I have traveled through the heavens in the Great Desolation

Chapter 219 A lot of cannon fodder

The ginseng fruit tree took root in the wild land, and with the help of the book from the ground, it absorbed the spiritual energy essence of the wild land, and then transformed it into its own innate Yimu Qi, which meant that it was innately invincible.

And the 8000 million Blood God Son avatars of Patriarch Styx are not the same.

After these blood god child clones got in touch with the nether blood sea in the underworld, they already possessed an endless source of power. obliterate.

So, you can see it.

In the sky above Dongsheng Shenzhou, there is a ginseng fruit tree with luxuriant branches and leaves, covering the entire Qingqiu floating island and the hundreds of millions of creatures in the island, and guarding them tightly.

And on its periphery, there are as many as 8000 million blood-colored phantoms.

These blood god sons exist in the form of blood rivers, connected to each other to form a large formation, and they are attached to this huge and emerald green ginseng fruit tree.

Devour its life essence.

Absorb its almost endless innate Yimu essence.

All this seems to strengthen themselves.

But it's a pity that these sources of life, or the almost endless innate Yimu essence, all have owners, and they are existences that ordinary people cannot refine at all.

With Zhen Yuanzi's cultivation base, his primordial spirit and mind power have already been polished to the point where he is almost immortal.

And his mana is the same.

It seems that enough of these life sources and innate Yimu essence have already passed away, right?
But in fact it is not. As long as the source of life and the essence of Yimu have been refined by him, no matter how small the particles are, there will be the imprint of his Zhenyuanzi's primordial spirit in them.

Therefore, don't look at how cheerful these blood gods are devouring.

But it's not.

The baby is in pain!

As long as they dare to let go of the slightest slack, the life source and innate Yimu essence that have been swallowed by them will start to rebel, return to the source, and become the same root as the ginseng fruit tree in the encirclement again, from the inside out In addition, they launched one after another fierce charge to these blood god sons.

And, don't forget, the books on the ground, the fetal membranes on the ground, are still watching from the periphery.

The congenital central Wutu essence, condensed into the congenital Wutu god thunder, one after another, densely packed, hundreds of thousands, tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands of millions, it seems to be endless , The 8000 million Blood God Son avatars surrounding Patriarch Styx exploded violently.

Once it is destroyed, it will be a huge piece.

But it's a pity that he also had no choice but to get these blood god child clones with the full blessing of the power of the Nether Blood Sea.

What's more, there is also the imprint of the primordial spirit and true spirit of the ancestor Minghe in it.

With his ability, he still can't directly erase it out of thin air.

Of course, it would be a different matter if he had a powerful attacking treasure. For example, Patriarch Minghe, if he held the two fierce swords of Yuantu and Abi in his hands at the moment, wouldn't he be afraid of mere ginseng fruit trees?Even the book from the ground, the fetal membrane of the earth, it is not impossible to stab a few swords, maybe you can poke a few holes.

Of course, this is not realistic at all.

It is impossible for him to disregard some, and bring these two fierce swords to this wild land at this moment. After all, that ghost blood sea is his real base camp.

And his body also desperately needs these two fierce swords to guard against sneak attacks by some shameless Buddhists.

"Hmph, let me let you be proud a few more times, Zhen Yuanzi, the leader of the sect has found the way, I will deal with you after I have proved the way, and let you get out and be with Hongyun that fellow, jie jie jie jie"

The endless bloody sea echoes the endless grayness.

This is the underworld.

Above the gray sky, there is a whole piece of golden Buddha light, and there are also endless Buddha disciples, arhats, monks, each holding dharma weapons, and these Buddha lights emanate from them.

And it seems extremely powerful.

But it's a pity that it can't shine on the sea of ​​blood below.

And under these Buddha lights, there are groups of alien creatures and warriors.

Some of them are devas, or devas.

There are also some real dragons.

These real dragons are all real ones, and they came from Zhunti Daoist who, as a sage, dared to go to the world in person, moved them with emotion, and understood them with "reason".

As for the other yakshas, ​​gandharvas, asuras, garudas, kinnaras, and mahoragas, some of them are indeed creatures on the wild continent, and some of them can be traced back to other universes and other worlds. The world is over.

But in any case, their origins are actually the same.

Well, all the same.

Whether they like it or not, they now share a common and well-known name.

The eight tribes of Tianlong.

Anyone who knows Buddhism should have heard of their names.

After all, some of these races are still very powerful.

At least, it used to be great.

And no matter what, they are the main force to attack the underworld and the sea of ​​blood this time.

You see, the one who is intertwined with each other regardless of each other, who is indistinguishable from the killing, and whose stumps are scattered all over the world, isn't it the subordinate of the ancestor of Minghe?

Great Asura family.

It's just that, once in a while, a flash of two sword lights can always take away tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands, and possibly even millions of Tianlong Babu people, and they can always, at the most critical time, Let the Great Ashura Clan, which was already at a disadvantage, become stronger again.

Seeing that it is about to gain the upper hand.

But it doesn't matter, there are many Buddhist sects like this Tianlong Babu.

very many
Then you can see that above the nether sea of ​​blood, where the endless Buddha light shrouded, accompanied by the sound of Zen singing, light gates appeared one after another. Behind the light gates, there was nothingness. A warped space-time.

But soon, the place was filled with countless aliens.

These alien races swarmed in groups, singing praises, as if they hadn't recovered from the joy of the expedition to the Great Desolate Continent, they had already rushed straight to the cruel and bloody Asura battlefield below without stopping.

The results speak for themselves.

Before long, they will be ashes again like their predecessors.

But it doesn't matter, they still have descendants, and there are many descendants like them, who are ready to go and multiply, not far away, thousands of billions of miles away, carrying light years, endless time and space, and the universe, rushing here Come.

After all, it's just their pasture there.

And here is their cemetery.

This scene has lasted for a long time.

No wonder Patriarch Styx dared not act rashly
(End of this chapter)