When the cultivators heard Zhu Jiu's serious tone of warning, they all felt that something was unusual. Without hesitation, they immediately turned around and retreated further away.
Someone looked back while running and saw Zhu Jiutou hanging on the golden page of the divine inscription, his figure flying in the air, walking forward on the rolling dead air, as fast as the stream of light.
Behind him, black energy surged like the sea, and a streak of blood glowed like a wave, chasing after him closely. The void was rendered by the blood light, and cracks appeared, as if it was about to be torn apart.
While everyone was watching from a distance, Zhu Jiu suddenly separated from the black air and sank into it. Immediately, a shocking sound of collision of magic spells came from the black air, and various colors of magical light shimmered into the sky.
Zhu Jiu did not know what kind of fierce battle he was fighting with, and the fluctuations of spells transmitted from all directions contained supreme battle power, shaking the mountains and shaking the rivers.
The next moment, the boundless black energy surged, and the energy was strong again. Zhu Jiu was rising and falling, with the divine text hanging on his head, and he appeared again, stepping on the black mist, and moving forward quickly.
This time, there seemed to be a faintly ferocious dragon's head sticking out from behind him, pursuing him relentlessly.
I wish the nine heads hang the golden pages of divine inscriptions, spread the divine light and walk. Every step you take, there will be layers of magic patterns, covering the void.
When these patterns were brewing under Zhu Jiu's feet, their power had not yet appeared. Once Zhu Jiu raised his feet and left, they were immediately flipped and enlarged, connected with each other, and evolved into attack methods. Then they sank into the billowing black air, and the hidden within
A collision of unknown evil objects.
At this time, Zhu Jiu took three steps in succession, and each step was full of mystery. Three formation patterns were formed under his steps. Suddenly, the three patterns were connected with each other and evolved into the same group, forming a huge war spear with three colors of magic flowing.
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This war spear must be more than ten meters long, more than the thickness of an ordinary person's thigh. Its main body is made of thick earth and the power of stars, and it shines with radiance and brilliant silver.
The tip of the spear circled around the thunder machine, and the electric arc spread throughout the entire spear body. The spear shaft was also engraved with two sacred inscriptions, "press" and "forbidden".
Taken together, this giant magic spear combines the three magic arts of thunder, thick earth, and divine inscriptions. It has overlapping power and is extremely powerful, as if it is going to pierce the sky wall.
The war spear was stepped on by Zhu Jiu for three consecutive steps, and it was formed by the formation of Dao Ji. It was also a magical method that combined the void talisman formation pattern and parallel magic into one. In addition, Zhu Jiu also carved two major chaos inscriptions on it. Doubling it.
Its ability.
The moment the war spear was generated, it became spiritual, crackled and exploded, and aimed downwards.
‘Chi!’
The black air below seems to be solidified and cannot be healed. Even invisible objects are imprisoned and suppressed. This is the power of divine writings.
This large spear is like a silver dragon spitting out thunderbolts, plunging into the boundless black air below with incomparable precision and bursting out at the speed of lightning.
‘Crack!’ The sound was sharp. The big spear seemed to have pierced something potentially dangerous in the black air.
The next moment, a ferocious black dragon rushed out from the billowing black air. It was one of the two black dragons released from the old turtle's horn. The other one had collided with the wave of Zhu Jiu's spell and had already collapsed.
The remaining head was pierced through the skull by a bright silver spear, and it suddenly disintegrated and exploded. All traces disappeared.
Zhu Jiu suddenly turned into a stream of light and moved forward at an extraordinary speed. The mythical big spear seemed to be spiritual. After hunting the deadly black dragon, it was always surrounding Zhu Jiu's body. The three-color Dharma radiance shimmered, which was very magical.
Behind him, a ray of blood could be seen breaking through the black air, pursuing him relentlessly.
During the rush, Zhu Jiu stretched out his hand and pointed his silver dragon-like war spear. With a buzzing sound, he dived into the black air again with peerless edge. From time to time, he made clanging metal collision sounds. He was obviously hunting and chasing Zhu in the black air.
The Secret of Nine.
Zhu Jiu walked forward under such circumstances, using all kinds of magical powers as he walked to suppress the vicious things in the death aura under his feet that were constantly rushing up to pursue him.
Sometimes he doesn't walk very fast, but every step generates Dao patterns, and the Dharma shines brilliantly, like a god walking in the world, with his black hair disheveled and his eyes opening and closing, forming a thunderous light that shines in all directions.
Everyone retreated far enough away and looked back again, and found that the black death energy was rolling from time to time. Zhu Jiu sank into it many times, and the fierce battle continued and was very fierce.
"What on earth is that bloody light in the black air? Young Master Zhu fought almost with all his strength, but he didn't gain any advantage at all." Luo Yan observed carefully, narrowed her beautiful eyes into a thin slit, and murmured softly.
While everyone was watching, Zhu Jiu was flying quickly in the sky, and the black energy under his feet suddenly transformed, like a ghost hand, grabbing at him.
