Chapter 569

All the way out of the mausoleum, Chen Luoyang saw the hill above the mausoleum. As expected, it was in turmoil again.

The entire Xiantian Tomb was shaken, and the guard formation outside was also alarmed.

Chen Luoyang straightened his body and came to the top of the mountain.

The golden sycamore tree about ten meters high and low was also in constant turmoil at this moment, and half of its branches and leaves had already withered.

Seeing this, Chen Luoyang nodded secretly.

He stepped forward and came to the plane tree.

The flashing light on the sycamore tree made it difficult for him to get close.

However, due to the mutation in the congenital tomb, half of the seemingly sycamore tree withered and was no longer intact, so after some hard work, Chen Luoyang managed to get close to the sycamore tree.

Then he stretched out a hand and pressed the palm against the tree trunk.

The scene in front of him suddenly changed.

The scene inside the Xiantian Tomb re-emerged in Chen Luoyang's mind.

I saw the hands in the tomb, which had almost broken through the Liangyi diagram, formally stretched out from the tomb, and then grabbed Ji Zhong, intending to drag Ji Zhong into the tomb.

Chen Luoyang watched this scene without impatience.

While he was looking at the scene in the Xiantian Tomb, there were also a large number of strange and unpredictable runes and spells, which flooded into his mind like a tide, making him dizzy.

Chen Luoyang stabilized his mind and tried his best to comprehend as many connotations of these runes and seals as possible in the shortest time.

Fortunately, when Chen Luoyang intervened in the civil turmoil in the Xiantian Palace last time, he abducted some treasures and ancient books of the Xiantian Palace.

For this trip to Xiantian Tomb, Chen Luoyang, like Cheng Yingtian, You Hao and others, made a lot of preparations.

So at this moment, Chen Luoyang could understand a little of the many mysteries passed on by the sycamore tree.

The mystery here is also derived from the Xiantian gossip created by Fuxi, but it is far more profound than the unique knowledge such as Xiantian Dao Zang and Fuxi Yitian Chapter.

Now that time was running out, Chen Luoyang didn't care to understand it deeply, so he could only do it while trying to figure it out.

He pressed the palm of one hand against the sycamore tree.

The other hand held a fist.

Then there was a clear phoenix cry, which sounded from Chen Luoyang's body.

The light and shadow of the colorful phoenix flashed in his pupils, and then turned into a dark golden phoenix.

Between the wings of the phoenix, it shows a different kind of momentum.

It is not as noble as ordinary phoenixes, nor is it as vicious as the blood phoenix of the Blood Phoenix Reincarnation Art of the Blood River.

The dark golden phoenix transformed by Chen Luoyang's fist, with colorful brilliance flashing all over his body, exuding a domineering aura of domineering over the world.

But it was transformed by the "Shaohao" fist in Shenwu Demon Fist.

However, after Chen Luoyang punched "Shaohao", the punch immediately changed again.

This second punch is not as proficient as "Shaohao" just now, but it looks a bit like a beginner who has just practiced and used it for the first time.

Under the condensed fist, what was formed was the appearance of a god with a human face and a bird body, with two dragons on its feet.

It is "Jumang" similar to Ji Zhong in Xiantian Tomb.

Chen Luoyang didn't cultivate "Jumang" at first, but under the current special environment, a style of "Jumang" gradually took shape.

And after Chen Luoyang made the "Jumang" style, without any hesitation, his fist changed again!

The third punch was extremely slow, more jerky and stagnant than the second punch "Ju Mang" just now, and even seemed a little clumsy.

But Chen Luoyang looked solemn and had no other distractions.

When this punch was first struck, a huge Xiantian Eight Diagrams suddenly appeared on the top of Chen Luoyang's head. During the operation of the eight diagrams, it seemed to be more subtle and profound than the Xiantian Dao Tibetan Secret Biography of the Xiantian Palace.

The ancient and mysterious aura reveals that everything in the world seems to be completely reversed, going back to the time before the ancient times, when the prehistoric world was not opened, and the world was not divided.

This punch is called "Fuxi".

The supreme inheritance of the blood of the gods and demons, one of the three strongest moves of the Shenwu Demon Fist.

In the Xiantian tomb, a large amount of spiritual energy gathered in Chen Luoyang's body, helping him to gradually condense the intention of this punch.

And as the "Fuxi" boxing intention gradually took shape, Chen Luoyang absorbed the spiritual energy around him faster, accepted the information from the plane tree, and comprehended it faster.

So his "Fuxi" became more and more concise.

Under the positive cycle, everything is advancing by leaps and bounds.

However, Chen Luoyang had no other distractions at the moment, neither sad nor happy, and he didn't even pay attention to his success in cultivating "Fuxi".

All his mind was concentrated on the plane tree in front of him, on the congenital tomb.

At the same time that Chen Luoyang punched three times in a row, the light above his head flickered, and a ball of light rose and floated.

There is a page of paper in the light ball, with the word "birth" written on it.

Accompanied by Chen Luoyang's fisting intention, under the control and blessing of the fisting intention, the scripture with the word "sheng" slowly flew into the half-withered sycamore tree in front of him.

The word "生" was entered in the heavenly book, and Chen Luoyang's fist was activated, and the sycamore tree suddenly revived.

The turbulent huge congenital tomb also settled down again at this moment.

The scene in the Xiantian Tomb appeared in Chen Luoyang's mind.

But I saw Tianfeng on Ji Zhong's body, making a long cry.

