Waste Strong Foundation

The people drinking porridge under the altar shouted.

The orange-red flames were like shooting stars, three or five of them approached, and with the crowd stretching their necks to watch the excitement, they slid from a height and fell into the hands of others.

The priest in charge of distributing the food put a wooden spoon on the edge of the pottery tripod, and the people who lined up to receive the porridge turned their heads tacitly when they saw this.

Thousands of pairs of black eyes stared at the little god captured by the formation.

They are relatives of Danzhu, and they were implicated and exiled. If all the gods in the world are on Shun's side, why not kill the gods!

"Kill...kill it!"

"Kill! The horse head...it's a mountain god! Kill! Wings...kill!"

No matter how absurd it is, no one will seriously object to it if it is done more than twice.

Before Yuanyuan understood the situation, the wings on her back stretched and swelled, making the two blue claws on her chest weak and pitiful.

Mountain gods are most sensitive to geographical changes.Realizing that he was thousands of miles away, Xiao Ma stood up in horror and looked at the faces below the stage.

Fei Mingqiu's eyebrows twitched, and he grabbed Shang Yuan's hand and walked towards the dark place, thinking that he must never——

Pony: "You're here too!"

In just four words, the syllables are short and powerful, piercing through the night fog and shattering the blind spot of consciousness under the influence of one thought.

What?Have acquaintances?

Yuanyuan hurriedly got up, staggered two steps and then fell to her knees, realizing that she seemed unable to use supernatural powers, she said urgently:

"Shenjun, you are here too! Where is this?"

One thought is completely useless.

Facing thousands of pairs of undisguised indifference and fanatic eyes, Fei Mingqiu clicked his tongue.

Next up!

The crimson eyes rushed into his mind and deprived him of his normal vision, and the pungent pain spread from his forehead to the bridge of his nose and behind his ears.

The murderous intent of unknown origin cannot be discussed in detail.

Noisy rain.Absolutely silent night.

The conversations of musicians, priests, and guards suddenly disappeared, and the torches in the hands of the people were also inexplicably extinguished.

Boom, boom, boom.Fei Mingqiu counted his heartbeats patiently, the rainwater moistened his cheeks and chin along his eye sockets, the moment he raised his hand to wipe it off!

Blazing scarlet tongues of flame suddenly appeared, barely burning his fingertips.

so close--

The ground cracked, and the rock that the slaves moved to pave the way turned into a scaled boa constrictor, quickly biting off the hem of the ghost mother's skirt.

The ghost mother's soul hadn't recovered yet, and everyone was severely injured one after another, and was unresponsive for a while. When he recovered, he cursed: "You bastard!"

She has no sympathy for mortals, so she doesn't care whether Zhulong's punishment book will run away because of this, and she will kill people when her face is black.

Shang Yuan shouted at her: "Don't move!"

The ghost mother has an unstable temperament, how could she listen to Shang Yuan!

At this time, her eyes were cracked, the ghost door opened behind her, and her black hair changed into a black tiger mask with the wind, which stuck to her ears and covered her oval face.

Sensing Di Jun's breath, the punishment book flipped the pages, and it floated out from Fei Mingqiu's trousers pocket.

Fei Mingqiu pressed it tightly to his waist, and while he still had his divine power, he used every thought to contact the players who were capturing the six tribes.

The captain of the player team opened the game panel to receive the time-limited task, and commanded the team to enter the city according to the plan agreed by the team members in the afternoon.

That box was an orderly 500-man team battle.

The room was full of smoke and dust, and Danzhu's tall figure slowly appeared in the dust mist, the red-haired golden crown was still dazzling.

Countless spirits and mountain gods fed his decayed body, making him the closest to a god among thousands of mortals.

So what if his father Yao took away all the supernatural powers he practiced from dawn to dusk when he was young?

What God can give him, talent, power... He not only snatched back one by one, but more and more, far better than Yu Shi!

Ten rounds of suns fell in the East China Sea at dusk, and the flames left in the sky were once ownerless, but now they lie docilely at his feet for his driving;

The stone python entrenched in the mountain forest hibernates for 300 years, wakes up and makes a fuss in the world and kills creatures but fails. At this time, he is willing to recognize him as his master.

Danzhu gave a sullen look.

The priests guarding the formation immediately pushed Yuanyuan and Xiaoma down, drew their knives and poured wine to bleed.

