Eight hundred and seventieth chapters of the bronze coffin master's implement (7K2, unity)
"Well, such runes can refine strange substances very quickly."
"What pure original power is enough to match my long years of hard work."
"This battlefield is extraordinary. There are the broken limbs and broken arms of the supreme creatures, and there are also the highest remaining Taoist traces. If one or two can be refined, it would be a great fortune."
The battlefield ruins outside the heavens are very lively
Not only the garrison soldiers and generals, but even the immortal kings in all realms are searching and exploring the remains of the battlefield. They are wearing battle armor and objects blessed by the runes of the Holy Sacrifice, and are in a chance to collide.
Among them, the creatures in the Chaos Divine Land lineage are the most transcendent. Because of the Taoist branch, they are born with the runes of the Holy Sacrifice. The best of them even dig out the power of the bloodline and can use similar holy sacrifices.
Secret magic power
The broken limbs and broken arms, the sea of blood is mixed with holes, and all kinds of inexplicable things cannot stop the enthusiasm of the monks. Even in the humanitarian field, some strong people appear.
That is the creature who follows the path of evolution of destiny. They need to absorb a lot of essence to cross the path to becoming an immortal and act as nutrients for the universe in their bodies. Because this path requires too much, they are particularly eager to do so.
"At the time when the emperor didn't want to see each other, it was hard to tell the difference, but now it's different. We have been together for a lifetime and communicated with each other, but unfortunately, I still couldn't wait for a fellow traveler, and it was so cold that I could not stand up to the heights."
On the barrier, the Emperor sighed and looked out of the world with his hands behind his back
He knew that among the ancient emperors in the past, he had won too many
Gu Tuo, who was standing aside, couldn't stand it and pointed to a corner of the battlefield. There was a divine wheel that shined the heavens rising, turning around the world, connecting life and death, swallowing up and refining a bunch of unknown substances and turning them into pure
The nourishing
He smiled strangely and said, "Speaking of this, the bloodline source that was once the primitive branch of the Chaos Divine Earth, but now after the rise of the Taoist Lord becomes the source, it can only be regarded as an ancient fulcrum, but Yu Yin, the Taoist Lord Meng, can only be regarded as an ancient fulcrum.
, the benefits he gets are probably unmeasurable, it will be a matter of time to catch up with you."
The Divine Emperor looked at it and it was the Yuan Emperor who had returned from the reflection. He had never caused trouble at the beginning. The few ancient emperors who chose to transform themselves had a connection with the Taoist lord.
Now, he is the fastest among the ancient emperors of the great emperors, except for the Divine Emperor. He has sublimated the source of blood. His practice can be said to be a thousand miles a day, and he has already stepped into the top immortal king.
Of course, this is also the result of the intentional control of the Taoist lord. Otherwise, under the reflection of the bloodline of the Taoist priest, countless creatures in the Chaos Divine Land could not bear it, and would be directly exploded by the sudden sublimation of the power.
Just like the former head of the Wang family, the Emperor of Heaven who was lying in the mouth of sentient beings, he called himself an immortal, but now he is still sleeping, receiving the nourishment of blood power. When he is born again, he may be shocked to his chin.
It's
"The Yuan Emperor and the Luan Gu should be the two who have benefited the most. I am really envious. The descendants can also have the source of ancient history and the existence of standing in the eternal era." The God Emperor was a little envious, his original path of transformation.
But it's extremely hard
Only after pursuing life in death, with Nirvana and transformation again and again, can we have the supreme body now
But for some existences, this is just the point they must step on the way. The only difference is whether they walk steadily or not. It is really a matter of being solemn.
Not far away, Meng Tianzheng looked at the two of them with a smile and sighed without saying a word
Invisibly, he has won too much
After all, who can teach another disciple like Huangtian Emperor?
"Although I won this battle, I always feel something is wrong."
Infinite height, the place where the Immortal Emperor sat cross-legged, Emperor Luo suddenly frowned and spoke
He is different from Menghai, the master of the three weapons. He has carefully observed the black and white priest who fought with them.
