Chapter 280 Ling Xiao is suspended in the air, right above the center of the sky!

Chapter 280 Ling Xiao is suspended in the air, right above the center of the sky!

The purple-black color coming from the sky is extremely gloomy, and seems to contain all the negative atmosphere in the world.

It clearly came from the sky, but it seemed like it came from the deepest netherworld.

This is the power of the underworld that is enough to penetrate the soul and absorb the true spirit of all things.

Zhou Heng and Zhou Yin were captured by this evil force and were immediately unable to move. They both felt that their souls seemed to be pulled out of their bodies.

No, not just pulling away.

This power is extremely evil, and it seems to be attracting the soul, causing the soul to leave the body on its own initiative and run towards its final "destination".

Even if Zhou Heng tried to use the power of the cave to stabilize his soul, it would be extremely difficult to resist.

I just feel that my soul may leave my body at any time.

Even Zhou Heng had such a hard time resisting, let alone Zhou Yin, the fake reincarnation of the powerful. Although he had some powerful secret treasures in his body, they were completely useless against this evil power.

Almost instantly, his soul was pulled out and swallowed up by purple and black.

This situation was seen by Zhou Heng, and it immediately caused a storm in his heart. How could even the soul of the divine reincarnation be taken away so easily? !

Or is it that Zhou Yin's awakening of past life memories is still very low, and he doesn't have much backup?

Or is it intentional?

One question after another popped up in Zhou Heng's mind.

At the same time, I am also thinking about how I should get out of my current predicament.

According to estimates, he could last at most ten more breaths.

If he couldn't get out of this predicament as soon as possible, then he would have no choice but to be absorbed into the soul like Zhou Yin and be swallowed up by the purple-black color.

The consequences are unpredictable.

"town!!"

At this time, Zhou Heng heard a clear shout, but it was Cheng Jiangjian who threw out a small silver tower, with layers of light patterns spreading out from it, trying to calm Zhou Heng's soul.

This is a secret sixth-grade magic weapon.

But before the magic weapon could take effect, the purple-black mass swallowed up the small tower and directly cut off the connection between the magic weapon and Cheng Jiangjian.

Cheng Jiangjian's face suddenly turned pale, and a mouthful of bright red blood spurted out from her mouth. Her breath dropped suddenly, and she could feel that her magic weapon had been directly destroyed.

"Senior Sister Cheng!" Zhu Zhenzhen was extremely flustered. She wanted to help Zhou Heng, but she didn't know how to do it. Now that Cheng Jiangjian was injured again, she was even more flustered.

However, fortunately, she still remembered that she had brought a healing elixir, poured one out of the jade bottle, and fed it to Cheng Jiangjian, so that she could heal her internal injuries.

But there was nothing she could do about Zhou Heng's situation.

"What should I do? What should I do now?" Zhou Heng was also anxious. He could clearly feel that he didn't have much time now.

At stake!

What other means can be used to deal with the current situation?

Perspective card? Identification card? Transformation card?

What are these used for?

What else is there besides these?

senescence?

Stealing luck?

Both of these need to determine the target before they can be used!

So what's left?

Projection card "Purple Star Palace" [Silver]?

In the end, Zhou Heng's thoughts stopped here.

Is this useful?

…

In the Imperial City of Zhongzhou, in the Divine Light Palace.

"One! Hahaha!"

Zhao Zhen had already sensed the changes in the cave world, and also noticed that Zhou Yin's soul had been absorbed, and his expression became excited.

"That's great, brother! We can have Lord Fu come here right away!" Zhao Qin was also extremely excited and said with a smile: "It has been three hundred years since I heard Lord Fu's call when I was an adult, and I finally got what I wanted. , ready to welcome the Lord Fu."

"That's right, as soon as Fu Jun comes, the Netherworld Kingdom can truly spread in this world." Zhao Zhen's face showed a joyful and noble expression, and he smiled: "By then, all living creatures in Daqi will be Get eternal life.”

