Chapter 1530 Pseudo Holy Blood War, the canopy breaks through again
How could the ancient demon monks on the ground not notice the big noise Zhu Tianpeng made in mid-air?
When everyone looked at Zhu Tianpeng, they immediately exclaimed endlessly: "My God, what kind of power is this!"
"Impossible, this is absolutely impossible. This Emperor Buddha is from the Western religion. Even if he was not before, he is still the marshal of heaven, and even the chief disciple of Laozi's clone in Xuanmen Taoism. How can he absorb the ancient demonic energy!"
"It's not just absorption. Look, his body actually has the supreme ancient demon pattern of our ancient demon tribe. It seems to be strengthening his body. How is this possible!"
"..."
Within the whirlpool of ancient demonic energy, all of Zhu Tianpeng's clothes were scattered, revealing his bronze skin and strong body.
Not only that, as time passed, magic patterns containing ancient aura emerged one after another, occupying every inch of Zhu Tianpeng's skin, and even continuously strengthening his physical strength.
The Zhangliu golden body that I had cultivated had been shattered at some point, but was replaced by endless eternal aura.
Under this breath, even the quasi-sage Dzogchen master felt suffocated. It was not a power that belonged to cultivation, but a power that belonged to the physical body.
Even this kind of power is not inferior to that of the false saints. If there has ever been such a power in this world, there is no doubt that it was the Twelve Ancestral Witches of the Lich Era.
However, Zhu Tianpeng is not an ancestral witch, and he does not even have a trace of witch blood in his body. However, his current physical body has produced such a terrifying effect under the combined transformation of the ancient demonic energy and the eighteenth-grade Qinglian.
Above the sky in the ancient demon forbidden land, Gu Feiyang fought against ten false saints.
The two sides fought fiercely for a long time, but there was no winner.
It is true that Gu Feiyang is powerful, but facing the siege of ten powerful false saints, he does not feel comfortable.
At this moment, when he felt the breath coming from below, Gu Feiyang subconsciously lowered his head and looked down.
The next second, Gu Feiyang's eyes widened and he gritted his teeth and said, "Damn boy, I'm going to kill you."
At this glance, Gu Feiyang discovered that all the monks under his command had been killed.
Even his most valued disciple Gu Shang has died, and all this seems to be related to Zhu Tianpeng, who is increasing his strength. How can he tolerate it?
Almost instantly, Gu Feiyang was ready to go down and kill Zhu Tianpeng and Gu Chen and others.
How could Gu Feiyang's reaction escape the attention of ten powerful pseudo-sages?
Almost at the moment Gu Feiyang took action, the man who was the leader among the ten people shouted: "Emperor Buddha's plan has succeeded. Go all out and kill Gu Feiyang!"
As soon as these words came out, the other nine powerful pseudo-sages came to their senses immediately.
Although they don't know what Zhu Tianpeng's situation is now, or even why the latter can master the power of magic patterns that even the ancient demon king may not be able to master, one thing they know is that they have only one purpose now: to kill the ancient demon king.
Flying!
Almost instantly, ten figures stood in front of Gu Feiyang, and launched a fatal attack without saying a word. At this moment, the ten powerful pseudo-sages did not hide even a trace.
Everyone knows that a lion needs to go all out to fight a rabbit, not to mention that the opponent itself is a more powerful being than them. If they don't use all their strength and wait for the latter to regain their consciousness, the danger will be to themselves and others.
His body was blocked, and he was even severely injured by the ten false saints due to his temporary loss of concentration. Gu Feiyang was covered in blood at the moment, his hair was disheveled, murderous intent was revealed in his eyes, his eyes swept across the ten false saints, and he gritted his teeth and said: "You guys
These bastards are colluding with outsiders, you are the sinners of the ancient demon clan!"
"I, Gu Feiyang, will clean up the house for my ancestors of the Ancient Demon Clan today. You scum will all die!"
As he spoke, Gu Feiyang's whole body was filled with bright purple light.
When the Ziling Secret Technique was activated, a piece of armor, a cloak, a helmet and a long sword appeared on his body.
Astonishingly, Gu Feiyang's Ziling secret technique has reached an unfathomable level, and he has condensed a four-piece set.
With the appearance of the Ziling four-piece suit, Gu Feiyang's aura reached an unparalleled level. For a moment, the top ten false saints changed their expressions and shouted: "No, this Gu Feiyang actually used the Ziling secret technique."
He has cultivated to this point, you must kill him, otherwise we will all die today!"
The next second, a series of low shouts could be heard.
The ten false saints used the Purple Ling secret technique at the same time, but compared to Gu Feiyang's four-piece set, they could only condense three pieces, and there was a qualitative gap.
However, if the ants kill the elephant, this principle applies to any situation, not to mention that Gu Feiyang is still seriously injured. Even if the level of Ziling secret art he cultivates exceeds theirs, it still cannot defeat the joint efforts of ten people.
For a time, eleven figures were fighting fiercely in mid-air. Whether it was Gu Feiyang or the top ten false saints, they were all going all out. No one dared to hold back at this time, which meant that they were likely to die.
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In mid-air, all the rolling ancient demonic energy was sucked into Zhu Tianpeng's body, and the ancient demonic energy within a radius of 100,000 miles had disappeared.
At the same time, Zhu Tianpeng's open pores closed, and the endless ancient demonic energy was sucked into the Eighteenth Grade Green Lotus. At the same time, streams of blue aura power within the Eighteenth Grade Green Lotus began to gush out from under the lotus platform.
, the eight extraordinary meridians connected to Zhu Tianpeng began to surge in his body.
Click——
After an unknown amount of time, a shattering sound attracted the attention of all the ancient demon monks on the ground.
Under the gaze of Gu Chen and other ancient demon monks, Zhu Tianpeng still had his eyes closed in mid-air, but his body slowly stood up.
As more and more shattering sounds resounded, it could be clearly seen that the ancient magic lines that almost occupied Zhu Tianpeng's skin began to collapse, sliding off from under his skin like a hard block, revealing the white and feminine
Skin that even monks would envy.
I don't know how long it took, but all the magic patterns were broken and fell off, and the skin all over Zhu Tianpeng shone like jade.
Not only that, as time went by, cyan lines quietly emerged, but they did not spread to Zhu Tianpeng's body, but all gathered on his back.
Under the gaze of countless ancient demon monks, a lifelike eighteenth-grade green lotus appeared on Zhu Tianpeng's strong back, and the endless vitality emerging from it was comparable to the innate spiritual roots.
Before everyone could recover, a surging aura rushed out of Zhu Tianpeng's body. At the same time, Zhu Tianpeng's cultivation improved at a speed visible to the naked eye: Quasi-Saint Late Stage - Quasi-Saint Small Perfection - Quasi-Saint