The attack has quietly approached.
Zuo Qingtian could feel the sound of the dragon, phoenix and unicorn roaring in the sky unwittingly began to shake his soul, and slowly his ears lost hearing, but the soul sea roared like thunder.
The scene of the ancient demon gods in front of him also disappeared, and it became a very abstract picture. The soul seems to still feel that it is still a dragon or a phoenix or a unicorn, but only a strange distortion can be seen visually.
The world has become abstract.
It seems that everything is an image, so is the sound, and so is the picture.
This is... Da Yin Xi Sheng, the elephant is invisible
Breaking away from the traditional yin and yang, five elements, time and space, life and death... but sound and picture, hearing and vision, from the outside to the inside, straighten the soul and return to chaos.
Is this also chaos
Maybe.
Before chaos opens, it may be so abstract.
Zuo Qingtian didn't know if it was, in short, he really had never been exposed to a similar attack mode.
The effect is also obvious... If he can't break free from this state, he will be in this state for the rest of his life.
Being in a strange chaos, like entering a special realm, becoming an exiled wandering ghost.
Thinking of this, Zuo Qingtian has a certain degree of familiarity. Banishment and seal can still be related to his research. It can be seen that the new way of the world cannot be separated from the origin of the Dao, at least in the specific feedback of offense and defense, damage reduction, control, exile, confinement and seal always have one manifestation, and there will never be no reason for people to disappear.
Since there is a manifestation, there is a track of cracking.
A bloody vortex appeared in Zuo Qingtian's palm.
I don't know the specific intention of the other party to draw the shape of the ancient demon god. Maybe it is necessary for some medium, but it is a good thing for Zuo Qingtian. Although they are all fake, in fact, as long as they have their shape, they have a certain spirituality. If the demons and gods still have divinity, it is the way for the gods to descend. This is too familiar to a phaseless person of the Way of the Witch God.
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In the blood-colored vortex, the blood shadows of the demon gods continued to entangle and emerge, and that trace of spirituality was accurately captured, turned into flesh and blood, and then changed from biological death to a rich blood of death, slamming into the void of this world.
He had nowhere to start with his own strength, but he borrowed the spirituality of the world itself, turned it into the blood of a demon god, and became a fuse to break open this world.
In the void, Yunxiu couldn't help but admire, the Lord of the Witch God is the Lord of the Witch God, and his understanding of the Great Dao is far from comparable to those of the Witch God Sect. If what everyone encountered back then was not He Guihunfeng Burui but Zuo Qingtian, even if we didn't mention the difference in strength, we understood the law, and now everyone's grave should be three feet tall.
But just at the position where Zuo Qingtian broke out of the world, a mass of mud suddenly smeared up.
Death Qi collided with the mud, and the mud became smashed, but there was a seed attached to the blood Qi, and it lingered no matter what.
Zuo Qingtian could already see Xu Budo and Ju Yunxiu standing in the void in front of him.
He looked down at the seed in his palm and frowned, "What does this mean?"
It was so abstract before, and he didn't ask any questions. At this time, a seed of such understanding seemed to him inexplicable.
Because the seed itself has no power whatsoever.
The spiritual energy is very strong, and it may be very powerful to grow into something from heaven and earth, but at present it is really just a pure seed.
Xu Budo grinned and said, "You turn away your dead energy, and I create life, that's all."
With the voice, the seeds suddenly sprouted.
Zuo Qingtian's expression changed greatly.
He found that all the flesh and blood of the demon god he had condensed just now had become the sustenance of this seed. This seemingly inconspicuous seed was frantically competing with him for blood and savage energy, and then he could not grab this seed.
There are no demon gods here, it's just the meager spirituality in the painting. It was Lao Tzu's supernatural powers that condensed and evolved the blood of demon gods. Why did you steal this inexplicable seed from you
The most annoying thing is that it can't be grabbed!
"In terms of the ability to absorb nutrients from the soil and grow and break the ground regardless of everything, a human being is obviously no better than a random grass." Xu Budo said with a smile: "Of course, there is nothing to argue about with your general grass and trees competing for nutrients, but so do I. Nothing."
Ten Thousand Dao Immortal Palace, the way of agriculture.
In just such a sentence, the spirituality of those demon gods has been completely absorbed, and the seeds have turned into grass, which cannot be attached to Zuo Qingtian's hands.
Then... He began to frantically absorb Zuo Qingtian's own flesh and mana.
It was said that "plastic life, that's all..." But now it started to kill.
