Chapter 901 Prison Legend Ghosts and Gods Choose Servants
After a moment of stagnation, black light bloomed, and a black ball flew out of Baifeng's mouth.
In an instant, thousands of thunderbolts emerged in the void, and one hundred thousand thunder symbols rolled in each thunderbolt, densely packed like a vast ocean.
The moment the thunder ball appeared, Xia Tuo, who came close to Patriarch Baifeng, suddenly felt a chill. This thunder ball actually brought him a sense of crisis.
Fortunately, the thunder talisman was not activated, he dodged past, and let the thunder ball fly towards the rear, anyway, there was a fat man behind.
Clang!
At this moment, without giving Patriarch Baifeng any time to react, Xia Tuo slashed at him with the sword light.
This sword is very simple, it evolves black and white divine light, but it gives Bai Feng a sense of nowhere to escape, as if the surrounding void is wrapped in black and white Dao rhyme, it brings him an aura of death.
Patriarch Baifeng, who had just reacted from the severe injury, widened his eyes and trembled slightly. How long has passed? How has Xia Tuo's strength improved so much? This is the rhythm of stepping into the third step.
Practicing the Dao of Destiny, the real mystery lies in the mysterious and ethereal, but if you want to say that the real head-to-head confrontation with strength is much weaker, not to mention that your own realm is one level lower.
"The world is spinning, turning the world around."
In an instant, Bai Feng roared, and a strange breath burst out from his body, the surrounding space became distorted and hazy, and an air flow similar to yin and yang appeared above his head, turning into a yin and yang Tai Chi that seemed to contain everything.
puff!
At this moment, Xia Tuo's sword light fell down, only causing a little ripple in the yin and yang poles, and then the airflow of yin and yang Taiji turned into little streams of light and dissipated between the mountains and fields.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Patriarch Baifeng fled towards the distance.
cough cough~
hum!
After being severely injured, another forbidden technique was used, causing more injuries, blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth, and another blue light flew out along with it.
Grandpa's baby!
Staring at the big deer eyes, Patriarch Baifeng's voice was miserable.
Clang!
It was Xia Tuo's sword light that responded to Bai Feng,
Although Bai Feng has just opened up the realm, the method of controlling it is indeed very mysterious, and he can use the energy of heaven and earth.
This is not the same as a martial artist controlling Taoism, but a real 'borrowing', directly taking the energy that wanders between the surrounding world and using it, and returning it to the world again after use.
Taking advantage of this effort, Xia Tuo has already caught the flying blue light in his hand. It is a bronze plaque covered with rust. On the front is a god like a tiger, and on the back is an ancient word 'prison'.
"The ancestor will definitely come back!"
Patriarch Baifeng, who fled far away, burst out with thunder light from his body without looking back, tearing apart the hollow world and disappearing.
"Stop chasing."
Seeing that the fat brother was about to make a move, Xia Tuo said aloud.
This old white deer can't be killed, not only because he is an old boy who gave away treasures, but more importantly because of his blood.
A long time ago, Qiao'er discovered the problem of Patriarch Baifeng's bloodline. After spending so many years, he vaguely found a little bit of Bailu's heel.
There are many auspicious beasts in the world, and the first ones are Bai Ze, Qilin, etc. These auspicious beasts are all related to the human race, and they helped the human race very early, and they are closely related to the human race.
Once the life of Ruishou is injured, a terrible curse may come.
However, Baifeng should have done a lot of killing and seizing treasures. This seems to be contradicted by the inheritance of Ruishou's bloodline. Unfortunately, unless this guy is really cramped and boned, he will not be able to figure out what the bloodline is. True or false.
In this situation, it would be better to believe what it is or not to believe what it is not. The old white deer still has a lot of secrets, which need to be dug out slowly. After all, not everyone can find so many treasures, and this is enough to see the difference.
Following Xia Tuo's voice, the jade ax in Fat Brother's hand fell down, holding the thunder ball he had just caught, and came to Xia Tuo.
"This is the Purple Cloud Thunder Talisman."
