?As the crown prince of a subjugated country, Dongjun, the significance of the Donghuang Bell to him is equivalent to the jade seal passed down to the country.
When the Eastern Emperor died in the past, the Eastern Emperor Bell was not passed down directly to protect this only son.
The Demon Court prospered but declined, falling into the mortal world overnight. As a divine weapon, the Donghuang Bell was coveted by too many great powers.
Once it is passed on to Dongjun, he will definitely not survive the Lich Tribulation.
Dongjun knew his father's painstaking efforts, endured the humiliation, and worshiped the Taoist sect together with Lu Ya. He was taught the method of killing three corpses.
Unity and the qualification to inherit the origin are all for the purpose of advancing to the realm of Hunyuan Dao.
The Donghuang Bell is also a key part.
The artifact contains the origin. The difficulty is absolutely different between absorbing this origin into the body, controlling it and advancing to the Tao realm, and directly absorbing the origin in the world.
To put it simply, one is domesticated and the other is wild.
There is still hope for the former, but there is almost no hope for the latter.
Therefore, the artifact is also called the treasure of enlightenment.
Now Yuqing's disciples want to take the Donghuang Bell, which is to seize his father's relics and prevent him from becoming enlightened. He will fight to the death!
"Come die!"
Emperor Fuso was furious, and his five fingers fell down again. The creation changed, time and space became chaotic, and a terrifying force of intertwining and distortion twisted the surrounding void, revealing tiny cracks.
"Hold!"
Seeing the powerful appearance, Wei Hu sighed, knowing that the Donghuang Bell would never have a chance to pass through his hands. The immortals were also very frustrated, but they did not panic. Wuji apricot yellow flags were waved, and thousands of golden lotuses were spinning, waiting for reinforcements from the division.
It has to be said that the Five Directions Flag is indeed a defensive treasure. There is obviously a huge gap in cultivation between the two sides. Emperor Fusang's powerful attack was actually blocked and could not harm the immortals at all.
But Emperor Fusang turned a blind eye and took the photo again with his palm having no effect.
His divine power was surging and vast, encompassing the world like chaos, making the already dark Gui Xu become even more chaotic, and even the endless river of time seemed to be stirred into a lump.
As a result, Guixu was turbulent, and the invisible and formless aura of Mo Dharma boiled, turning into jet-black streams of light and surrounding it.
"Are you crazy?"
This scene was truly terrifying. The corpses of the Chaos Demon Gods trembled violently, and for a moment a group of demons danced wildly, as if they had returned to the beginning of the sky. Huang Tianhua screamed in surprise.
This kind of reckless fighting style is simply going to kill us all. However, the next moment, he realized something was wrong: "The aura of the end of the law did not attack it, it is coming towards us!"
The Wuji Xinghuang Banner is indeed a defensive treasure. Even Gu Cheng's Human Emperor Sword cannot break through its absolute defense, and it can even suppress the aura of the Mofa.
But precisely because it is the nemesis of the apocalypse, it is the target of public criticism in Guixu.
Water can extinguish fire, but when the flames surge into the sky, it can also burn the sky and boil the sea. A flag of apricot and apricot comes to the base camp of the corpse of the Chaos Demon God, which is not the most arrogant provocation.
Suddenly, the aura of the Mo Dharma turned into countless demonic shadows, rushing towards them like a tidal wave, endlessly slapping on thousands of golden lotuses.
Under the horrified gaze of the immortals in Yuqing, the golden lotuses of merit, which were invulnerable to all things, actually began to disappear.
Emperor Fusang was also attacked, but the small green lamp suspended beside him also had a great origin. It was called the Cuiguang Liangyi Lamp. It was one of the four major spiritual lanterns along with the Baolian Lamp, the Eight Views Palace Lamp, and the Coffin Lamp.
It is a thing from the Eastern Emperor's palace.