Zuo Qingtian was not surprised, he was shocked, trying to shake the grass away. The grass swayed lowly, but was not shaken away after all.
"Don't look at the delicate grass, the strong wind that can destroy huge trees blows, and the grass is alive and well. I want to pull it out, but I find that people's roots are much deeper than what I see outside. ." Xu Budo explained dutifully.
In fact, Zuo Qingtian can understand it without explanation, and even Zuo Qingtian knows why Xu Budo has such a cheap mouth and just wants to explain.
Because he really wanted to let the world know what the New Way is, what is the difference between it and the traditional immortal arts, and... Is it more immortal than throwing a fireball and smashing a thunderbolt
This is the heart of comparison and the desire for evangelism that the founders cannot hide.
The sermon was spread on Tangtang Wuxiang...
Zuo Qingtian didn't know whether to be angry or laugh. The inexplicable paintings and sounds, and the inexplicable agricultural methods are incompatible with the conventional fairy painting style, but there is no reason to deviate from the world at all. If it is a weekday contest, Zuo Qingtian may be very happy and have the fun of fighting.
However, at this moment, it is a life-and-death battle. Although Zuo Qingtian is a belligerent, he is not a lifeless martial idiot. His life is more important.
While controlling his flesh and blood not to be absorbed, the other hand quickly grabbed the piece of grass in his hand, and directly ripped off a large piece of his own flesh and blood. Withered quickly in the void.
However, the field of painting was closed, and he was in that abstract state of exile, unable to get out.
From beginning to end, Zuo Qingtian was trying to crack the new way, and he didn't even send out an attack.
He didn't care about the flow of his own blood, silently replied to the somewhat disordered blood in his body, and suddenly said: "You two are here with me, aren't you afraid of Tiansongzi slaughtering your disciples?"
Xu Budo smiled without answering.
Zuo Qingtian understood: "The two of you are mainly trying to trap me, because you are not sure to kill me. That is to say, I expect the other side to kill Tiansongzi first, and then come together to kill me... You have also arranged stronger hands to deal with Tian pine nuts."
"It's not that it was deliberately arranged to kill who first." Xu Budo said honestly: "It is the work of the gambling sect to isolate you. You can't resist the tricks of the gambling sect, but they can't achieve accurate distribution, only Can roll dice randomly. You are lucky, you are assigned to us, Tiansongzi is less lucky... "
"..." Zuo Qingtian was extremely solemn: "Who is lurking here? Xiyue? Hemou?"
"No." Xu Budo is still honest: "It's just that Tiansongzi has no horses, we have."
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The randomly assigned positions of Tian Songzi were exactly the same as Zuo Qingtian saw.
Dragons and phoenixes soar, unicorns roar, demons dance wildly, and gluttons are fighting Qiongqi.
It can be seen that all areas are actually a layout...
"It's just a mural that pretends to be a ghost." Tian Songzi glanced at it, because he was too familiar with these ethnic groups.
Phoenix is not one.
Why was Meng Qingying called Fenghuang in her previous life, not Phoenix? It's not a deliberate fake, nor is it purely the emperor's intention, but because it is the first phoenix in the beginning, with multi-colored patterns, not single-color patterns. So it itself can become one into five. After that, new phoenixes continued to be born and evolved from the gate. At this time, they were all monochromatic phoenixes, as their subordinates, and then multiplied into ethnic groups.
As far as the eldest of his family is a single dog, and the others are in pairs, Meng Qingying recalled her previous life with tears in her eyes. She didn't know how she survived.
It's too far away, in short, Tiangong enslaved many dragons and phoenixes at this time, as well as unicorns... they are all mounts.
Tiansongzi's mount is a unicorn.
If you want to break this kind of painting, the real unicorn will appear, and the fake will be broken naturally...
Tiansongzi waved his sleeve, auspicious clouds rose, and a little unicorn jumped out.
As if to say, I have a horse too.
"Go, tear up this fake painting." Tian Songzi pointed forward: "It's a big blasphemy to pretend to be a unicorn."
The little unicorn stared blankly at the mural for a long time, then suddenly screamed in ecstasy.
Then... a hoof kicked Tian Songzi's chest.
Tiansongzi: "???"
At the same time, a terrifying coercion came from the sky, the colorful auspicious clouds were like gathering wind and thunder, and a snow-white unicorn stepped on his head fiercely with violent fury.
The murals in this area do look the same as elsewhere... The difference is that the paintings in other areas are all fake, and the paintings in this area... are a little real.
The dragon and phoenix are fake, and the unicorn is real.