Chapter 2004 The power of the holy realm, and then go to the underworld
Under the shocked gazes of Hou Yi and Xing Tian, the icy blue light pillar gradually dissipated, and Zhu Tianpeng's figure emerged among them.
Looking around, Zhu Tianpeng's long hair is icy blue at this moment, two cold moons are shining brightly in his silver eyes, and his resolute face is as sharp as a knife.
Even though he didn't use any force, Zhu Tianpeng's body was floating three inches above the ground, blue light bubbles appeared from time to time around him, and he showed an invincible attitude in his movements.
Seeing this scene, Hou Yi and Xing Tian looked at each other and then said with emotion: "The power of the perfect totem is still so gorgeous and fascinating."
As they spoke, Hou Yi and Xing Tian showed envy on their faces.
Perfect fit is not something that can be achieved casually. Even within the huge Qing Emperor lineage, there are only a few people who can achieve it.
At the same time, Zhu Tianpeng also came to his senses.
Feeling his own surging power, a look of shock flashed through his eyes, and then a look of ecstasy appeared on his face.
After a while, Zhu Tianpeng came back to his senses, opened his mouth and said, "Is this the power of the Holy Realm? It's so powerful, so awesome!"
"I feel like the person I am now can easily crush the person I was before with my gaze. Even if I try all my means in the face of such power, it will be in vain."
While muttering, Zhu Tianpeng began to move himself.
With just a thought, his figure disappeared from the place and appeared on a mountain in the Earthly Immortal World.
Looking at the beautiful mountains, Zhu Tianpeng's eyes became even more horrified.
Even if he uses the laws of time and space, it would take him seven or eight seconds to achieve this step, but what about now?
Just a thought has reached such a terrifying level, this...
Immediately afterwards, Zhu Tianpeng's thoughts moved again, and his figure did not return to the Taiyin Star, but directly came to the Witch Clan's station in the Netherworld.
Almost instantly, shouts resounded from all directions: "Who is that!"
Following the sound, the reincarnations of the ten great ancestral witches rushed over, and Pingxin, dressed in palace attire, walked out slowly from the main hall.
In response, Zhu Tianpeng raised the corners of his mouth, locked his eyes with Ping Xin and said: "Fellow Taoist Ping Xin, hand over the flesh and blood of the Chaos Pig!"
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This is Zhu Tianpeng’s purpose!
There is absolutely no doubt that Chaos Pig Blood and Meat can enhance the Zhu family's bloodline.
He ate some back then, but most of the flesh and blood fell into Ping Xin's hands, and he had to get it back.
On the contrary, Ping Xin was also looking at the blue-haired figure in front of him at this moment, feeling the terrible lunar cold air on his body, and a hint of solemnity rose on his pretty face.
After a while, Ping Xin seemed to have thought of something. Her beautiful eyes suddenly shrank, and she stared at Zhu Tianpeng's face and said, "You are...Zhu Tianpeng!"
As soon as these words came out, the expressions on the reincarnations of the ten great ancestral witches who had just arrived instantly turned extremely ugly.
Zhu Tianpeng had severely tricked them before, and Xingtian's losses were undoubtedly huge for the Wu clan.
Now Zhu Tianpeng actually arrived in the underworld himself, and even asked Ping Xin for the flesh and blood of the Chaos Pig. This simply did not take them seriously.
Almost instantly, the reincarnations of the ten great ancestral witches could no longer bear it.
"Damn Zhu Tianpeng, die for me."
With a loud shout in his mouth, the power of law surged around the body of the ten great ancestral witches, and the power of the pseudo-sage Dzogchen burst out, heading straight towards Zhu Tianpeng.
In response, Zhu Tianpeng's silver eyes flashed with ice-blue luster, and he slowly raised his right hand and said: "Ice!"
Click——
Endless cold air emerged, and the bodies of the ten great ancestral witches were directly covered by frost in the area ten feet in front of Zhu Tianpeng. They turned into ice sculptures and froze in mid-air at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Ping Xin saw this scene in his eyes, and the look of shock in his beautiful eyes became even stronger. As he floated up, the perfect aura of a little saint emerged from his body, and he said: "The power of the holy realm! Zhu Tianpeng, you
Breakthrough to the Holy Realm!"
Seeing this scene, Zhu Tianpeng's eyes narrowed and he thought to himself: "Good guy, this Pingxin is really scary. He is actually the perfect existence of the Little Saint. No wonder I felt the threat of death back then."
"This makes sense, why even the saints back then didn't dare to take the Netherworld as their own, because once they mastered the little saint's perfect peace and hard work, they couldn't afford the loss."
"But so what, I'm here today just to experiment with the power gained after using the Cold Moon Totem. If I can get the blood and flesh of the Chaos Pig, that's the best. If not, then forget it."
After thinking about this, Zhu Tianpeng looked at Ping Xin, with a smile on his lips and said: "Ping Xin, no, Hou Tuzu Wu, I didn't expect you to hide it so deeply. The perfect power of the Little Saint really surprised me.
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"However, I have just mastered this power not long ago, and I am looking for you to practice my skills. I wonder if Hou Tuzu Witch can give me some advice?"
Hearing this, Pingxin glanced at Zhu Tianpeng, nodded calmly and said: "Emperor Tianpeng, please enlighten me. If you lose, please let my ten brothers go."
Ping Xin tried to lift Zhu Tianpeng's ice when he showed his power.
Unfortunately, the power of Hanyue Totem cannot be unlocked casually. Even if she forcibly unlocks it, it will soon cause serious damage to the reincarnation of the ten great ancestral witches, which is a bit of a loss.
After hearing this, the expression on Zhu Tianpeng's face did not change, and he thought to himself: "It seems that I have underestimated the lunar cold energy emitted by this cold moon totem."
"As expected of being refined from the essence of the laurel tree, the purity of this Taiyin cold energy has probably reached a very terrifying level!"
Thinking of this, Zhu Tianpeng looked at Ping Xin and said, "Oh, then if Tuzu Wu loses, can he give the emperor the blood and flesh of the chaotic pigs that he withheld back then?"
After saying that, Zhu Tianpeng stared straight at Ping Xin, waiting for the latter's answer.
In response, Pingxin shook her head and said calmly: "It's not that I'm stingy, it's that those flesh and blood are in the hands of Emperor Houtu, and I have no right to ask her to hand them over!"
Hearing this, Zhu Tianpeng narrowed his eyes.
Ping Xin's words were not false in the slightest, which made him think of a terrible possibility.
Pingxin cannot command Houtu Emperor, so there is only one possibility, that is, Pingxin is also a clone, not the real Houtu Ancestral Witch.
If this is the case, then what kind of existence is the real Hou Tuzu Witch?
Even the clone has the perfect power of the Little Saint, but how powerful is it itself? Is it in the Great Saint realm like a Saint? Or is it the Emperor realm!
When he thought of this, Zhu Tianpeng's eyes became solemn, and with a wave of his hand, he directly lifted the ice on the reincarnation of the ten great ancestral witches.
After doing all this, Zhu Tianpeng said: "Empress Pingxin, since you can't be the master, then I will not do such a despicable thing. Today, I just want a fight!"