The black priest was fine, but he didn't show any mercy and beat Menghai, which was all about revenge, several times
But the white priest was very perfunctory, quite perfunctory. Basically, the power of Emperor Luo took as much as he could, as if he only wanted to hold him back.
"Do you think they retreated too suddenly?" Menghai had no idea. He only felt that the black priest was much stronger than before. All kinds of methods were mysterious, which made him fight for a long time but didn't gain an advantage
The Immortal Emperor nodded. He retreated suddenly, but it was mostly because of the four ancestors' eternal silence. It would make sense that Ertu didn't want to fight again.
Ye's eyes flashed slightly. Emperor Huangtian and the Taoist Lord seemed to have hinted at some news, which may be related to this.
They were able to kill through the Etu land several times and hit the plateau, and they knew all the secrets of the Etu people, so they must have corresponding means and preparations.
"Maybe." Emperor Luo shook his head and did not continue to explore. At least they won this time and gained a lot. Maybe there is a chance to reflect the other immortal emperors of God back in the future.
However, looking at the current situation, it is probably necessary to integrate into the camp of the heavens. God is already a past tense
Wushi and the Empress were silent. Neither of them had a passionate personality, but just listened to the conversations of several other immortal emperors.
As newcomers, their strength cannot be measured by the first entry, and they already have the ability to fight without falling into the level of freedom.
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Hurry!
The waves hit the sky, countless time and space in ancient and modern times are turbulent and disillusioned. This is the infinite universe that was destroyed in the past. Every wave was once brilliant, and it was the vibrant world of the past, turning into the clouds and smoke of history, incomplete and broken
The vitality scattered, forming a blood-colored sacrifice sea.
It is vast and boundless, and the Immortal Emperor is easily lost when he devotes himself to it. He needs to have clear coordinates, otherwise he may fall into an unknown place and a dead place in the chaotic ancient and modern times.
Scarlet red surging, the ancient civilization history mixed inside is in ruins, flying up and down from the boat
"The four ancestors have been silent forever. Do you have any plans? Cultivate and nourish the world with the evil land, waiting for more immortal emperors to appear?" A figure appeared, slightly faint, but it was already blurred.
Humanoid
In front of the boat, Wang Teng sat cross-legged, looking at the direction of the Etu Plateau, saying, "The heavens also need to cultivate and nourish, but I and Huang don't need it. Ji Ci is ready to prepare for strange and unknown means."
As he said that, an ancient altar appeared in His hand, on which there were four priests sitting cross-legged, constantly imprinting the holy sacrifice runes into his body, and even gradually overwhelming the remaining ancestral substances in his body.
For these priests, entering the land of misfortune is not difficult. You just need to hide from the ancestors. When the remaining six ancestors are asleep, let the black and white priests be brought in.
Or he and Huang make some noise to divert the ancestors' attention
The Pollen Emperor glanced at the four priests who were sucking and spitting runes. Their ancient history and timelines were occupied by the Taoist lord, and they became supreme only. Even the essence of existence was moving closer to Him.
Such erosion is not worse than strange and unknown, and it has a bit of the same flavor as the ancestor.
"If you succeed, I'm afraid the entire Ethi-land will change." He rarely smiled, as if he had seen the future Ethi-land.
The ancestors all have one mind, and the dynasty changes in the present dynasty
"That is naturally the best, but the most important thing is the ancestors. They are the decisive powers. The Immortal Emperor and the ancestor are both corresponding ten, and will not exceed them. But we are different. The heavens have potential and hope to set foot in the immortals.
There are still several people in the imperial realm.
And your immortal emperors who fell from heaven can also return, not afraid of them, just care about the ancestors; things that resist the erosion of the original material are what I am looking for now, and I hope there will be clues in the sacrifice to the sea."
Wang Teng smiled. If the two priests of the black and white masters achieve the ancestor, that would be a real change of day. It would be fine if they secretly smashed the ancient coffins of other ancestors.
But this premise is that they can resist the erosion of original substances and maintain the spiritual light of nature.
