The Blood Song of the Three Realms Chapter 251: Success (1)

The Void Spirit Realm, above the nine layers of wind, is at least 1.8 billion miles above the ground, and 3.6 billion green mountains are suspended in the sky. !.

Each mountain is of general specifications, and the whole body is carved with precious jade condensed with spiritual energy. The mountain is 3,600 feet high and has a radius of 36 miles. On the mountain, which is as clean as a mirror, there are densely carved innumerable runes as thin as teeny heads.

Thirty-six billion such huge green hills are suspended in the mid-air. They revolve along an incomparably mysterious trajectory, with an invisible point as the core. One by one, large and small complex circles.

The aura of heaven and earth is constantly being absorbed by these green mountains. With so many mountains gathered together, their power to devour the aura of heaven and earth has reached the limit that the void spirit world can bear. Because of the rapid disappearance of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, the void with a radius of nearly 10 billion miles became pitch black, only the green hills glowed faintly.

At the core of these green hills, a circular jade platform with a diameter of 3,600 miles is quietly suspended.

On the jade platform, there are tens of thousands of large and small, strangely shaped instruments and treasures, all kinds of banners, flag gates, various altars, altars, and all kinds of weird ceremonial instruments. As it stood, it kept clanging and vibrating with the rotation of the surrounding green hills.

In the jade platform formation, on a nine-story altar with a height of twenty-seven feet, Saint Linghu and two other old people wearing long robes, who described a special kind of old man, sat cross-legged on the ground. A fist-thick beam of light above their heads rushed hundreds of millions of miles high, and the beam of light finally turned into a light mist and merged into the void. From time to time, dazzling rays of light sprayed out from where the beam of light dissipated.

Sage Linghu has vertical eyes between his eyebrows, and a pair of eyes are born in the palms of his palms.

Another old man had no eyeballs in his eye sockets, but instead gave birth to a pair of slender hands that were translucent and flawless. In the palms of the pair of hands, a mass of rapidly rotating streamer sprayed out billions of cold light, countless cold lights shot out three to five feet away, and then went straight into the void.

The remaining old man looked quite normal at first glance, no different from ordinary old people. But the earlobes of his ears were more than a foot long, and they all drooped to his chest. On the earlobe as white as jade. It is very strange that hundreds of tiny eyes like sesame seeds have grown. These small pupils opened and closed one after another, occasionally a divine light flashed through them.

The three of them sat on the jade platform, and in the middle of the three of them was a cloud of chaotic mist in the shape of a black and white two-color Tai Chi picture. This mass of mist with a diameter of several feet rotates rapidly, from which countless phantoms of earth, water, fire and wind are continuously born.

The three hold a token each. He kept shouting loudly. Shoot streamers of light into the mist. They keep changing their handprints. Drenched in sweat, he crazily stimulated the mana in his body, and tried his best to make the mist produce some strange changes.

Beside them. Beside the jade platform, a nine-grade lotus platform with the color of white jade is quietly suspended. A Daoist Qinghuang, wearing a bright red Taoist robe and three buns on his head, sat quietly on the lotus platform. The Taoist held a ruby ​​Ruyi in his hand, and there were patches of flames flashing above his head. Occasionally, a ray of fairy light spread from above his head, and transparent golden petals the size of a palm kept falling.

These transparent golden petals were born out of thin air, but when they fell to the ground, they became real petals, freshly plucked from the flower branch, with fresh dew on them.

The palm-sized petals are fragrant, and purple-gold juice lingers in the faintly translucent petals. If there are alchemists at the master level present, they will be able to recognize that this is clearly the petal of the legendary top-level fairy grass 'Golden Tree'.

This kind of petal is hard to come by in the Holy Spirit Realm, and a single petal can be refined into an elixir, which can instantly give a newborn baby the power of a fairy that can overwhelm mountains and seas.

But for this Taoist, these incomparably precious petals are just a trace of Dao breath inadvertently leaked from his body, and some useless waste produced out of thin air after merging with the spiritual energy of heaven and earth from the void and spirit world.

The Taoist looked at the three Linghu sages with a smile on his face, and the crimson jade Ruyi in his hand shook from time to time. Every time the golden petals on the ground have accumulated to 10,080 pieces, when he shakes Yu Ruyi, these golden petals will turn into golden rays and merge into the black and white mist in the middle of the jade platform. It will even speed up.

After about a quarter of an hour, the black and white mist suddenly spread to the surroundings, turning into a light curtain covering hundreds of miles and covering the entire Yutai. Countless flickering lights and shadows flowed in the light curtain, and after a few breaths, a clear and stable image appeared.

What appeared in the light curtain was the depths of the first full moon in the Yuanlu world. In the underground palace where the old, the middle and the young were secretly cultivating, Yin Xuege, Linghu Shengren and the black shadow interacted with each other. The scene of attacking and fighting.

