"Use my essence and blood to nourish Kunzai, thousands of miles of fertile soil, and transform all spirits!"
In the cave of Wutu World, Jiang Li flew away Martial Saint Baraja with a spear. Infusing his arms with true energy, he threw it with all his strength. The spear shot out like a rainbow with unparalleled power and pierced Baraja's chest.
He turned around suddenly, his fingers crossed his palm, blood flowed, and kept dripping on the Wutukunzai stone armor suspended in front of him.
Each drop of blood contains the majestic essence of energy. Deep in each drop of blood, there are two forces of yin and yang that are intertwined with each other, constantly rotating, like two divine fishes, one black and one white, linked head to tail.
The blood dripped into Wu Tu Kun Zai, just like the long-dried earth receiving nourishment and irrigation from the spring rain and regaining its vitality.
Wutu Kunzai trembled slightly, and streaks of earthy yellow chaotic light emitted little by little from inside the tortoise-shell-shaped stone armor, undulating on the surface of the stone armor like ripples.
Gradually, the Wutu Jingyuan aura surging around the cave began to drift towards Wutu Kunzai, faster and faster, eventually forming an unimaginable huge storm.
In the surrounding rock walls, there are also streaks of khaki chaotic energy, earth essence energy, and energy points, like streams, rivers, rivers, and seas...
Almost every moment, the various source powers surging from all directions increased thousands of times, bypassing Jiang Li, and all poured into Kun Zai.
"With such momentum, I am afraid that all the Wutu essence source, chaotic energy, and Yuanqi particles within a thousand miles will be absorbed by Wutu Kunzai!"
Jiang Li stood in the chaotic storm. Although he was not affected by the power of Wu Tu, he could still imagine the terrifying changes that Wu Tu Kunzai would bring to the outside world.
Outside the cave, temple priests and masters such as Hadadan Sacrifice and Habibullah Priest were about to rush into the cave to compete with "Jiang Shirong" for the Wutu treasure, but they were also shocked by the huge momentum displayed in an instant.
Within a thousand miles, all the sources of Wutu essence were swept away and all were absorbed by Wutu Kunzai.
Pressure, gravity, and resistance all disappear, and a force field environment similar to the Kyushu world appears.
Everyone present felt their bodies lighten, and their strength, perception, sensitivity and vastness of their souls... all returned.
But no matter the temple priests, masters, Zuo Tianlang, Zong Diansheng and others, they didn't feel relaxed at all. Instead, they felt like they were facing a formidable enemy.
"Quick, everyone gather together, the Wutu storm is about to form!"
The screams of the Hadadan God Sacrifice suddenly sounded like iron being sharpened, and everyone in the Pantheon quickly gathered in one place.
The Hadadan priest raised his hands above his head and murmured to himself, making a strange and harsh sound and tone, as if he was chanting.
Wisps of brilliance filled with faith and spiritual power condensed out of thin air and turned into a golden mask, wrapping everyone inside.
Countless complicated and obscure runes circulate on the light shield, showing a mysterious and holy aura, which is indestructible.
However, the captured "laborers" next to the cave had no effective means of defense in the face of the coming terror.
With the cave as the center, thousands of miles away, the Wutu essence source was instantly emptied, forming a near-vacuum zone.
The surrounding dense essence aura, which weighs more than ten thousand tons, is like the snow and sea mud flow disintegrating on the mountain top, slowly flowing from all directions and pouring down.
Boom boom boom
As more and more Wutu Jingyuan aura poured out, the potential energy became more and more powerful, and became more and more terrifying. In the end, it almost emitted a roar that destroyed the heaven and earth.
The endless source of Wutu essence is rolling in, and its power can instantly flatten mountains thousands of miles away. It cannot be resisted or reversed by human power.
In an instant, this fluctuation affected the balance of power affecting the entire Wutu world.
The world space in all directions was affected by the surge of Wutu Jingyuan. Many people were thrown away, and the Martial Saint could not stand firmly.
Zuo Tianlang, Zong Diansheng and others who are in the "vacuum" zone will face an impact that is even more unimaginable.
"Hide in the cave and rely on the mountain to reduce some of the impact!"
Someone shouted urgently, calling everyone to rush into the cave.
Others were instantly alert and rushed towards the small, closed cave.
This place that once exhausted their strength and spirituality has now become the only refuge.
