Chapter 664: The disaster of rebelling against the ancestors appears
Just when Li Changan was devoting all his efforts to the cultivation method of Fu Dao.
The Netherworld army, which was fighting abroad, sent back an urgent battle report.
"Several cities belonging to the anti-ancestral tribes have appeared in the south." Li Changan opened the battle report and said to Taihao,
"The army ahead encountered the first Anti-Ancestral Tribe city, and encountered a strong man suspected to be the Witch King. They prepared to temporarily change direction, but they encountered two consecutive Anti-ancestral Tribe cities."
Taihao's movements changed slightly, "Why do so many appear at once?"
"interesting……"
Li Changan burned the battle report casually, "This is good news. I wonder if there will be an altar in it."
Taihao stood up and said, "Just go and take a look. I hope there will be a drop or two of divine power left in the altar this time."
"Since you have built your own altar, these altars will be useful to you."
Li Changan also left the palace, "What's the use?"
"Each altar is built by the sacred collection of incense. Even if the sacred will take away the divine power, there will occasionally be left behind." Taihao explained,
"There is also a sacred atmosphere inside the altar itself, which can be used to enhance your own altar."
"The main altar is between reality and illusion. The altar you are building now is essentially made of your own strength. It can be taken out or taken back."
"The sub-altar is built with real objects and is controlled by the main altar. If you are lucky, you may be able to cut off the sacred energy from the sub-altar."
Li Changan nodded clearly, "I don't know if it's the Gu God."
The two quickly left the royal city and headed south.
Arriving at the frontline position, the place was already engulfed in a sea of fire.
The two armies were completely mixed together and fighting each other.
It is no longer realistic to rely on large-scale attacks to clear the battlefield.
Li Changan simply gave up and turned to Taihao and said, "Let's go directly to the Nizu tribe city, and we'll keep it here for them to kill."
Taihao took one look at the chaotic battlefield and gave up the idea of intervening.
The two men rushed forward. Wherever they passed, people fell on their backs and their horses fell over, splitting the battlefield into two parts.
Upon entering the city, an aura that was obviously stronger than that of the Great Witch quickly broke into the senses.
"This one is the Witch King, and he is stronger than the previous two." Li Changan turned his head and looked at Taihao, "I will test his strength."
"This altar is yours, just give me the next one."
Taihao nodded.
Li Changan stretched out his finger, and the ten-color talisman in the sea of consciousness quietly turned into an earth talisman.
"Star Talisman - Burial in the Ground."
As soon as he finished speaking, the city in front of him was shaken instantly, followed by a rumbling roar that broke through the sky.
Hundreds of birds felt the breath of disaster, cried loudly, and rushed into the sky.
The area where the city was located was covered by the earthquake, and after a few breaths, there was a loud noise.
The earth lifted and shattered, and then the entire city was buried underground in the sky full of smoke, dust and rubble.
The tribal city covering an area of more than ten miles was buried alive.
"Roar……"
A roar rushed out from the ruins, covered in blood.
After discovering Li Changan and Taihao, he strode over.
Li Changan tapped his foot lightly and shot forward to meet him.
"boom……"
The two fists collided, and the air wave swept the gravel hundreds of feet away.
Li Changan retreated slightly, his fists dripping with blood, but he did not retreat but instead advanced, fighting the Witch King at close quarters without giving in.
Terrible explosions raged across the earth.
In just a few breaths, the two sides collided with hundreds of punches.
The fists hit each other hard, and they refused to give in to each other.
Cracks soon appeared on Li Changan's body.
However, in the cracks of the wound, the power of the runes flowed, and countless small runes repaired the wounds, keeping his body strong.
"happy!"
"I haven't had such a hearty battle in a long time."
The power within Li Changan's body rushed out like a flood.
Such close combat quickly unleashed the potential in his body.
Since turning to Talismanism, his physical body has been tempered with star power every moment, but he has never had a chance to take action.
Now there is a strong man of the Witch King level fighting with him, and his powerful physique, which has always been hidden, is fully revealed.
"The fourth level palm star realm of Talisman Dao has now reached the sixth level palm star realm. The physical body is much stronger than the sixth level golden body."
"And the longer the star power is tempered, the stronger the body becomes."
Seeing that he could not take down Li Chang'an, the Witch King of the Ancestors roared again and again, and his body suddenly swelled.
Dharma, heaven and earth.
The true form of the Witch King.
"Boom..."
Another punch as heavy as a mountain.
Li Changan was directly blasted away.
Taihao took a step aside, and Li Changan flew away from him.
Extremely precise.
Li Changan crashed through several large rocks dozens of feet high before crawling out of the ruins.
The right fist has become twisted.
The majestic power of the talisman escaped from the wound, returning the fist to its position, and quickly repaired the injury.
"After using the Witch King's true form, it's really different."
Li Changan rushed over again.
The two sides fought together again.
The only difference is that Li Changan became a completely defensive party.
