The dragon's roar whip was swung out, wrapping around one side of the coiled dragon stone pillar, and flew forward through the stone pillar.
But he didn't expect that at this moment, the huge sharp claws appeared above him again, Zhao Ning's pupils shrank sharply, and his body turned to avoid the possibility of being directly pierced by the sharp claws, and the whole person was held captive. into the sharp claws.
Zhao Ning didn't dare to move, so she could only let the owner of the sharp claws take her across the many palace palaces and continue flying deeper into the palace.
The clouds dispersed a lot. Zhao Ning looked up and could already see the feathers of this huge bird, which were colorless and crystal clear. On the other side, she saw that the bird's other sharp claw had been chopped off and covered in blood. At the fracture point, there is constant death energy drilling into its body.
"Bah!"
The bird whined again, and this call made Ning feel his soul trembling, and his consciousness was slightly scattered.
After waiting for a while for Zhao Ning to recover, she looked around again. She no longer knew where the huge bird had caught her. The palace palaces were still there, but only broken walls were left.
Probably Zhao Ning was not harmed by the bird along the way, and she tried to communicate with the bird.
"Are you in pain?"
"I can help you get rid of those dead energy."
But when living beings are entangled with death energy, all the illnesses in their bodies will burst out, making them miserable, until the life force is transformed into death energy under the pain, until they completely lose their vitality.
But Zhao Ning couldn't get any response. Zhao Ning looked at the ruins getting denser and denser, with countless scratches and collision marks remaining on them. The palace here was probably destroyed by the pain of this bird.
Zhao Ning's thoughts were spinning rapidly, and her consciousness sank in the House of Silent Spirit. She quickly searched for the written records on the Great Demon Script, and then converted the words she just said into the Great Demon Script and passed them to the top. After a moment, she heard another cry. , fortunately, there was no pain caused by those few whines.
The next moment, Zhao Ning was thrown into the ruins. She rolled up and stood up from the ruins. She saw the giant bird frantically destroying the remaining building pillars around her, and hitting the ground with its body, causing smoke and dust to spread everywhere. , heavy fog.
Zhao Ning ducked down, just in time to avoid the giant bird swooping past from above, smashing a huge hole in the ground. Countless crystal feathers on its body flew away, and turned into fly ash after a moment.
The giant bird did not rise from the hole again.
Zhao Ning approached cautiously and saw the bird twitching violently in the hole.
Only in this way did Zhao Ning roughly see its appearance. It resembled an ordinary bird, but it had only one eye and a gorgeous crest on the top of its head. Its whole body was as crystal-clear as jade, and its feathers shone with silver in the flowing light. Turning upstream, countless scenes appeared in front of my eyes in an instant, including the past, present, and future.
In the blurry picture of the future, she saw an earth-shattering battle, a confrontation between countless powers, but when she tried to identify something from the blurry picture, she had a splitting headache, forcing Zhao Ning to hold her head. Backing away, a trace of moisture overflowed from the corners of his eyes, and when he touched it with his fingertips, there were tears of blood.
"Hey."
At this time, a very light chirping sound snatched Zhao Ning out of the pain. The head of the giant bird rested on the edge of the pit at some point, and its huge single eye stared at Zhao Ning without blinking. Unexpectedly Yes, Zhao Ning saw a hint of intimacy in its eyes.
Then it stretched its head and touched Zhao Ning, like a cat rubbing against its owner, and rubbed Zhao Ning. However, its head was too huge. Zhao Ning even became unsteady when rubbing against it. Several times Almost fell down.
It seemed to be expecting something, and Zhao Ning suddenly realized that this giant bird had probably understood what the big demon had just said, and hoped that Zhao Ning could help it.
Zhao Ning took out a bowl from the Palace of Silent Spirits, looked at the size of the giant bird, hesitated for a moment, and then replaced the stone bowl with a large cauldron. The cauldron was gradually filled with clear, heaven-defying water.
The giant bird raised its head and stared at the water in the cauldron.
Zhao Ning said, "I don't know what the name of this water is, but it should be able to purify impurities and aura that do not belong to the body, including the death energy on your body. I just don't know if it is enough..."