"Everyone, don't hide your secrets. Use all your information and life-saving means. Only by uniting as one can we survive!"
A warrior with a Da Luo accent yelled. He took out a piece of animal skin from his sleeve robe and shook it hard. There was a clicking sound in the soft animal skin, like some broken bones refitting. Together, they were propped up several meters and pressed against the cave wall.
"Thief, let's fight!"
Zong Diansheng also took out a sea bead from his chest. He untied the leather covering the sea bead, and a faint halo of light emitted from the sea bead, filling a space.
Wherever the halo went, the space was filled with an invisible force. Some dust and gravel fell from the top of the cave, and the moment they encountered the halo, they were isolated.
All those enveloped by the halo have the feeling of being immersed in the ocean.
This is obviously a rare treasure.
However, other people present did not care about envy and coveting. In the crisis, they also took out various life-saving artifacts or means.
The masters of Taoism sacrificed their spiritual thoughts, forming a light shield similar to the condensed light of temple sacrifices. Some magic weapons also flew up and floated around, forming a barrier.
Some warriors had no other means, so they stimulated the blood in their bodies, and with the whistling of their fists, they formed a rapidly rotating and surging wind, trying to support it as much as possible.
boom
The world shook, and the impact was far greater than expected.
Outside the cave, the torrent of Wutu Jingyuan's aura surged from all directions, sweeping and pushing all the way.
All the mountain peaks along the way were flattened and swept up in the torrent, making the torrent even more violent.
These torrents from different directions finally collided together near the cave, erupting into an even more terrifying violent force, sweeping in opposite directions, and colliding again with the subsequent torrent.
The entire Wutu world has turned into a sea of chaotic power.
The shield of divine power gathered by the Pantheon's priests was like a small glass ball, which was instantly flown out. Under various rolling forces, it was constantly lifted off and floated to no one knows where.
The mountains where Zuo Tianlang and Zong Diansheng lived in the cave were also completely wiped out by the force of terror.
The small space that more than seventy people tried their best to hold up was swept out and drifted along in the turbulent current.
Bang bang bang
Various forces and airflows gathered together, and the small space was far from as solid as the Pantheon. Almost as soon as it was rolled up, countless cracks appeared and layer by layer exploded.
"If we can't hold on any longer, we are destined to be destroyed by the power!"
Some people laughed in despair and gave up all thoughts of resistance.
Under this kind of impact, the Martial Saint would have his muscles and bones broken, or even be completely torn to pieces, let alone mortal masters like them!
"Zhiwan, I shouldn't take the risk of bringing you in!"
Zuo Tianlang was filled with regret.
Zhiwan is talented and intelligent, and has a good foundation in martial arts, which is far better than what he used to be. He has great hope of reaching the holy level.
She originally thought that entering the world of the God Tower this time would solidify her martial arts foundation, strive to further her realm, and lay the foundation for breaking the Saint in the future.
But now, Zuo Tianlang finally realized that he had overestimated himself.
The great master of the Divine Transformation Realm is a presence in any region of Kyushu.
But in the world of the God Tower, it is the bottom of the bottom.
"Father, we will be fine!"
Zuo Zhiwan forced a smile, but her pale cheeks betrayed the true fear in her heart.
call
Suddenly, a bright light suddenly flashed in the swirling dust on the side.
A tall and burly figure who looked like a god or demon held a blue-gray stone armor piece and jumped out gently from the dust and gravel.
The torrent of terrifying power swirling around him seemed to have no effect on him at all.
This person stepped on the torrent of essence energy, walking on flat ground, and walked among them in three or five steps.
Strangely enough, the moment this person approached, the torrent of essence energy around him suddenly disappeared.
No matter how shocking and terrifying the torrents coming from all directions were, they did not have any impact on them when they were hit hard.
Go directly around them and crash into the distance.
"Your Excellency is..."
Everyone's pressure suddenly dropped, and they looked at the burly figure who suddenly appeared, in awe and gratitude.
Zong Diansheng couldn't help but glance at the stone armor, recalling the cry of the Western Region Martial Saint Baraja when he was shaken out of the cave, and two startling thoughts jumped out of his heart at the same time.
The most precious treasure of heaven and earth, Wu Tu Kun Zai!
A half-step immortal, the Great Zhou Wuhou!
The two thoughts intertwined with each other, and Zong Diansheng swallowed hard. The shock and impact in his heart were no less than the terrifying torrent he had just experienced.
