he now has an extremely clear understanding of the origins of those divine cards.

Those were the gods who died in the battle between witches and gods.

Even if he died and did not possess the power he had during his lifetime, since it could appear in the sea of ​​consciousness of Silent Winter Son and become the powerful foundation of Silent Winter Son, Xu Qing felt that it should also be placed in his own witchcraft treasure and become the nourishment of witchcraft.

The premise is that these magic cards become active.

Such as now.

"The tablets transformed by the god of death are just monuments. After all... they have all fallen!"

If it were really ninety-five gods, Xu Qing would naturally be inferior to him, and he might collapse after just one look.

But now, facing these magic cards after death, Xu Qing felt that he could try to suppress them.

So the moment he approached the giant face, the purple moon behind him filled the sky with purple light, and countless murmurs echoed, fighting against the giant face.

At the same time, the soul threads that formed the fourth spirit's state squirmed violently, spreading outward along Xu Qing's raised right hand.

A sea of ​​soul threads was formed, exceeding the size of the face, blocking Xu Qing and the giant face.

After a pause of suction, a faint light flashed in Xu Qing's eyes. He raised his right hand and pinched the sea of ​​souls blocking the giant face above.

Suddenly, the sea transformed by millions of soul threads roared, the waves were ten thousand, and it surged to the extreme, rushing towards the giant face with the force of enveloping and surrounding it.

It immediately surrounded it, shrinking rapidly, trying to suppress the giant face within it.

The giant face was lifeless and silent, but the open mouth no longer sucked in air, but spit out a piece of golden mist toward the sea of ​​soul threads.

The mist instantly touched the sea of ​​soul threads, causing strong corrosion. Xu Qing immediately felt that the soul threads were disappearing one by one.

At the same time, the giant face's facial features were blurred, and overlapping shadows appeared, as if it was taking the opportunity to escape from the shackles of the sea of ​​soul threads.

Ninety-five golden beams of light emitted from it, like ninety-five golden spears, going straight in all directions, destroying everything they passed, and even the soul threads could not stop it.

But how could Xu Qing let this giant face fulfill his wish? At this moment, he raised his hand to grab it. Suddenly, the blood ball that had been suspended in the air due to the appearance of ancient heaven also arrived in an instant and spread suddenly, forming a sea of ​​blood and covering the outer periphery.

Cooperate with the soul thread to form a double encirclement, shrink together, and suppress the giant face of the god card.

At the same time, he took a deep breath, jumped up and sat cross-legged in the air above, with his hands in front of his knees, his forehead slightly lowered, and the circular witch seal between his eyebrows flickering slightly.

My heart calls silently.

"Zu Wu!"

Suddenly, the Jiuli Witch Armor on his body trembled, and the infinite gray mist spread crazily from the inside out, covering Xu Qing in an instant, spreading in all directions, covering a huge area.

Although Xu Qing's body was submerged in the gray fog, as the fog rolled, there was a majestic mountain-like figure looming in the fog!

This figure stood outside the Jueshen Formation and protected the ethnic group for thousands of years. Later, it became the dust of history and few people remember it.

But now, it appears again.

It is the true ancestral witch form of Xuantian Great Witch.

What accompanied it was a supreme momentum that shocked the world.

Shaking the mountains and seas, the heaven and earth in this area roared, countless ferocious beasts howled, and the bloodlines of countless monks were also affected, and they began to worship.

But it is a pity that this majestic figure was blurred in the end, giving people the feeling that it was only half-formed.

But its power was still unparalleled. After it appeared, it pressed hard against the giant face trapped by Xu Qing.

With a roar, the giant face disintegrated and transformed into ninety-five divine cards. They were about to combine them again, but it was too late.

Millions of soul threads, a hundred thousand miles of blood sea, and the form of half an ancestral shaman, combine to form an absolute pressure.

Under the roaring sound, gray mist also covered it, and from a distance it seemed as if it had become one with the figure.

After a while, the fog dissipated, and Xu Qing's cross-legged figure appeared in mid-air.

The giant face is gone.

It appeared in Xu Qing's sea of ​​consciousness and was suppressed under the earth of the Fifth Witch Zang.

It has become a huge nutrient for opening up the ancestral witch form!


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