Leisurely cultivating life

Chapter 810
Naturally, the black-haired man saw the changes on the Conferred God Stage, and smiled, the power of energy and blood surged all over his body, and the already extremely fast falling speed suddenly became a little faster.

Therefore, after a while, the two finally collided head-on.

In an instant, circles of ripples of light spread out in the sky.

Not long after, a burst of dull sound like a drum was heard.

The sound spread to the surroundings, causing extremely tragic results.

Just in this instant, more than [-]% of the creatures within a radius of [-] li were shocked to death.

Even if there are some left, they are all in a coma.

Pieces of corpses floated above the river, and bloodstains were scattered among the shattered rock peaks.

After all, the aggregated basalt was just a phantom. Under such a violent impact, it was immediately shattered and turned into streaks of water vapor, which was immediately evaporated by the power of the blood and turned into steam mist that rose up.

However, the black-haired man was not completely unaffected.

Being hindered by this, its impact was also weakened a bit.

Especially the mist transformed by basalt filled the sky. Standing here, he felt as if he had fallen into a swamp.

There was a viscous force entangled his body.

After this viscous force was reduced layer by layer, when he hit the Conferred God Platform, his strength was only half of the original.

At this time, only a loud bang was heard.

The Conferred God Altar began to shake violently, and the aura covering it was like a candle in the wind, flickering on and off.

It seemed that it might go out at any time, but it never went out.

The black-haired man had already stopped at this time, and he couldn't help being a little surprised to see that he was blocked.

Originally, according to his assumption, no living beings should survive the collision, but he did not expect such a result.

But he wasn't annoyed, he just used left and right a few more times.

Just as he was about to exert himself again, a warning sign suddenly rose in his heart.

Then, he saw a huge snake's head take shape, biting towards the place where he was standing.

He immediately changed his tactics, intending to capture it.

But the snake's head was extremely flexible, and it had already bitten off a large piece of flesh and blood on his arm, the wound was so deep that the red bones underneath were even exposed.

The black-haired man was surprised, his physical body has been cultivated to the state of immortality and immortality.

Even if it suffered some damage, it can be intact immediately.

But for some unknown reason, the wound he suffered now seemed to be covered by an invisible energy, so that he could never recover.

Although under the impact of his energy and blood, the nameless energy mechanism was also being worn away little by little.

But it is obvious that his wound cannot be healed until this unknown energy is worn away.

Regarding this, he casually snorted lightly, turned his gaze away, and stopped looking any further.

At this time, the snake head struck again.

But this time, the black-haired man didn't dodge or evade, with a cruel smile on the corner of his mouth, allowing the snake's head to bite his chest.

And he himself grabbed it.

When he was about to tear it off, the snake's head suddenly turned into mist and flowed down from between his fingers.

With a low growl, the power of Qi and blood in his body soared into the sky, and his anger erupted, evaporating it into the air.

However, what made his pupils shrink was that the scattered mist drifting upwards condensed again, and the snake's head appeared again.

The black-haired man was stunned for a moment, his face finally became serious, his eyes rolled a few times, and he probably understood some details about the snake head.

He has also met many spirits and gods that appear in the order of the Dao.

As long as you know where it is, as long as the inspiration and dao rhyme are endless, even if it is broken up, it can be reunited by virtue of its connection with heaven and earth.

This kind of thing, no matter how many times you kill it, as long as the source is not bad, it will not really perish.

If you want to deal with it, the most secure way is to seal the town.

It's just that he is not proficient in the method of closing the town, but he has a more concise method.

I saw him shaking his body, turning into a figure with four heads and eight arms, with red hair and red skin, and exposed fangs. From time to time, brilliant sparks danced on his shoulders.

Then I saw him blowing out a breath, which turned into surging fireworks, and instantly burned the snake's head away.

Then, he took a deep breath, and there were bursts of whistling sounds between the sky and the earth.

Within a million miles, except for the area where the Conferred God Stage is located, on the rest of the land, mountains, rivers, vegetation, mud, sand, rocks, rivers, lakes and seas... all rose up and were swallowed by him in one gulp.

After finishing all this, he swept his gaze around.

Sure enough, without the Dao Rhyme of inspiration, the snake head could not manifest around him for the time being.

Seeing this, he laughed outrageously, and rushed towards the Conferred God Stage.

But at this moment, his eyelids twitched slightly, and his hair stood on end, as if an incomparable danger was about to befall him.

And in his perception, this danger seems to come from the sky.

