Chronicles of Celestial Origins

"Just now, it was just a joke. This is the true form of my Corpse Demon Holy Art. King Tian Jiao, come out and die." The man's voice was like thunder. At this moment, his whole body was covered with ink, with two wings growing on his back, and he was wearing a "corpse demon" that was more than ten feet high. "Devil Armor", with green light shining in his eyes, and the whole person is majestic, like a god descending to earth.

Qin Tianjiao took a step forward, and countless black scales sprouted all over her body, covering her body. Her five fingers turned into dragon claws, two horns grew out of her head, and her body turned into a bull's head, a donkey's mouth, a snake's belly, and elephant ears.

In the blink of an eye, the whole person had transformed into the shape of a dragon, swaying its head and tail in mid-air, and its dark green eyes as long as a crescent moon swept across the crowd, making people shudder.

Although he is half-demon, he has a rare reversion to his ancestors and is able to transform into a complete dragon.

"I'm going to beat you to death today, you little bug." The corpse demon laughed loudly, and his figure flashed, turning into countless afterimages in the air, and attacked the dragon in the air.

Qin Tianjiao also came forward to meet him.

One man and one dragon fought together in an instant, until the mountain almost collapsed. The mountain where the two fought shook and rocks flew.

Every blow, every move, every punch, every palm contains a powerful force that is unbearable for ordinary people. The more than ten feet high corpse demon armor is integrated with the disciples of the demon sect. The dragon's momentum is extremely frightening.

The dragon is one of the most physically powerful monsters in the world. Now Qin Tianjiao has transformed into a dragon. A single strike can break gold and gravel. The sharp and strong dragon claws penetrate the monk's spiritual shield and tear the monk's body apart like tofu. Simple, but now it is inextricable to fight with the corpse demon.

The two sides come and go, without using any magical powers or spiritual weapons or talismans. They simply fight with their physical bodies, and they are as powerful as gods and demons.

Not to mention the battle between the two, the Xuanmen people and the Demon Sect disciples were on the same side, each on their own guard.

"There is nothing to fear from the others. Mainly, the few monks in the late stage of foundation building on the opposite side may be a serious problem. We only have three people and the other side has five. If we attack them in groups, it may be difficult to deal with them." Feng Boyu said.

"I'll deal with one." He Ziyang, who had been silent and dull, suddenly said

"Leave the other one to me." Zhuang Xingqian also said.

No one doubts their strength. Although the two are in the middle stage of foundation building, one is born with supernatural powers, and the other has the dual spiritual roots of wind and thunder. They are both genius disciples recognized by their respective sects. They are highly valued by the sects, even if they are not. Enemies, holding them back should not be a problem.

"After all, the opponent has the advantage in numbers, and they are all elite disciples, so be more careful." Zhou Zhongwen said

"Let's do it! Fight quickly. I don't know if they will have reinforcements. If reinforcements from the Demon Sect arrive and we are unable to defeat them, we will each run for our lives. Life or death depends on God's will." Yin Qingyuan said.

While several people were talking, the Demon Sect had already taken action. Several New Moon Sect monks were seen making seals with their hands and muttering words. Black clouds gathered in the air, covering an area of ​​more than a hundred feet in an instant. Dense black raindrops fell from the clouds. , it was the New Moon Sect's disciples who made the dirty earth melt into the spirit.

"First break this technique, and then kill the disciples of the Demon Sect." Ma Boyu shouted, forming seals with his hands, condensing into more than ten groups of flames, blowing gently, the flames flew into the black clouds, and the black clouds of more than a hundred feet suddenly turned into a sea of ​​fire.

The black cloud was swallowed up by the raging flames and evaporated, but in the blink of an eye, the black cloud gradually condensed again.

Black raindrops fell into the sea of ​​​​fire, and the intensity of the fire suddenly decreased.

"It's useless. Once the filthy earth melting spirit technique is used, it will be endless and immortal. This technique uses filthy soil as a guide and spiritual power as food. The black clouds are a cover for the concentration of spiritual power. The falling black rain is actually absorbed. The filthy residue of spiritual power," He Ziyang said.

