Qin Yu seemed to have completely changed. He was originally very domineering, but now he has become unfathomable. Although he has just transformed into a god, except for the purple spirit distraction, which is still weak, the phoenix distraction and the netherworld distraction are already completely
Can be used as a clone.
Because it absorbed so much power from the Phoenix and Netherworld, the two distractions didn't even need to be crafted, but they were solidified and stronger than many of the clones of the Returning Earth Immortal. Moreover, the Phoenix distraction even condensed its weapons.
Fluttershy made a purple-black staff from a phoenix's tailbone.
As for Netherworld, who was distracted, he directly carried Qin Yu's soul-eating gourd, which could command skeleton soldiers and Yin soldiers. Zhang Cong also found a dark mid-grade magic weapon scimitar and handed it to Qin Yu. The three distracted people
The weapons are all gathered together.
When Zhang Cong and Qin Yu were flying up, they saw Qin Lan's golden phoenix and fire suanni still floating in the spiritual liquid. The golden phoenix had not changed much except that it was bigger, but the fire suanni had not changed much.
It has become a mutated spiritual beast, turning into a purple Suan Ni.
Xiaodie laughed and flapped her wings: "What a blessing. This mutated Suan Ni is more ferocious than the golden phoenix. It can directly kill a monk who is half a step closer to the Tao. The eldest lady has gained a lot this time."
Zhang Cong and the others waited for a while before Zi Suanni finished the job perfectly and returned to the top with Zhang Cong and the others.
Qin Lan saw the mutation of the Suan Ni and touched its head excitedly to check. Xiaodie said with a smile: "This Suan Ni has been fused with part of the essence and blood of the phoenix. Not only does it fly more smoothly, it is also difficult to kill. In the future, you will
The biggest helper.”
Zhang Cong and Qin Yu were very happy to see Qin Lan's excitement. When Qin Lan noticed Qin Yu's change, he quickly grabbed Qin Yu's hand and asked doubtfully: "Is Yu'er transforming into a god or returning to a void? Why should I
Can’t understand?”
Zhang Cong said with a smile: "She has just transformed into a spirit, but her transformation is very strange. Two of her divided spirits directly solidified into entities and can be used as clones, so it is more dangerous than the ordinary return to the void."
Xiaodie said quickly: "If you feel ready, we should go to the last secret realm. Death Valley is a blessed place for the God of Disaster. Perhaps Master, your Disaster Star can almost replenish the amount."
After speaking, he flapped his wings. This time, there was no crack in the space, and Zhang Cong and the others were sent directly into Death Valley.
Zhang Cong and the others did not walk from a normal place. They did not even know which mountain range they were here. They just stood in a desolate valley, looking at the countless corpses in front of them and dazed at the large and small strange caves not far away.
You can't even feel any spiritual energy in the entire valley. Not only is there no spiritual energy, but you can't hear the warmth of your face or the sound of your voice. It's as if you are facing a painting, a lifeless painting.
There is almost no extra color in the entire valley, just three colors: black, gray, and brown. It is more like hell than the underworld that Zhang Cong has been to.
Except for Qin Lan, Zhang Cong and Qin Yu all felt the strong aura of death here, because not only humans and animals are buried here, but also immortals, gods and demons are hidden here. This is a veritable Death Valley, better than the Falling God Valley in Guichou Mountain.
There are even more immortals and gods buried there.
Qin Yu looked at Zhang Cong and Xiaodie and said, "I feel like I can find something I need here, which may make my distraction more complete."
Zhang Cong had an idea and released all the monks directly. Sure enough, the eyes of the two elders of Yinshan and Lu Wuying immediately lit up, while the others obviously felt uncomfortable. Zhang Cong and Qin Lan were all taken into Blue Star, only
Zi Suan Ni was left outside.
Mo Qilin and Xiao Cai were also thrown out by him. Xiao Cai turned around, led Qin Yu and others, plus two spirit beasts, and quickly ran into the valley.
As soon as Zhang Cong's consciousness moved, a cloud of green smoke flew out of the body. The God of Disaster looked around and suddenly cursed: "These damn things haven't been wiped out yet. Mr. Zhang, do you know why this place is called death?"
Grain?"
Zhang Cong shook his head, and the god of disaster chuckled: "This is the place where I fought for the immortals. At that time, I spent my own bones and flesh and blood to set up ten curses, which killed many golden immortals and rebellious ancient gods.
It was here that I was beaten to pieces. Only a trace of my soul was left and I escaped into the flood. Unexpectedly, I was detained by the God of Shit at the bottom of the lake. If the young master hadn't rescued me, I would not have survived.
Unable to be born.
I feel that many golden immortals and ancient gods have not been eliminated yet. If I take my remains into the disaster star, can I resurrect their remaining spirits?"
Xiaodie and Zhang Cong looked at each other and smiled: "You are overthinking. Qin Yu and the others, several meditators, two soul beasts who specialize in eating souls, plus Xiaocai who specializes in reincarnation, have already entered the valley before you.
I don’t know if those residual spirits are enough for them to eat? Are you still worried about this?"
The God of Disaster laughed loudly: "Retribution? How many innocent lives were killed when eating food caused a great flood? Although I am called the God of Disaster, I am not as bottomless as they are in doing things. In the eyes of those gods and gods, this blue
The creatures on the star are simply inferior to ants.
