Chapter 1664: Jiuyou and Huangquan

"It seems that it needs to be repaired after every fight. Otherwise, carrying such a heavy weapon would be troublesome."

Gu Xiuyun shook his head and smiled bitterly.

The 1,600-mile mountain peak was transformed into the bone spurs of the ancient beasts of the Dian Mountains. No one could tell how heavy it was, but he would definitely not be able to lift it with his own strength. Even if he used the magical power of the ancient saint, it would be difficult.

Therefore, those formation patterns are all used to reduce weight and have no protective effect.

Why do the bone spurs of ancient Dianshan beasts need the protection of array patterns?

Not to mention the third level source beast, even the weak source beast emperor may not be able to destroy it.

…

Lake edge.

The cyan figure approached slowly, carrying a mace behind him. The surface of the stick was pitted and looked particularly rough.

As if sensing the murderous intention of the human race's true form, the shadows at the bottom of the lake seemed a little uneasy.

"If you dare to set up a ban here and leave a puppet beast to guard it, there must be a very powerful being behind it, at least someone like Elder Panshan, or even a certain emperor."

Gu Xiuyun looked at the lake with a sparkle in his eyes.

call out!

A zhenqi palm print suddenly flew out and shot towards the bottom of the lake.

Before the palm print came, the shadow hidden at the bottom of the lake jumped up, revealing a body like a tiger and leopard. After hundreds of years, the appearance of this puppet beast is still dilapidated, but its aura is extremely powerful, no less than the source. Beast Lord.

Peng!

The zhenqi palm print fell on the puppet beast, causing a splash of water, but other than that, it left no trace.

"What a tough body!"

Gu Xiuyun narrowed his eyes and quickly retreated, but the puppet beast was extremely fast and caught up with him in just half a breath.

I saw this puppet stretching out its sharp claws, the claws glowing dark green and revealing astonishing venom, and slashed towards the real human body.

Not only that, the tail behind the tiger and leopard puppet also turned into a chain and wrapped around it. The surface of the chain was covered with forbidden spikes, and there was a layer of regular patterns covering it. It had obviously been carefully refined.

Poison claws and chain tail are just two weapons of the tiger and leopard puppet.

Other parts also have their own mysteries. Once they are all displayed, beasts in the third level of performing arts may hate them.

However, no matter how powerful the method is, it is meaningless!

At the same time as the puppet beast approached, Gu Xiuyun had already grasped the mace behind him, and used all the rules of fate twisting, the ancient sage's magical powers, and the secret skills of space.

In an instant, the void collapsed!

A majestic divine power smashed into the puppet beast along the dark space. With an explosion, the puppet beast fell apart. Its body was smashed to pieces, but the mace did not stop at all and crashed directly into the lake in front.

Peng!

Another shocking roar.

All the water in the lake was blown away, and even the bottom of the lake was split open, revealing a pit thousands of miles deep.

"What a powerful puppet. Its strength is almost as strong as that of the giant mountain beast we encountered before. Fortunately, I refined a suitable weapon first, otherwise I would have been unable to use it."

Gu Xiuyun gasped.

Destiny and the secrets of cause and effect have little impact on puppet beasts. This kind of life has no mind and will and is completely controlled by formation restrictions. Therefore, there are only two ways to solve them.

One is to defeat them by force.

The second is to consume all the puppet beast's divine power.

The third-level acting puppet beast is more dangerous than the source beast at the same level.

Maybe, otherwise this puppet beast would not be able to protect the lake to this day.

"The third-level puppet beast is the top spiritual treasure even in Qingxiao Palace and Xi Palace. It is worth no less than half of the heaven-level merit. Who is so generous as to leave this thing in the Dianshan Tomb?"

The human form walked towards the lake and looked down.

I saw two holes at the bottom of the lake. One originated from the mace and was thousands of miles deep. The other happened to be the area where the puppet beast had previously stayed. The entrance of the hole was very small, only about ten feet in diameter. It was deep and dark inside, and it was impossible to see. to the end.

"So narrow?"

Gu Xiuyun frowned.

He could fit into a hole that was about ten feet wide, but not a mace!

Without this thing, the strength will be greatly weakened.

Thinking of this, he waved his hand, and his true energy turned into a rope to take out the mace from the depths of the cave. Immediately afterwards, his true energy circulated rapidly, and the ancient saint's magical power, the twisted rules of fate, and the unique skills of space were used again.

Peng!

There was an earth-shattering roar.

The entrance of the cave, which is about ten feet wide, was smashed down, revealing a passage thousands of feet wide. At the end of the passage is still the entrance of the cave, which is about ten feet wide. I don’t know where it extends!

"If once is not enough, do it again. I don't believe this hole can extend beyond the Henghe River?"

Gu Xiuyun swung the mace and smashed it down again.

No matter how deep the hole is, just smash it through!

Peng! Peng! Peng!

The cyan figure held a rough long stick and walked deep into the cave entrance. After half a month, he finally saw a slightly wider cave.

The cave was extremely quiet, with a faint ray of light in the darkness. From a distance, it seemed to be a curved vine.

"Elixir?"

Gu Xiuyun looked around. This was already the end of the cave, and there was no space behind it. It was obvious that the puppet beast was guarding this vine.