He immediately looked up, although he still couldn't see who the enemy was, but instinctively alerted in his heart, he let out a loud roar, his body grew violently, and within a short time, he covered the clouds, only reaching his knees.

This person stepped on the ground, stretched out his right arm, and stretched out of this world, grabbing into the void.

Seeing this shocking scene, even the creatures who were millions of miles away felt tremors in their hearts for a moment, and couldn't help but knelt down on the ground, kowtowed repeatedly, and prayed for the protection of the gods.

However, it didn't take long before another scene that was even more shocking than before appeared.

I saw a palm covering the sky falling from the sky.

Compared with this big hand, the river and the sea are like pools under the eaves, and the mountains are reduced to dust, and the giant that the black-haired man turned into is just a slightly bigger ant in comparison.

The big hand grabbed it, and immediately grabbed it's entire body, and unexpectedly captured it out of this world.

"Master has made a move!"

Seeing this scene, Luo Ming was refreshed, and at the same time he said with lingering fear: "This person is so powerful, if I just let him continue to wreak havoc, I'm afraid I won't be able to last a few rounds."

In fact, if it is known that he has resisted someone who is at least in the fairyland with such a low level, even if it is only for a few breaths, even if he is relying on the formation on the Conferred God Stage, that is also worthy of praise.

"Well, don't be careless. Although this person has been taken away, there is no guarantee that there will be some people who will not be able to keep their greed."

Luo Ming thought about it, and then continued to sit in the portal. Although his personal strength would not play any role here, he thought it was a meager effort anyway, and he had to devote himself to it.

At this moment, he suddenly felt darkness above, as if suddenly entered the night, and then saw a blurry figure appearing outside the Conferred God Stage.

As soon as he arrived, Fang was about to move on, when he saw a Xuanwu phantom that was half a turtle and half a snake emerged.

He stopped.

Just now, in order to guard against being discovered, he watched the battle from a long distance, but seeing the phantom of Xuanwu shattered, he thought that even if he was not dead, he was seriously injured.

Then if you go down now, you will have a chance to see the beauty of the Conferred God List.

He didn't dare to covet the list of gods, but if he could comprehend one or two of his true body, the principles of the great way he could understand would be enough for him to take the risk.

But now it seems that the aura of this basalt phantom has not declined in the slightest, and it is obvious that its combat power still exists.

He looked at the Conferred God Altar in front of him, it was so close, and he could even get this treasure as long as he stretched out his hand.

But he hesitated, even the man just now couldn't break the protection of the Conferred God Platform. Although he was stronger than this man, his strength was limited.

Moreover, the owner of that big hand is really scary.

He could feel that the aura of the master of this big hand was different from that one, but this was what he was more frightened of.

When, in this world, a person of the same generation appeared silently, and it seemed that he was still on the other side.

At this moment, he suddenly felt a sharp light pointing at him from somewhere in the dark.

It seems that as long as I take another step forward, it will fall down.

Just when he was secretly wondering, a cold and indifferent voice sounded in his mind, "Seeing that you have never made a move, there is still time to retreat at this time, don't make mistakes!"

He sighed, looked at the Conferred God Stage again, and retreated silently. The whole world returned to daylight again, and his figure also slowly faded away and disappeared.

The moment he left, Xuanwu Xuxiang glanced at the golden-patterned cloth in the sky, and his figure also slowly dispersed, disappearing.

The disappearance of the xuanwu phantom meant that the crisis was over, but Luo Ming still did not relax, and still guarded the door.

Not long after, a jade slip floated in front of his eyes.

Luo Ming's expression suddenly became extremely serious, and he got up, but he didn't reach out to take it. Instead, he bowed respectfully to the jade slip before putting it away.

After a while, the Conferred God Platform disappeared again, and the golden-patterned cloth that covered all the heavenly Qiongyu in the Conferred God Realm also slowly dissipated.

within the airspace.

A piece of cloth with golden patterns slowly appeared in Taoist Taiqing's hands. It was neither gold nor wood, nor jade nor stone.

This treasure was refined by Zhou Fan with the complete innate and sacred origin of the universe and the present world. It must be known here that with the help of the special nature of the universe and the present world, the growth limit of the innate sacredness bred by it is almost comparable to that of a golden fairy.

The way Taoist Taiqing is doing at this moment is to use his "future" power to overcome the current predicament.

Of course, this is not without cost, and it is unknown what the cause and effect will be and what impact it will have on the future.

