Chapter 843: Dry and White Hair

The conflict broke out in an instant. This was the first collision between the Wanling Sect and the other shore.

The situation was like a needle against a wheat spike. The thunder in the sky stirred the fire in the earth. A fierce explosion and a big explosion came.

The Son of Revelation was glowing all over, and even his hair turned golden. He was like a burning star. He rushed forward, turned into a residual shadow that cut through the sky, and rushed towards the thirteen black knights at an astonishing speed.

It must be said that "The Holy Spirit Descends" is indeed a supreme secret method. This holy son of the Apocalypse lineage used this method at the cost of his life. The whole person was like cast in gold, and the majestic energy erupted, shining the sky, and the surrounding black mist was purified.

In the same direction, the iron cavalry galloped. The leading knight was wearing black iron armor. He sneered and stabbed the halberd in his hand into the air.

At the same time, the other twelve knights behind him also urged their horses and waved their spears.

Boom!

The thirteen knights seemed to have joined forces to a point, their iron armor flashed, and they resonated with each other.

Buzz!

A mighty force rose up, turned into a nine-headed dragon, and suddenly twisted into a ball, and the black fog expanded all over the sky.

Bang!

Suddenly, a terrifying wave shook out, and the rolling black fog rushed up to the sky for dozens of miles, and the sky suddenly became as dark as ink.

"... What is that?!"

The three great masters behind the young man in white, Sas, Scorpion King, and Ye Modie, all showed shocked and horrified expressions.

At this moment, the black fog covered the sky, rumbling, and pressed down like a mountain.

This is an extremely terrifying force, dark and overwhelming, and the black fog turned into a black cloud covering the sky and the earth, as if a black ocean was rolling and rushing down.

This scene is very scary. The three great masters can feel the huge oppression, which is comparable to the power of immortals and gods.

In the black cloud that was pressing down, it was vaguely seen that the nine condensed dragon spirits were turning into a huge white-bone dragon, roaring and soaring into the air.

Boom!

The white-bone dragon was covered with bone shells and gray bone spurs. Seven bone horns grew on its head. It was raising its head, and red blood was gushing out of its eyes.

This was the hideous and terrifying corpse dragon king. This white-bone dragon had no scales on its body. It was covered with layers of joints, like a giant centipede, and was wrapped in green magic flames.

As soon as this dragon appeared, it sprayed out black airflows all over its body. The sky was full of black wind, humming like the howling of ghosts and gods!

The gloomy wind was fierce, and the wind that seemed to come from the underworld made people feel cold in their bones.

The wind howled, sometimes condensing into a hideous human face, sometimes turning into a demon with scales and horns, and sometimes turning into many tragic evil ghosts.

"The incarnation of hell... Is this the Ten Thousand Bones Demon Dragon?"

Yamadie almost screamed.

"I understand."

The great venerable Sas was horrified, and the old man muttered to himself: "What a powerful Ten Thousand Bones Demon Dragon. This should be the magical secret method in the "Nine Nether Hell Nili Sutra" of the prison-suppressing lineage in the legend. It requires collecting nine dragons that have transformed into immortal bodies of heavenly corpses, condensing their corpse qi, and transforming them into the Nine Nether Demon Qi.

At the same time, there is also the true meaning of the pain library of millions of people in the secular world, evolving the hell phase with human hearts, and finally combining with the Nine Nether Demon Qi, transforming the power of the nine dragons into the Nine Nether Ten Thousand Bones Demon Dragon. Once this demon dragon appears in the world, it will be comparable to the full force of the scattered immortal strongman."

"So powerful!"

The Scorpion King hurriedly reminded loudly.

"Son, be careful!"

The young man in white raised his head as if he had sensed something.

At this moment, the centipede-like joints of the Nine Nether Ten Thousand Bones Demon Dragon stretched out one by one. The demon dragon slithered its body, carrying thousands of ghosts, and swirled the magic fire and green flames in the void for nine circles, opening up a nine-layer small world.

These nine layers of small worlds are clearly nine small hells evolved, with thousands of ghosts roaring inside. The howling of ghosts and gods one after another is conveyed from the nine small worlds, which makes people feel extremely scared.

Each hell world is full of endless pain and cruelty, like a big millstone, constantly turning, and like a whirlpool, it seems to absorb all the souls of ordinary beings into it.