"We will also serve as Fujun's most loyal believers and become monarchs who assist him in governing the Netherworld Kingdom." Zhao Qin seemed to be imagining a better future and said with a smile: "It's thanks to those demons that we have restrained the gods in the world. First-grade and second-grade Dao, otherwise we would not have the chance to call Fujun to come. "

"Since the Battle of Tianyang, Daqi has been repeatedly oppressed by the Northern Zhou Dynasty and the Southern Jin Dynasty. If my father doesn't show up, then it's up to us." Zhao Zhen's expression became sinister and he sneered: "When the Lord Fu comes, I will do it." He is a Taoist king who can walk in the world, and no one can stop him!"

"Pity Kaiyuan of the Southern Jin Dynasty and Tang Dynasty because the statue of Fujun only has the imprint of an ordinary god." Zhao Qin laughed a few times and said with a sarcastic face: "The most ridiculous thing is Taixu Guan, because of the relationship with Chunyang Palace Contradictions help us, haha.”

"They're just a bunch of idiots!" Zhao Zhen clenched his fists and said in a deep voice with a flash of light in his eyes: "Everything that the Central Dynasty lost three thousand years ago, I will get back this time!"

At this time, his attention turned to the square cave world, trying to check the progress of the sacrifice, but this inspection found a problem.

"No, a soul has been successfully absorbed before. Why hasn't the sacrifice been completed yet? There is still one missing. Why is there still one missing? Is it Zhou Heng or Zhou Yin who is missing?"

Zhao Zhen suddenly felt something bad, and the current situation was obviously abnormal.

Even if the awakening levels of these two divine reincarnations are different, their essences should be almost the same. How could the second one lag so far behind the first?

Could something be wrong?

Boom!

At this moment, an earth-shaking loud noise came from outside the Shenguang Palace, which also caused the Shenguang Palace to tremble violently, and the beams, pillars, and bricks all shone with forbidden light.

It was obvious that this palace hall was under an extremely powerful attack.

Heavenly level!

I'm afraid it's still a heavenly being holding the Dao Lord's divine weapons, otherwise it would be impossible to shake the Divine Light Palace, which itself is equivalent to the Dao Lord's divine weapons.

"When did the Chaoyang Drinking Party turn into a closed-door secret meeting? Chen Fengming from Chunyang Palace, would you like to have a drink with me?" A loud voice came from outside the Shenguang Palace and reached the ears of Zhao Zhen and Zhao Qin. .

"He is a heavenly being from Chunyang Palace!" Zhao Zhen looked sullen and said in a deep voice: "Chen Fengming became a heavenly being more than a thousand years ago. Now he has survived two catastrophes and most likely has the Taoist God. Soldiers are not weak."

"He is looking for death!" Zhao Qin said cruelly: "When the Lord of Fu comes and spreads the kingdom of the underworld, the first one will be transformed into a ghost soldier and let him obey our orders."

"But the problem is, damn it! Why hasn't the sacrifice been completed yet?" Zhao Zhen was a little angry, and the time consumed now exceeded his expectation.

…

Taihua Mountain, Zhike Peak.

In front of the stone table.

The two sat opposite each other.

As soon as Yan Shou poured himself a cup of tea, he placed the teapot on the stone table in front of him.

He had no intention of pouring tea for the person opposite him.

Sitting across from Motomori is a middle-aged man who looks to be in his thirties.

This man was wearing a purple Taoist robe. He was luxurious and mysterious. Although his facial features were ordinary, he was somewhat ancient, as if he were an ancient person who had come from a long time ago.

It is Yang Wuji, the contemporary master of Taixu Temple.

"Is this the way of hospitality in Chunyang Palace?" Yang Wuji raised his hand to get the teapot, but found it empty. The teapot was there, but he couldn't reach it, "What a 'moon in the water' method."

He was not angry, but smiled and said: "Friend Yan, I came to you to drink tea, how can you fight with me?"

