Zhu Jiu used his spiritual consciousness to sense the ethereal air of the great ocean from a distance, pulling its drooping flow, and combining it with the magical writing strokes in his hand, forming a mysterious resonance.
The golden strokes were born from the palm of the palm, combined with the Taoist rhyme, penetrated into the blood and bones in Zhu Jiu's hands.
His hands were rendered with golden brilliance, transparent and bright, with blood as divine liquid, bones as glass, and crystal clear.
The divine writing strokes gradually approach the metacarpal bones. This is the most critical moment. Zhu Jiu even absorbs his breath, is careful and dare not distract himself. He connects the flow of heaven and earth, blesses with spiritual rhyme, and leads the divine text, and carves it on the hand bones.
superior.
‘Pa!’ This magical text stroke is about to be attached to the metacarpal bones, but it collapses again, disappears with the flow of the Tao, turning into a ray of golden light, without any residue.
Zhu Jiu sighed lightly, but it still couldn't work. The Chaos Divine Text contains endless mystery. The related practice and sacrifices are extremely difficult, which is normal. Zhu Jiu had expected this, so although he felt a pity, he was not disappointed.
This time, the attempt to sacrificial texts by sacrificing the Taoist Scripts was not without gain. At least, the divine texts were not turned forward a few times, and the palms were fuzzy and bloody, but they were slightly cracked, and the light of the various colored magic talismans flashed.
, and it will return to normal immediately.
Zhu Jiu sat cross-legged above the Qi Ling Pool, re-thinking, summarizing the failed experience, and then tried it in different ways one after another, but unfortunately, time passed and he still couldn't succeed.
At present, all the means that can be mobilized have been tried. Zhu Jiuzhu temporarily gave up on continuing to sacrifice and refine the divine text and integrate it with his body, looked back at the sea of consciousness, and instead comprehend other magical techniques on the sea of consciousness talisman.
In the cave, Zhu Jiu practiced and understood the magic, raised the brilliant light and clouds, and the colors were magnificent, like a dream where all the colors were bright and vanished.
At this time, in the outside world, on the Dead Dragon Bones ship, many cultivators looked very quiet in the face of the black chaos left by Zhu Jiu not far away, and everyone's face was cold. They were blocked by this black gas, reaching several
Time passes.
On the boat, the middle-aged man in charge was in the mysterious yellow Taoist robe, and his eyes were turned around. He showed the prosperity and decline of all things, and his extremely powerful aura was arranged, causing the void to tremble.
He snorted lightly, and finally he wanted to take action himself. He raised his hand and his forehead was shining. As the colors shone, a fierce power came to the world, and a giant bird flew out of his forehead.
This big bird, which was summoned, was extremely fierce and evil, with three heads, and they all had different shapes. There was a huge dragon head in the center. On both sides, there were dragons and python heads respectively.
The three heads are covered with scales, and each scale is cast like a metal. Cold light shines everywhere. The six eyes are evil light like pillars, which is fierce and intimidating and powerful.
The giant bird's body is very strange. In sharp contrast to the flesh and blood of its head, it is actually in the form of a skeleton, carrying countless secret symbols, a pair of bone wings twitches reaching a hundred meters, and it is majestic and has a high-grade 6th level.
The whole body exudes a sharp and dead aura.
After the three-headed bird appears, the scales are tilted on the center dragon head, and the light is flashing, bursting with colorful colors.
In an instant, the three-headed dragon bird had an amazing change, with countless colorful feathers that transformed out of thin air, covering the bare dead bone body, with huge bone wings quickly covered by colorful feathers.
During several breaths, this three-headed bird with a hideous skeleton turned into a divine bird with colorful feathers, lingering in mist and gorgeous light.
"The three dead dragon birds of the adults are powerful enough to transform between life and death, and are covered with colorful feathers. They are incredible. I am afraid there will be no opponents at the same level."
