Xuanhuan: Me!Start the creation of Tianji Pavilion

"It turned out to be the way inherited from the Immortal King. No wonder I couldn't easily decipher it with my strength. It took millions of years to suppress the power of the curse in the blood."

"However, it is meaningless for you to stop me today. The perfect immortal way of this seat can break through the peak of the real fairy at any time and enter the unknown realm. Maybe you can get a glimpse of the charm of the fairy king."

The Supreme God of the Celestial Race opened his mouth and said, his words were undeniably powerful.

"Is it?"

"Unfortunately, I received a message from a fellow Taoist. It seems that the power of the curse of the true immortal you killed back then appeared again."

"Perhaps, you will be directly cursed to death by the power of the curse today."

Another Chaos Demon God smiled contemptuously.

"Jie Jie Jie Jie..."

"People of the gods, take your life!"

There was a burst of weird laughter within Bai Bing's body, and a strange imprint, which was enlarged like a grimace, suddenly rushed out and moved towards the Supreme God Seal of the Celestial Race.

"Sure enough, it is not extinct!"

"The power of the curse is indeed the most difficult immortal way."

The Supreme God of the Celestial Race's face darkened slightly.

Today, I am afraid it will be difficult to leave here smoothly.

"Well, it's not perfect."

When he opened his mouth, a celestial light shot out from his eyes, as condensed as jade, flawless, like a stream of fine liquid, pouring on this strange mark, trying to erase it.

A piece of pure land country emerges in the fairy light. It can be seen that the monks live and work in peace and contentment, all things live in harmony, and the treasures of heaven and earth are everywhere. It is a perfect and ideal scene.

Wherever it passed, the chaotic gas automatically moved out of the way, the void was pierced through, and the ancient stars lost their light and were eclipsed.

If this blow were to hit a small world, it would be enough to shatter the barriers of the world and sink the entire world.

"Dangdang!"

The sound of gold and iron clattering.

A pair of black sarcophagus rushed out from the mark, the iron chains were in the air, the corpse hair was flying, and the disgusting smell escaped from the gap in the coffin lid.

Yin soldiers loomed, a hundred ghosts walked at night, and countless resentful spirits wailed and wandered around the coffin. Symbols, like tadpoles, spewed out from the coffin, turned into dense grimaces, and flew towards the supreme god of the Celestial Race.

"Woooooooo..."

The ghostly wind blows, making people fall into an ice cave. These talismans are the embodiment of the power of curse. Any one of them has the terrifying power to curse and kill a world. On the body of the Supreme God of the Celestial Race.

The celestial light like fine nectar and jade liquid, and the terrifying curse seal, the two collided violently in one place, and disappeared silently.

The overwhelming curse marks suddenly rendered the fairy light into a pitch-black color, making it full of ominousness and tarnishing it.

The Supreme God of the Celestial Race dodged sideways, and pointed out billions of feet of immortal light to open up a space channel.

The perfect dao rhyme lingered around him, watertight, round and unsolvable, and briefly resisted the curse seal.

"This curse is made with my life. If I don't kill you, it will never stop!"

Terrible demonic sounds came from the black stone coffin. The true immortal who practiced cursed immortality seemed to have never died. He controlled the entire coffin, spit out terrible curse marks, and chased and killed the supreme god of the Celestial Race.

"Boom!"

The coffin shook, breaking the space channel with supreme force, blocking the path of the supreme god of the Celestial race.

"The power of the curse, how could it appear on your body?"

The Supreme God of the Celestial Race frowned and looked back at Bai Bing.

This matter is too strange, and it seems to have something to do with this mysterious force named Tianji Pavilion.

Chapter 182 Self-destruction, perfect fairyland!

Bai Bing was about to explain, when the Supreme God of the Celestial Clan pointed out and pressed it on her forehead, immediately, countless images flew out, it was her recent experience, he savored it carefully, and immediately knew everything.

"Tianji Pavilion."

"A short-lived ghost who cultivates the way of heavenly secrets dares to plot against me, does he really think he is omnipotent!"

The Supreme God of the Celestial Race said coldly.

It turned out that the sacred treasure he was thinking of had already been taken away, and Tianji Pavilion ordered Emperor Samsara and others to complete it. After killing this real immortal who cultivated and cursed the immortal way, he was injured by its power. He wanted to wait until he recovered from his injury. , went to get the sacred treasure, but now it has already been taken one step ahead.

Cursing the Immortal Dao is extremely weird and difficult. Once it is cursed, it will be riddled with bad luck, troubled by natural disasters and man-made disasters. If the strength is weaker, it will die in minutes.

At the beginning, Emperor Samsara and others followed the instructions of the jade tube to take away the sacred treasure in the black stone coffin, but they were protected by the Tianji Pavilion and did not activate the power left by the cursed immortal way, so they returned safely.

When Bai Bing came to rescue the Supreme God of the Celestial Race, he ran into a black stone coffin, but a curse was triggered, and he lurked in his body, went around, and cursed the Supreme God of the Celestial Race.

This day, the supreme god of the protoss lost his treasure and was killed by a curse, so he was very angry at the moment.

"Crash..."

The black sarcophagus is placed above the void, glowing with supreme power, and the corpse's aura is like a sea, flooding the world and trapping all living beings in it.

Five chaotic demon gods at the level of true immortals turned into human forms, and made another move to outline the general trend of the world, throwing out treasures at the level of true immortals, which turned into eyes of the formation, and they were about to rise up to seal the supreme god of the Celestial Race again and wipe them out together Of!

"You ants, when you become an immortal king in this seat, you will refine your Tao and make your body into a doll, and you will never be able to stand up again!"

The Supreme God's face was terribly calm, and he flapped his wings vigorously. His pure white wings moved the world in ten directions in an instant, and the endless divine feathers fell off, turning a radius of ten thousand miles into a fairyland.

"a perfect world!"

He roared loudly, his body glowed with blood, and every drop of blood was enough to penetrate a world. The vast sea of ​​spirit, energy, and spirit rolled like thunder, and merged into the fairyland with a radius of ten thousand miles.

A five-clawed golden dragon flew out of the fairyland. Its body was like gold, and its breath was like the sea. A mouthful of dragon breath rushed out of the black stone coffin hundreds of millions of meters away, causing countless cracks to open on the coffin lid. All dimmed.

A glazed fairy phoenix soars with its head held high, and the divine feathers around it emit intense fairy light. It flies up to the sky in an instant, like a round of brilliant sun, illuminating the five chaotic demon gods at the level of true immortals until their bodies melt. Destroying the immortal way, it collapsed inch by inch.

Kunpeng, Xuangui, Taotie, Suzaku, Golden Crow... countless mythical beasts appeared one after another, and their huge bodies filled the chaotic ocean.

There are also illusory giant shadows, like ancient gods projected here, the aura on their bodies seems to surpass that of real immortals, just standing on the sky, it makes the hearts of the people present tremble with fear.

This is the fantasy of the Immortal King Realm in the hearts of the Supreme Gods of the Celestial Race, and it is manifested in the form of supreme magic at this moment. Although there is no substantial power and power, the breath alone is enough to shock everything.

"He's going to run!"