Crash! Waves surging outside the boat, witnessing the past ancient history
He stretched out his hand and a large piece of civilization fire ignited, pouring out from the waves, turning into dusty ancient history reveals
There was also a scene of a strange group of people's sacrifice. Everything was sacrificed and brought to a pitch-black altar, as if it had been eternal. Even the Immortal Emperor seemed extremely small in front of him.
"This altar is the place where the Immortal Emperor sacrificed when I set foot?" Wang Teng said lightly, not only in an ancient history, but the strange race will go to the altar every time they have a high ceremony.
It seems that there is the final step, and the results of the high sacrifice are presented to awaken the remaining marks of the Lord of the Copper Coffin
After he pondered for a moment, the flames of the sacrificial Tao began to appear behind him. The complex and mysterious runes fell into the sea, soaked in every dusty ancient history, and every destroyed heavenly civilization filled and covered this corner of the sacrificial sea.
The Pollen Emperor realized that this method was not to swallow, but it seemed to leave a brand, and what to prepare for in the future
Could it be that there is still some kind of secret hidden in the sacrifice to the sea?
He did not ask, nor did Wang Teng explain, it would naturally play a role if necessary
He turned his boat and began to float along the sea of sacrifice, and wanted to sprinkle the runes of the holy sacrifice throughout the sea, and by the way, he found the place where the Immortal Emperor sacrifice he had once set foot.
According to the ancient civilizations of the heavens that were once destroyed under the great sacrifice, there should be something special there, which is worth exploring.
With the trio sublimated and jumped into the realm of the Immortal Emperor, the function of the stone jar naturally faded a lot. They were given to Wang Teng and put it in the time furnace by him, preparing to find the Lord of the Copper Coffin to stay.
Other traces of
According to the connection and echo between these, what can you find
At the same time, the Heavenly Emperor in the sea, the area of the Sacrifice to the sea, was revealed in the area that stood like an isolated island.
He rode the copper coffin of three generations and came from the bright red sacrifice waves
"The Immortal Emperor..." Looking at the ruined civilized land in front of him, Huang also felt a little moved.
In the past, God was so brilliant. The Taoist ancestors were in the sky and the road was over. Even with the strength of the land, it took a long time to defeat it.
Even only Emperor Luo and the master of the three weapons remained Menghai. After they joined the heavens and no longer consumed their foundation in vain, the rest of the Immortal Emperor was almost silent forever after they returned.
"But why did Brother Wang ask me to brand the Holy Sacrifice rune here?" He whispered, a little confused about Wang Teng's plan. Could it be that he wanted to sacrifice the entire Holy Sacrifice of God?
creak~ A corner of the copper coffin in the third generation was lifted, pouring down the light waterfall composed of runes of the holy sacrifice in the sky. The ancient history and eras of the past of God were presented one by one, and they were stamped into runes and imprinted, as if they were to be themselves.
Take possession from the source
Huang did not stop him, but just watched the runes flying all over the sky, gradually covering the heavenly realm.
When nearly half of the area was covered, the original unknown and strange aura disappeared, revealing the broken walls.
Gradually, Emperor Luo, who was originally in communication, and Menghai, the owner of the three weapons, also had a sense of emotion, and appeared in the ruins of the heavens, staring at this scene in shock.
The vastness is moving forward, and the majestic and upright back seems to support the eternal era, the vicissitudes of ancient history, and the light of the sacrifice of the Tao bloomed from His body
It's so brilliant, shining every ancient history
"Is this..." The two immortal emperors were shocked, and they showed joy as if they had thought of something.
Immediately afterwards, the ancient history was presented, and scenes were intertwined, wrapping the figure like a blooming lotus leaf, surrounding it and resonating.
"Reflecting on the God!" Menghai whispered. This is reflecting on the return of the Immortal Emperor of Heaven. The time required is naturally much shorter than the birth of the Taoist ancestor.
If He and Emperor Luo join forces to reflect the situation, it will naturally be difficult and difficult, but Huang is different. He is the Taoist sacrificer.
