Chronicles of Celestial Origins

The densely packed five-color runes on the Wuyuan Xuanling's hand rushed towards the man, but were blocked by the golden light shield around him.

The man seemed to be covered with a layer of invisibility cloak, no matter how the five-color runes pierced and surrounded him, he stood still.

Not long after, the golden light around the man's body was covered with densely packed five-color runes. He slowly raised his palms above his head and separated them from the left and right sides. The golden light shield around his body expanded with the movements of his hands. As it got bigger, it suddenly exploded, and thousands of golden rays of light shot out in all directions like needlepoints.

Wuyuan Xuanling's hand was penetrated by countless golden rays in an instant, and was riddled with holes.

Seeing this, Tang Ning's expression changed slightly and she flew back. She flipped her hand and saw a square black turban rising up in the wind to protect her in front of her.

The Xuan Yuan scarf burst into light, and as it continued to rotate, a huge black hole emerged. The overwhelming golden light shot into the black hole, like a mud cow entering the sea, making no sound.

The black hole withstood the attack of a large amount of golden light, and was unable to withstand the attack. The whole body was distorted and deformed, and soon scattered into pieces in the air. The remaining golden light all hit the Xuan Yuan scarf and was blocked by it.

The man still maintained a weird sitting posture, and his right palm was slowly pushed out, and a golden handprint appeared. With a loud "bang" sound, the golden handprint hit the Xuan Yuan scarf, and the Xuan Yuan scarf shrank and shook violently.

At this moment, the man's body suddenly ignited with raging black flames, but it was Wu Tongming who took action. A black mirror was seen suspended above his head, and the man's figure was illuminated on the mirror.

The man was swallowed up by black flames, but he remained motionless, as if he was unaware of it.

I saw his right palm slowly pushing out and hitting Wu Tongming with another golden handprint.

Wu Tongming formed a seal with his hands, and a huge dark door appeared in front of him, with the shape of a ghost head carved on it. The golden handprint hit the ghost door, making a loud noise, the giant door collapsed slightly, and the golden palm disappeared.

Black light surged from the ghost head's mouth, and a huge black beam of light shot towards the man.

The man punched out with his left hand and collided with the black beam of light. The huge beam of light was scattered by his punch, and the black light scattered in all directions.

When Tang Ning and Wu Tongming saw this, they were shocked. Not only was this man powerful in magical powers, but his physical body was so tough. What was even weirder was that there was no trace of spiritual energy fluctuations in his body, just like a walking corpse.

Let's say he is a puppet! This puppet is too lifelike. Except for the fact that there are no spiritual energy fluctuations on its body, its every move is no different from that of a real monk. Moreover, no puppet can use magical powers on its own.

If he was a monk, he didn't have the aura that a monk should have.

Up to this point in the fight between the two sides, both of them were confused and couldn't figure out the origin of the enemy in front of them.

The man didn't care how they made any sound. After he punched away the black beam of light, he flashed and walked up to Wu Tongming in the blink of an eye. He punched out and the dark door shook violently, with a big fist deep in the middle. A pit appears.

The man's fists were like the wind, and he punched hundreds of times in a few breaths. The giant door shattered into pieces under his heavy blows.

Wu Tongming flew back, turned his hand, and a white jade bottle swelled up in the wind. A ball of bloody solution poured out of it, turning into a huge bloody cage, covering the man.

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Not to mention the battle between Tang Ning, Wu Tongming and the man, on the other side, in a thundercloud, Zhang Ziqing was having a fierce battle with another man with a leopard head and ape arms.

Zhang Ziqing's figure merged with the thundercloud, formless and shapeless. Huge thunder pillars shot out from the thundercloud from time to time, hitting the figure of the leopard-headed man with ape-arms, staggering him every time.

Between the man's eyes, a red light flashed, sweeping through the surrounding thunderclouds.

The huge thundercloud fell into pieces in an instant under the sweep of his red rays of light, and then came back together in the blink of an eye.

Zhang Ziqing hid in the thunder clouds and controlled the thunder pillar to strike down continuously. He knew in his heart that the attack effect of the thunder pillar alone would cause minimal damage to the man.

The man's tough body made him somewhat helpless, and he didn't want to fight the man to the death, causing both sides to suffer losses. He just wanted to control the thunder clouds to hold the man down, and wait for the other battle groups to decide the winner before taking the next step. Decide.

He looked around and saw that the situation of the other two battle groups was unclear, which strengthened his determination to watch the fire from the other side.

He was thinking this, but the other party ignored him. He saw the leopard-headed man with ape-arms clasping his palms together and slowly opening them, and a dark green ball appeared in his palms.

The ball floated from the palm of his hand, growing bigger and bigger, emitting a dazzling light. The surrounding thunderclouds were swept by the dark green light, and seemed to be pulled, swarming towards the ball, being sucked into the inside of the ball, and dissipated without a trace. trace.

