Chapter 246 Nirvana Image

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The gods of the Wu Clan are sealed in a certain abyss in this world. That place is called the ultimate realm of life and death. Also known as - the vast abyss of chaos.

To seal the gods, the most powerful seal is naturally needed. According to Tianwu, the seal may have been arranged jointly by the heavenly demon, the divine beast, and the human race. But of course he didn't know this level of secrets. I just came to this conclusion through my own speculation.

Many years ago, in the North Sea Demon Clan continent, a demon king died at the hands of a low-level monk from the Witch Clan. The magic weapon used to kill the demon king is called "Zi Mu Shura Seal". The demon king's cultivation level was even higher than Feng Lan's. From that time on, the magical weapon of the Witch Clan became known to the Demon Clan.

The Zimu Shura Seal is divided into two parts: the child seal and the mother seal. It contains certain spatial laws.

The person who performs the task takes the seal. The mother seal is on the altar of the gods of the witch clan. When blood is collected in the child seal, the mother seal will also appear at the same time.

This is why the Wu Clan is eyeing Feng Lan. They want to use the Shura Seal to collect the blood of high-level divine beasts. Its purpose should be to break the blood seal of a powerful divine beast.

The incredible thing about Shura Seal is that once locked by it, no matter how advanced the opponent's cultivation level is, there is absolutely no way to get rid of it. Of course, the higher the target's cultivation level, the higher the level of Shura Seal required.

It is said that this heaven-defying magic weapon is refined with human blood. A Shura Seal that can lock a tribulation-ending monk requires at least tens of thousands of living sacrifices to refine it. This is the most insane magical weapon in the world, bar none.

To activate it, you also need all of Deadpool's lifespan and blood essence. The higher the Deadpool's cultivation level, the more abundant his essence and blood, and the longer his life span, the more powerful the Shura Seal can be.

"So Yuanqing has been waiting for three thousand years. When Feng Lan was weak, he was enough to kill Feng Lan. For this matter, the Wu clan has changed countless heavenly secrets, endured many heavenly backlashes, and sacrificed many lives. Just for this matter, It takes three thousand years to train a Deadpool. There is no chance of them failing!"

After Tianwu finished speaking these words, there was deathly silence. He only used a few words to tell these things, but the shock he brought to everyone could not be greater.

"Master..." Xiao Li murmured. His face was already livid.

Tianwu said: "Xiao Li, don't do something stupid. If it could be prevented, I wouldn't have watched this happen over the years. Yuan Qing and I have fought secretly many times. I can't kill him, and he will definitely kill me if he wants to. We need to expose the identity of the Witch Clan. We have been keeping each other in check for more than ten years. I know him too well, and you can’t even get close to him."

"If I tell Master about this, wouldn't he be able to escape?"

"The Zimu Shura Seal is locked through breath. Now the entire Blue Rock Peak is filled with Suzaku's breath. Where is he going to escape? Moreover, the Shura Seal is instantaneous, and Qing Qing can activate it at any time. He hasn't taken action yet, just Waiting for Suzaku to become weaker, so that more blood can be collected for the mother seal. Now your master's life and death depend on his thoughts."

After hearing this, Xiao Li's eyes dropped. He knew there was no chance of recovery.

Tianwu said again: "And you'd better stay away from him. Don't forget that you also have the blood of divine beasts in your body. I can think of your identity, and Yuan Qing can also think of it. It's just that your bloodline has not been awakened, and your cultivation level is too low. , it’s not worth him using the Shura Seal. But no matter how small a fly is, it’s still flesh. If he has any special means, he will definitely take you away."

Xiao Li couldn't help but shudder.

"Stay by Pei Feng's side and help him break the formation. Then follow him down the mountain. Once Feng Lan dies, the blood of the divine beast in your body will not be awakened in Wuji Sect. I will find a way to give you this blessing. The only condition is to let You and I are sworn to follow Pei Feng to the death."

Tianwu's words were like bolts of lightning striking into Xiao Li's heart.

"Big Brother has saved my life many times, you don't have to promise me any conditions. I am willing to follow Big Brother. But I have a question to ask you."

"explain."

Xiao Li glanced at Pei Feng.

Tianwu's expression changed, "No human being can know your identity."

His words were meant for Xiao Li, but also for the four banshees behind him. But his eyes were fixed on Pei Feng.

Pei Feng understood that it was his soft-heartedness and absolute trust in humans that made Tianwu wary. Tianwu's words also sounded a wake-up call for him.

Tianwu said in a deep voice: "Your Excellency, you are the ninth holy king of our demon clan."

As soon as these words came out, the four little banshees behind Tianwu couldn't control their legs at all, and they all fell to their knees.

Xiao Li couldn't help but swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

He had heard some rumors in Wuji Sect. It is said that the demon clan has eight great saint kings who have reached the heavens. If it weren't for the Holy Land of Cultivation guarding the northern border. The Eight Holy Kings have long led the demon clan back to the human continent. And his eldest brother is actually the Ninth Holy King?

"Hey, don't listen to him." Pei Feng said, "Brother Tianwu, be careful along the way." This sentence brought everyone back to reality.

Tianwu's face also lost a little heaviness. He raised his hands in salute and changed his words: "Brother Feng, take care."