The same thought appeared in everyone's mind at the same time.
Although I have never seen the true face of this tall man.
But no one doubted their guess.
How many people in the world can knock out an intermediate Martial Saint with one shot?
If not Marquis Wu, who else could it be?
Almost as soon as the tall man walked into the crowd, everyone took a few steps back to show respect.
The best martial artist in the world has this qualification.
As for the treasure of heaven and earth in the hands of "Jiang Shirong", no one dared to covet it.
How dare a tiny ant compete with a two-winged tiger for meat?
How ridiculous and overestimating this is.
"To be able to cause such turmoil in Wu Tu World, Wu Tu Kunzai, the top treasure of this world, must be here!"
While everyone was secretly shocked and thinking, the agitation and turmoil created by the torrent began to weaken.
From a distant space, a majestic and resonant voice penetrated hundreds of miles of torrent of essence and came vibrating.
Sound possesses supreme power and authority, suppressing everything wherever it passes.
Even the chaotic torrent of essence became much calmer.
Everyone's hearts flashed, and the outline of a tall figure as majestic as heaven and earth emerged and condensed in the depths of their minds.
Appear with sound and incarnate thousands of miles away.
This is an almost immortal method!
Zhenwuhou Jiang Shirong!
Such an idea pops up in almost everyone's mind.
But if the owner of that majestic voice hundreds of miles away was Jiang Shirong, who was standing in front of them at this moment?
"Jiang Shirong, you move very quickly!"
Jiang Li heard the sound and looked into the distance, seeing a figure approaching quickly.
Jiang Li put Wu Tukunzai into his arms, wrapped it with true energy to isolate the breath, jumped to the ground, used the magic power of shrinking the earth, moved more than ten miles in an instant, and disappeared.
He could kill the Martial Saint with all his strength, but he was no match for Jiang Shirong.
Once entangled, it is extremely difficult to escape.
"Isn't that person Jiang Shirong?"
"Even if he is not the Marquis of Zhenwu, he is still not something we can touch!"
When Zuo Tianlang, Zong Diansheng and others saw this scene, they naturally understood that they had just preconceived the idea and mistakenly identified Wu Hou.
But even so, the power of that figure still left them in awe and beyond reach.
boom
The next moment, without the protection of Wu Tukunzai, the torrent of essence surging around them hit again, directly smashing the small space they maintained together.
Everyone didn't even have time to shout out in surprise before they were swept away by the torrent, like fallen leaves in the strong wind, being swept away in all directions.
Fortunately, although the current was violent, it was not enough to threaten most people's lives.
"It only takes nine thousand years for one to be born. How can anyone be so lucky to appear in this era?"
At the end of the earth, a majestic figure like a god and demon walked step by step with steady steps.
Every time you take a step, you can span an area of seven or eight miles.
He appeared in the torrent of essence energy, stretched out his hand and grabbed a martial artist of the Five Elements Sect who was swept away in front of him, and asked coldly: "What happened here?"
"Marquis Wu... it's none of my business. It was the people from the Pantheon who kidnapped us to dig up the hills and look for treasures..."
The martial artist of the Five Elements Sect was swept away by the torrent. His whole body was covered with various bruises, his body was also shaken, and his will was blurred. Under Jiang Shirong's pressure, he was trembling uncontrollably. Before he could say a few words, he was already having trouble breathing. Spelling is unclear.
"Pantheon!"
Jiang Shirong's narrow eyes flashed with light. He cast aside the Five Elements Sect martial artist and looked far away. Sure enough, very far ahead, he saw the starlight that had almost completely disappeared.
"There is no such thing as a false god, a heresy!"
Jiang Shirong's footsteps touched the ground, his figure was like a shuttle and lightning, and he flew hundreds of miles away in a few flashes.
"Jiang Shirong, you have Wu Tukunzai, and you still dare to act so arrogantly. You really think that I, the Pantheon of Gods, can't control you!"
"Marquis Wu, I am about to avenge you for the revenge of the two guns!"
Jiang Shirong dodged hundreds of miles away, and immediately there were several shouts and angry shouts.
Immediately, countless streams of light exploded in the distant space, bombarded and shattered by various majestic powers, and caused the essence aura that had gradually subsided to surge again.
"ah!"