After the Ancestral Witch King exploded with all his strength, it was extraordinary.
No matter how strong Li Changan's physical body is, it has only touched the threshold of the Witch King level, and is still a little worse than the real Martial King.
The Ancestral Witch King grabbed Li Changan's arm and threw it to the ground.
As a result, the ground melted like ice and snow, and the huge power was gone.
Li Changan took advantage of the inertia and slapped the Witch King's palm.
"Star Talisman - Black Gold Prison Suppression!"
A hundred-foot-long black gold prison-suppressing knife fell rapidly from the void and struck the Witch King's wrist, intending to cut off the palm of the counter-ancestral Witch King.
Blood splattered everywhere.
This Ancestral Witch King is injured!
And it's not a flesh wound.
The black gold prison knife cut all the way to the Witch King's bones before he was stopped.
"Condensation!"
Amid the pained roar of the Ancestral Witch King, the black gold prison sword quickly collapsed inward, shrinking from one hundred feet to sixty feet, fifty feet...
Finally, it stopped at a size of thirty feet.
The black gold prison sword, which was originally blocked by the Witch King's wrist bone, cut down an inch again.
Even if it's just an inch, it's enough to show how powerful it is.
After the Witch King's true form was activated, even the bones of the Witch King could be cut off, which showed that the power of the Black Gold Prison Suppressing Sword had barely reached the level of threatening the third-grade Witch King.
The evil spirit of the Ancestral Witch King was completely aroused, and he carried the black gold prison knife to tear Li Changan into pieces.
However, Li Changan's figure turned into nothingness in an instant, and the Counter-ancestral Witch King's big hand actually grabbed nothing.
"die……"
Li Changan seemed to have only a shadow left, flying quickly in front of the head of the Ancestral Witch King, and immediately turned from virtual to real, and pointed on the forehead of the Ancestral Witch King.
The ten-color magic talisman penetrated the counter-ancestral wizard king before he could react.
The Fu Zu Altar took away his soul.
The soul of the Witch King made the ten-color talisman marks on the altar become more and more magical, and there was a faint feeling of transforming from nothingness to reality.
There is a light mist surrounding the ten-color talisman, flowing like a waterfall into the interior of the talisman ancestor altar.
The remaining body of the Ancestral Witch King was quickly enveloped in a ball of flames.
It can only be said that he is worthy of being a witch king, and he is much more resistant to burning than ordinary witches.
In the end, three drops of black blood essence were left.
Taihao stepped forward and said, "How did you do that move from reality to virtuality just now? I don't think I saw you use it last time."
Li Changan put away the Witch King's essence and blood, "I also realized this recently when I was sorting out the Tao of Talisman."
"It's similar to shrinking the ground into an inch, but shrinking into an inch is the combination of the earth and space. The move I just made is the combination of space and wind."
"The weakness is obvious. The consumption of runes to trigger rules is not small. It is considered a relatively elementary rule spell."
"It's just a little bit of help from the power of the rules of heaven and earth, not to the extent of forcing the rules to be used for one's own use like the rules and talismans."
Taihao couldn't help but be surprised by Fu Dao's ever-changing methods.
The changes are endless, and the power cannot be underestimated.
"If you perfect your Taoism and lower the threshold as much as possible, you might have a chance to compete for the position of Taoism in the future."
He walked to the ruins, found the altar, and crushed it into pieces.
And the Taihao Altar in his palm was devouring the essence of this altar like a tiger.
The sub-altar turned into fly ash at a speed visible to the naked eye and dissipated in the air.
"Let's go to the next place!" Li Changan was also jealous of the altar.
Even if one of the two he got last time was broken by him, it was still swallowed clean by Taihao in the end.
Now that I finally have my own Fuzu altar, I can finally do more than just watch.
The two of them were very fast.
The three Ancestral Tribe cities were all wiped out in just one day.
Follow the order of Taihao taking it first and Li Changan taking it last.
Li Changan got an altar and sucked it into pieces on the way.
The mist shrouding the Fu Zu Altar became thicker.
Taihao reminded, "All the power that enters the altar will turn into mist."
"In the end, the mist will condense its own divine power."
"It's just that you haven't walked down this road before."
"Now you have your own altar. If you get other divine powers in the future, throw them all into the altar and use them after stripping them of their divinity."
Returning to Netherworld King City, Li Changan thought he could continue to retreat.
As a result, news soon came back from the front line, this time from the West Road.
Another Ancestral Tribal City was discovered there.
Li Changan was keenly aware of the problem and asked Taihao, "Why are there so many rebel tribes popping up one after another?"
"You think...are there any big guys hiding behind to do the push?"
Taihao hasn't spoken yet.
From outside the royal city, a familiar scent of the Witch King came.
Li Changan nodded towards Taihao, signaling him to lower his momentum, and then walked out of the palace. The man who rushed towards him smiled and hugged his fists,