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But upon closer inspection, it was found that it was just a kind of terrible wood, and someone recognized that it was a kind of divine wood mastered by the underworld.

"Pluto Phoenix Bloodwood."

Everyone's hearts throbbed. This kind of sacred tree is a kind of supreme shackle for the Yin spirits. As long as they are trapped in it, it will be difficult to escape.

According to legend, this is a kind of strange tree grown from the seed of death condensed after the immortal died and turned into a ghost, and then watered by the blood of the phoenix.

It has a great history, there is only one plant in the world, there will be no second plant, just like elixir, each plant is unique.

This kind of phoenix blood wood has been handed down before. It is said that it can refine all kinds of evil weapons. It is very terrifying and left indelible pain to the gods of the past.

The iron chains in the cage ding-dong, hit the Minghuang Bloodwood, sending out a series of sparks, which shows how strong it is, and it is difficult to damage it even with a magic weapon.

Among them was an old man with disheveled white hair, heavy shackles on his hands and feet, connected to the Minghuang bloodwood cage, and many needles pierced on his body.

The divine needles are not other things, but are cut from the blood wood of the Phoenix, and they are more than half a foot long, all of which are deeply pierced into this person's body. This is a kind of restraint, which can ensure that he cannot break free and make trouble.

Who is this guy?Everyone is guessing that the prisoner who can be mobilized by the underworld and escorted by so many troops must have a great history.

Moreover, since the underworld has let it go, they must have great confidence in killing Ye Tong and others with this person.

Everyone knows that the underworld collects the strongest corpses in the history of the ages, and this person is treated like this. Perhaps his status is extremely against the sky, and he is a famous and unrivaled figure in the history of cultivation.

"Zhannu, kill him!" Guishuai shouted.He held a magic weapon in his hand, shining like a compass, he turned it lightly, and all the magic needles on the white-haired man in the cage jumped out and sank into the compass.

Click!

The iron chains on Zhan Nu's body broke a little, and a strong breath rushed out like a sea of ​​stars boiling, shaking the starry sky, and everyone was throbbing.

No one expected him to be so powerful, and just after the seal was released, there was such a mighty aura. This was not the fluctuation of laws, but the release of a kind of original force of the physical body.

Overwhelming, like a stormy wave, the sages in the distance were blown away, unable to approach, this is a kind of great power.

"Crash!"

His hands and feet were still wearing shackles, which had never been truly opened, and were extremely heavy, but the part connected to the cage had been broken.

This person stood up, his figure was very tall, he walked out of the cage, his white hair was scattered, standing like a monument in the starry sky, with an immortal aura.

"Ow..."

Suddenly, he looked up to the sky and screamed, his white hair fluttering in a mess, revealing his true face, and in the process, he did not know how many sages spurted blood, and their bodies shook violently.

They have retreated far enough, but they are still affected. Everyone is shocked. The origin and strength of this person may be more terrifying than they imagined.

His snow-white face is full of wrinkles, but he can see his outline in the past, fortitude, indifference, conceit, and extraordinary!

When he was young, he was a tall and heroic man, even when he got old, his majestic appearance remained unchanged.

"An ancient corpse that has not been fully awakened, its blood has never decayed, it is so weird, how did it survive?" Everyone was surprised.

There was blood mist and haze in the eyes of the tall old man, not very clear, more like blood and electricity intertwined, chaotic, manic, with an aura of annihilation.

The compass in Guishuai's hand was shining brightly, and he shouted: "Kill him!" After that, he disappeared from where he was.

Everyone was moved. No one could tell how strong this white-haired ancient man was, and he couldn't see through it at all!

There is no mana fluctuation, only the most essential physical source power, just like Ye Fan back then, relying on this instinct to fight the heroes of this life.

Boom!

He stepped forward, the universe was crushed, and the stars in all directions trembled. He stared at Xiaosong and walked forward.

"Young man, hurry up. This person is obviously stronger than your cultivation base. He is probably from the former supreme bloodline. He has already achieved great success and reached the pinnacle!" someone shouted from behind.

Many people have a good impression of this shy and shy young man, and they can't bear him to have an accident, so they try to persuade him.

Xiao Song didn't back down, a sage of light appeared between his brows, and a treasure wheel appeared, shining a world-shattering light, and whispered in his mouth: "Uncle, what's wrong with you? Wake up quickly."

Quite a few people showed suspicion. It was like a special secret technique that could stir up people's souls. Many people felt that their souls were about to leave their bodies.

Everyone in the underworld was stunned, and then showed surprise. This young man is so extraordinary, what kind of scripture secret technique does he master?

Everyone couldn't help looking at his Taoist pagoda. At this time, the fifth floor was particularly bright, flowing with fairy light and blooming with auspicious colors. There was a person sitting cross-legged chanting sutras, blessing Xiaosong's body, making the gap between his eyebrows The treasure wheel in front of it became more blazing, and there were bursts of dragon chant.

"This is... the dragon chant of Emperor Fuxi!"

Guishuai was shocked, he couldn't believe all this, his face was a little pale, this had a huge impact on the ancient corpse, especially for this kind of war slave who was about to awaken and was ignorant, it was like a bright light guiding him.

Everyone is shocked.

Some powerful monks looked at the Purple Gold Pagoda with fiery eyes. This is really something against the sky, and they have written down more than a simple volume of scriptures.

The fifth floor of the pagoda glows, with scriptures shining, densely covering the void, while the other eight floors also have phantoms sitting cross-legged, presumably they are all broken scriptures.

Where did this little guy come from, what historical sites he had been to, and he obtained so many scriptures by relying on this psychic pagoda, which is really amazing.

boom!

The white-haired old man rushed forward, and every step he took, the sky collapsed, opening endless gaps, like a god descending from the world, nothing in this world can stop him.

"Uncle, wake up soon." Xiaosong's childish voice echoed, the treasure wheel between his eyebrows became more radiant, and the fifth floor of the Zijin Dao Pagoda connected with him, and the falling light beams turned into stream-like clouds, making him The eyebrows are more gorgeous.

The blood in the old man's eyes faded a bit, his footsteps slowed down, his face was a little dazed, showing a ray of doubt, and then he couldn't help but roared again.

The pagoda felt something, and all nine floors were burning at the same time, and the purple air was transpiring. It was trembling, whining, and calling, and it had an inexplicable connection with the old man in front of it.

"My tower!"

Suddenly, the old man uttered these three words. Although he couldn't speak clearly, he was still heard.

Everyone couldn't help being terrified, even all the yin soldiers and yin generals felt that something was wrong, like the tide was receding, who is this person?

Xiaosong recited scriptures, chanted dragons, and chanted Buddhist chanting. The ancient pagodas were all lit up, and he awakened the old man with a variety of amazing supernatural powers.

There is no murderous look, no sharpness, only a pure heart, full of sincerity, and the pure and flawless mood spreads like spring rain moistening things silently.

A little bit of light and rain fell into the old man's head, dissipating his irritability and hostility, and gradually restored his calm.

"Fighting alone in the world, a hero lives his life, I lost..."

There was confusion and relief in his eyes, it was very complicated, and he calmed down for a short time.

These words are not many, but they are enough to make people think. One of the old sages screamed and said: "I know who he is, and he is the only one who can be so powerful. He is lonely and proud!"

As soon as the words came out, there was a sensation here.

Many people know this name. It was once famous in the universe and has achieved a great reputation. There is only one defeat in this life, but it is not ashamed.