Dan Zhu looked down at the two young men.

The fire is like a snake, jumping high!Shang Yuan reacted quickly, and grabbed the Yang Qi that was rushing towards him with his bare hands.

He flicked his wrist that was numb from Tianhuo, and looked at Dan Zhu's neckline with an unclear expression, "This kid..."

Fei Mingqiu: "What's wrong with him? Since ancient times, villains have died because of talking too much. It's always been like this. Let's solve it quickly."

Although he is the most useless god in Kunlun, at least he is on the same level as Zhulong or even a senior. It should be no problem for him to frighten the artifact for a few minutes... That is to say, Fei Mingqiu's waist and abdomen have already died in order to hold down the punishment book that was struggling desperately. Nowhere is it good.

The newly squeezed body is estimated to be scrapped.

So Old Phoenix is ​​right.

Avoiding Taishibi's established ending is just his and Shang Yuan's delusion. They want to exchange for a real new life, and there will be hardships.

He hunched over his back and knelt and opened the punishment book, which was becoming more and more irritable. While breathing in, he sang the rhyme of Zhulong's revocation of the punishment.

"Hanshan, Hanshan's feathers, the sun cannot be seen in the overcast.

"Soul stripping and downgrading, hiss, it's not me, it's not my true intention..."

Fei Mingqiu finished reading in one go, but he saw that the penalty book was reluctantly restored to silence under the half-sung chanting, and then ten thousand golden lights shot out.

He was already exhausted, and his abdomen and the inside of his arms were covered with bloodstains from the impact of the artifact.

The next step is to wait for the player to end——

Dan Zhu cast a gloomy and cold gaze, which blazed and dyed Fei Mingqiu's eyelashes, and the beating of his heart stopped suddenly.

He was startled, only to feel that his right wrist was about to be crushed by Shang Yuan, and the next second he hit the angry mother of ghosts, and rolled into the ghost gate together.

The tongue of fire is as bright as blood, and the momentum is violent. It contains the talent of ten round suns to expel the Yin energy of heaven and earth.

Whatever Danzhu's eyes saw, it ignited a cloud of fire.

Of course, the sky fire is not something a mortal body can bear, so his hair fell out quickly, and his forehead and temples were covered with age spots.

It doesn't matter.He has decided to offer Kunlun to his father God Di Jun in exchange for a healthy and young body with the same longevity as the sky.

Floods ravaged Kyushu, and the old noble tribes would eventually be wiped out, and he was the one who finally unified the world.

It is the red-haired and red-eyed prince Danzhu who was born ominous.

The flame lost its target halfway, and swallowed Shang Yuan more quickly.

The people fled everywhere.

Dan Zhu inserted the bronze sword at his waist heavily into the stone python's seven inches, pulled out half of his heart, raised his head to drink blood, and said in a hoarse voice: "Quickly kill!"

The other half of the stone python's heart was still beating vigorously.

kill!kill!kill!

The priests nodded in a daze, and sternly urged the slaves to transport the two stone elk to the altar.

As long as he can contact the father and god who is far away in the realm of the gods, Danzhu can go in and find Kunlun, no matter what a mere ghost mother or a mere ghost mansion.

Seeing that the priest wanted to bleed it, Yuanyuan burst into tears and snot, and cried:

"Bold mortal! You, you dare! My father is Lord Qingyuan of Kunlun... Wuwu God Lord, help me!"

Dan Zhu wiped the snake blood from the corner of his mouth with the palm of his hand, sneered twice, suddenly his hair stood on end, and he turned his head to stare at a silver-red finger bone in the sea of ​​flames.

The yang energy was too strong, and the twelve moons who hid behind the dark clouds and watched the world on behalf of his father Di Jun quietly left.

The sky fire gradually wilted and dissipated, and the remaining flames combed the tiger's tail with a low eyebrow.

Shang Yuan sat on the back of the Enlightened Beast and crushed Tianhuo Kneading Bar, and the skin on his right index finger fell off, revealing the cold mechanical bone.

It was Shang Yuan's body that the lord of Baimin exhausted his life to repair.

Thirty percent of the soul of Emperor Jun hidden in the main body of Baimin mended the real body of Lord Kaiming.

With it came tens of thousands of years of memory.

