The opening of covering the sky sign in the double pupil supreme bone

Chapter 523 The power of the magic jar!
At a certain moment, when the strength in his body reached its peak, his folded hands suddenly tore apart, the golden blood boiled, and the unparalleled divine power even tore this corner of the Beginningless Formation apart.

"This"

Fang Tian was astonished. He did not expect that the physical body of this Great Holy Body would be so terrifying. It actually broke through the formation network with pure physical power, making this corner of the Beginningless Formation ineffective.

"Oh my god, something bad is going on. This Dacheng Holy Body is indeed psychic. This unparalleled physical body can't even seal the Great Emperor's formation pattern. Who can compete with it?"

Duan De screamed below, and he had a premonition that something was wrong.

"Shut up! Fatty! It must be the evil spirit suppressed by the Conferred Gods List that has taken possession of this corpse!"

The big black dog was anxious and at the same time prayed plausibly:
"Great Emperor, please show me your spirit. Nothing will happen to my little girl."

"Come on though!"

The crazy old man said in a deep voice. After a moment of recovery, his energy and blood were full again. He carried the little girl behind his back, ready to continue to deduce his supreme way.

He moved his hands, making a sound of wind and thunder. The innate Dao patterns were like dragons and phoenixes, constantly evolving and intertwining to form a more terrifying Dao map. He even turned himself into a part of the Dao map.

"Buzz!"

However, to everyone's surprise, when the Dacheng Holy Body tore through the formation network, a black clay pot rushed out from the Fangtian Xiantai, and in an instant it came to the top of the Dacheng Holy Body.

It seemed to have revived on its own, flowing out thousands of rays of black light, as dense as a rain curtain, dripping on the body of the Dacheng Holy Body, fixing it and making a squeaking sound like corrosion.

"what"

The corpse of Dacheng Holy Body made a sound of pain. He was injured by the Sky-Swallowing Devil Jar.

"It's the Sky-Swallowing Magic Jar!"

The big black dog was frightened, and immediately looked towards Fang Tian, ​​and happened to catch the astonished expression on his face.

The sky-swallowing magic jar floats and floats, spewing black light, and a grimace mask on the lid is particularly eye-catching. It seems to be crying but not crying, and it seems to be smiling but not laughing. It exudes an inexplicable charm and touches people's hearts.

"The Supreme Imperial Weapon."

A look of horror flashed in the green eyes of the Dacheng Holy Body. He had never expected that there would be an extremely powerful imperial weapon trying to suppress him. It was simply unimaginable.

He struggled fiercely to get away. Endless murderous intent raged in all directions. He tried his best to resist the falling power of the extreme.

"boom!"

At this time, the holy cliff shook, and the golden light on the list of gods halfway up the mountain was strong, and a burst of energy that destroyed the world rushed out, and the brilliant golden clouds intertwined, turning into a big golden hand and clapping down!

Coupled with the suppression of the Sky-Swallowing Devil Jar, the blow from this golden hand directly knocked the body of the Dacheng Holy Body to the ground. If it were not for the Beginningless Formation covering the cliff, it would probably have penetrated the entire mountain.

"Hahaha! Have you seen it? The emperor's methods have reappeared in the world. The list of gods is equivalent to the emperor pressing one hand on the holy cliff to suppress all evil spirits!"

The big black dog trembled with excitement and danced with gestures, describing the power of the Emperor Wu Shi.

"There is a ghost in his body."

The little girl spoke nervously and revealed the strangeness of the corpse of the Dacheng Holy Body.

"Sure enough, it was the Immortal Taoist who was acting as a monster, so that caused the abnormal movement of the Gods List!"

Hearing this, Fang Tian raised his eyebrows and made a conclusion. Then he turned his eyes and shouted quickly:

"Senior, please take charge of the imperial army and kill the ghosts in his body!"

The crazy old man raised his eyebrows, and poured divine power into the Heaven-Swallowing Devil's Jar with one move of his hand. He activated the Heaven-Swallowing Devil's Jar, exerted his ultimate imperial power, and knocked the hair of the Dacheng Holy Body to pieces, revealing the true face of the Dacheng Holy Body.

He was a majestic and tall middle-aged man, with eyes like stars and a square face. At first glance, he looked like a gentleman, instead of the weird look that he had been invaded by evil spirits now, with corpses all over his body and his eyes red.

At the same time, the big golden hand that emerged from the Conferring God List was equally terrifying, shaking the corpse of the Dacheng Holy Body, causing it to retreat continuously, unable to parry, and forced into the edge of the sarcophagus. "Buzz!"

The sky-swallowing magic jar bloomed with immeasurable black light, and was activated by the saint. It quickly revived, and the grimace mask on the lid became increasingly clear, with various lines appearing, as if it was coming to life.

"Ugh."

A huge black hole emerged, spitting out black light and absorbing the essence from all directions. The aura of the ancient emperor filled the air. The opened mouth of the jar was aimed at the corpse of Dacheng Holy Body, emitting a terrifying force of attraction.

The sky-swallowing magic jar is so overbearing. After its resurrection, it has invincible power. It is even stronger than the Conferred God List. It suddenly captured a black shadow from the corpse of the Dacheng Holy Body.

"Boom!"

At the same time, the golden hand transformed from the Fengshen Bang directly shook the body of the Dacheng Holy Body into the sarcophagus, and the coffin lid closed with a bang.

The black shadow struggled to escape, but the resurrected Sky-Swallowing Magic Jar was so terrifying, and even had a hint of weird power that directly ignited the black shadow on the spot.

He was wearing an extremely ancient Taoist robe, a dim purple gold crown on his head, and his face looked solemn and precious.

This is the remnant soul of the undead Taoist. It is the spiritual thought separated from the remnant body of the self-proclaimed immortal Taoist in the heart of the mountain. It monitors the holy cliff for him and explores the means of escape.

"Did you catch that old monster?"

Duan De whispered.

"No, it's just a remnant of his soul."

After Fang Tian met up with a few people, he came to the crazy old man, hugged the little girl down, stared at the Taoist, and asserted.

"Huh? You know me?"

The Taoist Taoist Immortal, who looked calm, spoke in surprise when he heard this.

Fang Tian nodded and said:

"I know a little bit, you are the Immortal Taoist, the body of faith of the Immortal Emperor."

"Huh? I didn't expect that there are still people in this world who know the name Pindao. You are really good."

The Immortal Taoist spoke calmly, as if he was looking at a favorite junior.

"Faith Body"

The crazy old man stood holding the jar, his eyes turned, revealing a trace of thought and shock.

Just a ray of remnant soul can stir up world-shattering turmoil and compete with the saints of the world. This is like a mythical secret!
Moreover, the Immortal Emperor, respected by all races in the ancient times, was the ancient Emperor of Ji Dao millions of years ago. It is simply unacceptable that his religious body can still exist in future generations.

"I have no ill intentions. My body has long since decayed. It was just the evil thoughts in my heart that took over the corpse. Now the true spirit has returned and will not trouble you anymore."

The Taoist Immortal opened his mouth and casually gave an excuse to justify his previous actions.

"What a cunning old fox. He is worthy of being an emperor."

Fang Tian was speechless.

At this point, everyone present, who did not know the identity of the old Taoist in front of them, held their breath and said nothing.

"What? Don't you believe me?"

When the Immortal Taoist spoke, he had an aura of immortality and Taoism. He was neither arrogant nor impetuous, and his words were extremely contagious.

(End of this chapter)