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Ecstasy is ecstasy, but the current situation is still extremely shocking.
A five-six-foot-tall, mummified powerful figure of the Desolate Clan sat cross-legged in front of the sarcophagus, his indigo skin dotted with dots, as if it was burning.
And a moment later, the air in this copper-colored palace shook slightly, and another powerful figure from the Desolate Clan, supported by the power of the blue magic medicine, walked out of the huge sarcophagus and sat cross-legged on the ground.
This great power of the Desolate race is even more terrifying. It is the great power of the Desolate race with eight arms, and it should be another branch of the Desolate race that is different from the great power of the Desolate race with four arms. There is no head on the skull and face, but there are
A short horn-like lump. This eight-armed desolate tribe's powerful man is also covered in indigo, but the skin on his body has all dried up and cracked, deep into his bones, and a big hole has been punched in the middle of his head.
At this moment, he was sitting in a lotus position on the ground, with countless divine lines flashing out from the big hole in his head and the cracks in his body, as if he was in a lightning storm.
"Boom!"
There seemed to be a sound around Wei Suo and others. The four-armed desolate clan powerful man seemed to have no one particularly close to him at the moment. He didn't have any choice. He treated them one by one and introduced the medicinal power.
After entering a sarcophagus next to the powerful figure of the Eight-Armed Desolate Tribe, a Taoist wearing iron clothes stepped out of the sarcophagus.
"There are actually powerful people who are hanging out with these extraterrestrial demons!" Changsun Xiaoru was frightened and angry, and couldn't help shouting.
The face of this Taoist is invisible at the moment. He is wearing a robe made of dark iron-colored sacred iron. However, he is obviously not a desolate tribe, but a powerful monk. Moreover, the aura of this Taoist is very powerful. When he stepped out of the sarcophagus, it was as if there was an invisible giant.
The hammer strikes the void.
This Taoist must have been a powerful person who helped the Desolate tribe during the Spiritual Desolate War sixty or seventy thousand years ago.
After this faceless Taoist, who looked as if he was made of iron, was sitting cross-legged on the ground, another powerful man from the Desolate tribe who had a big hole punched in his chest was treated and walked out of a stone coffin next to him.
Then, another powerful person from the Desolate Clan who only had two arms, but with a pair of huge wings behind him walked out of the sarcophagus. This powerful person from the Desolate Tribe didn’t know who he was from the Desolate Tribe.
"Breeds", anyway, Ling Longtian only told Wei Suo about a few of the Huang tribe, but the mainstream ones are the four-armed Huang tribe almighty, who are born with extremely powerful blood and flesh, and can continuously advance and give birth to arms and even heads.
Desolate tribe.
But what is certain is that this great master of the Desolate race with huge flesh wings is definitely not an easy person to deal with, because this great master of the Desolate race is sitting on the ground with a black sun floating above his head.
The jet-black disc, the masked horse emitted countless waterfall-like divine patterns, as if it had reached into other voids, desperately drawing the vitality into the body of this powerful man of the Desolate race.
…
"They're here!"
An almost transparent ray of light stretched out from a mountain range, flying towards the exact place where Wei Suo and others were. As soon as he saw this escaping light, Changsun Jing said this, and finally appeared as if he had been relieved.
Take a breath.
This is when people from the Changsun family finally brought what Wei Suo wanted. At this time, Changsun Jing and others felt that they were lucky to have arrived, otherwise they would have been suffocated by invisible pressure and died.
The sight of the terrifying desolate masters coming out of the sarcophagus one after another is really shocking to people's minds. There are now sixteen creepy desolate figures sitting cross-legged in the copper-colored hall.
If each of these great powers of the Desolate race were born, they would probably be able to destroy the monastic world in one or two continents, and there would be more great powers of the Desolate race coming out of the sarcophagus.
"It's okay, it's okay." At this time, Wei Suo wiped away the cold sweat, but instead he breathed a sigh of relief.
After watching this for a while, he confirmed at least two of his inferences. First, although the blue magic medicine in the ancient emperor's corpse was equivalent to being able to revive these powerful desolate people, it could not directly replenish the power of these powerful people.
The vitality and blood have been completely exhausted. Secondly, these desolate tribes
In the war of sixty or seventy thousand years, the great powers were all severely injured, and they were all on the verge of death. Either they sealed themselves like the four-armed desolate race great powers did when they were in the Great Slaughter of Heaven Cave, or they were all on the verge of death.
It was sealed in this place with the help of other powerful people from the Desolate Tribe at that time.
This place was equivalent to the gathering place where the Desolate Clan stored the seriously injured soldiers at that time. And within the past 60,000 to 70,000 years, no other powerful Desolate Clan came to treat these seriously injured Desolate Clan soldiers. This can only mean that
In the end, even if the Desolate Tribe finally won the war with the Spirit Tribe, the victory would definitely not be easy, and almost all of the people would probably die.
Now, these characters from the Desolate Clan who have been rescued by the Four-Armed Desolate Clan’s great power have to try to replenish some of their own vitality and repair their serious injuries. I am afraid that even if it takes ten days and a half, they may not be able to do it. This invisible force
He was given a lot of time.
