MTL - The Great Desolation: Read the Holy King, Extract the God Statue To Suppress Prison-Chapter 187

Beside him, Zhunti also nodded slowly, the Seven Treasures Tree behind him was infinitely radiant.

It is also the best innate spiritual treasure.

But at this time, neither of them stood up from the Taoist platform.

On the contrary, behind him, two figures appeared, slowly salute, and smiled at Jie Yin Zhun Ti.

The two treasures of light slowly fell and fell into the palms of the two of them.

What appeared at this time was clearly the three corpses that received and cited Zhunti.

It is the strongest third corpse among them, the corpse of self!

"Go."

Jie Yin nodded slowly. At this time, the self-corpses of the two people tore apart the void one after another and went straight to the middle of the flood.

Where the human race was, Chen Changsheng frowned and looked at the sky.

Likewise, he also saw the twinkling treasure light.

The innate treasure, the Eastern Emperor Bell!

The power of calamity is extremely terrifying.

And Chen Changsheng clearly knew that the protagonist of the next calamity would be the second teaching.

There are few disciples of Chan teaching, and behind Qi Luck, there is the town of Pangu Fan|suppressing the teaching movement.

Although the interception has many disciples, Qi Yun is behind it, but it is a little mixed.

In addition, there is no treasure to suppress | Suppression of education movement (promise is good), it is obviously extremely dangerous.

If this treasure were taken, it would be better to suppress |

And what Chen Changsheng looked at was the body of the twelve ancestor witches that fell to the ground.

Except for Dayi's body, the rest of the eleven ancestors' bodies were filled with blood.

Of course, it is not that the ancestor witch is not dead, but the blood of the ancestor witch.

The blood essence in Dayi's body consumes thousands of miles, but the rest of the Wu clan may not.

After all, the ancestral witches were all transformed by the blood of Pangu, as the blood of blood.

After the body turned into the underworld, it was the flesh that burst open.

Eleven Ancestral Witch's flesh is still there, so there must be Ancestral Witch's blood in his body!

At this time, Chen Changsheng's body had grown to the extreme. If he obtained the blood of the Ancestral Witch, there would still be room for further improvement.

Moreover, the Eleven Ancestral Witch fell here, and he should go to collect the corpse.

The place that collapsed that day, I had to go!

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As for the human race now, it is also a problem.

When the sky falls, there will certainly be countless crises.

But in the flood, the demon clan was wiped out, and there was the protection of the Kongtong Yin Great Array.

It's also okay. After all, at this time, it is estimated that there will be no one who doesn't want to live and find trouble with the human race.

"Suiren, you will be in charge of this great formation that protects the human race."

Chen Changsheng descended from Kongtong Mountain, looked at Sui Renshi and said.

At this time, the Sui Ren Clan was already in the late stage of Daluo Jinxian, and if he was in charge of the Kongtong Great Formation, even if he came here in the early stage of the Quasi-Saint, he could still resist for a while.

The Sui Renshi nodded solemnly, and the orders given by the emperor must be well executed.

"Yes!"

"The Sui Ren family will sacrifice their lives to protect the human race!"

Sui Renshi said, his eyes were extremely solemn.

At this time, the phenomenon of sky collapse spread.

Countless fissures spread throughout the entire sky, splendidly divided and densely packed.

Above the countless dark cracks, bursting thunder flashes, and under the tearing of the space, the power of the void can be seen flickering.

Sui Ren's eyes suddenly widened, and he looked at Chen Changsheng at a loss.

Those eyes clearly said, "Human Sovereign, are you sure this is what I can defend against the human race?"

Among the human races, the countless human races who were still celebrating the catastrophe just now turned pale again in an instant.

Although the black cloud disappeared, the entire sky was divided by dense cracks and turned into countless pieces of different sizes. 903

"What is this!"

"Could it be that the **** catastrophe hasn't passed yet!"

"Tiandi, do you really want to destroy my human race!"

There is a human race, and shouted in pain at this time.

There was despair in his eyes.

Because, this is exactly the same as before, that avenue ravaged the world.

But at this time, the power of the Great Dao that ripped apart the world did not strike.

