Chapter 476 Push
This heart is beating,
This giant existence is still alive!
After taking a closer look, Wang Jingzhu recognized the golden thread shot out from the fairy coffin based on his experience in heaven.
"The Golden Immortal Mixue is not a human cultivator, but a Wanfenghai buckthorn!"
Plants are often considered to be from the bottom of the food chain, and their cultivation is much more difficult than monsters.
How many grass and trees have finally become spiritual medicines and immortal medicines. Before they can open their spiritual wisdom, they have been refined into the alchemy furnace.
As a plant with super large roots, Wanshu Seabuckthorn is too large and the resources required for cultivation are far more difficult to practice because it is too large.
It is difficult to practice, and it is even more difficult to start your wisdom!
If a sea buckthorn plant, which has to be cultivated to the Golden Immortal level, the spiritual energy consumed may have exceeded that of ordinary gods.
Of course, compared with it, its power is enough to be comparable to the lowest level ordinary gods.
Such a powerful golden immortal was made into an immortal coffin, and all her roots turned into ropes that bound the giant's existence...
Yes, Wang Jingzhu has now confirmed that this immortal coffin itself is the torso of the Wanshou Sea Buckthorn Golden Immortal... the refined torso.
Under normal circumstances, once the plant of the cultivation clan becomes a big monster, it can turn into a human form. Otherwise, it cannot continue to practice.
This is determined by the cultivation technique.
This is also why cultivators are collectively called the Cultivation Clan in heaven.
In the same way as the cultivation of truth, all things are united, and ultimately, they must cultivate into human form and become a god in the image of human beings.
Since Mixue is already a golden immortal, even if she dies, her body should be like a human.
All roots should turn into hair.
Now, her torso has become a coffin and her hair has become golden thread.
It was obviously refined by a secret technique.
Wang Jingzhu saw this clearly and was even more certain that the owner of the heart tied behind the immortal coffin was an extraordinary existence.
Two words appeared in Wang Jingzhu's mind - the evil god.
As we all know, Haotian creates three thousand worlds.
However, there is a saying among the gods who oppose Haotian. Haotian creates the world with the body of evil gods, one small world, one evil god, and one large world, hundreds of thousands of evil gods.
Wang Jingzhu never doubted the authenticity of this rumor.
But she never expected that these evil gods were not dead!
"Push back!" Wang Jingzhu shouted frantically, resisting the pressure, moving forward, slapped out with both palms, and the spiritual power and soul power in his body surged out like a tide, hitting the immortal coffin.
You cannot contact the fairy coffin, otherwise you will end up with Xiaofu and Xiaoke.
"Push back! Push back!"
"Push back! Push back!"
Xiaofu, Xiaoke screamed like a drowning person.
Xiaocheng looked at Dao Chi and said, "The crack has just opened. It is bound by the golden immortal, revealing the tip of the iceberg. It is so powerful that I have to resist the difficulty of the middle stage of the tribulation. If it is really made to completely escape from the immortal coffin... you and I will die here. Dao Chi, why don't you and I let go of your prejudices and solve this crack first?"
Daoqi nodded slightly. Although Wentian Sect and the Dragon Sect had hundreds of years of grudges, it was the best way to put aside their hatred and work together to fight the enemy during life and death.
"Call all the disciples of Wentian Sect in and ask them to help!" Xiaocheng stood beside Wang Jingzhu, stood side by side with Wang Jingzhu, stepped on the lunge, pushed out his palms, and spurted out the spiritual power from his palms, hitting the immortal coffin.
As soon as Xiaocheng's power was added, the immortal coffin began to tremble.
Wang Jingzhu was overjoyed. "We can! Everyone work harder! Xiaofu, Xiaoke, you guys are working hard too!"
Dao Chi did not call the disciples of Wentian Sect and joined the ranks of the Immortal Coffin. "I, the disciples of Wentian Sect, have evacuated and cannot come. They do not have enough cultivation, so it is useless if they come."
Wang Jingzhu looked at the slowly moving fairy coffin and pushed it hard, and she was also struggling to speak. She naturally agreed with the decision of Taoist cynical.
Even the disciples of Wentian Sect, even Xing'an and Huixin, have little cultivation and cannot help much. Once they are sucked by the evil god and sucked blood, they will increase the power of the evil god.
Lin Jiaojiao joined the ranks of coffin pushing without hesitation.
Mysterious and powerful power continued to flow out from her spiritual orifice.
The power spurted out from her palm. It was clearly a thin spiritual power, but it was powerful, like a vast river, making people feel thrilled.
The fairy coffin moved slowly, aiming at the crack in the space, like a wedge, slowly being slowly penetrated into the gap.
On the other side of the crack, the black and red heart seemed to be conscious and trembled at a faster speed, shaking the golden threads of the fairy coffin trembled, making a buzzing sound like cotton.
This sound is breathtaking. Xiaofu and Xiaoke's soul were damaged by the slave lock talisman. They were the first to be intimidated by this sound. They turned around like a mad dog and grinned at Wang Jingzhu. They activated the blood flow rate and actively released their bloodlines, so that the fairy coffin could suck their blood more conveniently and quickly.
Dao Chi and Xiao Cheng struggled to resist the sound attack, and the power of pushing the coffin could not help but weaken a little.
Lin Jiaojiao's mind was shaken and her eyes became confused, but her will became stronger and she was even more desperate to stimulate spiritual power. Even if she was bleeding from her mouth and nose due to excessive force, she was ignorant and ignorant. It seemed that some mysterious power was dominating her.
Wang Jingzhu was anxious. "Jiaojiao, don't be impatient! Replace some strength quickly! You will..."
Xiaocheng suddenly attacked Wang Jingzhu, and a spiritual power swept over Wang Jingzhu and rolled Wang Jingzhu onto the immortal coffin.
Wang Jingzhu failed to say "will die out of strength", but instead spit out a mouthful of blood on the fairy coffin.
Like a man-eating shark, some mysterious and irresistible force, attracted by the smell of blood, and captured Wang Jingzhu.
Wang Jingzhu only felt that all the parts in contact with the immortal coffin were pierced into countless invisible blood-sucking needles.
The sub-immortal level defense suit seemed to have been stripped off, and the clothes were ignored. The Xinghua Spirit Guide had no response at all. Only the pain came violently and fiercely. The invisible power not only sucked away her blood out of thin air, but also exerted severe pain on her.
The severe pain made Wang Jingzhu silent for a moment, so he could only open his mouth and inhale with a big breath, as if a fish was thrown ashore, so painful that it was about to suffocate.
"Miss Wang!" Dao Chi exclaimed, gave up pushing the coffin, and turned to deal with Xiaocheng. "Xiaocheng, are you crazy?"
Xiaoke, Xiaofu's face was bloodless and suddenly fell into despair. "Master!"
If they are sucked into the blood from the other end of the crack, they may not die. After all, they are powerful people in the tribulation stage. Even if their physical bodies collapse, their souls can escape. At worst, they can become ghost cultivators.
But if something happens to the master Wang Jingzhu, they will really have no way to survive.
Lin Jiaojiao's eyes were focal, her mouth and nose were bleeding, and she was still pushing the coffin desperately.
"You all want to die here! You all deserve to die!" Xiaocheng did not get entangled with Dao Chi, but turned around and ran into the tomb passage. His laughter was rampant and ferocious.
Chapter completed!