Chapter 1108 God's Whip
"Go away!"
Seeing the young master of the Wu clan rushing over, Nian Qi's expression was icy cold, and he shouted loudly, the blood in his body was pushed to the limit!
Boom!
With a loud noise, Nian Qi's figure suddenly disappeared.
In the original standing position, a tall and magnificent pyramid slowly emerged, ancient and mysterious, exuding golden rays of light, coercive and wanton!
Below this pyramid, there are many creatures, hundreds of millions of them, and there is no limit in sight.
Every creature knelt down on the ground, put their hands together, looked up at the pyramid hanging above their heads, chanted prayers in their mouths, and looked pious.
On the top of the heads of these creatures, a stream of golden threads condensed, and they all converged to the top of the pyramid.
Nian Qi was standing there, her blonde hair was dancing, her eyes were deep, and the breath in her body kept rising!
In the palm of Wu Lu's palm, there was a dark green light around him. He just touched the pyramid and took it back!
hiss!
Wu Rui was in pain, frowned slightly, and shook his palm.
Kingdom of God!
As the young master of the Wu clan, he naturally knew that the scene in front of him was the blood vision of the god clan.
The bloodline of the Protoss is terrifying. Almost every Protoss, when they grow up to a certain age, can cultivate the vision of the bloodline.
But the girl in front of her has an impure bloodline of the God Race, and is only a relic of the God Race. How could she cultivate into the kingdom of God?
Moreover, the aura revealed by this kingdom of gods is not much better than that of the real god race!
Although the Wu clan is the immemorial ninth clan, the power of blood is far less than that of the god clan.
The witches are not good at melee combat.
Wu Lu sneered and retreated.
The many witchcraft and incantations of the Wu clan are better than the treacherous and fierce, and it is impossible to guard against it!
"It's just the end of the battle, I want to see how long you can last!"
Wu Lu squeezed the magic with both hands, recited a series of strange characters in his mouth, and finally snorted: "Withered Bone Curse!"
Woohoo!
When this spell came, next to Nian Qi, eight dark green skulls suddenly appeared, turning into dim lights, constantly impacting the kingdom of God!
At the beginning, the green-robed youth who fell into the hands of Su Zimo could only condense a skull.
And Young Master Wu Rui can release eight in an instant!
This is the difference!
This spell, cultivated to the limit, can condense nine.
If there is no resistance from the kingdom of gods, nine skeleton heads will pounce on the monk's body, and a few breaths will be able to devour all the flesh and blood on the monk's body!
The kingdom of God keeps shaking.
Under the gnawing of the skull, the pyramid also had cracks and gaps, and the collapse was imminent!
Nian Qi's little face has become paler.
Seeing this scene, everyone in Misty Peak looked gloomy.
Above the main peak, the large formation shattered, which was equivalent to worsening the situation, and all the disciples of Misty Peak were exposed to the killings of more than a hundred Daoists returning to the virtual world from the Dragon Tiger Pavilion!
At this moment, a whistling sound came, loud like a cloud, containing endless coercion, like a thunderous explosion, and it came!
The old crane was shocked.
The whistle seemed familiar.
In Nian Qi's eyes, a group of splendor burst out!
This whistle did not stop, and another whistle followed closely, piercing through gold and cracking stones, piercing and ear-piercing, like a clash of gold and stones!
When the whistle sounded, it was still far away.
The group of cultivators looked sideways subconsciously, and they could already see two figures roaring, almost walking side by side, galloping fast!
The man on the left is wearing a blue shirt, his black hair is dancing, his expression is icy, his eyes seem to be burning with two flames, and his whole body is flashing with dazzling lightning arcs!
"Zi Mo!"
The old crane was stunned, and there was joy in his eyes, and said in a low voice, "It's Zimo who is back!"
"Who is Zimo?"
Except for some old people from Misty Peak, most of the monks from Misty Peak have never seen Su Zimo.
Sect Master Ling Yun also had a happy expression on his face, and said, "It's Su Zimo, today's Desolate Martial Daoist!"
"Ah, Huangwu Lidao, it's him!"
There were bursts of exclamations from the crowd.
For the group cultivators, the name of Huangwu is more familiar.
"Who is the man in black beside him?"
A monk asked.
Beside Su Zimo, there was a man in black walking side by side with him, and the two were equally fast!
The first whistle came from Su Zimo.
The second whistle should be the man in black.
The face of this man in black is as sharp as a knife, his expression is stern, and his eyes are as deep as the sea. At first glance, there is nothing surprising.
It's just that, if there is someone with good eyesight, you can see that every movement of this man in black seems to have been accurately measured!
"he is……"
The old crane also showed a trace of confusion.
For some reason, the man in black gave her a familiar feeling, but she knew that she had never seen this man before.
Among the group of cultivators present, only Nian Qi was the only one who had seen Ye Ling transformed into a human form in Vientiane City, but naturally others could not recognize it.
A Taoist returning to the Void Peak sighed softly and said, "At this critical juncture, Huangwu can still stand up. It is indeed a matter of righteousness. It's a pity that Huangwu is only returning to the Void Realm..."
The Daoist Returning Void did not continue to speak, but the group of cultivators could hear what he meant.
In the current situation, don't say that there is a Taoist returning to the virtual world, even if it is a Taoist master, I am afraid it will not help!
Sect Master Ling Yun said solemnly: "You don't understand, Zimo is the number one evildoer of all ages, invincible at the same level!"
"However, I heard that ten years ago, the physical body of the wild martial artist was abolished by the half-ancestor powerhouse, and many of the cards on his body were gone."
"It is estimated that he is now inferior to ordinary Void Return Daoist."
"Ugh!"
There was a sigh from the crowd.
Sect Master Ling Yun's expression darkened as well, and he forced a smile: "Anyway, one more person means more strength."
The old crane also nodded, made a decision, and said, "When Zimo arrives, everyone will break through with all their strength, how much you can escape!"
"It's you!"
Daoist Lone Soul recognized Su Zimo, his expression instantly became excited, and he commanded Daoist Huixu from Longhu Pavilion, who was present, and said loudly, "Ten of you, stop these two people for me!"
"Kill this guy in black on the spot!"
After a short pause, Daoist Lone Soul grinned and said, "This guy in a blue shirt, I want to live!"
Su Zimo was in the distance, and when he saw the blood-stained Misty Peak, he was already burning with anger and killing intent!
When he got close, he didn't have any intention of trying to keep his hand at all. He turned his mind and touched his forehead with his finger, and the sea of consciousness opened up!
Immediately afterwards, in front of everyone's eyes, Su Zimo pulled out a whip that was several meters long from the sea of knowledge!
This is completely a long whip condensed from countless thunder and lightning!
Surrounded by dazzling lightning arcs, there is a series of crackling noises. Around the whip, electric snakes dance, lightning is blazing, and the entire void is shaking!
God's Whip!
Primordial Mysticism in "Taixu Refining the Gods".
The Temple of Wind and Thunder did everything possible, and did not hesitate to use the titled disciple to intercept Su Zimo and recapture the "Purple Lightning Technique". It was because of the fusion of the two exercises that they would obtain this Yuan Mystic Technique!
This is also the Yuan Mystery Technique used by Thunder Emperor to traverse the world back then, and its power can be imagined!