With his powerful cultivation, he activated this spiritual lamp and was able to expel the aura of the apocalypse in a short period of time. He seized the opportunity and pounced on the Donghuang Bell, his eyes full of fire.
boom!
Unexpectedly, at this moment, a small seal burst out of the air and hit Emperor Fusang's heart.
However, Lei Zhenzi sacrificed Fantianyin and counterattacked at this time.
He knew the gap between himself and Emperor Fusang, but he kept silent until the enemy's attention shifted to the artifact, and he killed him.
This magic weapon was refined by Patriarch Yuqing from the broken pillars of Buzhou Mountain. It is so powerful that even if a powerful person hits it hard, he will still be seriously injured and may even be in danger of falling.
"Not all of Yuqing's disciples are trash!"
However, Emperor Fusang didn't even look back, he sneered and his whole body rippled.
No matter how long Fan Tianyin gathered his momentum, the attack was an illusion and had no merit.
Under the desperate gazes of the immortals, the real body of Emperor Fusang, with fluttering robes, walked out from another direction and pressed his five fingers against the bell.
Unexpectedly, at this moment, the old Fan Tian Seal was used to turn around, and it instantly crossed the void and hit the Cuiguang Liangyi lamp directly.
puff!
How could this spiritual lamp withstand the heavy blows of the killing weapon? The light fluttered uncertainly and was about to be extinguished.
The overwhelming aura of apocalypse picked up the soul and ate it, and immediately separated some parts and rushed towards Emperor Fusang.
Trapped in a cocoon!
"Guangchengzi! You are hiding in Fantian Seal!"
Emperor Fusang was furious and looked at Fan Tianyin.
After the words fell, Fantian Seal turned inside out, and a Taoist with white beard and hair, an immortal Taoist spirit, walked out. It was the good corpse of Guangchengzi. He bowed his head and said: "Your Excellency was also my Taoist disciple. Why bother to cling to the glory of the past and retreat?"
Bar!"
"If the Sanqing Dao Ancestor comes in person, I will naturally retreat. You are not qualified enough!"
The immortals who thought they were in despair were overjoyed, but Emperor Fusang spread his arms high, his robes burned, and his figure disappeared, replaced by a bright sun in the sky.
"The power of the soul!"
Guangchengzi's eyes became solemn.
The demon clan has two supreme gods, Taiyang Zhuzhao and Taiyin Youying, and below them are the green dragon, white tiger, Suzaku, Xuanwu, Qilin and the five sacred beasts.
And Donghuang Taiyi was transformed by Sun Zhuzhao, and with Taiyin Youying as his queen, Dongjun had these two parents. He was blessed with unique conditions. He was not inferior to the innate creatures, and his soul was even more tyrannical.
The method of killing three corpses is the secret technique of dividing the soul. Emperor Fusang, as the evil corpse of Dongjun, mobilizes the power of the soul without any reservation at this time. The endless heat wave sweeps across, and even the aura of Mofa is temporarily avoided.
Guangchengzi even retreated.
Faced with such a desperate existence, even the leader of the Twelve Golden Immortals could not attack him directly.
Haori did not pursue, but fell towards the East Emperor Bell.
Sacrifice the artifact!
The reason why Emperor Fuso killed him just now was to gain the most critical time.
When the artifact is born, those who are truly capable of fighting for it are the powerful ones who have returned to the original state.
There are many powerful people under the Sanqing sect, and they are the number one enemy. Even if Dongjun adds Lu Ya, he can't defeat them all with one person.
His only chance is to succeed in refining the Eastern Emperor Bell before many powerful experts arrive!
Emperor Fusang was very confident about this. He was the only son of the Eastern Emperor. Who among the three realms could be more qualified than him to inherit the Eastern Emperor Bell?
However, the next moment, just as the bright sun fell into the East Emperor Bell, an unbelievable and distorted voice sounded:
"Impossible! The Donghuang Bell has already recognized its owner?"