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Chapter 126 Four Imperial Weapons Resurrection, Fuxi Dragon Fist

The simple and grand Dragon Monument stands between heaven and earth, the great avenues correspond to each other, the heavens resonate, the atmosphere of chaos fills the air, and the stars in the universe seem to have been crushed.

Before the ultimate power brewed in the dragon-patterned black gold cauldron could be unleashed, Wu Guang and Dalong were wiped out from the front. Being caught off guard, even the main body suspended in the void was almost overturned.

"Another imperial weapon has revived."

On the land of the Eastern Wasteland and Southern Territory, the three vast auras that revived the power of the Extreme Dao were unabashed and completely exposed to everyone's perception.

Between heaven and earth, all spiritual beings trembled. Even the powerful figures who were closer to the Holy Land of Shaking Light could not bear the pressure and knelt down directly on the ground.

The dark light in the sky is retreating, and the green light emanating from the Chaos Green Lotus and the Fuxi Dragon Monument, two godless weapons, makes the eternal blue sky reappear in the world.

"how is this possible?"

Exclamations came from the Shaking Light Holy Land.

Many high-level elders did not expect that the opponent also held another Ji Dao weapon. With the infusion of divine power, they quickly maintained the body of the dragon pattern cauldron, but they hesitated in the next move.

With the combination of two Yakuza weapons, will they continue to exert the power of the Yakuza?

"beat."

An extremely old voice came from the depths of the mountain gate, and along with this voice came the pressure that surpassed the most powerful and even the peerless king.

The sudden sound shocked the expressions of many of the Supreme Elders on the main peak. Without any hesitation, they stood on the blood altar that summoned the imperial soldiers and fired out a steady stream of divine power from the air.

The dragon pattern cauldron suspended above the mountain gate vibrated, inspiring a deeper level of divine power.

Thousands of black lights emerged again, overwhelming the sky and filling the air in all directions. It seemed vaguely that there was a black dragon lurking and circling in it. Extreme immortal power was brewing, and vast fluctuations like the vast ocean spread out. Just waiting to be completely released, that is A devastating ending.

Such a decisive move made Fu Jin and others outside the mountain gate change their expressions.

"Damn it, Master Dao knew that nothing good would happen if he met you." Duan De cursed.

But this time he looted the Holy Land, and he also gained a lot. Therefore, without Fu Jin's urging, the lid of the Sky-Swallowing Devil jar on his head was shining with blood-colored light, and terrifying fluctuations were heard.

This is only half an imperial weapon. It has lost its body and is incomplete. However, because it is made from the skull of the ruthless emperor and supplemented by fairy materials, it has become the most essential part of the entire imperial weapon, possessing more magic and mystery.

Falling into Duan De's hands, it seems that through the means of blood sacrifice, he can actually induce a few rays of the power of the extreme.

Rumble.

The lid of the jar, which was shaped like a broken bowl, was rising rapidly, and thousands of black lights emerged. It seemed to contain a deep and dark starry sky. The supreme pressure slowly came out, making people unable to help but kneel down and worship.

In the sky shrouded in endless green light, the aura of the Ji Dao Emperor's soldiers emanated, as if an unparalleled demon lord was awakening. Half of the sky turned into a black hole in the universe, capable of devouring all things, and even the sun and moon lost their luster.

"Another imperial weapon."

Sensing the weaker yet real aura of the Great Emperor, most of the practitioners were dumbfounded, and many of them were already numb.

In the land of Southern Territory, there are only a few Ji Dao Emperor weapons circulating among various forces.

But at this moment, three items appeared outside the mountain gate of Yaoguang Holy Land.

When did the Yakuza weapons become so worthless?

When facing the Yaoguang Supreme Elders who had revived the power of the Extreme Dao, they almost cursed.

Three pieces of imperial weapons.

How much you hate them.

Compared with the Azure Emperor Soldier and the invisible heavenly monument, the power of the Heaven-Swallowing Devil Jar's lid is limited, but its impact on the dragon-patterned black gold cauldron is real.