"This thing is that the refiner first needs to use the sixth-order purple sky thunder gold to create an embryo, and then put it in a place where thunder is abundant to absorb the power of thunder. The power of thunder for hundreds of thousands of years.
Once activated, the thunder in the thunder talisman exploded like a thunder net, sweeping around.
Not only that, this kind of thing can be reused. After releasing the thunder, you can put the thunder ball back in the place where the thunder is abundant to absorb the power of the thunder. "
The Zixiao Thunder Talisman fell into Xia Tuo's hands, and he saw black lightning liquid flowing from the depth of the Thunder Talisman, and the richness of the thunder had changed from purple to black, no wonder it gave him a sense of crisis.
"This kind of thunder talisman needs a specific talisman to trigger it. I'm afraid Lao Lu doesn't know the talisman, and he doesn't know where he found it."
For a while, the fat brother looked at the bronze medal thrown by Xia Tuo, and looked at it repeatedly in his hand.
"This is Lu Wu, who looks like a tiger, but is much more noble than a tiger. He is an existence of the first level of innate spirit. According to legend, he has a body like a mountain, with nine tails, overlooking the four directions, his eyes do not rub the sand, and his temperament is strong."
"Prison~"
Looking at the word "prison" on the back of the bronze medal, Fat Brother's eyes are full of thought. This word "prison" is not a character of the current era, but a character of the Yankang era. It is similar to a pictographic font, with a fence around it and a person in the middle. appearance.
"It is said that in the very beginning, there were no prisons in the human race, and those who made mistakes were drawn as prisons. If you draw a circle at any place, those who made mistakes will be imprisoned in the circle.
It wasn't until an ancestor of the human race named Gao Tao appeared and built a prison that the human race gradually lost the thing of painting the ground as a prison. "
Fat Brother shook the token in his hand and said, "This is a token for entering and exiting a prison. It is made of sixth-grade copper and gold. I don't know where the white deer got it."
He tried to trace the source, but it was a pity that this bronze medal was like a stubborn stone, wrapped in a hazy blue light, and he couldn't see through it at all. There was no doubt that there must be some secrets hidden in the things that his eyes could not see through.
"I'm inclined to think that this bronze medal was obtained by the White Deer in the Borderlands."
Suddenly, Fat Brother opened his mouth, and continued: "Bianhuang has been a place where prisoners and criminals have been exiled since ancient times. It was indeed rumored a long time ago that there are prisons in Bianhuang, where villains and heinous people are detained.
However, since Chiming, criminals have rarely been exiled to the frontiers, and things about prisons have gradually been covered up. "
"Put it away first."
Xia Tuo also looked at the prison card for a while, but couldn't see any tricks at all, so he temporarily put it away. A board for entering and exiting was made of sixth-order divine gold. There is no doubt that the level of this prison is not low, otherwise what would happen? It needs to be guarded by a strong land-breaker.
"This old white deer's eyes are quite thieves, and he discovered the location of Liujiao Cave."
Then the two looked at the place where the moonlight gathered on the wilderness below, and the distorted void was looming at this moment.
Kacha~
This time, Xia Tuo did not send any soldiers from the clan over. The Holy Land of Longbo got too many things, which made one's heart tremble. The fewer people who know about it, the better.
Let Fat Brother guard outside first, Xia Tuo smashed through the twisted void, and got into a void corridor. At the end of the corridor, there was a majestic and huge atmosphere. , all flowing with a strange divine light.
Seeing this scene, Xia Tuo's eyes burst into black and white light, piercing the void in front of him in an instant.
puff~
As if a bubble had been punctured, the scene at the end of the passage cracked inch by inch, revealing a strong bloody, foul-smelling aura.
In the world, under the vast land, a dragon-like palace stands taller, crawling in the center of the land, overlooking the four directions.
However, the majestic Dragon Palace that fell in Xia Tuo's eyes at this moment has already collapsed more than half, and there are figures standing on the ground.
Seeing this scene, Xia Tuo's eyes showed surprise, it was totally different from what he saw in Long Bo and Wufeng Cave.
Many warriors in the Six Flood Sacred Lands were filled with a rotten aura.