As he spoke, his palm suddenly turned into a phantom, as if he had entered a state between reality and illusion.

This time he got the teapot.

"I also know the art of changing reality and reality." Yang Wuji smiled, holding the teapot and pouring tea into his cup.

However, the poured tea fell into the cup but was not contained. Instead, the tea cup gradually disappeared from the bottom of the cup.

Every time the tea is full, the cup disappears.

If the teacup is filled with tea, that is when the teacup disappears completely.

"It seems that Fellow Taoist Yan doesn't want to drink tea with me." The smile on Yang Wuji's face froze slightly, he put down the teapot and stopped pouring it.

"When did I invite you here?" Yan Shouyi sneered, drank the cup of tea in his hand, and said, "You come here uninvited and still want to drink tea. Are you stupid after two thousand years of practice?"

"Friend Taoist Yan seems to be quite anxious." A smile appeared on Yang Wuji's face again and said: "Why bother? Didn't you already let Chen Fengming go?"

"Zhao Zhen wants to summon the evil god to come?" Yan Shouyi's brows suddenly wrinkled and he said in a deep voice: "Which evil god is it?"

"Why do you...incarnate?!" Yang Wuji narrowed his eyes slightly, and then smiled: "It turns out that your real purpose in letting Chen Fengming go is to cover up your external incarnation."

"It's a small skill, nothing worth mentioning." Yan Shouyi got himself another cup of tea.

"Actually, even if you go there now, I'm afraid it's too late." The smile on Yang Wuji's face did not diminish, and he said: "Zhao Zhen's ceremony has probably been completed, and he has left."

After saying this, he stood up and left.

After all, Yan Shouyi's external incarnation has already gone to the Imperial City of Zhongzhou, and there is no point in spending his time here anymore.

But as soon as he stood up, Yan Shouyi moved.

"Chun Yang Palace is a place where you can come and leave whenever you want?"

Yan Shou sneered, raised his hand and spread his fingers. In an instant, the sky was filled with golden light, and the power of the Pure Yang Avenue poured down and enveloped Yang Wuji's whole body.

"madman!"

Yang Wuji cursed and was about to use Taoism to escape.

But as soon as the Tao power in his body began to circulate, pure Yang Tao power surged in, forcibly suppressing his Tao power. He was unable to display any magical power, and even his communication with the great avenue was infinitely weakened.

In the perception of spiritual consciousness, there is only endless golden light and infinite pure Yang.

This is the Pure Yang Dao, the most rigid, the most Yang, the most pure and unique, yet ubiquitous and pervasive.

Wherever pure Yang comes, all things can be transformed and all things can be suppressed.

In the blink of an eye, another three-legged golden tripod flew out of Yan Shouyi's palm, crashed through the void with a roar, and settled on Yang Wudi's body, as well as the Dao Dharma he had integrated.

The master of Taixu Temple was pressed into the sea of ​​clouds next to the golden summit of Yuxu Peak.

"Yan Shouyi, do you really dare to suppress me?!"

Yang Wudi was a little unbelievable. Although Taixu Temple and Chunyang Palace never dealt with each other, they basically competed secretly.

Suppressing the other party's leader, such a complete rupture, has it ever happened before?

"You come to ask me for a cup of tea, and I'll hold you down for a hundred years. It's a good deal." Yan Shou stood up with his hands behind his back and said calmly, "After a hundred years, it will be my junior brother who will come to find you personally."

"Crazy, you are really crazy!" Yang Wuji was furious.

…

Zhongzhou Imperial City, in front of Shenguang Palace.

Yan Shouyi stood in the air, the sword light in his palm flickering. He was hesitating whether to strike down like this, but he was worried that such a powerful attack would hurt Zhou Heng.

After all, the Divine Light Palace is equivalent to the Taoist Divine Weapon. Just destroying it would be like facing a disaster that would destroy the world for a lower-level third-level warrior.

