"As expected of the Zhuxian Sword, it's a pity that Tongtian is dead and even if he comes back to life, he is no longer him." Fang Xuan said, looking directly at the Zhuxian Sword.
Kong Xuan suddenly turned his head to look at Fang Xuan and said with a somewhat excited expression: "Fellow Taoist, are you saying that Master Tongtian can be resurrected?"
Fang Xuan shook his head and said: "If you are dead, you are dead. There is no reason to live. It's just a corpse channeling spirits, just like a zombie."
Kong Xuan's face became extremely ugly. There were so many zombies in the world, but some of the dead corpses were channeled by the yin energy. Although they seemed to be resurrected, they had become another species and had nothing to do with the former.
And because of the bloodthirsty instinct of zombies, they will kill living creatures and commit unprovoked evil.
Fang Xuan looked directly at the black-robed corpse in the coffin, and said quietly: "And this corpse has been tampered with and turned into a container."
"How is that possible?" Kong Xuan was surprised at first, and then roared angrily: "Who?"
Fang Xuan stretched out his hand to grab it, and the hand of God wrapped around him.
Peng!
In an instant, the Zhuxian Sword burst into purple light, and endless violent energy burst out, filling the sky with purple sword energy.
"Huh! It's just an ownerless thing! Do you still want to overthrow the world?"
Fang Xuan snorted coldly, flipped his right hand, and along with a whine from the Zhuxian Sword Formation, a suction force was generated out of thin air and directly collected them into the eight pagodas.
This Immortal Killing Sword Formation is a divine weapon for pure killing. Its power is no less than a top-grade Taoist weapon, or even more powerful. The sword body was destroyed, and although the sword soul was intact and recast, it was restricted by the main body. The power is greatly reduced, and at most it can only exert the power of a middle-grade Taoist weapon.
But even this made Fang Xuan jealous. If it was repaired, it would definitely be a top-quality Taoist artifact.
The Zhuxian Sword Formation disappeared, and without the cover of the purple light luck, traces of black mist could be seen gathering around the giant coffin.
A large amount of black fog gathered, gathering and dispersing for a while.
At the top of the giant purple coffin, corresponding to the position of the head of Saint Tongtian's corpse, the black mist unexpectedly revealed a word.
"thirty!"
(sa)
A pitch-black character "thirty" appears on it, vaguely and extremely strange. Looking at this character makes people feel a sense of death.
Kong Xuan's face changed wildly, and he naturally felt strange at this moment, his eyes turned scarlet, and endless anger arose in his heart.
"Damn it, who is it? He is already dead and you want to desecrate his body. Who is it?" Kong Xuan looked up to the sky and shouted filial piety.
Kong Xuan was seriously injured and hid because of Taoist Tongtian's body. He did not dare to leave this small world for thousands of years, and he did not expect that the body was still tampered with.
Kong Xuan suddenly turned around and bowed heavily to Fang Xuan, saying: "Please let me know, fellow Taoist."
Fang Xuan looked at the word "thirty" on the corpse and said softly: "One pass is passed down to three friends, and one qi turns into Hongjun."
Isn't the word "thirty" separated by the word "chuan" and "一"?
No matter where he is in the world, Hongjun likes to play riddles.
"It's him? Isn't he dead?" Kong Xuan said in surprise.
"Death? How could a person who dared to bet against the number of days and dreamed of transcendence die so easily? Not only him, but which of these old bastards is easy to deal with." Fang Xuan complained.
With a wave of his right hand, the coffin lid was closed again, and then it was put into his own cave.
The cave is his own world, not connected with the outside world. The black energy that filled the corpse instantly lost its source and disappeared without a trace.
"Hehe, since you are unlucky for being touched by me, your backup plan is useless." Fang Xuan laughed.
With a flip of his palm, the ten captured Golden Crows were also thrown out.
"Whoa whoa whoa whoa!"
"From now on you will pull the cart for me."
Feng Taicang on the side consciously took out ten reins and put them on the ten golden crows, and tied the other ends to the Star Emperor's dragon bed.
"Haha, let's go."
The group of people rose into the sky and turned into a stream of light and disappeared into the sky, leaving only a ruined world of immortality.
"World Master, what should we do now?" Ye Qingcheng murmured.
"How the hell do I know."
Lord Shenya Dao also looked depressed. The Immortal Realm, one of the four sacred places, had suddenly become so dilapidated.
The clouds of merit and virtue were taken away, the four swords of Zhu Xian were taken away, the ancestor abandoned them, and even the ten sons of his friends were captured to pull the cart.
Who did he talk to?
A trace of hatred flashed across the eyes of the Divine Crow Taoist Lord, and he said in a cold voice: "Let's go to Tai Sui Celestial Dynasty. Ten of his sons were arrested and used to pull carts. I don't believe Lu Guitian can bear it?"
Wow! Wow! Wow! Wow!
For ten days, the sky flew across the sky, and wherever it passed, flames surged, and the fire energy surged.
If it hadn't been for Fang Xuan's magical power to block it, the remaining land would have been severely drought-stricken and full of resentment.
Fang Xuan was sitting on the Star Emperor's dragon bed, playing with a small black triangular flag in his hand.
The small banner is no more than the size of a palm, and is pitch black. It is shrouded in a large amount of black energy, making it look extremely evil. When one penetrates it with his spiritual sense, he can hear countless cries of ghosts and howls of wolves coming from the black banner.
The voice was noisy and sounded extremely evil and gloomy.
A large amount of black energy spread out from the black panel. On the black panel, it looked like countless evil ghosts were writhing in the black energy, and countless cold shadows were constantly struggling to come out. Those ghosts crying and wolf howling sounds were made by them.
Ghosts, endless ghosts, endless evil ghosts.
Fang Xuan looked down at Xiao Ban, then looked up at the largest Golden Crow pulling the cart in front of him, and suddenly felt the urge to pat it into a patty.
"The majestic original flag, the most precious treasure of the saint, was actually transformed into the Ten Thousand Ghost Flag?"
The Seven Sages rebelled against heaven, but all ended in failure. The Tai Chi Diagram, the Mountains and Rivers Society Diagram, the Four Swords of Zhuxian, and the Original Banner all suffered heavy losses.
The Tai Chi Diagram and the Mountains, Rivers and Sheji Diagram exploded, leaving only a few fragments. Even so, they are one of the ten greatest magic weapons in this small world.
The four swords of Zhu Xian exploded, leaving only the soul of the sword.
Only the Yuanshi Banner was best preserved with the least damage. It was later repaired by a new generation of saints, Kong Qiu, and then given to Kong Huitian, the eldest of the ten Golden Crows.
It's just that the treasure of such a dignified saint was turned into the "Ten Thousand Ghost Flags" by this piece of shit, and became a thing that harbors evil and evil.
If the original saint could be resurrected, he would probably kill Kong Huitian with one slap.
When his spiritual sense penetrated into it, Fang Xuan immediately saw a huge world in this flag. There was no sun or moon, but there was a long and bright light, and the Yin Qi was extremely rich. There were mountains and water inside, and there were endless ghosts wandering around. In this gloomy world, they are constantly fighting and devouring each other.
Fang Xuan was surprised and happy in his heart, feeling that this flag contained rich power of the world. Although it was in a damaged state, it was still a top-grade Taoist weapon. If it was repaired, it would definitely be another top-grade Taoist tool.
"Pity."
The Yuanshi Banner was too badly damaged, and a large amount of genius treasures would have to be consumed to completely repair it.
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