He could feel the terrifying aura surrounding this guy who suddenly appeared in front of him.
"You..." He almost subconsciously wanted to ask something, but before he spoke, he felt something was wrong.
In the Eternal Night Realm, the shaman Zhu of Zhuyin once said that under the throne of Eternal Night, there are twelve divine pillars, corresponding to the twelve former divine generals of Zhuyin.
But as Zhu Yin fell asleep, all the twelve divine generals died in battle.
Who is this guy in front of me?
Someone who survived by chance, or some other secret existence that Chu Qingxiao didn't know about?
Chu Qingxiao couldn't figure it out, but he was certain of two things...
This guy is very powerful, and secondly... he seems to think of himself as the True God of Zhuyin.
That being the case...
Chu Qingxiao thought about this and stood up, pointing to the figure in the distant sky that was about to disappear from his eyes.
"I want you to kill him."
He said this, looking nervously at the tall figure who claimed to be a giant evil.
When the other party heard this, he just raised his head and glanced at the figure, then nodded his huge head.
"The Will of Eternal Night."
"It is an oracle."
He responded in a dull voice, and at this moment he took off the big black knife from his back.
He did it very slowly, not in a hurry, as if he was not worried that the black figure would escape.
The machete was removed.
It was a blade with a strange shape.
The blade is slender, similar to a fixed blade, but much wider, so that it can match his one-foot-tall figure.
The entire sword looked a little taller than his one-foot-long body. The blade was six feet away, and the handle was more than three feet. It was completely black, with light flowing across the blade. There were also strange symbols engraved on the blade.
arts.
The guy named Juei held the slightly long handle of the knife at this time, and then he faced the direction where the Black Crow Martial Spirit left, and the huge blade in his hand was suddenly thrown away by him.
The handle of the knife suddenly separated from the middle, and a black chain connected the two.
The part that came out of the body with a black blade was like a meteor, flying out at an astonishing speed, and the iron cable connecting the two handles seemed to have no end, no matter how far the flying blade went,
The chain is constantly being pulled out of the hilt, but there is no tendency to be exhausted.
Although Chu Qingxiao had realized the power of this so-called divine general before, such a magical scene still exceeded his understanding.
…
The Black Crow Martial Spirit narrowed his eyes and looked at the ground in front of him. He could vaguely see a war horse galloping on the mountain road.
A sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth. He liked the feeling of chasing prey, and even more liked the despair of the prey trying to struggle before dying, but was unable to do so.
At that moment, his wings fluttered and he was about to fly towards the figure on the mountain road.
boom!
But at this moment, a sound that broke through the air suddenly came from behind.
He frowned and looked back.
But the scene he saw made his expression suddenly change.
A huge blade was blasting towards him at an alarming speed.
He was startled and without any time to think, he quickly raised the knife in his hand and tried to block the incoming blade.
clang!
There was a muffled sound, and the blade in his hand was shattered the moment it came into contact with the black sword. There was fear in his eyes, but before such color could spread, the black giant blade exploded.
It entered his abdomen and pierced it!
…
clang.
Suddenly there was a muffled sound.
The chain was stretched straight at that moment, and the evil man also tightened his grip on the handle of the knife in his hand.
Chu Qingxiao realized something. He turned his head and looked into the distance, only to see that the link between the iron rope and the black shadow of the Black Crow Spirit overlapped.
He blinked his eyes, and the evil hand suddenly moved back, and the straight iron chain quickly rushed back into the handle of the knife. The retreating figure of the Black Crow Martial Spirit also followed the retraction of the chain.
Started to get pulled in.
It only takes four or five breaths.
The blade returns, and the separated handle closes with the contraction of the chain.
At the same time, a figure also fell heavily in front of Chu Qingxiao.
But it was the Black Crow Martial Spirit.
His face no longer had the ferocious and proud look before, instead, his brows were filled with fear, and at the same time, a huge wound in his abdomen was constantly spewing black blood outwards.
He turned his head with difficulty and looked at Chu Qingxiao...
To be precise, he was looking at the huge figure standing beside Chu Qingxiao.
"you……"
"who are you?"
He asked this question with difficulty, but as soon as he finished speaking, all the strength in his body seemed to be drained. He raised his hand and suddenly dropped it, and his body turned into black light spots scattered in all directions.
When his body completely dissipated, where his body was, a purple crystal the size of a thumb was left there.
Chu Qingxiao got down, picked up the thing, and was about to take a closer look, but at this moment, the crystal turned into a stream of light and poured into his palm.
"This..." Chu Qingxiao was startled and quickly looked at his arms, trying to find the location of the crystal, but his hands remained the same, with no special changes.
"There is only a little bit of Xingmo's divinity in the body of the Outer God Apostle. Your Majesty should not be alarmed. This thing is only beneficial to Your Majesty." While Chu Qingxiao was horrified, the giant evil beside him stepped forward and said.
