There was silence in the void, except for the sound of the howling wind.
Below Emperor Shun, Ji Hao and others looked at Buzhou Mountain hanging motionless in mid-air with haggard expressions. Half of Buzhou Mountain, Wa Ling, Dong Gong, and Sim worked together, but they only stopped the collapse of the mountain and left it hanging in mid-air. As long as one of the three was unable to catch it, they could continue to fall at any time.
After tidying up his tattered clothes, Emperor Shun solemnly bowed to Wa Ling, Dong Gong and Sim.
A colorful light flashed across Wa Ling's body, and she shouted softly: "Don't be too polite, think about it quickly, what should you do with this half of the broken stone? What a Pangu, it is really remarkable, the piece of spine left behind, actually What can we do if the three of us join forces?"
Wa Ling's tone was extremely unkind, and little bits of donated blood kept dripping down her fair cheeks. It was obvious that her mood was not much better.
Dong Gong held up half of Buzhou Mountain with his hands, two giant hands with a radius of millions of miles, and he was shaking all over, sweat was oozing out, and he didn't even have the strength to speak.
Sim, who was smashed away, roared angrily, and the light around his body flashed, like a madman rushing up. The shadow of a monster above his head expanded to a height of ten thousand feet, and he fiercely waved his front paws to block Buzhou Mountain.
The strong wind in the sky subsided and the haze dispersed. With Sim joining them, both Wa Ling and Dong Gong looked much better.
But Mount Buzhou was so heavy that the bodies of the three of them were swaying a little. It was obvious that they could only temporarily stabilize the half of the Tianzhu. As time went by, they exhausted their mana and they were also unable to do anything to this half of Mount Buzhou.
Di Shun and others looked at the huge half-section of the Tianzhu with a sad face. Wa Ling asked them to think of a way. What can they think of
Suddenly, the metal portal, which was pitch black in mid-air and engraved with countless evil ghost heads, opened with a loud sound, and a large area of rich black death energy poured out from the portal. He was wearing a black robe and holding a pair of children in his hands. The man with the black and white sword floated out of the door.
Seeing such a tragic scene, Ming Taoist was not worried but happy. He smiled at Emperor Shun and said: "Emperor Shun, I will help you this time. If your human race has warriors who die in battle in the future, you have to help me convince 100 million warriors." The heroic soul belongs to my sect!"
Wa Lingqing snorted coldly and glanced at Taoist Ming with an unkind look.
The Ming Taoist trembled slightly. He looked up at Wa Ling and said with a cautious smile: "Wa Ling, Wa Ling, I know you value these human souls and don't want them to escape the reincarnation of heaven after joining my sect. . But this is my way, we have to be reasonable, can’t I help the human race for no reason?”
Wa Ling's face moved slightly and she closed her eyes.
The Ming Taoist smiled, and a black energy rushed out from above his head. With an earth-shattering roar, eight hundred huge figures jumped out of the black energy. Terrifying evil energy swept through the void, and these huge figures that were a hundred feet high began to expand rapidly when they swayed in the wind.
Ji Hao looked closely and saw that the figure released by the Ming Taoist was clearly a flying zombie made by the people of Long Bo.
I don’t know what methods the Ming Taoists used. The zombies made by the Longbo people were hundreds of miles tall. Their bodies were densely covered with black dragon scales, and dragon horns sprouted from their foreheads. The aura around them looked like humans but not humans, like dragons but not dragons. , between life and death, containing infinite evil power.
As their mouths opened and closed, these eight hundred zombies spewed out shiny black mist. The black mist flowed in and out of their mouths like running water. The dull sound of waves kept coming from their bodies, making people unable to help but guess who they were. How much power is rolling inside the body.
"Dong dong dong" was heard continuously. The scales on the backs of the eight hundred huge zombies opened up, and fleshy wings a hundred miles long grew out of the scales. They flapped their wings and flew straight up. He raised his hands to hold Buzhou Shan firmly.
With the sound of "rumbling", half of the tilted Buzhou Mountain began to slowly rise upwards. Where the upper and lower parts of Buzhou Mountain came into contact, due to the movement and friction of the mountain, monstrous flames splashed into the sky, and thunder and lightning rays continued to spray from there. out.
The Ming Taoist chanted a spell rapidly, and a large amount of black mist continued to spray out from his body. The black mist was continuously swallowed by these huge zombies, stimulating the zombies to look up to the sky and roar, and the muscles on their bodies became more and more knotted like dragons. Like a python.
With the Ming Taoist joining in, the four powerful men should be able to straighten the tilted half of Buzhou Mountain. If we think of a way in the future, there may be a chance to refining it and heal it.
But above the sky, in the extremely high sky, a streak of colorful auspicious energy flashed past. Accompanied by the terrifying sound of thunder, hundreds of colorful divine thunders as thick as water tanks roared down and struck the Taoist underworld without falling. on the body.
The underworld man had squeezed out his last bit of strength. He was trying his best to control eight hundred giant zombies to straighten Mount Buzhou. He didn't even have any mana left to defend himself. Hundreds of powerful divine thunders fell, immediately making Taoist Ming howl in agony. The black Taoist robe on his body made large ripples, and countless rays of lightning penetrated the Taoist robe and blasted into his body.
The Nether Taoist practices the Netherworld Ghost Way, and his magic power is extremely evil. The divine thunder from the heaven and earth formation is the nemesis of the Ghost Way.
Normally, with Taoist Ming's Taoist magic power, even if the heaven and earth formations are fully activated, there is nothing he can do. But at this fatal moment, hundreds of thunderbolts struck him at the same time, immediately hitting his limbs and skeletal bones and piercing countless small holes, almost splitting his true spirit into pieces.
"Heaven!" The Taoist Ming roared angrily: "Who controls the hub of Heaven?"
A mouthful of old blood spurted out, and the black energy on the body of the Taoist Underworld suddenly dimmed. The bodies of the eight hundred zombies shook, and their arms were crushed inch by inch by the unusually heavy Buzhou Mountain. Countless dragon scales on the arms disintegrated and fell off, and large areas of black energy Squirts out of their arms.
With a miserable groan, Taoist Ming also opened his mouth and vomited out a mouthful of blood. He fell down for dozens of miles with a haggard expression, and finally managed to stabilize the cloud.
The expressions of Wa Ling, Dong Gong, Sim, and Di Shun changed drastically. They never dreamed that it was the divine thunder from the heaven and earth formation that gave them a fatal blow. Seeing Buzhou Mountain slowly tilting down again, blood continued to seep from the mouths of Wa Ling, Dong Gong, and Sim.
"Fellow Taoists, how can you look at my three brothers and sisters?"
A breeze blew in from the sky, and the Great Equatorian, wearing a red water-fire Taoist robe and a kind and solemn face, sat on a water-fire futon and followed the wind. Seeing the sloping Mount Buzhou, he flicked the whisk in his left hand, and countless lotus flowers condensed with fresh air emerged out of thin air and were gently held at the foot of Mount Buzhou.
Holding a long banner with a chaotic color, Taoist Qingwei stood at the very high zenith with chaotic air currents surging around him, making half of the void restless. He waved the long banner in his hand, and a chaotic divine thunder blasted out, exploding Half of the sky was filled with flames, blasting the door to heaven violently open.
"Who is in control of Heaven? Come out and show me who has the guts to harm this world!"
Taoist Qingwei's face was full of evil aura, and the murderous intention around him was almost solidified.
(End of chapter)