Chapter 511: Transforming the Sea of ??Consciousness
(Well, please take half a day off. This week, each updated chapter is more than 3,000 words, and a single chapter of more than 4,000 words has been updated. I stay up late every day while working during the day, and my mind is a little confused. I will go to bed early today to recover and adjust.
, so the next chapter will be tomorrow afternoon! Sorry! Thank you for your support, there are so few recommendations, please help. Thank you!)
At this time, in the sky of the Cave Heaven Realm, the wind was gentle and the clouds were calm, and the sun was shining, giving the white clouds a layer of pale golden light, making them dazzling.
However, the atmosphere above the clouds was extremely depressing. Two behemoths gathered hundreds of feet apart and faced each other in the air. A green treasure ship, the light turned into the sea, rising above the clouds, like a vehicle of immortals and demons that controlled the world.
Zhu Jiu's eyes were calm, he stood on the bow of the boat, raised his eyes and looked straight.
The ship that burst out of the sky opposite was a flying dragon beast that was more than two hundred feet tall and had black scales all over its body. It was made from the living body of a flying dragon beast. Its body was densely covered with special symbols cast from brass. It flickered, shocking and full of beings.
Baptized by the flames of war countless times, the fierceness of iron and blood is combined.
On the huge body of the dragon beast, metal pillars, chains and other objects are interspersed with secret techniques, which are deeply penetrated into the scales, and are refined to form ship cabins, platforms, and decks, which are as majestic as a small continent.
The whole flying dragon ship looks very ferocious, with a fierce and fierce aura rising into the sky, fierce and majestic, the dragon wings are stretched out, covering the sky and clouds, the lines are exaggerated, and it is full of expansion.
The powerful man who spoke from afar, with the power of order in his voice, was a middle-aged man with a high-spirited figure.
He stood in the center of a huge metal platform on the back of the flying dragon, just like the deck of an ordinary ship.
His skin was pale white. He had an ordinary figure, but he was very powerful. His eyes were narrowed slightly, and the light was as sharp as a sword. As he spoke, he distorted the space. It seemed that as long as he was willing, he could rely on a gaze to break through the void at any time.
This middle-aged man wears a general's armor made of metal, which is as shiny as cold iron. The sight of it gives people a sense of chilling. His magic power fluctuates like an abyss and the sea, with unpredictable depth. He is definitely a powerful figure at the seventh level.
There are many people on the metal deck of the flying dragon giant ship. There is a whole team of soldiers, a total of one hundred people. They all have fifth-level auras, and they are armed with swords and halberds. The queues are neat and the momentum is strict. They are obviously well-trained elite troops.
Zhu Jiu looked at the dragon-shaped patterns engraved on the armor of everyone on the opposite side, and instantly judged the origin of each other. In a calm voice, he said: "Are you people from the Dragon Ancient World?"
The middle-aged man with a strong aura had no intention of responding. Instead, standing at the front of the flying dragon ship, a young man wearing bright silver armor and with an aura of the sixth level, turned his eyes. He glanced at Zhu Jiu and took over the conversation.
, said coldly:
"Yes, we are the Flying Dragon Armored Guards of Emperor Longgu. Now that my general is here in person, why don't you come forward and bow your head?"
Later, the young man saw that Zhu Jiu looked calm and looked back at him like a clown, with no intention of responding. He immediately looked slightly cold and snorted, and then said: "Let me ask you, is the Son of God Long Gu detained by you?
?”
Zhu Jiuchi stood on the bow of the Pengzhou, with his long hair disheveled, and a vague golden light emitting from his whole body, and said: "So what?"
"Hand the man over, my general will be merciful, and you will be spared the pain and be given death directly." The young man said again, his eyes staring at Zhu Jiu, like a ferocious beast about to hunt, radiating fierce light.
Zhu Jiu said calmly: "I have killed the Son of God Longgu. I really can't hand him over. What should I do?"
When the young man heard this, he chuckled, with a hint of contempt in his tone, and said:
"I originally thought that I could capture the son of the great emperor. You are a great person, but I didn't expect that you are a vain and ignorant person. The magical powers practiced by high-level cultivators in the Dragon Ancient World all use the Chaos "Dragon" character as the base of their power. Even if they are defeated,
However, if you inhabit the dragon-character text, you will only be detained, and there is no danger of death. If you want to break through the "dragon" character text and kill the person who lives in it, you, a sixth-level first-grade cultivator, will do it.
