Chapter 452: Evil God Thought (Auspicious Year of the Tiger!)
Chapter 452 The Thoughts of the Evil God (Auspicious Year of the Tiger!)
Xu Dao stared blankly at the scene in the mansion. Pure white flames filled his eyes, and the ferocious and painful faces were hovering in the flames.
The old woman's Yin spirit is also among them. It is the main body of the pure white fire pillar. The body is wax, the head is the wick, and the white hair rises up, which is the flame.
The entire mansion trembled with excitement. The bluestone floor was lifted layer by layer, and the thick spiritual patterns underneath were clearly displayed, and the energy was steaming.
When Xu Dao came back to his senses, he glanced at the physical bodies of the Taoist disciples and found that they had turned into things like clay puppets. They were sitting cross-legged on the ground, their heads drooped, and blood dripping from their mouths and noses.
The pure white spiritual patterns on the ground were stained by the blood, adding a touch of enchanting beauty.
After the beam of light rose up here, the starry formation on the main island in the distance was added. The faces in the formation suddenly became much clearer, and the energy was strong, and the roar of the Golden Ou Venerable was heard:
"Trash, trash! Why is there another pillar!"
Just when Xu Dao was startled, wondering if he would be angered by the Golden Ou Venerable here, other remote islands that were originally dead seemed to be encouraged by the island where Xu Dao was located.
Within a dozen breaths, a remote island shook violently, and another beam of light rose up.
Next, within a hundred breaths of time, three more remote islands raised light pillars one after another and merged into the star formation, serving as the horns of the formation.
The entire formation impressively already has nine "white jade pillars" supporting the sky. Most of the main island is wrapped in the formation, and the energy is even more solid. The human face shown in it,
It is also more clearly visible.
The huge human face was lifelike, in the shape of a woman. The white hair on the back of its head surged up, turning into countless spikes like meteor showers, fiercely killing the Golden Ou Venerable.
Upon seeing this, Venerable Jin Ou chose not to resist, but to break away from the formation.
However, it collided within the nine formation pillars and was unable to knock down any of the formation light pillars. It could only hover over the main island of stars and continue to fight with the human face embodied by the formation.
Fortunately, the main island of Stars is huge. Even though the Golden Ou Venerable and the Formation Human Face are huge, there is enough space on the main island for them to fight, and they will not feel like they are locked in a narrow cage.
Rumble! The huge vibration sound spread from the main island to more than a dozen surrounding remote islands.
Xu Dao turned his gaze away from the main island, looked at the light pillar standing in front of him again, and subconsciously stepped forward and walked into the courtyard.
Accidentally, he "stepped" on the corpses of many Taoist disciples, and under his feet were the heads hanging down, a mass of blackness.
Hesitation flashed in his eyes.
Logically speaking, allowing the old woman and many Taoist disciples to successfully raise the formation's light pillar was already a dereliction of duty on his part. The most important thing he should do now is to make up for his mistake and find a way to collapse the light pillar and weaken the huge formation.
But Xu Dao recalled in his mind the ghostly appearance of the old woman and the scene of all the Taoist disciples going to their deaths, and he hesitated in his heart.
Not everyone can be so fearless of life and death, let alone in the West Sea.
Moreover, those Taoist disciples did not want to be controlled by the secret method, but pure self-sacrifice, voluntarily using their souls and spirits as fuel to help the foundation-building old woman ignite a corner of the formation.
Xu Dao thought to himself: "Could it be that there is really an orthodox immortal power? In other words, the so-called 'demon extermination' of Qianlong Pavilion is actually the annihilation of the orthodox immortal power..."
He couldn't help but doubt who was the evil devil.
If Fanxing Island is evil, then he should exterminate the opponent even if it is not to complete the mission;
And if Fanxing Island is one of the few orthodox immortals in the West Sea, then on the basis of protecting oneself wisely, he should find every way to let go.
Soon, Xu Dao suddenly had an idea in his mind, that is, Qianlong Pavilion is definitely not a positive force. It belongs to Haishi, and Haishi is a chaotic and neutral force in the West Sea. Nothing cannot be bought and sold, and it is far from being a positive force.
right way.
In the entire Western Sea, there has long been no room for the existence of the right path.
As for the Taoist priests and Taoist disciples in the mansion who moved Xu Dao, they used their souls and spirits to ignite the formations when they disagreed with each other. Regardless of whether it was correct or not, this move also made Xu Dao feel a little creepy and revealed something strange.
the taste of.
