Chapter 945
After listening to the conversation of Monk Luo immortal sect and showing up on the talisman tablet, Zhao Yu knew it well. The monks who have been spotted along the way are not the monks of Divine Corpse, so where do they come from?
The monks taught by Divine Corpse have a wave every several hundred thousand miles, and they don’t know what to do in the shady area. Now it seems that they are making the final preparations for harvesting the corpses. In this way, Zhao Yu had an idea.
Don’t you teach Divine Corpse to harvest corpses?
I will make you unreapable, depending on whether your Primordial Spirit daoist can come down!
Zhao Yu is unwilling to walk right into a trap. The most correct way is naturally to draw down the Primordial Spirit daoist taught by divine corpse.
If there is an opportunity, hide by the side, wait for the opportunity to give him a look, and the shot will end him. In this way, there is no need to take risks, and the safety is greatly improved.
The fighting method of the monks is not only to fight a word of bravery, but also to fight wit.
Magic power and divine ability are the key, and the wisdom of plot against is not bad either.
The goodness of plot against is that the opponent’s cultivation base surpasses itself, and it is unclear that it will die. I don’t know how to plot against, I’m full of fighting and killing, and I don’t live long.
Zhao Yu has no lingering in his heart, and aura faintly radiates as he walks away. Not long after, a large mountain in the distance appeared in front of his eyes.
This mountain has a hundred 100,000 feet, which is one of the millions of mountains that Zhao Yu passed through when he came. Where this mountain is shady, there are traces of the monks of the Divine Corpse. Not long after this time, the breath was still there, not leaving. Zhao Yu divine sense covers thousands of miles, and before the photos are returned, I have already taken the situation of divine corpse teaching discíple into my heart.
In a deep valley behind the mountain, there are seventeen divine corpse monks. There is an altar in the middle, 300 feet high, and there is an altar on the altar. A divine corpse monk sitting on the altar, with a three-foot flag erected in front of the altar. The flag is rolling, red and white, and is waving in the wind.
The remaining sixteen people are scattered in the four sides of the altar, each with four people, each holding the seal, and standing in a clear line.
The monks taught by the divine corpse are all weird. Some have a head as big as a fight but a body like dry wood, some are sturdy but have no face, some have four hands, some have three legs, and they don't know whether they are ethnic characteristics or corpse backlash.
Unorthodox's left-way method has many flaws. Often after completing the cultivation, they have obtained the divine ability and practiced human yet not human, ghost yet not a ghost.
The monk on the altar is as big as a fighting body into the dry wood, and his hands like chicken feet are sealed art again and again, hitting one after another light gray magic power, which is engraved in the flag. While concentrating, suddenly the expression moved, his hands paused, and lifts the head.
"Here is a ruthless character!"
Although he was born weird, he speaks vigorously. If you don't see him, just hear his voice, and think it's a big man.
Of the seventeen people here, he has the highest cultivation base and was the first to notice the aura that Zhao Yu deliberately exudes.
The voice did not fall, and the others also noticed it.
The aura that Zhao Yu deliberately distributes is like Perfection by analogy. For these seventeen people, it is indeed a ruthless character. But that's about it. In the same state of Dharma, there were seventeen of them, but only one of them came. Moreover, the divine corpse teaches the monks to refine the corpse, and the Primordial Spirit has an advantage when confronting the enemy.
So I am not afraid.
The big-headed monk said with a smile: "When it is the bastard of the immortal sect, I can't sit still anymore and come to die."
Someone quack said with a smile:" It's a pity. If you are killed at this time, you will lose a good material for making Fiend Corpse."
"There is no more than one, no less than one..."
The big-head monk hadn't finished saying this, he suddenly yelled badly, and tried to leave, but was stopped in the air. But seeing the four directions and five colors flowing, like a brush passing by, all monks and altars have been dusted by a brush!
The body of the big-headed monk gradually disappeared, and a few words finally came out from a head: "Primordial Spirit daoist..."
It was also gone ashes.
Zhao Yu stood hundreds of miles away in the sky, and the five streams of divine light between his five fingers aimed at the void. All the monks of the divine corpse in the valley died. Even a valley with a radius of ten miles was flattened. Then, with five fingers as claws, a tattered flag was photographed remotely, and I looked at it and said secretly in my heart: "The legislative forum, erect the flag, this is to set up an array."
Then I also understood. .
The stars in the Dharma universe are vast. Like this Yuanyuan star, the surface area is hundreds of millions and billions of miles. With the abilities of the Primordial Spirit daoist, it is far from being able to take care of all directions. For example, Zhao Yu, with its divine sense scope, only takes care of a thousand-mile radius. Compared with the vast stars, it is only a drop in the ocean. Although it's because you haven't fully adapted to the environment of the Fa universe, even if you adapt, it won't exceed ten times that is ten thousand miles.
To harvest all the corpses on this star in one wave, it is not necessary to start a battle.
Although Zhao Yu only first entered Primordial Spirit and just set foot in this realm, he is the character of Primordial Spirit Peak, and his range of considerations will never exceed million li. To include a single-handedly large star, it must be Earth Immortal.
The divine corpse that blocked the star road taught the Primordial Spirit daoist to be tyrannical, but after all, it was only the Primordial Spirit daoist, not Earth Immortal.
Now Zhao Yu knows even more in his heart: "If he wants to harvest the corpses, he needs to be able to fight. I will destroy his array here, he has to come if he doesn't come!"
Stand up right now, and rush to the next place where the divine corpse teaches.
This time, it is not five-colored divine light, but thunder spells.
Before Zhao Yu achieved Primordial Spirit, there were many magical powers that Zhao Yu had worked out for thousands of years. Now that I have arrived in the Dharma Universe, just when I am adapting to the Origin Qi environment, I will confirm all divine ability spells.
He uses five elements, or five-colored divine light, or five elements thunder spells. Or a single usage, the fire is raging to the sky, and the water is surging. He also used star power to make a rain of arrows, hitting a piece of ruins.
After slaying the monks of the Divine Corpse and destroying the Divine Corpse to teach the array, I gradually improve all kinds of magical powers, which is quite rewarding.
His hands-on is really a few big rocks dropped in the deep pool, and ripples naturally appear. Without hiding it, how can the Primordial Spirit daoist taught by divine corpse not be aware of it?
Just outside of the changes in Yuanyuanxing’s 9th layer Origin Qi, in the rioting starry sky, on the stable star road, a black wooden boat lay across.
The stars of the Dharma universe are quite different from the ordinary universe. Like the Earth of the universe, its protective layer is the atmosphere. The protective layer outside Yuanyuan Star is the 9th layer Origin Qi change. Origin Qi changes endlessly. There are only 9th layer here, or evolving blue sky and white clouds, or evolving thunderbolt, or rolling red clouds, and so on. All are Origin Qi changes, and each has profundities. When the monk is promoted to the Dharma Elephant, he will look for one or more Origin Qi changes to sharpen the divine soul.
It is also blessed by heaven.
The dark wooden boat on the starry sky route is as big as a mountain. Even though there are several hundred miles, there are several dozen li horizontally. It is clearly a magic treasure.
On the bow of the wooden boat, a thousand ten feet high flag is erected. The flag surface is treacherous and gloomy, and the road is twisted. A ferocious-looking Demon God with fleshy wings on the back is vaguely visible. This Demon God didn't seem to be moving, but in fact it was moving.
Under the flag, sit a red robe Daoist with a long beard. This Daoist opened his eyes suddenly, frowning lightly: "In a moment or three, more than a dozen formations have lost contact. Could something happen?!"