"It is said that as long as the dead bone three-headed bird is promoted to the seventh level, we can use the secret technique of our clan to give birth to complete spiritual intelligence. All three-headed birds can turn into dragons. I don't know how powerful it will be at that time!"
When many cultivators on the boat saw three evil birds coming out, they were talking enthusiastically, and the three dragon birds were scattered all over their bodies, and suddenly a colorful light was rolled out to attack the black gas left by Zhu Jiu.
The colorful light rippled and turned into colorful divine fire. The flames were bright and the void was burned, and they all collapsed and twisted in pieces.
Part of the black gas of the devouring method left by Zhu Jiu was rolling and spreading, colliding with the colorful divine fire, stalemates, consumed each other, and eventually, both were destroyed.
Following the three-skull dragon bird, five-colored divine fires were shining. After multiple collisions were eliminated, the range of black gas chaos gradually narrowed. In the center position, the talisman array pattern left by Zhu Jiu appeared unstable, and the black gas chaos was turbulent and scattered.
On the Dead Dragon Bones, the cultivators drank together and their morale was greatly boosted.
Just as the cultivators were watching, the core of the black air chaotic dissipation, a chaotic fog spread out, giving birth to a portal.
Zhu Jiu walked out of the Gate of Chaos, wearing a black robe as beautiful as water, with surging magic power, like a vast ocean, and unpredictable.
Zhu Jiu's eyes shining, looking at the colorful three-headed birds in the air, and instantly, a divine light appeared from his eyes and turned into thunder patterns.
In an instant, the thunder thunder was crazily in which there were seven-color lightning, which broke the void from the distant sky, stretched out a thousand-meter-long electric arc, and slashed directly. It was not very thick, but it had an extremely exposing nature.
Snap!
The three-headed bird has a brilliant halo, and the colorful divine fire is burning in the sky, radiantly evaporating, like the fire of gods and demons in the heavens.
Chih!
Even such a dazzling flame, which collided with lightning from the sky, was penetrated. The three birds, one of the dragons, was hit, leaving a hole.
The cultivators of the dead boat cried in unison, and the powerful three dead bones would actually hit a head with one blow.
"Are you not my opponent? Do you have to seek death?" Zhu Jiu used the thunder pattern to instigate lightning from the sky, his spirit was light and confident, hovering in the sky, and said to the surprise Dead Dragon Boat Cultivator.
"You are so happy too early. My dead bone dragon bird bathed between life and death. How could you destroy it?" On the boat, the middle-aged man in Xuanhuang Taoist robe had a cold face and replied in a deep voice.
When he spoke, the three-headed bird with wings flapped its wings in the air, secret rhyme flowed on the head of the dragon that was exposed by lightning, and the hole instantly closed and became intact.
Then, the three birds and six eyes glowed together, and the three heads moved together, spewing out a colorful sea of fire, blocking the void in all directions, and the fire waves tumbling, burning out all vitality, rolling towards Zhu Jiu.
The five-colored sea of fire came, and Zhu Jiu suddenly became a prosperous aura. His robe flew and his black hair was flying.
In the sea of consciousness, the talisman flashed, and suddenly, Zhu Jiu roared, and a shocking sound suddenly burst out, which was the syllable of the word "口". As soon as he was born, the surrounding void immediately became thick and everything was suppressed.
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On the ancient ship of Death Dragon, many people screamed, bleeding from their seven orifices, describing the words "pressed" and their souls will dissipate.
While the sound of the god sounded, there was a long river in Zhu Jiu's mouth, with waves washing the sky and water power rolling out. It rushed out endlessly, as if it was about to flood the earth.
‘Boom~~~’
The water waves are like dragons, rubbing against the void, and the sound is extremely dull. It shakes the sky and the earth, and all things are violently shaking.
Zhu Jiu stood in the void, swallowing and spitting the waves, this scene is very similar to the ancient legend, when gods and demons come to the world, flooding the earth.
