Chapter 3053: Chaotic Ancient Gods and Demons, Jiuding is Born
On this day, the outside world once again caused a sensation.
The master of the Dark Temple was furious, and various forces in the hell world sent messages to ask for the reason.
The death of a great god will be a disservice to even the most powerful person.
Whether it is the world of heaven or the ten tribes of hell, the eyes of the gods are all looking at the dark triangle star field, paying more attention to it than the starry sky battlefield.
Everyone can guess that a big storm must have formed in the endless darkness.
Otherwise, it would be impossible for two great gods, several true gods, and countless false gods to fall in such a short period of time.
This is to pave the way to the sword world with the blood of the gods.
“My current method of killing gods is still too weak. If it were the main god of a certain religion, why would it take so long to refine and kill Zhao Wuyan?” Zhang Ruochen sighed.
Although Wuji Divine Way can mobilize various laws of heaven, the number that can be mobilized depends on the size of the area covered by Zhang Ruochen's Tai Chi Liang Yi Diagram Seal.
The Tai Chi Liang Yi seal is theoretically infinite and as large as the sky.
But, how can Zhang Ruochen mobilize places that are beyond the reach of Zhang Ruochen's soul and spiritual power?
So after all, it is still limited by the realm of cultivation.
Zhang Ruochen believes that if he reaches the small goal he set before, his cultivation level will definitely improve greatly. If he wants to practice and kill Zhao Wuyan, he will be able to do it in a few hours.
To achieve this small goal, the Hunyuan bottle in your hand is very important.
Because, although Zhao Wuyan's spiritual will and soul were refined, his spirit was still in a bottle.
How much arrogance does a great god have?
The great god’s divine world is already extremely vast and can store divine energy.
Zhao Wuyan, a great god whose cultivation is close to the peak of Taiyi, has an even more powerful spirit.
In other words, Zhang Ruochen now has a world of spiritual energy that he can absorb.
Zhao Wuyan belongs to the ghost clan, and his spirit is cold and gloomy. It has the properties of "ghost energy" and "death energy". Although it is possible to directly absorb and refine it, it will inevitably leave hidden dangers.
Zhang Ruochen summoned the Jade Dragon Immortal, took out the Arhat White Pearl from her body, and put it into the Hunyuan Bottle.
It takes time to purify ghost energy.
Taking advantage of this gap, Zhang Ruochen moved and came to the foot of the Heaven-Connecting Sacred Tree, and his eyes fell on a pink skeleton.
This skeleton was once the Great Sage Yanhong, one of the three goddesses of destiny during the Battle of Shoutian thousands of years ago.
Legend has it that she woke up from the depths of the Santu River Basin and was born with spiritual wisdom. She was killed three times and resurrected three times, which is extremely strange.
Zhang Ruochen also killed her once, even using dark space-time matter.
Zhang Ruochen believed that he had killed the Great Sage Yanhong and wiped her out completely. But was the Great Sage Yanhong the owner of this body?
The reason why the pink skull is placed here is because Zhang Ruochen discovered that even if the soul of the Great Sage Yanhong was wiped out, she could still continuously absorb the air of death from the world.
Her divine bones are full of immortal marks and cannot be destroyed.
There was an unknown area deep inside her head. Zhang Ruochen used his mental power to explore it, but was almost injured.
Although she was only a great sage in cultivation, Zhang Ruochen guessed that she must have been a great ancient god during her lifetime. It was very possible that she was not completely dead, which was very dangerous.
Just like the original Blood Moon Ghost King.
Who knew that she was actually a spiritual clone of the Moon God, a ghost body cultivated?
After so many years, the pink skull continued to absorb the energy of death, and the divine bones underwent great changes.
The pink bones are crystal clear, like rubies.
Zhang Ruochen thinks that with his current level of cultivation, he is no longer afraid of the unknown area in her brain. Can even an ancient god who is not dead still be able to compete with the great gods of the world?
But for safety reasons, Zhang Ruochen drew an inscription on her body to exorcise the corpse.
I burned tens of millions of tracks in a row before stopping.
“Wow!”
Zhang Ruochen removed the space chain from the pink skull, and the skeleton expanded rapidly and became 1,800 miles long. Lying on the ground, it looked like a pink mountain, filled with death and terrifying.
Flying down between the eyebrows of the pink skull, Zhang Ruochen clasped his hands together, and his strong spiritual power burst out from his body, turning into a river of light, rushing into the skull and entering the intracranial world.
This place is vast and vast, filled with gray fog.
Zhang Ruochen's mental power was overwhelming. For the sake of safety, he released a soul sword and a soul sword to clear the way. Even if there was a residual soul in her head, she would kill it today to avoid future troubles.
“Boom!”
In the depths of the unknown area, a pink light burst out, and the Soul Sword and the Soul Sword were unable to block it.
The pink skull that is 1,800 miles long also emits pink brilliance, and the death energy leaks out crazily. Wherever it passes, the grass withers, the trees wither, and it spreads into the universe.
The sacred tree that connects to the sky sways, its leaves sucking in the energy of life and fighting against the energy of death.
Under another sky, the Bodhi tree shone with golden light, and the sound of thousands of Buddhas chanting sutras rang out from the tree.
It seems that some great old monster has been awakened from its ancient slumber.
“I still don’t believe it, I’m out of body!”
Zhang Ruochen shouted loudly, and the soul and six other soul swords flew out of the body, rushed into the world inside the skull, and went straight to the center of the pink brilliance.
Spiritual power is the road, the seven soul swords open the way, and the soul sword protects the body.
When we arrived at the centermost area, we saw a lake of blood suspended in a pink haze of light.
