Chapter 1493 The secret of the strong man of Rakshasa Kingdom
The person outside the city who snatched the skin of the ancestor of the corpse-carrying village was naturally Jin An.
The lead-mercury holy fetus, the golden elixir holy fetus, the black-yellow holy fetus, the seven-orificed exquisite holy fetus, the nine-turn Chongyang holy fetus, and the golden spirit holy fetus were all sealed by him to 600,000 Yin De level magic weapons, reaching the top of the three realms of late-stage strength, and united
To seize the treasure with one's hand is not to capture it with one's finger.
Even the most powerful person in the pseudo-fourth realm cannot stop him.
After all, who can be like him, who can mobilize six deities and three realms at a time?
Moreover, Jin'an also grasped the timing very accurately. He accurately stepped on the clever timing when the old Marquis attacked Prince Wu's Mansion and was temporarily restrained and could not distract him.
That day he didn't just open the golden coffin to see what was buried. If it was just that simple, he wouldn't have to go to so much trouble to open the coffin.
During the process of opening the coffin, he left a trace of breath inside. He waited for today's opportunity and used the lead-mercury sacred fetus left outside the city in advance to steal the skin of the ancestor of the village carrying corpse.
Fortunately, he had already expected that the old Marquis was suspicious and would definitely have a backup plan. He left several magic weapons on the body of the lead-mercury holy fetus, stole them from the air and directly robbed them. He also robbed an additional ancient treasure.
He was plotting against the old Marquis from the beginning, and he was thinking about the skin of the ancestor of the corpse-carrying village from the very beginning.
The ancestral skin bag of Beishi Village and the magic weapon of the bronze crane-mouthed square pot that were snatched are now on the body of the lead-mercury Holy Child outside the city. Only after the attack on Prince Wu's Mansion can we take a closer look at these two treasures, and the skin bag of the ancestor of Beishi Village
It's the one he likes the most.
The others looked at the old Marquis who suddenly changed his expression without knowing why. They didn't know that the Marquis had just been robbed. Facing the ethereal figure that appeared in Prince Wu's Mansion, Old Prince Ling shouted and reminded: "
First kill the envoy from Xuanguang Cave, and then you can cut off the unknown source by killing Xuanguang Cave!"
Solving the current life-and-death crisis is the primary focus. The old Marquis looked back at the direction outside the city with a sinister look, and then poured all the anger in his heart towards Prince Wu's Mansion.
With the residual power of the Feng Shui Divine Orb, the Demonic God's hand continued to press mightily towards the open door of Prince Wu's Mansion, aiming directly at the man with an ethereal temperament that resembled an immortal.
The spirit of King Lao Ling visualized a bird-headed god with a body of a hundred feet long, coiling in the sky, shining with golden light, and a huge bird's beak as big as a mountain peak, speaking human words: "Senior Liu, Master, let's take action together!"
Taoist Zhanmu's willow tree roots and Master Zunzhu's Buddhist palms also suppressed the man who was banished to immortality.
Qingfeng Taoist's Venus Avenue, the Sun Goddess Xi He and the ten golden crows also took action.
Jin An in the distance also knew very well that success or failure depended on this move. He burned the energy and blood in his body and accelerated his attack speed again, delaying the seven war gods around him to protect the country.
Facing the suppressed several great divine powers, the banished man stood on the spot, boom!
Prince Wu's Mansion was shaken violently.
When the salt smoke and dust dissipated, only the roots of the Willow Tree and the Feng Shui Divine Pearl were seen attacking the small cave where the banished immortal man stood. However, the banished immortal man, as well as the Taoist boy standing behind him, and the entourage door, all stood in the same place safe and sound.
land.
Huh?
Um?
Taoist Zhanmu and Old Marquis both looked down.