But this kind of turmoil and momentum did not last long. As soon as it rose, it died out at an extremely fast speed.
Zuo Tianlang and Zongdian were born on the ground not far away, trembling and crawling up from the ground in embarrassment, and happened to see this scene.
A shrill scream full of fear and panic sounded first, but it was the middle-level martial saint from the Western Region Temple.
It seemed that he was suppressed directly before he could take action.
"Why did you suddenly become so strong? No, that person was not you just now!"
The harsh voice of the Hadadan Divine Sacrifice also came out later, with shock and surprise, and immediately dissipated.
Zuo Tianlang and Zong Diansheng looked at each other, and both saw the shock in each other's eyes.
It is conceivable that as soon as Wuhou appeared, he directly suppressed the two strongest men in the Pantheon.
If the one who got Wu Tukunzai had such strength, why would he need to hide and pretend?
"Let's go quickly. Although the Supreme Treasure Kun Zai has nothing to do with us, neither Marquis Wu nor that mysterious man are existences we can't offend!"
Zuo Tianlang looked around and saw several disciples of the Five Elements Sect and the Siren Valley, but he could not see his beloved daughter Zuo Zhiwan, and he couldn't help but feel anxious.
"We can be considered saved by that man. If we are intercepted and questioned by Marquis Wu and we tell everything, it will be a kind of revenge for kindness!"
Zong Diansheng also said that the two gathered the nearby disciples, briefly discussed and then ran away in separate directions, looking for their scattered companions.
"Someone is pretending to be me!"
Three hundred miles away, on the land of Wutu, the people of the Pantheon Temple were scattered in all directions.
Jiang Shirong is wearing purple cloud tiger heavy armor, standing with his feet on the ground, as if a majestic mountain standing ten thousand feet tall, towering over the sky, giving people a sense of despair and aloofness that is unattainable and unattainable.
His narrow eyes looked at Habibullah, full of domineering and decisive murderous intent, which frightened the chief priest of the temple and almost lost all the courage and will to resist.
This majestic man, who is like a god and demon, possesses a kind of overwhelming pressure that transcends the mortal world. He is extremely domineering and cannot be disobeyed and contested. Everything is directly suppressed, and his body is shattered to pieces.
"I have no idea!"
Priest Habibullah shook his head. He glanced at the middle-level Martial Saint of the Western Regions who had half of his body destroyed, and said in a trembling voice: "Baraja met a short black man from the Mang tribe, who once used the Brilliant Heavenly Killing. He was wounded in his right arm by the move of Fa Dashu, and when he was digging a cave, it was the man who shot him away, and he was the one who called out your name!"
"The Great Technique of Huangtian Killing!"
Jiang Shirong's eyes flashed, as if he was thinking, and he didn't know what he thought of.
"Marquis Wu, we really wanted the treasure in the cave, but we never knew it was Wu Tu Kun Zai, and we didn't get that thing either!"
Priest Habibullah struggled to get up, his posture extremely humble: "It was just a misunderstanding, and we have received the punishment we deserve. Marquis Wu is very important to pursue the treasure, so he hopes to let us go once!"
As a temple priest, Habibullah is a servant of the gods and has a dignified status that cannot be desecrated or lowered.
But in front of the number one warrior in Kyushu who had already touched the threshold of human immortality, he did not dare to be reserved at all.
As a second-time Thunder Tribulation Ghost Immortal, Hadadan Divine Sacrifice controlled the power of faith. The moment he met Jiang Shirong, he displayed his strongest faith spell. However, Jiang Shirong pointed his finger in the air, and together with the magic weapon, soul, and The physical body is instantly destroyed.
This kind of method is no worse than that of gods.
"Pantheon Temple is one of the three religions in the Western Region. Your god Zhen Nianyan once had a battle with me in Star Wolf Valley. Half of my thirty-six generals, Thunder Tiger, were lost in his hands. I once said to him , one day, I will personally ascend to the main altar of the Pantheon and kill all the false gods enshrined on the altar!"
Jiang Shirong walked slowly up to Priest Habibullah, reached out and touched the latter's forehead lightly, and Priest Habibullah's body decomposed and fell like sand.
The spiritual thoughts of the ghosts and immortals were directly imprisoned in the physical body and turned into ashes together with them.
"Only Luo'er, Jing'er and Buli have fully practiced my Huangtian killing technique. Yinwu Pavilion Keqing and Huwei tribes have also practiced it, but they are loyal and will not betray!"
