Just after the death of this undead beast, the huge energy of death filled Wei Yang's body, making the death patterns on his face clearer. The entire cheek was covered with such weird and ferocious patterns, although it was a bit
The horror made Wei Yang reach a higher level.
The undead species in this world came out of the ground one after another, bowing their heads to worship their new king. Seeing such a huge amount, although Wei Yang already knew such a number after complying with the rules of chaos in this side, but after seeing it with his own eyes, he felt in his heart
Still full of surprise.
Over the course of a year, countless undead species have turned into the power of death and injected it into the twelve banners. There is nothing better than this thought of life and death.
Such an act of annihilating all sentient beings would, in other chaos, be punished immediately by the supreme rules. However, in this chaos, which is governed by the rules of death, what Wei Yang did was more in line with the rules of death.
.
In this chaos, you don't have to worry about misfortune due to excessive killing, nor do you have to worry about your state of mind being harmed by inner demons, which will eventually lead to not being tolerated by the Dao, or going crazy.
On the contrary, if you don't kill, you will be regarded as an alien by the supreme rules, which will lead to you becoming possessed and even being annihilated by the supreme rules.
The huge creatures were annihilated in an instant. Part of the death power rushed into the twelve banners, part of it was absorbed by Wei Yang, and a small part was integrated into the void. Although this part of the death power was weak, its quantity was comparable to that of Wei Yang.
Along the way, Yang killed all the undead creatures in total.
And because Wei Yang became the ruler of this world, he could clearly see the chaotic area in his mind, and even knew the location of the black and white black holes. However, it was very difficult for Wei Yang to step into the black holes again.
the journey.
From this world area, if you want to reach the black hole, you need to pass through three levels of world groups. Each of these three high-level world groups has species that are more powerful than the undead beasts. This is undoubtedly
It is a stumbling block for Wei Yang. No, it should be called a mountain, an unreachable and dangerous peak.
"It seems that if you want to set foot in a black hole again, the future is not bright, right?"
A wry smile appeared at the corner of Wei Yang's mouth, and his heart was really full of disgust for this strange world of death. He was unwilling to stay here for too long, waiting for his strength to slowly increase, and then break through the obstacles and reach there.
Before the black and white black holes, I finally set foot in the black hole to find traces of the Pangu world.
If you want to grow quickly in a short period of time, you need more killings. Therefore, Wei Yang does not care about the existence of this world at all. In one thought, he controls the life and death of the creatures in this world and makes them become Wei Yang.
A part of the energy in Yang's body may increase the power of the Twelve Ancestral Witch Flags.
'boom'
Cracks appeared in this world, causing the land under Wei Yang's feet to turn into fragments. As those fragments flew away, Wei Yang gathered them together and forcibly turned them into the power of death.
Pour it into the twelve banners, causing the twelve ancestral wizards of the weapon spirit to drink it crazily.
‘Boom, boom, boom’
Twelve continuous jet-black thunderbolts suddenly appeared and went straight towards the twelve ancestral witches who were about to condense their bodies. Even though Wei Yang was on guard, he had no time to stop the twelve thunderbolts.
Witnessing helplessly the bodies of the twelve ancestral witches were shattered into pieces, and spider web-like cracks appeared on the twelve flags, which were then completely destroyed in this space. Wei Yang felt a pain in his heart, never having thought that the ten banners that had just returned to him would
The Second Ancestor Wuqi completely disappeared into the void.
Tears slid down Wei Yang's cheeks. Thinking back to the black hole and the long passage of time, the Twelve Ancestral Witches of Qi Ling became more and more intelligent. The happy time spent with them made him extremely sad.
Regret, regret that he should not have done this, and wanted to try to transform the weapon spirit into a living being. This was all his wishful thinking, which led to the annihilation of the twelve ancestral witches.
"Master, look."
Just when Wei Yang was filled with sorrow and his eyes were blurred by tears, Xiao Jin suddenly spoke, which made Wei Yang's face light up.
I saw in the void, rays of light suddenly appeared, and the continuous rays of light gathered together. A giant beast, red as red as pill fire, with six legs and four wings, and a face like a yellow sac, slowly appeared in the void, lightly
With a slight movement, he arrived in front of Wei Yang, his six legs slowly bent down, and he knelt down in front of Wei Yang.
"Father God, don't grieve for us, we are coming back soon."
This is the Qi Ling Di Jiang who has the bloodline of Di Jiang. After hearing what the other party said, before Wei Yang could ask, a man with a bird body and a human face appeared again from the void, riding on two dragons and holding a green bamboo.
The raptor, riding the two dragons under its feet, came to Wei Yang, and just like what Di Jiang did just now, he bowed down in front of Wei Yang.
Without waiting for the other party to speak, a man with an animal head and body, covered in red scales, with fire snakes in his ears and fire dragons on his feet, was none other than Zhu Rong, the weapon spirit with Zhu Rong's bloodline. He drove the fire dragon and came to Wei Yang, just like before
Di Jiang and Ju Mang surrendered before Wei Yang.
Next, there is a human face and a tiger body, covered with golden scales, with two wings, a snake pierced in the left ear, and the legs of two dragons. The body of a python head, covered with black scales, with black dragons on its feet, and green pythons wrapped around its hands.
A ferocious giant beast, Xuan Ming with bone spurs all over his body. He has a human body and a snake tail, seven hands on his back, two hands on his chest, and both hands hold the back soil of a flying snake.
Qiang Liang holds a snake in his mouth and holds a snake in his hand. He has a tiger head and body, four hooves and long elbows. He has a human face and a snake body, and Zhu Jiu Yin whose whole body is red. Tian Wu has eight human faces, a tiger body and ten tails.
The body of a bird with a green snake hanging from its ears, and Xizi holding a red snake in its hand. The corpse of Shebi with a human face and an animal body, with dog-like ears, and a green snake hanging from its ears. A total of twelve ancestral wizards kneeling in Wei Yang.
in front of.
For a time, the twelve ancestral witches all said: "We pay homage to Father God and thank Father God for giving us physical bodies so that we can have life."
It is true that the current Twelve Ancestral Witches of the Weapon Spirit have broken away from the constraints of the Weapon Spirit and become a truly living body. From now on, they can also practice and have life and death.
"When you get up, I will be called by the name of your essence and blood. I hope you can achieve enlightenment and achieve success in the future."
"Thank you Father God for giving me this name."
All the Twelve Ancestral Witches stood up one after another, their eyes full of gratitude. Wei Yang was very surprised when he noticed the level of the Twelve Ancestral Witches. He never thought that the strength of these Twelve Ancestral Witches was only one step away from him.
It can be regarded as the second-class realm of undead creatures in the world.
In this way, Wei Yang was more confident to conquer the two world groups and set foot in that black hole. What made him even more happy was that because the Twelve Ancestral Witches were cast by him, the Twelve Ancestral Witches and his
The relationship is as close as that between father and son. This relationship, which is equivalent to blood, is the closest relationship in any chaos.