Some of our ancient gods from outside the territory just couldn't stand what they were doing, so they tried their best to stop them, but in the end they were defeated. Just like me, I became a reviled god of disaster. In fact, the people I harmed are far less than those so-called heavenly gold.
Immortals have done a lot of harm."
The God of Disaster walked forward as he spoke, and saw a fog rising from the ground, and strange signs began to appear in the cave nearest to him.
Plagues, locusts, meteorites, hurricanes, all kinds of even weird curses and disasters appeared one after another, along with countless dead bones and remaining rotten flesh that gathered into the green smoke.
The green smoke is getting bigger and bigger, and it has grown to over a hundred feet. A huge ancient god, with tattered clothes, a huge green skeleton and a rotting body, is looming in the thick fog. Dozens of pieces represent
The broken bones of the disaster shone with colorful lights and gathered around the God of Disaster.
The God of Disaster took out a broken jar and suddenly sucked in a few drops of dark brown blood from the void not far away. A ball of light immediately appeared in the jar. The God of Disaster chuckled and said: "This is the blood of the Golden Immortal.
I didn’t expect to receive this.”
Soon the Bones of Ancient Gods, Eyes of Demons, and many other strange things were collected by the God of Disaster and put into the Disaster Star.
Zhang Cong looked at the god of disaster strangely and asked, "What are you collecting these things for? Shouldn't you be collecting your own bones and flesh and blood?"
The God of Disaster said bitterly: "My bones and flesh and blood are almost rotten, and I can't make it all together. I just didn't expect that there are so many golden immortals, ancient gods and demons that are not all rotten yet. I just collected some of their bones and
Use blood as a guide, and wait for the opportunity to trick them to death.
Young Master, you don’t understand. After you join the Tao, you will probably ascend directly. When you reach the upper realm, you will know how hateful those golden immortals in the upper realm are. They don’t have any good things at all, and good people will be bullied to death by them."
Xiaodie strangely didn't speak, but silently helped the God of Disaster organize the disaster star. Zhang Cong asked in a low voice: "Xiaodie, is everything the God of Disaster said true?"
Xiaodie sighed: "Many of the golden immortals in the upper realm have no humanity at all. The etiquette and shame of the human race in the lower realm are not respected in the fairy world. Many golden immortals are native to the upper realm and do not understand the next generation at all.
The pain of ascension will deliberately make things difficult and humiliate the earth immortals who will ascend next time, and even kill them. Many of the things the God of Disaster said are true.
But it’s not all like this. Just like human beings, there are good immortals, but you have to break through the realm of desire and reach the realm of color. The realm of desire is the lowest place among the heavens in the upper realm, and is full of things that are better than the human realm.
They also engage in crazy plundering and bullying just to eliminate more earthly immortals, otherwise the upper world would have been overrun with immortals."
The disaster star was given a lot of totems by Xiaodie, with different shapes. Each totem represents a kind of disaster curse. Zhang Cong took a look and saw that there are hundreds of them, and the disasters they represent are also very terrifying. As the disasters
The arrangement of the stars became more and more complete, and a huge altar gradually took shape.
Countless dead bones filled the valley under the altar, and the atmosphere on the disaster star also changed, turning into cyclones, corresponding to the totem poles. The entire disaster star was like a huge space chessboard, and the chess players
He is the god of disaster sitting on the altar. On this disaster star, he can change the rain and clouds according to his desires and dominate everything.
A huge force of disaster was condensed from the disaster star, pulled by the boundary rope, and poured into the colorful star core on Zhang Cong's altar. Seeing the stone egg shining with light, you could already see clearly inside with squinting eyes.
Zhang Cong is about to break out of his shell.
The God of Disaster is now sitting on the huge altar. Although his whole body is still in tatters, as the power of disaster is recycled around the altar, his body is gradually recovering. His snake-like face has gradually taken shape, and there are countless numbers on his body.
His eyes gradually opened, but Zhang Cong didn't think he was ugly or scary at all, because this was his friend, an ancient alien god who, despite his evil face, had a kinder heart than many immortals.
Zhang Cong once asked the God of Disaster what the ancient gods from outside the realm were. The God of Disaster’s explanation was that most of them were ugly in appearance and had terrible and evil magic techniques, so they were not recognized by the Three Realms, so they all wandered in desolate and abandoned lands outside the Three Realms. According to him
Said, there are many such ancient gods, but most of them died because of the war between immortals and demons.
Zhang Cong sighed: "Since every race has come to this world, it has its right to survive. Expelling people to a desolate land because of their preferences is an act that goes against heaven. The Immortal looks at the evil and ugly ancient gods outside their territory.
, but in the eyes of the silent animals, gods, gods, and humans are still demons. Looking at the world from one's own perspective is completely narrow-minded."
As they were talking, suddenly there was a burst of violent spiritual power fluctuations in the depths of Death Valley, which caused the rocks that were hardened to steel to fly everywhere. Zhang Cong and Xiaodie jumped over with a teleport, because of this
This strange movement was that someone was fighting fiercely, and at this time, there were only Qin Yu and others in the valley.