Chapter 813 The ancient demon god from the world of gods is resurrected?
Instantly, countless rat-like heads let out a terrifying soul roar, as if they were going to pierce Wang Zijia's soul. Wang Zijia, who had a headache, frowned.
The flesh and blood of the cut bat body squirmed, as if it wanted to merge again.
But a strange force lingered in the wound, not only preventing fusion, but also making the body that had just been separated appear to be separated.
Before this rebellious power and healing power could decide the winner, the huge bat had already fallen to the ground.
The two halves of the broken body struggled twice, and suddenly lost their voices, and died a little abruptly.
Then it began to melt instantly, and in the blink of an eye it turned into a pool of pus, blending into the earth, polluting everything, and making the already black ground even darker.
Wang Zijia looked at this scene with a frown.
'It obviously has no specific cultivation, and its energy level is at most a celestial fairy, but it has the means to threaten the mysterious fairy. Is this the characteristic of the ghost skeleton in the time of evil? ’
Among all the evil creatures Wang Zijia met, only the ghost skeleton had no level difference at all, but had a certain energy level according to the skeleton's previous cultivation.
However, even the most common ghost skeleton, once it attacks a person, can be injured by an immortal.
And the bat just now has such characteristics.
So, the evil in this inner world is all in this mixed state of multiple attributes?
He looked at the polluted land after the bat melted.
Those looming runes only flashed and could not be extracted.
Wang Zijia did not delay much, he was in a hurry now.
He just glanced at it briefly and continued to move forward.
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In this way, Wang Zijia hid his figure and shuttled through four crystal wall worlds in one breath according to the guidance of the mission information.
As he continued to go deeper, Wang Zijia clearly felt that the world was getting more and more polluted.
Even the spiritual power in the air was the strange power after being polluted, but the immortal essence in his body became more active because of this.
The technique started to work without his control, devouring the strange spirits that could be seen everywhere in the world.
Once these things entered the body, they did not need to be refined, and turned into strange pollution, and were exchanged by the clone in the mind.
Compared with honest practice, it was dozens of times faster.
Of course, with his current cultivation, it would take tens of thousands of years to improve like this.
Moreover, although he has maintained the habit of cultivation for so many years, it is for the sake of free value and convenient exchange.
There are not many serious cultivations that are cultivated!
Instead, he relied on his own efforts and fought hard bit by bit!
That's right, Wang Zijia has come to where he is now, all thanks to his hard work!
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When Wang Zijia passed through a crystal wall system again and came to the fifth-level crystal wall system world, his movements paused slightly.
'This feeling... Is the whole world becoming a strange domain? '
Wang Zijia's face was slightly solemn, and he clearly felt that the whole world was filled with a unique atmosphere in the strange domain.
Looking around, the whole world is no longer desolate, broken, dark, and deeply polluted.
Instead, it has become lively!
It's just a little too lively!
The dark red earth, the slightly reddish trees, the whole world, seems to be alive.
Looking at the information on the identity card, according to the mission record, the disciples of the Daomen Alliance suddenly disappeared when they came to this world to handle the mission.
Wang Zijia's face became a little serious, and he floated towards the core.
As Wang Zijia went deeper, the surrounding scenery became more and more vivid.
The dark red earth turned bright red, and the surrounding trees seemed to have life, wriggling slightly.
Even, Wang Zijia seemed to see the whole earth undulating slightly, as if breathing and pulsating!
When Wang Zijia went deeper to a certain extent, everything began to turn into the texture of flesh and blood.
The flesh and blood earth, the flesh and blood trees, the whole earth seemed to have become the flesh and blood stomach of a giant creature, and he was going deeper into this stomach!
All the ferocious beasts and polluting demons that were seen everywhere in the outer world before have disappeared.
It seems that except for those blood-red flesh trees that have turned into flesh and blood, there is no other life in the whole world.
Until Wang Zijia came to the center of the world.
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From a distance, a huge Tianzhu Mountain Range, like a pillar to the sky, penetrates the sky and the earth.