When he accompanied Fei Mingqiu to find the artifact in the afternoon, he still acted in Shangyuan's way, and only now did he feel a little like a god.

Kunlun, the sacred mountain where the sun and the moon are hidden, is always bright.

The Kaiming Lord guards Kunlun and regards gold as his phase, so he is not afraid of the few fires in the sky.

Shang Yuan patted the top head of the Kaiming Beast, and made a gesture of catching things towards Danzhu.

Danzhu's back felt cold, he raised his hand and called for Shi Mang to die on his behalf, at the same time he shouted violently: "Bring up the mirror!"

The farm official hiding behind the altar tremblingly pulled away the tight hemp rope.

The three sacks sent back to the main city with Fei Mingqiu were kicked to Danzhu's hand one by one by him.

Inside the pouch are three copper mirrors wrapped in ochre-red animal hide.

The front is round, and beside the mirror sits a dragon with a glaring beard.

This is also the artifact that Danzhu stole from Zhulong.

All the gods who are lower than Zhulong's god rank, when the tiger falls in Pingyang and reaches the southern boundary, they will bow down to the ground and let others slaughter them when they see these three mirrors.

The divine power of the bronze mirror is more fierce and domineering than the penalty book.

Before Danzhu couldn't figure out why Shi Ronghe insisted on sending the mirror to the riverside for sacrifice, only now did he realize his intention:

With his mortal body, he can't manipulate the complete artifact, only if the artifact is polluted by the river water, he can barely use it for a quarter of an hour.

Danzhu laughed, his gradually aging face distorted like a little ghost raised by a ghost mother, "I see you, ahem, I see how divine you are!"

Shang Yuan sat motionless.

But when Fei Mingqiu pushed the crazy ghost mother to the ghost gate, he clearly saw Shang Yuan's tight shoulders and neck and dark eyes.

Candle Dragon is the god of creation.

Except for Fuxi and Shennong, a few old acquaintances, no god can overcome the majesty blessed by the three bronze mirrors.

With a muffled grunt, Shang Yuan fell off the Kaiming Beast's back, clenched his fists with both hands and put them under the trembling knees that were about to bend.

Danzhu glanced arrogantly at Fei Mingqiu, drew out his bronze sword and strode towards the enlightened beast, "I remembered, you belong to Kunlun..."

Fei Mingqiu stepped through the gate of hell, and suddenly felt invisible pressure piled on his knees and the back of his neck, forcing him to kneel down and prostrate.

He also refused to kneel, seeing that Shang Yuan seemed to have lost consciousness, he said anxiously: "Shang Yuan! Shang Yuan!"

The golden rope worn on the wrist was nearly broken by the fire just now, when he moved, the Tiger Jade Pendant fell to the ground with a snap and broke into eight petals.

The pendant was polished by the god who squatted on the top of Kunlun Mountain.

Shenjun is the most knowledgeable among the gods. He can read all kinds of books, so how can he not understand love words.

After hearing the case of the Queen Mother of the West, and seeing a naked young man sitting on the top of the mountain reading poems, the god quietly took a handful of evening breeze.

He is a savage beast, "that who", and also a "bandit" who repeatedly modifies the tiger's style to hollow out the soul of the moon.

For him, the days after Kunlun's death were long, frightening, often regretful and angry, and often resentful waiting.

He still has a ray of soul in Kunlun Mountains.

There is no need to restrain the appetite caused by the incompleteness of the mind and soul.

Many thoughts flashed through Shang Yuan's mind.

By the time he realized it, he had already eaten the eight-headed enlightened beast in front of Fei Mingqiu.

To be precise, it is the enlightened beast that returns to the soul of the newborn god and stabilizes the "no-name" power from the gods.

Yuan Yuan opened her eyes wide, "God, God Lord!"

The man who licked the tiger's blood off his fingers stood lazily, not standing upright—it was obvious that he wasn't serious at all.

In his right hand, he casually held a three-foot-long, golden-green knife that shone like the sun and the moon.

This knife has a name, it's called Kunwu.

Fuxi knew its origin best. At that time, the Eighty Great Mountains had not yet been erected. Apart from Kunlun, there was another sacred mountain standing in chaos, that is, Kunwu.

When it comes to killing gods, the enlightened monarch is the most expert.

The author says:

It's too late ==

I hope everyone is safe.