And there is no need to reflect the entire God like they did before, and restore the Immortal Emperor and other creatures; He just reflects the Immortal Emperors, so it will be much easier.
The two looked at each other and also came forward to help, turning into two wheels of divine suns in the heavens, shining brightly on the ruins of heaven.
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Time passes silently, and in the depths of the sea, a small boat stops, approaching like a dark and dark place
Looking closely, the true body of the huge shadow is an altar, made of unknown material, it seems to be older than the sea of sacrifice, and it is even before it
The scarlet waves surging and slammed softly, causing the ruins of civilization to splash everywhere. The black altar stood up, and looked particularly secluded in the dead and nothingness, with blood on it, but they had already dried up and became traces of black.
Although there have always been legends in both the land of misfortune and the heavens that once you step on this altar, you will be a sacrifice, and even the Immortal Emperor will never return, and blood will splatter the altar.
This is the sacrificial land, and even the Immortal Emperor can be a sacrifice, becoming the firewood that revives the inexplicable existence, and illuminates the way for His return.
But for Wang Teng in the Taoist field, it is really not a dangerous place.
He stepped on the altar from the boat, holding a stone pot in one hand and a time furnace in the other, outlining the air machine to deduce and sense the remains of this place
Walking along the black altar, you will find that this place is much wider than what the outside world observes. Even after stepping on it, it will not be smaller than God's, as if it is a world of heaven.
The difference is that there are no creatures, no other things, only a dead silence and emptiness.
When we arrived deep, the stone pot and the time furnace gradually trembled. Wang Teng controlled the flames of the sacrifice Taoist rushing in, reflecting the mysterious power hidden in the two, and spreading the entire black altar. There were gradually intertwined light and shadows to respond, presenting
The appearance of the priest of the strange race group
In the flashing and flowing scene, they seemed to have changed their past pride, and worshipped them devoutly in the altar, offering the fruits of the great sacrifice to the remaining marks of the three-time bronze coffin master.
"There is no ancestor?" Wang Teng divided the numerous pictures, traced back to the source of ancient history, and made it appear in full
Those powerful people of strange races, regarded as supreme creatures by the world, all the creatures of the road level had a solemn expression and prayed in front of the altar with awe!
Accompanied by their actions, countless blood lights rose, mixed with the wailing of ancient history and the flames of civilization, and all sank into the altar.
The enemy who died in battle, the strongest opponent, the era of change, the brilliant ancient history, the splendid civilization, etc. are all excellent sacrifices. With their residual blood and their brilliance, in this ancient
Sacrifices on the altar.
If outsiders see these scenes of the scenes buried in ancient history, they will definitely tremble and be afraid, because the strange immortal emperors who stand proudly in the heavens have actually knelt down and kowtowed in front of the altar.
High Festival!
Wang Teng, who had seen the nine ancestors use this technique, directly identified it. This fluctuation is very familiar.
For strange races, this is the most sacred ritual and there is no tolerance for any mistakes.
Gradually, the high-salutes are moving forward, as if they are going back to the first, the first high-salute.
At that time, there was not the strange immortal emperor on the altar, but the ancestor was standing, sacrificing all things, looking for things that could make the ancient altar respond.
At first, they didn't know what sacrifices were, and they were gradually trying
Wang Teng watched the cyclical sacrifice, gradually mastered the veins and fluctuations, and could simulate them with the saint sacrifice technique. Although the process was different, the only ones that changed greatly were the sacrificial objects.
When the traces of the stone jar are calmed down, He begins to mobilize the origin of the ancestors who were previously stored in the time furnace.
Sacrifices with the blood and bones of the Taoist sacrifices, this is a luxury that has never been done in the great sacrifices of all ages. I am afraid that even the ancestors themselves will not know that there will be someone who will sacrifice their origins.
"It's a pity that they are both sacrificed and sacrificed their body far away from the plateau to the Lord of the Copper Coffin, and they will probably be able to recover more from it."
