This spear light cuts through the sky, a flash of bright color, instantly igniting an area of heaven and earth, shining brightly on all things.
The silver-haired old man gathered many world fires and stood in the huge fireball. His eyes were condensed. Facing the attack, he spit out a flame.
The 'chi' flame was instantly pierced by the spear light and torn into a stream of light.
The light of the spear was peerless, its speed did not slow down, but its light was slightly weaker, and it made a sharp and shrill sound, forcing itself in front of the old man.
At the last moment, the old man's forehead shone brightly, and he raised a bone shield that kept spinning and with stacked threads, finally blocking the light of the spear. However, the front end of the spear light cracked through the bone shield, and there was a ray of light that was about to hit the old man's chest, stabbing out a ray.
Very small wounds.
A little bright red oozed out from the wound, a drop of blood.
This drop of blood quietly turned to dust and disappeared, leaving not even a trace of dust or even airflow behind. It was suddenly gone.
This is the God of Destruction controlled by the giant, turning all things into nothingness, leaving no trace behind, and erasing all traces of existence.
When the old man saw this scene, his complexion changed suddenly, and magic radiance was instantly woven on his chest, combining the energy of heaven and earth to form a stream, which wrapped around and protected the small wound on his chest.
Even though the old man was so cautious, there was still a fist-sized piece of flesh on his chest that disappeared silently, forming a hole where the bones could be seen. It was very shocking. No matter how the water washed it, the scar could not be healed.
The silver-haired old man looked like a god of fire, with bright eyes radiating red clouds. He looked at the golden giant and the astonishingly thick divine spear of destruction in his hand. His face was filled with surprise and suspicion.
When he hesitated for a moment, the golden giant's chariot rolled under his feet, the divine flower flickered, and he took action again, and the shocking battle resumed.
The four faces of the giant all show an angry look, which is breathtaking. The golden glow around its body burns like fire. Under the sound of the war drums of heaven and earth, its fists shoot out rounds of bright sun.
As the power of the giant's fist surged, waves and roaring waves resounded in the void, roaring like a frenzied wave crashing onto the shore, with endless power. The hand holding the golden war spear was always raised high, waiting for an opportunity to kill.
The silver-haired old man's body was covered with crystal flame armor, like a god of fire, remotely sensing the sea of dao, absorbing the fire power of many worlds. He opened his mouth one after another, and at the same time divided several flames of the world, burning the mountains and seas, burning the eight wastelands.
This time it was the giant's turn to be suppressed. If he accidentally resisted, the giant's shoulder, as strong as a hill, was attacked by the flames and immediately melted into a metal-like liquid.
The next moment, golden fighting energy surged around the giant's body, pouring into the injured area. The golden sun shone brilliantly, and the treasures dispersed. The wound disappeared.
The two continued to fight fiercely, taking turns to gain the upper hand.
The fierce battle lasted for several hours, and there was no winner or loser. As the two sides moved, they went up to the sky and down to the earth. The flames of war ignited the sky and burned everything below, spreading wider and wider.
This is the famous Flame Mountain Range in the Fiery Domain. The mountains are broken, the ground is cracked, there are hundreds of ravines, and the fire flows overflowing.
This earth-shattering movement caused more and more onlookers to gather, and they were all shocked by the magical power displayed by both sides in this battle.
"They are fighting endlessly. Who can win in the end?"
There is no unified answer to this question. Individuals have different opinions and practitioners are arguing about it.
"Hey, look, everyone, there is a young man taking off into the air and walking towards the battlefield. Is he preparing to join the war? So bold!"
Above the crowd, a young man was flying forward in the air.
He is dressed in a black robe, which is as lustrous as water. The robe flutters lightly with his steps, and has a unique and leisurely rhythm, which shows the calmness and calmness of the young man's heart.
The young man is none other than Zhu Jiu. He is approaching the battlefield, his body is filled with chaos, and his aura is faint. The world and the earth are following him as he moves forward, and there is a divine machine surrounding him.
"This young man's mana fluctuation is at the sixth level, but when he steps forward, his aura and Tao power are in harmony, and he is actually dividing the old man of the Bone Clan to interact with the world and absorb part of the magical power of the firepower from all directions."
"The young man in black robe is able to compete with the old man of the bone race for the vitality of heaven and earth. As soon as he appears, he shows his ability to reach the level of great power, which is really extraordinary. It seems that he is teaming up with the giant and is preparing to go to war with the old man of the bone race."
At this time, Zhu Jiu was close to the fighting place. The old man had already noticed that he was approaching. In the fierce battle with the giant, he uttered a cold voice, full of murderous intent, and said:
"I'll kill you human kid first!"
"Kill me? I have killed all the rest of your clan. Well, not all of them are dead, there is still one alive!" Zhu Jiu replied casually. He was waiting for the fighting in the Ghost Kingdom to stop before he was promoted to
Comes empty.
Except for the middle-aged man who summoned the three-headed bird, who was now bound to the land of bones, the rest of the cultivators on the dead keel boat had all been killed by the Nine Infants, Sunset and other evil creatures.
The old man of the bone race was shocked and angry when he heard this. He shouted, his hair stood on end, and he activated the bone lantern, splitting the flames, and resisted the giant.
He turned his head, and a flame of the world was spat out from his mouth and attacked Zhu Jiu.
