Chronicles of Celestial Origins

The corpse puppet was shrouded in the golden bowl, making the wall bang, but it did nothing. Its attack power was obviously not enough to defeat the golden bowl, which was good at defense.

Countless rays of golden light shot out from the bowl. The corpse puppet was attacked, and the green flames all over its body continued to shrink. The golden bowl suppressed the corpse puppet, but it was unable to destroy the corpse puppet in a short period of time.

Not to mention the confrontation between the golden bowl and the corpse puppet, the silver hammer and the black seal.

The stalemate between the tiger-shaped puppet and the fire phoenix on the left side of the two people has come to an end. The tiger-shaped puppet used its shining golden claws to tear the fire phoenix into pieces. If it weren't for Tang Ning's special skill, the fire phoenix would continue to re-condensate after being shattered, and it would not be able to support itself at all. It won't be that long.

After all, it is a second-level puppet, and it is difficult to resist a mere spell.

The tiger-shaped puppet's sharp claws swung down and tore the fire phoenix apart again. The fire phoenix's spiritual power was exhausted and could no longer condense and dissipated in the air.

Tang Ning frowned. She controlled two high-grade spiritual weapons by herself. In addition, she had to maintain a spiritual shield to resist the raindrops falling from the black clouds. Even if she had green spiritual power to rely on, she would not be able to sustain such consumption for a long time.

Moreover, there are other demon sect monks watching eagerly. The number of demon sects is already greater than our own. If someone comes to attack us again, we will be unable to do anything.

Seeing the tiger-shaped puppet rushing towards him, he moved his hand, and the golden bowl and big seal shot back.

Tang Ning's body flashed, turning into a ray of light and escaping downwards.

How could the Corpse Puppet Sect disciple let it go? He controlled the puppets and corpse puppets and hurriedly followed.

After chasing and escaping, the two reached the lower end of the canyon.

Tang Ning formed a seal with her hands, and giant trees emerged from the ground, crisscrossing each other, and in an instant they formed into a wooden figure several feet tall.

At this time, the tiger-shaped puppet also arrived first. A spiritual consciousness split from Tangning Niwan Palace and entered the wooden man's body, controlling the wooden man to face the tiger-shaped puppet.

The wooden man had two arms, holding a Langya stick in one hand and a diamond wand in the other, and struck at the tiger-shaped puppet. In the blink of an eye, the tiger and the wooden man fought together.

The tiger-shaped puppet opened its mouth, and another huge beam of light shot out. The wooden figure ignored it and held Langya sticks and Vajra magic wands in both hands.

The beam of light pierced the wooden man's chest, creating a huge "wound" in its chest and abdomen. The wooden man's staff and stick hit the tiger-shaped puppet on its back, and with a bang, it was knocked back several times.

The wooden man strode forward and struck again. The tiger-shaped puppet jumped up, and only the sound of gold and stone was heard. The tiger-shaped puppet's two golden front paws held the Langya rod and the Vajra magic wand.

Tangning already knew that the four golden claws of this tiger-shaped puppet must be made of special materials and were extremely sharp.

Unexpectedly, it blocked the attack of a middle-grade spiritual weapon. I don't know what kind of material it was made of, but it was so hard.

The Corpse Puppet Sect disciples who were following closely in mid-air were slightly frightened when they saw the fierce battle between the wooden man and the puppet.

Why is this man's magic so weird? The fire phoenix that was torn apart just now can actually re-condensate. This wooden man can not only heal his body's "wounds" but can also use spiritual weapons like a monk. It's simply unheard of.

He had a very bad feeling. This man's magic was so weird and not simple.

But the current situation was very good for him, and he had no reason to be afraid of the opponent. He suppressed the ominous feeling and controlled the corpse puppet to attack the opponent. With a flip of his left hand, the silver-white sledgehammer rose into the wind and struck Tang Ning.

The opponent uses so many methods and has to fight against the dirt and rain, so the spiritual power will not last long.

