Chapter three hundred and ninetieth old tortoise stele
The initial roar became louder and louder, vigorous and powerful, clearly conveying the ups and downs of emotions.
The sound is full of joy at first, like the birth of life, gorgeous and brilliant. Suddenly, the sound gradually changes and is full of enthusiasm, like a young man with a heart as high as the sky.
After that, the tone changes again, continues to rise, climbs to the top, reaches a peak, seems to be telling the story of glory, with the courage and determination to fight against fate and the way of heaven, and to move forward indomitably.
The next moment, there was a hint of sadness in the roar, carrying unwillingness and loneliness, just like a genius who has lost his dominance in his old age, and only memories of the past are left, all of which are lost.
Eventually the sound becomes completely weak, lifeless, and finally no longer audible.
This song begins with joy and joy, full of vigor, then becomes brilliant and courageous, and finally roars with loneliness. The complex emotions contained in it seem to describe the process of a life from birth to end.
When the howling sound in the depths of the silent land completely disappeared, Zhu Jiu narrowed his eyes slightly and looked into the endless sky. The Taoist charm around his body was ethereal, and he said softly:
"This roar represents another extremely powerful abyssal beast that has chosen to fall into eternal and endless sleep here. It is the last trace left in this world before the end of life, and it is also the vast endless starry sky.
Another star of life has withered.”
Luo Yan seemed to be feeling something, she was touched for some reason, and even her mood was slightly depressed, and she said in a deep voice:
"Yes, this may be the true meaning of the great road. One day we will all return to dust."
Zhu Jiu glanced at Luo Yan, a smile broke out on his face, and his tone was unusually firm, and he said:
"All things are reborn and then wither, and then new life is born again. This cycle is the yin and yang principle of Tao, which expounds the Zen mechanism of relative birth and death. Luoyan, if you are depressed and have no desire to fight, your Tao heart will not be condensed.
There is no opportunity to reveal the way of heaven. You need to know that in all things, the more difficult and dangerous the process is, and in the end, with all kinds of disasters as nutrients, the fruits of the way will be more abundant, and only then can you chase the immortals!"
After Zhu Jiu finished speaking, Ren Luoyan lowered his head to think and remained silent. He turned to the crowd and said:
"Going forward, you will reach the core area of the real Death Island Abyssal Beast Cemetery. The remains of the silent Abyssal Beasts were at least fifth level when they were alive, and there are even seventh-level powerful series remains in the depths, and all those who died on this island
The animal carcasses are all connected with the heaven and earth in parallel and cannot be moved. Therefore, no one should have any thoughts, move forward steadily, and do not take anything in vain."
Having said that, let's go ahead and walk among the corpses of ferocious beasts.
When you really enter the Abyssal Beast Cemetery, there is a demonic sound in your ears, like a ghost whispering in your ears. It invades people's souls, makes people go crazy, and is very difficult to resist.
And throughout the cemetery, many abyssal beasts are dead, but they still exude power, forming an undercurrent of evil intent like a sea tide, with heavy pressure. It is extremely difficult to move forward.
The weaker cultivators in the team had their robes soaked with sweat. Their Dharma energy was circulating all over their bodies. They tried their best, but the situation only improved slightly and they walked very slowly.
There are also cultivators who are extraordinarily powerful and have some remaining strength, so they look around at the beast corpses around them as they move forward.
The secret energy of certain remains circulates, and the leather scales on the surface have naturally grown Tao patterns, which are the treasures they were most proficient in during their lifetime. If someone can decipher them, they can be passed down.
Some cultivators were delighted when they saw it. They focused on the secret patterns of the beast corpse and wanted to observe and understand the wonderful principles. However, they were immediately frightened. Not only did they fail to gain anything, but they were invaded by an evil force that wanted to corrode the soul of the viewer.
fear.
Everyone has learned a lesson and no longer dares to look around randomly and concentrate on moving forward.
Zhu Jiu walked at the front of the team and felt that many cultivators could not resist the pressure in the beast carcasses. They walked slowly and frowned slightly.
He shouted softly, wishing that the nine-week body magic light appeared. He took another step, and there were silver starlight and thunder and lightning intertwined under his feet, forming patterns and covering the ground. Wherever he walked, there were constant evil spirits that could not be seen with the naked eye.
The creature let out a frightening scream and was killed by the formation pattern.
In the sea of consciousness, the heavenly list is flying and flickering, and the lines of principles are blinking and extinguishing, constantly deducing, assisting Zhu Jiu, making him move smoothly in this dangerous place, and avoiding unnecessary troubles and obstacles.
Later, when Zhu Jiu was walking forward, he stepped into the mystery, his whole body emitted a dark yellow halo, and there was a faint sound of Taoism transmitted to the world, like the Buddha's body. Around his body, flowers of mana were constantly forming, as big as a sea bowl and as white as a lotus.
After blooming, it fell to the ground and turned into a ball of divine and radiant Taoist patterns.
I wish Jiuru, a god, demon and immortal Buddha walking in the world, to give array patterns and transform into a pearl in the sea of Dao, so that the extremely dangerous place can become a smooth road.
