Chapter 789 Get Out of Here! (Second Update, Please Subscribe to the Monthly Ticket~)
The witch ancestor was buried in this coffin. The coffin was extremely heavy, and various Taoist charms permeated the surface of the coffin, making it impossible for outsiders to damage the coffin and avoid collision with the witch ancestor's body.
Ye Xu lowered his hands to hold the coffin, and the Taoist rhyme spread to his arms. The skin of his hands suddenly rotted, and the flesh and blood peeled off, revealing the white bones of his hands!
Daoyun even began to invade his bones, melting away his bones, and continued to spread upward along the arm bones, eroding to his chest!
Ye Xu opened the coffin little by little. The power in his hands continued to dissipate, and finally he opened the coffin!
In the coffin, an elder was lifelike. The Taoist charm was flowing around him, and he had a feeling of a natural Tao, as if he might wake up from his deep sleep at any time.
Everything is perfect, everything is perfect.
He was like a heavenly being. Even though he had been dead for an unknown amount of time, he still gave people a sense of being flawless and perfect.
Click!
Ye Xu's hands were finally overwhelmed, all the bones were crushed by Dao Yun, and the coffin was closed with a bang.
Ye Xu was devastated. Just now, the coffin was lifted open, allowing him to peek into the figure and face of the witch ancestor in the coffin.
It was a familiar face that had walked towards him with the white-clothed God King in the Chunyang Palace in the Jade Tower.
At first, he was limited to his cultivation and thought that the strong man surrounding the white-clothed God King was a sorcerer king. Now he finally realized that those strong men were all sorcerer kings!
They are powerful warriors at the level of witch ancestors. They are all gathered together, surrounding the God King in white, with stars holding the moon, waiting for Ye Xu to resurrect them.
"I have actually seen all the people in these coffins. How could this happen? Could it be that I am really the emperor they say..."
Ye Xu's body was weak, he staggered back, his face turned pale: "Impossible! The six paths have been broken, no one can be reincarnated, and no one can live to the second life, not the emperor of heaven. The emperor in the mouth of the white-clothed god king, naturally Not even..."
"I am who I am, and I will never be anyone else!"
His expression returned to normal in an instant, and where the broken arm was, a series of forbidden and dao marks were seen rapidly pouring out. Intertwined with each other and woven into bones, flesh, muscles, skin and hair, his hands quickly recovered and did not continue to open other coffins.
He knew without opening it that there must be familiar faces inside the coffins.
And in the tallest coffin must be the God King in white!
They are buried here. I don’t know why these witch ancestors and god kings died.
Ye Xu frowned deeply. There were all kinds of mysteries in his heart that could not be solved. Why did the God King and the many shaman ancestors buried here call him emperor and say such strange words as you taught me and now I teach you? Why did such tyrannical existences like them suddenly suddenly If you die all the time, why are you buried here?
Why is there still a fragment of the root of the world here? Who is it that buries them at the root of the world?
These doubts. Perhaps only the resurrection of these witch ancestors and god kings can answer this question.
Ye Xu took a long breath. Looking around the sacred tree, I saw more than a hundred coffins parked on the large leaves. From time to time in the coffins, lines of rhymes and divine patterns spilled out, evolving into the great avenues of the heavens, making them mysterious and mysterious.
His eyes fell on the coffin at the top. The divine patterns of the white-clothed God-King filled the air, matching the entire Great Sun Chunyang Palace. It seemed that the late God-King was still breathing in and out. Influence this shrine!
Although he is dead, he is still the master of this Great Sun Chunyang Palace.
Feng Suiyun stood up and came to his side, and said in surprise: "Brother Ye, this big tree seems to be a branch, otherwise it would not only have these few branches and leaves."
Ye Xu nodded. He had already recognized that this big tree was like jade. It should be a branch broken off from the so-called "Root of the World", which was used to hold up the coffins of the witch ancestors and god kings.
The root of the world should be a jade tree, which should not be much different from the jade tree in his jade tower. Emperor Ku Shenwang broke off a branch and gave it to Emperor Tang. It grew into a later building tree and was built by Emperor Zhou into the Tower of Babel. When the road to heaven opened, it was lost again in the hands of the Wuluo Ancestor.
