My Attributes Cultivation Life

Chapter 614: 614 Decisive Battle II

Zhang Rongfang remained silent.

He looked around, blood had filled the entire cave and spread.

All the stone men were eroded by the blood and water, emitting white smoke, smashed and fell down.

At his level, after the blood summoning ability is deployed, it can endlessly transform the surrounding world's essence into blood.

In fact, he doesn't know what the essence of heaven and earth is. Anyway, it is the instinctive ability of the blood vessels in his body. He can bleed as long as he calls out in his heart.

The ability is very convenient and practical.

Moreover, this blood is not the blood essence of his ancestor, but it also has the effect of eroding and resisting the spirit lines of gods and Buddhas.

"Qian Kun." Yue Dewen blocked the blood in his nostrils with a ball of paper he found somewhere. Then press the acupoints hard to try to stop the bleeding.

"You are already very strong." He sighed. "At this age, as you said, no one is stronger than you."

"Whether it is talent, strength, or heart, you are the strongest person I have ever seen except me." He sighed, "But"

He knew that Zhang Rongfang was already very strong and excellent.

In other words, it has far exceeded his imagination.

But it's a pity that time waits for no one. In today's era and the current situation, there is no more time for him to continue to grow.

"That guy said he was waiting for me in Dadu." Zhang Rongfang said suddenly. "Although you have said a lot, old man, you describe how strong, powerful, and irresistible he is.

But no matter how great the reputation is, you have to really try it out. "

"Rongfang you..." Yue Dewen still wanted to speak.

"Let's not talk about Lao Yue, you have blown him to perfection, he is the only one in the world, he was invincible hundreds of years ago, he is already the pinnacle of all warriors.

If I don't go and have a look, wouldn't it be a waste of all your lamenting and bragging just now? "

Zhang Rongfang smiled.

"Since he has so many titles, he is still recognized as the strongest in the world, even you are ashamed. Then, if I kill him, all the titles and fame will be mine?"

"When did I say that I'm not as good as him??" Yue Dewen said angrily, "I wouldn't dare to make a casual move! Otherwise."

"Okay, okay, you are strong enough, you are still number one in the world." Zhang Rongfang said perfunctorily.

"Let's go! Go save people first!" Yue Dewen was so blocked that he was furious, and he picked up two stone statues and walked towards the crack outside.

Zhang Rongfang followed behind, the wings on the back quickly contracted, pressed against the skin, wriggled and folded, and disappeared.

From the outside, his back is slightly stronger than the average person, other than that, there is no difference.

'Are you really going? mostly? ’ Bai Lin still asked in his mind.

‘Whether to go or not, there is actually only one result. isn't it? ’ Zhang Rongfang asked back.

'Your master is right. Although your martial arts have made another breakthrough, Saint Xun is different. ’ Bai Lin said in a deep voice.

'What's different? '

‘Do you know that projection possession is basically the ability of gods and Buddhas.

Moreover, I observed the strength of his increase after possessing the body just now. With that kind of strength, even many powerful Myojin cannot reach that level.

He has gone far beyond the scope of human beings and has reached another realm. ’ Whitescale explained.

Zhang Rongfang fell silent.

'This is the way of the world. Either, you will be a dust, inconspicuous, and no one will know you, or you will deliberately come here to provoke you.

Or, you are the kind of person that others know and dare not provoke.

The former, with a slight gust of stronger wind, may be blown down and disappear.

And the latter, you need to pay too much.’

There was emotion in his tone, but there was a hint of expectation in his eyes.

The complete body of the ancestor of the blood race is another form separate from the two forms of the blood lotus, the final form, and the final form.

To be precise, this is his real body at this time. But now, the state of restraining his wings has become his deliberately disguised appearance.

Therefore... he can still unfold the blood lotus and start the final form in the complete state of the ancestor of the blood race.

But these all take a little time to adjust to the best.

After all, the body structure has changed drastically, and many martial arts moves need to be optimized and adapted.

That is to say, he was impatient before, so he rushed over here in a hurry after breaking through.

And now, with free time, he can finally adjust his martial arts before heading to the capital.

Sheng Xun is really strong, just a projection almost killed Lao Yue.

But why did he try his best?

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Near Dadu, in an unnamed barren mountain.

In the area near the top of the mountain where the weeds were overgrown and the ground was full of fallen leaves, a sudden vibration spread from the air.

A little blue light slowly exploded from hundreds of meters above the sky.

The blue light turned into a blue ring, slowly scattered from top to bottom.

Where the circle passed, a huge dark blue temple gradually emerged.

The entire temple is composed of countless blue crystals, and the wall tiles are all translucent crystal materials.

From a distance, the temple looks more like a mountain, above the sharp top, there are subtle blue light spots floating upwards, transpiring.

The width of hundreds of meters occupies almost all the top area of ​​this barren mountain.

There was a rumbling door opening.

The temple door slowly opened outwards. A piece of bright blue crystal floor tiles was exposed inside.

A golden aisle like a dragon's spine, extending from the gate to the huge stone chair at the end.

Slowly, a tall figure walked in through the door, holding a platinum scepter that was higher than his head, and walked step by step to the seat at the end.

Enter as the figure moves forward.

A large number of translucent figures began to appear on the surface of the surrounding zenith, walls, the ground on both sides of the very golden aisle, and the pillars supporting each other.

Their faces are distorted, some are pious, some are disgusted, some are angry and some are joyful.

All the empty figures are babbling at the people who come in.

