"Is one not enough?" Bai Meng frowned and threw out two more, looking a little distressed.
This killing formation is a corner of the killing formation in the temple that he copied. As long as he has enough divine power, he can even touch the half-step almighty a few times.
However, the materials are not simple, they are all rare spiritual items, consume a lot, and are disposable items.
Bai Meng did not stand still, divine patterns suddenly lit up on his jade skin, a strong aura of life burst out, and the vision expanded, continuously attracting gray mist threads to gather into the killing formation.
The spring of life is sharp, the rich green fairy light surges rapidly, and a steady stream of divine power gathers into the killing formation,
Finally, a quarter of an hour later, all the gray strands became dim and thin and no longer posed a threat to him.
Bai Meng put away the killing array, hiding the ocean of spiritual consciousness, ready to sacrifice at any time. His whole body was bathed in fairy light, exuding a gleaming luster, like a god descending from the dust, strolling into the dark portal.
Inside the portal, there is a dark corridor that is as long as a day. The stone walls on both sides seem to be engraved with marks. Unfortunately, it is too old and seems to be missing and damaged.
Bai Meng carefully analyzed and reconstructed it carefully, and speculated on what probably happened here in the past.
Just as the old holy king guessed, this is a quasi-emperor who defies heaven, and is the three-eyed seraph on the mural!
In the mural, this angel spreads the radiance of holiness and hope on an ancient star. Countless creatures set up altars to worship him, including monks, mortals, and legendary ancient tribes.
Creatures sacrifice to angels, angels spread their holy light, light covers the world, and they pass down the practice method to the world, allowing ignorant sentient beings to embark on the path of practice. Everything is so beautiful.
The stone carving stayed at this moment, Bai Meng caressed it, and his eyes were calm and gentle. The six-winged three-eyed angel on the carving seemed to be a god, and his eyes were always so gentle and kind.
Jumping over the vague engravings in the middle, Bai Meng deduced backwards, but it was completely different from the previous ones.
Blood dried up the earth, bones were scattered everywhere on the ancient star, and ashes and smoke spread.
This is an evil god. The angel disappeared, leaving only the evil god who resembles an angel. The only difference is that there is no third eye between the angel's eyebrows.
The evil god swallowed up the creatures from ancient stars one after another, and the creatures turned into colorful lights. Ruicai was sucked in by him, but he was still not satisfied.
He started hunting, a quasi-emperor's hunting, and the entire starry sky was reduced to a slaughterhouse. At this time, even the legendary restricted area among all spirits was not as scary as the evil god.
Finally, the evil god came to an ancient star field. Its majestic momentum, eternal vicissitudes, and immortal imperial power were enough to frighten all living creatures!
The evil god is not afraid of him. With his overwhelming divine power and unparalleled demonic nature, even several quasi-emperors do not want to stop a dying madman.
But the evil god was defeated. A sea-blue unicorn, with crystal-clear sapphire coral-like horns, and gem eyes as clear as plateau lakes, appeared like a savior, defeating the evil god with overwhelming power.
Then, the mural engraving disappeared, and Bai Meng frowned. Perhaps because of the evil god's hatred and fear of Qilin, he chose this piece of "Qilin's Blood" and laid out shocking tricks to become a Qilin Evil God!
But in the changing world, the past is all in vain. The evil god's plan is doomed to fail when it falls apart in the secret realm, but the backhand he left behind still gave birth to many evil spirits.
"Alas, is it that time is not forgiving? Or is it that time is not forgiving?"
Bai Meng was silent for a long time, and he made some guesses. He thought about the restricted area and the future generations.
He walked to the end and saw a stone palace standing on several formations, a hundred feet high, exuding wisps of quasi-emperor energy, like a ferocious beast lying down in the wild, majestic and magnificent!
In all directions of the stone palace, under the shadow of whirling shadows, eight huge coffins are displayed.
The coffin's ancient paint is mottled, and it has gone through too many years, and even the wood on the surface has rotted and peeled off.