As long as you stand in a stalemate for a while, when his spiritual power is insufficient, kill him, and all the spiritual weapons on his body will be yours.

As he thought this, his heart became slightly hot. He saw Tangning using two high-grade spiritual weapons in succession, and now she took out two medium-grade spiritual weapons. He felt jealous and hateful in his heart.

Xuanmen has controlled Xingang for many years, and his disciples are extremely rich. Since he started practicing, he has been diligent and hardworking, working hard and working hard with Xuanmen disciples to achieve his current achievements. Most of his wealth has been spent on puppets and corpse puppets. In terms of production, this sledgehammer was a trophy he obtained from killing a Xuanmen monk.

Xuanmen disciples, on the other hand, do not have to do anything. They stay in the sect to practice all day long. Spiritual weapons, elixirs and other items are at their fingertips, which makes him feel deeply unfair. If he were in Xuanmen and had so many cultivation resources, he might have already advanced. It's the middle stage of foundation building.

He was jealous and hated the Xuanmen disciples, so every time he killed someone, he always felt very happy in his heart.

Tang Ning flipped her left hand, and the golden bowl rose up in the wind and covered the corpse. The right hand used the black seal to face the silver hammer.

The golden bowl's light exploded and suppressed the corpse puppet, continuously emitting golden light. The green flames all over the corpse puppet's body swelled. However, under the attack of the golden bowl, the green flame not only shrunk, but the corpse puppet was eventually enveloped by the golden bowl.

The mysterious black seal and the silver hammer collided, making a loud rumbling sound, and black light and silver light intertwined. No one could do anything for a while.

The battle between the wooden man and the tiger-shaped puppet was the most brutal. The two fought hand-to-hand. Although the golden claws of the puppet were sharp, it was not a hindrance to the wooden man. Its powerful self-healing power was completely unafraid of head-on attacks like the puppet's. Whether its beam of light pierces the head or the chest is hollowed out by its sharp claws, it can recover very quickly.

On the contrary, the puppet was in a very embarrassed state under the attack of the wooden man's Langya stick and the magic wand, and his body, which was dark and shiny, was slightly deformed. However, as a puppet, it was not afraid of death, and its "minor injuries" were nothing. Although it had the advantage, it could not be defeated for a while.

The two parties were in a stalemate, with Tang Ning controlling the wooden man and the spiritual weapon while continuously providing spiritual power to support the spiritual shield to withstand the erosion of dirt and raindrops.

A black cloud above him followed him from mid-air to the canyon floor, and the raindrops that fell were as big as hailstones.

Away from the main battlefield of everyone, he felt a little at ease, no longer afraid of fighting the opponent with spiritual power. With the blessing of his own green spiritual power, even if the spiritual power consumption was higher than that of the opponent, he had no fear at all.

What's more, the wooden man and the puppet, and the golden bowl and the corpse puppet have the upper hand in the fight. As long as these two things are solved, capturing the opponent is like a slap in the face.

Now he can safely observe the fighting situation between the two parties. If things go wrong, he must escape early, otherwise he will definitely die if he is targeted by the other party's late-stage foundation-building monks.

The disciple of the Corpse Puppet Sect was in a stalemate with him, feeling slightly happy and not in a hurry. Although his Corpse Puppet and Puppet were slightly at a disadvantage, the other party couldn't deal with them for a while, and the other party used two high-grade spiritual weapons to still defeat them. To provide spiritual power to support the spiritual power shield, I think it will not last long. When its spiritual power is exhausted, it will be the time to take his head.

Tang Ning raised her eyes and looked into the air, only to see that everyone in the air had been divided into more than ten small battlefields, each occupying one side.

The most intense battle between the two parties was Qin Tianjiao and the Demon Sect disciple who transformed into a corpse puppet.