In the boundless waves, there is also the golden light of the divine text of the word "未", just like fragments of Taoism, rising and falling in the long river, and the chaotic air lingers and evaporates, making the entire wave of water more hazy.
Zhu Jiu's magical powers exhibited at this time were also talismans and array patterns. Several great techniques were integrated into one, using the most inclusive water method to spread the long river as a carrier, and the word "press" divine text
The light rushes out, with a stunning momentum.
The next moment, in the huge waves, a thick earth rune was turned around, and a mountain appeared out of nowhere. The light of the word "天" word "天" blessings the peak at the moment it appeared.
The color of the mountain immediately turns into golden and brilliant, with ancient spirit spreading, covering the nine provinces, and turning into the sacred mountain with the word "天".
At this point, Zhu Jiu stopped speaking and no longer sprayed water.
In the void, a large lake with waves intertwined, like a vast ocean, swirling in the air, a towering mountain of divine literature standing in the middle of the waves, surrounded by chaotic mist, and the scene was extremely vast.
The colorful flames that attacked were long overwhelmed by the water waves and were gone in every way.
The dead keel boat was surrounded by waves, and it was unstable. Most of the cultivators on the boat changed their faces.
‘Crack~~~’
The word "press" is buzzing in the sacred mountain, and the airflow driven by the mountain is just formed by the tilt, which makes some cultivators on the ancient ship of Death Dragon, cracked their bodies and were seriously injured and waiting to die.
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‘Boom~~’
The sacred mountain rises and falls, and the waves are surging. We must kill the three birds.
The three-headed bird is very extraordinary and is not afraid to avoid it. The patterns around it are shining, intertwined with five-color fire patterns, resisting the downward pressure of the sacred mountain.
At the same time, its three heads roared together, and their huge mouths opened, forming a vortex, like a tornado, sweeping and sucking waves all over the sky.
The rushing sound rang out, and the surging waves of the sea were swallowed by it three times, and the water power was reduced and its power was greatly weak.
However, the fire pattern formed by these three birds was also shattered by the sacred mountain, pressing down on the mountain, and the gravity was boundless.
Bang! The three-headed birds had skin and flesh blooming, and their bodies were covered with colorful feathers.
Its body turned into the skeleton when it appeared, making it more and more evil. Many scales were shattered on its three heads.
The two sides only attacked once in this battle, but the scene showed was huge and straight like a myth. Zhu Jiuzong made waves of water, and the three birds did not show weakness, and even swallowed the water waves all over the sky.
After this collision, the word "未" Jinshan flew back, hanging above Zhu Jiu's head, and the light shone, competing with the great sun.
And the three birds also returned to the top of the Death Dragon Boat, with their six eyes emitting death light, and they looked at Zhu Jiu from afar.
The man in Taoist robe on the boat was surprised. Unexpectedly, Zhu Jiuqiang was so arrogant. In the fight, he was at a disadvantage. Not only did several cultivators die, but the three-headed birds were also injured one after another.
Zhu Jiu was also a little surprised. His magical powers are connected to the sea of Taoism, and his magic can circulate the heaven and earth. However, the water magic he produced has been dissolved and swallowed. No wonder the cultivator on the Dead Dragon Boat is arrogant and it is really difficult to see a powerful enemy.
But both sides did not continue to take action, not to prepare for a truce, but at the same time, the storm had stopped in the reverse void, and the huge remains of Henggu wandering seemed to be undergoing some mysterious changes, and their fluctuations were drifting violently.
Transmitted into the normal world.
The next moment, Zhu Jiu's head was turned and transformed into a magic rune. It was retracted. As light flashed, Qingpeng appeared, carrying Zhu Jiu tore open the void and plunged into it.
Zhu Jiu's heart is a little eager, and the fluctuations of the golden giant are getting stronger and stronger in the soul connection.
The cultivator on the Dead Dragon Bones ship followed closely behind, and the bow of the ship burned bloody flames, collapsed the space barrier, and entered the reverse void.
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