The roots of the Willow Tree can pierce the void, and the Feng Shui Divine Pearl itself is the prototype of a small cave, possessing the magical ability to travel through space. The two of them thought that with the help of these two magic weapons, they could hurt the banished immortal man, but they didn't know that the first attack was in vain.
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Sure enough, this trip would not end so easily, otherwise the ancestors of the Mo family would not have been trapped here for hundreds of years, and ultimately failed.
The two of them were shocked and hesitant for a moment, and then the other party raised his hand, and a heavy flow of immortal light and pure energy came to them again.
Knowing that this immortal light and pure energy was ineffective against them, the banished immortal man activated it again, as if he wanted to verify it again.
Obviously, this time the Immortal Light Qingqi cannot harm these intruders from the underworld.
Even the strong men from the Tianzhu Kingdom and the Rakshasa Kingdom managed to avoid it.
The incarnation of King Hari and the envoy Surya activated the ancient method of sacrifice, threw out a piece of linen and blood cloth, and sacrificed the slave city under their rule to the gods they believed in, in exchange for a drop of ancient immortal blood, and successfully avoided a
The calamity of the field destroys the body.
Slaves do not deserve to have surnames and names. This linen cloth is stained with the blood of slaves' fingertips.
A slave offered a drop of blood from his fingertip and signed a soul contract in exchange for the right to live outside the city.
In Tianzhu, slaves do not know how to resist. They only believe that the more religious they believe in gods in this life, the more suffering they will suffer, and they will have endless money, farmland, glory and wealth in the next life. Many slaves are even willing to follow slave traders and jump over the mountains.
Snow-capped mountains, passing through storms, and going to the east to be slaves of Kunlun.
The blood on this linen cloth is the result of slaves voluntarily offering their souls and the souls of their families in exchange for the opportunity in the next life for their families to get rid of their status as slaves and become noble nobles.
However, today's sacrifice is a sacrifice that will never be reincarnated.
The gods they believed in came to the human world as reincarnations, sacrificed their souls to higher gods, and became the gods' treasures. Their souls were scattered, and there was no chance of reincarnation in the future.
The drop of ancient immortal blood obtained by sacrificing a slave is very thin, so thin that it is almost transparent, and the immortal law contained in it is even more negligible. It can only withstand the immortal light and clear energy once, and the slave must be sacrificed again the second time.
, and a piece of linen is worth the souls of tens of thousands of slaves.
It can be seen that even the gods are very stingy and are not willing to give out more ancient immortal blood.
Therefore, when the immortal man's immortal light came twice, the incarnation of King Hari and the envoy Surya had each sacrificed the souls of more than 100,000 slaves.
In Tianzhu, the most indispensable thing is lowly slaves.
The two of them offered sacrifices without any mercy.
As for the Rakshasa people, they also have their own unique methods of avoiding the immortal light and pure energy.
We didn't see any movements by the two of them, nor did we see them offering magic weapons, but the strange thing is that the immortal light and pure energy will automatically bypass them when they get close to them.
This scene made many experts present frown slightly.
The first time it could be considered that details were missed during the fierce battle, but the second time was still the same. The Rakshasa people still could not be seen making evasive actions. Every time, the immortal light and clear energy automatically bypassed the Rakshasa people.
It will inevitably make people pay more attention to it.
"Could it be that the Rakshasa people are descendants of immortals, so they are not afraid of the immortal light from the Xuanguang Cave!" The old man wearing the sun crown, the Divine Envoy Surya, said in surprise.
"Descendants of immortals?" The young king who received the gift of the gods and became the incarnation of King Hari had a bright light in his eyes, as if all the gods were calculating the past, present and future in his eyes.
The Tianzhu people are strong men from a foreign land. They talk nonsense and make random conjectures. No one in Yujing Jinque and Tianshi Mansion takes it seriously. Naturally, they will not believe the ridiculous conjecture that the Rakshasa people are descendants of immortals. However, the two religions suddenly
I can't explain why the Rakshasa people are so different.
