Fantasy World Transmigration

On the world, Wu Xian was horrified at the big day that was gradually swallowed by the darkness, and it was inexplicable. Wu Xian was the name of the inheritance of the witchcraft of the Wuxian Kingdom. It is said that the witch-salt inheritance of the self-cultivation of the mountain, the guardian of the undead emperor, because The Great Witch Festival is the fifth generation of witchcraft, so it is also called the salt.

Wu Xianwu looked at the eclipse, Tongtian’s cultivation base touched the fate, saw the number of days of operation, but was scared almost crazy in the blink of an eye!

He shattered his head in front of his forehead, and his dry hands reached the sun incompetently: “Emperor! God is so angry… The robbery will come, the robbery will come… I see the blood and the sky, the earth and the earth are broken, The magnificent mountains that were sacred to the ancestral spirits and the gods fell, and the earth under the feet collapsed, from the easternmost East China Sea to the westernmost desert, all of which collapsed… The robbery, the boundless robbery, the blood of all living beings is like heavy rain. Falling down, the end of the day, the corpse of God became a mountain… everything must be broken! Everything must be destroyed!”

“There are huge comets in the sky, and the sky is cut through. Scarlet’s scars are filled with countless demons. The oldest gods lead countless fighters, and they go to the demon star to mark the battle. I heard… the bell rings!”

After all, Wu Xianguo is the oldest surviving witch. The cultivation base is amazingly savvy, and the seven sputum spurts black and red blood. The turbid blood mixes tears and falls from her eyes.

The all around’s soul boy screamed and fled.

The sharp scorpion of the young man mourned: “The ancestor has collapsed! The witches are bleeding, and they are dying!”

Wu Xian and Qi Qi bleed, he heard the bells coming from the downstream of time and space. Every sound rang, his body was as violent as the encounter with heavy blows. Seven waves of red black blood, these turbid blood dripping On the ground, it immediately penetrated into the stone, bit by bit, inscribed on the rock at the foot of Wu Xianping.

The Great Desolate rock, which carries the blood of the sage, is turned into a strange surface with blood marks and blood marks that penetrate into the stone.

Exuding the unknown aura, if not at the moment these bloody rocks are in the center of the altar, countless witches and witches are suppressing the magnificent altar of the square. It is a mountain of several thousand feet, opened up and polished into a pyramid of steps. Taiwan, there are ghosts and gods to suppress all directions of the altar, no ten steps have a cultivation base high-level wizard sitting, the whole aura can communicate the heavens.

The rocks contaminated with the sorrowful blood, if there is no suppression of the altar, flow out and go out, the unknown aura above, can make thousands of miles of people and animals disappear.

After Wu Xian smelled three bells, the struggling, wolf-stricken stood up, trembled, tyrannical cultivation base, every move can curse the terrifying witch of the immortal, all thieves went to the empty, weak, as if push Just fell, almost dead. Wu Xian’s hand was next to the wizard’s hand and screamed: “The end of the world is here! Tell the king, right away… there will be a robbery that never happened before, and the eclipse is only a precursor… The ghosts of the underground have been boundless blood. Devouring, the headless demon, slaughtered the king of ghosts and gods.”

“Darkness… the unspeakable darkness stretches under the earth.”

“An extremely powerful man in the darkness is born out of the god of the gods. He is holding a myriad of souls and sorrows, entangled magic swords, tearing down the country after death. The ancestors are in front of these devils, and the weak are like ghosts and ghosts. “”

The wizard listened to the prophecy of Wu Xian, moved toward Wu Xianying, and then hurriedly retired and promulgated Wu Xian’s prophecy.

Wu Xian struggled for a long time, only to ease a sigh of relief. He looked up and towards the four sides. I don’t know how many cultivators were hiding around and peeking at the big witch festival. These cultivators are the masters of the heavens, creating a Strong Zongmen’s heritage, but during the Great Desolate period, these cultivators can also rely on a few third-rate sacred gates, occupying the barren hills without the ghosts and gods, saying that it is the Zongmen cultivator, the Xuanmenzhong people, actually than The small tribes of hundreds of people are very limited, and there is no difference compared to the scattered ones.

Among the Great Desolate, even if it is a small tribe with only a few hundred people, as long as you sacrifice the gods, look for the Lingshan blessed land with the heavenly seal of the gods, and worship the gods with blood and incense, and basically provide the wizards who are equivalent to the immortals of the later generations.

Great Desolate, at this time the natural lifespan has three thousand years.