Nowadays, the main trunk of Jianmu is still in the hands of Ancestor Wuluo, but compared with the giant tree in front of him, the main trunk of Jianmu is inferior.
I don't know who broke off the branches of this jade tree, and it became the tomb of many witch ancestors and kings. It is stronger and more magical than building wood. Its surface is covered with Dao patterns, Dao rhymes and divine patterns, and the textures are like the avenues of heaven and earth. , organized into stripes of branches and leaves and jade tree scales.
These textures are not threatening to anyone, as if they are a natural path.
"Absorbing this fragment of the root of the world, I can probably become a Holy Emperor!" Ye Xu looked eagerly and stood up, flying towards the top of the jade tree branches.
Feng Suiyun followed him, looking around, and saw strands of Taoist rhyme and divine patterns intertwined with a series of moving poems, fairy music, and melodious bursts. He couldn't help but trembled with excitement, and whispered: "If we can participate By understanding the Tao Yun and Divine Patterns here and understanding the great ways of heaven and earth practiced by more than a hundred witch ancestors and kings during their lifetimes, we can become witch ancestors without any obstacles!"
Ye Xushen thought so. He landed on the top of the jade branch and said with a smile: "What Brother Feng said is absolutely true. However, it is too difficult to capture and refine these Taoist rhymes. Every strand of Taoist rhyme is... Not inferior to the peak Holy Emperor, it is difficult to capture and refine."
These witch ancestors and god kings practiced different techniques during their lifetimes. After their death, their Tao Yun and Divine Marks circulated. If one could fully understand these Tao Yun and Divine Marks, one would definitely be able to get a glimpse of the mind of these god kings and witch ancestors and gain their inheritance. , becoming a witch ancestor is indeed a piece of cake!
Feng Suiyun was proud and said with a smile: "There is no need to capture and refine. My creation gate is most important to understanding, and I am best at comprehending the rhyme of the Tao. I only need to sit in front of these coffins for a hundred years and continue to deduce, and I can understand the mysteries." "
Ye Xu was dumbfounded and said with a smile: "A hundred years is really too long."
"It takes a hundred years to understand the secrets of the witch ancestors, open the Taoist door, escape, and become the witch ancestors. In the eyes of others, it is already unimaginably fast! Brother Ye, do you still think it is slow? If you didn't have this opportunity, I'm afraid it would take hundreds of years or even For thousands of years, I haven’t been able to open the door!”
Feng Suiyun disapproved and looked at the coffin of the God King in front of him. He said in a deep voice: "The vast majority of the Holy Emperors spent their whole lives without being qualified to aspire to be the Witch Ancestor, and they eventually died! And we sitting in front of these coffins to meditate are equivalent to the Witch Ancestor God King preaching to you, And there are hundreds of witch ancestors and god kings who have been enlightened for hundreds of years. Where can you find such a good thing? "
His words are not an exaggeration. After all, there are not many witch ancestors in the heaven. One is limited by their understanding and qualifications. Another aspect is resource constraints.
If you can comprehend all the Tao Yun divine patterns of these witch ancestor god kings, you can break through the limitations of understanding and qualifications, and have the opportunity to open the Tao door and escape!
Ye Xu also looked at the coffin in front of them. In the coffin was the white-clothed God King he had seen before. Said: "Brother Feng, don't forget. We are in the Xiaoyuan Realm of Yuxu Palace at the moment, and the Twelve Witch Ancestors will never give you this opportunity to realize enlightenment here for a hundred years."
Feng Suiyun's face froze and he said angrily: "That's true. Could it be that if you go deep into the treasure land, you can only come back empty-handed..."
He looked around. From time to time, I saw lines of rhyme and divine patterns overflowing from the coffin and wandering around. I have the intention to capture a detailed understanding, but I don't think I have the strength.
These divine patterns can even strangle ancient behemoths at the peak Holy Emperor level. Although he thinks highly of himself, he still has some self-awareness.
"Returned empty-handed?"
Ye Xu's thoughts moved slightly, and suddenly the endless energy from the jade tree branches rushed out of his body. The violent power, lines and marks, and even the rhyme and divine lines all poured into his body and turned into a vast ocean. knowledge and insights!