"Sect Master Huang, here are all the magic weapons and magic tools that I have collected to withstand the catastrophe. Seniors Linglongtian and Yuanyin have made a detailed list for me before. There is also me in this green talisman.
All the records about the heavenly calamity that we know, time is running out, all the magical weapons and magic weapons sent this time to resist the heavenly calamity,
Please help me carefully count the points and when they are used." Seeing that people from the Changsun family finally delivered the things, Wei Suo took out his ancient Nabao ring and called Huang Daojun and others
In front of him, he took into his hands the Tianyuan Divine Pill sent by the Changsun family and the jade talisman recording the divine patterns.
This time, the Changsun family also tried their best. Although Tianyuan Shen Dan Weisuo had not heard of relevant records before, but Changsun Jing and Changsun Xiaoru said that this is the first level of Shenxuan monks' refining, which can directly reach Shenxuan two levels.
The most important immortal-level elixir is an inherited treasure that has been passed down by the Changsun family for thousands of years. In addition, the Changsun family helped Wei Suo collect six great avenue divine patterns this time.
"So many magic weapons and magic weapons to withstand heavenly calamity?!" As soon as he took the Nabao ancient ring pointed out by Wei Suo, Huang Daojun was shocked when he examined it with his spiritual consciousness. Wei Suo's Nabao
Among the ancient rings, there are more than a hundred magic weapons and magic weapons of various kinds to resist the catastrophe. This is not a rush to overcome the tribulation. I am afraid that a powerful person who has been preparing for two or three hundred years may not be able to collect as many as Wei Suo.
Can withstand catastrophe
The most important thing is that at least half of them, without looking at the records of the jade talismans inside, Huang Daojun would not know them at all, and would not know their functions at all. In other words, even if there is no powerful person like Wei Wei now,
With such a great magical power, and with so many sects helping to collect it, I am afraid that only half of the things can be collected, and half of the things will be covered in dust because no one knows their functions.
Because the people of the Changsun Family had placed a restriction to isolate the atmosphere here, and Wei Suo and others could see every move of the four-armed Desolate Clan power inside very clearly, so Wei Suo did not hesitate at all, and directly
A stream of water spirit energy rushed towards the Tianyuan Divine Pill of the Changsun family, trying to flush out a trace of the medicine's power.
The Tianyuan Divine Pill from the Changsun Family is also very strange. It is as big as a fist and is orange in color, like a round gem. However, the brilliance inside is naturally condensed into two Tianyuan pills at the core of the pill.
There were vague words of light. At this moment, Wei Suo tried to draw out a little bit of the medicine's power and tried to refine it. Suddenly he felt that streams of extremely pure vitality penetrated into his own true energy like long rivers.
"Sure enough, it is the top elixir of immortality!"
Wei Suoma took a deep breath, knowing that his success rate was a little higher. The power of this ray of medicine was equivalent to an unknown number of ordinary fourth- and fifth-level water demon pills, and with his current cultivation and physical strength
In terms of endurance, it can be refined almost instantly. He can be sure that it will not take more than two hours at most, just relying on
With this elixir, he can successfully reach the peak of the fourth level of Shenxuan. And he has to control it carefully, because he does not need to fully refine this elixir to reach the peak of the fourth level of Shenxuan.
If he refines a little more and directly triggers the catastrophe, he will be really miserable and won't even have time to cry.
"Sect Master Huang, Wei Shenjun..." After more than half an hour, another escaping light that deliberately suppressed the aura flew down and rushed to the place where Huang Daojun, Wei Suo and others were, but it was
The head of the Yutian Sect and the head of the Holy King Sect
, Yun Ying Shenjun and others all arrived. Seeing that Wei Suo was refining the elixir, these people didn't say much. They all communicated through sound transmission in secret, and when they saw the scene coming out of the magic mirror, they were all
He was so shocked that he almost stopped breathing.
"boom!"
Less than half an hour later, the void not far behind the crowd shook slightly again, and a ball of misty cyan light came through.
Wei Suo, Huang Daojun and others were all horrified, because the aura brought out by this misty blue light was very terrifying, like a huge sacred mountain coming out of the void, even far beyond the Black Bodhi Heavenly Mother.
Coercion.
"Ancestor."
As soon as they saw this blue light coming through, everyone in the Changsun family, including Changsun Jing and Changsun Xiaoru, immediately bowed.
This time Wei Suo and others realized that what Changsun Jing had said before, the deepest secret of the Changsun family, the ancestor of the Changsun family who did not hesitate to use secret techniques and sacrificed his body in order to improve his cultivation level, also arrived.
In the green light, an old man descended.
This old man's whole body was like a piece of crystal blue jade, with streaks of brilliance surging inside like a tidal wave.
This is not a human body, but a condensation of the power of the soul and some powerful power.
"Senior." Seeing the old man who had no vitality and blood coming down, Wei Suo bowed seriously. This ancestor of the eldest grandson family gave up his life purely to deal with the demon outside the territory. Compared with him,
It is much more noble, and it is his battle, which is worthy of his respect.