Killing Demons: Upgrading from Calligraphy

Chapter 392 All corpses transform!

In the God Burial Valley, a sudden chill instantly swept through all the human monks and demon cultivators in the valley.

"Ok?"

Waving the purple and gold beads in his hand, he defeated a demon into smoke. Fahai, the monk in white, frowned and turned around.

Just now, a strong uneasiness suddenly appeared in his heart.

"World Honored Ksitigarbha, Prajna Buddha."

While pronouncing the Buddha's name with his mouth, Fa Hai pinched it with one hand, silently deducing the secrets of heaven with the supreme Zen Buddhism, trying to find the source of this uneasiness.

But the confusion had not yet been cleared before his eyes.

Less than a few dozen miles away, the ground was suddenly arched high, and a mottled and dilapidated sacred mausoleum filled with decay and desolation overturned the soil above its head, and strangely reappeared on the land.

The extremely turbulent aura of the gods interrupted Fahai's deduction.

……

But at this moment, Qi Xiu didn't have the energy to pay attention to this.

"You think I don't dare?"

Just when Qi Xiu was observing the stone tablet in front of him that had collapsed and scattered, only half of the base remained.

The weather in God Burial Valley is about to change!

Even if I die, sir will use great means to fish me out of the eternal river of light.

"That is……"

A strange smile slowly appeared on his face.

Above the sky, like a heavenly tapestry, huge whirlpools of colorful colors suddenly emerged, flowing with all kinds of Taoist aggregates.

The dark stone tablet cracked, and the stream of light contained in it flew into the sky, following what the old man with the bone staff just said.

With a flick of his sleeves, a Hunyuan sword light swept the old man with the bone staff into the Hunyuan sword gourd, and Qi Xiu casually sealed the magical broken iron hidden in his body.

Lying flat on the ground, the old man with the bone stick threw away the bone stick that had always been in his hand, and rested his head on the back of his head, looking indifferent.

I have completed what my husband asked me to do.

You, the Taoist, will never be able to defeat Mr.

"just kill me."

The next moment, the devastated and crude mausoleum collapsed suddenly, and a coffin like a coffin made of glazed white jade floated quietly in the air.

The tightly sealed coffin lid was slowly opened by an inexplicable force.

I saw his breath quivering slightly.

The souls who were imprisoned here were laughing wildly at this moment, full of black energy, like the screams of night owls, resounding throughout the world.

Under the inexplicable pull of these huge whirlpools, bright beams of light rose from the depths of the earth like giant dragons, pointing directly at the dazzling sky.

Now the sword flies away.

Sensing the approval coming from the fatal restraint in his body, the old man with the bone stick raised his mouth with a slight arc. His life was guaranteed, and he had nothing to fear at this moment.

Compared to other big monsters.

Now in the entire God Burial Valley, corpses of gods are gradually walking out of their coffins.

Not long after.

A huge [divine disaster] is brewing rapidly.

It seemed like a moment, but it seemed like a long time passed.

That stream of light was the sword used by Li Banxian to suppress the God Burial Valley.

A pair of bare feet stepped out of the coffin, and a corpse with its eyebrows pierced and empty eyes stepped out of the coffin.

Now, the shackles of bondage are broken.

However, what Qi Xiu didn't know was that as early as the moment the sword flew away, countless corpses of gods buried underground in the God Burial Valley had already transformed into corpses at the same time.

Within the pillar of light, the long-dormant divine source was released.

The lids of these coffins all fell down, revealing corpses that had been dead for countless years.

At the same time, throughout the God Burial Valley, countless divine tombs broke through the shackles of the earth.

The monk's robe was raised high, and the purple gold alms bowl held in Fahai's right hand buzzed, with countless Sanskrit Buddha seals appearing on the surface, as if he felt a huge threat.

next moment.

Countless years of suppression and previous massacres have shaped them into the embodiment of resentment and hatred.

……

The old man with the bone staff and the demon Buddha of flesh and blood have the largest volume of broken iron in their bodies. With these two pieces, the original appearance of the broken iron can be roughly seen.

Coffins floating in the air were floating in the air.

The air seemed to be frozen by this scene.

They vowed to cause a catastrophe in this world!

Let the bloody storm wash away the scars of the past and illuminate their return with the flames of revenge.

Forever and ever!

All things!

Your god is coming back!

Looking up at the divine source who was preparing to escape from this world through those huge whirlpools, Qi Xiu's eyes narrowed slightly.

Can't let them out!

Divine source and divine corpse merge into one.

These gods may be able to be resurrected immediately!

In this way, how can I become enlightened!

The battle over the road made Qi Xiu, who had always been cautious, become more domineering and fierce in his heart.

"How dare you, the scum of the old era, clamor for a new job!"

His eyes suddenly erupted with a frightening light, his clothes bulged and made a hunting sound. Qi Xiu suddenly clasped his palms together, and at the back of his spine, a dazzling infinite golden light accompanied by the dragon's roar that penetrated the sky, dominated the four poles. Eight deserts.

"Tie the Dragon! Take them all for me!"

hold head high--

This was the first time that Qi Xiu tried his best to revive the dragon-binding rope.

In an instant, a giant dragon with dazzling golden light roared proudly through the sky like the master of heaven and earth.

This golden dragon has a majestic figure and gleaming dragon scales. Each piece contains endless dragon power. Its power is so strong that it makes the void tremble and fragment.

Above the sky, those originally turbulent and rotating colorful vortexes seemed to be frozen in time under the power of the golden dragon, solidifying in the air, losing their former agility.

Those gods who tried to escape with the help of the whirlpool felt the unrivaled power of the dragon and were all trembling with fear.

Even though they were once gods with endless magical powers.

But facing the Dragon Court Treasure of the True Dragon Clan, he did not dare to show any intention of confrontation.

The golden dragon roared loudly, and its body stretching across the endless mountains and rivers suddenly rolled, and in an instant it locked and tied up all the divine sources in front of it.

"Cough cough..."

Covering his mouth and coughing twice, Qi Xiu printed a bright red ball on his palm.

Before he reached the Taoist realm, he used all his strength to activate the dragon-binding rope that is the most precious treasure of the Dragon Court. If he hadn't cultivated the Hunyuan Ten Thousand Magic Immortal Body, this round of backlash alone would have been enough to make him seriously injured and on the verge of death.

"The progress is going to be accelerated."

The blood on his hands evaporated, Qi Xiu took a step forward, and his figure suddenly turned into countless clouds and mist, then left the space where the source of the gods was sealed, and returned to the endless God Burial Valley.

As soon as he appeared, Qi Xiu's eyes moved. In the distance, a figure covered in blood was struggling to fight a bloody battle with a figure riding a white horse, holding a spear, and with countless thunder flowing around its body.

<divclass="contentadv">As expected, they all turned into corpses.

Qi Xiu's expression darkened when he noticed the extremely strong smell of divine corpse in the void.