"What is dirty soil?" Yin Qingyuan asked.

Most of the disciples of the Qianyi Sect have never fought against the New Moon Sect monks, have never seen this technique, and do not know its details.

"Dirty soil is a special kind of soil that contains a lot of yin energy and is favored by evil spirits and ghosts. New Moon Sect monks feed on the souls of human flesh and blood and use secret methods to refine them. During battle, they use a small amount of dirty soil as a guide and pour spiritual power into it. The Yin Qi in the dirty soil absorbs the spiritual power, and the Yin Qi rises and turns into black clouds. The raindrops are the liquid residue of the dirty soil, and because they contain a large amount of Yin Qi, they can dissolve the monk's spiritual power."

"How can I defeat this technique?"

"As long as the spiritual power of the person who casts the spell is continuously supplied to the dirty earth, this technique will always exist. If you want to break this technique, you can only kill the person who cast it." He Ziyang said.

Although he looks dull and dull, he really knows a lot.

As he spoke, the black raindrops had annihilated the sea of ​​fire and sprinkled on everyone.

"I'll deal with those spell-casting monks." Jiang Yuhuan said

"I'm afraid it won't be easy to get close to them. The opponent already has a numerical advantage, and the New Moon Sect's spellcasting disciples will definitely stay behind."

"What's the point of talking so much now? It won't be too late. I'll just act according to the situation." Yin Qingyuan flashed his light and walked out of the array.

I saw his hands forming seals, and the clouds and mist surged wildly. In an instant, the surrounding world became dark. A golden sun slowly rose in the clouds and mist, and the golden light shone brightly on the sky and the earth. Yin Qingyun and the golden sun merged into one, and hundreds of people Thousands of fist-sized fireballs attacked the Demon Sect monks.

From dozens of feet away, the hot breath seemed to be roasting people.

This is the secret technique practiced by Yin Qingyuan, the Great Sun Derived Technique, which can attract the power of heaven and earth and transform into the golden sun, thus obtaining the solstice and yang energy of the great sun. Those fist-sized fireballs look ordinary, but in fact they are the solstice and yang energy. The incarnation of Qi can burn all things, and the defense of ordinary spiritual weapons cannot stop such endless attacks of the most powerful and powerful Yang.

Within the Demon Sect, a man with a broad forehead and a broad face stepped forward and shouted: "A ghostly figure."

But seeing the dark clouds surrounding him, forming countless ghostly shadows, a demon with a bull-headed snake and wings on its back emerged from the man's neck. The demon grinned, revealing two sharp black teeth, and it was like a ghost. ferocious.

The demon stretched out its long scarlet tongue and licked its lips, then bit the man suddenly, two sharp black teeth piercing into his neck and sucking his blood.

The man's face showed a very painful look, and his facial features were distorted and slowly changed, turning into a new demon with black wings sprouting from his back.

And the demon that ate the blood from his neck had merged with him again. The man let out a loud roar, and the clouds surged, submerging the golden sun. Countless ghosts turned into reality, and the sound of ghosts crying and wolf howling resounded in the clouds, rich and intense. The bloody smell came from it.

The fireball as big as a fist hit the ghost, shattering its body. The body was filled with limbs, and ghost blood was everywhere. There were broken limbs everywhere in the clouds, and the black ghost blood was all over the clouds. The smell was so fishy that it made people smell it. Feeling like vomiting.

The ghosts continue to condense, endlessly, and the bloody atmosphere becomes stronger.

Among the people in the Demon Sect, a man saw that the two were in a stalemate. With a flash of light, he pulled out a trident with his hand, rose to a height of more than ten feet, and struck towards the golden sun.

Zhou Zhongwen snorted coldly, flashed out his escape light, moved his palms round, and formed a huge circular light mirror in mid-air. The circular light mirror turned virtual into reality, and countless rays of light shot out from the mirror and hit the man.

