Nine hundred and thirty third chapter seize the house
Chapter 933
The thunder of doomsday, like a criminal law, entangled Luo Chen below and began to whip and destroy him mercilessly!
Luo Chen raised his head coldly to the sky and let out a low laugh, like an evil ghost crawling out of the Nine Nether Hell.
He lightly stretched his arms, bursting out with unique physical strength, and broke free of the black and white thunder wrapped around his body.
He could clearly see the Master Wandu outside, but the Master Wandu outside could not see him at all. Luo Chen frowned. He could feel that every inch of space here was different from the space outside.
Different, out of place, isolated!
I can see everything happening outside, but I just can't get out.
Master Ten Thousand Poisons stared there intently, not noticing anything unusual at all. He was just surprised that the human emperor tribulation that Luo Chen had overcome was so out of the ordinary.
He curled his lips, murmured a sneer in a low voice, raised his hand and glanced at the Blood Mandala in his hand, and said with a smile: "It's very good."
Time passes bit by bit, and this wait lasts for three days and three nights!
Master Wan Du was not in a hurry, he sat cross-legged and waited quietly for Luo Chen to achieve a breakthrough. He felt the bad body and showed a strong look of disgust.
Suddenly, Master Ten Thousand Poisons noticed something, raised his head sharply, took a step forward, and when he reappeared, he was already on top of a nearby mountain.
There, Qingdu slowly and strangely squirmed, and a figure wearing a green robe stepped out.
Seeing this person, Master Wan Du's face couldn't help but darken: "Qing Jue!"
Humming: "What do you mean when you come to me to retreat in the cave?"
"Wandu, hand over the person. The body of Wandu is not something you can eat alone."
Headmaster Qing Jue slowly said: "You should understand what you are doing now."
Master Wan Du's expression flickered, and his voice was too hoarse and unpleasant to hear: "Qing Jue, I don't understand what you are saying here. Let's go. Don't disturb my purity."
Among the three great heads of the Tang Sect, Head Qing Jue is undoubtedly the lowest in terms of cultivation and strength. Head Wandu does not take him seriously at all. If the old monster Baimei comes today, he might still be afraid of him.
, As for this Qing Jue, haha...
"Wandu, do you really don't want to interact with people?"
Headmaster Qing Jue's eyes turned cold and he said in a cold voice: "The Body of Ten Thousand Poisons is of great importance. If you insist on having your own way, then don't blame me for taking it by force!"
"Only you?" Headmaster Wan Du looked dismissive.
The thoughts of killing were shrouded, but the two of them could not see the slightest movement. As soon as they thought of it, they ascended to the sky, and the people who transformed into heaven fought. The terrible turbulence stirred up the square cave sky, and it seemed that it was about to collapse!
Finally, as two muffled sounds sounded at the same time, Master Wandu and Master Qingjue who were standing there took a step back at the same time, with a faint trace of blood spilling from the corners of their mouths.
Headmaster Qing Jue lowered his head to wipe it. His expression was as cold as a knife. After coldly saying a word, he turned and left without looking back: "I hope you succeed."
Poof~
After Master Qing Jue left, Master Wan Du, who had been severely injured by the initiation, could no longer bear it. He puffed three times and vomited out large mouthfuls of bright red blood.
"Qing Jue! I'm not done with you!"
Click!
There was a crisp sound of breaking from the surface of the body, and in no time at all, Master Wandu's body was shattered like a mirror, filled with dense cracks. It looked as if just a slight poke from that finger would cause the body to shatter.
The physical body of Master Ten Thousand Poisons can collapse.
How terrible!
In the thunder cloud, a terrifying storm was set off around Luo Chen. In his body, the silver-white blood continued to drip out from his bone marrow, gradually replacing his ordinary red blood! Of course, among these silver-white blood, there were also
Mixed with a hint of purple-gold color, although the quantity is not large, the pressure of the blood is very amazing!
Luo Chen's brain was blurry for a while, and occasionally it became clear. However, this clarity did not last too long, and it became blurry again. In the dark, it was as if there was an invisible big hand, not only in the
It's like covering up in his mind
He didn't know how much time had passed, but at the moment when he gradually woke up and recovered, a man's chuckle suddenly came to his mind: "My son, Yunfeng, should be able to destroy the world forever!"
The voice disappeared in an instant, and at the moment when the voice disappeared, Luo Chen suddenly opened his sharp pupils! At first he felt a little confused, and then his whole person became as cold as a knife.
Accepting the inherited memory, there are even many more memory fragments in his mind that should not belong to him.
"Mother." Luo Chen murmured, and with a thought, the first fighting spirit, the Mandala of Sand, appeared. He touched it slightly with his trembling fingers, and the poisonous ivy trembled slightly, feeling a familiar and familiar wave.
"Sand Mandala! Is this...given by my mother?"
Luo Chen took a deep breath, and immediately, he poured out a breath of turbid air, bit his fingers, and dripped his own blood on the half-blooming charming mandala flower bones drop by drop.
It wasn't until a certain moment that the flower bloomed and the datura poison ivy completely turned purple, and Luo Chen withdrew his fingers.
