Chapter 1302 Steal the source of the spiritual tool!
The talisman was suspended in the void strangely, surrounded by complex inscriptions, exuding an extremely cold feeling.
finally.
The talisman cracked.
Inside is an ancient tombstone, which is completely dark and haunted by ghosts, which is breathtaking.
The ultimate spiritual weapon - the soul-suppressing monument.
As soon as the soul-suppressing tablet came out, there were gusts of sinister wind within a radius of several hundred meters. This magical weapon was personally refined by Master Hongze, the ancestor of the overseas Hongmen, and it was terrifyingly powerful.
"Boom!"
The Soul-Calling Monument swelled up in the storm, instantly became a hundred feet in size, and hung high in the sky, like a majestic giant mountain.
Ziri raised his head and stared at the soul-crushing monument in the sky, frowning as if he was thinking about something.
Yang Xiong struggled to get up from the ground and said in a deep voice: "Mr. Ziri, thank you for your help, but my life, Yang Xiong, is not worth the risk for you. Please come back."
Ziri shook his head slightly, pointed to the sky and said, "I feel like I can block this thing. There seems to be something calling me in here..." Huh?
Yang Xiong was slightly startled.
Even if he has reached the late stage of Nascent Soul Realm through the cultivation of Tongtian Jue, he still feels great pressure when facing the soul-suppressing monument.
But Ziri, how dare he say with such certainty that he can block the soul-suppressing monument?
"Hmph, you are not ashamed to speak loudly."
Hong Ze also heard this and couldn't help but sneer: "This soul-suppressing tablet is a spiritual object that my master excavated from the ancient ruins. It took ten years to refine it before it was successful."
"How dare you say that you, a corpse puppet, can stop me?"
"Idiot's dream!"
The words fell.
Hong Ze squeezed the formula with his hands, held it empty with both hands, and then smacked it downwards.
A thunder exploded out of thin air, and from high in the sky, the majestic tombstone, which was a hundred feet in size, crashed down with the power of suppressing the heaven and earth.
Boom! Boom! The soul-suppressing monument is not falling very fast.
But at the moment of falling, the dark black inscriptions on the tombstone flickered, exuding a strange soul aura.
"call out!"
The ghost light came and locked the purple sun directly.
"Purple Sun..." Yang Xiong's face changed drastically. Not only him, but also Lei Bao, Yao Zhengliang, Chu Wenyuan and others around him were all horrified.
This ray of light was not targeting them, but even so, the billowing aura of souls emanating from the ray of light was like the 18th level of Hell, making everyone's hearts tremble.
A fear from the deepest part of the soul emanates from the inside out.
Soul-suppressing stele! According to ancient books, in the deepest part of the ghost world, in the River Styx that connects the Yin and Yang realms, there is a prehistoric magic weapon that has existed forever to suppress the ghost world and frighten hundreds of millions of souls! This ancient magic weapon,
It is the ancient soul-calming monument.
As for the "soul-suppressing stele" of Hongmen overseas, its origin is just to intercept a breath of the ancient soul-suppressing stele and seal it in the ruins of the ancient cultivators. It was accidentally obtained by Hong Shengying and refined, and then it became available.
At this time, I found this top-quality spiritual weapon.
"There seems to be something really calling me here..." "I seem to need this kind of thing very much..." "What is it..." Zi Ri looked confused, standing there blankly, even forgetting to defend himself.
and resistance.
A ferocious smile emerged from the corner of Hong Ze's mouth, and he suddenly shouted: "Die!"
Bang! Coercion descended on the earth, and a tombstone fell down like a huge mountain.
A shadow cast over the earth, and that terrifying aura suddenly descended. Even if the main body had not yet struck, the pressure caused the earth to shatter to pieces within a radius of several kilometers.
Boom! The earth shattered.
Mountains crack.
The plain where everyone was was suppressed to the point where they all fell several meters down.
At this moment, the people fighting around them stopped fighting in unison, and they were all intimidated by this aura.
"It's over."
"Zi Ri is in danger..." Yang Xiong looked anxious. He stood behind Zi Ri and saw with his own eyes that Zi Ri did not resist, and his indestructible body actually cracked open under the pressure of the soul-suppressing monument.
"Damn it!"
Yang Xionghu's eyes flashed with determination, he bit the tip of his tongue and spurted out blood.
Tongtianjue was used again.
Boom! Yang Xiong was shocked, stomped on the ground, stood up from the ground with an ax in one hand, and rushed out resolutely to help Ziri withstand the first round of attacks.
"Ziri, go quickly!"
"Go back to Zilin Villa and wait for Master Tang to return!"
Yang Xiong roared angrily, and struck out with an axe. The blood flashed and struck the soul-suppressing monument, but it only made a loud roar and could not stop the falling force at all.
When Yang Xiong saw this, there was a hint of madness in his eyes, and his spiritual energy began to become violent.
He! He wanted to use the Tongtian Jue to self-destruct! But at this moment, Zi Ri took a step and appeared behind Yang Xiong. He reached out to grab him, and pulled him with his thick arms. Then he took another step and collapsed Zhenhun.
Go away from the monument.
Yang Xiong's expression changed drastically.
Seeing this, Hong Ze couldn't help but sneer: "It's really touching, you are so active in chasing death..." He didn't finish his words.
The smile on Hong Ze's face suddenly froze.
I saw the hundred-foot-sized soul-suppressing monument falling with a huge force, threatening to kill him. However, after Ziri appeared under the soul-suppressing monument, he casually stretched out a hand.
This hand is not making a fist to strike, nor is it holding it up with the palm of its hand.
Rather.
As if to pick up something, he casually stretched his fingers forward.
The next moment! "Boom--" Something strange happened. Zi Ri's finger actually stretched into the soul-crushing monument! That's right! It stretched into the soul-crushing monument. It was originally extremely hard, like a giant mountain's soul-crushing monument.
, after the bottom was touched by the purple sun, ripples appeared.
It's like some kind of liquid, you can put your hand in it at will.
"what's the situation?"
Everyone present was stunned.
Yang Xiong, in particular, was even more shocked. He was the closest to Ziri, and just now in order to fight for his life, he also struck an ax at the Soul-Suppressing Monument. The feedback force was enough to show the hardness of the Soul-Suppressing Monument.
But now.
The indestructible soul-suppressing monument turned out to be as docile as water in front of the purple sun.
The whole place was dead silent.
Everyone stared blankly at Zi Ri. After Zi Ri reached into the soul-suppressing monument, he felt that something was ingesting. The billowing gray air flowed into his body, causing a smile to appear on his face.
But Hongze couldn't laugh.
He felt like crying now.
"Damn it!"
"Damn it!"
"You dare to steal the origin of my magic weapon, stop it!"
Hongze's eyes were red, and he no longer had the previous elegance and calmness.
because.
He could clearly sense that the source inside the soul-suppressing monument was constantly being lost. The real owner of this top-quality spiritual stone was not him, but that he had borrowed it from his master Hong Shengying before he left.
If Master knew that the origin of the soul-suppressing monument had been stolen, wouldn't he be furious?
"Stop it!"
Hong Ze was extremely angry and charged forward with a look of madness on his face.
Bang! The iron fist was wrapped in Netherworld Corpse Fire and hit Zi Ri, causing the ground to crack and rocks to split open. However, Zi Ri did not move at all, still absorbing the source of the Soul-Calming Monument with his eyes like a torch.
even.
He also used one hand to ingest it, and once again reached out one hand to grab it into the soul-suppressing monument, and ingested it with both hands.