The entire Tianzhu is like a huge blood sausage, and even the terrifying blood vessels and fascia can be seen beating slightly on it.
At the bottom of the mountain, there are countless dark red fleshy tentacles piled up, like terrifying tentacle creatures, squirming in a pile.
On the tentacles, some are covered with dense eyes;
Some are countless small suction cups;
Some are insect mouthparts like chrysanthemums...
There are so many kinds that people feel a tingling sensation on their scalp at a glance.
And the Tianzhu is not a bare flesh pillar.
The entire giant pillar seemed to be inlaid with countless creatures, with human faces and strange faces all over the flesh and blood pillar.
It was as if all the creatures in the world were inlaid on it.
They were not in pain.
On the contrary, they were full of joy, as if they were enjoying some kind of bliss in the world.
This horrifying scene was enough to make one's scalp numb!
After a moment's glance, several faint spiritual lights appeared on the plain at the foot of the mountain, where countless tentacle-like roots were below the pillar.
It looked like some formation was embedded in the Flesh and Blood Plain, struggling to hold on.
However, because of the countless tentacles entangled on it, these hemispherical formation light shields were almost not buried in the Flesh and Blood Plain, making them difficult to see.
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Under the peak of the Flesh and Blood Pillar Mountain, on the Flesh and Blood Plain.
At this moment, there are still two hemispherical formation light shields flashing, but the situation is not optimistic. The entire formation has half sunk into the ground of the Flesh and Blood Plain. It seems that it will be completely swallowed up by the Flesh and Blood Plain at any time.
Above the formation, on the hemispherical dome shield, countless tentacles covered all the dome light curtains.
Everyone looked up and could clearly see that the tentacles were constantly wriggling on the light shield.
The suction cup tentacles were tightly attached to the light curtain, constantly absorbing something.
All the eyes and tentacles were staring at the cultivators in the formation, which made people feel cold...
In the two adjacent but separate formation hemispheres, there were a bunch of gods, several earth immortals, and two heavenly immortals.
At this moment, the immortals were floating in the sky, and the immortal essence was flowing, constantly maintaining the formation.
The disciples of the gods stood on the ground, well, they should be standing in the flesh and blood.
The flesh and blood had spread into the formation, and kept squirming under their feet, submerging half of the disciples' bodies, reaching the waist.
But they dared not move, and kept maintaining their position to keep the formation running.
And as the flesh and blood squirmed, there was a strange blood-colored breath flowing and permeating the entire formation. No matter how these people avoided it, they were always inhaled with red smoke.
So that whether it was the immortals or the gods, they all had flushed faces and endured something tightly.
Especially the gods whose bodies were nearly half submerged in flesh and blood, as the flesh and blood under them squirmed, their bodies could not help but tremble slightly, and their faces flushed, trying their best to keep their minds clear.
Occasionally, some disciples could not help it, and their bodies shuddered and trembled slightly. The next moment, their flushed faces showed a happy expression.
Then, he was out of control.
The spirit of the whole body, like a flood that had been opened, poured out from the lower body, and it was directly released like a flood.
The whole person became visibly old and shriveled. In just three or five breaths, a god directly turned white-haired, and the bones in the tomb were dried up, and finally even decayed and collapsed, blending into the flesh and blood.
Everything about the whole person was injected into the flesh and blood, leaving no residue.
And the death of each disciple would increase the pressure of the formation, and would also make the faces of the people who resisted it even redder.
It seemed that it would collapse at any time. Including the immortals floating in the sky.
To be precise, they were under greater pressure. Countless blood-colored clouds continued to spew out from the flesh and blood land, surging towards them.
No matter how they defended, many of them rushed into their bodies, turning into waves, stimulating them to plunge into the flesh and blood land and experience the bliss of the world!
"Hold on, the sect will definitely dispatch powerful people to support us after discovering our disappearance."
"We have been out of contact for nearly an hour, and the disciples responsible for monitoring must have taken action!"