"What kind of vines can actually allow people to use third-level puppet beasts to guard this place?"

He came to the vine curiously and looked carefully.

The whole body of the vine is like jade, only seven feet long. The heart of the vine is empty, but it has a feeling like a netherworld and purgatory.

One end of the vine penetrated deep into the skeleton of the ancient beast in Dianshan, as if absorbing the power of this long-fallen emperor-level source beast, but it didn't seem like it. A palm-sized flower bud grew on the other end, and there were signs of blooming.

"What is this? Magic medicine? Or some kind of rare spiritual material?"

Gu Xiuyun was a little confused, "Let the killing body go to investigate, maybe Qingxiao Palace will have some records."

...

A secret place far away.

The sky and the earth were dark, and countless dead souls wandered in the void, wailing and wailing from time to time.

In addition, there were many practitioners coming and going, but each of them looked dull, as if they had become zombies, and the aura around them was also abnormally gray.

In the center of the secret realm, a magnificent palace stood in the sky, with a wide palace door and colorful lights all around, which was extremely asymmetrical with the dark scene here.

Suddenly, the palace door opened, and an old man with a yellow face in a gray robe walked out of the palace.

"Who is so bold as to destroy my puppet beast?"

The yellow-faced old man's eyes were filled with shock and anger, and his divine power surged like a raging tide, pressing the surrounding dead souls to howl miserably, and the zombie-like practitioners retreated in fear.

"The Dianshan Tomb is located at the junction of the third and fourth airspaces, and deep in the Henghe River. There are almost no practitioners staying there, and the alien beasts will not attack the puppet beasts of the same level.

Who is it?"

The yellow-faced old man flipped his hands, and countless virtual and real changes began to operate.

After a long time, he vaguely saw the scene in the depths of the Henghe River Basin, where there was a vague figure, and there seemed to be an extremely rough stick in his hand.

Just when the yellow-faced old man wanted to see the scene more clearly,

The void suddenly split open, and a distant voice came from afar, "Brother Huangquan, I have been looking for you for a long time. After the collapse of the Nine Nether Realm, many treasures fell into your hands. I don't care about other treasures, but the three treasures of the underworld left by my master are the tokens of the headmaster, you must hand them over!"

"Nine Nether?!"

The yellow-faced old man's eyes changed drastically, "Aren't you trapped in the Holy Land of Reincarnation? When did you get out?"

"Are you surprised?"

The voice in the void became clearer and clearer. Indistinctly, a ghost fog of the underworld permeated from the distant end of the world. The breath was deep and sharp, almost making it impossible for the yellow-faced old man to maintain his state of mind.

As for those dead souls and walking corpses, they were almost unable to move because of the terrifying breath.

The power of the Nine Nether Emperor has exceeded the imagination of the world, and it is also a very terrifying existence in the level of the emperor.

Gu Xiuyun was able to suppress this emperor back then, only because he had lost his physical body, divine power, and soul thoughts, and even his mind and will were severely damaged by the Holy Land of Reincarnation, and his strength was reduced to the extreme.

At this moment, the Emperor of the Nine Netherworlds had already recovered to his peak state.

"Before Master left, he once said that the Nine Netherworlds would be handed over to me. I must take back the Three Treasures of the Underworld as the token of the head of the sect!" The voice in the void became even more powerful.

"After not seeing you for many years, your cultivation has become more profound. I admire you," the yellow-faced old man's eyes flashed with a fierce look, "but if you want to take away the Three Treasures of the Underworld, it depends on whether you have the ability. During the years you were trapped in the Holy Land of the Samsara, I dare not slack off for a day!"

Boom!

The sky and the earth roared, and a Yellow Spring appeared above the secret realm, covering the void of billions of miles and even farther.

Looking around, the entire vast world was covered by the Yellow Spring.

The yellow-faced old man stood in the depths of the dirty spring water, and his breath was so strong that it was almost unbelievable.

Obviously, this was a terrible Emperor Qiankun, who mastered the will of the heart of heaven, and had the magical power to change the world with every move.

"Junior brother, you and I are from the same sect. I really don't want to be your enemy." At the edge of the void, the Emperor Jiuyou stood in the air, with divine power looming around him, and there was a hint of the underworld.

"Okay!"

The yellow-faced old man smiled, "Then please give me a break and leave the three treasures of the underworld here, so that I can continue to comprehend for a while."

"Stubborn."

The Emperor Jiuyou shook his head slightly, and as his palm turned, a pitch-black divine sword swept across the sky and earth, slashing towards the billions of miles of the underworld.

"Hmph, so many years have passed, and you have been trapped in the Holy Realm of Samsara. How much ability do you have left? I have refined all the treasures of this sect, and my strength is several times stronger than before. Why would I be afraid of you?"

A sharp light flashed in the eyes of the yellow-faced old man.

In an instant, one spiritual treasure after another emerged from the boundless underworld, and each of them emitted amazing fluctuations, as if it contained a vast world.

Huh!

The power of the Yin God surged.

One of the talismans, which was about ten feet long, burst into brilliant light, and seven figures appeared above the talisman, each with a terrifying aura comparable to that of Emperor Qiankun.

Seven emperor-level psychic corpses appeared above Huangquan, heading towards the pitch-black divine sword.