It is the realm of the real people in the ancient naive theory, born to follow the time series, running Essence Qi, the body is in harmony with Heavenly Dao, and when it is mixed with the witches, the special physique of inheritance, some can fire and spit, drive drown-snake And even the twin wings, volleys, these witchy bloodlines are naturally strong with exercise, in addition to the birth of the inheritance, the communication of the gods, the mastery of the herbal divination locust poison to practice Essence Qi’s wizard, as well as the natural witches bloodline, Grinding body squats, growing bloodline, constantly cultivating its own bloodline, constantly approaching the ancient gods of Pangu, and even the twelve ancestors of these bloodline sources, with the special organs of the body and the burrowing, Meridian system, driving the world Essence Qi, longer than the witch.

The witch is the Warrior of later generations.

Therefore, the surrounding cultivator is powerful in the days of the heavens, but in this case, the individual will swallow Essence Qi, break the body and cultivate the bloodline. The adulthood is about equal to the later generations of Warrior. The distance between the martial arts and the fairy is only two. The era of step, in the eyes of Wu Xian, is like an ant…

Let a group of ants look at the fun, Wu Xian salty smile.

I wiped the blood from my own seven scorpions by hand, and painted a simple symbol on the ground with a trembling index finger. With a cursed blood plotting a witch, a strange aura burst out, and a goblin was Was called by the witches, and instantly ingested a tens of thousands of miles of all the genus Aura that was not a savory country, and there was no such thing as a grass and aura.

Then the witch broke out, and instantly harvested the souls of those sneaky cultivators. I saw countless black shadows flashing, and tens of thousands of souls were taken and sent to the Styx.

Wu Xian took the opportunity to spy on the aura of the land… and then shuddered, and closed the passage to the sinister terrified.

Some of the big cultivators next to the Wuxian Kingdom are barely on the stage of the Great Desolate. Their own power, although not as great as Wu Xianguo’s inheritance, is also qualified for stable inheritance. It is not the kind of drama that is dying. Zongmen. Several Tianxian whispered and said: “The local government has a major event!”

“Is the big witch sacrificed? Is it confirmed?”

A cultivator with a yellow hair whispered: “Confirmed! After the eclipse, he really went to divination! The result attracted a big disaster. It is said that Wu Xian is very scared, claiming that there will be unpredictable robbery. dead.”

“There are often ghosts and ghosts during this time, and even evil spirits break free from Huangquan Road, flee to the sun, lurk in the mountains in the daytime, come out to eat people to enjoy blood food at night… Heaven has already made the gods of the Quartet The land gathers these lonely ghosts. Many Fellow Daoist also go to catch the soul to the cultivation.”

A woman repairs a charming with a smile: “There can be a specific news of the birthplace of the day?”

A gloomy evil repair suddenly started talking “It is said to be a robber!” He opened his mouth, and several others were afraid. They didn’t dare to speak. Obviously, there was some jealousy about this evil. The cultivator with a long hair was whispering for a long time. Dao: “Now the eclipse for three days is obviously a precursor to the catastrophe.”

A cultivation base is weaker, and it is worthy of the cultivator hearing this. The bronze knives are burned on the bones of the cracked tortoise, and several ancient runes are engraved.

The mysterious rune records – “Wu Xianguo Xianwu, the eclipse three days, the land government changed. Wu Xianping feels, the sky is raining, the mountains and rivers are overturned, the robbers are coming!”

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In the days of the heavens, Huang Quanzong and the monks of the Dizang Temple gathered together. The leaders of the two sides, the demon lord and the lord of the lord, faced each other and looked at the two broken oracle bones. The mysterious rune, the two sides of the oracle bones together, get together most of the time, although the text is broken, but it does not hinder the general.

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King Shanlong’s hands clasped together and read a Buddha’s voice: “The devil is very good.”

“My place of Tibetan temple and your Huang Quanzong for this treasure, for the millennium, nothing more than me and other sects of inheritance are missing, you Huang Quanzong to the high law door Luo Tianzi achievement law, the Zhenzong scriptures of my Tibetan temple” due to hell The Ten Kings Classics are all secret stories of the ancient times. It is said that the ancient capitals have the sacred emperor, the ten temples, the ruling land, the reincarnation, and the suppression of hell.”

“The King of the Bodhisattva is the ten kings, suppressing hell, and achieving Buddha fruit!”

“And you Huangquan Mozong, there is also the body of the emperor, and the heavens are the hell, the law of the great Luo.”