This is simply impossible for high-level warriors. Unless they encounter severe poison and miasma, which will cause the body to rot, otherwise, even if they fall, the flesh and blood will not emit a rancid smell.
The next moment, Xia Tuo noticed the difference. Each of these standing figures had a small flower growing on their heads, bright red and weird.
He also saw serene smiles on the faces of a few figures that hadn't completely rotted.
Blood sacrifice!
Soon, Xia Tuo walked around the Holy Land of the Six Flood Dragons, and found that the ancestors of the common people, the old and the weak, women and children, and the Holy Land of the Six Flood Dragons all looked the same.
The whole family was sacrificed in blood.
In the center of the Holy Land of the Six Flood Dragons, a 100-foot-high stone platform was built. A hundred miles away from the stone platform, Xia Tuo felt a force that restricted the air, forcing him to fall from the sky.
The more you walk towards the stone platform, the more you feel that the stone platform in front of you is tall and majestic. This is not a hundred-foot stone platform, but more like a hundred-thousand-foot sacred mountain.
This kind of majesty cannot be avoided, cannot be avoided, and it washes away the soul like a sea wave.
For a moment, Xia Tuo had an urge to worship from the bottom of his heart, and he needed to cast his body on the ground and be full of piety.
After this thought came out, he was shocked immediately, and stopped in his tracks, but at this moment, he felt that his soul and body were frozen by invisible power.
The scene in front of him lost its brilliance, and the atmosphere of desolation, silence, vicissitudes, decay, and deathly silence swept from all directions. The light in the depths of his soul was about to be washed away by gray.
hum!
The Xuankongjia suspended above the primordial spirit buzzed, trembling directly washed away by the dead breath, and lost its blue light.
At this moment, it seems that life has lost its meaning and everything is about to wither.
Clang!
With a sword cry, the purple light illuminated the spiritual world, allowing the primordial spirit to regain its perception, and Xia Tuo regained the appearance of a hundred-foot-high platform before his eyes.
This feeling of recovering from resignation to vitality, like the cycle of heaven and earth, made his mind feel extremely tired.
What is on the stone platform?
Young Master Daqi's actions looked more and more strange.
The Tianju family in Wufeng Cave piled up a mountain of heads, and the Longbo Holy Land used the ancestor of the Longbo as a blood sacrifice, and prepared reincarnation spiritual objects, intending to send the ancestor Yu to embark on the road of reincarnation.
Here, in the Holy Land of the Six Flood Flood Dragons, the whole family is a blood sacrifice, what exactly are they doing?
This kind of feeling that made him inadvertently lose his hope of life was like a ghost who wanted his life.
spirits!
At this thought, Xia Tuo was shocked.
At this moment, when he looked at the Baizhang Stone Platform again, he couldn't help but feel a little hesitant.
What kind of existence are ghosts and gods?
From ancient times to the present, there are thirteen ghosts and gods in the legends of the netherworld, and each of them is a generation of towering good fortune. On the barren land, there have always been ghosts and gods, but there has never been a rumor about what ghosts and gods look like. Who is the body.
But there is no doubt that the legend of these thirteen ghosts and gods has existed for several ages. No one knows whether the ghosts and gods are immortal or whether they are passed on according to the ghosts and gods.
The strength of every ghost and god is at least in the realm of heaven and man, or even beyond this realm. Xia Tuo can't figure out what kind of realm this is.
At this moment, in his eyes, the Baizhang stone platform has already coincided with the Taoist rhyme between heaven and earth, which makes people feel mysterious and indescribable.
Breathing tensely, he walked towards the stone platform, and came under the stone platform step by step. This stone platform has a simple and simple atmosphere. The stones are ordinary stones on the barren land. There is a big pit not far from the stone platform, exposing the stone. crumbs.
There is no doubt that the stones used to build the stone platform were obtained locally, and they didn't even bother to cover them.
The surface of the off-white stone is pitted, with sharp edges and corners, and even the effort of polishing and smoothing is saved. This ghost and god is really too casual.