"Son of Devouring?" He murmured softly, and immediately, he spoke coldly, the sealed memory opened, and he remembered! Everything came to mind!
At this moment, Luo Chen suddenly became a little bloodthirsty.
"Tsk, tsk, why, haven't you always been compassionate and consider devouring people as evil? What, are you angry? Want to kill someone?"
A chuckle suddenly sounded in his mind, and Luo Chen's eyes narrowed, and a blurry figure emerged: "When will you return?"
"Haha, why, your memory has just been restored, and you are so eager to devour me?"
"I just want to get back what originally belonged to me."
"Follow your dreams. I haven't had enough fun outside. Wow, by the way, I've found a lot of saints for you. When our bodies are back in place, you have to take them all as ordered.
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"Get out!" With a punch, the figure shattered and turned into fragments of residual consciousness, which were rolled up and imprinted in his mind.
Suddenly, his face turned as dark as ink, and memories appeared inexplicably that made him furious.
"God's Domain, Snow Lady Palace, Nine Heavens Goddess, Yi Tianxue!"
"Zhongzhou Holy Heaven Realm, the daughter of the Valley Master of the Flame Valley, Chu Tianjiao."
"The princess of the ancient empire, Nalan Feixue!"
"Situ Family, Situ Jing!"
"The young master of the Bai Bian Sect, Ruan Qingqing!"
After all this information was digested by Luo Chen, he suddenly felt a little bad. It could be said that his face was livid and ugly. He took a deep breath, suppressed the strong anger in his heart, and looked at the scene after the calamity cloud dispersed.
In a corner of the void, in that direction, a broken old figure slowly walked out.
But it was Master Wandu who appeared in front of him dragging his broken body.
In his hand, still holding the bloody mandala flower, he walked slowly over.
Master Ten Thousand Poisons did not conceal the greed in his heart. He raised his hand, and the blood mandala in his hand suddenly fell off from his palm and took root in the void. At that moment, the blood mandala spread all over the sky, and Luo Chen was cold.
Coldly watching Master Wan Du walk forward step by step, he slowly said, "Master Master, what do you mean?"
Master Wan Du coughed up a mouthful of blood and said excitedly, "How do you feel?"
"Very good!" Luo Chen said, his eyes suddenly condensed, and when he looked down, he saw a vine of Zhang Man's Blood Mandala, wrapping him tightly there, making him unable to move.
"That's good." Headmaster Wandu looked at him carefully, up and down, and he nodded with satisfaction.
Such a perfect body could not be more perfect! It was almost tailor-made for him!
"You want to take away my body?" How sensitive is Luo Chen's perception? He said coldly: "I am a body of all poisons, aren't you afraid of being backlashed and the path of life and death will disappear?"
"Ha ha ha ha……"
Master Ten Thousand Poisons let out a loud laugh that could no longer hide his madness and greed, and said with a ferocious smile: "The body of Ten Thousand Poisons can indeed be immune to all kinds of poisons in the world. It can even be used to enhance one's own cultivation by swallowing ten thousand poisons! However, there is a kind of poison, even if
It is a place that even the body of all poisons cannot resist.
That is a very special mandala that grows in the underworld, the blood mandala!
Don't worry, although this mantra can ignore all kinds of poisons, it can't be poisoned. However, it can make the soul drowsy and paralyzed in the illusion of Gentle Tomb."
Master Ten Thousand Poisons stepped forward step by step, he couldn't wait to reach out his hand, and the broken body fell piece by piece all over his body, which was strange and terrifying.
Master Ten Thousand Poisons liked to see the kind of fearful, panic-stricken and frightened faces struggling in despair and unable to struggle. However, what disappointed him was that Luo Chen was as calm as ever. If he looked carefully, he could
It was discovered that there was a hint of disdain twitching at the corners of his mouth.
This undoubtedly angered Master Wandu, and he subconsciously wanted to slap him to death, but the palm stopped three inches above Luo Chen's head.
He mocked and said: "Want to die? Don't worry, after I replace you, your spirit will be eroded and refined bit by bit. I will also inherit everything you have!"
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Master Wandu's maniacal laughter kept ringing in Luo Chen's mind.
"The Great Dharma of Ten Thousand Poisons, replace flowers with trees!"
boom!
Luo Chen's body was shaking wildly, and the center of his eyebrows seemed to be torn open by someone's big hands. The pain was so painful that he almost fainted, but the soul of the Ten Thousand Poisons Master sank into the sea of consciousness between his eyebrows.
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Outside the cave, Master Qing Jue fell to the ground in a state of embarrassment. He crossed his legs and nursed back to health. It took him a full stick of incense to recover.
"What a Wandu old man, but the soul poison is so difficult to deal with!" Elder Qing Jue's face was extremely ugly. I'm afraid that at this time, the old thing has already started, right?
He is simply a madman! He cursed secretly, stood up unsteadily, and after much hesitation, he secretly reported what happened here to the sect: "Wan Du! Just wait for me."
He was too seriously injured and must go into seclusion immediately. However, the old guy must not be feeling well now, right? He still has absolute confidence in his youthful poison! (To be continued)