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The banished immortal man is in the small cave sky, and the virtual light shines on the outside world, so the outside world cannot hurt him. Similarly, his most powerful method is not to hurt everyone who possesses the magic weapon of the immortal law. This forms a delicate balance.
This attack on Prince Wu's Mansion in the inner city, and the blood-clothed suicide note of the Mohist ancestors, indeed made a lot of achievements.
If you attack the inner city without any defense, if you encounter the immortal light and pure energy, you will be seriously injured even if you are not dead.
There are the war gods who protect the country on the towers of the inner city, there are six martial kings in the inner city, an unknown number of war gods who protect the country, and then there is the extremely dangerous immortal light and clear energy... These originally unknown dangers are revealed in the blood-clothed suicide note of the ancestor of the Mohist family.
Next time, they took precautions to avoid them.
This not only allows them to avoid danger in advance, clears obstacles in the way, and greatly increases safety, but also helps them save hundreds of years of exploration time.
Heroes such as the ancestors of the Mohist family have been trapped here for four to five hundred years, slowly exploring the laws of survival of the ancient country's huge city bit by bit. Even if they are more numerous and have no less talent than the ancestors of the Mohist family, they will at least spend their time here.
century.
Moreover, some of them have less than a hundred years of life left, and they cannot afford to explore slowly for such a long time.
At this moment, people from the underworld judge the ancestors of the Mo family with equal parts blame and praise. Without what the ancestors of the Mo family did, they would not have been able to successfully attack Prince Wu's Mansion in their first attack on the inner city.
When I saw that the Jade Capital Golden Tower, the Five Zang Taoist Temple, and even Master Zunzhu, who was a disciple of the Tantric Buddha Sakyamuni, could safely avoid the immortal light and Qingqi, and that among the many masters who attacked the inner city this time, no one was killed.
, Old Marquis, Old Lord Ling's thoughts were shrouded in a haze. They had already seen that the blood-cloth suicide note on Elder Mo's body had definitely been discovered.
The old Marquis, who was already in a gloomy mood because a branch of his soul was destroyed and the skin of the ancestor of the corpse-carrying village was robbed, faced this result. His mood became even more gloomy and his aura was frightening.
Lose the opportunity at one step and lose the opportunity at every step.
Just because he arrived at the giant city of the ancient country a few days late, the great opportunity that the Tianshi Mansion had carefully laid out was gone.
It is a great irony to apply the phrase "feng shui turns in turn" to the feng shui masters of Tianshi Mansion.
The old marquis vented his anger on the man who had banished the immortal. Seeing that his attack was fruitless, he took action again. The Feng Shui divine bead in the demon's hand tore open a crack in the void. In the void crack, there was an endless storm of chaos, and the old marquis hid in it.
One is the old man who mastered the prototype of Xiaodongtian.
One is a banished immortal man who controls what has become the world of Xiaodongtian.
Both of them have mastered a small cave, but the banished man's small cave is much better. It is full of life and it is difficult for the outside world to hurt the people inside.
What the old Marquis mastered was only the prototype of a small cave sky, which could only be used to tear open the space to hide the body, but could not store food, drink, housing and transportation in it.
The two of them stood in their own small caves and looked at each other in the air. As the devil's hand took the Feng Shui beads to tear open the space, an endless storm blew out of the chaotic space. The scene was more terrifying than the black whirlwind storm in the underworld, and it seemed like it was coming.
Overturned the entire Prince Wu's Mansion.
These storms are not ordinary violent winds, but evil winds pouring from the chaotic space.
Each of the giant old monsters who have been famous for a long time has their own extraordinary methods. Seeing that the old prince still has such domineering methods and dares to confront the man who has been banished to immortals, Jin An, who is restraining the war god of protecting the country in the distance, is fascinated.
Shining light.
Fortunately, he didn't steal the skin of the ancestor of the corpse-carrying village from the beginning.
