Chapter 12 The power of God is unpredictable

Style: Fantasy Author: Chen YuanWords: 1985Update Time: 24/02/20 13:45:19
Facing the raging sword light, Ma Lu suppressed the turbulent atmosphere in his body and held it hard with a pair of iron hands. He was shocked and angry in his heart. What was shocking was that the attention of heaven would not come sooner or later, but it would come at this juncture. Yingzhou was angry that Wei Shiqi took advantage of the chaos to rob him, and was determined to force him to show up and kill people with a borrowed knife.

Heavenly Court is the public enemy of the true immortals. This move risks the disapproval of the world and violates a big taboo. However, Wei Shiqi is not a true immortal and is not bound by the rules. Although Ma Lu is angry, he has nothing to do.

The dark sword light streaked through the void, criss-crossing, and faintly woven into a sparse and impeccable cage. The red deer moved and dodged within a few inches, knowing full well that the opponent was trapping the enemy with the sword light. What followed was a shocking blow, but it was also There is no good way to deal with it. He tried his best to suppress the aura of the true immortal, appeared and appeared, and frequently used means to fight back. However, Wei Shiqi relied on the unity of his body and pushed the "transcending tribulation" magical power to the ninth level of perfection. His physical body was as strong as any, and ordinary means could not hurt him at all. he.

The thunder boomed, the clouds got lower and lower, the wheels rolled across the sky, the heaven seemed to sense something, the red deer restrained its hands and feet, and its eyes were about to burst.

Wei Shiqi tried his best, and the sword light shrouded the world, finally closing the gap and trapping the opponent. He did not hesitate to abandon the sword and hold the spear, and with a muffled groan, his soul eyes all over his body were bright, like the nine-headed snake, the black dragon of the abyss, the real person Jingyun, the nine-headed bird, and the pangolin. Their spirits danced wildly, faintly turning into a wheel. The passage of time stopped for a moment, and the next moment, chaos and chaos surged out. Wei Shiqi drew the four secret symbols of "Toughness", "Knot", "Hook", and "Broken" in one breath, which complemented each other and formed a perfect synthesis. A sharp sword slashed at the red deer.

The light of the sword was scattered and annihilated, and the red deer revealed its original shape. It was actually a seven or eight-foot-long insect with yellow and black armor all over its body. There were nearly a hundred thin legs growing under its belly. It raised its head high and could no longer hide its body weight. The breath of true immortality. There was a soft "click" sound, and a thin crack opened in the armor. In anger, the red deer opened and closed its mouthparts and spit out a cloud of poisonous gas. With a flick of his body, his head hit his chest hard. Wei Shiqi flew backwards, spitting out a line of blood, and turned into a miserable blue color as soon as he left his mouth.

The wind and snow suddenly stopped, the clouds suddenly opened, and a stream of green air hung down from the sky, gently resting on the body of the red deer.

As if struck by lightning, the red deer couldn't help but curl up into a ball, paused for a few breaths, and slowly rose along the green light. However, it was only ten feet away from the ground when a thunderbolt struck, and the lightning engulfed him from head to tail. The red deer screamed, and the golden cicada escaped from its shell. Its soul abandoned its body and escaped. In an instant, another thunderbolt struck head-on, unable to escape, killing his body and soul.

The split soul was destroyed, and the True Immortal Ba Hao, who was far away in the Thousand Foot Crypt of Xingluo Continent, felt the emotion in his heart. Huo Di opened his eyes and stared at white light, cutting through the everlasting darkness. He pondered for a long time and murmured to himself: "To kill the split soul, Heaven's method should not be underestimated." He spent a lot of effort to refine this split soul incarnation just to deceive Heaven's talisman. Li Daitao's plan was unexpectedly discovered by the enemy. This path really didn't work, so he had to find another way.

"Wei Shiqi of the Wild North City of Dayingzhou, how about using the hands of heaven to destroy my incarnation?" He remembered the name, slowly closed his eyes, and fell into concentration again.

