As if he heard Tang Xuanming's complaints, the vine that had reached the sky just now and was thicker than a mountain suddenly shrank rapidly like a deflated rubber ball, and in the blink of an eye it returned to a sickly appearance that was no more than five or six feet long.
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The master of Butian Pavilion suddenly had tears in his eyes, wishing he could grab the ground with his head and exchange his own life for the health of the sacrificial spirit.
"The sacrificial spirit is already on the verge of death, but he is still fighting to the death to buy time for Butian Pavilion. What kind of emotion is this."
A group of big shots all had this thought in their hearts. They were so moved that they could not speak. They all looked excited.
Until the weak voice of the sacrificial spirit came.
"Go ahead and make arrangements for Butian Pavilion's funeral. I don't have much time to buy you. I'm not here to let you cry and moan."
A group of senior executives left with tears in their eyes, and only Tang Xuanming, who looked innocent, stayed.
Seeing that there was no one here, Tang Xuanming pointed to the sky speechlessly. The strange phenomenon caused by the wings of the sky-swallowing bird above his head had not disappeared. It was still a large black area and said: "You killed a powerful person with such a violent attitude."
We are offering sacrifices to the spirits, and there are so many big shots watching, aren’t we afraid that they will become suspicious?”
"No, interests have blinded their eyes, preventing them from seeing the truth of the matter clearly.
The more powerful I try to kill my opponents, the more they will suspect that I am strong but not strong, and the more they will come to test me."
"Isn't that what you said before? You also said before that they wouldn't come over if you didn't pretend to be dead."
Tang Xuanming was speechless, but when he heard the Butian Pavilion offer sacrifices to the spirit, he smiled: "From ancient times to now, no matter whether it is normal or abnormal circumstances, I should be dead. This is what they believe most.
As long as this suspicion remains, they will continue to test it."
The words used to worship the spirit were plain, but they gradually took on a hint of murderous intent.
"Before they are sure of the truth, they can seduce and kill as many opponents as they can. I think that at least we can clean up all the enemies that Butian Pavilion has offended for thousands of years."
Tang Xuanming couldn't help but shudder. Looking at the sacrificial spirit with divine light reaching the sky, he deeply felt the difference between the top figures in this world who were killed out of blood and killing.
boom!
A piece of golden bone was dragged out of the dirt by the sacrificial spirit and thrown in front of Tang Xuanming.
The resurrected and high-spirited big man said naturally: "It is a piece of Kunpeng's treasure bone. The inscriptions in it are not very clear and it is difficult to sense, but the treasure you have comprehended is close to the Kunpeng's treasure. Maybe
You can understand something."
Tang Xuanming was ecstatic in his heart, but he didn't show anything on his face.
One of the ten evil treasures, the most powerful treasure in this world, it can be regarded as a huge opportunity, right in front of him at this moment.
Of course, this golden Kunpeng treasure bone does not contain much information at all. You can only feel the Kunpeng's breath more when you carry it with you, allowing Tang Xuanming to further complete the incomplete Kunpeng treasure technique. If you want to rely on a piece of Kunpeng treasure bone,
Bones understands the real Kunpeng magic. Unless Tang Xuanming becomes the Immortal King, there is no need to even think about it.
"But this is more than half done, and we are much ahead of our peers."
Holding the Kunpeng treasure bone, Tang Xuanming just sat next to the sacrificial spirit. The area where the sacrificial spirit was located was the best place for enlightenment in Butian Pavilion, but others did not have the same treatment as Tang Xuanming. Even if they wanted to practice here,
There is no qualification and no chance.
call!
The dark sky suddenly became brighter, and Tang Xuanming raised his head to look at the sky. The sky-swallowing bird that originally blocked the sky and prevented any light from shining through it had disappeared at some point.
An aura that made Tang Xuanming's heart beat with fear was quickly leaving.
In front of Butian Pavilion's mountain gate, a humanoid creature suddenly disappeared without a trace.
Before leaving, he only left his cold words.
"Isn't this old immortal monster completely dead? He actually tricked a powerful man to death."
The sky-swallowing bird's voice was ferocious and bloodthirsty: "Butian Pavilion is destined to be destroyed in my hands. You were severely damaged in that ancient station. You have survived until now. How many more people can you kill with your plan?"
"When you are too old to look like you, you will be watching the destruction of Butian Pavilion."
At the same time, characters were leaving in different directions.
All major forces are either overtly or covertly eyeing the declining Butian Pavilion, waiting for the final blow to destroy everything.
After this day, a group of disciples of Butian Pavilion were all excited. The sacrificial spirit, who was originally thought to be dead or silent, suddenly showed his power and killed a powerful man in the wilderness, which was like a shot in the arm for all the disciples.
But only the senior officials of Butian Pavilion were worried all day long, occasionally wandering around the ancient courtyard but not daring to go deep. There was also an old man crying silently beside the ancient courtyard.
Tang Xuanming was very calm during this period, and time passed quickly.
It took him two months to comprehend the Kunpeng treasure bone in Butian Pavilion.
There are not many runes contained in Kunpeng's bones, but more of them allow Tang Xuanming to feel Kunpeng's aura and unique temperament.
Two months have passed, and the Kun Peng hatched in Tang Xuanming's cave has become more and more similar. There is no obstacle in the transformation between the golden Peng bird and the black giant Kun.
When it transforms into a golden-winged roc, it has the ultimate speed of heaven and earth; when it transforms into a black giant kun, it can easily set off huge waves.
The peaceful time did not last too long.
In the third month after Tang Xuanming obtained Kunpeng's treasured bones, the most terrifying battle broke out deep in the forbidden area of Butian Pavilion, and the entire area of the ancient courtyard was razed to the ground.
Tang Xuanming had no way to intervene, and even the top management of Butian Pavilion had very few people who could intervene, so they could only watch from the sidelines.
Tang Xuanming only knew that the battle lasted for a day, and the blood-colored rain fell for a long time afterwards. When Tang Xuanming walked into the ancient courtyard deep in the forbidden area of Butian Pavilion again, everything returned to its original state.
The sacrificial spirit once again returned to its sickly appearance, except that there were human bones beside it.
This time, Mr. Liu was a little horrified, his eyes burst out with bright light, and he kept staring at the sacrificial spirit that seemed to be about to die at any time.
Killing a powerful man suddenly may be said to be a rejuvenation for the soul, but fighting a powerful man for a day without showing any sign of fatigue or weakness is a bit hard to see through.
"Sacrifice the spirit, you..."
"Don't ask. If you ask, you will die soon."
Before Liu Lao finished speaking, the sacrificial spirit quickly blocked his mouth.
The vine lying on the pile of rocks twitched feebly twice, just like a person taking his last breath, twitching twice instinctively.
No matter how much Mr. Liu asked after that, the sacrificial spirit did not answer, as if he had completely passed out.