Soon, the surrounding thunderclouds were swept away by the dark green light, and they rushed into the inside of the ball. Among the thunderclouds in the sky, a figure shot out, revealing Zhang Ziqing's figure.

The dark green ball burst into light, and its whole body changed, as if it was chewing something. After about ten breaths, the surface of the ball stopped changing. Suddenly, countless thunder pillars shot down from inside.

Seeing this, Zhang Ziqing's expression couldn't help but change.

I don’t know what kind of weird technique this dark green ball is. After absorbing his thunder clouds, it actually swallowed up the lightning properties contained in it and turned it into its own use. He is not as hard as a man’s body and can resist these thunder pillars. , just a ray of thunder and lightning power is enough to make him fly away.

Zhang Ziqing flipped his hand, and a piece of blue brocade swelled in the wind, bursting with light and forming a shield, covering it.

Thunder pillars shot down from all over the sky and hit the blue light curtain, like raindrops falling on a river, causing waves of ripples.

As more and more thunder pillars hit, the cyan light curtain gradually twisted and deformed. After the thunder pillars dissipated, the cyan light curtain had twisted into a mess.

Zhang Ziqing formed a seal with his hands, and a golden giant sword formed from mid-air. He shouted softly, and the giant sword slashed straight down. Golden light enveloped the surrounding world. Wherever the giant sword passed, the space was distorted visible to the naked eye.

After a loud noise, the dark green ball shook violently under the strike of the giant sword, its shape twisted and changed, and finally shattered into pieces, and the giant sword slashed down with the remaining force.

The man with a leopard head and ape arms slowly raised his head, clasped his palms together, and a white lotus grew from the top of his head, growing bigger and bigger.

The giant sword slashed at the white lotus. Golden light and white light intertwined in a stalemate. The surrounding space was distorting a little bit, but the man under the white lotus remained motionless.

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Not to mention the fight between the two people, on the other side of the palace, the boiling sea of ​​blood submerged Gu Zili's figure. In the sea of ​​blood, a black light lingered, which was where Gu Zili was.

As the sea of ​​​​blood continued to surge, the black light was eroded by the sea of ​​blood, becoming weaker and weaker, and was about to disappear. Suddenly, a violent golden light emerged from the sea of ​​​​blood, as if the clouds were turning to see the sun, and countless rays of golden light emerged from the sea. It emerged from the sea of ​​blood that covered the sky and the sun.

A golden sun the size of a millstone slowly rose from the sea of ​​blood. Wherever the light shone, the sea of ​​blood dried up at a speed visible to the naked eye.

There was a golden mirror above Gu Zili's head, and the light shone on the man.

As time went by, crumbs were seen flying all over the man's body, and his body collapsed and fell apart bit by bit.

Like a broken statue, cracks visible to the naked eye spread across its body, followed by the skin and flesh of its hands and feet detaching, and then the entire body collapsed, with pieces of flesh flying.

Gu Zili breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and saw that the other two battle groups were still fighting. He flashed and came to Zhang Ziqing's side. The golden mirror shot out a ray of light and fixed the man.

Due to Gu Zili's participation, the battle quickly became one-sided. After dealing with the leopard-headed man with ape-arms who was stalemate with Zhang Ziqing, the two of them turned around to help Tang Ning and Wu Tongming deal with the last white-faced man.

At this point, the three strange men guarding the jade coffin were defeated after fighting each other, and their bodies were scattered on the ground.

Obviously they are no longer flesh and blood, but they are refined into this appearance by some unknown method.

And the entire palace had collapsed during the fight between a few people, with broken walls and red bricks and green tiles everywhere.

"It's really strange. These three bodies are obviously refined puppets, but on the surface they are the same as ours. They can each use different skills and magical powers. The puppets have been refined to this extent, and they are considered to be superb." Zhang Ziqing frowned as he looked at the pile of broken body remains at his feet.

Tangning leaned down and picked up a fragment of his little finger. He held it in his hand and examined it carefully. The thumb was very smooth to the touch and extremely tough. No matter how hard he tried, he could not damage it.

"I wonder what kind of treasure is in the jade coffin? Three such special puppet guards were made?"

"Go and take a look and you will know."

"There won't be any accidents! If there is a fourth-level puppet in the jade coffin, we won't be able to deal with it."

"At this point, even if it is really a fourth-level puppet, it will have to force its way through."

"If it was really a fourth-level puppet, based on our movements just now, I'm afraid it would have been alarmed."

Several people talked and walked towards the hall. The entire hall had long ago collapsed, leaving only a pile of broken tiles. The jade coffin was still displayed in its original position. Wei Zili took the lead, pushing the jade coffin open with the golden pagoda on his head.

There was a corpse inside. The flesh and blood of the body had disappeared, leaving only bones. It seemed to be quite old.

When several people saw this, they all breathed a sigh of relief. What they were most worried about was that there was a secret inside the jade coffin. If a fourth-level puppet was really contained, it would be difficult for them to escape intact.