Covering the sky starts from the mortal body

Chapter 465 Harvesting the branches of the ancient tea tree, the art of killing in heaven

"Now that the tea leaves have been exhausted, let's get out of here as soon as possible. The smell here is so terrible and terrifying."

"Although this tea tree has no leaves, its trunk still exudes a mysterious atmosphere, as if communicating with the supreme avenue, why don't we dig him away."

"Don't seek death. This is a restricted area of ​​life. It has an owner. If you really dare to dig this tree, you will definitely die."

Zhang Wenchang pointed at the branch of the ancient tea tree, and the black gold sword with dragon pattern flew out instantly, and with a click, he cut off a one-meter-long side branch and put it in the Sunflower Cave.

The ancient tea tree suddenly emitted multicolored divine light, and it pulled out the roots from the ground just like a human being, and fled into the depths of the undead mountain in a flash.

"Practicing under this tree for two hours is equivalent to practicing outside for several months. It's such a pity to let him run away like this!"

Everyone was dumbfounded.

"There are so many ancient tea tree leaves, each of which can sell for hundreds of thousands of catties. We have made a lot of money, so let's go."

Everyone walked along the golden lines.

On the way, I saw the big black river, the Styx, and the legendary Yellow Spring.

Ordinarily, this place should be a source of life, so that those dark supreme beings can live forever, but for some reason, there are things in the nether world.

I don't know if things must go against the extreme, anyway, the combination of the Yellow Spring Water and the Styx River must contain peerless dangers.

Everyone also saw that the netherworld grass was like an orchid, as if carved from black jade, glittering and translucent, flowing with intoxicating fragrance.

When you take a breath of the fragrance, you feel as if you have undergone the most sacred baptism.

After eating this thing, the soul can live forever, but the body rots, which is very evil.

Everyone stayed away from here.

In a cave on another cliff, everyone found a jade-like skeleton, a golden token next to it, and an ancient sage skin scroll.

Endless killing intent radiated out, and every word made one's body icy cold, as if it was written with the blood of thousands of living beings.

I don't know what material that golden token is made of, but it contains boundless killing intent.

This sage's skin is square, more than a foot long, and shone with crystal luster, mysterious and weird.

There are tens of thousands of characters densely packed on the front and back, all imprinted on them in a special way.

Zhang Wenchang opened his divine eyes. He carefully observed this killing secret technique. This is the killer's killing secret technique. When he saw it, he naturally wanted to make a copy. Not only could he attack, but he could also use it to prevent the killer's assassination.

The murderous intent on this saint's divine skin was overwhelming, just like the ice and snow of the Arctic, bone-chilling, as if countless creatures were wailing, and a scene of inner demons like a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood appeared in front of them.

Zhang Wenchang was not disturbed, he quickly entered an ethereal state, the illusory scene in front of him quickly disappeared, and he kept copying the scriptures above.

The content above is weird and terrifying, and it uses everything to the extreme, specially created for killing.

Zhang Wenchang thought about it for a moment and felt cold all over.

Those secret killing techniques that are difficult to guard against, if you don't know them in advance, you will definitely die in a very embarrassing way.

The art of killing has been evolved into a way by them, a way that is different from others. They forge their own bloody holy sword with the blood of thousands of living beings, and achieve the supreme fruit of the way.

After Zhang Wenchang pondered for a while, he thought in his mind that the killer god Chao Tianting was killed for a reason. Sure enough, his death was not unjust at all.

Proving the way by killing, what is the difference between this and that crazy beast?What kind of bloodthirsty monster created such a bloody road?
"This is the killing technique of the killer gods. Everyone makes a copy. Even if you don't practice it, you can use it to prevent killers."

"It has long been heard that in ancient times, there were three great killer gods, all of which were immortal inheritances of saint-level powerhouses."

"They prove the way by killing, and ordinary holy places and families dare not provoke them at all."

"It is said that they do not kill unknown people, but only masters who are half a step above the powerful."

"This must be nonsense. People who prove the way by killing have no moral bottom line at all. They only accept money. As long as the money is in place, they will be shot immediately, regardless of whether his cultivation base is weak or not."

"Could it be that this killer god has fallen, and is becoming less and less strict?"

"I guess so. Heaven, the human world, and hell are the names of the three great killer dynasties. How rampant the founders are, how perverted their apprentices are."

"According to ancient legends, 10,000+ years ago, several great saints appeared in major holy places, but the old saints of the Killer God Dynasty were inactive and there was a gap."

"The major holy lands have quietly united and obtained weapons to completely eradicate the most powerful killer, God Chaotianting."

"The two great killer gods, the world and the hell, also suffered heavy losses, and quietly hibernated."

Zhang Wenchang knew that these two killer gods were still lurking in the East Wasteland. They did not leave, but silently hid in the small world, sharpening their knives.

As for the unlucky guy who threw himself into the Immortal Mountain, he was probably being chased by many masters in the Holy Land and was accidentally teleported in.

There is every step of murder here, there is no way to leave here, so I can only dig a cave here, and die here for the rest of my life.

Looking at the killer, only the skeleton was left, it was obvious that he was not a saint.

His cultivation level is low, why does he have a token on his body and such an important inheritance?
His cultivation was much weaker than that of the Lord of Heaven who died in Shengya. He didn't know whether he wanted to defect or risk his own death.

Everyone made a copy of the heavenly secret of killing. Ye Fan put away the tokens and human skins, but Zhang Wenchang didn't ask for them.

When everyone came out of the cave, they found that the little girl was playing with a few creatures.

There are golden ponies, golden swallows, and golden calves. They are not flesh and blood, but are the Holy Spirit.

Zhang Wenchang remembered that there was a green and golden holy spirit with tears of immortals here, who later became an emperor.

There is also the Stone Emperor lurking in this immortal mountain. This monster who became an emperor through the Holy Spirit is indifferent and bloodthirsty.

Zhang Wenchang guessed that the most common divine gold in Beidou is the green gold of fairy tears, followed by the black gold with dragon patterns, and then the eternal blue gold.

In this undead mountain, there is very likely a huge Xianlei green gold vein, which gave birth to the Xianlei green gold holy spirit.

Soon a terrifying coercion emitted from a cave in the distance, and a pair of green eyes seemed to be flowing with tears, just like a green magic lamp.

In an instant, Zhang Wenchang felt that his body was frozen and he couldn't move at all. The feeling of losing control of his body was terrible.

Thanks to the little girl, we were able to break free from its lock.

It's hard to say what level the Holy Spirit's cultivation has reached at this time.

But Zhang Wenchang feels that he should at least be in the realm of a great sage at this time. This Immortal Tears Green Gold Holy Spirit is particularly capable of cultivation.

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