The green air gradually faded away, the thunder rumbled away, and a fierce battle finally came to an end. The carcass of the red deer was as black as charcoal, exuding a pungent stench, and the poisonous gas rolled out, engulfing the vegetation in its path for hundreds of miles. Decay, and life becomes extinct.

Wei Shiqi witnessed the Red Deer being destroyed by the thunder with his own eyes, and his mind was a little confused. It was clear that Qing Qi should lead the way and fly to the heaven, so why did he tamper with the script and stage a killing scene? He had a vague feeling that something was wrong, but he couldn't explain why.

The poison was entangled in the internal organs, like gangrene attached to the bones, which could not be driven away. The injuries inside the body collapsed and were out of control. Wei Shiqi's face turned pale, blood was flowing from all his orifices, his chest was deeply sunken, and he was gasping for breath. He wheezed and gasped, like a broken bellows. He barely used the power of his soul to protect his heart, struggled to get up, staggered a few steps, held his knees with both hands, and retched, but nothing came out. Extremely weak and in unbearable pain, how long has it been since you suffered such a big loss? The days of smooth sailing have gone too long, and I can no longer bear the slightest setback. It’s really frustrating!

A black light flew out from his sleeve, and Tu Zhen appeared, reaching out to support him. She was a weapon spirit and was not afraid of poisonous gas. Wei Shiqi looked back at her, felt relieved, and said with a bitter smile: “Now I’m losing a lot of money.”

Tu Zhen looked at his face and asked softly: "Are you going back?"

Wei Shiqi shook his head, "If you can't go back, go take a look."

The words were broken and unclear, but Tu Zhen understood what he meant and carefully let go of his hand. Seeing that although his face was ugly, he could still hold on, he immediately stepped forward and touched the red deer's body like charcoal. Generally, the pieces collapse and become shapeless. Tu Zhen frowned and searched for a while, then returned to Wei Shiqi and handed him a dim golden ball of Six Dragons Huiyu Zhan, a dark insect sac, and a round demon pill the size of a thumb. Heavy, blue and sparkling, the light shines and figures can be seen.

The Nine Heavens Thunder kills the true immortals, not even sparing their souls. Heavenly Court's methods are infinitely mysterious. The Six Dragons Returning Slash and the Insect Pouch are both external objects. It can still be explained that they are left behind. However, this demon pill is intact, but it reveals a little bit. Strange poisonous gas surged up in waves. Wei Shiqi felt restless and had no intention of thinking carefully, so he conveniently included the three objects into the "One Mustard Cave".

As soon as the demon elixir enters the cave, the tree of creation reacts, its branches and leaves swaying, tirelessly conveying the message of longing. Although the Creation Tree is just a sapling, the old god has always been there. Wei Shiqi has never seen it so out of control. The demon pill left by the true immortal must be a great tonic, whether it is refining pills, casting weapons, or opening the soul eye. , all have great potential, but these are not as important as the Creation Tree. Wei Shiqi no longer hesitated and sent the demon pill directly to the Creation Tree.

The Creation Tree cheered silently, and three young leaves stretched out, wrapped the demon pill, and sent it into the trunk. Wei Shiqi felt his whole body tremble, and the poisonous gas entangled in his organs was like hundreds of rivers returning to the sea, pouring into the cave sky one after another, and being sucked out by the Creation Tree. He was surprised and happy to easily get rid of his serious trouble, so he simply sucked all the poisonous gas that filled the surrounding areas into the cave sky and sent it into the tree of creation.

I don't know how long it took, the Creation Tree trembled violently, opened its branches and leaves, and suddenly jumped up to a height of several feet. It looked like a small tree, with dozens of young leaves stretching and swaying. The majestic life poured into the cave sky, and Wei Shiqi's chest Once loosened, even the injury improved a little.

Master Mei once told him that the tree of creation grows very slowly and needs to be watered with various mysterious liquids from heaven and earth to ripen it. It will take several years before a single leaf can germinate. The "mysterious liquid of heaven and earth" is just a way of deceiving people. The power of a true immortal is the key!