You haven’t been able to do it for ten years?”
Zhu Jiu suddenly laughed and said: "There are indeed ignorant people! I wonder if the magical power you practice is also based on the word 'dragon'?"
The young man said proudly: "I have made many military exploits. I was personally visited by Emperor Long Gu and given the surname of Dragon. The treasures I have cultivated contain the true meaning of the word 'dragon'."
Immediately, the young man said again gloomily: "Do you want to see my magical power of dragon characters?"
Zhu Jiu looked at the young man, his eyes suddenly blazing, and he said loudly: "Excellent, let's see if the dragon-character script can protect your life."
When Zhu Jiu spoke, his whole body emitted a kind of golden divine light. Storms and clouds suddenly rose between the sky and the earth, and the chaotic air rolled and rolled, forming a kind of magical watering, wrapping Zhu Jiu, who was standing on the bow of the Pengzhou, in the center.
He raised his hand, and the palm of his hand suddenly erupted with a shocking Dharma radiance. Faintly, a golden light shot up from the bones of his palm, and transformed into a Dharma hand that was about ten feet thick. It was as thick as the sky, and it volleyed towards the young man opposite.
The body of this big hand is golden, but it is surrounded by boundless chaos. It seems to have been captured from the ancient times, breaking through the barriers of time and space. The palm of the hand seems to have a shining sun shining in the middle of the sky, and the divine flowers are blooming.
The young man on the opposite ship stood leisurely on the bow of the ship in the face of the magic hand's power, showing no fear of escaping. With a sneer on his face and full of confidence, he stood still and shouted softly:
"You're so brave, you dare to make the first move."
On the deck of the flying dragon ship next to him, many soldiers suddenly shouted loudly and waved their halberds at the same time.
Dragon roars rang out one after another, and these armored soldiers worked together. On each of their halberds, dragon patterns shone brightly, and the silver light intertwined in the sky, forming a silver dragon.
This silver dragon is more than 30 feet long. It is majestic and powerful. Its scales are undulating like breathing. It is like a living evil thing. Its aura is ferocious. Even an ordinary sixth-level mid-to-high-level cultivator may not be able to withstand its blow.
Power.
‘Chi’ the silver dragon swung its tail, and the void was shattered, disintegrating and collapsing.
‘Hu’ The silver dragon’s giant eyes closed, shining like the moon. A rare bright silver flame spewed out from its opening.
‘…Ah…poof!’ A low cry and a broken sound sounded at the same time.
The power of the silver dragon was fierce and evil. The tail of the silver dragon that shattered the void was caught on the head by Zhu Jiu's golden chaotic magic hand. Without any hindrance, it was easily crushed and disintegrated into the magic light flow.
The flames sprayed by the silver dragon were directly extinguished by the chaotic energy surrounding the magic hand.
The ones who let out low shouts and screams were many soldiers on the ship. The silver dragon image they gathered together was crushed, and everyone suffered backlash and vomited blood.
The young man's complexion changed slightly and he retreated, but in the flash of light and stone, the magical hand penetrated the defense barrier of the flying dragon ship with the power of destroying the ancients. Including the dragon-patterned bone shield that the young man raised when he was in danger.
‘Crack!’
The bone shield was flicked by the magic hand, cracking like a spider web, and then shattered, and the young man was grabbed by the magic hand.
‘Poof’, his body was twisted and his face was horrified. He was brutally caught and exploded.
But his body was destroyed, but he was not dead. After his head cracked open, light burst out, and a small dragon coiled up. It turned into a dragon-character divine inscription, with a brilliant golden light. It shimmered.
And his exploded flesh and blood were all absorbed by the dragon-character script. A loud dragon roar sounded, and the young man's resentful voice came out of the dragon-character script entwined by the little dragon, saying:
"I said that the cultivators of the Dragon Ancient World combine the sea of consciousness and the physical body to form a natal 'dragon' script. No matter how severe the injury is, the natal dragon script will not be damaged. At most, I will be captured. No one can kill me.
Let’s see how you refine my dragon-character inscription.”
At this time, the young man still refused to give up and was struggling to his death, hoping that Zhu Jiu could not break the dragon-character chaos script.
