Chapter 154

"No!"

In the whirlpool, people felt that their mana was gradually fading, and their connection with the famine began to weaken; The perception of the avenue is not as clear as usual.

The decline of mana is nothing to the six people. After all, mana is not too dependent on Da Luo Jinxian.

But the connection with the wasteland became weak, which made the six people panic.

The reason why the great golden immortals can not die and die is that they rely on the wasteland. They brand their own roads and coincide with the wasteland ten thousand roads, so they can exist with the heaven and earth and never die and die.

If the connection with the famine is disconnected, the brand of the road will fall into eternal silence, and the characteristic of immortality will disappear. At that time, death is really death.

How can they not panic!

Da Luo Jinxian, after all, is only detached from the long river of fate, not from the wasteland. Out of the wasteland, how can they mobilize the power of the origin of heaven and earth?

The six people were anxious and could not look for each other's trouble. They used their strongest magic powers one after another and blasted around in order to break the vortex and get away from here.

At this time, the most anxious of the six people was undoubtedly Feng Zichen. He can have the power to compete with Da Luo Jinxian, which is all due to the luck of the human race.

Because of this, as his connection with the boundless world weakened, his connection with the human spirit began to become as if there were nothing.

Keep going like this. Before long, he will fall from the realm of Da Luo Jinxian.

At that time, without anyone else's hands, this terrible vortex can erase him.

Boom!

For a time, the avenue was full of breath, and all kinds of brilliance flashed. Several kinds of supreme supernatural powers that only existed in the legend were successively played out from the hands of the six people and roared on the vortex, but they failed to set off the slightest waves.

"How about working together, everyone?"

Unable to leave here for a long time, coupled with the continuous weakening of the connection between flood and famine, Mitian moved in his heart and proposed to the people.

One person can't, six people may work together.

"Good!"

"Yes!"

Knowing that this was the only chance, Feng Zichen and others immediately agreed.

Seeing that they couldn't break the vortex with their own strength, the six temporarily put aside their hatred and decided to break the place together.

Xing Tian's eyes were so cold that he suddenly spit out a mouthful of witch's blood essence against Xing Tian's axe.

After absorbing the blood essence of the great witch, the Xingtian axe automatically suspended in mid air and burst into a bright light, which is the light of opening the sky. On it, there are some chaotic Tao patterns, which are madly intertwined.

Gradually, a vague shadow of a giant axe appeared beside Xing Tian's axe, emitting an earth breaking atmosphere.

Open the God axe!

Taking his own blood as a guide, Xing Tian borrowed a trace of the power of the Kaitian divine axe from the fragments of the Kaitian divine axe in Xing Tian's axe.

"Cut!"

Raise Xing Tian's axe, Xing Tian gives a big shout, uses his strongest strength to chop forward.

Suddenly, the bright axe came out with the empty shadow of the open sky divine axe.

"Go!"

Between life and death, the Moro did not dare to leave his hand. When his left hand turned over, he took out a long black arrow and put it on the God killing bow. He opened the bow and took an arrow and shot in the direction of the attack of Xing Tian.

This arrow is an acquired treasure. However, unlike other acquired treasures, it is a consumable and can only be used once.

In ancient times, the war between the three ethnic groups continued, resulting in famine, sadness and chaos everywhere. There were evil spirits, resentments and robbery in heaven and earth.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the Moro spent millions of years collecting the evil Qi and robbery Qi between heaven and earth... Refining nine long arrows of the most precious level in the future.

Since ancient times, the Moroccan has experienced many wars. There are few of these nine long arrows left.

Now, when the arrow is taken out, the flesh of the Moro is extremely painful. This is his strongest card. He is not willing to use it in the fierce battle with Xingtian.

If it were not for his own life and death, he would never use this arrow.

"Roar!"

Kuafu's body rose two blue and yellow lights in vain, and gradually formed two powerful Tao shadows in the air.

One of the figures, green as a green bamboo, has a bird body and a human face, and takes two dragons. It is Wu Jumang, the ancestor of Oriental wood.

Another figure, snake tail, seven hands behind the back, two hands in front of the chest, holding the Teng snake with both hands, is the ancestor of the central earth, the empress of the witch.

Kuafu evolved the later earth phase with his own blood, and evolved the sentence mang phase with his own road. With the blessing of the two ancestral witches, Kuafu played a green and yellow divine light and roared to the place where Xing Tian attacked.

Mitian's face changed. He suddenly clenched his teeth, as if he had made up his mind. He pointed to Mitian's mirror, and illusory figures flew out of the mirror and rushed in the direction of the bombardment.

Those illusory figures have been transformed by the creatures he has killed since his debut.

After these creatures were killed by mitzvah, their true spirits were broken, returned to heaven and earth, and gave birth to new innate creatures.

Their bodies, as well as their origins, were refined by the heavens, integrated into the heavenly mirror, and transformed into a special spirit to fight for him.

The realm of these creatures is high and low. Most of them are Taiyi golden fairyland, a small part are golden fairyland, and even there are two fierce beasts at the level of golden fairyland.

This is also the means to suppress the bottom of the box. When he fought with Kuafu, he was always at a disadvantage and didn't use this move. Now, he can't hide it.

"Futu tower, get out!"

Taoist annihilator's face showed a ferocious color and gave a sharp drink. With the towering death and strong evil spirit, an 18 story futu demon tower slowly rose from his head.

There was a strong breath of death around the pagoda, which was like the destination of death and the resting place of all souls. At a glance, it gave birth to the meaning of destruction.

In each tower, there are countless souls floating and sleeping inside. They have either a peaceful face or a painful face.

This scene inevitably made Feng Zichen think of the eighteen layers of hell in the legend of later generations.

Moreover, the level of this tower is only the treasure of the day after tomorrow, but it gives Feng Zichen a feeling of extreme danger, which is stronger than the danger brought by the twelve products of annihilating Black Lotus.

You know, annihilating Black Lotus is the best congenital treasure. As the most precious treasure after tomorrow, this futu tower is stronger than it. What an incredible thing.

This also shows that this treasure is no less than the chaotic pearl and Hongmeng road clock in his hands.

Feng Zichen has only heard of one such magic weapon, which is the heaven turning seal made by the emperor of the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty with a piece of Buzhou mountain.

Feng Zichen didn't know that the pagoda was made by the devil ancestor Luo Xuan, who collected endless dead Qi and the souls of hundreds of millions of creatures.

By virtue of this treasure, he intends to bring the power of death into his own hands as a hindhand for his sanctification.