As everyone walked on the spot where Zhu Jiujie formed the formation pattern, the pressure everywhere weakened, and the entire team moved faster.
But even if Zhu Jiu activates the magic patterns to cover the ground and uses magical means to walk through the remains of the abyssal beast, it is still very dangerous.
As we go deeper, the indigenous creatures on the Dead Island who are good at spewing the wind of death appear again.
They turn into gray winds, move at strange speeds, and appear and disappear. They seize every opportunity to kill everyone. To a certain extent, these creatures are the guardians of the dead island, and no one is allowed to disturb the eternity of the island.
of silence.
Fortunately, most of the secrets of Dead Island have long been explored and explored by the forces of the abyss. Preparations are made in advance for any dangers encountered at each stage. In addition, these cultivators have their own strengths. Therefore, although this team encounters frequent attacks, they continue to
There were injured people, but no one was killed.
As the cultivators moved forward in the battle, they saw many corpses of abyssal beasts, all kinds of strange things. Around some mysterious corpses, you could see living abyssal beasts lingering around, as if they were passing on the treasure skills left by the corpses through some special way.
This place is a dangerous path for cultivators, but for these abyssal beasts, it is similar to a holy land of inheritance.
Zhu Jiu, who was walking at the front of the team, suddenly stopped. Behind the corpse of an abyssal beast that was tens of meters high and sat like a hill, a centipede-like creature with two wings sprouted out of its back.
This beast is called the Bloodthirsty Centipede. It is a sixth-level first-grade creature. It is nearly twenty meters long and nearly ten feet wide. It is very fierce. Its whole body is dark red, like coagulated blood, and it reflects a smooth and bright cold light like metal. It is murderous.
When running, its lower abdominal limbs and feet rub against each other, cutting through the surrounding ground as hard as stone, like a knife cutting into snow, without any resistance.
This time, Zhu Jiu did not take action. Instead, he took a few steps back and ordered the abyss forces to accompany the cultivators who came. Three of them attacked at the same time and fought with the bloodthirsty centipede.
Three people immediately took the order and came out. One of them was the fastest, and he held a blood-marked flying sword on his forehead. In the blink of an eye, like a stream of light, he cut mountains and seas with incredible speed. The other corpse, a Shinto cultivator, raised his consciousness
Sea talisman, intertwined with dharma patterns, sealing heaven and forbidden earth.
The remaining one is a disciple of the Demon King Sect among the four major branches, who is in the same lineage as Luo Yan. He is a middle-aged man with a cold face. His magical power is the most unique. He triggers the power of blood in his body and transforms into a black light.
The dense runes are engraved on each feather of the crane, its iron claws are like swords, and it grabs stones and turns them into powder.
The three people cooperated, and the disciples of the Demon King Sect carried out heavy blows, tearing with sharp claws, and each attack made the bloodthirsty centipede drip with blood. The opening and closing of the crane's beak was even more wonderful, and the spurt transformed into a magic weapon scissors.
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'Clang! Clang!'
The precious scissors twisted, almost cutting the blood centipede in half with its claws and teeth, and its fierce power was drastically reduced.
A disciple of the Blood River Sword Sect, the sword light forms a 'line', and is extremely sharp.
The cultivators of the Corpse God Dao covered the earth with formations and carried out large-area restraint and containment attacks.
The three of them fight together, dots, lines, planes, overlapping and parallel connections, turning fierce battles into art.
In the end, the bloodthirsty centipede was bound by the formation pattern and had difficulty moving. Then it was entangled by the blood sword, cutting off its body, and dark red blood sputtered.
The bloodthirsty centipede's head rolled down, and it was not dead for a moment. It struggled on the ground, but was turned into a black crane by the disciples of the Demon King Sect and swallowed directly into its belly. It was extremely violent.
The Abyss Cultivator's combat prowess was astonishing and his magical powers were versatile. Onlookers, including the Daotian Saint, were shocked and praised him one after another.
The following three people collected their magical powers, and the cultivators moved forward. Whenever they encountered danger, they took turns to fight.
A few hours later, the team was walking into an extremely deep area in a terrifying place filled with countless corpses.
At this time, the surrounding scene became more and more gloomy and gloomy. At the end of the line of sight, through the light mist, the corpse of an old turtle could be seen. The body was as big as a mountain, with a dragon head and closed eyes.
Above its remains, dark clouds gathered, and there was darkness. Wind, thunder, and lightning cracked the sky. There were endless rumblings, shaking the sky and the earth, as if everything was grieving for the death of the old turtle.
The old turtle has been dead for countless years, but he is lying quietly, with countless runes still shining on the armor around his body, bathed in various colors of light, and the aura exuding from his body is overwhelming and invincible, and no one can get close to him.
The most surprising thing is that the old turtle naturally carries a towering monument on its back. It is dim in color and has countless inscriptions on it, which seems to reveal some great secret.
The two ancient words "Yuan Tomb" are engraved in the center of the inscription and can be seen from a distance.
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