And under the black energy, a pair of bloody eyes were faintly revealed, extremely evil, waiting to give Zhu Jiu a fatal blow.
Zhu Jiuman's face was solemn, with war flames burning in his eyes, a flash of light on his forehead, the ghost kingdom was born, and the central royal court used its refining power to instantly draw in the many ghost hands that were attacking, and turn them into nothingness in the blink of an eye.
The ghost kingdom was born, and the gate of the underworld was buzzing, which seemed to shock the blood-stained eyes under the black energy, and did not dare to act rashly.
Zhu Jiu seized the opportunity and flashed with lightning, reaching the edge of the black air. When he took back the ghost kingdom and the golden pages of divine texts, a thunderbolt suddenly rose, and a faint purple thunder arc differentiated, melted into the void, and disappeared in a flash.
The moment Zhu Jiu disappeared, a halo of blood swirled around, and a vaguely human-like outline appeared, standing on the edge of the black energy that was constantly spreading, seemingly unwilling to do so.
A vicious scream came out from the bloody halo. The cultivators who were already several miles away at this time were deafened by the scream. Several of them immediately turned pale, swayed, and almost fell down.
And these people are all at least fifth-level first-grade cultivation, which shows how lethal the screams are.
Everyone was shocked. Suddenly, there was a secret current surging around them. At this time, everyone was nervous and frightened. When they were on guard, they saw a wisp of electric arc, as if it had spirituality, and transformed into the figure of Zhu Jiu with a pale complexion.
After he revealed his figure, he wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, exhaled gently, glanced at Luo Yan, bared his teeth and smiled, then waved his hand and led everyone to walk through countless animal carcasses, moving away at an incredible speed.
After the tea time, everyone was dozens of miles away from where Old Turtle was, and Zhu Jiu slowed down.
Turning his head and looking back, even though he was so far away, he could still see that the dark air of death was covering the sky in the direction of the old turtle, and there were constant sounds of fierce and evil cries.
In that direction, the black air has spread to an area of more than ten miles, and the wind of death is floating, corroding everything, completely turning it into a dead end.
Everyone was a little calmer at this time, and they all turned to look at Zhu Jiu, wondering what happened just now. There was also a dark color of curiosity on Luo Yan's face as white as porcelain, and she asked:
"What is the bloody light chasing you? Is that old turtle really alive?"
Zhu Jiu showed a thoughtful look on his face, shook his head and said:
"The old turtle was not resurrected, but it did move. It once opened its mouth and spit out a ray of blood, which was the evil thing chasing me. Looking back at this time, the bloody light was probably a statue hiding in the belly of the old turtle.
The evil thing was born by bathing in the air of death and became a climate. I fought with that thing for a long time, but I could only see that it had a vague human shape. I don’t know what it is, it’s really weird!”
Everyone looked at each other and saw that the halo of blood that loomed in the black air actually came out of the old turtle's belly, which was unexpected.
Zhu Jiu paused for a moment, the thoughtfulness in his eyes not diminishing, as if he was still wondering what kind of secret the bloody light was, and then continued:
"At that time, the old turtle suddenly opened his mouth, and the death energy surged out, like a bottomless pit, and a ray of blood burst out of it. I was caught off guard and suffered some slight injuries. Fortunately, the evil thing did not seem to be fully transformed, so I could not leave the old turtle.
Far away, otherwise we don’t know how long we will be entangled.”
Everyone whispered and discussed for a while before getting back on the road.
Zhu Jiu ordered the four abyss cultivators to open the way, and he followed suit. Luo Yan asked in a low voice:
"Is your injury okay? Why is the old turtle showing strange phenomena one after another, and the changes are shocking!"
Zhu Jiu was silent for a moment, then suddenly opened his palm, revealing something he was holding, which was a green cloud crystal monument almost as big as his palm.
At this time, the crystal stele was wrapped in magic power, and neither the aura nor the light was released, but it was transparent and unchanged, and the inscriptions on the stele were vivid. You could tell it was something extraordinary at first sight.
"My golden tree has a common connection with the ancient stele carried on the back of the turtle, which shows that this miniature crystal stele is a rare thing that was formed by a desperate struggle and is full of vitality. I snatched it.
This triggered a series of changes later.”
Luo Yan looked at it curiously and asked, "What is the function of this crystal tablet? Can you identify the writing patterns on it?"
Zhu Jiu looked at the crystal tablet in his hand, which was crystal clear and had rhythmic spiritual patterns, and analyzed:
"This thing is full of vitality. It can be connected with the secret power of the golden tree and support each other. I don't know the other functions. I am going to try to analyze its other differences and see if I can gain anything."
As he spoke, a light flashed in his hand, and the crystal tablet was put away and transmitted directly to his cave.
At this time, the golden tree that was hanging in the cave immediately became sensitive when the crystal monument entered. The main trunk was woven with layers of mysterious light, twinkling with treasures, and once again the crystal monument bloomed with the glow of the glow, shining in the cave.