The Blood Song of the Three Realms Chapter 335: Battle in the Void (2)
In the boundless void, countless thumb-thick red smoke intertwined in the air, forming a gigantic net.
Thousands of miles above the head, there is a **** sky; the place thousands of miles below the feet is also a **** water.
Between the sky and the water, on the nodes of the **** net, there are beating hearts the size of human heads. These hearts are black and red in color, and when they beat, they constantly make a 'thump' sound, and occasionally some dirty plasma is sprayed out from the orifice on the heart.
In the boundless void, Kongmiao Daozu sat quietly on a futon.
The pet he kept was now turning into a black piglet about a foot long, lying on the lotus platform with a 'humming humming', gnawing a three-foot-long sealwort without bite. This guy was obviously not very happy with Huang Jing's taste, he was squinting at Kong Miao Dao Zu with his eyes squinted, complaining in a low voice.
"The big formation under the ghost grass is purely forceful. He has raised countless materials for so many years, and the big formation under it is vicious and vicious. It is absolutely better than any of you in terms of pure strength. How do you Dare to separate from the five of them?"
Six Buddhas, Six Paths, and Twelve Immortal Saints, the Six Buddhas are their own school, and the Six Paths are also a small group, only the Twelve Immortal Saints have nothing to do with each other, and everyone has the taste of a lone ranger.
After being trapped in the formation by the soul master, the six Buddhas and the six realms originally gathered together to resist the erosion of the infinite evil power of the formation. But with the passage of time, the formation changed, Kongmiao Taoist ancestor and the other five Taoist ancestors had separated. Now Taoist Kong Miao doesn't know where his five fellow Taoists are.
Hearing the little pig's question, Taoist Kong Miao smiled softly.
The hundreds of millions of beating hearts in the surroundings suddenly spewed thin blood thunders, and the filthy thunder light fell on Kongmiao Daozu's body, hitting him with immortal light rippling endlessly. Kong Miao Daozu's complexion turned slightly pale, and he took a deep breath. He took out a jade bottle, poured out a Dao Dan and stuffed it into his mouth.
The void here is sealed, and the connection with the outside world is completely cut off. Even if Kongmiao Daozu's Taoism is superb, it is impossible for him to get any supplement from the void. Once the mana is consumed, he must rely on the pills, fairy stones or other resources he carries to replenish it.
If his power is completely exhausted. Then even he is in danger of falling.
Little Pig frowned and sighed in a low voice: "You don't trust them, do you? In fact, all these years..."
Kongmiao Daozu smiled faintly, and patted the pig's head lightly: "Eat your food, don't ask too much. Whether I trust them, it's up to them, not me. Six Buddhas, Six Paths , Heh. Such a great reputation, but that’s all.”
Suddenly there was a violent thunder in the void, accompanied by a terrible roar, a huge picture scroll appeared in front of Kongmiao Daozu.
In the picture scroll, an old man dressed as a Confucian scholar is holding his chest with his right hand and roaring at the top of his lungs. There is a hazy figure standing behind him, but the picture scroll deliberately erased the figure's figure, and he can barely see his general shape. Couldn't make out who he was at all.
"Old bookworm, planted." Taoist Kong Miao said indifferently: "I knew it a long time ago. Among the twenty-four of us, there is someone who is not clear with Youhuncao. That person hides too deeply. I once I suspected that he was the incarnation of Wanhunmu, but later found out that he was not."
Little Pig's body stiffened for a moment, and he was silent for a long time before he said lightly: "Wanhunmu? I heard that he has long since fallen."
Kongmiao Daozu smiled very delicately. He took out a piece of patina bronze-colored tortoise shell, and rubbed the tortoise shell, which was no more than a foot in size, with his hands, and a hazy spiritual light sprayed out from the tortoise shell. In the spiritual light, a long black banner was fluttering in the wind, it was the Netherworld Soul Banner of the Myriad Soul Wood.
"Look. The Youming Wanhun Banner is intact. He is the natal treasure of the Wanhunmu. If the Wanhunmu falls, how can this treasure not be damaged at all?" Kongmiao Daozu looked at the black body. The little pig smiled and said, "Do you know the origin of this tortoise shell?"
"Yuan Shi Wan Ling Tong Tian Shen Ao." Xiaozhu looked at Kong Miao Taoist ancestor in horror: "It is said that he controls Zhou Tian Lingbao, and he is born to sense the location of Lingbao from all directions. But, he..."
Kongmiao Daozu gently stroked the tortoise shell, and said lightly: "After the creation of the world, before the old Taoist ascended, he beheaded him with his own hands. The original intention was to let him be the old Taoist mountain-suppressing beast and control the luck of Zhou Tianlingbao, but he Declined."
Little Pig's body trembled violently for a few times, and he said calmly, "Well, his tortoise shell has such a magical effect."
Kongmiao Daozu was about to speak, when the banner of ten thousand souls in the aura suddenly shattered, turning into hundreds of thousands of black air and disintegrating in all directions. The little pig couldn't open his mouth for a long time, but Kong Miao Daozu laughed: "Miaozai, I guess Wanhunmu won't be able to escape one catastrophe, and now it seems that it really can't be avoided."
Little Pig pondered for a long time, then said in a low voice: "Since he is really dead, let's talk about other people. Who do you think is the one who murdered that old bookworm? Who do you think it could be?" "
Kongmiao Taoist ancestor smiled deeply, and said softly: "Chaotic Ghost Grass, Netherworld Soul Tree, Pulling Machine Hidden Soul Tree, Yin-Yang Twin Soul Vine...Ziji..."
