The Magus Era

Chapter 1240: The intention to kill is stirring

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In the northern wasteland, there is boundless northern sky.

Like other continents in the Pangu world, the Northern Wasteland was also shrouded in horrific floods. But unlike other continents, the human race in the Northern Wilderness has long been accustomed to living in the water.

The huge wooden walled city floated on the water, and countless strong warriors of the human race rode various aquatic mounts as they shuttled and cheered in the vast water. Every time lightning flashed in the sky, a varying number of human warriors jumped up, happily chasing after the lightning's afterglow.

There are black turtles, dragon whales, Kunpeng with impure blood, and huge ancient demon sharks. All kinds of aquatic creatures with bodies as big as mountains are making waves in the water, constantly making huge waves.

On the backs of these huge aquatic creatures, many human craftsmen were building cities in the heavy rain.

The low sound of the trumpet drifted far away against the water waves. It was blended with Beiming's secret method. Beiming's specialty materials such as coral sand, fish bone sand, and tortoise shell sand were melted with extremely yin fire, and then cast into pieces and polished neatly. On the rocks together, cities and towns were rapidly taking shape in the heavy rain.

Many tribal elders wearing black gowns rode various aquatic mounts and shuttled back and forth in the rain to check the construction progress of these cities. From time to time, tribal elders yelled loudly, urging the craftsmen to speed up as much as possible while ensuring quality and quantity.

"Master Gonggong is about to ascend the throne of the Emperor of Heaven. We are his personal guards and cannot embarrass him!"

"All war beasts must be raised strong and strong, all castles must be indestructible, and all weapons and armor must be polished to shine! No slacking is allowed, everyone must work hard!"

"Children of the Northern Wilderness, you are the most powerful and courageous good men in the world. As long as Lord Gonggong calls us, we will go to the Central Continent, to the Eastern Wilderness, to the Western Wilderness, to the Southern Wilderness, to attack those weak people. Incompetent humans!"

"My sons, you should enjoy the wealth of those cowards, drink their wine, rape their daughters, kill their children and grandchildren... all of these are blessings bestowed upon you by Master Gonggong!"

Hysterical howls echoed in the iron curtain-like rain curtain, and echoing howls continued to come from all directions, just like a group of hungry wild wolves gathering their companions to go hunting.

Scenes like this can be seen everywhere in the vast Beiming. The various tribes in the Northern Wilderness who have wholeheartedly attached themselves to the Gonggong clan have fallen into a state of extreme madness.

Across the vast and boundless Beiming, in the far north, the wind is biting and blizzards are flying. The heavy rain from high altitude has been frozen into snow flakes and ice beads by the cold air before it reaches the ground.

The vast water surface was replaced by boundless floating ice. A huge amount of Xuanyin Qi was condensed in the thick ice. The Yin Qi was so strong that there was naturally a layer of cold white light. Compared with the pitch-black Beiming, this piece of ice floe is so bright that every detail can be seen.

Beyond the vast glacier area and further to the north, there is a vast expanse of icebergs. The overlapping icebergs stand like walls on the ground, making it difficult for birds to fly and for humans and animals to cross. The strong wind carried large and small ice cubes falling from the sky and crashed into the iceberg cliffs. There were constant dull and harsh crashing sounds 'rumbling' from all directions.

In the core area of the boundless iceberg, an iceberg thousands of miles high is like the king of mountains, enjoying the worship of the surrounding mountains.

Boundless winds and immeasurable dark clouds roared towards this thousands-mile iceberg from all directions, but returned without success time and time again. The strong wind and dark clouds were still tens of thousands of miles away from the iceberg when they were blocked by a gentle force. No matter how much strength they accumulated, they could not get any closer to the iceberg.

On the top of the iceberg, a silver-blue ice dragon huddled quietly in a huge piece of black ice.

With an indescribable mysterious smile, Mu Taoist sat on a huge piece of ice on the top of the mountain. A group of green light floated behind him, and a huge Bodhi tree loomed in the green light with a radius of hundreds of miles.

Under the ice block where Mu Taoist was sitting, the Beiming Jiao King sat cross-legged on a futon made of cold jade, with his eyes closed tightly. A gold vase inlaid with seven treasures was tilted slightly above his head, and drop by drop of viscous juice was filled with colorful light. , slowly and continuously seeped out from the mouth of the bottle, and slowly dripped on the Tianling Cap above his head.

The viscous juice exuding a faint fragrance seeped into Beiming Jiao King's body as soon as it touched his scalp. Beiming Jiao King's body trembled slightly, and traces of cold air continued to seep out from his pores. A ball of silver-blue cold light rotated rapidly, and the viscous juice that entered his body turned into a magnificent torrent of mana, which was constantly swallowed up by this ball of cold light.

The aura of Beiming Jiao King became more and more powerful as the juice continued to blend in.

Originally, he was a master and almighty person who had survived from the prehistoric era to this day, a person who no one in the Gonggong lineage was willing to force. At this moment, his strength was increasing at an incomprehensible speed, and the increased power was extremely refined.

It is even purer and more condensed than the original magic power of Beiming Jiao King, and it is a hundred times or a thousand times pure.

"King Jiao, you have received many benefits from your fellow sects today. When those fellow sects are reincarnated in the future, you should repay them today's kindness." Taoist Mu said softly with a smile: "The merits in this golden bottle are from poor Taoists. Extract 90% of the mana and essence from the bodies of your 129,600 brothers, and smelt it with immeasurable merit."

"With the help of this bottle of merit, you will be reborn and your strength will increase by leaps and bounds. After they are reincarnated in the future, you will be the messenger to usher them back to their sect and rebuild the supreme Taoism." Taoist Mu smiled and looked at Beiming. King Jiao, suddenly he took out a colorful branch and gently knocked it on the head of King Beiming.

"If King Jiao still doesn't wake up, how long will it take?"

Beiming Jiao King's body suddenly trembled. A cold light shot up hundreds of feet above his head. Hearing a loud roar, a silver-blue five-clawed dragon rushed out of the cold light; the dragon surrounded Beiming Jiao King. After turning around three times, he looked up to the sky and let out a loud roar. Another Taoist wearing white clothes and who looked exactly like Beiming Jiao King emerged from the cold light.

The Taoist circled around the Beiming Jiao King and Jiaolong three times, and together with the Jiaolong looked up to the sky and roared, then there was a loud bang, and a man who was three feet and six feet tall, with three heads and six arms, and a body draped in robes appeared out of the cold light. Yingluo Orb, a divine man with a dignified and sacred face.

"Wonderful, this great method has finally taken shape. Since Jiao King can do it, those disciples in the future can also do it!" Taoist Mu couldn't restrain his joy, and couldn't help but nodded in admiration: "In this way, our sect can do it too!" It can be regarded as opening up a new fundamental road, and the future is bright, wonderful, wonderful!"

While he was smiling, dozens of leaves on the colorful branches in Mu Taoist's hands suddenly exploded into pieces.

Mu Taoren's face suddenly twitched, his body swayed slightly, and the thousands of miles of icebergs below suddenly turned into nothingness.

"Ji... Ji Hao... you, you, what evil method did you use to destroy the original imprint of my 57,000 sect members?"

The Mu Taoist looked towards the south with a twitching face, and said in a daze: "You, you, you seek death, you, you, you..."

The overwhelming murderous intention surged out of Mu Taoist's heart, and all the icebergs within a radius of 300 million miles suddenly disappeared into ashes.

(End of chapter)