Chapter 345 Sacrifice to the Great Sage Feather and Gonghuo of the Spirit Demon Tribe
I have to admit Mr. Dongfang’s scheming! Hit the nail on the head!
But, everyone still can’t understand it.
"Li Guangling?" Miao Sisi frowned and said, "When I came here, I heard about this man. He was good in disguise and had evil methods. However, he was killed by the masters of Shixian Palace. How did he come back from the dead? Come to the Western Regions, disguise yourself as Jiang Yuqing, and provoke the elders of the Earth Immortals?"
"This matter..."
Mr. Dongfang couldn't explain it. Everything was his guess. He just felt that the unknown magical powers of the ancient warriors might be able to avoid being killed by the Shixian Palace.
Zhuang Shisan said in a deep voice: "Brother, you must believe in the ability of Shixian Palace!"
This is related to the majesty of Shixian Palace.
Believing in the ability of Shixian Palace overturns all Mr. Dongfang’s guesses. The person underwater cannot be Jiang Yuqing, otherwise we are too stupid!
Mr. Dongfang sighed leisurely and stopped talking.
Ye Qing suddenly looked at the pool: "That kid has been down there for a while. What exactly does he want to do? How can he resist the three-color demon feathers underwater and resist the fierceness of the ancient warriors who suppressed the last martial arts?"
Yingchun said in a deep voice: "It's better to wait and see. Once he uses unknown If we get the demon feather in a certain way, we will kill it and rob it. If not, we will make other considerations."
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Xin Zhuo is really not feeling well at this time. The gas became more powerful and fierce, and the skin, flesh and bones hurt from the scraping, and my head felt a little dizzy.
Of course he was not crazy and got into the water to swim. He just felt that it was inconvenient to be exposed in front of the crowd, so he got into the water and tried it to see what the feathers of the Peng Clan Great Sage were. , and secondly, will the success rate of taking the opportunity to worship the spirit be higher? If people on both sides come around out of curiosity, it will be more convenient for you to make a fuss.
At this time, a dazzling three-color light was exuding under the center of the lake. The closer we got, the greater the pressure. We had no choice but to stop.
After thinking about it, I summoned the Moon Watching Well. This kind of thing that exists between reality and reality can completely ignore the lake water, and then pour out a pile of well water.
Although the well water is turbid, it seems to be above any water flow in the world and does not blend with the lake water. However, it instantly turns into countless tiny water threads, quickly rushing in all directions, occupying eight parts of the lake water. At the door, the source of spiritual energy, he scanned the entire bottom of the lake with the power of dominating the world.
This was the first time that he saw with his own eyes the overbearing way of worshiping the spirits of Wangyue Jingshui!
This well water is equivalent to a kind of primer, which can instantly analyze all objects in the world, whether people, objects, or luck. It is like a harvester. As long as it can provide the well owner with If you want help, you can try to occupy and sacrifice the spirit!
This is a bit too arrogant!
While I was in a daze, I saw eight well water threads, with an unstoppable force, instantly covering the three-color light at the bottom of the lake.
Xin Zhuo's heart moved, and he immediately looked into the well, only to see a row of words on the surface of the well:
[Sacrifice to the Spirit: Jishui Pond, which contains the twenty-third level feathers of the thousand-year-old demon clan great sage and The martial arts of twenty-five realm warriors in ancient times.
Wu Yun will disappear and cannot be shared!
The demon feather is broken and can be shared for training. It needs to be surrendered!
Sharing: Level C, not surrendered]
Surrendered?
This feather was suppressed by the last martial arts of the twenty-five ancient warriors. I am afraid it is also struggling and needs to wait until noon tomorrow to completely break free!
So, what will happen if I use the sword of the ancient warrior Agou to strike it?
Thinking of this, he took out Agou's knife, flicked it, and went straight to the center of the three-color light!
After a while, Xin Zhuo looked into the well again, with a dazzling light in his eyes. His eyes flickered for a moment, and suddenly he had another idea.