The Liangyitu that blocked the entrance of the tomb was more powerful than before, and began to suppress the tomb again, especially the two giant hands protruding from the tomb.

Ji Zhong could finally breathe a sigh of relief.

But the situation is still not optimistic.

Chen Luoyang could clearly tell that the light and shadow of Jumang covering Ji Zhong's body was much dimmer than before.

And the existence in the tomb became more powerful because of the contact with Ji Zhong just now.

With the support of Chen Luoyang, the congenital tomb was restrained, and his strength had recovered and improved, but the opponent was also more difficult to deal with than before.

The presence in the tomb is extremely powerful.

Tianfeng on Ji Chong's shoulders, because of his rebirth from Nirvana, his strength has not yet returned to its peak.

But it is already comparable to a giant.

However, at this moment, Tianfeng alone is completely unable to compete with the existence in the tomb.

The fight you have now is all because the congenital tomb is still in place, and the seal at the entrance of the tomb has not been completely broken.

Only through the prohibition seal can the opponent be blocked in the tomb.

Otherwise, when we go outside, everyone will drive and fight, and no one present will be spared.

But now, because of the contact with Ji Zhong just now, and the existence in the tomb, his strength has also increased.

A figure came to the door of the tomb, facing Ji Chong and Tian Feng across the Liangyi map.

His image also appeared in Chen Luoyang's mind.

The human face and bird body are clearly the image of Jumang in the legend.

However, this ancient god who symbolizes the vitality of spring, although his whole body exudes vigorous vitality at this moment, under the aura of life, he exudes a fierce death aura.

There is no expression on his face, his eyes are closed.

But this looks like a sleeping death, exuding an aura of extreme tyranny.

This legendary ancient god is really related to the Nether God... Chen Luoyang groaned inwardly.

The other party wanted to capture Ji Zhong's soul.

At that moment, it can be regarded as ushering in the real resurrection.

Now, it's more like a pure walking corpse.

It's just that under the condition of being suppressed and sealed by the Xiantian Tomb, this relic can still move freely and possess such powerful power. Is it because of the extraordinary talent of this Nether God?

While Chen Luoyang was thinking, he stepped up to support the plane tree.

In the process of refining the sycamore tree, he also supported the congenital tomb to continue to suppress the remains of the ancient god in front of him.

It's just that the ancient god relic who absorbed part of Ji Zhong's soul before can exert its own power better than before.

Under his impact, the seal on the door of the tomb could barely be maintained.

But what Chen Luoyang cared about was that this ancient god's relic, or Ji Zhong's own previous body, was still attracting Ji Zhong to throw himself into the trap.

Tianfeng wanted to support the congenital tomb with Chen Luoyang, and it was difficult to protect Ji Zhong for a while, so he could only watch as Ji Chong approached the tomb door involuntarily.

Ji Zhong only felt that his body seemed to be in constant motion at this moment, and even his thoughts were confused.

This scene appeared in Chen Luoyang's mind, and he gave a soft drink.

"rise!"

Seeing that Ji Zhong had arrived at the entrance of the tomb, approaching the ancient god's remains blocked at the door, he suddenly trembled all over his body.

Between Ji Chong's eyebrows, there was a little green light flickering.

A small ray of light expanded rapidly, and then sprouted, turning into a tree trunk with luxuriant branches and leaves in a blink of an eye.

The branch extended from Ji Zhong's forehead like a horn, and even passed through the light and shadow around Ji Zhong's body, turning into an umbrella-like existence in midair, blocking Ji Zhong.

The branches of the trees were entangled, forcing Ji Zhong's figure to stay in place.

Ji Zhong's mind regained a little bit of clarity, and the Tianfeng also let out a long and clear cry of joy.

The ancient god's slough at the door of the tomb closed his mouth, but there was an extremely shocking roar from his body. There was no emotion at all, but it made people feel involuntary and horrified.

Ji Zhong's trunk was still shaking, and the branches and leaves fell off, as if it was almost shattered by the roar of the ancient god.

Chen Luoyang was on the top of the mountain above the mausoleum, his expression focused.

The power of the Aoki Talisman and the Tree of Creation was continuously transmitted to Ji Zhong.

For more than half a year, Ji Zhong took a leaf of the sacred tree every ten days, so it was not for nothing.

Although it is impossible to fully utilize the power of the sacred tree, it is enough to save Ji Zhong's life right now.

And the ancient god's remains in the tomb, or the Nether God, was obviously restless, constantly attacking the seal suppression of the Xiantian Tomb.

Chen Luoyang took a few deep breaths.

The situation in front of him froze for a while.

But it's impossible for everyone to be stuck together like this for a lifetime.

It is necessary to take some risks and seek to actively change the situation.

He carefully pondered the billions of runes and curses that Jin Wutong had passed on.

After a while, after thinking about it, Chen Luoyang pressed his other hand on the trunk of the plane tree.

The roots of the sycamore tree and the top of the mountain, the radiance flows, forming a huge innate gossip map, covering the mountain peak, but also spreading the flames of the surrounding sycamore forest.

Sensing Chen Luoyang's movements outside, although Tianfeng and Ji Zhong didn't know the details, they both felt a slight movement in their hearts.

Trapped in the tomb, he seemed to be in a daze, only the remains of the ancient god who destroyed his desire, and his whole body was visibly shaken, as if he had sensed something, and his roar could almost shatter a person's soul.

Outside the mausoleum, on the top of the mountain, Chen Luoyang raised his hands together.

The tall sycamore tree was pulled out alive.

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