"Yes, rescue is probably on the way now, we must hold on!"
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In the formation, an immortal saw that the gods below seemed to have reached a critical point and were about to collapse on a large scale at any time, and subconsciously encouraged them.
Some people, listening to the words, couldn't help but look in one direction.
There should have been several defensive phalanxes there, but at this moment, only their two phalanxes were still holding on!
They saw with their own eyes that those phalanxes could not hold on and eventually collapsed.
The gods were drained of their energy and spirit in extreme joy and turned into dust.
The immortals were embedded in the earth, immersed in endless joy, and turned into energy batteries in a trance, constantly injecting energy into their flesh and blood, and feeding the whole world!
Such batteries are not only many on the surrounding plains, but also on the pillar in the sky. Every happy face is a special battery that keeps functioning.
Although their consciousness died due to pollution, their immortal bodies continued to maintain joy.
At this moment, whether it was the gods or the immortals, despair could not help but emerge in their hearts.
However, the next moment, a fairy floating in the sky was suddenly stunned.
Everyone looked at the waist of the fairy. At this moment, the jade of the other party's identity was blooming with a faint spiritual light.
It seemed that they were guiding something for someone.
"Is this... support?"
After everyone was stunned, their faces were ecstatic, and the endless joy in their minds was suppressed.
The celestial being from the Taiqing Palace also reacted very quickly, subconsciously trying to stimulate Ling Yu.
However, before he could make a move, everyone was stunned.
He looked up suddenly, and saw that on the dome of the formation above his head, endless tentacles suddenly rioted.
"Fight!"
And a crisp sword sound rang out almost at the same time.
A terrifying sword light cut through the endless tentacles above his head, and along with the sword light came a raging sea of fire.
The terrifying flames, like the light of salvation, burned countless moves and broke through the sky above his head, as if illuminating the dawn of darkness, bringing hope to the desperate disciples.
It warmed everyone's cold backs and hearts!
Then, they saw a scene that they would probably never forget in their lives.
A handsome young man with an extraordinary temperament, like the legendary innate sacredness, wearing blood-colored armor, holding a long sword, walking in the air with a calm expression, walking calmly.
He was so calm, as if the world was under his control, which made people feel at ease.
Behind him, the blood-colored cloak and silver-white long hair fluttered slightly without wind.
A vague spirit behind him, like a king of heaven and earth, was suspended, and the golden light of the Dao wheel on his head was shining.
The other party walked step by step, and also walked into the hearts of countless people, bringing the light of hope.
Countless disciples knew that support was coming!
But when they saw the true face of the figure who came to support, and found that it was the Nine Tribulations Red Sun and the ancient royal family who were recently in the limelight, many disciples were a little stunned.
The fame of this person can be said to be the top existence of the entire Shenhong recently!
The young man was calm, and he walked forward while swinging his sword quickly.
Because of his arrival, the tentacles in the sky were startled and cut off one by one, and then the sea of fire surged.
The endless terrifying attacks on the ground were cut off as if they were playing, and the tentacles were quickly burned up and disappeared as they crawled like snakes.
Even the sea of fire seemed to have life, constantly spreading, as if it was going to spread like wildfire and burn the entire flesh and blood plain.
However, before the disciples showed their joy, one of them changed his face.
He subconsciously screamed and reminded: "Uncle Master, be careful!"
I saw that countless burned tentacles were burned out, but a large amount of blood-red smoke rose up, and they seemed to have life, directly covering Wang Zijia.
"Senior, this is the strange domain transformed from the incomplete godhead of the ancient goddess of joy, the Mother Goddess of Joy."
"Be careful, those joyful blood and qi have a strong charm and immortal essence blocking effect!"
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When the disciples saw this scene, their ecstatic expressions changed and they subconsciously exclaimed.
However, it seemed that they reminded it a little too late.
Countless smoke and haze quickly enveloped the figure in the sky.
Because the amount was too large, the area around Wang Zijia seemed a little hazy.