Before Zhao Ning could finish her words, she saw the giant bird burying its head tightly in the giant cauldron. Not even a drop of the heaven-defying water spilled out. Its long beak was like a spoon and poured all the heaven-defying water into its mouth. , for a moment it was obvious that the lifeless energy in its body was being forced out from the broken leg.
It jumped up happily and ran around in the sky. The forbidden air law had no effect on it at all.
Zhao Ning thought, could this place be its lair, but this is obviously the place where heavenly beings live, could it be the spiritual beast of some heavenly being?
At this moment, the bird flew back again and landed in the pit. The height difference of the pit caused Zhao Ning and the bird to maintain a eye-level position. The bird rubbed against Zhao Ning for a moment, then lowered its head and looked towards Zhao Ning unfolds his crown feathers.
There is one colorful feather on its crown feather, but judging from the broken root canal of the crown feather, there should be three complete crown feathers.
Zhao Ning didn't understand what it was doing, but it let the crown feather move closer to Zhao Ning. Zhao Ning subconsciously reached out to touch it. The moment it touched the colorful feather, the colorful feather broke and fell into Zhao Ning's hand. , reduced to the size of a palm.
"Is it for me?" Before Zhao Ning could ask, the colorful feather in his hand shone with light, Zhao Ning's gaze wavered, and the surrounding void was distorted. In the next moment, Zhao Ning was standing in front of the huge gate again.
Zhao Ning walked back and forth in shock. There were no signs of collapse on the long road ahead. There was no blood in her ears, and there were no blood and tears in the corners of her eyes. If she hadn't still been holding the colorful feather in her hand, everything before seemed to be just her fantasy.
Zhao Ning didn’t know whether it was the magical effect of this colorful feather, which allowed Zhao Ning to recover from the damage he suffered, or whether it was... Zhao Ning looked at the intact long path in the sky... or whether it allowed time to go back to when Zhao Ning just opened the door. that moment.
Everything here is beyond Zhao Ning's cognition, everything seems to be reshaping Zhao Ning's world view.
She took Colorful Feather into the House of Silent Spirits and set foot on that gorgeous white jade road again. If she walked this road again, would she meet that seemingly terrifying but actually childish bird again?
But no, until Zhao Ning passed this long road and stepped onto the gatehouse, he still didn't encounter the bird again.
In front of the gatehouse is a circular square. In the center of the square stands a tall stone statue. The stone statue looks like a demon. He has two long nine-curved horns with extremely sharp tips. He has a tiger face with three eyes, an ox body and a back. He has an extremely thick back, wears a suit of armor, and holds a trident.
For some reason, Zhao Ning always felt that the appearance of this stone statue seemed familiar.
Behind the stone statue was a magnificent hall. Before Zhao Ning could see the whole thing clearly, he was suddenly distracted by a trace of blood.
The blood came from the fingertips of the stone statue. A little blood came out of the long and sharp fingers, and then the whole blood stained his hands.
The stone statue moved and came to life. It raised its head stiffly and looked at Zhao Ning. A thick sound that seemed to come from ancient times resounded in all directions.
"Who disturbed the temple?"
Zhao Ning was startled and raised her hands in salute, "My little girl came here by mistake. God and man, please forgive me. Immediately..."
But before Zhao Ning finished speaking, the voice came up again, "Those who trespass on the temple will die!"
Immediately afterwards, a strong tearing force dragged Zhao Ning from the gate to the square. The moment he hit the ground with a bang, he looked up and saw that the trident above had been raised high, the sharp edge flashed at the tip, and Zhao Ning instantly disappeared. But far away, he didn't expect to be pulled out of the twisted void by the trident in the middle of the instant, and rolled on the square.
The trident stabbed down again, and with a bang, the tip of the trident got stuck on the dragon's tooth thorn. Under the struggle between the two sides, the floor tiles under Zhao Ning's back cracked, and he sank half a foot before finding a balance in the struggle.
Zhao Ning couldn't sense the cultivation level of the stone statue, and couldn't even tell whether the stone statue was dead or alive.
With a dragon roar, the dragon fang thorns instantly turned into eight giant dragons and wrapped around the trident. The trident sank three inches, almost piercing Zhao Ning's belly, and was imprisoned by the eight giant dragon spirits.
Zhao Ning was able to teleport away at this moment and appeared three feet away. The cultivation level was still suppressed here. Being able to teleport three feet away was already the limit.