On the contrary, in the sky, the Emperor Divine Cauldron flew into Chen Changsheng's palm.

"The catastrophe has passed, but the world has not yet stabilized."

"The human race is temporarily under the control of the Sui Ren clan."

Chen Changshengheng's voice suddenly appeared, resounding through the entire human race.

At this time, the hundreds of millions of people relaxed.

The emperor said it was okay, then it was okay.

The emperor said that the catastrophe has passed, then the catastrophe has passed.

Although the hundreds of millions of people are still worried, they are no longer so panicked.

At this moment, in the boundless sky, from those cracks, a torrential rain fell.

Under the sky, such torrential rain is like a waterfall, boundless and endless.

In an instant, the heavy rain has flooded countless low places.

Fortunately, when Chen Changsheng was constructing the great formation, he had anticipated it.

The entire big formation isolates the rainstorm, and those huge human race cities are also high in the mountains.

Chen Changsheng handed the Kongtong Great Array to the Suiren clan, and immediately looked at the human race.

With the protection of the large array, the entire human race should not have too many problems in the next catastrophe.

This Kongtong formation may not be able to stop the invasion of the avenue, but it should be unobstructed to withstand the rainstorm.

In the prehistoric times, the rest of the ten thousand tribes were unavoidable in the face of torrential rain.

But those ten thousand races, unlike the human race, have hundreds of millions of mortals.

It doesn't need to be like the human race.

Where the East China Sea Dragon Palace was, Ao Qing looked at the flickering treasure light in the center of Honghuang.

"Innate treasure!"

Just frowning in a low voice, a hint of yearning flashed in his eyes, and Ao Qing no longer paid attention.

In the Great Desolation, if it is a top-quality congenital spiritual treasure, there is still a chance for him to compete.

If it is a congenital treasure, it must have no hope of its own.

There are only four of these treasures in the Great Desolation.

At this time, it was difficult for one to become ownerless, and there must be countless people competing for it.

Even if the saint makes a move, it is not an accident.

How do you compete with yourself like this?

In the sea of ​​blood in the underworld, Styx looked at the middle of the flood with greed.

That is the innate treasure!

If he took it by himself, wouldn't he be the same as the Great Emperor Samsara?

At this time, the demon clan was annihilated, and the position of Heavenly Emperor was also vacant.

Although the Heavenly Court is destroyed, it may not be re-established.

With this innate treasure, he may not be able to compete for the throne!

But the next moment, his pupils shrank, sighed, and stopped paying attention.

In the land of the human race, a divine light did not shy away, and went straight to the place where it collapsed that day.

In an instant, Chen Changsheng had already arrived at Buzhou Mountain.

At this time, Buzhou Mountain is no longer the boundless towering it once was, and the ridge is broken from halfway up.

The infinite divine might also dissipated at this time.

And the endless pressure that once pervaded the entire Buzhou Mountain was no longer there.

Chen Changsheng frowned slightly, but didn't pay much attention.

In an instant, it fell, where the corpses of the twelve ancestors were.

(biej) At this moment, in Chen Changsheng's body, the power of the blood of the ancestor witch moved slightly.

The blood-dry, dim Eleven Ancestral Witch was where the Taoist Gods condensed.

In the streamer's traction, a drop of blood essence slowly stagnates and evolves in the void.

Just a drop of blood essence can make the void collapse and the avenue is disordered.

But the eleven fleshly bodies were completely turned into ashes and slowly dissipated in the heavens.

Only a trace of divine light remained in the air.

The soul of life is divided into three souls and seven souls.

Roar, the seven souls dissipate, the soul of the sky returns to the sky, and the human soul exists in the place of death, or on the body.

Earth soul reincarnated.

If all three souls are destroyed, there will still be a trace of true spirit left in the earth soul.

It can also be used for reincarnation, but the reincarnation of the true spirit will disconnect all cause and effect in the previous life.

All the memories of the past will also disappear.

If the true spirit dissipates, there is still a chance, leaving a trace of divine light.

Of course, Shenguang will no longer have the chance to be reborn.

Even the existence of the great magical powers is impossible to repair.

It's just an illusion left behind by the living beings.