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Chapter 381: Nothingness

As the sun set in the blood-stained Xixuan Village, screams resounded through the sky, breaking the silence that had existed in the border wilderness for many years.

The golden pine needles, with their peerless sharpness, pierced through the heads, chests, and internal organs of those people, bringing out large flying blood flowers that dyed the land of Xuan Village red. Some pine needles, when piercing into the bodies of these people, actually

It flew out with the instantly defeated body and fell into the mountains and forests several miles away.

This scene is so shocking that everyone's souls tremble when they see it. It's so terrible that this sacred tree has taken away so many lives with just a slight movement of its divine power.

"The glitz of the world is nothingness! The meaning of nothingness!"

A sect leader with the ninth level of the Golden Core shouted. He had lost an arm in the previous catastrophe of pine needles, and his face turned pale with pain.

He knew in his heart that the current situation was urgent, so he immediately bit the tip of his tongue and sprayed the essence and blood on the Taoist talisman. A pure white light curtain rose from the horizon and turned into a huge bell jar, which would remain in the catastrophe.

Several people were shrouded in it, as if forming a vast realm of chaos. Countless pine needles hit the big white bell, and they were all resolved by the secret power inside, as if they had entered a maze.

Finally, all the pine needles disappeared, and the divine arrows as thin as hair disappeared. They were all sent dozens of miles away by this weird Taoist spirit in a way that distorted space. It caused the sound to be heard from afar.

There was a rumble and roar, shattering several stone mountains.

Everyone in Xintiandi counted the number of people. This catastrophe caused by pine needles actually killed nearly 90% of their people. They were all angry and resentful. You must know that this time in Xintiandi, two-thirds of the sect was moved.

The power comes here. And now, among these two-thirds, ninety percent have been robbed. This is undoubtedly a huge loss to the sect.

These people were furious. They were also shocked! They were deeply shocked by the scene before them!

"Who on earth can actually control this sacred tree!"

"No, we have to use all our strength next, and don't hold back any more! Otherwise, the situation will be unfavorable to us!"

Everyone whispered that the ghost-faced man floating in the air was really powerful beyond expectation, and he also had a light rod in his hand that symbolized supreme power, which could control this sacred tree. This was equivalent to mastering a huge weapon, which was simply better than a magical weapon.

All are great.

At this moment, screams continued to be heard from inside the huge bell jar. It turned out that in the land covered by the huge bell jar, the seeds of the sacred tree had been buried long ago. When these people were able to escape,

Suddenly sprouted and grew, and they attacked secretly. All of a sudden, nearly half of the people were slaughtered, further damaging the remaining combat power.

"Gather all the power of the Taoist Talisman, call the sect master to come in person, and bring the sect's treasure. This monster must be eliminated here!" One person yelled, and he was so angry that he vomited blood. This was just the beginning. The losses were so heavy.

They ask themselves that they are all the geniuses selected from the region, the oldest generation. They have even practiced hard in the Heaven Realm for hundreds of years. No matter in the past or recently, have they ever fallen like this? Xintiandi, which has hundreds of years of savings,

Finally, he was annihilated in the hands of a native. If this kind of thing were to spread, I don't know how many casual cultivators who are still lurking in the heaven would laugh out loud.

Of course, some people were excited, while others were calm. Because the power of this native was beyond expectation. If they were not eliminated today, it would mean that they would also encounter big trouble in the future.

"call!"

The golden light shines, magnificent and dazzling. Inside the huge bell jar, everyone in Xintiandi pours all their spiritual power into it, causing a picture scroll to unfold. On it is a fierce tiger, as tall as a mountain, covered in scales and armor, and its claws are like divine hooks.

This picture scroll is simple and extraordinary, and you can tell by its magical power that it is a broken ancient divine object. And it is much more powerful than the original divine object in the southern country and the northern island. It is a large fragment of a divine weapon, which can exert 80% of its power.

The power of.

Zhuo Yifan was not surprised by the appearance of this scroll. The people in Xintiandi were originally regional monks. There was nothing surprising if they got any treasures there and brought them to the Heavenly Realm.

"ha!"

The crowd roared, biting their fingertips, infecting the entire palm with essence and blood, and working together to slap the back of the scroll. Finally, this huge tiger jumped out of the scroll!

It has a mouth full of fangs, antlers on its head, and a pair of bone wings stuck on its back. Zhuo Yifan read the Tao of Tianyan and recognized it at a glance as a Roaring Sky Tiger, a prehistoric ferocious beast from the ancient times. Although it is not as ferocious as the gods.

It has the power to destroy the world at every turn, but it is also so ferocious that even demons and gods dare not provoke it easily.

"I am helpless, the divine scroll is unfolded! The sealing technique - watching with eager eyes!" Seeing that the time has come, everyone in Xintiandi roared in unison.

"roar!"

This Roaring Sky Tiger rushed towards him with a fierce aura. The Taoist Talisman and Essence and Blood sacrificed by Xintiandi gave full play to the eight-point power of this ancient scroll.

Zhuo Yifan stared at the roaring tiger and did not use the staff of the Holy Spirit to control the sacred tree to deal with it, because it would consume too much. It was just to deal with a small tiger. It was not worth using such a large array. What's more, this

The tiger is not the real Roaring Sky Tiger. It is just a fake tiger carved by ancient gods with their spiritual thoughts. It is full of ferocious power. But in terms of real power, it is far inferior to the real tiger.

A picture scroll was displayed, and the evil light of the netherworld overflowed and scattered. This was a picture scroll made by Zhuo Yifan himself. What was painted on it was a Nine-Netherworld Swallowing Sky Python!

Seeing this weird scroll made everyone in Xintiandi tremble. The next moment, the ghost-faced man in the void waved his hand, and an extra brush appeared. He put two strokes on the empty eyes of the monster, and painted two

Only eyes.

"Ouch!"

He patted it gently, and immediately the Nine Nether Sky-Swallowing Python in the scroll flew out and rushed forward. The body of the python as big as a mountain instantly wrapped around the Roaring Sky Tiger, wrapping around it tightly.

, there was a close friction sound.

"roar!"

The Roaring Sky Tiger was so fierce that even though it had the upper hand, the moment it was stared at by the Demonic Eyes of the Nine Nether Devouring Sky Python, the outcome of failure was already doomed.

"This is... the Nine Nether Sky-Swallowing Python!" Most of the remaining people in Xintiandi recognized it. Their expressions were extremely shocked.

"Roar..." The demonic eyes were terrifying and shocked the soul. The Roaring Sky Tiger was completely stiffened by the glare, unable to move from top to bottom, and could only let the wild python ravage its body.

Zhuo Yifan had no expression on his face, watching this scene intently. He waved his scepter, bursting out immeasurable divine light. The power of the animal path suddenly blessed the Jiuming Sky-Swallowing Python, causing its power to skyrocket! It opened its blood basin.

With a big mouth, two silver fangs pierced the Roaring Sky Tiger's head and neck, and blood spurted out instantly.

"Take it!" Everyone in Xintiandi did not dare to continue, and quickly decreed that it should be taken back, otherwise this sacred object would be destroyed by the other party. (To be continued...)


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