“I have waited for both to be enlightened by hell, and it is about reincarnation. But when the Great Desolate was broken in the last days of ancient times, the hell disappeared, and the land was inexplicably destroyed. I even waited for two ways to sever, and there was no way forward. So I found the last years of the ancient times. The secret of the destruction of the government, the founding of the disappearing hell, is the only hope that I will be enlightened!” Shan Long, the king of the law, nodded and said: “Now, only when I wait for two together, will the possibility of uncovering this ancient secret.”

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“This oracle bone, according to research, is the time when the local government changed, the iron sorcerer’s inscription, so it is not important for the great teachers, only have the opportunity to fall into our hands.”

“By the ancient aura on the oracle bone, I waited for part of the inheritance, and each of them cultivated a Taojun, inherited the responsibility of me, so that I can let go and explore the end of the ancient times, the destruction of the land Secret!”

The king of Shanlong also said: “This oracle bone is the bone of the turtle of the Wannian, with a mysterious turtle bloodline, extremely out of the ordinary. Today in the Great Desolate bloodline, it is already the supreme treasure of the cultivation method of divination, if it is called purple Wei Zong, the old monsters of Ma Yimen know that it is inevitable that the gods of the Golden Magic Iron. The ancient scriptures of the Taikoo… is also an extremely ancient inheritance. It is said that the old monsters of your magical Taoism intentionally shot and robbed this batch of oracle bones. But because the key to the Da Luo in Brahma was born, he ran to the market!”

“Where is the place to return to the market… I look at those old monsters, regardless of the evil spirits of the evil spirits, I am afraid that they will not come out!” The demon maharajad said with a sneer.

King Shanlong with a smile: “Is it a secret to some Old Demon?”

“The blood sorcerer always taunts me. Huang Quanzong repairs Luo Tianzi’s body is the magic door left, screaming at his bloody sorcerer’s rumor, looking down on our sinister lineage… and saying that we want to prove that the scorpion is a self-detained end, live Tired! I have to look at who is tired of life! His blood-stained demon, can not go to get the Jedi!”

“The destructive magic ancestor of the ruins of the ruins and the destructive magic road hidden in the ruins, do not give him the face of the rumors!”

“The scorpion is the great demon, and it is also one of my magical emperors, not inferior to his Gorefiend lineage.”

“What is the demon Gorefiend, the rumor of the river. I see it is to put gold on his face… There are killing demons, two hells, especially the hell magic road, this is also the branch of my demon lineage, but the inheritance is the meditation The river sorcerer’s sacred sword, the killing magic lineage thinks that he inherited the sorcerer’s slaughter magic road, which is the biography of Yuan Tujian.”

“In order to climb the relationship, what a face is really not!”

“Our demon lineage is the emperor of the ancient magic road, the sacred sacred sacred sect, in the magic road is the true biography, the prestige of the ancestors, compared to these small people who climbed the ancestors, I do not know how much orthodox, but the bloody demon gods are big, dead magic, earth Devil, Yang Mo, Yin De, Heart Demon These wall grasses turn around and squash, crowding me!”

King Shanlong pointed to the oracle bone and asked: “The devil can be solved, this is too ancient witch?”

阎魔大君said with a smile : “How difficult is this? Witch magic lineage, and witch inheritance, your Buddha door is rare for its inheritance, my sorcerer and witch are the same as the magic door lineage, ask one or two, it is not difficult “”

“This oracle is written…”

“Whether the salty country is salty, the eclipse is three days, and the earth’s government has changed greatly. The witch-and-mortem has a sense of sorrow, and the emperor has no name, and the sky is raining, the mountains and rivers are overturned, and the robbers are coming!”

“March, cutting east Tian Jianmu, Jedi Tiantong… is a big robbery, the land is collapsed! Demon…”

The next few witches are ambiguous, and no matter how many magical powers are used, it is difficult to recover. The Maharajah touched the witchcraft that was almost flattened. He whispered: “The oracle bone witches, carrying the divination spirituality, and therefore have the spirit, so we can borrow the contents of these witchic divination and try to figure out the aura of ancient hell. “”

“The latter words have once carried extremely terrifying information, so the information carried by it has been wiped out… because the Wannian spirit turtle can only record it for a moment, even erase it by itself. Like the unearthed witch oracle bone There has never been a name from the Emperor of Heaven, and the names of the great abhijna of Taikoo.”

