"It is a good treasure of heaven's secret."
Zhao Da, who was in the sedan chair, watched as Wei Yingwu's third arm sprouted, and saw his whole body suddenly become more spiritual.
Wei Yingwu's cultivation had already increased to the peak of the primordial spirit under the influence of the emperor's dragon energy. This increase seemed to be based on the primordial spirit, and he had taken another step towards the chasm between immortals and mortals.
"It's a pity that they are all trees without roots and water without a source, and they can't achieve the right results."
Zhao Da said again, and then pointed, causing more rain of sorrow and separation to appear in the air, like a rolling storm, rolling towards Wei Yingwu.
"Don't hesitate any longer!"
Wei Yingwu shouted loudly, and then he used the Great Sun and Heavenly Flow Divine Thunder to strike each other again, blowing up the void.
The black void and the crystal clear rain of sorrow and separation devoured each other.
With the power of divine thunder, he blasted out the void, exceeding the limit that could be reached in the realm of Yuanshen. This was Wei Yingwu using the golden mark of the Dao Seal in his body as consumption. Every time the thunder sounded, the immortal marrow that he cultivated with the source of heavenly Qi was lost.
Wei Yingwu is fighting desperately.
The dozen or so surviving masters of the Yuanshen realm behind him looked at each other with different expressions.
After thousands of years of cultivation, one can gain a certain level of spiritual cultivation. On the road of cultivation, there are so many levels, so much joy, and so many insights. No one wants to ruin his life in vain.
However, at this moment and here, if they do not develop a little awareness, they will be unworthy of the immortal path that has nurtured their growth to this day!
"Alliance leader, take good care of my daughter!"
Sui Dao said harshly, he had the protection of his innate Dao seeds, and not many wounds on his body caused by the sad rain, but this alliance was convened by the Five Grains Immortal Sect, and he was the leader of the Five Grains Immortal Sect, if he could not demonstrate the Dharma with his own body and integrate into the zombie's secrets, how would others see it?
"We always say that we will fight demons and defend the Way at all costs, but now is the time to put into practice what we promised!" Sui Dao laughed loudly, "The original nature is one and the same, but it is difficult to resist the desires. People can suddenly realize the Way and live. The world is clearly false. We must be more profound in the mysteries and put aside our pride. Keep the light and quietly cultivate the spiritual buds. This is the creation of inaction..."
While chanting the formula for using the innate Dao seed, Sui Dao threw himself into the corpse flames surrounding Wei Yingwu, completely letting go of his physical body and divine infant, allowing the corpse to devour him and grow a new arm for Wei Yingwu.
At this time, Wei Yingwu heard Sui Dao's final wish for him: "Yingwu, rest in peace under the heaven and earth."
A line of blood and tears flowed from Wei Yingwu's left eye, which was not occupied by the zombie's Tianji.
He was currently growing a fourth arm, and the infinite spiritual energy in his body was surging wildly.
Sui Dao is the leader of one of the eight sects in the world. After a thousand years of practice, there are already ninety-eight golden marks on his Dao seal, which only takes him half a step away from becoming an immortal.
At this moment, all his cultivation was invested in Wei Yingwu, which made Wei Yingwu have extremely powerful spiritual power, which was advancing rapidly to an unstoppable scale.
In terms of cultivation, Sui Dao is stronger than Wei Yingwu.
The reason why this infusion did not blow Wei Yingwu up was purely because of the corpse's magical power and the emperor's dragon energy. The purple-gold dragon transformed by the emperor's dragon son had already formed a real form of more than ten meters, floating near Wei Yingwu and entangled him and lifted him up.
The emperor's majesty is so great and powerful that all the people follow him and all the people in the world submit to him.
"Tsk..." Zhao Da in the sedan looked at Wei Yingwu's momentum in front of him, and then looked at Zhao Er on the Xuantian Stage behind him, and couldn't help but sigh: "Zhao family, too useless, occupying the right time and place, but still got swallowed up by the fake dragon."
