Chapter 1922
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In the temple of thunder, the sound of thunder is deafening, but the killing is silent.
The thunder python, which tore the void, devoured the monks on the ground every time. It was because the ablation was too fast that it didn't make any sound. It was this silent second killing that made people feel more scared.
"Well, what's the matter? Are we not the chosen ones? Why are we killed so casually?"
With infinite fear, the voice came out from the mouth of the young people in the royal guards. Then, in the depth of their eyes, countless thunder boa came out, just like the thunder of heaven, and fell down, mercilessly devouring the origin of the blood of these thunder friars.
Every time the thunder Python absorbs a monk's thunder blood, the figure in the thunder storm, and the thunder Rune on his big body, it will light up a point, and at the same time, it will send out the extremely fierce breath.
Just as the young man in the royal guards said this, a large number of fleeing monks were refined into the origin of thunder blood, and then absorbed mercilessly.
In the blink of an eye, one of the friars who had taken the lead in running back was almost caught, so that those friars who had run for a long distance stopped and began to run back.
"I don't want to die yet. I'm still young. I want to be an immortal!"
More and more frightened voices came out of the mouth of the young man in royal guards. Then, as if he thought of something, he suddenly turned and raised his hand to catch the mysterious old man who suddenly appeared beside him.
For him at this time, the old man was undoubtedly the last straw to save his life, but he caught a blank, because the old man in purple, I don't know when, went step by step towards the center of the hall.
"You, old man?"
Before the cry of the young man in the royal guards came down, the voice of the old man in front of him came down directly
"How dare this holy court be so bold?"
This voice, with infinite power, sounds even more shocking to the young people not far behind than the roaring thunder in front of them.
Then the young man, who had fallen into despair, swallowed the words he continued to speak, just staring at the old man's back in purple.
"In a certain period of time, because of the extreme development of cultivation, some celestial immortals who broke through without any rash, or the decline of later generations, began to use their brains and developed a kind of taboo technique."
At the end of the speech, the old man in purple narrowed his eyes and looked at the burly figure in front of him who was bathed in the thunder
"In ancient times, before the fall of the great friars, most people would pass on their life, including the seeds of cultivation, and seal them into their own life vessels.
"Generally speaking, only the direct descendants can get this part of inheritance. From then on, the path of practice will be smooth. If there is God's help, in other words, this function is very similar to one thing, that is, great blood!"
After the word "Da Dao Xue" came out, I don't know why, the robes of the old man in purple danced more violently, and even there was a hard to ignore grinning sound. In the eyes of the young man in royal guards, the figure of the old man seemed to be growing up inch by inch, and then the old voice continued to spread:
"How precious is the Dao blood, so some of the monks in the fairy palace, who call themselves grave diggers, specially collect the destroyed and overhauled Dao utensils, and then sell them to some monks with ulterior motives.
"The latter uses the same origin and blood as a guide to create endless killing evils and forcibly deceive the will of those fallen Taoist tools, so as to obtain the inheritance hidden in the Taoist tools.
"This skill almost needs to kill all the blood of the same origin to get a chance to impact the will of the Taoist instrument of this life. This is undoubtedly a forbidden skill!"
When the word "ban Shu" came out, the old man in purple stopped, raised his head, and looked at the center of the dark hall in front of him. The heavy shield floating in the thunder tornado, and the imperceptible voice came out again
"His Majesty the Immortal Emperor once ordered that those who performed this forbidden technique without authorization would be tortured forever and would not be allowed to live beyond the limit of life. I did not expect that so many years after the collapse of the immortal palace, there were descendants who had blood relations with the immortals and gods to be slaughtered like this."
After the words fell, a strange breath began to appear on the body of Zhongtian Dajun, and this breath just emerged. The monk in front of him, who was full of thunder python, suddenly turned around and roared:
"Who is it?"
With the monk's turn, his terrible face appeared in front of everyone. His facial features were all melted because of the powerful power of thunder.
Instead, it was a mass of creeping purple blood clots. Inside the blood clots, there was a lot of resentment, as if there were crazy depressions and bulges inside, which contained countless wronged souls who had been drained of their blood.
"Boom!"
After the hoarse and fierce roar came out, all the thunder in the dark hall began to roll up and down like boiling water. At the same time, all the thunder boas on the body of the big Saint monk raised their heads, opened their sharp mouths and roared.
"No matter how you appear in this hall, you can't stop me. I'm only one step away from success. The dream of a new realm will open up in front of me. All these people will die!"