But this does not mean that the Taoist priests and disciples of Fanxing Island are all demons. If you think about it on the bright side, these people are decisive and fearless, and they are willing to sacrifice their lives to help and kill the demons together.
Maybe the situation is more complicated and doesn't have to be either/or.
All these things made Xu Dao's thoughts confused and his mood complicated.
The only thing he feels happy about now is that
After he came to this island, although he acted recklessly, he did not kill any living people on the island. Even when he completed the task, he chose to destroy the formation instead of killing anyone.
In this way, Xu Dao not only avoided bloodshed, but also preserved a large amount of mana, and had enough energy to face the upcoming changes.
With his mind spinning, Xu Daoan said: "Since you can't tell the difference between good and bad and can't make up your mind, then don't take it. Just sit on the mountain and watch the fight between tigers and wait for the situation to become clear."
Moreover, as a foundation-building Taoist priest, although he is the main force, in a fight at the Golden Core level, his status and strength are only so small, and getting involved randomly is a recipe for death.
When the final situation became clear, whether it was Qianlong Pavilion's defeat or Fanxing Island's defeat, he immediately had a choice, either to "add insult to injury" or to escape without worrying about it anymore.
Then Xu Dao's face became calmer. He looked at the old woman who was still holding the white flame high. The other woman froze. The Yin Shen's face was changing from a prime minister to a chicken-skinned and white-haired woman. She was aging at a speed visible to the naked eye.
, it is estimated that it will become as old as its physical body in a short time.
Xu Dao bowed slightly to this, made a bow, and then retreated nearly a thousand feet, sitting cross-legged between the main island and the remote island, taking the time to watch the war and wait patiently.
On other remote islands, there were loud sounds of fire.
On the main island of Stars, huge sounds continued to be heard.
Venerable Golden Ou was trapped in the huge formation, but he did not panic.
It flapped its wings patiently and started a war of attrition with the formation. It repeatedly made arrogant remarks and provoked the Taoist priests on the island in order to consume as much power as possible.
Jin Ou doesn't believe that a mere formation can outshine a living Jindan Taoist in terms of consumption.
In addition to fighting with the human face embodied in the formation, Venerable Golden Ou hovered on the main island of stars. He would also thrust his teeth downward every time, scoop up large handfuls of living people from the island, and chew them into pieces.
To make up for the blood food consumed.
"Hahaha!" Wanton laughter rang out from Venerable Jin Ou's mouth: "Your formations are quite mysterious. After I break the formation, I must tame you and become my formation slaves!"
Such a scene made Xu Dao, who was sitting quietly and watching, frown. He deeply forgot to take a look at the scene of the golden gull chewing up a living person, and then lowered his eyes.
The mana and vitality of the Golden elixir realm far exceed the imagination of low-level Taoists.
According to records in Taoist books, there was a golden elixir Taoist who practiced martial arts. He fought with a demonic beast that was also a golden elixir in the lake for three days and three nights. He drank the lake water thirsty and devoured the sun and the moon.
Completely beheaded.
During the battle, the blood of the two flowed and grew, eventually replacing the entire lake's water.
There may be some exaggeration in this, but in a Jindan level battle, it is very possible to fight for several days and nights, unless one of the parties has a decisive back-up move.
Therefore, if the battle on the main island continues for several days and nights, even if those mortals are not dug out and eaten by the Golden Ou Lord, they will be affected by the aftermath and die completely.
Sighing lightly, Xu Dao couldn't care about these things now. He could only sit on a remote island and watch the battle on the island.
Suddenly, Xu Dao, who was sitting quietly, opened his eyes wide and said in surprise: "Is there something wrong with the mortals on this remote island?"
It was a group of tooth generals and scale soldiers who were searching for spiritual objects for him on a remote island. They returned to him and brought him unusual news.
Xu Dao frowned slightly and immediately decided: "Go and take a look first."
Soon, he left the center of the remote island and flew to a gathering place of mortals.
These gathering places are similar to those in other places in the West Sea. Mortals live in circles of huge forts, which are convenient for gathering, can also resist wild beasts and small ferocious beasts, and are also convenient for supporting their forces and counting their numbers.
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But when Xu Dao's spiritual consciousness scanned in, he immediately understood what anomaly the tooth general and the scale soldiers were pointing to.
All the mortals in the Wubao were kneeling in the open space in the middle of the Wubao, surrounding a wooden statue in the middle, chanting in their mouths, and praying non-stop.
What surprised Xu Dao even more was that the wooden statue was holding flowers and smiling, and its face was clearly that of the old woman in the mansion, but she looked like a yin god in her prime and with exquisite facial features.