"Ahhhhhhh!" Wei Yingwu roared in pain. The fourth arm was finally formed. The pain was like putting a living elephant into his body. Even a master of Yuanshen could not bear it.
And in his fourth hand, he holds the supreme treasure of heaven, the innate Tao seed.
"Why suffer so much? I'll send you off." Zhao Da shook his head and sighed. He pointed with his finger and saw a huge raindrop appearing above Wei Yingwu's head.
That raindrop was no longer a raindrop, but a huge water ball with a diameter of ten meters.
As soon as the water drop was swallowed, it was about to "eat" Wei Yingwu whole.
Although Wei Yingwu was in extreme pain, his most important focus was still on Zhao Da. Seeing Zhao Da transform into such a huge drop of sorrow and bitter rain, he quickly consumed a drop of immortal marrow and sacrificed the thunder of nothingness.
boom!
This time, the Thunder of Nothingness was swallowed whole by the raindrop. Although the raindrop was half the size, it was still enough to eat Wei Yingwu.
Even if it is emptiness, it cannot escape the fate of becoming nothingness.
The performance of the Great Sorrow of Heaven and Earth that Zhao Da had used with all his might was beyond what Wei Yingwu could handle.
Just as Wei Yingwu was looking at the rain of sorrow and separation in horror as it was about to swallow him, suddenly a long arrow carrying a blue dragon and a white tiger, carrying the souls of thousands of strange beasts, rushed into the huge drop of rain like a long blue and white river waterfall.
Although all of them were absorbed by the raindrops, they were obviously much smaller.
"Alliance leader! Lord Tianlang will help you!"
The wolf man with white hair like a lion, holding the dragon-tiger bow, shot the last arrow at the drop of sad rain to stop it from moving forward, and at the same time, he merged his body and plunged into the zombie atmosphere around Wei Yingwu.
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"I hope you will not let down the people of the world..."
boom!
After gaining the cultivation level of Lord Tianlang from the Fujia Sect, Wei Yingwu howled in pain, and an arm grew behind him, in which he held the Dragon-Tiger Hundred Battles Bow.
"Haha, how can I, Lian Tian Yi, be missing in the fight to slay demons and defend the Dao?"
Lian Tianyi of the Jinding Sect was the one who suffered the least injuries among those present, because of his divine power of being forged hundreds of times and tempered for ten thousand times, as well as the treasure of the golden tripod in his hand, his defensive power was unparalleled in the world. But if he just took a beating, how could he expel the demons and restore peace to the world?
Lian Tianyi put his body into the zombie's Tianji and combined it with his body, and Wei Yingwu grew a sixth arm.
The sixth arm holds a small golden tripod.
"Alliance leader, I hope you get what you wish for, and I hope we can die a worthy death." Lu Wuhua sighed, opened his mind, and integrated into the zombie's mind.
Wei Yingwu howled loudly, and a second head grew on his neck.
There was a vague female face on the other end, and it was none other than Lu Wuhua.
The five greatest masters of the coalition forces all sacrificed their lives to help Wei Yingwu achieve the supernatural power of three heads and six arms.
Others, whether they were Yuanshen or masters of the divine realm, saw this scene and their blood immediately boiled. They shouted, "The leader must get rid of this demon and avenge my brother!" while also integrating their own zombie secrets.
Some of the other gods retreated, but more of them had suffered fatal injuries in Zhao Dabi's bitter rain.
Either the devil dies, or they die, or they die together with the devil. After much selection and reference with the five great masters, and thinking about their own deeds before and their reputation after death, the final choice is, in nine out of ten cases, to merge their bodies into the zombie system.
The huge drop of sorrow and bitter rain that had been repeatedly stopped by the masters of the divine realm before their deaths was now only the size of a washbasin and finally pressed down in front of Wei Yingwu.
“Ahhhhhh!”
Wei Yingwu shouted loudly with his three heads, and used all six arms. Each palm held infinite magical light. With all their efforts, they actually caught this drop of sad rain alive!
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