He regretted that he had such thoughts
But unfortunately, the ancestors were also worshipers of Taoism. Both sides had never taken the rest of the way, so they were able to cut off this connection and get rid of it through various secret methods
raging!
The fire of the holy sacrifice burned, and the original power of the ancestors was used as a sacrifice, and it merged into the altar in the dazzling halo, becoming the best sacrifice
At the same time, they were far away on the plateau and also had a sense of inspiration and took action to cut off the connection in the dark
"Someone is tracing us with related things?" Jinlin ancestor whispered. There were only two people who could do this in the world, both of which saved the effort of suspicion.
"It's useless. As the sacrifice of the Tao, we have never completed this path in essence. If we can't affect us, we can just cut off the connection."
"But we can't be careless, we can't say what they are setting up here."
"It's just that you can use secret techniques and ancient coffins to cover yourself up. So what if they have strong combat power? Can you still compete with the power of the plateau?"
The remaining ancestors spoke one after another, manipulating the original material in the ancient coffin to cover their bodies, and hiding all the things that concern themselves. Even if they trace the source of ancient history, they will be a hole of nothingness.
Looking at their movements, the floating mist gradually faded away
The plateau consciousness is not very mature yet. At least it has only been awakened and has recovered. A trace of power has come to help the ancestors.
Normally, as long as there is no such thing as the ancestor being wiped out and the plateau being affected, he will basically not fully recover.
But once it truly recovers, the ancestor is just a product of random creation to him. Although it is not as good as the Lord of the Copper Coffin and the real level, it is also an existence with great power above the Tao of Sacrifice.
At the same time, on the altar in the depths of the sea
The sacred sacrifice fire spread from the origin of the ancestor became more and more dazzling, constantly pouring into the dark altar below, but still unable to illuminate the deep blood traces
Gradually, Wang Teng seemed to hear a faint and almost inaudible sigh, as if it were real and illusory, and in the depths of the blood-colored sacrifice sea, in front of him, at the end of the black altar.
"There is indeed a brand left here." He was shocked and began to move towards the end. Even the stone jar that had been silent all the time began to tremble, as if echoing the sigh.
At this moment, even the burning of the Holy Sacrifice Fire lost its sound, as if the meaning and concept of existence were erased in an instant.
In the empty nothingness, there is a vague figure at the end of the black altar looking back, as if looking at the road past, or as if climbing a high place to recall something
But in Wang Teng's eyes, the figure seemed to be staring at him and sighed
In an instant, the bloody waves were turbulent, silent but violent, as if a bloody sky was surging from all directions, wrapping the entire altar inside.
Sacrifice to the sea, uneasy, the place where the Immortal Emperor sacrifices is extremely gloomy
"I see."
Another hoarse whisper rang out, and after sighing, it echoed in Wang Teng's heart
Immediately afterwards, the black shadow seemed to touch Wang Teng from an inexplicable angle, and it was difficult to clearly contact with the level of the sacrifice of the Tao. It seemed to have revived with residual power, leading him to surpass the source of ancient history before he came.
In the longest node before the birth of the Three-generation bronze coffin
"Plateau? Once inhabited." Here, Wang Teng saw something different. There was a plateau outside the end of the extremely distant years.
It is the coffin site where the strange ancestors live, but at that time, there is a small courtyard accompanied by the lake, quiet and transcendent.
The former plateau was inhabited by the Lord of the bronze coffin for three generations?
In my impression, it seems that only the mysterious Lord of the Copper Coffin can do this. Is this his experience before he burned himself?
Wang Teng continued to concentrate and he believed that this would have a very important gain.
In the lake outside the courtyard, a lotus grows, sending out a fragrance. As time goes by, it changes and gives birth to the breath of reincarnation. It is amazing
And in the courtyard, a figure appeared, giving Wang Teng a feeling like a black shadow at the end of the altar.
The man had no changes at the beginning, and there was no trace of strangeness and unknownness.
Until one day, He seemed to be pursuing something, and was not willing to stop, and even sacrificed the past on the sacrifice path, and now and in the future, he sacrificed himself again, as if he was verifying what he was looking for.