Chu Qingxiao was stunned and looked sideways at the other party, keenly catching the other party's name for the Black Crow Martial Spirit.
"Outer God? What is that?" Chu Qingxiao asked with a frown.
The giant evil did not respond to Chu Qingxiao's question, but spoke in a deep voice.
"The general will wake up from the chaos, but his divine body is still weak. The attack just now has exhausted the general's power, and the general will soon fall asleep again."
"Please allow me to temporarily inhabit the body of Yongye. I will use the divinity obtained from the body of the outer divine envoy to repair your body, and at the same time inject my remaining strength into your body."
"I hope your Majesty will recast the twelve divine pillars as soon as possible and regain the third divine throne belonging to Yongye."
Chu Qingxiao blinked his eyes and was about to say something, but at this moment, the giant evil body turned into light spots that slowly dispersed and then poured into Chu Qingxiao's body.
"No...I haven't agreed yet!" Chu Qingxiao said this, but Chu Qingxiao's voice could no longer be heard by the aura transformed by the evil, and at this moment, all of it disappeared into Chu Qingxiao's body.
Boom!
At the same time, Chu Qingxiao's chest trembled suddenly, and a force surged from his limbs and bones. All the injuries in his body were repaired by that force. At the same time, that force did not
Completely eliminated, after repairing Chu Qingxiao's injuries, it rushed to everywhere in Chu Qingxiao's body again.
The energy and blood in his meridians were also pulled by this force, gathering towards his Dantian, accompanied by a strange numbing sensation.
In the dantian, a palace gate is slowly rising.
He broke through again.
…
Although the first three realms of spiritual practice are not difficult, to a certain extent, as long as there is accumulation of time and resources, even a fool who is born with a weak brain can successfully reach the third realm.
But this does not mean that practicing the first three realms will be easy.
If you are not a direct disciple of a famous sect such as Tianxuan Mountain and have a sufficient supply of elixirs, the journey to the first three realms will take as long as ten years to four or five years for most people.
And Chu Qingxiao, who had just entered the second realm a few days ago, now entered the third realm in the blink of an eye. With such a speed of cultivation, even his childhood sweetheart, who was regarded as a treasure by Tianxuan Mountain, would probably be ashamed.
However, Chu Qingxiao understood that all this was not caused by his talent, but by the help of the Zhu Yin Divine General.
But being able to enter the Third Realm is a good thing after all. Like every monk who has just entered the realm, the first thing he does after his consciousness breaks through is to look inward at his own spiritual realm.
But when this method was being used and Chu Qingxiao saw clearly what his Ling Mansion looked like, his expression turned strange.
He had heard Song Guicheng mention that most of the warrior spiritual mansions were tall and towering, filled with brilliant divine light.
But the spiritual mansion that was sitting in his body at the moment was tall and tall, but it was filled with waves of cold death. On the door of the mansion, there were some unexplained but weird lines engraved on it, which looked different from the others.
It is said that it is Lingfu, but it is more like...
Hell……
Could it be caused by the blood of Zhu Yin Shen?
Chu Qingxiao secretly wondered in his heart that the Zhuyin God General who claimed to be the Ninth Divine Pillar seemed to regard Chu Qingxiao as his Zhuyin True God because of the Zhuyin God's blood in Chu Qingxiao's body, and the Ling Mansion he helped Chu Qingxiao open seemed to be the same.
It absorbed the breath of Zhu Yin's divine blood, so it evolved into this appearance.
Chu Qingxiao couldn't figure it out, and he didn't understand why he summoned such a powerful being except the God General.
He simply stopped thinking about it, and looked into the Ling Mansion in silence.
I saw a huge soul pillar standing in the Ling Mansion, as if straight to the sky, and unlike the empty soul pillar after ordinary warriors had just opened the Ling Mansion, there was a hollow in the center of the soul pillar in Chu Qingxiao's body, and that
The black Zhuyin Divine Blood is suspended in it.
"This..." Chu Qingxiao saw this situation in his eyes, his brain ached a little, and the situation in his body seemed a bit complicated.
Just as he was thinking this, he suddenly caught a glimpse from the corner of his eye, and there seemed to be something else existing in his spiritual palace around the soul pillar.
He looked up, and the expression on his face became horrified at that moment.
Just around his soul pillar, there are still bronze pillars standing.
They are like stars over the moon, surrounding the soul pillar in the center.
Chu Qingxiao counted the number of bronze pillars carefully, no more, no less, twelve in total.
On one of the bronze pillars, there was a figure engraved on it, which was exactly the same as the evil one who helped him kill the Black Crow Martial Spirit just now. The other bronze pillars were blank, with nothing there.
Chu Qingxiao blinked his eyes, thinking about the layout of the Yongye Palace that he had seen before in the Yongye Realm.