Resurrection of spiritual energy to become a god

Father Zhao closed his eyes: "That's it, let's go."

Zhao Yin left his father behind and turned around and ran away. Zhao's father saw Zhao Yin fleeing in a hurry and not choosing the right path. My heart throbbed and hurt.

"The Zhao family is really heartless. This kind of family should have been destroyed long ago." He smiled coldly.

He looked at the direction in which Zhao Yin was escaping and said: "Yin'er, your uncle is your biological father. I wonder how you will feel when you hear this. That's all, I hope you get what you want."

Zhao's father whispered some robberies intermittently, vomited a few mouthfuls of blood and fell to the ground dead.

Zhao Yin ran into the formation below in panic and fear. "ah…………

With Baili Mohan as the center, there was a circle of people sitting around, all looking at Baili Mohan with extremely ugly expressions.

They never imagined that they would need to use such a method to leave this continent.

"It's useless for you to look at me. If you want to destroy the formation on this continent, this is the only way I can do it. If you have other ways, I will be happy to see the results and accept your method."

"The Master of the Rune Palace said: I heard that the Taoist Formation spells are very good."

Baili Mohan spread his hands: "I understand what Fellow Daoist Mo means. Many people may have this idea."

Everyone " "

"I think my level of formation is pretty good, but I really have no way to deal with this formation. After all, I'm just a Jintong monk, not an immortal yet."

Everyone thought: You are ordinary, no one knows how to solve this problem that has troubled Cangqiong Continent for countless years. You have only been here a few years and you already know this. Is this still common?

Baili Mohan thought: I didn't say anything extraordinary to make these people look constipated. Forget it, they are all old people.

With a wave of his hand, a virtual map of the Sky Continent appeared in the air in front of him. He used spiritual power to condense eight lines into eight areas, forming a formation.

Everyone: " "

"Can't you understand? But he is actually a formation, no matter what the level of the formation itself is.

This is an array set up by an immortal, and the base of the array is also made of immortal pillars. Since a fairy is brought along, he has this weight. "

Everyone’s expressions changed drastically: “Immortal”

No matter how hard they broke their heads, they would not have guessed that the matter that cut off the advancement path of monks in Cangqiong Continent had something to do with the immortals.

Baili Mohan took out another piece of parchment and asked the people below to circulate it. The expressions of everyone who saw it changed greatly.

"If I hadn't accidentally obtained the few remaining bones of Senior Immortal Lord's formation, there would really be nothing I could do."

"Fellow Taoist, can you let everyone take a look? I think you have never seen what the remains of an immortal look like." Fu Zhengyuan said with evil intentions.

Everyone saw Fu Zhengyuan's expression, but they were also curious about what the immortal's bones looked like.

Baili Mohan saw everyone's faces and felt determined to win. Smiling maliciously. "OK."

Baili Muhan wrapped his hand with spiritual power and placed a fairy bone in the middle of the crowd. Suddenly, a hand grasped the immortal bone as fast as lightning.

"Bang..." Air waves flew in the air.

“Crack…………!

“My hand…………ah…………!

"Boom..." Two pillars in the hall were broken by Fu Yuanzheng and hit the ground heavily.

"Puff... Puff..." Several mouthfuls of blood spurted out, and he passed out.

Everyone was stunned by this series of actions for a long time, and two of them thought to themselves: Fortunately, they were a step slow, otherwise they would be the ones lying on the ground.

"Immortal bones are not something that just anyone can touch." Baili Mohan said expressionlessly.

"and you…………?"

"I have put a spiritual imprint on it."

Everyone " "

"I have also told you where the formation base is now. If you can keep your place and destroy the formation base, everyone will be happy."

Baili Mohan saw several people below looking at each other and then looking away, as if they had done nothing.

He smiled meaningfully: "Everyone, you can discuss other matters among yourselves, and I will not interfere. Just discuss it, and when you make a decision, just let the chief dean inform me."

"When he finally left, he said: "I can afford to wait, but I don't know if you can afford to wait. If you have other ideas, you can try them too. "He glanced at a few people, then turned around and left without hesitation.

In the blink of an eye, three years passed, and a dark formation enveloped a huge pool of blood in the forbidden area of ​​the Zhao family.

Next to it are iron cages one after another. There are countless people and beasts locked inside.

There is a tall altar next to it. The body of the Netherworld double-headed snake is coiled around and around, and the snake's head is placed on the altar.

Lying above the altar was a somewhat feminine-looking man, who seemed to be asleep. Patriarch Zhao was sitting cross-legged next to the man, with a strong aura of death lingering around him.

He raised his hand and touched the young man's face. He seemed to have used a lot of effort to complete this casual action. His pupils have become blurred.

At several large formation-level nodes, "Yuwen Huangji's biological father was also the right-wing elder of the Central Television, a person who knew a little bit about the art of heavenly acting" Kang Fan and Fu Yuanzheng "Raised Three The injury of the year has healed by seven to eight points"

The two elders of the Zhao family and two casual cultivators were either in the middle or late stage of divine transformation. Only Qian Yi is at the peak of his power as a god.

Patriarch Zhao nodded, and the iron cages above the blood pool were opened one after another. The people and animals inside all plop... plop... fell into the blood pool.

These humans and beasts have absorbed a lot of violent potions and are now fighting and biting each other. There was blood and flesh flying everywhere inside, it was a slaughterhouse where life was harvested.

The dark and strange formation condensed all kinds of negative emotions and injected them into the Nether Snake and the people on the stage.

Patriarch Zhao's body gradually became stiff, and a shadow emerged from his body. He was a little dazed at first, but slowly seemed to gain consciousness, and immediately rushed into the body of the man lying on the ground.

The man was shaking violently, and the expression on his face changed drastically. One moment he looked ferocious, the next moment he was in extreme panic, the next moment he looked fierce, and the next moment he was frightened and unwilling.

It's like two people are fighting for control of this body, neither one giving up. In the time it takes for a stick of incense to be burned, the life in the blood pool is getting less and less.

There was no movement on the altar yet. "Do it!" Someone shouted from below. The unprepared Zhao family members at the edge of the blood pool were blasted into the blood pool.

"Ah...ah..." screams came and went.

"Ancestor, why...are you doing this...!"

Seeing that the vitality that was about to be destroyed was gathering again, the pressure on the double-headed Nether Snake was getting heavier and heavier. The few people alive felt the strong murderous aura swarming towards them.

"Hahaha... I succeeded..." The man lying on the ground jumped up and laughed.