He looked around and saw that the entire cave had been filled and spread with blood.
All the stone figures were corroded by blood and water until they continued to emit white smoke and fell to pieces.
When he reaches this stage, after the blood summoning ability is unfolded, he can endlessly transform the essence of the surrounding heaven and earth into blood and water.
He actually doesn't know what the essence of heaven and earth is. Anyway, it is the instinctive ability of a complete bloodline body. As long as he calls out in his heart, he can bleed.
The ability is very convenient and practical.
Moreover, this blood is not his ancestor's essence and blood, but it also has the effect of corroding and resisting the spiritual lines of gods and Buddhas.
"Qiankun." Yue Dewen blocked the blood in his nostrils with a piece of paper he found somewhere. Then he pressed the acupoints hard in an attempt to stop the bleeding.
"You are already very strong." He sighed. "At this age, as you said, no one is stronger than you."
"Whether it's talent, strength, or character, you are the strongest person I've ever seen besides me in history." He sighed, "But"
He knew that Zhang Rongfang was already very strong and excellent.
In other words, it was far beyond his imagination.
But it's a pity that time waits for no one. In today's era and today's situation, there is no more time for him to continue to grow.
"That guy said he was waiting for me in Dadu." Zhang Rongfang suddenly spoke. "Although you said a lot, old man, you all described how tough, powerful, and irresistible he was.
But no matter how famous you are, you still have to give it a real try."
"Rongfang you?" Yue Dewen still wanted to speak.
"Stop talking about Lao Yue, you have praised him to perfection. He is the only one in the world. He was invincible hundreds of years ago. He is already the best among all warriors.
If I don't go and take a look, wouldn't all your sighs and boasts just now be wasted?"
Zhang Rongfang smiled.
"Since he has so many titles and is recognized as the strongest in the world, even you feel inferior. So, as long as I kill him, all these titles and reputations will be mine?"
"When did I say that I'm not as good as him??" Yue Dewen said angrily, "I wouldn't dare to take action casually! Otherwise."
"Okay, okay, you are strong enough, you are still the best in the world." Zhang Rongfang said perfunctorily.
"Let's go, let's go! Go rescue people first!" Yue Dewen was so angry that he picked up the two stone statues and walked towards the crack outside.
Zhang Rongfang followed behind, the wings on his back quickly contracted, clinging to the skin, squirming and folding, and disappeared.
From the outside, his back is slightly stronger than the average person, but other than that, there is nothing unusual about him.
"Do you really want to go to Dadu?" Bai Lin still asked in his mind.
"Whether you go or not, there is only one outcome, isn't it?" Zhang Rongfang asked back.
"What your master said is right. Although your martial arts has once again achieved breakthroughs, the Holy Xun is different." Bai Lin said in a deep voice.
'What's different?'
‘Did you know that projection possession is basically an ability that only gods and Buddhas have.
Moreover, I observed the intensity of the increase after his possession just now. Even many powerful gods cannot reach that level of intensity.
He has gone far beyond the scope of human beings and reached another realm.' Bai Lin explained.
Zhang Rongfang was silent for a moment.
‘This is the way of the world. Either you just become a piece of dust, inconspicuous and no one knows about you, or you come here to provoke you on purpose.
Or, you can be the kind of person that others don't dare to provoke even though they know it well.
In the former case, a slightly stronger wind may blow it down and disappear.
The latter requires too much effort.’
There was emotion in his tone, but there was a hint of expectation in his eyes.
The complete form of the ancestor of the blood clan is another form separate from the two major forms of blood lotus and final form.
To be precise, this is his true body at this time. But the current state of contracting his wings has become his deliberately disguised appearance.
Therefore, he can still unfold the blood lotus and activate the final pose in the complete state of the ancestor of the blood clan.
However, these will take some time to adjust to be optimal.
After all, the body structure has changed drastically, and many martial arts moves need to be optimized and adapted.
That is to say, he was anxious before, so he hurried over here as soon as he broke through.
But now, with some free time, he could finally adjust his martial arts before heading to Dadu.
Holy Xun is indeed very powerful, and it was just a projection that almost killed Lao Yue.
But why did he try his best?
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Near Dadu, in an unknown deserted mountain.
In the area near the top of the mountain, which was overgrown with weeds and fallen leaves, a sudden vibration rippled through the air.
A bit of blue light slowly exploded from hundreds of meters high in the sky.
The blue light turned into a blue ring, slowly scattering from top to bottom.
Wherever the ring passes, a huge dark blue temple gradually emerges.
The entire temple is composed of countless blue crystals, and the wall bricks and tiles are all made of translucent crystal material.
From a distance, the temple looks more like a mountain. Above the sharp top, there are faint blue light spots flying upwards and steaming.
It is several hundred meters wide and occupies almost all the top area of this barren mountain.
With the rumble of the door opening.
The temple door slowly opened outward, revealing a bright blue crystal floor tile inside.
A golden aisle that looks like a dragon's spine stretches from the gate to the huge square stone chairs at the end.
Slowly, a tall figure walked in from the door, holding a white-gold scepter high above his head, and walked step by step towards the seat at the end.
Enter as the figure moves forward.
A large number of translucent figures began to appear on the surrounding ceilings, walls, and even the floors on both sides of the golden aisle, as well as the supporting columns.
Their faces were distorted, some were pious, some were hateful, some were angry and some were happy.
All the empty figures were murmuring at the people who came in.