The fight between the two affected the entire body, and the monks from the two Xuan Mo sects used their magical powers to fight together.

Tang Ning faced off against a monk from the Corpse Puppet Sect, who was at the same early stage of foundation building as him.

The corpse puppet sect disciple waved his hand, and a puppet appeared on the left and a corpse puppet appeared on the right.

The puppet's body was jet black and shiny, with sharp lines and corners. It was the image of a fierce tiger, about six feet tall and about one foot long. It was lifelike. The four tiger claws were golden yellow and must have been refined with some special material.

The whole body of the corpse puppet is dark green, but its palms are as dark as demons, and I don't know what the mystery is.

Tang Ning was wary, secretly thinking that something was wrong. This Corpse Puppet Sect disciple not only had a second-order corpse puppet, but also a second-order puppet. These two things alone were very troublesome, let alone a foundation-building monk who was eyeing him.

In an instant, the battle between the two formed a one-on-three situation.

He had fought against the disciples of the Corpse Puppet Sect before, and he knew that this Corpse Puppet was extremely difficult to deal with. The corpse fire it breathed could restrain the power of spiritual weapons, and the hands of this Corpse Puppet were as black as ink, which was very different from ordinary Corpse Puppet. Come to think of it, There are other mysteries in it, so you need to be vigilant.

And the four claws of the tiger-shaped puppet are shining with golden light. You can tell at a glance that they must be extremely sharp. You must be careful not to get close to it. Your body cannot withstand the power of one of its claws.

The disciple of the Corpse Puppet Sect grinned, and the tiger-shaped puppets and corpse puppets flashed towards him from the left and right sides.

The distance between the two was about thirty feet, and the tiger-shaped puppet had already crossed more than ten feet in an instant. It was much faster than the corpse puppet. When Tangning saw this, she was slightly startled, and she retreated violently, forming seals with her hands in mid-air. A huge fire phoenix condensed in it and attacked towards the tiger-shaped puppet.

At the same time, he flipped his right hand, and the golden bowl rose up in the wind, turned into a size several feet and shrouded the corpse puppet.

The tiger-shaped puppet opened its mouth, and a thick beam of light shot out, and it met the fire phoenix head-on. The two collided, without the sound of gold and stone hitting each other, just like the tip of a needle against the light of wheat. The beam of light and the fire phoenix were in lockstep.

On the other side, the golden bowl covered the corpse puppet, and the corpse puppet spurted green corpse fire from its mouth. The golden bowl was a top-grade spiritual weapon after all, so how could it be transformed by the corpse fire? The golden light suppressed the green flame and slowly covered it downwards.

Seeing this, the Corpse Puppet Sect monk pinched a spell in his hand, and the green flames all over the Corpse Puppet's body swelled. In an instant, huge green flames soared into the sky, rising to a height of several feet, competing with the golden bowl.

Tang Ning pointed at the golden bowl. The golden bowl shot out several huge rays of light and hit the corpse puppet. The green flames suddenly shrank, and the golden bowl pressed down and enveloped the corpse puppet.

When the disciple of the Corpse Puppet Sect saw that his corpse was being suppressed by the golden bowl, he turned his hand and found a silver-white sledgehammer in his hand. He threw it upwards and the sledgehammer rose up in the wind and hit the golden bowl.

There was a loud "Peng" sound, the golden bowl was hit by a sledgehammer, and the wall stretched out.

At the same time, the corpse puppet shrouded in the golden bowl exerted force at the same time. The green flames all over his body surged and struck at the extending wall. The corpse puppet and the silver-white sledgehammer were supposed to join together and hit the same place, and the golden bowl wall The body is slightly distorted.

Tangning flipped her palm, and a large black seal shot out, rising into the wind, and smashed towards the silver sledgehammer. The sledgehammer spun several times, and the silvery white light was greatly reduced.

The black seal continued to smash down, and the Corpse Puppet Sect disciples poured spiritual power into the sledgehammer. The sledgehammer burst out with light, resisting the attack of the seal.