Ye Xu's cultivation expanded crazily. Within a few breaths, this violent energy raised his cultivation to the level of the sixth-grade wizard king. After a few more breaths, he became the seventh-grade wizard king, and his aura became stronger and stronger. , becoming more and more domineering!
The aura of the Witch King itself is extremely domineering and domineering, and Ye Xu practices Pan Wang's Opening Scripture. Pan Wang was born in the chaos of Hongmeng. The world is chaotic and empty. There is only Pan Wang alone. He is the only one in the sky and on the earth. This mental method has been cultivated for a long time. Ye Xu has a domineering and arbitrary temperament. Now that his cultivation level has improved, his aura is naturally more domineering, even forcing Feng Suiyun and Roaring Sky Dog away!
"You actually dare to break in here and touch the coffins here. Do you want to die?"
Prince Lingxiao's voice suddenly came, and Ye Xu followed the sound and saw that Prince Lingxiao had arrived under the ancient tree at some point and was looking at him from a distance.
The reason why he arrived a step late was to collect a Dao rhyme, and he was entangled in that Dao rhyme, so he fell behind Ye Xu and was beaten by Ye Xu.
"The Twelve Guards of the Sun are really useless. You two actually broke into this place. It seems that only I can take action personally to get rid of you two careless things!" He rose into the air and came to the sky above the ancient tree. Looking down at Ye Xu and Feng Suiyun, he said indifferently.
Suddenly, four or five more auras broke into this place, and the voice of the Son of Heaven was heard, smiling: "Prince Lingxiao, I'm afraid you don't know yet, but all the twelve guards of your great sun have been beaten by Feng Suiyun. Death, you have become a loner!"
Prince Ling Xiao felt a chill in his heart. He looked at Feng Suiyun and sneered: "Feng Suiyun, I didn't expect you to hide your secrets. You can kill my twelve guards. Your cultivation is not weak. You can barely be considered my opponent." , I will personally execute you later! I will pull out your bones inhumanely, listen to your cries for father and mother, and then chop you into pieces piece by piece with a blunt knife!"
Feng Suiyun couldn't help but shiver, secretly feeling bad luck.
"Prince Lingxiao, this is not your Chunyang Palace. Are you trying to monopolize the treasures here? Is there something wrong?" Another son of God strode over. When he saw the jade tree, his eyes lit up and he sneered.
"Ling Xiao, in this world there is not only the Great Sun God King, but also other God Kings, and you are not the only God Son, there are other God Sons. With us here, you have to weigh it up." Another God Son smiled.
At the same time, Fu Xilai also quietly came here, kept moving around, and quietly laid down a series of forbidden patterns, blending into the void and sealing the place.
The sound of the piano came, and another girl came gracefully. There was a guqin above her head, and no one was playing it. The Taoist rhyme collected in it.
The sound of the clash of iron horses and gold swords was heard. Ba Wushen held his head high and strode into this place. He also received a Taoist rhyme, and his cultivation and strength have made great progress!
Many sons of gods came together to contend with Prince Lingxiao.
The corners of Prince Ling Xiao's eyes trembled. Although he was the strongest among the many sons of gods, it would be difficult to please him if he was surrounded by many sons of gods.
"Everyone, I only want the divine coffin on the top of this jade tree. As long as you don't fight with me, we will be in peace. If anyone fights with me, don't blame me for being ruthless!"
Prince Lingxiao's eyes were full of murderous intent. He took a step back and sneered: "This is my bottom line. If anyone touches my bottom line, even if you are numerous and powerful, I will have to kill them!"
He made concessions, and many gods breathed a sigh of relief. After all, Prince Lingxiao was the best among them. If they fought desperately, no one could please him.
"I want the coffin with military patterns!" God Ba Wu strode forward, his eyes were unmatched, and he swept towards one of the witch ancestor coffins.
"I want the coffin of music theory." The girl with the guqin on her head stepped forward and said.
"I want the coffin with phoenix patterns..."
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But in a moment, many coffins were divided up by many gods and masters who came. Everyone strode forward, and suddenly heard an indifferent voice from the top of the tree.
"Those who don't want to die, get out!"
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