Chapter 665 Xuanming
Zhao Gongming continued forward.
With his quasi-saint speed, he soon saw Wen Zhong who was also flying in front of him.
Quickly catching up, Zhao Gongming laughed loudly and said, "Nephew!"
When Wen Zhong heard this, he was stunned.
He quickly turned around and looked over, his face filled with disbelief, "Master? Why are you out too?"
According to Wen Zhong's thinking, he could give everything for the Shang Dynasty.
He even refused to listen to the words of his master, Tongtian, and was willing to cut off all ties with the Jiejiao sect!
Unexpectedly, Zhao Gongming also chased out.
Isn’t he afraid of the master’s punishment and anger?
Zhao Gongming and Wen Zhong were together.
He stroked his beard and smiled faintly, "Why can't I come out? Since I said I would help you, nephew, to conquer the rebels, then of course I must help you to the end! So what if the teacher doesn't help us? I have you, nephew, many fellow Taoists, and millions of soldiers from the Shang Dynasty. Why should I be afraid? Hiding in the Southern Continent and not leaving is not my nature as Zhao Gongming! The great calamity of heaven is coming! Let's see who will bear it!"
When Wen Zhong heard this, his eyes flashed. He looked at Zhao Gongming deeply, then laughed heartily, his voice filled with joy.
"That's right! We are with our uncle! Why should we be afraid of him?!"
Zhao Gongming also laughed out loud, and the two of them immediately boarded the clouds and flew away quickly.
The six realms of reincarnation.
The Twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation became more and more powerful.
The twelve flags of the King of Hell are fluttering!
Above the sea of blood, they absorbed infinite energy and were already transforming into true treasures!
The netherworld sea of blood is extremely dirty and filthy.
Those so-called filthy and sinister magic weapons made by evil cultivators would be contaminated if they came into contact with the sea of blood!
There is nothing in the world more filthy than the Netherworld Sea of Blood.
Therefore, even if the Styx Patriarch allowed others to take the blood from the sea of blood, others would not be able to sacrifice to magic weapons, let alone use them, because no matter what magic weapon it was, it could not contain the blood from the sea of blood.
Therefore, there are basically no living creatures in the ancient land that would covet the blood in the Netherworld Blood Sea.
But now, the Twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation can transform all things into the power of chaos and then absorb it.
That is the real thing, it swallows everything and melts everything!
now!
The vast sea of blood, stretching for billions of miles, becomes the best nourishment under the formation of the Twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons!
Li Qing stood with his hands behind his back, using his boundless magic power to activate the Twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation, suppressing the entire sea of blood and making it unable to move.
Pingxin stood beside Li Qing like a young wife, looking at Li Qing with eyes full of sparkles and stars.
“Human Emperor!!”
The sea of blood was boiling, and the boundless blood-colored thunder, flames, blood giants, blood demons, and blood gods' crazy cries seemed endless, and they were fighting madly with the even more endless ancestor witch who would be resurrected immediately after being killed.
The voice of the Styx leader was filled with madness, and the boundless sea of blood was slowly descending at a speed visible to the naked eye!
At this rate, in one month at the slowest and twenty days at the fastest, the Netherworld Blood Sea will disappear from the ancient world!
"roar!!"
Suddenly there was another roar!
After the power of the sea of blood has been absorbed to a certain extent.
The sixth Dutian Pluto Flag, upgraded to an innate treasure!
The sixth great ancestor witch is resurrected!
Ancestral Witch Xuanming!
A skeleton suddenly jumped out from the flag and then turned into a mountain of bones!
The boundless and terrifying killing power and icy power erupted in an instant!
The bone mountain looked ferocious, and then it shrank, and the true form of the Ancestral Witch Xuanming, with a human face and a bird body, stepping on a green snake with his claws, appeared.
Li Qing's expression remained unchanged, he just closed his eyes slightly, feeling the infinite memories from the ancient times, the Great Dao of the Ancestral Witch.
Xuanming stepped forward, his figure changing rapidly.
When she arrived in front of Li Qing, she had transformed into a tall woman with an extremely cold and beautiful face, green eyes, an unusually cold demeanor, dressed in red, and filled with murderous intent.
Among the twelve ancient witches, there are only two female figures, one of whom is Hou Tu.
There is another one, and that is Xuanming.
Xuan Ming walked on the endless ice all the way, and came to Li Qing with a spur. He said indifferently: "Greetings, Your Majesty."
Li Qing suddenly opened his eyes, with infinite coldness and murderous intent in them, but then they returned to normal, still with those domineering eyes.
Looking at Xuanming, Li Qing nodded and said, "Well, go ahead, give me the Styx and tear it into pieces."
"good."
Xuanming's eyes emanated infinite coldness, and although his voice was crisp, it made people shudder.
With a move of his body, Xuanming had already entered the Twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation, and in an instant he turned into a mountain of bones, hundreds of millions of feet high, stirring up an endless sea of blood!
With the addition of another great ancestor witch, the twelve ancestor witches' suppression and absorption of the sea of blood became much faster.
The Styx became even more crazy, and as one thing grew stronger, the other weakened. Every time a great ancestor witch was resurrected.
That means his strength has been reduced by at least 10%!
But what if he was crazy? The destruction of the blood sea was a foregone conclusion.
Unless a saint takes action personally now and forcibly pushes aside the Twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation, allowing the sea of blood to flow back into the underworld, there will be no other way to survive.
Ding dang dang!
The Chaos Bell roared, the Twelve Ancestral Witches roared, and the twelve Dutian Pluto flags fluttered.
Li Qing stood with his hands behind his back, his feet on the six realms of reincarnation, his boundless magic power never stopping, suppressing everything.
…
In front of Qisheng Pass.
In the Shang army camp, all the generals had solemn expressions on their faces.
Wen Zhong took Zhao Gongming to the Southern Continent to seek help. He didn't know whether Tongtian Sect Master was on Jin'ao Island, nor did he know whether Zhao Gongming could see him and go to Jin'ao Island.
After all, the day is almost over.
After Qisheng Pass was closed, Jifa looked at the camp ahead, feeling eager to try.
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