This roar, louder than thunder roar, reverberates back and forth. At the same time, the thunder snake above the human figure dissipates a part again.
The next moment, on the ground in front of him, the panicked friars were ablated again. One by one, they disappeared completely, turned into a small drop of purple blood and was swallowed up.
Then, between the thunder storm, another huge thunder Python appeared. During the roar, it came straight at the old man in purple below. At the same time, the thunder Rune almost covered the whole body of the burly Saint monk, his right hand raised and stretched out, a little bit to the top, trying to grasp the suspended heavy shield.
"The inheritance of Lei Xian in the ancient fairy palace belongs to us, and no one can stop it!"
The roar came out again from the shadow under the thunder, and then the whole dark hall cracked inch by inch, and countless thunders emerged, directly turning the huge hall into the most terrible thunder prison.
The earth cracked and the thunder snake surged. Then the young man in royal guards, who desperately wanted to climb up from the ground, closed his eyes and let out a cry:
"I'm going to die!"
A few breath after the voice fell, the originally expected pain did not come. This made the young man carefully open his eyes, but he was overjoyed to find that a purple mask appeared around him.
And under this humble hood, all the thunder was blocked.
At the same time, the old man in purple appeared in the center of the dark hall.
Then the old man began to shuttle between the thunder, step by step, appeared in the center of the sky vortex!
"Wind and rain, thunder and lightning, frost and snow, cloud rainbow, one of the Eight Immortals in the fairy palace, how can it belong to you?"
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In the temple of thunder, the sound of thunder is deafening, but the killing is silent.
The thunder python, which tore the void, devoured the monks on the ground every time. It was because the ablation was too fast that it didn't make any sound. It was this silent second killing that made people feel more scared.
"Well, what's the matter? Are we not the chosen ones? Why are we killed so casually?"
With infinite fear, the voice came out from the mouth of the young people in the royal guards. Then, in the depth of their eyes, countless thunder boa came out, just like the thunder of heaven, and fell down, mercilessly devouring the origin of the blood of these thunder friars.
Every time the thunder Python absorbs a monk's thunder blood, the figure in the thunder storm, and the thunder Rune on his big body, it will light up a point, and at the same time, it will send out the extremely fierce breath.
Just as the young man in the royal guards said this, a large number of fleeing monks were refined into the origin of thunder blood, and then absorbed mercilessly.
In the blink of an eye, one of the friars who had taken the lead in running back was almost caught, so that those friars who had run for a long distance stopped and began to run back.
"I don't want to die yet. I'm still young. I want to be an immortal!"
More and more frightened voices came out of the mouth of the young man in royal guards. Then, as if he thought of something, he suddenly turned and raised his hand to catch the mysterious old man who suddenly appeared beside him.
For him at this time, the old man was undoubtedly the last straw to save his life, but he caught a blank, because the old man in purple, I don't know when, went step by step towards the center of the hall.
"You, old man?"
Before the cry of the young man in the royal guards came down, the voice of the old man in front of him came down directly
"How dare this holy court be so bold?"
This voice, with infinite power, sounds even more shocking to the young people not far behind than the roaring thunder in front of them.
Then the young man, who had fallen into despair, swallowed the words he continued to speak, just staring at the old man's back in purple.
"In a certain period of time, because of the extreme development of cultivation, some celestial immortals who broke through without any rash, or the decline of later generations, began to use their brains and developed a kind of taboo technique."
At the end of the speech, the old man in purple narrowed his eyes and looked at the burly figure in front of him who was bathed in the thunder
"In ancient times, before the fall of the great friars, most people would pass on their life, including the seeds of cultivation, and seal them into their own life vessels.
"Generally speaking, only the direct descendants can get this part of inheritance. From then on, the path of practice will be smooth. If there is God's help, in other words, this function is very similar to one thing, that is, great blood!"
After the word "Da Dao Xue" came out, I don't know why, the robes of the old man in purple danced more violently, and even there was a hard to ignore grinning sound. In the eyes of the young man in royal guards, the figure of the old man seemed to be growing up inch by inch, and then the old voice continued to spread:
"How precious is the Dao blood, so some of the monks in the fairy palace, who call themselves grave diggers, specially collect the destroyed and overhauled Dao utensils, and then sell them to some monks with ulterior motives.
"The latter uses the same origin and blood as a guide to create endless killing evils and forcibly deceive the will of those fallen Taoist tools, so as to obtain the inheritance hidden in the Taoist tools.