The stone statue was trying to escape from Zhao Ning. With a loud roar, it grabbed the long handle of the trident and pulled it out with great force from the entanglement of the eight dragons. The eight ancient dragon spirits spread out and ran towards Zhao Ning. , fell into Zhao Ning's hands and transformed into a dragon roar whip again.
At this time, the stone statue was holding a trident pointing to the sky, and the tip of the trident was flashing. The stone bricks in the square were seen stirring. Zhao Ning was shocked and stepped back, only to see the stone bricks being lifted up in an instant. Countless natives were holding spears and wearing armors. , emerged from the ground and pounced on Zhao Ning.
Xunfeng Qingyu's first move was to move with the shadow of the whip, and his body moved with the shadow of the whip. He got out of the circle surrounded by the natives and rushed towards the gatehouse. However, he didn't want to just stop at the gate. Countless figures suddenly appeared on the long road, with spears and armor. Like heavenly soldiers and generals, they rushed towards the gate tower and blocked Zhao Ning's way forward.
Looking back again, the earthy color of the natives had completely dissipated, and they turned into heavenly soldiers and generals wearing white clothes and silver armor and spears.
Zhao Ning had no choice but to forcefully fight against the rushing figures.
The roar of the dragon resounded throughout the world, and the shadow of the whip seemed invisible. In the endless encirclement, a clear light became the only center, splitting open the land with difficulty.
But all this seems to be useless. Zhao Ning can't tell whether these things are people or ghosts, gods or shadows, let alone whether they have any cultivation level. No matter how powerful the moves are, they feel no pain if they fall on them. Unconsciously, it would only take a step closer to stimulate their fighting spirit, and take a step closer to the small place where Zhao Ning can stay.
Zhao Ning knew that he could not go on like this, but if the true energy in his body was exhausted, he would be swallowed up by these figures like a tide.
The Dragon Roar Whip swept across, and eight ancient dragon shadows rushed in all directions, knocking down a group of heavenly soldiers and generals. The Ghostly Crying Vine spread around, entangled the figures, and tried to absorb the spiritual power in their bodies, but the direction was sudden. It collapsed, then continued to grow from under the floor tiles and on the long road, and then rushed this way.
Although it was useless to defeat these things, it gave Zhao Ning some breathing time. She took the opportunity to see the state of the tiger-faced and ox-body stone statue. He stood still, still holding the trident and pointing to the sky. The entire body and the trident also returned to a petrified state. Only the spiritual point at the tip of the trident flickered, which was the source of the continuous summons of these "heavenly soldiers and generals".
Such a call must be interrupted.
But just after gaining a small space, people were pouring in again. Zhao Ning clutched the Dragon Roar Whip tightly. Seeing them using it like a tide, Zhao Ning knew that he only had one chance to rush to the stone statue. Suddenly, the Dragon Roan Whip disappeared. , it was replaced by a branch. When the lightning flashed, thunder suddenly sounded outside the entire hall. Zhao Ning held the Thunder Soul Wood with a weird figure, lingering spiritual light, thunder clouds spread above his head, and the thunder rumbled down, and countless figures were stunned. live.
There is no illusion about the Tao and Dharma, thunder is moving in the world, and there is no illusion about things.
The first line of the path of no delusion, no delusion, good luck.
When there is no arrogance, the thunder from the sky will strike down, and all things must not act rashly; above the auspiciousness, the laws will protect each other, and everything will tend to benefit oneself.
This caused countless figures to be imprisoned in place, but Zhao Ning's power to drive the sky thunder with the help of Thunder Soul Wood could only stop those figures for a moment, but Zhao Ning had already rushed to the edge of the encirclement from this moment, and when countless figures rushed towards them, "Going to good luck", everything that is conducive to Zhao Ning tends to the greatest possibility, including at this moment Zhao Ning wants to completely get rid of the "Heavenly Soldiers and Heavenly Generals" and prevent the summoning of the trident.
Zhao Ning was forced in front of the tiger-faced cow, and it started to move again. Its three eyes stared at Zhao Ning without any expression, and the petrification dissipated downwards along a gray line.
However, it takes three breaths to remove the petrification. This three breaths is enough time for Zhao Ning in the "good luck" state to use the thunder soul wood to force the thunder into the trident. The power on the trident is instantly overwhelmed by the thunder. At this moment All the figures approaching behind him turned into dust and scattered on the ground.