After this incident, the figure seemed to have gained something and began to continue as he wanted, time and time again,
Later, when He entered the courtyard, he actually coughed and had physical problems!
This is obviously abnormal. At this level, it is a bit incredible that it will still be ill.
But the previous picture had clearly revealed the reason. Wang Teng knew that this was the reason why He sacrificed himself again on the sacrifice of the Tao, and the continuous cycle led to this change.
Perhaps such an attempt was wrong; but He was still half a step away from that level and could not comment on anything. He could only make vague speculation based on the fate of the Lord of the Copper Coffin.
However, at that level, perhaps even relevant conjectures will become fallacies and errors that cannot be touched.
"With more than one instrument like a stone pot and a time furnace?" Then, Wang Teng's eyes became hot and began to reflect blurred shadows, as if leaving traces, to pursue their whereabouts in the world
In the courtyard, there was a rough stone millstone that seemed to be able to erase all things that existed and existed. Nothing that could be thought of or described could resist the crushing of this instrument.
On it, there are traces of qi similar to the time furnace, which attracted Wang Teng's attention. If this instrument is as He guessed, it may become the key to maintaining the spiritual light of nature under the erosion of the original substance.
The figure I saw before stopped and sat cross-legged to play the piano. It was a stone zither, very primitive, but also extraordinary, magical and unrestrained
The music of the dingdong could not hide his fatigue. He was pale and sick. He should have been very elegant, but now he lacks vitality. This is caused by constant sacrifice to himself, resulting in unpredictable changes.
Beside Him, there was a stove, accompanied by bursts of fire and the echo in his palm. Wang Teng recognized it, it was the stove of time.
The rest of the people seemed to be only one flower that could attract attention. After it withered, it turned into seeds and began to grow again. The elegant man with a pale face played the piano and enjoyed the flowers. He was originally content with leisure, but because of his self-sacrifice that had never stopped, his changes became more and more
Seriously, keep frowning.
"The breath of the pollen empress." Wang Teng whispered, once just an ornamental flower, but became the seeds at the source of the pollen road in later generations.
Obviously, this flower was extraordinary back then and was loved by the Lord of the Copper Coffin and planted in the yard to watch.
Finally, after the figure sacrificed itself for countless times, everything changed, as if it had gone from nothing to something, and from something to nothing, and so on, and then to something, and it went back and forth, completely breaking what
Black blood flowed from the mouth and nose of the Lord of the Copper Coffin, and gray mist was shrouded in his body. His body became increasingly unsatisfied and he kept coughing.
In the end, He became decayed, and all kinds of problems broke out in full swing. He sought further self-sacrifice and eventually led to desolation!
On this day, He sighed and said weakly, "Will I come back?"
Next, He went out, refined bronze on the plateau, chiseled out a stone jar, and then burned himself. The ashes fell into the jar, sank into the three-level copper coffin, and buried under the plateau.
Until one day, the plateau collapsed and the copper coffin was exposed on the surface. As the terrain changed, the lid of the coffin was opened and the ashes in the stone jar sprinkled out.
After that, after endless years, outsiders finally appeared here, as if they knew the danger, and came in a closed coffin.
However, they were still eroded, stained with ashes on the plateau, undergo strange transformation, and went crazy, shattering the lotus, causing it to die for countless epochs, and then shattering the earth, and the objects in the courtyard were flying.
Fall to all parties.
"I see."
At this moment, Wang Teng also sighed like a black shadow, and he understood everything
The dark shadow that made him see this scene was undoubtedly the residual mark of the Lord of the Copper Coffin. He is far from being as simple as the Tao of sacrifice. It can be said that he has walked a farther distance
But at this moment, He was left with only traces, confused and unable to stop the strangeness and unknown, so he helped Wang Teng through this method to help him find the possibility of breaking the deadlock
Of course, this trip was not in vain. Wang Teng spread his palms and reflected three shadows.
Millets, stone zither and lotus
He imprinted the first traces and breath of the three, and was able to find them in this world and become an important force for unknown checks and balances.