The dark light emitted by the magic jar lid and the dragon-patterned cauldron came into contact, and there was no violent fluctuation of the collision. Instead, they seemed to be blending together, gradually dissolving the murderous intention brewing in the cauldron.

The two actually seem to come from the same source and can influence each other.

Fu Jin, who was communicating with the Dragon Monument, couldn't help but show a strange look on his face, stopped his movements, and stared at the two imperial weapons from the hands of the ruthless emperor.

The two imperial weapons were filled with black light, and they were in the hands of the enemy and ourselves. They were supposed to collide and vibrate, but at this time they were eliminating the murderous intention on their own.

The other two imperial weapons, which also radiated green light, became spectators.

This is an extremely strange scene.

The elders of the Yaoguang Taishang, who had been tough-minded just now and wanted to display the ultimate power, were in a daze when they saw this scene.

And after sensing that the dragon-marked black gold cauldron was not under their control and had silenced its power, their expressions changed even more.

"not good."

Fu Jin and others also discovered anomalies in the dragon-patterned black gold cauldron.

While the murderous intention is being eliminated, the divine light is also converging, and the revived power of the extreme is fading rapidly.

"The lid of the magic jar has affected the dragon pattern cauldron."

"grab."

For Duan De, this can be called an unexpected joy. Almost without thinking about it, the black hole transformed by the lid of the jar is expanding, filling the entire sky, trying to swallow up the restrained dragon-patterned cauldron.

Fujin also did not hesitate, using the dragon stele to shed hazy green light, trying to cover the dragon pattern cauldron and take it away.

But the black cauldron, which had been silent for a second, seemed to be stimulated when it sensed the external force. Black light flashed, and a black true dragon rose into the sky, scattering the falling green light.

"Oh shit."

When he saw the black light from the lid of the magic jar landing on the cauldron safely, Fu Jin couldn't help but curse.They actually treated them differently.

This is blatant discrimination against him!

Seeing that the Dragon Pattern Cauldron was about to be swallowed by the black hole in the universe, Duan De had already laughed out loud.

"Haha, you scheming boy, don't be jealous. Master Tao will definitely not forget your great kindness."

I thought I was going to be tricked, but I didn't expect that in addition to looting a lot of money in the Holy Land, I was also given an imperial weapon as a free gift.

At this time, Duan De just wanted to say:

"Next time something like this happens again, please come to me more often. Master Tao is not afraid of being cheated."

Whoosh.

Just when Duan De was smiling from ear to ear, two figures appeared on the blood altar set up on the main peak.

One was wearing an ancient Taoist robe, with gray hair, and a divine light in his eyes, as if he could see the terrifying scene of the sun rising, the moon setting, and the disillusionment of the stars.

The other one is extremely young, with golden light flowing from his skin, and wearing a nine-ray divine halo of holy light, like a god of light walking in the world.

The old Taoist who is sleeping in the coffin of the lonely peak, and the Holy Son of Yaoguang who has not been seen for a long time.

"Hurry up." Fu Jin recognized the two men and quickly urged the unscrupulous Taoist priest.

But since these two people had appeared, how could they watch their imperial soldiers being taken away.

The bright divine light on the body of the Holy Son of Yaoguang suddenly changed and turned into streaks of black light, which were very similar to the light on the dragon-patterned black gold tripod, and the sound of ancient chanting came from the body.

At the same time as the chanting sounds were heard, the Dragon Pattern Cauldron suddenly trembled.

And the gray-haired old Taoist stood on the blood altar, injecting endless mana far beyond the power, and the blood-colored brilliance that had dissipated rose into the sky again, covering the dragon pattern cauldron that was stopped in mid-air.

The big black cauldron trembled continuously, and the black light on the cauldron was steaming, as if it was burning, responding to the calls of the old Taoist and the Holy Son of Yaoguang.

When Fu Jin saw this scene, he directly called the Dragon Monument, hoping to interrupt the opponent's movements with the power of the extreme.

boom.

The Dragon Monument, which is taller than the sky, presses down towards the mountain gate of Shaking Light Holy Land.

