Chapter seven hundred and forty-seven soul-calling pan!
The creator of Tungu Hunting is the Grim Reaper!
This man's growth history is glorious. According to legend, he unearthed a great creation in the Star Tomb, rose to power, and was finally defeated in the Conferring God War.
However, in the following eras, the God of Death eventually died in the exploration area, and there were also rumors that he had failed in enlightenment and died. If Tonggu Hunting had not later joined the Dawei Holy Dynasty, it would be extremely difficult for this organization to survive until now.
"Woooo..."
An extremely hidden small world, full of ghosts and ghosts, like billions of ghosts howling and the undead wailing all over the sky, full of weirdness and ominousness.
The lair of the God of Death has always been like this.
At the end of the distant horizon, there hangs the ancient soul pan, like the source of sin and filth, flowing with blood and blood all over the sky, accompanied by the sound of gods crying and ghosts weeping.
"ah……"
There were even desperate roars. Under the ancient soul pan, teams of Tonggu hunting organizations took out various small bags, poured out large pieces of corpses, and living people, and piled them on the altar.
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The soul pan opened its mouth like a basin of blood, swallowing the sacrifices and draining away the remaining souls.
"boom!"
The fluctuations emitted by the Soul Pan became more violent. The inner world was like a dark purgatory. Countless remaining souls were wailing in fear. They were constantly being eaten and bitten by the powerful resentful spirits inside, and eventually turned into a group of terrifying evil ghosts.
!
"Jiejie..."
The eerie laughter came from a white-haired old man floating in the world of souls. With his thin body and scarlet pupils, he looked like the king of evil spirits!
He is the current second leader of Tonggu Hunting, a pseudo-god!
False gods cannot be called gods. Such people have realized the divine order, but cannot get the help of the divine court and cannot reveal the complete divine order, so they are called false gods.
Of course, the combat power is extremely terrifying, and the Shinto order can easily suppress the Holy Lord level!
From this, we can see how rare the Divine Court is. Most of the top Taoist traditions have not been mastered. If you want to become a god, you can only move closer to the supreme power and exchange wealth for the divine position.
"Not enough, not enough!"
Lian Ju exuded a cold voice: "More than hundreds of thousands of years have passed and we still haven't been able to feed the soul pan. Your mobility is too weak. How can you activate this dark treasure if this continues?"
"thump."
A large number of strong men knelt on the ground, and someone trembled: "Master leader, do you really want to use the four original treasure realms we control? Those workers can cultivate wealth for us, and they have killed those who have no incense and willingness to come to help. The future will be very long.
It’s difficult to keep the organization running.”
"Didn't you hear what I said clearly?"
Lian Ju's face was extremely cold, and he said: "The remnants of the Xia clan are still there, and there is suspected to be a terrible treasure behind them. In order for the Tonggu Hunting to exist in the world forever, a big migration is now needed. Before leaving, we have to sacrifice blood to the four original treasure realms."
, Provide energy and nutrients for the soul pan!"
"Hahaha, are you afraid that the Tunggu Hunting will be overthrown?"
A blood-colored resentful spirit emerged from the soul pan, roaring: "Where can you move to? I know the Human King and the others too well, and I will definitely kill you in the future!"
Man Yunling has not passed away yet. Ever since he was escorted to Tonggu for hunting, he has been used as a soul sacrifice. Over the years, he has experienced various cruel killings and grown by devouring other remnant souls, gradually becoming the most powerful resentful spirit.
one!
"Ant!"
Lian Ju raised his head and laughed: "When the soul pan is developed, you will be my slave. You will control the soul pan for me for generations. You will not be able to live or die!"
"Beast, heaven and earth have their own causes and effects. What you did is cruel and heinous, and you will be punished in the future!" Man Yunling roared sadly, and he could vaguely see his past mental outlook, he was always a young man in white clothes and white shoes.
"Swear it, the greater the hatred in your heart, the greater the hatred, the stronger the resentment, and the stronger the effect on the soul pan."
Lian Ju's face was as ferocious as a ghost, and he said: "Waiting for the blood sacrifice to the four original treasure realms, harvesting hundreds of millions of lives, the lost majesty of the soul pan will eventually return!"
His mood seemed crazy. After hundreds of thousands of years of blood sacrifice, he had devoured an astronomical number of life forms that could not be counted, but he still had not fed the soul pan. One can only imagine how strong this sleeping treasure was.
"boom!"
Suddenly, an ancient gaze radiated out, locking the world from a distance.
"who?"
Lian Ju suddenly raised his head, his energy and spirit surged, and his skinny body glowed with billions of blood.
The old immortal spent several days finally locating the Death God's lair. Once locked, he arrived at the battlefield at a terrifying speed!
"boom!"
Along the way, Lao Xian arranged various means to block time and space and cut off any communication channels.
"Enemy attack!"
Lian Ju carries the death scythe on his back and controls the soul pan. The boundless killing intent surges out of his body, activating all his secrets at the same time!
"Boom!"
The Death Dojo was fully awakened, and dense dark symbols rippled out, steaming into the sky, intertwining to form a giant defensive light shield, trying to stop the intruders.
The powerful men in this world have been shocked one after another. How many eras have passed? The lair of the God of Death has never been attacked, but now it is completely blocked. Is this considered a mouse hole?