"This skill almost needs to kill all the blood of the same origin to get a chance to impact the will of the Taoist instrument of this life. This is undoubtedly a forbidden skill!"
When the word "ban Shu" came out, the old man in purple stopped, raised his head, and looked at the center of the dark hall in front of him. The heavy shield floating in the thunder tornado, and the imperceptible voice came out again
"His Majesty the Immortal Emperor once ordered that those who performed this forbidden technique without authorization would be tortured forever and would not be allowed to live beyond the limit of life. I did not expect that so many years after the collapse of the immortal palace, there were descendants who had blood relations with the immortals and gods to be slaughtered like this."
After the words fell, a strange breath began to appear on the body of Zhongtian Dajun, and this breath just emerged. The monk in front of him, who was full of thunder python, suddenly turned around and roared:
"Who is it?"
With the monk's turn, his terrible face appeared in front of everyone. His facial features were all melted because of the powerful power of thunder.
Instead, it was a mass of creeping purple blood clots. Inside the blood clots, there was a lot of resentment, as if there were crazy depressions and bulges inside, which contained countless wronged souls who had been drained of their blood.
"Boom!"
After the hoarse and fierce roar came out, all the thunder in the dark hall began to roll up and down like boiling water. At the same time, all the thunder boas on the body of the big Saint monk raised their heads, opened their sharp mouths and roared.
"No matter how you appear in this hall, you can't stop me. I'm only one step away from success. The dream of a new realm will open up in front of me. All these people will die!"
This roar, louder than thunder roar, reverberates back and forth. At the same time, the thunder snake above the human figure dissipates a part again.
The next moment, on the ground in front of him, the panicked friars were ablated again. One by one, they disappeared completely, turned into a small drop of purple blood and was swallowed up.
Then, between the thunder storm, another huge thunder Python appeared. During the roar, it came straight at the old man in purple below. At the same time, the thunder Rune almost covered the whole body of the burly Saint monk, his right hand raised and stretched out, a little bit to the top, trying to grasp the suspended heavy shield.
"The inheritance of Lei Xian in the ancient fairy palace belongs to us, and no one can stop it!"
The roar came out again from the shadow under the thunder, and then the whole dark hall cracked inch by inch, and countless thunders emerged, directly turning the huge hall into the most terrible thunder prison.
The earth cracked and the thunder snake surged. Then the young man in royal guards, who desperately wanted to climb up from the ground, closed his eyes and let out a cry:
"I'm going to die!"
A few breath after the voice fell, the originally expected pain did not come. This made the young man carefully open his eyes, but he was overjoyed to find that a purple mask appeared around him.
And under this humble hood, all the thunder was blocked.
At the same time, the old man in purple appeared in the center of the dark hall.
Then the old man began to shuttle between the thunder, step by step, appeared in the center of the sky vortex!
"Wind and rain, thunder and lightning, frost and snow, cloud rainbow, one of the Eight Immortals in the fairy palace, how can it belong to you?"
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In the temple of thunder, the sound of thunder is deafening, but the killing is silent.The thunder python, which tore the void, devoured the monks on the ground every time. It was because the ablation was too fast that it didn't make any sound. It was this silent second killing that made people feel more scared."Well, what's the matter? Are we not the chosen ones? Why are we killed so casually?"With infinite fear, the voice came out from the mouth of the young people in the royal guards. Then, in the depth of their eyes, countless thunder boa came out, just like the thunder of heaven, and fell down, mercilessly devouring the origin of the blood of these thunder friars.Every time the thunder Python absorbs a monk's thunder blood, the figure in the thunder storm, and the thunder Rune on his big body, it will light up a point, and at the same time, it will send out the extremely fierce breath.Just as the young man in the royal guards said this, a large number of fleeing monks were refined into the origin of thunder blood, and then absorbed mercilessly.In the blink of an eye, one of the friars who had taken the lead in running back was almost caught, so that those friars who had run for a long distance stopped and began to run back."I don't want to die yet. I'm still young. I want to be an immortal!"More and more frightened voices came out of the mouth of the young man in royal guards. Then, as if he thought of something, he suddenly turned and raised his hand to catch the mysterious old man who suddenly appeared beside him.For him at this time, the old man was undoubtedly the last straw to save his life, but he caught a blank, because the old man in purple, I don't know when, went step by step towards the center of the hall."You, old man?"Before the cry of the young man in the royal guards came down, the voice of the old man in front of him