Chapter 51: The layout of Luohu, the black hand is looming
After the ancestors Kunpeng and Cangqiong left, Li Yi directly took the green dragon out of the deep sea and opened a new cave on the iceberg!
"Having realized Daluo, it's time to condense all the willpower into relics!" Li Yi pondered for a moment and started to act. Because of his experience, it didn't take much time to condense the willpower into relics this time. Three days later, it was completed.
It has been successfully condensed.
"Huh, Dragon Clan! The day I return to the east will be the time for revenge!" Li Yi did not immediately run to fight the Dragon Clan, but settled down in Beiming to consolidate his realm.
Just when Li Yi was immersed in consolidating his realm, a hidden black hand began to appear among the three tribes.
"Who are you? How dare you attack the dignified elder of the Dragon Clan?" Ao Kong, the seventh elder of the Dragon Clan, looked at the mysterious monk who was almost completely shrouded in black mist with a cautious expression. Cold sweat broke out from his back. This person in front of him was so terrifying.
He was approaching me silently. If he hadn't suddenly felt a palpitation in his heart and escaped in time, he would have died!
"Hey! You will know my name later." Two scarlet rays of light shot out from the black mist, and a giant black hand grabbed Ao Kong!
"What!" Ao Kong was suddenly shocked. Just when he wanted to dodge, he found that he was blocked and couldn't move. He could only let himself be grabbed by the giant black hand in despair.
Ao Kong was instantly grabbed by the black giant hand and stood in front of the mysterious monk, "Hey! You will be my first subordinate to rise again," a sinister sneer came from the black mist, and then, a figure stretched out from the black mist.
Dozens of black tentacles penetrated from Aokong's mouth, nose, ears and other seven orifices.
If Ao Kong could still look inside, he would have discovered that the soul in the sea of consciousness was surrounded by a black silk cocoon, and a mysterious black talisman was gradually imprinted in the depths of the soul. It was a divine inscription - "Slave"
Character.
"I have seen the Demon Ancestor!" Ao Kong knelt down on one knee and looked at Luo Hu with admiration on his face, two bloody rays of light flashed faintly in his eyes.
"You continue to be your seventh elder in the Dragon Clan. If the Dragon Clan takes any actions, report them to me!" Luo Hu brushed his sleeves, feeling quite satisfied with the magical enslavement power he had spent hundreds of years creating.
"Yes, Demon Ancestor," Ao Kong already regarded himself as a member of the Demon Clan at this time and showed no resistance to Luo Hu's orders.
Shortly thereafter, Luo Hu used this magical power to subdue many of his subordinates within the three clans, including Feng Lie, the tenth elder of the Feng clan, and Mo Yun, the fourth elder of the Qilin clan. It can be said that his tentacles have reached the top of the three clans, and the three clans are now
Still unaware at the time.
In the wild west, there is an abyss as deep as ten thousand feet, and the rich evil spirit of the Nine Netherworlds is constantly rolling, because almost all the evil spirits have been purified after the great tribulation. These evil spirits are caused by Rahu passing through the wind and fire barrier and spending thousands of years gathering in the chaos.
Come.
"Yin!!!!" Luo Hu looked at the four blurry sword shadows floating up and down in the evil spirit of the Nine Netherworld, "Hongjun, Yang Mei, don't think that I have given up, I still have a chance!"
In Beiming, on the iceberg, Li Yi squinted his eyes. Suddenly, with a sound of "Peng!", three pairs of wings appeared behind him. With a slight flap of the wings, countless black and green sword auras appeared in front of him. Gradually, all the sword auras disappeared.
Two nested gears appeared in the void.
And at the moment when the gears were formed, a vast pressure that was extremely noble, indifferent to all living things, and scrutinizing everything soared into the sky. The pieces of icebergs below were shattered, and the space was like smooth glass, suddenly shattered into pieces.
piece by piece.
This coercion swept across hundreds of thousands of miles. Two circling gears appeared in the minds of all the creatures within its range. These creatures had indescribable illusions, as if two gears suddenly appeared in their souls.
You can crush your soul at any time, causing your body to lie down and tremble in fear.
"Except for Hongjun, Yang Mei, and Luo Hu, no one in Honghuang can pose a threat to me. I can deal with the first few people!" Li Yi's eyes were full of confidence.
"It's time to go back and settle the accounts with the Dragon Clan." Thinking that the Dragon Clan even robbed his own Penglai Island, causing him to flee, Li Yi felt a murderous intention in his heart.
"Qingjiao! Let's go back," Li Yi roared.
"Hey, can I finally go back, sir!" Obviously, Qingjiao was a little bored staying in Beiming, which was nothing but icebergs.
Beizhou Mountain, the world where Pangu's Heart is located, the Pangu shadow in the consciousness of the deity has almost solidified at this time, and the shadow of a god and demon with eight wings next to it also begins to exude a pressure similar to Pangu's shadow, although it is still
A little off, but very close.
At a certain moment, I opened my eyes, and two golden lights that were deeper than before passed through my eyes. Behind me, a shadow of a god and demon bound by countless golden chains appeared, and four pairs of sky-covering wings were slightly fanned.
"Roar!" The shadow let out a silent cry, and its unparalleled momentum soared into the sky, directly covering the entire Buzhou Mountain!
In an instant, the clouds above Buzhou Mountain were shattered, the sunlight was distorted, and the quiet world of stars appeared directly in front of everyone's eyes.
Most of the monks in Buzhou Mountain, including the Qilin tribe, were pressed to their knees. Even the Daluo Jinxian who was cultivating in Buzhou Mountain, as well as masters such as Lin Zu were also pressed to their knees!
"This is the breath of the Blood Hell Supreme!" Many Da Luo Jinxian immediately recognized this breath.
"How come the Blood Prison Supreme is cultivating in Buzhou Mountain? Hasn't he always stayed in Blood Prison City?" Some Da Luo Jinxian were surprised and doubtful.
"Have you noticed that the aura of the Blood Hell Supreme is stronger than before? What kind of realm is this!" Some careful experts were amazed!
…
"Supreme! Is this the power of the Supreme? I also want to become the Supreme, and anyone who stands in the way will die!" Although Linzu was sweating from the pressure, his heart was extremely hot. It was the first time he felt the Supreme directly.
of power,
Lin Zu's ambition for supremacy was completely swollen, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.
"Damn it! He has made progress again," Hongjun from Kunlun Mountain couldn't help but feel helpless. He was already practicing fast enough with the help of the general trend, but he didn't expect that person to be faster.
"Hey! This monster," Yang Mei, who was sitting cross-legged in a barren mountain, had a bitter look on her face!
"No, we have to speed up our plan. We are both spirits of chaos, how can I, Luo Hu, lose to a few of them!" Luo Hu roared with a ferocious look on his face.
"Master, this is the aura of the Master. The Master is awake. Let's go back quickly!" Di Jiang stopped Gonggong and others who were bullying several spiritual beasts.
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The ancient world, which had been calm for a long time, was once again boiling. Who would have thought that among the Supreme Beings who had gone into seclusion after the great catastrophe, one would appear in Buzhou Mountain this time, and it was the mysterious Blood Hell Supreme Being.
Especially the new generation of monks who have not experienced the catastrophe have begun to inquire about the Supreme. However, the older generation of monks have something to talk about, and they talk about the terrifying power of the Supreme with longing expressions.
In fact, the ones who had the greatest influence were Zulong, Tianfeng, and Linzu. There was no doubt that their ambitions had expanded again, especially Linzu.