Chapter 215

The Eastern Emperor felt something at the same moment and turned to look at the familiar face he hadn't seen for thousands of years.

The original spirit of emperor Jun condensed out, and the aura integrated into his eyebrows, flashing.

"Dijun, long time no see!"

He stood there in a low voice, as if to himself.

"Father!" Prince Lu Ya's long red hair spread over his shoulders, and his breathing became heavy.

He has rarely returned to the demon court since he was chased and killed by Dayi. After all, he can still live well under the taboo of Nvwa saint. If he falls into the battle of Lich again, he may be completely liquidated.

I'm afraid his last sun will also fall.

But he watched his father and uncle collapse in the heavenly palace.

His mother Xihe followed Dijun away, which made him very painful.

Under the constant admonishment of the Nu Wa sage, Lu pressure improved slightly, but since then he has been silent and never cared about what happened in the world.

"Land pressure, don't get excited. Your father's spirit is still unstable. If it is impacted by your sun's true anger, it is likely to disperse again."

Nu Wa saw this and formed a diaphragm between Dijun and Lu pressure.

"Dijun!" the Eastern Emperor Taiyi stared at the figure with tears in his eyes!

"Now, give me Taiyi's flesh!"

Nu Wa looked at the Eastern Emperor and said to Lu Ya.

In order to revive Dijun these years, Lu Ya made a lot of efforts. After the emergence of the temple of casting, he completely restored Dijun's body.

Land pressure takes it out of its own space.

His eyes are closed and there is no vitality.

Nuwa took out the Cucurbita vine and looked at Dijun's body a little, which instantly recovered its vitality.

Just no soul, temporarily unable to wake up.

She said to the silent soul of Dijun: "go!"

Emperor Jun nodded, glanced at his son and brother, and fused towards his flesh.

Sanqing looked at all this with a complex look. No matter Dijun or the Eastern Emperor, they were all great enemies in those years.

And now he has been raised to fight against foreign enemies. I have to say that all this seems to be a dream death.

"I'm afraid it will be difficult to get along with later!" Yuanshi Tianzun said without beginning or end.

The Supreme Master said, "I'll talk about it later!"

"Maybe after this war, we can get beyond heaven?"

The leader of Tongtian cult looks very confident.

"Hum, it's not that easy!" the original thought that the leader of Tongtian sect was a little whimsical. After all, the meteorite holy pill was still in his body. If the Taoist ancestors wanted them to leave the jurisdiction of Tiandao, I'm afraid they would have pulled away the meteorite holy pill long ago.

However, what they don't know is that Hongjun has quietly stripped the meteorite holy pill under Ye Fan's suggestion.

The meteorite holy pill they feel now is only a group of illusory feelings formed under the condition of growing for a long time.

It's like someone who has lost his arm, but feels he can command his fingers.

Seeing this, Ye Fan smiled and glanced at Xiang Hongjun.

The old man was so bad that he had cancelled the meteor Saint pill and didn't tell them.

Let them worry all the time. The bad old man is very bad.

On the other hand, Haotian led the gods of war in Tianting and the gods enfeoffed in the list of gods to begin their lifeless promotion.

People now take Nezha and Yang Jian as their goals, frantically consuming the power of origin, the power of the world and the mark of the three worlds.

Yuanchen tripod, Taixu roulette and heaven and earth melting furnace all run madly in the holy heaven.

If this thing didn't need maintenance, Ye Fan was worried that if it was used like this, it would collapse directly.

The prompt sound of the system keeps ringing in this space. What's more, when you change your race, you don't forget to improve your cultivation talent.

It's just a dead look.

However, although this consumes a lot of yourself, everyone has this belief in his eyes!

That is the constant strengthening of the mind and the persistence to become a strong person.

At the moment, even the celestial fairies are frantically improving themselves. Many people nearby are pale and have the sign of fainting, but they are rescued by the woman next to them with the pill obtained from the roulette. They restore the power of the world again and begin to improve.

True immortals, heavenly immortals, golden immortals

A little flower demon was still in the realm of refining God and emptiness one moment ago, and became an immortal directly the next moment.

The reason is that a favorite person drew a gourd and three turn golden elixir from the Taixu roulette and gave her one.

This happens constantly in the holy day.

Lower bound.

Behind the Styx cult leader, a sea of blood obscures the sky and the sun. Under the sea of blood is a group of black mosquitoes, whose sharp mouthparts are scattered with forest cold light.

If it is pierced, let alone blood, even the bone marrow can be sucked dry.

"Styx, let me go to your blood sea for a walk. I have not sucked blood for so many years. I almost forget the taste of blood."

The black mosquitoes made a sharp, harsh and disgusting sound at the same time.

The ancestor of Styx stared at it coldly: "get out!"

"Hey, you are so funny. There is so much blood in the sea of blood that you are not willing to give me a drop. Dig!"

"Hum, the devil came and let you suck enough, but not now."

Roar!

In front of the Styx, there are millions of true immortals without souls, which are made by the Lord of the temple.

Although it has a complete body, it does not have its own soul. These creatures appear to make zombies.

His voice spread all over the land of beigulu island.

Ying Gou, Hou Qing and Han Yu are standing in the sky and sucking blood crazily.

There was a long and thin slit in the neck of each creature, and the blood gathered like a gurgling stream, and finally became an ocean river.

Four bloody rivers formed in the air and flew to the mouths of different zombie ancestors.

The evil spirit revealed by itself is constantly eroding millions of creatures below.

These people's bodies have changed from full to dry, from dry to full, only less than a quarter of an hour has passed.

It's just that the blood is replaced by evil Qi, and the color of his body becomes gray.

Roar!

Tens of thousands of zombies opened their eyes at the moment. This is the zombie formed by the evil influence of Ying Gou.

His eyes were full of blood, his body grew fine scales, and his tusks were growing constantly.

"It's only tens of thousands!"

Ying Gou glanced at the millions of creatures waiting for him to suck blood, and a trace of confusion flashed in his eyes.

He never felt that sucking blood was such a painful thing.

"It's not over yet, I'm tired to death!" the fire behind the dryland rose, with a face of deep resentment.

"Tired? Then you're OK. I can't support it!" Hou Qing covered his swollen stomach and looked miserable.

There's too much blood. He hasn't come yet.

The rampant fan below shouted, "speed up, stop and do what? If you don't complete the task, think about the consequences."

The three zombie ancestors looked at each other: "keep working!"