All-Heavens Dream Plunderer

2021-10-03

Chapter 382 Goddess

“Boom!”

“Sword!”

In an instant, I can only see a sword glow in the middle of the Dragon Cauldron – it is the Immortal Beheading Sword.

The Immortal Beheading Sword at this time was in the hands of Wang Meng, and directly turned into a colorful giant sword with a terrifying matchless of the size of a thousand zhang, and then slashed towards the beast god, as if a pillar of heaven was pressing horizontally. Down.

The endless sword qi, which is accompanied by endless evil spirits, rolls around the huge Qijue giant sword, like a tornado, and the void is smashed into layers, making people horrible to see.

Seeing such a scene, the beast god, heart startled, didn’t dare to be careless at all, and a desolate and ancient mantra sounded from his mouth, like the wizard of Barbarian Desolate Era sacrificing his ancestors.

In the Hundred Thousand Great Mountains, the blood and bones left by countless strange and fierce beasts were suspended one after another, converging into a torrent of blood and bones one after another, rushing towards the beast god, making the beast god’s whole body. Wrap up.

In an instant, a blood cell several kilometers in size appeared in the sky, full of wild Blood Fiendish Qi.

A Throne of White Bones about the size of hundred zhang appeared. At this time, the beast god was full of blood energy and sat on the throne.

“Kill!”

In an instant, the throne was completely fused with the beast god and turned into a bone monster.

That white bone monster is taller than the surrounding mountains, like a beast but not a beast, like a human but not a human, with countless 100-meter-long white bone claws on its body, and countless sharp bone spurs on its back.

The surface of this huge bone monster is covered with a layer of red flesh and blood in many places, which looks particularly ferocious and terrifying.

“The real body of the beast god! Good good!” Wang Meng was overjoyed.

Of course, what surprised Wang Meng the most was seeing this monster’s arrogance, which was the most perfect soul.

After the huge white bone monster appeared, bone spurs dozens of meters long flew out from his back immediately, shooting towards Wang Meng like covering the heavens, shielding the sun. Horrible screams.

The colorful sword qi in the air was directly smashed by the giant white bone claws!

The Immortal Beheading Sword itself is a fierce sword, and it is difficult for ordinary people to control it, but Wang Meng cultivation base can easily control it.

And with the blessing of Immortal Beheading Sword Formation, this Immortal Beheading Sword burst out with the most shocking power in Wang Meng’s hands.

But at this moment, countless cracks appeared on the surface of the ancient sword of Zhuxian, and strands of extremely bright blood light shot out from the cracks like countless scarlet lasers.

A trace of icy cold bloody murderous intention permeates Heaven and Earth.

It seems that there is an ominous beast that has been dormant for countless years and suddenly wakes up.

At this moment, the whole piece of Heaven and Earth turned into a scarlet, and countless blood-colored dark clouds emerged above the sky. This is simply the most terrifying and bloody Slaughter Sword in the world.

Wang Meng waved the ancient sword of Zhuxian, slashed down at the beast god, turned into a real beast god, and instantly turned into a blood mist, without even the slightest struggle.

After the beast god was slashed into a blood mist by Wang Meng with a sword, he left behind a mass of fist-sized and extremely ferocious aura.

That mass is extremely ferocious, bright red and dripping, like blood, but it is obviously not blood, there is no smell of blood, but it is filled with a trace of terror that makes people have one’s hair stand on end murderous intention.

Wang Meng’s eyes shined, and he immediately put away this group of fierceness and stored it in the Dragon Cauldron.

In the original book, it is said that the beast god was created by the witch Linglong who gathered Heaven and Earth to find the secret of longevity.

That is, the spirit of anger in the formation that Wang Meng needs.

“Next is the soul of Asura!” Wang Meng secretly said in one’s heart.

His Executing Immortal Array has the most vicious aura in the world, plus the evil spirits of Asura hell, murderous aura, is the real Execution Immortal Array.

…

Days later, deep in the Hundred Thousand Great Mountains.

He has already controlled Asura, but this Asura is not perfect and needs to be refined, and the “Four Spirits Blood Array” contained in Dragon Cauldron needs three conditions for sacrificial refining to succeed:

1. It is necessary to capture the four alien beasts, Kui Ox, Yellow Bird, Torch Dragon and Taotie, and imprison the four alien beasts in the Dragon Cauldron.

2. The undo seal is required for the ancient forbidden law Qiankun lock of Dragon Cauldron.

These three conditions are now satisfied by Wang Meng.

Because of the previous battle, countless cultivators knew that the Hundred Thousand Great Mountains must have undergone major changes, but no one dared to investigate.

These days, the blood energy of the Hundred Thousand Great Mountains is rising, and it is Wang Meng who is strangling those monster beasts.

These monster beasts can’t pose any threat to him even when the beast god is there, let alone now.

These monster beasts want to avenge the beast gods, or die for them, and Wang Meng also fulfills them.