It's not because I'm afraid of the old Marquis, but because the probability of success is greatly reduced.
If the theft is not successful once, the Tianshi Mansion will be on guard, and it will be difficult to have the opportunity to steal again in the future.
"I will tear apart the other party's small cave. Monster Liu, you will seize the opportunity to search for the other party's true body in the small cave!"
"Hmph, I don't believe that the dead people from thousands of years ago and the dead caves can be more powerful than the Feng Shui Divine Pearl in my hand!"
The old Marquis had no scruples about his words and was not worried about being understood by the other party.
Others followed and launched another general attack on Prince Wu's Mansion.
From the beginning to the end, there was no movement in the other five Prince Wu's Mansion, and no strong man came forward to intervene in the siege. This was also an opportunity for Jin'an and the others.
Seeing that Prince Wu's Mansion is about to be overthrown, howl!
With a dragon's roar, a sky-covering palm appeared. As soon as this hand was released, endless blood light ignited the night. The sky above Prince Wu's Mansion was illuminated by fire clouds with a radius of several miles. There seemed to be a real dragon being subdued on the palm, following him forward.
rush ahead.
The blood of the owner of this palm is so strong that the Yang blood burns the sky and scatters the surrounding clouds. When people stand and watch from a distance, it is like seeing an immortal flame mountain pressing down on the ancient inner city.
There is no need to be too suspicious. The powerful Yang thoughts on this palm that covers the sky are more domineering and fierce than the God of War who protects the country. It must be King Wu who takes action.
King Wu could not just sit back and watch his palace being demolished by outsiders, so he finally took action.
Seeing King Wu take action, the banished man standing in the small cave sky stopped taking action.
As soon as King Wu took action, he suppressed the strongest men of the pseudo-fourth realm present until their minds were shaken and their minds were stunned.
It was because the Yang wind was so strong that it made people's temples swell and ache, and the inner fire was strong and attacked, burning the soul in the spiritual platform.
Although there are three extreme shackles in this world, King Wu's Qi and blood are too strong, and they turn into physical palms, covering the sky and the sun, and grasping the soul of the Shinto master.
The palm that covers the sky directly takes the demonic hand of the old Marquis, blocking the endless storm, and blocking the chaotic wind disaster for Prince Wu's Mansion.
Boom!
The sky-covering palm collided with the devil's hand. The palm's red light was dazzling, and the sun's fire burned blazingly, making the soul dare not look directly at it.
Only Jin An could clearly see the true dragon surrendered by the hand that covers the sky, like the true dragon that controls the wind, tearing apart the storm, and finally hitting the devil's hand.
The demon's hand was slapped away without any suspense.
powerful!
Too strong!
The God of War who protects the country is already difficult to deal with, making the masters of the pseudo-fourth realm Shinto wary, but as soon as King Wu takes action, his Yang thoughts are blazing and domineering, his blood and essence are strong, and his every move and every move has the terrifying Yang fire that can swallow up mountains and rivers.
Finally, Taoist Zhanmu, Taoist Qingfeng, and Master Zunzhu endured the stinging pain in the soul and the swelling pain in the physical temples caused by the Yang Nian storm, and worked together to disperse the sky-covering palm.
In the chaotic space torn open by the Feng Shui Divine Orb, endless violent winds and chaotic currents were raging. The old Marquis looked at the bloody figure standing in the courtyard of the Waterside Pavilion of Prince Wu's Mansion with uncertain eyes.
King Wu's whole body was covered in blood light, and his blood energy was billowing like a beacon fire and wolf smoke that was about to tear the world apart. The pressure shook the world. The power of Yang Thought was so powerful that it was comparable to a humanoid dragon standing in King Wu's palace.
Even the overlord Lao Houye, who had lived for two eras, was much weaker when facing King Wu of the ancient country. This was not a gap that could be evened out by living a few more years. This was a huge chasm of time that spanned thousands of years.