The four little banshees still had weak legs and could not get up. Pei Feng went over to help him. Four people are even softer.

Qianqing walked towards the top of Blue Rock step by step. When he reached a clearing at the top of the mountain, he paused. His eyes fell on an empty land, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Zifeng, did you also move that red stone? Not being able to kill you is a great regret and a great blessing for me in the past three thousand years."

Qianqing thought again of the mysterious ice magical power he witnessed in the sword tomb. The smile on his face grew wider.

He was reminiscing about the past. Three thousand years ago, he was also a genius. In his first life, he reached the position of elder of the Wu clan. When he was young, he advocated martial arts and was a pure martial arts monk. At that time, martial arts was still a mainstream practice.

At that time, there were too many amazing and talented people in the world of cultivation. But geniuses can only lament that they were born at the wrong time. Because in the world of cultivation at that time, there were two mountains that all geniuses could not cross.

Ye Xiaoyao! Silent and cloudless!

Geniuses hate them, envy them, but also adore them.

The Battle of Yunyao shocked the entire world of cultivation. Even the Wu Clan, who were indifferent to worldly affairs, were silently paying attention.

In that battle, Ji Wuyun's magical power of black ice was frozen for seven thousand miles...

That is the wonderful world of cultivation, and those are the real glorious years. It's a pity that when he finally ran out of life, he still failed to break through the limits of martial arts and become a person like "Yun" and "Yao"!

He knew that his talent was not enough. In the end he chose to dedicate himself to the gods. Under the secret technique, he reversed the destiny and reborn the body that was supposed to die twice, and this body already belonged to the god. He lives just to wait for an opportunity to sacrifice to unlock the seal of the gods.

And today, the time has come! At the last moment of his life, he actually saw Xuan Bing again. He seemed to have returned to that great era. He died with no regrets!

Yuan Qing withdrew his gaze and continued to climb up. The huge Five Elements Formation came into view. There were actually two giants of cultivation trapped inside. A giant python with six eyes that is a hundred feet long. Coiled at the eye of the formation, breathing spiritual energy from his mouth. It hissed and screamed, obviously reaching its limit. The two trapped cultivation giants were about to break out of the formation.

The six-eyed sky-swallowing python also discovered Yuan Qing who had climbed to the top of the mountain.

"I thought you were weird even in the Sword Tomb. Are you a spy of the Demon Cult? Have you found the entrance to the third floor? Even if you found it, you can't get in." The six-eyed giant python spoke human words.

Qianqing snorted disdainfully and said lightly: "Why didn't you kill me in the sword tomb?"

"Just a little ant."

"Hahaha, hahaha!" Yuan Qing laughed wildly.

"Ant, yes, I am indeed an ant. There is no difference from the countless ants of my clan who have sacrificed their lives. But the power of the ants can also shake the world. Now I will give you another reason to kill me." Resentment. Qing pointed at the fiery red in the sky.

"I'm going to kill your master."

Strange laughter, indescribable strange laughter came from the mouth of the six-eyed sky-swallowing python.

Then a red light shot out from an eye on its abdomen. Even if it is struggling to support the formation, crushing an ant to death will not make its breathing heavier.

But the result was beyond the Sky Swallowing Python's expectation. His blow was actually blocked by Yuan Qing. Although his light was understated, it was enough to kill a Taoist monk.

What blocked the red light was a bronze metal box in Yuanqing's hand. The box looked a little old, with spots of rust on it. There are no runes embedded in it. It seemed to be just the most ordinary iron box dug out of the soil. But it's certainly not ordinary.

The iron box cannot block the attack of the Tribulation Beast. Being able to take on a move from a giant by relying solely on its own strength without any push at all is at least a special inscribed weapon.

The six-eyed sky-swallowing python's expression changed slightly. But the next moment, he heard a shrill phoenix cry. This bird song made its huge body tremble violently.

That was the roar from the divine beast, carrying its fear and despair, and the sound spread far away.

Fighting into the white-hot battlefield, at this moment, it was like being frozen. All the monks stopped in unison.

The Night Demon Lord and the Ghost Doctor did not continue to attack.

Everyone's eyes fell on the fiery red bird in the sky.

A shadow appeared behind it. The phantom of the Suzaku was so big that it was boundless. Covering the entire sky above the Maya Mountains.

Only the two people who had fought with Suzaku in the entire Maya Mountain knew what this shadow represented. There was no trace of blood on their faces.

The Night Demon Lord gently uttered four words: "Nirvana Image!"

The ghost doctor's eyes were filled with astonishment. His face was ashen and he didn't say a word. He just stared blankly at everything in front of him.

Only divine beasts would have this kind of strangeness. Once the Nirvana image appears, it can only lead to two results.

One is the rebirth of the mythical beast from nirvana. Second, the mythical beast is on the verge of death!

But the two giants of cultivation who had fought against it knew very well that Feng Lan was definitely not on the verge of death in battle. Even if they fight at this level for several days and nights, their soul power will not be exhausted. Then the answer is only the former...

At the same time, there was a sudden loud noise in the air. The sky seemed to be torn open. It was a long, dark crack.

Then everyone saw an unforgettable scene. A huge bull's head stuck out from the black crack. He looked down naively, as if he was a little shy, and half retracted his head.

"Stop it, stop it!"