In the Southern Border, there are endless orcs as far as the eye can see. These beasts and monsters attacked from the bottom of the mountain, and the huge torrent formed by countless beasts and monsters swept up like thunder and rage.

This is the cultivator’s most terrifying beast tide. With a wave of Wang Meng’s hand, countless fiendish qi attacked from the ground and gradually formed a prison.

Facing the wall of light with terrifying murderous intentions all around, monster beast seemed to ignore the pain and fear, and slammed into it fiercely with his flesh and blood.

For a moment, the cold light trembled, and the strange light flashed, and the terrifying sound spread across Heaven and Earth like a dense rain, piercing into the depths of my heart.

The hundreds of beasts and monsters in the lead were instantly twisted into broken flesh by the icy light.

The entire Southern Border seems to be a hell Asura field. Wang Meng showed no mercy, and the monster beast was surrounded and swallowed by the big array.

The blood energy and suffocation of these monster beasts are just right to be used to make a great formation.

 …

A few days later, in a huge blood pool, the blood water was boiling continuously, and above the blood pool, the Dragon Cauldron was suspended in the air, and the cauldron above the cauldron. Those mysterious inscriptions are already shining, and the strange demon head carved on the front of Dragon Cauldron has completely turned blood red, and there is a strange power hovering on it.

An invisible but incomparable gigantic force has awakened from the dark, growing little by little, peeping over this world.

The crimson rays of light shone as if they had a special frequency, like a weird gasp, and the blood-red eyes of a demonic face on Dragon Cauldron flickered.

The different light in midair seems to be even more intense.

Suddenly, the blood-red light on the Dragon Cauldron swayed for a while, as if it was stimulated by something, an invisible sound wave whistled like a raging wave, resounding through Heaven and Earth.

“bang!”

A grand and evil will suddenly awakened from the Dragon Cauldron, and a scary blood-colored illusory shadow with a ghost face appeared above the Dragon Cauldron.

The blood in the blood pool was instantly drained by the bloody illusory shadow, and even the four struggling beasts turned into mummified corpses in an instant.

The blood-colored illusory shadow opened a pair of blood-like eyes in vain, and glanced coldly at the world, the boundless blood.

Seeing the appearance of the Asura illusory shadow, Wang Meng’s eyes shone, without saying a word, he flew straight up, turned into a black hole, enveloped the Asura illusory shadow, incorporated it into his own formation, absorbed One of the evil spirits, murderous aura.

Continuously refining the power of it!

After a long time, the Dragon Cauldron floated in the air, and the Immortal Beheading Sword was constantly absorbing the suffocating and evil spirits, and the new Executing Immortal Array was constantly being nurtured.

Wang Meng was somewhat satisfied with nodded: “Yes, this Dragon Cauldron is my formation eye, formation diagram, with Immortal Beheading Sword, kill Divine Immortal!”

“But , this Immortal Beheading Sword only has one handle.” Thinking in his mind, Wang Meng looked towards the Divine Wood beside him, Divine Wood is a good material for refining, and combined with some priceless and unique rare treasures in the world of Zhuxian, to create Being the prototype of Immortal Beheading Four Swords is enough!

……

Burning Incense Valley, the eight fierce mysterious fire arrays contained in Burning Incense Valley, its formidable power is comparable to Azure Cloud Sect Immortal Beheading Sword Formation, Ghost King Sect Four Spirit Blood The array, known as… the only weapon that can kill the beast god.

However, this time, with the start of the five-volume Heavenly Book, Wang Meng at this time was not at all unfamiliar with the big formation.

What he is looking for is the priceless and unique rare treasures of the Burning Incense Valley, not just the Burning Incense Valley, but also the rest of the sectors. Don’t be in a hurry to come one by one.

Wang Meng decided to sack the world to create Immortal Beheading Four Swords.

Wang Meng stood on the top of the mountain and looked at Burning Incense Valley in the distance, but in the dark, the gate of Burning Incense Valley was still brightly lit, and a pair of Burning Incense Valley Disciple held torches , patrolling back and forth, and the guard is quite strict.

However, facing the heavily guarded Burning Incense Valley, Wang Meng just gently shook the head, not paying attention at all.

The Burning Incense Valley is known as the pillar of the world’s righteous path. Although it is usually low-key, it is a Great Sect that has prospered for eight hundred years, occupying enormous land.

A dozen paths, large or small, connected to each other, spread out like a human bloodline, deep into the darkness of the Burning Incense Valley. On both sides of the road are the residences of common disciples, or the tall and majestic palaces. Among these buildings, there are mostly flowers, plants and trees, including Azure Bamboo, and also bright and magnificent peony and peony. The surrounding halls are integrated, each with its own flavor.

If it was anyone else, it would take a lot of effort to find the target in these dozen or so labyrinth-like trails. But for Wang Meng, it was extremely simple.

He stood still on the road, and everything in the radius of several li was all within the perception of his soul.