Before it fell, the vast pressure had arrived, and the peaks in the mountain seemed to be pressed into the earth, and all of them suddenly became a little shorter.

But facing such extreme power, the old Taoist just glanced at Fu Jin from a distance, and then a terrifying aura fell in his heart, almost destroying his consciousness.

Fortunately, he was protected by the Dragon Monument, which prevented him from being seriously injured.

Seeing Fu Jin's actions, Yan Ruyu and Chilong Taoist also urged the Qing Emperor soldiers to slowly suppress him.

Facing the combined action of the two imperial weapons, the old Taoist waved his sleeves, and complicated formations of Tao patterns appeared quickly on the main peak beneath him.

Not only the main peak, but also formations are manifesting on the spiritual peaks of other surrounding mountains. With the main peak as the center, they are crisscrossed and connected, turning into a more powerful formation. The aura of chaos is permeated, and the power of the Great Emperor is emerging. .

"The Great Emperor's Formation." The Black Emperor saw the clues.

Although this piece of Emperor's formation is not as profound as the one from Lone Peak, it is still huge in number. It uses the entire mountain gate as a painting to outline and describe, connecting every corner of the Yaoguang Holy Land, as well as the source of power under the ground, and then Coupled with the fact that this ancient saint presided over it, even with the imperial weapons in hand, it would be difficult to break it for a while.

"Boy, you can retreat." The always greedy Black Emperor persuaded.

Their initial goal had been achieved, and they even had additional gains. They obtained nearly thirty Medicine King plants and countless ancient scriptures with great origins, including many complete volumes. There was no need to waste them here anymore.

"That's right, you can leave now." Old Taoist Chilong, who had always been the one who spoke mainly to Fu Jin, was also consoling him.

On the contrary, Duan De, who had been reluctant to take action from the beginning, was now as dark as the bottom of a pot. When he saw the Dragon Pattern Cauldron slowly flying towards the opponent without being affected, he pointed at the two figures in the mountain gate and jumped up and cursed.

"That is a complete imperial weapon."

"Damn it, give the Dragon Pattern Cauldron back to Master Dao quickly."

"There was once a supreme Ji Dao weapon placed in front of Master Dao, but Master Dao did not cherish the opportunity. Now think about it, oh, Master Dao hates it!"

Duan De was so angry that he barked like a dog, and his expression seemed to be crying and laughing. The expression was very similar to the grimace mark on the lid of the Sky-Swallowing Devil Jar, but his face was a little bigger.

And just as he was feeling agitated, the black light of the dragon-patterned cauldron suspended above the mountain gate returned to the sky. A black real dragon jumped out of the cauldron, looked up to the sky and roared, and grabbed the lid of the magic jar.

"not good."

The old Taoist and the Holy Son of Yaoguang teamed up to take back the Dragon Pattern Cauldron. Not satisfied, they actually set their sights on the lid of the Sky-Swallowing Demon Jar in the hands of the unscrupulous Taoist priest.

With their eyesight, how could they not recognize this extremely powerful imperial weapon that was closely related to their inheritance.

The Sky-Swallowing Magic Jar and the Dragon-Marked Black Gold Cauldron were both made by the ruthless emperor. Now that the Dragon-Marked Cauldron is gaining momentum, they can also influence each other in turn.

"Recall the magic jar quickly."

Several people urged, Fu Jin was afraid that the lid of the magic jar might be lost, so he did not hesitate anymore, and pointed like a sword, slicing his palm, and wisps of green blood exuding strong imperial power floated out and landed on the dragon monument.

boom.

A supreme ancient emperor traveled through the past and present, across time and space, and descended outside the Holy Land of Shaking Light. The mighty pressure not only enveloped the Southern Territory, but even the entire Eastern Wasteland felt it.

The sky stele shook, and the thousand-foot-long human head and dragon body pattern imprinted on the front was surrounded by chaotic energy. It fell from the stele and came to the Holy Land of Shaking Light, where it waved its divine fist.

Fuxi Dragon Fist, one punch can open the sky.

(End of this chapter)