Ming Dynasty Emperor System

Chapter 619: The way of heaven wishes Qinruo Fangding, and the cliff of Zuyuan goes against the curr

Finally, a Zen staff with a length of more than half a foot and a handle full of dented holes appeared in the hands of the Taoist clone. He threw it to Master Wuchao like trash and said coldly:

"Here, take the Zen staff you want."

Master Wuchao grinned from the corner of his mouth to the base of his ears. He looked at the brand new Zen staff with tens of thousands of rune grooves in his hand. His body could not stop shaking violently, "This, this, this... there are too many rune grooves!" !!”

"Stop talking nonsense. Now that you have the Zen staff, let's keep walking."

After finishing speaking, the Dao realm clone once again pulled up the stunned Master Wuchao. With the blessing of the terrifying half-saint power, the two of them passed through the afterimages in this gloomy and ruined black forest, flying at lightning speed. Heading towards the cliff tower.

Master Wuchao's extremely excited voice, which was accompanied by the indistinct sound caused by the super-high-speed movement, suddenly sounded all the way in the long lightning trajectory:

"Duolun, steamed Aixi mud!"

"Stop the fucking bullshit!"

……

Thirty thousand miles away from the Cliff Tower, at the edge of the Ancestral Abyss, there is a vast desert.

Above the sky, nine bright bloody suns hung, facing the vast earth below, emitting a light that was not hot, but extremely cold and gloomy.

Ancestor Bodhi walked leisurely in the desert. From time to time, a few short, wild dog-like monsters would jump out around him. However, after noticing the terrifying coercion emanating from Ancestor Bodhi, they all retreated back. He fell into the gravel, shivering and not daring to make a sound.

"Wonderful, wonderful."

Ancestor Bodhi slowly raised a meaningful smile at the corner of his mouth. He looked at the boundless yellow sand in front of him and felt the lonely and cool light of the bloody sun falling on his skin. His mind had never been so relaxed. Pass.

At the end of the desert, the yellow sand rolled up dust and mist all over the sky. The strands of light yellow mist connected with the nine bloody suns in the sky, like nine floating palaces. There seemed to be great mysteries inside. Sending seductive signals all the time.

"It's almost here, I'll be here soon, babies, wait for me to come!" Patriarch Bodhi murmured to himself.

Suddenly, a human-shaped shadow suddenly appeared in the sight of Ancestor Bodhi. In the overwhelming monotonous yellow dust, the faint black light emitted by the human-shaped shadow seemed particularly dazzling.

The powerful pressure comparable to the peak level of Daluo Jinxian, involuntarily escaped from the body of the humanoid shadow and swept in all directions. In an instant, the pressure violently impacted the body of Patriarch Bodhi, who He trembled slightly and smiled even more.

"It's interesting that such a poor place still has such a rare magician."

Ancestor Bodhi rubbed his fingers, and the three-color aura that shrouded the surface of his body was distorted. It actually came out of the body among the lightning and flints, and condensed into a huge shadow of an eagle in the air. It screamed and rushed towards the human-shaped shadow. go.

"Ancestor...Yuan, no...welcome, traitor!" A harsh and unpleasant sound came from the human figure, as if it was the sound of a sharp weapon constantly rubbing against the hard ground, and there was still a trace of... The bewitching magic power makes people feel dizzy after hearing it.

Ancestor Bodhi's magic power is as high as the sky, comparable to that of a semi-saint. Naturally, he is not afraid of such little tricks. With his hands clasped together, he is already controlling the huge falcon shadow, fluttering his wings and flying towards the human-shaped shadow. Go explore!

"Let me see what mysterious magical powers the legendary long-lost demonic master has!"

Ancestor Bodhi's eyes were focused, and his hand was pressed down suddenly. A layer of white jade-like light suddenly appeared on the claws of the huge falcon shadow, and dots of three-color particles were wrapped around the surface of the claws. There is an extremely complex and indescribably powerful aura.

Whoosh - it was like a gust of wind roaring past, the sound of tearing the air.

The astonishing claws of the huge falcon phantom penetrated the humanoid phantom without any hindrance, but it did not seem to cause any harm to it. On the contrary, the claws that came into contact with the humanoid phantom were stained with a thick layer of The color of pitch black.

The human-shaped shadow looked up to the sky and let out a silent roar, and then it was unknown what kind of magic was activated. It actually caused the sky where there were nine rounds of blood sun to suddenly appear. Black clouds covered the bloody light, and the desert fell into darkness. among.

"Turn - fate - decide!" A solemn cry suddenly sounded between heaven and earth.

However, he saw that the body of the human-shaped shadow continued to solidify, and the huge falcon shadow soaring into the sky was captured by the countless dark clouds extending from the sky. Among the electric lights and flints, it was covered by strands of thick black fog. It was dragged into the formation of dark clouds in the sky.

Mr. Bodhi raised his brows, his eyes filled with energy. He did not care about the whereabouts of the huge falcon shadow. Instead, he put his hands on his hips with interest, observing the changes in the human form.

In the end, the humanoid shadow solidified, revealing a young man with a delicate face and a thick black demonic aura. From the appearance point of view, he obviously belonged to the human race.

But if you look carefully, you can see a furry tail extending from his butt, which makes the identity of the young man mysterious. The black demonic energy surrounding him is definitely not something that the demon clan can cultivate. .

But that furry tail also showed that he was not a so-called human race.

In addition, in the memory of Patriarch Bodhi, he has never heard of any race other than the human race that can cultivate demonic energy, and it is such a powerful demonic energy. In this way, the only racial affiliation left for the young man is A possibility.

Demon!

A powerful race that briefly appeared on the stage of history in the second generation, that is, the current world of Three Realms and Six Paths, and was later annihilated by the combined efforts of humans and demons.

"The demons practice the demonic path, tsk tsk... You are indeed blessed with unique conditions. In the process of pursuing the great path, you were able to reach the peak of Da Luo Jinxian. However, you never made any progress after that, and eventually became a slave of the heavenly path. It’s really a pity.”

Patriarch Bodhi sighed seriously, and then took out a hedgehog-shaped object from his pocket. It was the strange treasure that Zhu Houzhao had given him before. It had different shapes and unknown functions, but Patriarch Bodhi had different shapes and unknown functions. Zu is familiar with its use!

He held the hedgehog-shaped object in his left hand and squeezed it hard. His palm was pierced by the sharp thorns on it, and a large amount of blood flowed on the strange object, which immediately changed it.

I saw the hedgehog-shaped object twisting, and dense runes appeared on the surface. The blood trickling out of the palm of the Bodhi ancestor was absorbed by the runes, and a vast flow overflowed from it, and instantly swept across the entire desert.