Many mortals kowtowed and grabbed the ground with their heads, piously and solemnly.
Xu Dao was surprised. He was mainly surprised at the piety of mortals.
The forces that support mortals in the West Sea will not manage their image well among the mortal group, but will only collect blood taxes on a regular basis.
Currently, Fanxing Island is in turmoil, and the "immortal masters" are unlucky. It's too late for the fostered mortals to be happy, and they should never bow down and pray devoutly.
A thought flashed through Xu Dao's mind: "Unless they are not raised."
Touched in his heart, he immediately took steps and walked around the remote island. His consciousness scanned one fort after another and found a more important piece of evidence.
Those are the mortals on the island. There are actually many old people among them, and some even live to be over sixty years old. In order to ensure that there is no big deviation in age, Xu Dao also specially scanned the bone age of each other.
In the West Sea, the life span of mortals is short. What people need is for mortals to grow rapidly one after another. In the major breeding areas, except for the "old people" with old faces, there will never be real old people, and their life span is generally only
Only at the age of thirty.
After a quick inspection, Xu Dao was convinced that the mortals on the island he was on were not raised in captivity, but were in a normal state of reproduction and survival, but the conditions were much more difficult than those in the villages and towns of Wu State.
Now he believed most of it: "This island is really a rare orthodox force in the Western Sea, and it still adheres to the orthodox cultivation of immortality."
"No wonder the information I collected about Fanxing Island before setting off was all sketchy, not even much about its customs... But this island is one of the 108 islands, so it shouldn't be unknown."
"I think it's either the other islands in the West China Sea that are crowding it out, or it's the island that is actively closing itself off and keeping a low profile."
At this time, Xu Dao looked at the ruined Star Islands in Huoqi and the still energetic Venerable Golden Ou on the main island, and his expression became more complicated.
Unexpectedly, the first mission he took on in Haishi was to destroy a rare orthodox immortal path.
When Xu Dao hesitated whether he should pack up as many mortals on the island as possible and put them under the banners to protect them, the huge formation of stars shook violently a few times.
The Star Formation was originally a majestic qi machine. After one or two hours of maintenance, the light beam became dim, the qi machine became depressed, and the spiritual light began to shake.
Near Xu Dao, the old woman Yinshen standing in the center of the mansion also became wrinkled, just like her decayed body, or even worse.
All the Taoist priests in the entire archipelago thought: "The formation on Fanxing Island is going to fail." Some of them either breathed a sigh of relief, laughed out loud, or frowned.
But at this time, when the mortals on the remote islands in various places saw the formation shaking, they kowtowed on the ground one after another and shouted: "The eternal stars, burn my sick body, eliminate demons and subjugate them, in order to feed all gods!"
One sentence after another, overlapping voices sounded on the remote island.
In addition to his calls, there seemed to be leaders who stood up and said: "The immortal master is dead, and the time has come for us to sacrifice our lives for righteousness!"
The mortals danced a strange and eccentric dance around the wooden sculpture in the center of Wubao. Then, white silk threads slowly grew out of the back of the wooden sculpture's head and were inserted into their skulls. Then the aura stirred, and the white threads
Quickly turns scarlet.
This is not only true for the remote island where Xu Dao is located, but also for the remote islands where other Taoist priests are located.
After a Taoist priest from Qianlong Pavilion discovered this situation, he immediately banned the mortals from worshiping the wood carvings and burned the wood carvings with force. However, the number of mortals on any island was no less than 100,000, and the gathering points were scattered. The Taoist priests from Qianlong Pavilion temporarily
I can't handle it even for a while.
So when the blood of the mortals was sucked dry by the white silk threads, the shaking star formation stabilized again, causing Venerable Golden Ou, who was about to counterattack, to roar angrily.
Moreover, after absorbing enough essence and blood, the expressions of the wooden sculptures in the Wubao suddenly became distorted. They no longer cared about whether the people around them were dancing or not, but grabbed them all and started sucking blood and plundering them.
Such scenes and methods are obviously not done by orthodox immortals, but by evil gods, which are squeezing and killing people.
After Xu Dao noticed it, he immediately took action, destroyed a fort and broke off the wooden sculptures in it.
And when a wooden sculpture was broken, a blood-red ball of light suddenly emerged from the inside, turning into a ferocious old woman's face, and suddenly it was about to fly up.
Xu Dao quickly took action and managed to get the ball of blood-red light in his hand. After carefully identifying it, he shouted in surprise: "Soul, Can Nian, Spiritual Root?"
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