Carefully stepping up the stone steps, but found that there was no movement, Xia Tuo continued to move towards the stone steps, and he easily climbed up the Baizhang stone platform.
The platform that the stone platform is staring at is only five feet in size, and there is a stone table in the center.
A stone incense burner was placed on the stone table. In the incense burner was a piece of black incense that was as thick as an arm. Wisps of black smoke escaped from the black incense and turned into a black cloud three feet above.
The clouds are deep and deep, and there are illusory passages inside, as if they are connected to another world.
Xia Tuo's eyes searched for a moment, and finally his eyes fell into the tumbling black smoke above. In an instant, in the black smoke, the tumbling and twisted smoke and dust were pulled away, and a hazy figure appeared like a person standing upright but with multiple arms. phantom.
hum!
In an instant, Xia Tuo let out a muffled snort, only feeling a tingling pain from the primordial spirit, the trembling primordial spirit triggered the tumbling of the spiritual world, his eyes turned black, and he almost fell off the stone platform.
At this moment, a shadowy shadow appeared in the black clouds, revealing a figure with six arms and three heads.
This figure is very strange, the surface of the body is covered with fine scales, of the three heads, only the middle head looks solid, but it is a humanoid skeleton.
The translucent skull, the sky cover is raised, glowing with halo, inside the skull cover is a mass of black crystal liquid, a small black flower is swaying, in the center of the flower faintly manifests the same facial features as humans.
This kind of image is somewhat beyond Xia Tuo's expectation. What kind of existence is this?
Ghosts look like this?
According to legend, ghosts and gods have thousands of incarnations and possess countless forms. The figure in front of me is most likely just an incarnation of ghosts and gods.
There was a faint purple light on the surface of the body, floating under the body, Xia Tuo felt the continuous power of all beings, which was continuously stimulated from the Great Xia Seal (ordered by the Celestial Seal), keeping him from sinking .
However, he didn't dare to look directly at the figure in the black cloud, his eyes shifted slightly.
With the blessing of the seal, he felt the aura emanating from the figure in the black cloud, and he instinctively felt repulsion. This repulsion was not a collision between different bloodlines of the Yaozu, but a barrier between life and death.
"The power of all beings in the human race."
An ethereal voice sounded, manifesting without warning in Xia Tuo's spiritual world, and it was hard to tell where it came from.
"It's still a bearer of luck."
"Unfortunately, I have no chance."
In the strange figure, the black flower rooted in Tianling's mind swayed gently, looking up and down Xia Tuo. In his perception, Xia Tuo was covered with a mass of purple light. This purple light isolated the lonely and decayed ghost The air seems out of place.
The luck of the human race.
And it is also contaminated with the oldest luck of the human race.
It is impossible for a person who bears the destiny of the human race to be accepted as a disciple, otherwise it will easily cause a collision between the destiny of the human race and the nether world.
In ancient times, this was all agreed upon.
Ghosts and gods choose servants, and don't move people with prosperous luck. After all, it's troublesome for everyone. It's not good for you to bring people with prosperous luck into the nether world. On the contrary, it will conflict with the original luck of the human race.
"Forget it, let's go."
At the moment when Xia Tuo didn't react at all, he felt that the scene in front of him was spinning. When he saw the scene in front of him clearly, he found that the stone platform had appeared a hundred miles away.
For a moment, he felt a chill in his heart. Although he didn't know what was going on, this incident was really weird. It seemed that being able to survive had a lot to do with the luck of the human race.
After spending half a stick of incense and adjusting his mind, Xia Tuo felt a little hesitant, should he still take the treasure of the Six Flood Dragon Holy Land?
At this moment, I felt a little panicked.
After hesitating for a long time, Xia Tuo headed towards the Dragon Palace, the Holy Land of the Six Flood Dragons, tried to pick up some things and put them away, and looked at the stone platform in the distance.
After waiting for a long time, nothing unusual happened, and then he found the clan treasury of the Holy Land of the Six Flood Dragons, quickly broke it open, and scraped away the classics, spirit crystals, witch treasures, and spiritual objects of heaven and earth. The other spiritual beings in the world did not dare to stop, and quickly moved towards the direction of leaving the cave.