Jiang Shirong waved his sleeves and robes, and the few surviving Pantheon priests and masters around him immediately died.
He looked at the cloud sky in the distance and said to himself: "There is also Yingying. She also has the great killing technique that I passed on to Buli. Her death is related to Jiang Li. In this world, she can still perform the great killing technique." I’m afraid he’s the only one who knows this skill!”
"Challenge the mid-level Martial Saint with one shot? Could it be him!"
Jiang Shirong's eyes flickered uncertainly. He looked in one direction, took steps, and strode away. In a few moments, he disappeared into the gray Wutu world.
…
"call!"
Hundreds of miles away from the cave, in another direction, Jiang Li's figure appeared among a patchwork of mountains.
Wutu Kunzai seems to have the ability to exempt all Wutu powers. Jiang Li carries the Kunzai stone armor and runs on the ground like flying, no longer restricted by any gravity or resistance.
Even after Kun Zai emptied the Wutu essence source within a thousand miles around him for the first time, Jiang Li felt that he and Kun Zai had established a vague bond.
The surrounding Wutu Jingyuan and him were not only unrelated to each other, but also developed a very weak sense of affinity.
Jiang Li took out Wutu Kunzai from his arms and unwrapped the true energy. The Wutu Jingyuan aura and Yuan Qi floating around him immediately came slowly under the pull of Kunzai's power.
But compared to when Kun Zai was alive, the speed of this absorption and fusion was obviously tens of thousands of times slower.
Wutukun is the prototype of the earth, also known as the bones and roots of the earth. In addition to its own carrying and evolution capabilities, what is more important is that it can grow without limit in the long river of time.
From a barren island thousands of miles away, it continuously absorbs various original powers from the world and finally turns into a huge world similar to Kyushu.
"Wutu Kunzai is the foundation, not a real continent. To complete it, more Wutu treasures are needed. In addition to the earth essence stone, the most important thing is the fertile soil!"
Jiang Li did not include Wu Tukun in the Sumeru Precepts.
Although the Sumeru Ring on his finger is a space magic weapon, it can only be regarded as a small world at best and cannot withstand such a treasure of heaven and earth as Wutu Kunzai.
Fortunately, Kun Zai's attribute is earth, which is the most peaceful and calm. Jiang Li can completely isolate its breath and attributes by wrapping it with true energy.
Jiang Li dispersed his true energy, untied his robe, put Wutu Kunzai on his chest, tightly wrapped it around him and carried it with him. It was also a piece of protective armor that was indestructible to the Martial Saint.
Even if a human immortal comes, it is impossible to break it open!
Kunzai's stone armor was close to his body. Jiang Li slightly let go of the package of zhenqi and absorbed the surrounding Wutu essence source on his own.
Before, sucking up a land thousands of miles away seemed to activate Wutu Kunzai's original consciousness.
The stone armor trembled slightly and undetectably, as if it was breathing.
Every time it is absorbed and fused, some subtle essence energy will be guided to Jiang Li's body, and then it will be guided back again.
Like a cycle.
As Jiang Li was nourished and circulated by the Wutu Essence Source, his physical body was also strengthening to a weak extent.
Every breathing cycle makes the connection between Jiang Li and Kun Zai become closer and stronger.
In the mental platform, the two cauldrons of Liangzhou and Mangzhou shook, and more luck was released.
If you have the bones and roots of the earth, you also have the foundation to build a ten thousand-year legacy.
Naturally, it deserves further recognition from Dingqi.
"My spiritual will has become much stronger. Is it because of the cauldron?"
Jiang Li also noticed some changes. With more luck swirling around him, stronger confidence emerged in his heart.
With your feet on the ground, you feel like you are the master of this world.
But he knew in his heart that this was only a possibility and qualification, not real dominance and control.
The Ancient God Tower has existed for who knows how many years. Even the emperors in the medieval era failed to conquer it. How could he do it now?
However, compared with other people who entered the Wutu world, Jiang Li had an advantage that others could not imagine.
Just being exempt from all pressure, resistance and gravity in the Wutu world will allow him to collect more Wutu treasures!
After gathering everything, Jiang Li chose to turn back in the direction he came from.
Just when he passed through an area, he felt Wutu Kunzai in his arms suddenly move!
(End of chapter)