But, at the next moment, there was a soft click, and a kind of power from ancient times filled the golden light magician's hand, forming a chaotic storm in the palm, dragging the word "dragon" into it, and with one rotation, the young man transformed into his own destiny.
The word '龙' appears cracked.
"No...what kind of power is this...it actually crushed my dragon-character divine inscriptions!"
The young man was inhabiting the Dragon-Character Script when a faint voice came out, and he was greatly frightened. Before he could finish his words, the Dragon-Character Script was already in the hand of the magician. The extremely thick storm of chaos shattered and obliterated, losing all traces of its existence.
Many of the soldiers on the Feilong ship had flashes of fear in their eyes, but they were well-trained and did not panic.
"Whatever can break the divine inscriptions is naturally the power of the divine inscriptions!"
The middle-aged general standing in the center of the ship finally spoke, with a look of surprise on his face. He was slightly surprised by the power of the magic hand that killed the young man in the blink of an eye.
This middle-aged general whose mana fluctuates and the abyss is unpredictable, looks at the raging mana tide like a mountain roaring and a tsunami. He is like a high-altitude heavenly general, full of power. He looks at Zhu Jiu and looks specifically at Zhu Jiu's palm, with an expression on his face.
A glimmer of clarity flashed through, and the voice containing rules and order came up again, saying:
"Are you one of the ancient powerful clans? You can melt the divine inscriptions into your body and combine them with the bones of your hands. The spells you cast can connect with the ancient chaotic divine machine in the heavens. Except for the ancient powerful clan, there is no sea of consciousness of any living being.
It can withstand the pressure of divine words entering the body without collapsing."
Hearing this, Zhu Jiu's heart moved slightly, and he suddenly thought that the corpse mirror had always emitted a kind of mysterious light for many years. Although it was weak, it continued continuously, and it penetrated imperceptibly, changing every detail of the sea of consciousness.
Could it be that the corpse mirror is actually changing the fundamental composition of the sea of consciousness, with the goal of making Zhu Jiu's sea of consciousness as indestructible as the first batch of origin creatures in the beginning of chaos?
Zhu Jiu's thoughts flashed, but there was no reply in his mouth. He transferred his magic power and used his hand to spell the word "press", wrapped in the aura of chaos, and grabbed the middle-aged general.
"Even though you are one of the ancient powerful clans, you only have the sixth-order first-grade product, so you cannot be my opponent. If you dare to attack me, you do not overestimate your own capabilities, and you are seeking death!"
The body of the middle-aged general is as steady as a mountain. On his forehead, a word "dragon" appears, transforming into a snow-white dragon beast with a dragon head, but the body is somewhat similar to a unicorn.
"The dragon's belly wraps around the sky!" The middle-aged general stood in the middle of the boat, turning his hands outwards, forming a hand sword, and the mysterious light was interwoven.
‘Boom!’ The white dragon beast raised its neck to the sky and roared. It emitted a boundless majesty that suppressed the power of the heavens.
Its body was tangled in the air, turning its body into a circular furnace. The dragon's mouth opened wide to form the mouth of the furnace. The entire furnace spewed out golden light that burned into the sky, making it blinding and difficult to see, covering up the rays of the sun outside.
As soon as the furnace was completed, everything around it suddenly began to shake. The sea of clouds, the ground thousands of feet below, the light of the sun in the sky, and all tangible and intangible objects were swallowed up by this dragon furnace.
, refined into nothingness.
Including Zhu Jiuyan's calligraphy technique, it was also swallowed by the dragon furnace and disappeared silently.
Even the Pengzhou showed signs of being unstable, moving towards the sky-swallowing mouth of the Dragon Furnace, and was at risk of being swallowed.
This middle-aged general is so powerful that people are frightened. One bite of the Heaven-Swallowing Dragon Furnace he has transformed into can devour the mighty one.
Zhu Jiuli stood on the bow of Pengzhou, and was surprised by the strength of the middle-aged man. However, the flames of war in his eyes were blazing, and the light pierced the sky wall.
The next moment, Zhu Jiu's body was suddenly filled with the light of the Holy Mystery, and there was an extremely ancient fog-white chaotic energy in the void, which instantly swept through the nine heavens and ten places, erupting violently.
Zhu Jiu stood in the center of the chaotic energy, like the original creature that created the world, recounting the past and explaining the origin.