"What a brave junior."
On the stone platform, the bewitching Hua watched everything coldly, and did not move at all from the beginning to the end.
This is the world of the barren earth and the yang world. Ghosts and gods cannot come across the real body.
The Yang world has the order of the Yang world, and the netherworld has the rules of the nether world. Things in the barren land of the Yang world are contaminated with a certain wasteland atmosphere. Unless they are quasi-king soldiers, king soldiers, or rare treasures derived from the law and order, other things will be brought into the nether world. Also useless.
As ghosts and gods, not everything can be done according to one’s wishes. Sometimes they have to be involved with the barren land. After all, they also need to make offerings, especially those who sell their bodies and souls to the nether world. For ghosts and gods, they are the greatest supplements. .
...
After running out of the small world of Liujiao in a short time, Xia Tuo still felt a chill on his back and lingering fear in his heart.
Seeing Xia Tuo rushing out, the fat brother with his hands outside immediately noticed something was wrong.
"What's wrong?"
"Get out of here and talk."
Xia Tuo didn't answer, and walked towards the distance, and the fat brother disappeared under the night.
...
About half an hour later, under the moonlight in the night, a white shadow came, with a blue light on his body from time to time, Patriarch Baifeng got out from the corner, with a great sense of vanity in his body, and walked towards the six The portal of Jiao Holy Land rushed in.
An hour later, the portal of the Six Flood Flood Sacred Land blasted open, and a white light ran out like crazy, with an illusory white line wrapped around its body, twisting the void, and a river of fate vaguely emerged.
At this moment, Patriarch Baifeng looked embarrassed, most of the rune green armor on his body had already been shattered, and his eyes were full of panic.
"Ancestor Lu, help~"
"Great ghosts and gods, spare my life."
"The old deer has no intention of offending, atone for atonement!"
Patriarch Baifeng ran around in the mountains, his figure dodged from left to right, as if he had gone mad, his feet didn't land on the ground, his figure scurry like lightning, until the Golden Crow rose, he felt the sun shining on his body, Just recovered a little.
"It's too scary~"
"It's too scary~"
Landing on the top of a mountain, bathed in the sun, Patriarch Baifeng's mouth was slightly closed, his voice was murmuring, and there was still panic in his eyes.
"Thank you, Ancestor Lu."
"Thanks for the blessing of the ancestors, a trace of Bai Ze's blood, the favor of the younger generation, from the punishment of the nether world."
Just like this, Patriarch Baifeng knelt down on two premises, arched his body, the horror in his eyes gradually turned into piety, and he fell on the ground for a long time.
At this moment, Patriarch Baifeng's body glowed with white light, and three feet away from his head, an illusory rune loomed, like a hazy cloud cluster, which was in a state of derivation.
The hazy white light enveloped his body, and the breath on his body became strange.
Patriarch Baifeng has enlightened!
On the verge of life and death, the ancestral blood reappeared, and the panic and fear gradually recovered, and the aura of the ancestor Baifeng changed.
Click!
With a soft sound, the realm that he had been stuck in for many years opened, and he stepped into the second step of the ground-opening realm in one fell swoop, and his breath gradually rose.
With a slightly swaying body, the eyes were filled with blue light, and a silk thread was slowly derived, which began to be entangled like a ball of thread, turning into a new pupil.
"What have I been doing all these years?"
After a long time, as the aura on his body calmed down, words mixed with remorse and sigh came from Patriarch Baifeng's mouth.
The illusory rune floating on the forehead turned into bits of aura and dissipated in the sky and the earth.
"Bai Feng is ashamed of his ancestor's name."
Slowly getting up from the top of the mountain, followed by a flash of light, and a young man in white emerged.
"Starting today, I should repent and repent, and live up to the name of my ancestors."
Then, he looked himself up and down, frowned slightly, and his figure moved into the distance.
After walking through the mountains for a long time, I found a human tribe, exchanged the spirit crystal for an old beast robe, put it on myself, and walked towards the wasteland step by step.