came down directly"How dare this holy court be so bold?"This voice, with infinite power, sounds even more shocking to the young people not far behind than the roaring thunder in front of them.Then the young man, who had fallen into despair, swallowed the words he continued to speak, just staring at the old man's back in purple."In a certain period of time, because of the extreme development of cultivation, some celestial immortals who broke through without any rash, or the decline of later generations, began to use their brains and developed a kind of taboo technique."At the end of the speech, the old man in purple narrowed his eyes and looked at the burly figure in front of him who was bathed in the thunder"In ancient times, before the fall of the great friars, most people would pass on their life, including the seeds of cultivation, and seal them into their own life vessels."Generally speaking, only the direct descendants can get this part of inheritance. From then on, the path of practice will be smooth. If there is God's help, in other words, this function is very similar to one thing, that is, great blood!"After the word "Da Dao Xue" came out, I don't know why, the robes of the old man in purple danced more violently, and even there was a hard to ignore grinning sound. In the eyes of the young man in royal guards, the figure of the old man seemed to be growing up inch by inch, and then the old voice continued to spread:"How precious is the Dao blood, so some of the monks in the fairy palace, who call themselves grave diggers, specially collect the destroyed and overhauled Dao utensils, and then sell them to some monks with ulterior motives."The latter uses the same origin and blood as a guide to create endless killing evils and forcibly deceive the will of those fallen Taoist tools, so as to obtain the inheritance hidden in the Taoist tools."This skill almost needs to kill all the blood of the same origin to get a chance to impact the will of the Taoist instrument of this life. This is undoubtedly a forbidden skill!"When the word "ban Shu" came out, the old man in purple stopped, raised his head, and looked at the center of the dark hall in front of him. The heavy shield floating in the thunder tornado, and the imperceptible voice came out again"His Majesty the Immortal Emperor once ordered that those who performed this forbidden technique without authorization would be tortured forever and would not be allowed to live beyond the limit of life. I did not expect that so many years after the collapse of the immortal palace, there were descendants who had blood relations with the immortals and gods to be slaughtered like this."After the words fell, a strange breath began to appear on the body of Zhongtian Dajun, and this breath just emerged. The monk in front of him, who was full of thunder python, suddenly turned around and roared:"Who is it?"With the monk's turn, his terrible face appeared in front of everyone. His facial features were all melted because of the powerful power of thunder.Instead, it was a mass of creeping purple blood clots. Inside the blood clots, there was a lot of resentment, as if there were crazy depressions and bulges inside, which contained countless wronged souls who had been drained of their blood."Boom!"After the hoarse and fierce roar came out, all the thunder in the dark hall began to roll up and down like boiling water. At the same time, all the thunder boas on the body of the big Saint monk raised their heads, opened their sharp mouths and roared."No matter how you appear in this hall, you can't stop me. I'm only one step away from success. The dream of a new realm will open up in front of me. All these people will die!"This roar, louder than thunder roar, reverberates back and forth. At the same time, the thunder snake above the human figure dissipates a part again.The next moment, on the ground in front of him, the panicked friars were ablated again. One by one, they disappeared completely, turned into a small drop of purple blood and was swallowed up.Then, between the thunder storm, another huge thunder Python appeared. During the roar, it came straight at the old man in purple below. At the same time, the thunder Rune almost covered the whole body of the burly Saint monk, his right hand raised and stretched out, a little bit to the top, trying to grasp the suspended heavy shield."The inheritance of Lei Xian in the ancient fairy palace belongs to us, and no one can stop it!"The roar came out again from the shadow under the thunder, and then the whole dark hall cracked inch by inch, and countless thunders emerged, directly turning the huge hall into the most terrible thunder prison.The earth cracked and the thunder snake surged. Then the young man in royal guards, who desperately wanted to climb up from the ground, closed his eyes and let out a cry:"I'm going to die!"A few breath after the voice fell, the originally expected pain did not come. This made the young man carefully open his eyes, but he was overjoyed to find that a purple mask appeared around him.And under this humble hood, all the thunder was blocked.At the same time, the old man in purple appeared in the center of the dark hall.Then the old man began to shuttle between the thunder, step by step, appeared in the center of the sky vortex!"Wind and rain, thunder and lightning, frost and snow, cloud rainbow, one of the Eight Immortals in the fairy palace, how can it belong to you?"www.novelhold.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