Little Pig hastily laughed and said, "Don't say the words after Ziji. Fellow Daoist, ever since I was on the verge of falling and was rescued by you, I have been working hard for you. What ghost grass, Wanhun wood? , Hidden Soul Tree, Twin Soul Vine, and Soul Inducing Flower, I never get involved with them."
"Spirit-leading flower?" Taoist Kongmiao looked at the little pig with a smile that was not a smile: "Have I ever mentioned the name of the soul-devouring flower? You once told me that you are the most holy method in the Yuanlu world." I don't know anything about it, but how do you know that the Soul-Seizing Flower is also involved? I actually always thought that the Soul-Seizing Flower had already lost its soul..."
Little Pig's body trembled violently, and a black mist rose up from his body, which came from the same source as the black mist wrapped around Wanhunmu's body, and it didn't look like there was any different black mist.
He was silent for a long time before he sighed dejectedly: "Among the Twelve Immortal Saints, Da Miao Xiangu is the soul-stealing flower. But I don't know if it was her who plotted against the old bookworm just now and sneaked up on him from behind. .After all, I'm not familiar with her!"
"Among all of you soul trees, who is not familiar with whom? After all, you all come from the same line, and the heart-soul connection between you. Hehe..." Kongmiao Daozu sneered, and grabbed the little one. With five fingers on the pig's neck, the little pig's body suddenly disintegrated, turning into a cloud of black air and entangled in Daozu's hands.
Countless Taoist demon-subduing fairy thunders turned into invisible and traceless thunder calamities, swarming into the black air transformed by the little pig.
The little pig screamed hoarsely. The mist surged violently, and soon the originally deep mist became much dimmer. It was obvious that his original essence had been greatly damaged.
Throwing it away casually, the little pig condensed into a body again, opened his mouth tremblingly, and swallowed a whole yellow essence.
Coughed violently a few times, Little Pig laughed dryly and said, "Fairy Damiao, hehe, I recognized her right away. But I dare not say it. Is it? You know, I have to be afraid Some things, back then we were..."
"You don't need to talk about what happened back then, I know the vow between you." Kongmiao Daozu said coldly: "But remember, if I don't fall, I can protect you well. If I fall, your The end will be countless times worse than death! How do you think the soul tree will deal with you, a traitor?"
Little Pig's body froze, and an incomparably ferocious look suddenly appeared on his small face.
He gritted his teeth. Jumping up suddenly, the little pig's hoof pointed towards the void: "This way, I can sense that Aunt Da Miao is in this direction. She is approaching the Primordial Demon Lord! It seems that she just attacked the old bookworm. It's probably him!"
Kongmiao Daozu shook his head, he whispered to himself: "Besides the soul-drawing flower, there is another person or two people. I have never been able to see through, they have been hiding among us, and Two other people. At least one."
With a long roar, Dao Ancestor Kong Miao stretched out his hand to grab it, and a celestial sword with a turquoise water color appeared out of nowhere, and he held it firmly in his hand.
"The one who plotted against the old bookworm was not the soul-attracting flower. Fairy Da Miao's magical powers were soft and gentle, but the blow on the old bookworm's back was fierce and sharp, and there was a bit of Buddhist supernatural power in it. Hmph, when Am I unable to see through this distance?" Daoist Kongmiao casually waved his hand, and the sword light fell, breaking hundreds of millions of blood-colored smoke, and the blood-colored hearts on countless nodes exploded at the same time.
'嗤嗤' could be heard endlessly, and countless **** thunderbolts fell, landing heavily on Kongmiao Dao Ancestor.
But Dao Patriarch Kongmiao's body flickered, and all the **** thunders were swallowed by his body, transforming into a series of majestic Dao forces that flowed through him.
"You..." Xiaozhu was stunned. The innate attributes of Kongmiao Daozu are space and time. He has always been majoring in these two avenues and the wonderful mysteries derived from them. The art of thunder, this is something that all Taoists know ~IndoMTL.com~ But this kind of extremely filthy blood thunder, no matter how you look at it, it is impossible to have anything to do with Kongmiao Taoist ancestor!
"The methods of the old way are not something you can easily figure out." Daoist Kong Miao smiled lightly, and took a deep look at Xiaozhu: "If you didn't point out the details of Fairy Da Miao just now, you would have fallen by now. Ziji Soul Eater Lan, you must remember, don't play tricks in front of me."
The little pig lowered his head, countless sweats poured out from his body.
Kongmiao Daozu smiled lightly. He slashed thirty-six swords in a row in the direction that the little pig pointed out just now. They are all in the space where the blood mist floats.
A slender figure is slowly moving forward in this space. She suddenly sensed someone coming from behind her, and immediately turned around with a smile: "Friend Daoist..."
The one who welcomed her with a flowery smile was the dragon-like light brought out by the flying sword raised by Kong Miao Dao ancestor.
With one strike of a Taoist sword fairy, ten thousand dharmas can be destroyed, let alone a Taoist figure like Kongmiao Daozu? What's more, he used the innate spirit treasure to attack from behind? Not to mention, the woman's Taoism cultivation base is several grades weaker than that of Kongmiao Taoist Ancestor.
With one strike of the sword, the soul was destroyed, the woman screamed miserably and was beaten to death, and the remnant body was rolled up by Kongmiao Taoist ancestor's sleeve, and it was directly turned into fly ash and scattered.
"The old way is here. Whoever is qualified to control the way of heaven, fellow Taoists, depends on their own abilities."
The erratic aura on Taoist Kongmiao's body suddenly changed, becoming extremely fierce and fierce. Holding a long sword and surrounded by five innate spirit treasures, he strode into the formation with great strides.
The sword light flickered in the void, and a tragic smell of blood gradually spread. (To be continued...) R1292
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