The Thunder Soul Wood grew instantly, wrapped the trident, and broke free from the control of the tiger-faced ox-body. In the next moment, the tiger-faced ox-body guy was completely petrified, and at the same time, "Xiang Ji" disappeared.
The man with a tiger face and an ox body was extremely furious. He stared at Zhao Ning closely without trying to grab the trident. The blood on the fingertips of his hands swelled. The blood crawled along his body to the tip of his nine-curved horn. His body shape changed suddenly. , the front body jumped to the ground and turned into a running bull, heading straight towards Zhao Ning.
The force was so heavy that the earth trembled, and the speed was so fast that Zhao Ning was only able to summon the Dragon Roar Whip again. The tip of the nine-curved horn collided with the body of the Dragon Roar Whip. Zhao Ning was directly knocked ten feet away and hit the gate tower. However, the entire gatehouse was not damaged at all, but Zhao Ning hit the ground hard, a large amount of blood spurted out, and his internal organs seemed to be shattered.
At this moment, Zhao Ning realized that the confrontation just now was just a low-level fight. She was just an ant fighting against this weird tiger-like face and ox-like body.
Zhao Ning's vision was blurry, and she could vaguely see the tiger-faced ox-body about to charge towards him again with its nine-curved horns.
She held on, the veins on her hands popped out, blood seeped out from the pores, her spiritual power struggled to gather, and the Thunder Soul Wood wrapping the trident trembled slightly.
Even if he exhausted his essence and blood and tried the Taiwuwu Dao method again, he would still be able to escape this fatal blow.
At this moment, an extremely soft radiance like holy light shone from the hall, and Zhao Ning heard a sigh that sounded like the earth. The voice was full of love but distant and unusual.
Just listen, "Tubo."
The tiger-faced ox-body immediately stopped charging, paused on the spot, and turned into the upright tiger-faced ox-body stone statue again.
The light scattered on Zhao Ning's body, which was warm, and repaired all the damage in Zhao Ning's body, and restored all the true energy.
Zhao Ning stood up, her eyes fell on the stone statue, and then looked up at the main hall. She seemed to know which legendary figure's main hall was at this time.
"Child, come in."
Zhao Ning was full of awe, bowed her clothes, walked around the stone statue step by step, and stepped onto the elevated hall step by step. There were two words inscribed with ancient thunder patterns on the plaque of the hall. Zhao Ning couldn't understand it, but she knew those two words. It's - "hou soil".
She walked into the main hall and bowed respectfully, "My little daughter, Zhao Ning, bows to Queen Tu, the Mother of the Earth."
In ancient times, there was a god who controlled yin and yang, gave birth to all things, gave beauty to all things, and the beauty of mountains and rivers on the earth. He was the god in the center of heaven and earth and the god of the underworld.
"There is no need to pray, I have already returned to chaos, and this is the last remaining remnant of consciousness."
"It has existed for 35 million years, and it is time to end."
Zhao Ning raised his head and saw that the vast hall was far larger than what was seen from the outside. It was as if he was in the clouds and sky. The holy light reflected the clouds and mist in a golden color. The body of Queen Houtu's residual consciousness was extremely huge. It reached the ground and reached the sky. Zhao Ning was even more powerful. The ants were even smaller, and they couldn't even look directly at Houtu Empress's face.
"My little girl fell into this place by chance and disturbed my queen's sleep."
"Maybe I'm waiting for you."
Zhao Ning was puzzled, but there was a secret hidden in the ancient god's words.
She heard Hou Tu's laughter, "It's been too long. It's been so long that Kyushu is no longer the same Kyushu."
"Did Kyushu exist in ancient times?"
She smiled, like a loving mother looking at a young child and asking questions.
"You'll find out, kid, in the near future."
Zhao Ning lowered his eyes and no longer explored the implications of her words, but asked, "I don't know, what do you want the Queen to do when she invites Zhao Ning into the palace?"
Empress Houtu was silent for a moment and said, "My child likes you very much."
Zhao Ning was surprised, the child of Empress Houtu?
Just then, I heard a long cry. It was a huge bird flying through the golden clouds, and then it landed at the feet of Queen Houtu and nuzzled obediently.