The rustling voice kept echoing in the temple. It seemed that countless people were whispering.

The dense sights and gazes seem to gather on the tall figure.

But the figure didn't care at all, still walking forward with the scepter step by step.

He was wearing a blue-gold robe and a pure gold feather pattern spiritual crown.

The so-called spiritual crown is similar to a crown, but in the center is inlaid with a blue gem representing the eye of the sky.

The material of this kind of spiritual crown is generally made of feathers and gold thread.

The figure quickly walked to the throne at the end, turned around and sat down. Showing an old wrinkled face.

It was the leader of the three giants of Ling Feitian who was still fighting with Zhang Rongfang's master and apprentice before-Sheng Xun.

"You're back? How about Shengwu?" On the side of the temple below, a burly man in a blue scarf and long robe suddenly appeared, stood on the golden aisle, and bowed his head to salute.

This person just went to the Confucian gods and herdsmen.

"Sheng Wu has fallen." Sheng Xun said calmly. "The person who killed her was the master and apprentice of Yue Dewen, a Daoist sect."

Shen Mu frowned and fell silent for a while.

"Master and apprentice Yue Dewen? Will it affect the overall situation?"

Sheng Xun closed his eyes slightly.

"It's not enough. Yue Dewen only has the power of one blow, although it is strong, it cannot be controlled precisely.

As for the others, although his apprentice tried his best to defeat my projection, but judging from its level, it is far from reaching the gap between god and man.

Only at that level, just stronger than other top spiritual generals, it is impossible to break through the point of qualitative change and interfere with the overall situation. "

Shen Mu nodded.

"That's good. Shengwu opened the first stage, and she attracted attention. Everything went well here, and I have successfully completed the second stage.

Next, there is the Holy Spirit Palace. "

"Have the Spirit Guards been activated?" the Saint Patrol asked in a deep voice.

"Yes, my lord. The Black Spirit Guard, Tadora, Antlers, Gray Wolf, and the four legions have all fully awakened." Shen Mu replied respectfully.

"That's good." Sheng Xun sighed softly, "Where is my Emperor Kun? Where is it now?"

"It has been taken away by the anti-time society, and its whereabouts are unknown. However, these little mice seem to have made a big move, and the tails of the mice must be exposed soon." Shen Mu replied.

"Then, I will leave this place to you." Sheng Xun said in a deep voice.

Holding the scepter in his hand, he lightly beat the ground.

despair.

There was a soft sound.

He and the scepter instantly turned into a black line, dissipated and faded.

Shen Mu raised his head, turned around and walked out of the temple, standing on the steps in front of the door, he suddenly stretched out his right hand and raised it up.

"I shepherd the spirits of all beings and punish chaos on behalf of the heavens!"

hiss!

A blue-gold ball of light suddenly lit up from his hand, then spread rapidly and exploded.

In an instant, countless dense blue-gold light beams, like ribbons or shooting stars, flew towards the distance.

Blue meteors crashed into the ground around the barren mountain at high speed.

The ground shook.

Pieces of soil were slowly arched, bulged, and scattered.

puff.

Huge black behemoths broke out from the ground.

They are still humanoid, their skin has a moss-like texture, and the overall color is black and blue.

From a distance, these giant beasts look like bald giants with big bellies, holding giant maces in their hands, and their abdomens are full of layers of fat.

They also have messy, bony spur-like raised points on their backs.

Its head is small compared to its body of more than ten meters, and it has no eyes, only two nostrils and a big mouth full of sawtooth.

"Go, my dearest Tadora." A kind smile appeared on Shen Mu's face. "To remove the weeds from the earth and make the world clean."

As soon as he looked at it, hundreds of gigantic beasts densely packed under the mountain made hoarse roars at the same time.

As if answering his whisper.

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Underground of Yuxu Palace.

On the edge of the big crack, Zhang Rongfang grabbed Ke Xiwo and Taoist Qing Yi by their hair, and hung them in the air.

Supporting Yue Dewen with the other hand, he flapped his wings and flew gently to the ground.

Just came up, and the surrounding ground was a mess.

The sea of ​​trees has long since disappeared, and there are deep cracks everywhere on the ground.

There are clusters of trees in the east and clusters in the west, scattered and pitiful.

A distant breeze blows, bringing a strong smell of blood.

Zhang Rongfang looked up at the stone pillars around him in the distance.

The surface of the stone pillar is full of holes, full of traces of the aftermath of the battle.

Many buildings on the top were also damaged.

Not a single human figure could be seen.

"The people from the Twelve Palaces, as well as the people from the Sensing Gate, were all brought here by me. It's just that there were too many stone men before." Yue Dewen sighed. "Go, go to the Tianmen to have a look."

"Okay." Zhang Rongfang nodded, flapped his wings, and accelerated towards the distance.

Just flying all the way, corpses and broken stone men gradually began to appear scattered below.

Corpses lay in disorder, lying on the ground between the cracks, long gone.

Blood stained what remained of the dirt woodland. Added a trace of tragedy to the entire Yuxu Palace.

Soon, Zhang Rongfang flew to the entrance and exit of Tianmen.

Up and down the cliff, it was full of corpses and fragments of stone figures.

At this time, more than a dozen people were checking the corpses, looking for survivors who were still alive.

Among them, an old man with a height of three meters is the most conspicuous.

Zhang Rongfang recognized at a glance that it was Shangguan Feihe, the head of the Twelve Palace Masters.