If this method is performed by ordinary peers, it will only be calmed down if it is regularly restored afterwards and will pay a huge price.

But the Taoist Taiqing's identity is one of the three elements, the Mingji Xuantong Yuan, which is the foundation of the universe and the world. In terms of deep foundation, it is much higher than the innate holiness.

The price that Daoists of the Ether Purity have to pay is that at a certain critical moment in the future, there may be some inexplicable changes, but this can be slowly made up for afterwards.

The list of conferred gods was refined by Zhou Fan, and naturally there will be no obstacles in the hands of Taoist Taiqing, only to see it lightly thrown into the sky.

Immediately, there were layers of clear light in the sky, and a piece of gold-patterned cloth hovered above the sky, blocking the sound and shaking the inspiration, and immediately eased the tense situation.

Zhou Fan suddenly felt that the pressure on his body was relieved, and he immediately adjusted his breath, preparing for a crisis.

The three people in Baidu were also aware of the changes that happened here, and when they exerted their strength one after another, they raised the power of the Miaofa to another level.

On the other side of the formation, the gray-robed old man surnamed Yin stayed in the formation after the two sides collided and never went out.

He had to preach in vain, but he wanted him to try to fight against King Wen during the fight between the two sides, so that he could show his aura.

At that time, the power of the wonderful law will fall directly on this generation.

Since he had calculated this formation before, it didn't take long before he tried to move forward into the depths of the formation.

Daoist Taiqing suddenly felt that the pressure on the top had increased for a long time, and when he was about to add more strength, King Wen said: "Fellow Daoist, I will help you."

While speaking, a glazed lotus flower cup was offered, which slightly weakened the pressure.

The young man with the sleeves had been paying attention to the movements of the old man surnamed Yin, he suddenly said: "Fellow daoists, this generation is a future trouble after all, I want to get rid of it."

When Zhou Fan heard this, his eyes moved slightly. This young man with sleeves was one of the first three elements he awakened, the red gangster Tai Wuyuan clone, Taoist Lingbao, and his mind was connected with him, so he knew what his intentions were in an instant.

Although the current situation can still be maintained, but the opponent sees that they cannot be suppressed, so they should soon use other means, so they must consider the method of breaking the situation.

And Taoist Lingbao's method is also very simple, to lure the enemy deep.

He understood that this generation could not hide because he was afraid of King Wen's beheading method.

But if he took the initiative to expose this secret technique, then this generation will deduce a method of avoidance after seeing him again, and it is very likely that he will show up to attack.

But Taoist Lingbao symbolizes the end of this world, and he is best at attacking.

He has also seen King Wen's beheading method before, and he deduces it in Dayanzhu, which is already very different from King Wen's method, and it can even be said to be completely two methods.

Taoist Lingbao was going to reveal the beheading method deduced by Dayanzhu first, so as to give this generation the illusion that his own side had already used it.

At that time, when he shows up, he will use the original method to attack and kill one person together with King Wen.

If there is a chance to kill one person, then the situation will be much easier to deal with.

Thinking of this, he turned his eyes and saw the old man surnamed Yin, this person was an opportunity.

This generation deliberately left it here, in fact, it is just a bait, so he can also come to push the boat along.

Come and go without indecent!
He nodded and said: "Fellow Taoist, you can do it yourself, and here we can support you."

As soon as the words fell, Taoist Lingbao left in a flash.

In the formation, the old man surnamed Yin was exploring the depths of the formation.

He has been in the big formation for a while, and although he is not very familiar with the formation, it is not difficult for him to find a way to get started when the big formation does not take the initiative to change.

Because there was no one to preside over the formation, he entered the formation very smoothly this time, and passed several formations in a row.

As he went deeper and deeper, he could already feel that he was close to his opponent.

But at this time, he suddenly felt something, turned his head to look, and saw a Taoist in green and beautiful clothes coming from the void
He is majestic and handsome, with an indifferent and lofty aura between his brows, and four clusters of clear and bright aura around his body.

He felt that the person who came was extremely difficult, and it was difficult to see the depth, so he couldn't help showing a look of guard.

The Taoist glanced at him indifferently, then stepped up, and he was in front of him in an instant. At the same time, a magic sword appeared in his hand, and he swung it to cut.

After a flash of light flashed by, he calmly put the sword back into its sheath, then flicked his sleeves, turned and left.

And the old man surnamed Yin stood there fixedly, his expression still kept its original appearance.

However, the next moment, the whole person collapsed.

(End of this chapter)