"A pointless struggle!"
The old immortal came across coldly. Even though he was in decline, he used his terrifying level to attack Tonggu Hunting? It was completely a dimensionality reduction attack!
The dark symbols in the sky exploded, and the purple-gold divine light covered the world, completing a complete blockade!
"Oh my God!"
Everyone was trembling. What kind of giant is this? It destroyed the Death Dojo in a short time!
"It's him!"
The Death Scythe sensed something. He had fought against the old immortal before, and he could still identify the energy fluctuations belonging to the old immortal.
“Isn’t it possible that the treasure of Eastern Divine Continent is the supreme treasure?”
Lian Ju was so frightened that he rushed to a treasure house and dug out the killing array that had been stored for many years. Braving the light of chaos, he could compete with the gods.
The old immortal snorted coldly, and a tattered Chaos Dao Map flew out of the Immortal Mansion to suppress the formation!
"Huh?"
Originally, he wanted to raise his hand and slap Lian Ju to death, leaving the rest of the battlefield to Jun Tian and the others.
As a result, he noticed the Soul-Calling Pan, and was surprised: "This thing is somewhat similar to the Soul-Calling Pan?"
"Oh, this is indeed the notorious soul-calling pan!"
Lian Ju forced himself to calm down, raised his soul, and said: "You may have heard of his fierce power. I think there are some things that we can sit down and talk about. There is no need to use knives or guns!"
"Hahahaha, you little clever guy."
The old immortal couldn't help but burst into laughter: "Even if you really master the Soul-Calling Pan, I'm going to test you, do you really know how to use the Soul-Calling Pan?"
Lian Ju's face was ugly, and he frantically activated the soul-calling pan, hoping to show off the power of the treasure.
The old immortal's laughter amplified, his eyes showed pity, and he said coldly: "Stop struggling, even I don't know how to activate the soul-calling pan. You can die easier now by committing suicide and apologizing."
"Suicide and apology? It's too easy for them!"
The bright sword light suddenly fell from the sky, and the billions of pounds came down. It was thick and terrifying, stirring up the waves of killing gods and immortals, and arrived in the small world.
"Boom!"
Jun Tian descended from the sky with a big sword, and the sword light swept away became more and more intense, like cutting a watermelon, killing a large piece immediately.
Except for the holy lords and false gods, no one here can stop his sword!
"Zutian!"
Someone recognized this fighting style and roared like crazy: "How could Zu Tian be related to the Eastern God Continent?"
Zutian, who beats Prince Dawei and takes the top spot on the holy list, is now an unparalleled hero in the world of legendary origins and attracts the attention of the world. However, his roots actually originate from the Eastern Divine Continent!
"I, Xia Juntian, am here to settle past grievances."
Jun Tian didn't hide anything, a shuddering murderous intention rushed out of his body, and his indifferent words seemed to be transmitted from the region, causing the entire small world to fall silent in shock.
"And my Heavenly Clan's Heavenly Flame!"
"Immortal Cave Manchen Immortal!"
Another two young overlords who swallowed the stars descended from the sky, looking down at the strong men of Tonggu Hunting. This scene was exactly the same as the way Tonggu Hunting looked down on them back then.
Tianyan, Manchenxian, Juntian!
The three of them can represent the three great eras of Eastern Divine Continent, and now they represent Eastern Divine Continent to settle their grievances.
"How can Emperor Banzhuan be absent from such a battle?"
The hero has evolved into an artifact, and with the blessing of the arcane rules and secrets, it can temporarily absorb the chaos material in battle.
The dark red walls are majestic and majestic, and are engraved with patterns of gods and demons. From a distance, they are intimidating, like a wall that cuts across the sky, vast and vast.
"boom!"
The majestic force fell from the sky, and a large area of the Death God's dojo collapsed. The energy shock wave exploded and exploded groups of strong men. Even the Holy Lord level was trembling!
The ancient mountain and sea pass, and now the wall of gods and demons, are full of shocking power, pressing here, stretching for hundreds of thousands of miles, steaming with billions of layers of gods and demons order!
"ah……"
The entire Death God Dojo was shaken, and the blood-colored ripples gushing out were like an endless ocean, boiling and roaring, indicating that the anger of the former Eastern God Continent had reached all parts of the Dojo!
"them……"
Man Yunling was silent in his soul, scanning Xiongguan, looking at the three shadows standing on it, and couldn't help crying.
After more than ten years of suffering and waiting, I had longed for such a miracle to happen, but I didn't expect it to happen so quickly, let alone that they would appear in such a shocking manner.
Especially behind them, the town elders and immortals pressed forward, and their divine power enveloped this small world, completing a complete blockade, and what followed was an extremely terrifying harvest.
"Don't be too happy, I, Tonggu Hunting, have the background to destroy you!"
Lian Ju roared angrily and swung the scythe of death violently, splitting the thick ground. A large dark crack immediately burst out, exuding boundless cold matter, as if the dusty underworld was reborn.
"This... vaguely contains some kind of great destruction wave related to reincarnation!"
The old immortal was really shocked. What did he encounter? Reincarnation? Soul-calling pan? He encountered them one after another in one day. This has never happened in the past history of the old immortal.