The rustling voices kept echoing in the temple. It seemed like countless people were whispering.
Dense sights and glances seemed to be focused on the tall figure.
But the figure didn't care at all, and still walked forward with the scepter step by step.
He wore a blue-gold robe and a pure gold feather-patterned spiritual crown.
The so-called spiritual crown is similar to a crown, but in the center is a blue gemstone inlaid representing the Eye of Heaven.
The material of this kind of spiritual crown is usually made of feathers and gold threads.
The figure quickly walked to the throne at the end, turned around and sat down, revealing an old and wrinkled face.
It was none other than the leader of the three giants of Ling Feitian who had been fighting against Zhang Rongfang's master and apprentice before - Sheng Xun.
"You're back? How's it going with Holy Dance?" On the side of the temple below, a burly man in a blue scarf robe suddenly appeared, standing on the golden aisle, bowing his head and saluting him.
This person just became a Confucian priest.
"Sheng Wu has fallen." Sheng Xun said calmly. "The person who killed her was the Taoist disciple Yue Dewen."
Shen Mu frowned and was silent for a moment.
"Master and apprentice Yue Dewen? Will it affect the overall situation?"
Shengxun's eyes were slightly closed.
"It's not that bad. Yue Dewen only has the power of one blow. Although it is strong, it cannot be controlled accurately.
As for the others, even though his apprentice tried his best to defeat my projection, judging from his level, he was still far from reaching the level between gods and humans.
Just at that level, just stronger than other top spiritual generals, it is impossible to break the point of qualitative change and interfere with the overall situation."
Shen Mu nodded.
"That's good. Shengwu has started the first stage over there, and with her attracting attention, everything goes smoothly here, and the second stage has been successfully completed.
Next, it’s over to the Holy Spirit Palace.”
"Have the Spiritual Guards been activated?" Sheng Xun asked in a deep voice.
"Yes, sir. The four legions of Black Spirit Guards, Tadora, Antlers, and Blue Wolf have fully awakened." Shen Mu replied respectfully.
"That's good." Shengxun sighed softly, "Where is my Di Kun? Where is he now?"
"They have been taken away by the Reverse Time Society and their whereabouts are unknown. However, these little mice seem to be making big moves, and they will probably reveal their tails soon," Shen Mu replied.
"Then, I'll leave this place to you." Sheng Xun said solemnly.
He held the scepter in his hand and lightly struck the ground.
despair.
A soft sound.
He and his scepter instantly turned into a black line, dissipating and fading.
Shen Mu raised his head, turned around and walked out of the temple. Standing on the steps in front of the door, he suddenly stretched out his right hand and raised it upward.
"I shepherd the spirits of all living beings and punish chaos on behalf of heaven!"
hiss!
A blue-gold light ball suddenly lit up from his hand, then spread rapidly and exploded.
In an instant, countless dense blue-gold light beams, like ribbons and shooting stars, flew towards the distance.
A stream of blue meteors quickly fell into the ground around the barren mountains.
The ground shook.
Pieces of soil were slowly arched, raised, and spread out.
puff.
A huge black beast emerged from the ground.
Their bodies are still humanoid, their skin has a moss-like texture, and their overall color is black and blue.
From a distance, these giant beasts look like bald giants with big bellies, holding giant maces in their hands, and their bellies are covered with layers of fat.
They also have messy, protruding sharp corners on their backs that resemble bone spurs.
Its head is very small compared to its body of more than ten meters, and it has no eyes, only two nostrils and a large mouth full of saw teeth.
"Go, my most beloved Tadora." A kind smile appeared on Shen Mu's face. "Go and clear away the weeds on the earth and let the world return to purity."
At a glance, he saw hundreds of giant beasts densely packed under the mountain, roaring hoarsely at the same time.
As if in response to his murmur.
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Underground of Yuxu Palace.
At the edge of the large crack, Zhang Rongfang grabbed the hair of Kosiwo and Taoist Qingyi with one hand and hung them in the air.
Holding Yue Dewen with his other hand, he flapped his wings and flew gently to the ground.
When we came up, the ground around us was in a mess.
The sea of trees has long since disappeared, and there are deep cracks everywhere on the ground.
The trees are clustered here and there, scattered and pitiful.
The breeze blew in the distance, bringing a strong smell of blood.
Zhang Rongfang raised his head and looked at the stone pillars surrounding him in the distance.
The surface of the stone pillar is riddled with holes, all showing traces of the aftermath of the battle.
Many of the buildings at the top were also damaged.
Not even a single human figure could be seen.
"I have brought all the people from the Twelve Sects and the Sensing Sect here. It's just that there were too many stone men before." Yue Dewen sighed. "Let's go and have a look at the Tianmen."
"Okay." Zhang Rongfang nodded, flapped his wings, and accelerated towards the distance.
Just as they flew all the way, corpses and broken stone figures began to appear scattered below.
Corpses lay scattered on the ground between the cracks, lifeless.
The blood dyed the remaining soil and woodland red, adding a touch of tragedy to the entire Yuxu Palace.
Soon, Zhang Rongfang flew to the entrance and exit of Tianmen.
The cliffs were covered with corpses and fragments of stone figures.
At this time, more than a dozen people were checking the bodies everywhere, looking for survivors who were still alive.
Among them, an old man three meters tall stood out the most.
Zhang Rongfang recognized at a glance that it was Shangguan Feihe, the leader of the twelve palace masters.