"These are probably the opponents that the evil god once killed, and they were turned into corpse soldiers and let them guard this stone palace!"
The unparalleled quasi-emperor's power overwhelmed everything. Bai Meng's body was shaken. Even before he entered, he felt the huge pressure. Three killing formations were launched. The saint's murderous intention and residual imperial power impacted, and the surrounding stones and trees were all destroyed.
The dust was crushed, and cracks were created in the void by the impact.
Blood was bleeding from the corner of Bai Meng's mouth, and all the divine power in his body was almost imprisoned. The blood mist overflowed from his body and was absorbed by the black soil.
The quasi-emperor cannot be humiliated! Even the quasi-emperor who has passed away cannot be seen as a little Taoist monk holding a saint killing array!
The Quasi-Emperor Killing Formation slowly started up, the dim golden light turned into countless light rains, and the three incomplete killing formations turned into dust in the crash.
Bai Meng was frightened. He used the combination of words to see several formations starting to rotate. A golden striped divine chain pulled Bai Meng's limbs and pulled him towards the formation.
Bai Meng smiled bitterly. It was the first time he felt so powerless. This was a huge gap in realm. He was careless. Even if the power of the quasi-emperor's stone palace was tabooed by a holy king, he could enter it now.
of?
As if feeling Bai Meng's powerlessness, the tiny little plant that had never been touched suddenly moved when it was rooted in the sea of suffering.
A ball of radiant condensation exudes an increasingly solid aura. The void trembles, and the bright light becomes more powerful. It is intimidating, as if there is a white flame burning, making the stone palace dazzling, like a
This remarkable being is about to be resurrected.
Bai Meng opened his eyes wide and puffed without blinking.
The mini plant became extremely huge, reaching hundreds of feet in an instant. The crystal bark was bright and gorgeous. It was crystal clear, like a jade tree carved from mutton-fat jade. It was extremely magnificent. Wisps of divine glow continued to overflow from the branches, making it look much more.
A kind of ethereal sacredness.
It seems that after the last transformation, every branch and leaf is covered with divine patterns, there are faint sounds of fairy beasts roaring, fairy birds flying, and the sound of singing the great road.
But what cannot be ignored is the astonishing power erupted by the small tree. An inexplicable wave erupts from the tree, with the potential to suppress the world and sweep across the nine heavens and ten earths.
The secret world was rumbling continuously, the sky and the earth were shaking, chaos was surging, the world seemed to be collapsing, and all the Taoist texts everywhere were wiped out in an instant.
Until the five realms of the secret realm emit magnificent divine light, the void formations of the Immortal Emperor's power buzz and buzz, resisting everything and preventing them from spreading to the outside world.
Even if it passed by in a flash, at that moment in the Blue Secret Realm, all the people fighting for the legacy of the Demon Ancestor were horrified and unable to stop them.
Only a piece of bronze fragment in Wanqing's body emitted a faint green light, barely resisting.
Suddenly, a gentle wind blew from the stone palace, and the small trees swayed, as if caressing their own children.
The stone palace heaven and earth could not bear the gentleness and gentleness, and the eight wooden coffins turned into fly ash. What array pattern, what killing array, what stone palace, what evil god's backhand, all shattered into immeasurable light rain, washing all directions, and then
The wind blows.
The heaven and earth of the stone palace broke open independently, and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth hung down like strips of plain tape, and seeped into the ground of the Lord.
In an instant, gods and ghosts howled, the River Styx dried up, and all the ominous yin energy turned into fertilizer for the new life of the earth, nourishing this fertile soil.
The desert becomes a thing of the past, and the Qingyuan appears in the world.
Xiaozhu ignored all the unknown backhands who had fallen or left behind in the western part of the secret realm, and created miracles in the secret realm arranged by the great ancient emperor.
The little tree seemed to feel that it had completed its mission. Billions of rays of divine light fell down, and the three-color stream of light passed by, once again piercing the sea of suffering in Bai Meng.