Chapter 1151 Ancient Sacrifice

Style: Fantasy Author: WusmanWords: 2157Update Time: 24/01/11 06:15:51
The purple-green light was brilliant, like a wisp of smoke, lingering around him.

His scales shone with light, flashing between clouds and thunder.

His beard danced in the wind, and with a slight flick of his antlers, he broke through the green wind and disappeared tens of thousands of miles away.

A simple poem echoes among the mountains: "The dragon roars and the tiger roars, and the thunder bursts."

"There is no scar on the eagle, but it can illuminate the whole world."

Zhan Wuji's body remained motionless, but beside him, two identical figures appeared, and four identical figures stood in different directions, surrounding him, waving their arms, and dancing crazily.

This situation immediately reminded him of the sacrificial method in [Heart Demon Dayan Divine Art]!

The two are very similar, but there are many subtleties.

Something's wrong!

With his current state, coupled with [End World Destruction], he has reached the Dacheng state of eighty-one kalpas, which is enough to rival the nine ancestors of the human race back then!

But now, facing Xunmu, who was seriously injured by the nine ancestors and was extremely weak, he was retreating steadily!

And Xunmu must be even more powerful when he is in his prime!

How did the nine ancestors of the human race defeat them?

Or maybe he has been overlooking something?

Following his thoughts, his seven totems suddenly appeared!

In a daze, he saw the vast sea.

Tianhai became confused.

A vast black suddenly appeared, as if a continent was born, the endless sea poured down, and countless whirlpools suddenly appeared and disappeared.

On the calm sea, a sudden stormy waves arose.

The waves hit the huge turtle shell one after another, but like ants shaking a big tree, they couldn't shake the turtle shell at all.

The turtle shell was completely black and shining, and it was naturally covered with natural patterns.

These lines are arranged in an orderly manner and contain infinite mysteries. They seem to contain all the mysteries of this world from ancient to modern times... The four legs are columnar, supporting the huge body. When it looks back, its eyes are cold and stern, and the ferocious aura is like substance, roaring and sweeping out. .

The song floats in the salty sea breeze.

Zhan Wuji stood still, and the figures around him suddenly changed from four to eight. They were dancing crazily, and the dance became more and more crazier. Compared with before, they seemed to have completely lost their minds, and their hands and feet were twitching.

At the same time, Zhan Wuji felt a strong sense of sleepiness welling up in his heart, as if he would fall into eternal sleep as soon as he closed his eyes!

This is the rule of "sleep"!

Whether it's "Zhong" or "Mian", these two things have nothing to do with the "original" rules!

Maybe you will “forget” next time you come back!

Then, he turned his attention to the "original" power.

Thinking of this, Zhan Wuji suddenly felt a strong premonition in his heart.

When all the rules under his control are affected by this impact, the best result is to become a new pattern that merges with this wood-seeking tree!

Thoughts raced in Zhan Wuji's mind. Suddenly, his appearance changed, and in the blink of an eye, he looked like him.

At this moment, another layer of faint lines appeared on his body.

A snow-white tiger walked out of the mountains, its golden eyes looking down at the creatures below. The light blue wind wrapped around its body, its huge body made no sound, and its snow-white hair was bright and elegant.

The songs of praise echoed in the mountains, like fine sand, drifting in time.

The past scenes dissipated like smoke, and "Su Li Jing" stood still beside the abyss. The number of clones dancing crazily around him no longer increased, but turned into ten puppets covered in blue and black, as hard as iron, and wearing neat armor. , limbs stretched and started to dance.

"Su Li Jing" saw that "Secret Records of the Eclipse" was effective, and immediately put down his guard, no longer hesitating, and another change occurred.

"Su Li Jing" was like ripples in the water, instantly turning into the word "prison".

"Prisoner", like Bing Xin, is a subordinate of "Death". Back then, she also worked with Su Yu to snatch the "curse"!

At this moment, the nine patterns suddenly lit up, as if they were breathing.

It has a sheep's head, a wolf's hooves, a domed ox's tail, and a single horn. It is dressed in a five-color divine horse, with auspicious clouds at its feet. Its eyes are lifeless and majestic.

The word "prison" was not moved. Eighteen figures danced wildly on the ground, dust was flying, and each person held a straw cage in their hands.

Immediately afterwards, the expression on the "prisoner's" face changed again.

A middle-aged scholar wearing a white fur coat with a gloomy face was clearly "Yu".

"Yu" is also a ghost in Fengdu City, and it also robbed him of the opportunity to "curse".

At this moment, the ten lines also lit up.

"Yu" is still standing there. The eighteen afterimages around him have neither increased nor decreased, but their faces are extremely gloomy, as if this world has no value to them. .

In the blink of an eye, the word "Yu" swayed again like lake water blown by the night wind.

But in the blink of an eye, he turned into the immortal from the lower world.

In the dream of eternal night, Zhan Wuji saw the immortal from the lower world. At that time, the immortal from the lower world wanted to abolish his cultivation, erase his memory, and send him to the small world to be a slave and a maid for a hundred lifetimes. , not allowed to enter the Tao.

And at this moment, eleven patterns shine at the same time!

Hometown, pillow stone Su family.

There is a cave in the middle of a mountain, surrounded by many restrictions.

Peiran's spiritual power filled the entire room like smoke.

Countless runes gathered from all directions and surrounded the throne.

In the three-legged gilt bronze cauldron, a burning cigarette was burning, and black smoke was emitted, making the place even more gloomy.

Su Li wore a golden crown on his head, sat cross-legged, closed his eyes, and concentrated on practicing.

At this moment, he felt an extremely long feeling.

The civilization and destruction of runes almost stagnated, and every once in a while, a light would flash. The spiritual power that was soft and flowing like mist before is now like a still picture. The smoke from the furnace extended all the way to the top of the cave.

Su Lijing couldn't feel the slowness of time at all. His breathing, movements, and movements all maintained the same slowness as the surrounding scenery.

At this moment, he jumped up as fast as lightning, then stopped his practice and used his hands and feet together as if he was crazy.

Although his body was moving, Su Lijing's brain was as slow as a snail, without any movement.

However, at this moment, he suddenly discovered that his power had disappeared!

Su Lijing's expression changed suddenly, but he could not stop his steps. His steps were getting faster and faster, his steps became more and more messy, his consciousness became more and more confused, more and more crazy, more and more twisted...