Chapter 994: A Chaos (Second Update)

I dare to ask if there is any other one? The more you have, the better!

Today is New Year's Day, uh, those who have to write can't afford to hurt! Those who don't have manuscripts can't afford to hurt even more!

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Book of Life and Death, soul-catching pen.

The two treasures are one. As soon as they were born, all the spiritual energy in Pangu world had fluctuations like the tides of the sea. The auspicious aura fluctuated randomly in the void. Thirty-three days and on the Great Spirit Vulture Mountain, the demon gods of the outer world who were raging on countless planets in the outer world raised their heads in surprise and looked at the auspicious light flying in the sky. A breath that made them uneasy echoed in the Pangu continent, but even the existence with the most powerful cultivation among the demon gods in the outer world could not sense where this aura came from and what was it foreshadowed.

The two treasures were refined from the Pangu Mountains, Rivers and Country Map, and the Pangu Mountains, Rivers and Country Map, indeed, came from the cornea of ​​the Pangu Great Saint, and were fused into this object from the eye masks of the eyes. Wuqi separated the eye masks of the eyes, turned the left eye into a book of life and death, and the right eye into a book of soul-catching pen. In the Pangu world, all information about the creatures with the spiritual energy of the Pangu world in their body is on the book of life and death.

The black soul-catching pen in the right hand swung gently, and the life and death book in the left hand suddenly flipped over page by page. The life and death book that looked just a finger thick had countless pages, one page after another, and each page was densely filled with black small characters with small characters on the head. According to the direction of the stars in the sky, the Pangu world was divided into several large and small areas, each area corresponded to the outer void and a certain land on the Pangu continent.

According to the divided area, the lifespans of people, immortals, ghosts, monsters, monsters, even insects, fish, birds, beasts, and even flowers, plants, trees and other creatures are marked one by one according to the region. Just like Wuqi's pen tip, the life and death book suddenly stops, and the information of Emperor Hao was marked on the current page.

There are people born in the Pangu Continent of Xiongyuan Liangzhu City, the human emperor Hao Zunhuang, who was born to live for 120 years. Taking spiritual fruits for three tribulations, and still had a life of 74,594 years. The soul-grabbing pen is on the name of Hao Zunhuang, and the names of the spiritual fruits that Hao Zunhuang had taken to increase their lifespan, and when he took them, all the information flew out of the life and death book and turned into a small light curtain to hang in front of everyone.

Yan Jun Dajiao happily punched Wuqi in the chest, and he laughed and said, "Brother, it's finally done. Hey, celebrate!"

He said he was celebrating, but Yan Jun Dajiao used all his strength to use his breasts. He hoped that one punch could hit Wuqi ugly. Who told Wuqi to crazily draw Yan Jun Dajiao's natal true fire in the past tens of millions of years, and almost took time out Yan Jun Dajiao. The uncomfortable feeling Yan Jun Dajiao will never forget it in this life.

So Wuqi had just refined two strange treasures. Yan Jun Dajiao immediately took a deep breath, recovered his full strength in just a moment, and immediately punched him.

Wuqi didn't even look at Yan Jun Dajiao. He stood steadily, letting Yan Jun Dajiao's fist hit his chest. Then he heard a loud noise like two iron ingots colliding. A "buzzing" echo came from Wuqi's chest. His body did not look like flesh and blood, but rather like a big bell made of gold and iron. Yan Jun Dajiao gritted his teeth and howled to the sky, covering his left hand tightly with his right fist and retreated dozens of steps backwards.

Yao Ling and other great talents in Hedao Realm were sharp-eyed. They saw that the palms below the wrist of Yan Jun Dajiao's right fist had completely deformed, and the trembling of the bones and flesh gave people a feeling of tenderness and elasticity like to tofu brain. It was obvious that all the tissue structures under the skin of Yan Jun Dajiao's right fist were shattered by the anti-shock force, and the flesh and blood mixed with the flesh and flesh turned into a ball of soy milk.

The saints looked at Wuqi in horror, and the god of dying exclaimed: "Old Monster Yuan Ling, your body..."

Wuqi twisted his neck disapprovingly, making a crisp sound of joints. He said lightly: "It's nothing, I just have gained something occasionally over the years. I have practiced the last article of the Great Art of Refining Heaven, and it's just a preliminary Hinayana. Big horn, you hit me, you can't blame me!"

Yan Jun Dajiao laughed dryly and twisted his right hand in a mess. With Wuqi's words, his right hand had recovered as before, but the severe pain and shock caused by the crushing of his right fist just now still circling in Yan Jun Dajiao's heart. He gritted his teeth and looked at Wuqi and muttered in a low voice: "What a hard body, your body is now the most powerful among the Chaos Demon Gods, right?"

He clenched his fist and patted his chest, making a crisp roar of gold and iron. Wuqi nodded and said, "I'm afraid this is the case. Unless the Jade Demon and the Golden God were able to survive until now and have made breakthroughs in cultivation, my current body is a hundred times stronger than at the peak of my previous life. Well, maybe a hundred times is not, but ninety times is safe."

The saints were shocked and looked at Wuqi with the look of looking at the monster, too lazy to discuss this issue. The body of the old man Yuanling in his previous life was ranked among the top three among the Chaos Demon Gods, and now it is a hundred times stronger than the peak of his previous life. What is this concept? In other words, it is not so easy for a powerful man in the Hedao Realm to hurt his body, unless he uses the Hongmeng treasure-level magic weapon to hit Wuqi.