The blood lake contains overwhelming demonic energy.
If he were that kind of knowledgeable ancient god, he would have given up the idea at this moment and retreated immediately.
But Zhang Ruochen had the Seven Soul Swords of the Sword Ancestor in his hand, so he was fearless, controlled the angry sword, and swung the sword towards the blood lake.
“Boom!”
The blood lake was split in half.
Suddenly, an ancient aura that made Zhang Ruochen's soul tremble erupted from the blood lake, forming a huge wave that swept towards him.
The huge waves condensed into seventy-two magic pillars reaching the sky, trying to suppress Zhang Ruochen's soul.
"not good!"
Zhang Ruochen protected his body with seven soul swords and escaped quickly.
“Poof!”
When his soul returned to his body, Zhang Ruochen's body shook violently and he spat out a mouthful of blood.
Regardless of the injury, he immediately took out a Buddha relic and pressed it between the eyebrows of the pink skull. Densely packed Sanskrit words flew out of the Buddha relic, covering the entire skull.
At the same time, the corpse exorcism inscriptions that Zhang Ruochen had carved before all lit up, suppressing the violently trembling pink skeleton to the ground.
The power of the soul that awakened from the sea of blood was indeed terrifying. Zhang Ruochen's soul almost didn't escape. However, the death energy in the world inside the skull was limited. As long as she came to the outside world, Zhang Ruochen was not afraid of her.
A full quarter of an hour passed, and the powerful soul power in the world inside the skull gradually subsided.
Zhang Ruochen did not dare to take away the Buddha's relics, so he used his mental power to continue carving the corpse-removing inscriptions on the bones.
"What's going on? Why did I just see the seventy-two pillars of demons? Was she a certain demonic figure from the chaotic ancient times? She couldn't be one of the seventy-two people, right?"
“That’s not right, tens of thousands of years have passed, and the soul should have been completely lost long ago!”
Suddenly Zhang Ruochen thought of something, his pale face changed slightly: "Santu River! It must be Santu River!"
The Santu River Basin in the Hell Realm can be said to be the weirdest place in time and space between heaven and earth. The river connects all realms of heaven and all parts of the universe. As long as there are worlds and planets with living beings, there must be an entrance to the Santu River, which can transport dead bodies, dead bones,
Ghosts are sent to hell one after another.
The bones of thousands of worlds flowed down the river and gathered in the Santu River Basin.
Became the source of the birth of the three races in the hell world.
However, in the starry sky of the heavenly universe, the Santu River cannot be found at all, and it is impossible to cut it off.
If she was really one of the seventy-two demon gods when she was alive, what is her current state? How powerful is she? How many percent of her combat strength is left? Has she fully awakened?
Feima, the thirty-eighth one among the seventy-two demon gods, is actually a woman. According to legend, she is from the extinct Jade Blood Spirit human race.
It can’t be her, right?
There are all kinds of strange things in the world. Hearing about the Emperor Yi who lived for nine generations, seeing the relics hatched from prehistoric eggs, and the Teru Shenlian who survived the Hades period, Zhang Ruochen felt really panicked at this moment.
Even if someone told him now that there really is immortality in the world, he would still believe it.
"No, we can't put her here. The sword I just struck must have awakened her. The corpse inscriptions and Buddha relics may not be able to suppress her, nor can she absorb the breath of death."
Zhang Ruochen took out the bronze tripod for worshiping heaven that he had taken away from Liangyi Sect, threw her into the tripod, and prepared to seal it.
This cauldron, just as Zhang Ruochen guessed, is very extraordinary. Even with the divine sword, it cannot be split open.
Just when Zhang Ruochen arranged seven seals in succession and was about to arrange the eighth one...
A faint voice sounded: "What era is this, and why am I still alive? Whose divine blood has preserved my soul?"
Zhang Ruochen stood outside the tripod with his hair standing on end and his scalp numb.
it turns out……
He actually came back to life!
“Boom!”
A heavy blow, from the inside out.
The bronze tripod rang like a heavenly bell, causing the earth beneath the sacred tree to crack and Zhang Ruochen's eardrums buzzing.
Something big is going to happen!
Zhang Ruochen immediately opened the "Picture of the Sixth Patriarch's Release of Zen", and with one palm he knocked the bronze tripod out of the picture scroll world and flew into the dark void.
The old scalper who was carrying "The Picture of the Sixth Patriarch's Interpretation of Zen" was startled, raised his tail, and roared: "The cow's courage is almost scared out of its wits. What are you doing? How did you make such a big noise?"
“Get out! If you don’t want to die, get away.”
Zhang Ruochen had no time to pay attention to it. He hugged the bronze tripod for worshiping heaven with both hands, and blazing divine fire burst out from his palms, burning it with all his strength.
"So what if you were once one of the seventy-two demon gods? You have been dead for who knows how many years, and I am the great god in this world. Am I afraid of you? Refined for me!" Zhang Ruochen gritted his teeth and said.
“Bang bang!”
The sound of bombardment in the cauldron was endless.
Each blow can shatter an area of space.
The positions of Ding and Zhang Ruochen are constantly changing in the void.
Zhang Ruochen's seven orifices were shaken to the point of bleeding, but he never let go.
Gradually, something weirder happened. The surface of the bronze tripod of the altar melted in the divine flames, revealing ancient shamanic inscriptions, and the geographical patterns of mountains and rivers in unknown places appeared.
The spatial rules between heaven and earth are constantly coming together and actually settling in the space.
Even the space that was shattered before was instantly closed.
“Has Jiuding... been born? The tripod of space, Yuding!”
This voice was not spoken by Zhang Ruochen, but came from the cauldron.