The skeleton exploded, and a large cloud of black smoke rose up, all of which turned into the image of a ghost and demon, with a ferocious and terrifying face. Countless white bone powder fragments shot out in all directions. Zhou Qing raised the Seven Treasures Tree and brushed it again. His eyes lit up, black smoke and bone powder fragments.
Everything was reduced to nothing in the auspicious divine light.
The movement of the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree is elegant and light, without any pyrotechnics. It is not as powerful as other magic weapons. The light of the treasure strikes people, with a fierce and domineering air. Zhou Qing brushes it gently, as if it is light.
He is as smooth as dust, cool and calm, and he is completely like a master of a generation.
All the disciples of Xuanwu Old Taoist were dumbfounded. He destroyed the opponent's magic weapon with just two swipes. It was simply too shocking. If an ordinary cultivator would have paid it back, the opponent was a powerful bear who lived in the Palace of Paradise in the North Pole.
King, the overlord of one side, those magic weapons are extremely powerful. Didn’t you see that the two pale and smelly thin threads are not afraid of Tushita Fire? The entire sect and the Three Saints of Tianshui couldn’t care less about watching the fight between Xuanwu Old Taoist and Dali Xiong King.
, all looked at the stick in Zhou Qing’s hand that looked like a tree but not a tree, and looked like a bamboo but not a bamboo, with expressions of surprise and confusion on their faces.
At this time, all the brilliance of the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree has faded, and nothing powerful can be seen, and no one knows what magic weapon it is.
In the blink of an eye, the skeleton was destroyed, and the strong bear king was angry and angry, roaring: "You want to bully the minority! Old Xuanwu, I didn't expect that you are also a despicable villain!" Two pale and smelly thin lines suddenly flicked,
Escaped from the entanglement of Tushita Fire, it was sucked into the nostrils by the powerful Bear King.
"These two thin lines are the special skill of King Dali Xiong. They are to collect the unique Taiyin magnetism in the Arctic. They are somewhat similar to the two-pole black magnetism in the old thief Nibao bottle of Wuzhen, but they are more
Vicious and vicious, they were collected by the powerful bear king and sacrificed with evil magic to make them even more fierce. They specialize in defiling magic weapons and flying swords. No matter how powerful a cultivator is, if they get even a little bit of it, their body will collapse and their essence will collapse.
They were all sucked away, and even the soul could hardly escape. Every time one was killed, the thin thread became more powerful, and the color and shape also faded. It was invisible to the naked eye, leaving only a fishy smell. If it was refined to a great level, it would become invisible and insubstantial.
The stench has all disappeared, killing people is invisible. It is the most vicious thing. However, the stench can be smelled. It is obvious that the guy has not reached a great level of sacrifice. Moreover, even if it is a great level, you have this Seven Treasures Tree to protect you, and there is nothing he can do.
you!"
The ancestor of the Blue God was hiding in Zhou Qing's sleeves and had a clear view of the fight. He did not answer Zhou Qing's previous questions and just explained to Zhou Qing on his own.
Zhou Qing was shocked: "Who are you? You also know about the Seven Treasures Tree! You also know about the underworld. Come tell me quickly, otherwise I will refine you into a magic weapon, and your soul will be eaten by gods and demons.
If you don’t enter reincarnation, you will live forever. You will not be able to live or die!” Zhou Qing called the Blue God Ancestor with a dark and ferocious tone, but his expression was solemn. Fortunately, others could not hear this, otherwise he would have been seriously injured.
I'm surprised, I can't figure out whether this person is Shura or Buddha.
In order to demonstrate, Zhou Qing also deliberately released the ferocious aura from the avatar of the gods and demons in the ancient capital on the Dutian Pluto flag, letting the ancestor of the Blue God know that what he said was true.
"Oh! Boy, how can you be so sacred? Not only do you have the Seven Treasures Tree, but you can also activate the evil power of the gods in the sky. It's ridiculous! A disaster is about to happen to you. Immortals and Buddhas will not be able to tolerate you, and your body and soul will be destroyed.
I don’t even know it, I’m kept in the dark, and yet I’m threatening my ancestor! I’m afraid I don’t know how to write the word death! Chatter! Chatter!”
The ancestor of the Blue God felt the evil aura of the Dutian God and Demon. First he trembled all over, then he was startled. Finally, he was not afraid of Zhou Qing's threat at all, and instead laughed strangely. "You are the ancestor and I don't know the technique you practice?"
When you were fighting with that toad, Ancestor, I could clearly see it, and I had an impression of you, Ancestor of Dharmakaya!"
"You haven't survived the heavenly tribulation yet, hehe, ancestor, I know that the real strength of your body is not inferior to this stupid bear. Even the old turtle Xuanwu has survived two small heavenly tribulations. His strength
But it’s not as good as you. Do you know why you haven’t sensed the catastrophe yet? Chat! Chat!”
The ancestor of the Blue God suddenly stopped transmitting the message, but when he said something, he spoke to Zhou Qing's heart. Theoretically speaking, when you reach the middle stage of returning to the void, you should feel your own heavenly tribulation. Zhou Qing's current Dharmakaya's strength has gone through several times.
After a series of fighting tests, he was already in the middle stage of returning to the void, and even exceeded it. Why was there no sign of the coming catastrophe? Zhou Qing did not believe that his relationship with God was so good that he would not even let go of the catastrophe.
, even for monks who have accumulated boundless merits and virtues, there will still be catastrophes, but the more merits accumulated, the less powerful the tribulations will be.
Since Zhou Qing started practicing Taoism, he has killed people, stolen goods, cut off roads and robbed people. Not to mention his merits, his sins are too numerous to list.
Just as he was about to continue to ask for more information, he heard the Strong Bear King shout again: "Okay, how dare you destroy my five-skull heart-locking hammer. I am incompatible with you!"
The old Taoist Xuanwu flicked the lantern with his finger: "King Xiong, you are still the leader of the Arctic monks and the overlord among my overseas monks, but you actually hurt people after a disagreement. You said it warmly before, but it is also true.
As a person with evil thoughts, Fellow Daoist Zhou is indeed right, you have ulterior motives and are pregnant with evil intentions!"
Seeing that King Powerful Bear had closed two thin lines, the old Xuanwu Taoist didn't want to take action. His skills and Taoist skills were not as good as King Powerful Bear. He relied on the magic of the Eight Scenery Lanterns and Tushita's Purifying Fire to fight evenly. If it was a real battle between lives, he would suffer the loss.
It is definitely not the Powerful Bear King. Even with the help of the Three Saints of Tianshui and Zhou Qing, death and injury are inevitable. It is not fun for a master in the late stage of returning to the void to fight for his life.
Seeing that the old Taoist Xuanwu did not take action, the Three Saints of Tianshui did not take action either. They just surrounded the Strong Bear King in the middle and waited for Zhou Qing to speak. This place was already Zhou Qing's territory, and of course the owner must be punished.
"Okay! You all rely on the power of magic weapons to deal with me. Do you really think that this is the only way I can conquer the world?"
When King Dali Xiong heard the words of the old Xuanwu Taoist, he was furious. He muttered words in his mouth, pointed out the magic formula, and a three-inch-sized magic flag appeared in his hand.
The flags are made of skeletons, and the white bones are covered with red talismans, which look like fresh human blood or bright cinnabar. As soon as this white bone flag-shaped magic weapon comes out, a faint and subtle sound ripples throughout the entire hall.
It was extremely strange, and everyone's souls were about to move, as if they were throwing themselves into the flags following the sound.