Yao Ling curled his lips and sighed: "Old Monster Yuanling is Old Monster Yuanling, well, what happened?"

Just now, a flash of inspiration flashed in the Life and Death Book. In the directory of the Heavenly Court, more than fifty immortal officials who were marked as the cultivation level of the Golden Immortal suddenly died. Wuqi hurriedly pulled it with a soul-catching pen, and the souls of dozens of golden immortals were instantly sucked into the Life and Death Book. The powerful energy contained in their immortal souls was released in one volume of the Life and Death Book, and turned into a rolling spiritual energy to feed back to the Pangu world.

Dozens of exclamations came, and a trace of true spirits of these golden immortals were all penetrated into the six realms of reincarnation. Without being baptized by the water of the Netherworld Yellow Spring, they were directly sent into the reincarnation. A flash of spiritual light flashed across the Life and Death Book. These golden immortals escaped into the Reincarnation and were reincarnated in a certain family. Information such as being a man or a woman appeared in the Life and Death Book, but the data of the original dozens of golden immortals completely dissipated invisible.

Dozens of golden immortal souls were forcibly absorbed by Wuqi with the Life and Death Book and the Soul-Gathering Pen and sent them into the cycle of reincarnation, turning the huge power in their immortal souls into spiritual energy and feeding back to the Pangu world. A purple cloud hits in the sky, and the rain of merits slowly falls, half of which merges into Wuqi's body, and half of which merge into the Life and Death Book and the Soul-Gathering Pen respectively. This merit is not much, but there is also 30% of the merits obtained by killing the leader of the Wanxian League.

Wuqi nodded happily. Sure enough, "saving" these immortals and Buddhas have great merits. Although they did not do it themselves, they drove their powerful souls into the samsara and completely turned them into mortals. This is in line with the interests of the heavenly way in the Pangu world, so a large number of merits have been lost. Wuqi is not polite. He incorporated all these merits into his body and integrated them with the faith power of the Yanhuang people accumulated over the years.

The domineering and majestic aura brought to Wuqi by the human emperor's aura became a little deeper. Wuqi's spiritual sense swept towards Zhou Tian and also made a scream that was exactly like Yao Ling: "What's going on? Tsk, Thirty-Three Days, Daling Vulture Mountain, is this robbered?"

The great saints such as Yan Jun Dajiao explored their spiritual senses one after another. They were shocked to find that in addition to Pangu Continent, they were also a pure land, and the void in the outer realm had long been destroyed. At least one million planets were rolling black smoke in the outer realm starry sky. The rock layers of the planet were blasted open, and magma poisonous fire erupted. The fireworks sprayed out from some giant planets spewed out at least tens of millions of miles away in the void.

Immortals, Buddhist cultivators and the demons in the foreign land were fighting wildly on these planets, without even caring about the damage to the surrounding environment. Some powerful mantras were bombarded like raindrops, and some mantras even directly crushed the stars where they were. The huge planet exploded, and the terrible power swept all the immortals, Buddhist cultivators and demons on it, and there were no one in the thousands who could escape.

There was no immortal in the Thirty-Three Heavens. The once gorgeous and majestic palace palace has turned into the residence of demon gods. Those demon gods with strange shapes have done something strange. Thirty-Three Days are covered with various slime and spider silk. All kinds of strange demon gods are rolling and crawling around these slimes with extremely terrible colors and smells. A large number of demon god eggs are hatching, and some demon gods are throwing eggs that have not yet hatched in the same tribe to think they are playing.

All the immortals have retreated to the Daluo Heaven thirty-three heavens away. The terrifying purple thunder thunder spreads outside the Daluo Heaven. Any foreign demon god will immediately turn into ashes once they get close. Look at the magical powers of the powerful powers of the Dao Realm, but the ban set up by the nine Taoist ancestors themselves.

The six peaks in front of Dalingjiu Mountain were completely lost, and only the last Leiyin Mountain was still in the hands of Buddhist disciples. Eighteen demon gods, who were thousands of miles tall, were holding a big hammer made of white bones, and smashing at the Buddhist formation above Leiyin Mountain one after another. The rumbling sound was 90% similar to Leiyin.

Looking at such a broken scene, Wuqi was confused, and Yan Jun Dajiao and the others were also stunned.

Although it took nearly ten million years for them to refine the Life and Death Book and the Soul-Selection Pen, this time was only more than nine years for the outside world. In such a short time, why is the fundamental and important land of Heaven and Buddhism as messy as the sweet potato field that was arched by hundreds of wild boars in turn?

"Oh, is this retribution?" Although Yan Jun Dajiao was a little stubborn, he was not stupid either. His eyes were so bright that it was hundreds of miles long and wide. He looked up and looked out into the sky where the Wa Palace was. In the past few years, they have been busy helping Wuqi to refine treasures. Who else can cause such a big stir besides the one in the Wa Palace?

As for the other people in the Holy Alliance, Yanjun Dajiao would rather believe that they have been snoring in their lairs in the past ten years. How could they do such a thing?

Everyone also turned their eyes to the sky outside the sky where the Imperial Palace of Wa was located. A fierce battle, but an extremely terrifying battle suddenly appeared in front of everyone. Yan Jun Dajiao and others were shocked and immediately cursed and turned into a series of spiritual lights to fly towards the sky outside the sky. Yan Jun Dajiao even kept slandering: "Damn, how can you bully more people? More than people, right? Let's see who has more brothers!"

Wuqi was slightly stunned. He pondered for a moment, then said a few words to Yanjun Dajiao, and then he also turned into spiritual light to escape.
Chapter completed!