In the magic circle, six figures stood there quietly like zombie puppets, their bodies surrounded by black energy, and their faces could not be seen clearly.
Linghu Jing didn't think anything of it at first, but after carefully considering Zu Jinwu's words, she found that Zu Jinwu regarded these six people as his equal.
Suddenly, a very scary thought came to mind.
Then the other six people are not also true gods, right?
"It may be a little unbelievable to you, but it is true!" Zu Jinwu seemed to be able to see through Linghu Jing's thoughts at a glance, and said sadly, "They are all my comrades, and they have all been killed in the chaos.
The gods that emerged have protected the divine world for countless epochs!”
"Ah...how could this happen? Aren't you gods? How could you become puppets?" Linghu Jing couldn't understand.
"Not counting the real body, there is only a trace of regret left!" Zu Jinwu said, "We fought with the gods of the dark world and almost died together. But we are gods after all, and they will not be completely wiped out. There will always be some traces left. However, no matter who
What no one expected was that someone would seize that opportunity to sneak attack us, and even try to imprison our residual thoughts and use them to create puppets!"
"Who is so bold and dares to design gods?" Linghu Jing felt incredible, "Could it be from the dark world?"
"No!" The Golden Crow Ancestor denied, "The gods of the dark world have also been plotted, and they are even worse than us!"
"Then why did you appear on the tenth floor of the Sainting Tower?" Linghu Jing, of course, had completely believed that this was the tenth floor of the Sainting Tower, otherwise there wouldn't be no one there and there would be such a weird mechanism hidden there.
"I don't know either!" The Golden Crow Ancestor shook his head, "My current state is incomplete, and many memories have disappeared. If your Golden Crow Holy Flame hadn't resonated with me and helped me out of trouble, I'm afraid I would still be just a puppet.
That formation is bound!"
"That's right!" Linghu Jing suddenly said, "Ancestor, how is my friend? You just attacked him..."
"Is that your friend?" Zu Jinwu said, "It's a good seedling, but it's a pity... Although the seven of us only have one residual thought left and our strength is extremely weak, that kind of attack is not something that ordinary people can withstand!"
"Is there really no way to save it? He is not only my friend, he also saved me!" Linghu Jing was unwilling to give in and felt extremely uncomfortable.
"Give up, I can't feel any of his breath anymore..." the Golden Crow Ancestor comforted.
But suddenly, he looked startled again and looked at the annihilation hole in the center of the formation in surprise.
Suddenly, black thunder and fire intertwined, the void continued to vibrate, and countless light particles scattered around the annihilation hole, forming a magnificent spectacle.
In Linghu Jing's expectant look, and in Zu Jinwu's contemplative gaze, a disappearing figure stepped out of the hole, exuding the power of taboo.
Peng!
The air pressure was overwhelming, the magic circle on the ground was destroyed, the light seemed to be dimmed a lot, and the six puppets wrapped in black energy were knocked back several steps.
"Xiao Chen, are you not dead?" Linghu Jing was overjoyed, her eyes filled with excitement.
"Little bird, I just saved you, and you cursed me to death. Do you have any conscience?" Xiao Chen was in the airflow of particles intertwined with thunder and fire, and glanced at her.
"No, I thought you..." Linghu Jing hurriedly explained, not caring at all about Xiao Chen's title, and even felt it was very cordial.
"Are you still alive?" Zu Jinwu stared at Xiao Chen with a strange expression.
He originally thought that Xiao Chen was just a slightly talented junior, but now it seems that he was mistaken.
It's unusual to survive that kind of attack.
"Is cursing people a tradition of your Golden Crow lineage? Can you each say a word?" Xiao Chen said angrily.
"Xiao Chen, he is the ancestor of my Golden Crow tribe and one of the gods in the past!" Linghu Jing reminded hurriedly.
"I know, I heard your conversation just now!" Xiao Chen nodded, looked at Zu Jinwu, and said regretfully, "It's a pity that it's just a trace of regret, and his strength is almost exhausted. And after so many years of slavery, being suddenly liberated by you is equal to
The returning light will probably dissipate soon!"
"Ah?" Linghu Jing was startled and looked at Zu Jinwu.
Could it be that instead of saving the ancestor, she harmed him?
Is the ancestor going to disappear completely?
"Young man, you are really not simple!" Zu Jinwu felt more and more that Xiao Chen was an extraordinary person, and comforted Linghu Jing, "Don't blame yourself, you have indeed done a good thing. I would rather die immediately than
I was enslaved without any dignity and turned into a puppet. Now I am extremely relaxed!"
"But..." Linghu Jing lowered her head, unable to let go.
"Okay, I can still hold on for a while. Now let's find a way to save your friend. Aren't you worried about him?" Zu Jinwu said.
Hearing this, Linghu Jing immediately cheered up, looked at Xiao Chen who was still trapped in the formation, and hurriedly asked: "First Ancestor, how can we save him?"
"You are not as strong as the Holy King, so it is really difficult to deal with it!" Zu Jinwu frowned and thought, feeling that it was difficult.
He doesn't understand this formation thoroughly, and with his current ability, he can't break it at all.
"You two, don't be stupid, I can handle it on my own and I don't need your help!" Xiao Chen said, "You can find a way out on your own!"
Zu Jinwu was startled: "What are you going to do?"
Xiao Chen glanced at the six puppets and said with great interest: "I want to try my hand. This is the first time I have encountered an enemy who can defeat Huang Tian Wudao!"
"Don't be ridiculous, you can't defeat them in this formation!" Zu Jinwu said.
"Really?" When Xiao Chen heard this, he also lowered his head and looked at the magic circle at his feet, and pondered, "Is it just a matter of destroying the magic circle?"
"Theoretically, that's the case. You and I can attack both inside and outside and attack the magic circle at the same time. It might be effective!" Zu Jinwu suggested.
"You're already like this, it's better to save some energy!" Xiao Chen rejected Zu Jinwu's proposal, waved his hand to receive the holy energy of the universe, and a giant ax exuding infinite holy energy appeared in his hand.
Taihuang Good Fortune Ax.
"That ax..." Zu Jinwu was surprised, remembering a rumor that had never been confirmed.
Rumble!
Suddenly, the entire Sainting Tower shook violently, as if resonating with the Taihuang Creation Ax. Endless sacred energy gathered, causing the Taihuang Creation Ax to display unprecedented power.
"It unfolded unexpectedly!" Xiao Chen was also a little surprised, but without thinking much, he slashed directly towards the magic circle with the ax he was preparing.
But suddenly, the magic circle seemed to sense something, and it instantly disappeared and disappeared.
Xiao Chen struck the ground with an axe, and all the energy was absorbed by the ground, or in other words absorbed by the rules of the Sainthood Tower, without causing much damage.
"Such a thief?"
Xiao Chen looked at the disappearing magic circle, his expression not very good.
That magic circle seems to have self-awareness. It can appear on its own initiative, sense danger, and disappear on its own initiative. (To be continued)