While the old man was doing it, Zhu Jiu smiled casually, his forehead was dazzling, and a golden page of the book was hanging in the air.
The Chaos Divine Inscriptions carrying page was directly sacrificed by Zhu Jiu. Dealing with a powerful figure cannot be ignored, so he took action to kill. Three sources of mana in his body flew around. On the golden page of the Divine Inscriptions, a 'pressure' forbidden word rose up.
'Two sacred texts.
Suddenly, the energy of chaos surged like a sea, flooding the sky and the earth.
The giant spirit that once appeared in the main altar of the Yin and Yang Sect, with pressed words connected to the sea of Dao, and its whole body covered with chaotic writing, loomed again, hazy, with an ancient aura, as if it had spanned endless years and came from the beginning of heaven and earth.
The divine giant spirit stands in the middle of the endless flow of energy and chaotic energy. His body is vast, majestic, and endless. No one can see his complete form.
His head seemed to be reaching into the sky, looking at the immortal machine, while his ankles were stepping on the underworld, crossing the three realms.
At this time, his body carrying countless chaos inscriptions was exposed in front of Zhu Jiu's eyes. On his palms and arms, there was a divine inscription shining slightly, which was consistent with the two divine inscriptions of 'pressure' and 'forbidden' that Zhu Jiu had mastered.
Similar, but older and grander.
Zhu Jiu raised his head, and on the golden page of the divine inscriptions, two divine inscriptions quickly flew up and fell into the giant spirit's palms and arms, interacting with its energy.
Suddenly, the giant divine spirit moved. He pressed the words in his palm and flickered, and a thick chaotic energy rushed towards the old man of the Bone Clan. The flame of the world that attacked Zhu Jiu was caught by the giant spirit's arm.
The word "forbidden" circulates for a moment, is immediately absorbed into it, and disappears.
In this place, everything has changed due to the arrival of the chaotic giant spirit, as if in an instant, it has returned to the ancient times and the beginning of Hongmeng.
The two chaos symbols were pushed at the same time, and the figure of the giant spirit that appeared was slightly clearer than the last time. Although it was still faint and illusory, the lines on its arms were less obscured by the fog, and some details were faintly visible.
Zhu Jiu's eyes were bright, and he stared closely at the exposed arm of the giant spirit, on which the divine writings were flowing.
I wish that the Dharma radiance in the nine eyes overlaps, is brilliant and profound, and the body is full of Taoism. I pay close attention to the divine inscriptions on the arms of the giant spirit.
At this moment, Zhu Jiu's soul was clear and unstained by dust. He looked at the divine writings on the giant spirit's hand and gained insight into the mystery. Suddenly he heard a wonderful sound of the great avenue, which seemed to be there but not at all.
That sound is a kind of rhythm that circulates rules and order between heaven and earth. It is dispersing. The resulting sound originates from nowhere. It seems to come from the sea of heaven and earth, and it also seems to be dissipated from the chaos and the long years.
Zhu Jiu was not able to decipher the great truth contained in the sound. He was extremely wise and understanding, and did not pursue forced understanding. Instead, he emptied his mind and accepted the cleansing of this divine sound.
When Zhu Jiu's mind was clear and free of thoughts and worries, the voice seemed to be louder and clearer.
In Zhu Jiu's sea of consciousness, the original patterns on the two talismans, light and dark, are echoing with the sound, interweaving new mysterious spiritual changes.
On the Sea of Consciousness Talisman, the mountain giant egg that sat in the center of the thunder talisman and had remained motionless for many years suddenly glowed with brilliance, twinkling and showing various colored talisman patterns, getting brighter and brighter. There seemed to be something in it.
Something will break out of its shell.
In the cave, when Zhu Jiuwen listened to the divine voice, a few ancient black and yellow lines on the main trunk of the small golden tree also shone, growing and spreading. On the crown of the tree, the newly grown fruit glowed like stars.
The light color is dense and dense, very extraordinary.
What seemed like an instant, and what seemed like a long time, Zhu Jiutu was awakened by a startled scream and escaped from the state of hearing the divine voice of Taoism.
Everything in front of him became clear again. The chaotic giant spirit was gradually fading away, and the two divine inscriptions of "Suppression" and "Forbidden" had returned to the golden pages of the divine inscriptions.
The old man was suppressed by the Chaos Giant Spirit who sent out a ray of lines.
The moment he saw the giant spirit appear, his expression changed with horror, and he quickly jumped into the flames of the bone wick, intending to burn through the void.
But even though he moved quickly, the moment he escaped into the void, he was still caught up by the golden giant's destructive war spear and the wisp of chaos energy released by the divine giant.
The scream that woke Zhu Jiu up was what the old man made when he was attacked.
Zhu Jiu estimated that although the old man escaped into the void as he wished, he was hit hard repeatedly. Even if he didn't die, his origin would be greatly damaged. Whether he could recover is anyone's guess.
In the distance, countless spectators were unable to clearly see the scene in the center of the battlefield, obscured by the chaos energy.
Everyone's heart was scratching, and they all felt that the center of the chaotic energy had undergone earth-shattering changes, as if there was a figure standing tall on the sky and the earth, appearing and then disappearing.
When the chaos dissipated, that area of heaven and earth was revealed to everyone again, but only the desolate landscape after the war was left. Zhu Jiu and the golden giants all fled into the void, leaving no trace.
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