Next moment, Wang Meng disappeared.

Immediately afterwards, he appeared on a trail.

The trail is quiet and very secluded. On both sides of the road, there are trees, flowers and plants, and the night wind blows, and under the brilliance of the moon in the sky, the shadows of the trees swirling, looking like some kind of monster dancing, revealing a bit of strangeness.

In front of Wang Meng, there is a white square stone tablet with two lines of eight characters engraved on it: “Xuanhuo, Disciple stops!”

As far as the eye can see, a circle The altar stands in the middle of the clearing, and the bottom is hollowed out. Thirteen huge stone pillars made of White Jade Stone support the altar. There are twelve pillars on the edge, each of which is as thick as two people clasping together, and the largest one in the middle is as thick as five or six people clasping together.

Above the altar, all the buildings are made of strange red stone, such as steps and railings. In the center of the altar is a majestic and huge hall, in the shape of a pagoda, with three floors, each high. One layer is about half smaller than the next layer. However, each layer is as high as several dozen feet. From a distance, this altar looks like a huge flame, piercing the sky.

Wang Meng stands under this altar, almost like a trivial ant, extremely small.

The Xuanhuo altar has thirty sixth rank every turn, a total of three rounds, a total of 100 Eighth Rank, Wang Meng climbed up and went to investigate, and looked around, but when he saw the center of the Xuanhuo altar, he was shocked. There is a tall palace, made of red stone of the same material, very much like a huge flaming flame.

Wang Meng moved in his heart and lifted it slightly. After a while, the hot air flow overflowed from the red flame in the center, and the eight evil Divine Stones surrounding the flame lit up at the same time. In the entire space, when the eighth Divine Stone was lit up, the desolate whistling in the great hall gradually turned into a mournful wailing, filling the entire space. I don’t know when it started, but a fiery wind was blowing in the great hall.

As the eighth Divine Stone lit up, in just an instant, the fierce god turned into a red light circle, quickly moved towards the dome and flew towards the dome, and even the wind with the great hall mountain became more and more rapid.

The strange atmosphere in the air is getting heavier and heavier, the rushing and sharp wind sound seems to be mixed with the evil spirits grinning, just like the legendary Nine Nether evil spirits came to the world, the simple red slate surrounds the red light , the faster and faster, the red rays of light poured down like a torrential rain, like the blood rain in hell, the space was actually sealed.

At this moment, the red light rain stopped suddenly, the red aperture stopped rotating, the next moment was above this group of red rays of light, the huge slate was suddenly moved away, and the flame Totem moved towards the surrounding Dispersed, in the bloody red light, two dazzling flames suddenly lit up.

“Roar…” A shocking beast roar sounded, and a low roar came from above. In an instant, the entire great hall seemed to tremble, and all the fierce gods seemed to roar together.

The huge body carried an incredible high temperature, and the whole body was like a burning flame, and a giant beast plunged straight down from the top.

Faced with such a giant beast, Wang Meng suddenly smiled, stretched out his hand and grabbed something into his hand.

It is the Xuanhuojian!

Holding this thing in his hand, Wang Meng sighed: “It’s a good treasure, it just happens to be refining with me to make a fire.”

Obtaining this treasure, no After a while, I saw the huge altar in front of me, which contained countless treasured materials.

Wang Meng smiled slightly: “I have a fate.”

He waved his hand lightly, just for a moment, the altar was completely disappeared.

After a long time, there was an uproar in the sect, and countless Disciples were dispatched to investigate the thieves who stole the treasure.

They weren’t the only ones, and in the days that followed, all the sects in the Zhuxian world suffered from thefts.

Countless treasures disappeared, and some ancient attics and pavilions built with precious materials were also swept away.

Wang Meng didn’t show the slightest bit about stealing other people’s things to avoid trouble.

With his cultivation realm, he doesn’t want people to find out that it is really not difficult in this Zhuxian world.

Back at Southern Border, Wang Meng went to the last location – Goddess Linglong lineage.

This lineage speaking of which is very similar to the Nuwa lineage of the Xianjian series, whether it is the address or the style of the accident.

Wang Meng is in front of the murals, and the Barbarian Race people around him explain to him.

The local great wizard looked at the murderer in front of him, and his emotions were very complicated. The other party strangled the beast god and the monster beast in this mountain, and he could be regarded as their benefactor.

But thinking of the pictures of the other party slaughtering the beast tide alone, the great wizard felt a little terrified, and was afraid that he would offend this person and bring disaster to his own tribe.

He can only hope that the other party will leave soon.

Soon, under the narration of the great wizard, Wang Meng heard a very legendary ancient story.

A story similar to the creator of Nuwa, who left behind a daughter to survive with the rest of the Barbarian Race. The Goddess in the story is the first generation of Linglong, who is the creator of the beast god.

Like a Nuwa descendant, Goddess Linglong died for the sake of the world.

(End of this chapter)