Countless disciples looked at this scene, and their ecstatic expressions froze.
The eyes of several celestial beings who maintained the formation flashed, but before they could rescue, the smoke and haze in the sky suddenly shrank.
The breeze surged, and the white-haired young man who seemed to be innate and sacred opened his mouth and sucked, and under the dull eyes of the disciples, he sucked up the joyful blood and qi that they were extremely afraid of.
What's even more terrifying is that the other party smacked his lips twice, and his eyes suddenly lit up, as if he had tasted something delicious.
Then he looked at the flesh and blood land below with greedy eyes, as well as the endless tentacles and terrifying pillars in the distance!
These successive changes made the disciples look dazed.
'I've heard all kinds of gossips before, saying that this Jiujie Chiyang in Zhenling Pavilion likes joy pills such as the Confusion Pill and eats them as candy beans. I thought it was a rumor, but now...'
'Is this the ancient royal family? Can joyful blood pollution be swallowed? '
'Is the legendary Yu Nu Dao really a compulsory Taoist tradition for the ancient Dao Court royal family? '
'I haven't heard that this person messed around in the sect, he's quite decent. '
'With his current reputation, if he really wants to go this way, there should be countless female cultivators flocking to Zhenling Pavilion, right? ’
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It was a critical moment, but the disciples couldn’t help but think about it because of the scene in front of them.
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“Value +1.3 billion!”
In the sky, Wang Zijia absorbed billions of value in one breath. Looking at the various tentacles that were constantly churning in the sea of fire below, as well as the flesh and blood earth and the flesh and blood pillars in the distance, his eyes were completely shining!
Then, he threw the long sword in his hand.
Let the long sword fly out by itself, quickly cutting off the tentacles that kept rushing towards him,
Then Wang Zijia’s whole body was full of immortal energy, and his breath was constantly churning.
The five ghosts emerged on their own initiative.
“Bang!”
In an instant, it exploded into five groups of black mist and gathered together.
At this time, Wang Zijia also moved, his hands turned into afterimages, and he began to pinch the formula seriously.
"Divine Power Dharma: Thousand-handed Devouring World Heavenly Demon!"
The spirit behind him quickly merged into his body, and Wang Zijia's figure expanded rapidly, turning into a 100-meter giant in the blink of an eye.
Behind him, arms emerged one after another, holding various magic tools, fairy treasures, and Dao Yun flowing light in his arms.
It seemed that he was holding the Dao of countless people in the world.
But the two hands on his chest did not stop, and they were still changing rapidly.
"Multiple Treasures Dao·Fusion: Ten Thousand Dao Bagua Burning Heaven Furnace!"
With Wang Zijia's actions, countless tools behind the Thousand-handed Dharma were thrown into the ghost fog ball in front of Wang Zijia. As the ghost fog surged, a huge Yin-Yang Bagua appeared above Wang Zijia's head.
And the five ghosts quickly turned into a huge Bagua furnace in the Bagua Yin-Yang fish.
The Bagua furnace was extremely huge, covering half of the sky, and was several times larger than Wang Zijia's Dharma.
In the Bagua furnace, there was a terrifying power and explosive force surging.
"Bang!"
The next moment, under everyone's dazed gaze, the Bagua furnace suddenly fell over.
At that moment, whether it was the gods or the immortals, they all seemed to see a hole in the sky and earth.
Endless lava flames poured out from the Bagua furnace, falling from the sky, surging towards the bloody plain and endless strange tentacles below.
"Sizzle!"
The aroma of roasted blood and charcoal filled the air instantly.
The whole world seemed to be burning rapidly, and the terrifying blood-colored haze began to rise.
At this moment, Wang Zijia transformed into the Thousand-Handed Demon Lord Dharma Image, like a demon god, madly devouring the joyful blood.
That terrifying amount, even if an ordinary Golden Immortal swallowed it, it would probably be enough to drink a pot!
However, Wang Zijia seemed to have drunk fake wine, the more he drank, the more he got drunk, the more excited he became!