“It is said that Yan Shenzong devoted all his powers to the death of two monarchs. Only in an ancient day, he discovered the name of the witchcraft of the great god, and took this opportunity to add an inheritance to his own ancestral hall. – “Zhu Rong Huo Shen drive Long Mi Man Wen”. Its supreme secret, Zhu Rong curse, is the only manuscript of the heavens that can repair the fire of the gods, there is an unexpected power!”

Da Ma Dajun said: “I will join forces to Zongmen Zhibao, the bronze temple of Huang Quanzong and the Sanskrit temple of your Tibetan temple. Back to Great Desolate!”

It is said that the Demon Lord called out Huang Quanzong’s Zhenzhi Zhibao, a bronze ancient temple with only a part of the main gate arch. The King of Shanlong also sacrificed a wooden plaque that reads the ‘Tibetan Temple’ Sanskrit, which is also its collection. The origin of the temple’s name, the ancestor of the Dizang Temple, got this mysterious plaque, and then realized the supreme Dharma and opened up the Tibetan temple.

The two of them really put the treasures at the bottom of the pressure box together.

Through the characteristics of the two great treasures, the mysterious oracle bone was spurred, and the two sect masters and the subsequent old monsters were pulled into the void…

Darkness… This is the innocent blood in the endless darkness.

King Shanlong opened his eyes, but saw himself sitting in front of an incomparable sacred hall. He looked at the back, but saw the treasure of his ancestral hall. The plaque of the earthen temple was hung on the temple behind him.

The hall has been broken, and nearly four-fifths have been dumped in the ruins of the black coke rock, falling into the lava.

The temple was built in a huge unimaginable, pure black, entwined with extremely hot and smashing boulders. The huge boulder like a heaven has collapsed in half. At the top of the boulder, half of the boulder is broken. The collapse has become a broken golden body on the edge of the cliff, emitting Buddha light is already bleak.

The golden body is covered with cracks, and in some places, the Buddha’s bones are exposed.

It clasped his hands together, his eyes closed slightly, facing the front… There was an unimaginable, smashed stick mark that hit the boulder…

The king of Shanlong was so frightened that his hands and feet were soft, and he bowed his head and exclaimed: “Buddha!”

The cry shouted out, and the sacred sacred sacred head of the head fell and fell into the arms of the King of Shanlong. A beast resembling a lion, ran out of the small hall of the Tibetan temple, and saw the King of Shanlong, and looked disdainful. Color, the King of Shanlong saw that the beast was scared and stunned: “Hey, listen to the Holy Beast!”

Hearing a glance at the collapsed Wagga, the black boulders in the bloody sea, like a drop of the sea.

I heard the stick and the body shook a little… I saw that the King of Shanlong still wanted to climb the top of the Wagga Stone, and went down to the Buddha’s golden body. He quickly grabbed the sleeves of the King of Shanlong and threw it and threw it. It is farther away from the golden body.

Just a little bit of aura, which caused the scar on the body of the golden body, this time a roar echoed in the void: “Eat a grandson!”

“One stick!”

“stick……”

The echo was heard all over the world, and the body of the King of Shanlong was almost broken, and the blood of a light golden was sprayed out.

Also with the help of the Da Luo characteristics, returning to the ancient times, the sorcerer Mazu fell in front of a bronze ancient temple, the ancient temple was surrounded by darkness, when the sorcerer waking up, the darkness was only three feet away from him, and the darkness was faint A call came from the covenant.

The sorcerer’s sorcerer listened to the ear, but he heard countless weird voices calling for one another: “King Qinguang!”

“King Qinguang !”

“King Qinguang !”

There are other voices shouting: “Song Emperor!”

“Chu Jiang Wang!”

The sorcerer of the sorcerer heard the stunnedness, and almost the soul was taken out of the body and put into the darkness. If it was not guarded by the bronze temple behind him, he had already lost himself and fell into the darkness. “What is it in the darkness? Why is it calling the name of the Ten Temples? The Ten Temples are the incarnations of the Emperor of the Ages. Is it in the darkness that hides the secret of the Son of Heaven?”

“I was quoted by the ancient bronze temple. When I left the heavens, I came here. Could it be the land of the last years?”

“There are countless calls in the darkness. Is it that the countless ghosts in the land are calling for the return of the Ten Temples?”

“This bronze ancient temple is the tenth temple of the Jurassic. The tenth temple of the Jurassic has become a ruin. There are countless calls to the ten temples in the darkness. What happened to the land government? Where did the ten temples go?”