Qin Tian's body turned into a dragon and he had an indistinguishable physical fight with a man wearing more than ten feet of corpse demon armor. Every blow from the two of them was enough to break gold and rubble, and collapse the mountain into the ground. The two of them were hit from mid-air to the ground. The tall mountain peaks were coming before the two of them. I was cut in half flat under the palm of my fist.

Qin Tianjiao moved the divine dragon to swing its tail. The thick dragon tail broke trees, cracked metal and stone, and swept towards the corpse demon.

The corpse demon struck down with both palms, but was unable to defeat the power of the dragon's tail. He flew backwards more than ten feet away and fell to the ground, creating a huge pit that was more than ten feet long and several feet deep.

The dragon's figure flashed, and he grabbed his head with both claws. The zombie demon's fists were filled with blazing black flames, and he met its claws.

The two fought for hundreds of rounds. The dragon's body was scarred, with many scales falling off and blood flowing. Several ink bones in the corpse demon's armor were torn off, and the ink bones between the chest and abdomen were trapped and twisted.

Qin Tianjiao put away his dragon form and returned to his human form. He looked very embarrassed, with many scales on his body torn off and dripping with blood.

The zombie demon's black light burst out, the torn ink bones regenerated, and the collapsed and deformed ink bones in the chest and abdomen recovered instantly.

"Hahaha." The Corpse Demon looked up to the sky and laughed, the sound was like thunder, the green light in his eyes flashed, and the momentum was astonishing: "Heavenly Dragon King, even if you transform into a dragon, you can only do this, what can you do to me? You are a half-demon, even if you return Ancestor, your body can be transformed into a dragon. But you are not a real demon. The body of a dragon is inanimate. In this state, you cannot use magical powers. You are nothing more than a bug based on your physical strength. "

Qin Tianjiao did not answer. He slowly raised his palms, and bright red blood gushed out from his palms. In an instant, the sky and the earth became red for tens of feet in a radius. The blood surged like a river, rolling endlessly. He pushed with both palms, and the blood rolled like a vast ocean. Like the sea, the overwhelming force rushes towards the other party. It is his own secretary, a sea of ​​blood.

"You really think you can kill me with this technique? Let me show you the true power of my complete body of the Corpse Demon Holy Art. The demonic flames are monstrous to the sky." The Corpse Demon man shouted, and his body of more than ten feet ignited with raging black flames. Soaring into the sky, black flames cover the sky and the sun, facing the sea of ​​blood.

The two collided like rivers, like mountains colliding. Huge waves rolled in the sea of ​​blood, and black fire spewed out from the demonic flames. The two collided head-on, and the demonic flames and the sea of ​​​​blood merged into one, entangled.

For a moment, the sea of ​​blood surged, extinguishing the demonic flames, and for a moment, the demonic flames spurted out, evaporating the sea of ​​blood.

Not to mention the stalemate between the Blood Sea and the Demonic Flame, although the other battle groups were not as powerful as the two, they were still fighting fiercely and indistinguishably.

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Zhou Zhongwen formed a seal with his hands, and countless huge diamond-shaped light mirrors were condensed in a radius of tens of feet. The light mirrors turned virtual into reality, and the dense and overwhelming light pillars hit the Demon Sect man who was facing him.

A red halo of light erupted from the man's mouth, and the halo instantly grew to several feet in size, wrapping his figure within it.

The overwhelming beams of light from all directions hit the red aperture ring, like raindrops falling into the sea, silently absorbed by the strange aperture one by one. The red aperture continued to ripple around the body like water waves.

"Let's see how long you can last." Zhou Zhongwen shouted, closing his hands, a huge rhombus-shaped light mirror with a radius of dozens of feet continuously emitted a white beam of light, hitting the red aperture overwhelmingly.

More than a hundred feet to the left of the two people, Yin Qingyun's body merged with Jin Ri. There were tens of feet of dark clouds around him, covering him. The dark clouds were full of ghosts, broken limbs and bones, and the air was full of blood.

Yin Qingyuan shouted loudly: "The sun turns into a golden crow and burns all things."