Traces of strange light mist wrapped around the black shadow in the image, and countless strange runes were densely covered in the light mist. There seemed to be countless eyes blinking and opening and closing on these runes, so slowly. Slowly blending into the image of the black shadow.

Taoist Qing Huang looked at the black shadow and frowned slightly.

"Sure enough, the three fellow Taoists know this very well. He really attached a ray of spirit to the lower realm of Nalan Shuixin's true spirit."

"It's just that this Nether Corpse Liquid is really vicious. The Qibao Ruyi held by Fellow Daoist Linghu is a rare treasure of Buddhism, and it can't hurt his avatar. If he hoarded a lot of this Nether Corpse Liquid, I'm afraid We have to find a way to deal with him."

Sage Linghu opened his eyes panting. He took a deep look at the Taoist and snorted coldly.

"Find the hiding place of his body first, and then talk about other things. After so many years, this is our best chance."

The old man with hundreds of eyes that kept opening and closing his earlobe opened his eyes slightly, and let out a fiery breath from his mouth.

"No matter how sinister and evil things like Nether Corpse Liquid are, there is always a way to deal with them, right? For example, those Buddhist powers in the Holy Spirit Realm, can't they find a way to deal with this stuff? "

Taoist Qing Huang smiled slightly, waved his hands lightly, and sighed lightly.

"This matter... Fellow Daoist Huangpu, you are thinking about it badly. If the friendship between Pindao and the three fellow Taoists is leaked, I am afraid that those few Buddhist masters will be the first to break into Pindao's dojo. Exterminate the orthodoxy of the poor. It is unthinkable to use their power."

After a slight pause, Taoist Qing Huang warned the three of them very seriously.

"It's okay here, but when you arrive in the Holy Spirit Realm, you don't even have the thought of thinking about them. They have reached an unfathomable and inconceivable level. Even if you think of their names in your heart, their thoughts will follow you like a shadow ...The three of you are their life-and-death enemies. Pindao doesn't want to get into trouble because of you."

A pair of palms protruded from the eye sockets, that is, the last of the three most holy of the most holy method, the Dugu sage, took a deep breath, and the sweat rolled down, and traces of blood could be faintly seen in the sweat .

At their level, at their level, their spirit has been tempered to the point where it is almost indestructible.

It can make them sweat profusely, even the small blood vessels in their bodies burst continuously, and countless bloodshots are mixed in the sweat. This can only represent how difficult what they are doing now, and how much they have endured. pressure. This kind of pressure is a great horror that cannot be easily endured by the three holy saints working together, plus the assistance of a Taoist master who does not know the origin.

Sage Dugu nodded slowly as he exhaled a **** breath.

"After so many years of raising money, there is always a 50% chance."

"Find this beast's lair and use him to attract the attention of those people, we will be 30% more sure."

The whole body of the three saints trembled slightly. They tried their best to squeeze out the last drop of mana in their bodies. The Taoist Qing Huang on the side stopped talking, he also gritted his teeth, and kept throwing pieces of golden petals into the light curtain, supporting the light curtain to become more and more dazzling.

Countless thin haze slowly merged into the black shadow's body, and some strange changes gradually appeared in the light curtain, some messy villages, towns and cities, and some scattered images of mountains and rivers appeared.

The green hills suspended in mid-air screamed softly, and the invisible terrifying pressure crushed these green hills. Some of the outermost mountains had already made a slight 'clack' sound, and there were dazzling lights flickering on the edge of the mountains .

Everything seems to be very calm and calm, but in fact the Three Great Saints are using their heaven-reaching magical powers to display their unpredictable supernatural powers, trying to catch every little bit of subtlety from the endless chaotic torrent of the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth. Breath, to capture the figure of some specific existence.

They stared at the black shadow in the image, watched Linghu Shengren's ghost and that black shadow fight each other, and watched Yin Xuege join in under the instigation of Linghu Shengren's ghost. The attack on that black shadow~IndoMTL.com~ They performed their supernatural powers while praying silently. They prayed that the battle between Yinxuege, Linghu Saint, and that black shadow would last a little longer, so that they would have enough time to catch the breath of the black shadow, and through his distraction and his body, they would be able to fight for a little longer. The connection, tracing back to the existence of his body.

Through the thick world barrier of the Void Spiritual World and Yuan Lu World, through a trace of spiritual aura, to trace the body of an unfathomable and powerful existence. Rao is that the three great saints have arranged for today's move for many years, and they have made countless arrangements in advance, but whether they can succeed, they themselves are a little uneasy.

If successful, they will be rewarded big.

If it fails... the three great saints are a little worried and a little annoyed. If today's action fails, they want to find such a good opportunity again, but it will not be so easy.

For today's action, they even threw in disciples from the lower realms as sacrifice pawns. (To be continued..)

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