Standing next to Yan Shouyi was a tall man with a heavy sword, a bearded face, and a rough appearance. Although he was wearing a Taoist robe, he looked more like a general on the battlefield.

This is Yan Shouyi's senior brother, one of the Heavenly Elders of Chunyang Palace.

Chen Fengming.

Around the two of them stood three heavenly beings from the Zhao family, and more than a dozen fourth-level Grand Masters. This was almost the core strength of the Da Qi royal family.

"Headmaster Yan, why did you attack the Shenguang Palace?"

One of the Zhao family celestial beings asked. He was considered an elder of the Central Dynasty and Zhao Zhen's uncle. His name was Zhao Lang and he had been a celestial being for more than 4,000 years.

"Before you ask me, you might as well ask your nephew what he is doing?" Yan Shouyi sneered.

Boom!

At this moment, a loud noise suddenly came from the sky. It was extremely cold, and the aura full of death and decay seemed to penetrate the sky and spread from top to bottom.

It was as if another huge world was about to collide.

…

Inside the Divine Light Palace.

"how so?!"

Zhao Zhen got up close, sensing the progress of the ceremony in disbelief, exploring the situation in the cave world, and somewhat doubting life, "No? How could it not be?!

"This Zhou Yin is actually not a divine reincarnation, but a fake?!"

After a full investigation, he finally determined that the soul that had been absorbed belonged to Zhou Yin, and the rest belonged to Zhou Heng. Judging from the situation, Zhou Heng should not be able to sustain a few breaths.

But just when Zhao Zhen was waiting with great anticipation for Zhou Heng's soul to be absorbed, and then sacrificed it together with Zhou Yin's soul to Fu Jun through the power of the ritual, thereby calling Fu Jun to come to the world, an accident happened.

The purple-black mass that had swallowed up Zhou Yin's soul actually spat out Zhou Yin's soul again.

It was like eating something disgusting and spitting it out.

Let this ray of soul return to Zhou Yin's body.

At the same time, Zhao Zhen also knew that Zhou Yin was not the reincarnation of a great power at all, and his soul was just an ordinary seventh-grade peak level, which was recognized by Zihei.

Not to mention it was used to call the Lord of the Palace to come, this even failed to meet the lowest sacrifice standard of the fourth grade!

"Why is this happening? Why is it fake? That old beast from the Zhou family has deceived everyone in the world!" The expression on Zhao Zhen's face was almost ferocious.

And the ghostly fire around the statue has begun to beat violently, which means that the ritual has truly begun. If the sacrifice is not carried out, the initiator of the ritual will be swallowed up.

But now, where can Zhao Zhen find sacrifices?

"Brother Imperial, what's going on?" Zhao Qin came over and asked nervously.

"The lowest level four sacrifice." Zhao Zhen suddenly had an idea, turned to stare at Zhao Qin, and narrowed his eyes, "I'm sorry, sixteenth brother, the arrow is on the string and has to be fired!"

"What?" Zhao Qin was stunned, but before he could ask, his consciousness fell into eternal darkness.

He was slapped to death by Zhao Zhen.

Zhao Qin, a great fourth-grade master, had no ability to resist in front of a heavenly being with more than three thousand years of cultivation.

"Although using you as a sacrifice will not make the Lord Fu truly come, it is enough to help me get out of trouble. Sixteenth Brother, please help your imperial brother this time."

Zhao Zhen killed Zhao Qin without blinking an eye, merged his form and spirit and threw him into the square cave world. He was instantly absorbed by the purple-black color that had covered most of the cave sky. Moreover, the purple-black color expanded rapidly and actually rushed directly into the cave. Out of this square cave.

A strange phenomenon suddenly appeared in the outside world. The aura symbolizing death, decay, and destruction penetrated the barrier of the world and surged forward. An extremely powerful will seemed to be coming.

But at the same time, there was an extremely noble purple light rising into the sky, and bright stars flashed on the sky, supporting the arrival of the shadow of a magnificent palace.

The sky is hanging in the air!

Right in the middle of the sky!