I simply didn’t take the knife and floated lightly to the bottom of the water. I looked around and saw that there was no one on the water. Then I reached the water and scanned both sides. I saw a group of people in the mountain col on the left watching indifferently. On the right Dozens of figures in the forest, wrapped in demonic auras, are also observing.
A smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he suddenly used a mediocre water move that others could not judge, and went straight towards Mr. Dongfang and others under the cover of the water.
Miao Sisi, Ying Chun, and Zhuang Shisan looked at each other in surprise. They felt a little baffled. The three-color demon feathers were still there at the bottom of the pool. What on earth was this kid doing? What do you want to do when you come to our side now?
Then Xin Zhuo arrived in front of him, jumped up with a splash of water, and pointed over: "All the great sages of Great Zhou are too ambitious to take away my demon clan's treasures!" "..."
Miao Sisi and the others' faces were as gloomy as water. They had no idea what kind of madness this kid had. What kind of demon clan are you?
"It's really ridiculous! Die!"
Miao Sisi had murderous intentions for this person during the day. At this moment, he sneered, moved his body, reached the sky above the pond, stretched out his hand and pointed: " The mountains and rivers outside the fog!”
A thick mist three miles wide suddenly descended over the Tanshui River and enveloped Xin Zhuo. Pavilions and pavilions appeared in the mist, and countless figures seemed to be killing Xin Zhuo.
The general trend of the Shinto fog forms a mirage-like killing array, which is enough to trap people to death and torture them alive.
This is the great sage's characteristic martial arts technique that Xin Zhuo has never been able to integrate.
But he had the urge to laugh. Where is this? This is the water surface. Maybe I can’t get down from the ground. Can’t I get down from the water surface?
Plunge headlong into the water, use the power of water, jump over Miao Sisi's martial arts skills, and rush towards the group of demon clan people at high speed. Seeing that they are getting closer, they rush out of the water: "Everyone Help from the same race, the human warriors have a conspiracy!”
The dozen or so young men and women with horns, pointed ears, or weird faces across from him were slightly startled. I wonder what kind of madness this kid has got. Who is your kin? Aren't you human?
However, a group of demon masters are also extremely wary of a group of great human masters on the opposite side. This person is also an enemy of the opposite side, so he must be a friend rather than an enemy. And what he did in the water was too curious.
Immediately, two demon masters jumped into the air, stepping on strange black clouds under their feet. One of them shot out a piece of demon aura and turned into a dragon. He roared "Aww" and tore apart the mist.
One person creates dazzling female fruit shadows. As they dance, he throws out chains, locking the mist.
Xin Zhuo immediately turned around and looked carefully at the methods of humans and demons. He suddenly discovered that the methods of the great human race were to combine the natural power of his own existence into martial arts techniques; Their own brute force and demonic transformation are unique to their tribe's magic!
One uses the power of nature, and the other uses his own power!
In terms of means alone, the Great Master of the human race is stronger!
In terms of physical strength, the demon clan is much higher!
In this kind of gambling, it is difficult to tell who will win or lose!
“Dear demon friends, what do you mean?”
Miao Sisi on the opposite side removed the spell, and Yingchun, Ye Qing, and Zhuang Shisan stepped forward at the same time, facing each other indifferently.
"What do you mean, my friends from the human race?"
A few weird-looking great master-level demon masters here also stepped forward.
The situation was awkward for a time, and no one knew what the other party meant.
So, everyone’s eyes couldn’t help but fall on Xin Zhuo.
A demon youth with a face like a fox, his eyes rolling, asked Xin Zhuo: "If you don't explain clearly, I will be in trouble today!"
Xin Zhuo sighed and lowered his voice: "The masters of the Great Zhou Dynasty on the opposite side have unclear intentions. Not only are they determined to win the three-color demon feather, but they are also afraid that they will be disadvantageous to you all!"
"What do you mean by this?"
" Why don’t we take a step and talk!”
Damn it, I feel like there’s no one left.
(End of this chapter)