This is another change of the Nine Nether Ten Thousand Bones Demon Dragon. The nine layers of hell are surrounded together like a big cover, and they fall down. Even if a scattered immortal master is covered, it is like entering the nine layers of hell and suffering endless pain.

The young man in white was not frightened. His eyes were extremely bright, with a flash of lightning, and he recited an ancient spell.

"A gift from the Holy Spirit and the Father God, this is the divine chain of judgment and order, come! Bind this sinner, send him to the rack, and conduct the final judgment..."

The long spell, with an ancient and desolate atmosphere, spread from the void, as if it had crossed time and space, and triggered a wave of inexplicable power in the void.

Suddenly, there were flashes of lightning across the sky, which were extremely dazzling, condensed into glowing chains, rushing towards the earth, like hundreds of comets dragging dazzling tails.

Crash! Crash!

These chains shot at a rapid speed, entwined like lightning, and passed through layers of black fog, trying to bind the Nine Nether Ten Thousand Bones Demon Dragon and break it inch by inch.

This seemed to be an ancient spell from the Kingdom of Heaven. The Nine Hells were also bound by chains and stopped turning.

"Kill!"

The Thirteen Iron Cavalry rushed out fiercely. Although the young man in white restrained the Nine Hells transformed by the Nine Nether Thousand Bones Demonic Dragon, he froze in place and obviously lost the ability to fight back.

These thirteen cavalry are not living people. Each of them was a powerful being when they were alive. They are full of the breath of blood and bones, as if they crawled out of the dead, and like the inhabitants of the underworld. That kind of origin The evil aura like a corpse is astonishing.

They roared, and the sound was like gold and iron rubbing and colliding. It was extremely sharp and harsh, making people's skin pimple and make them feel uncomfortable all over.

These thirteen knights are not simple. They are the thirteen corpse god iron knights from the other side. They are also powerful beings that have been carefully cultivated by the forces from the other side for many years. They have exhausted the essence of the corpse refining method.

"We must not let them succeed!"

Lord Sath raised the scepter in his hand, and his eyes burst out with dazzling divine brilliance. Both his left and right eyes contained scenes of heaven and hell, destruction and rebirth.

"Forbidden Divine Punishment! Grant you destruction!"

This treasure staff releases infinite light, flooding everything in front of it like a tsunami.

The leader of the cavalry snorted coldly, and the black halberd cut through the void, the sky collapsed, and a ferocious wave rushed out like the vast sea.

boom!

The two magical powers are like a sea, vast and vast, evenly matched and annihilating each other.

"boom!"

The Scorpion King also took a step forward. There was also a kind of bloody aura in his soul, which was full of all kinds of resentment. This powerful man at the level of a great venerable had a very simple magical power, called "Blood Mill Hell".

This is a kind of condensed image that uses blood, killing and fear to practice the blood grinding hell. It is said that "if you want to grind others, you must grind yourself first."

The purpose of training in the Blood Grinding Hell is to experience endless pain and torture, then be happy with it, turn the pain into bliss, and be able to ignore all the pain in the world, only then can you break through the limit.

However, this process is not easy. First of all, I have to go through all kinds of pain, from lying on a bed of nails and sleeping on a mountain of knives, to later having to undergo laparotomy, intestinal piercing, and heart digging. The subsequent training is also extremely cruel, with frequent interruptions. Having your hands and feet broken off, or being burned by fire, or being flooded... This kind of training method is almost like wandering on the line of life and death. In the end, your head will be cut off. Only by surviving the decapitation can you break through to the Taoist realm.

The training process of blood grinding is to stimulate the inner potential through various pains. Every time it is like experiencing the torture of hell, from which the Taoist heart is sharpened. Step after step, from entering the Tao, to manifesting the spirit, and finally reaching today's level.

The masters of the Trial Hall of the past dynasties will train hard in this powerful Blood Grinding Hell, forge ahead, and finally reach the peak of manifesting their gods, until they break through to the level of Immortal God.

At this moment, the Scorpion King suddenly let out a long roar, and a pair of wings suddenly grew out of his back, bursting out with a calm, distant, and profound aura.

However, deep in the core of this momentum, there is a hell-like scene of Shura hidden. There are battles everywhere, broken arms and limbs everywhere, mountains of corpses and seas of blood, and he himself seems to be in the sea of ​​blood of Shura. In the center is a devil in hell.

"Don't ever think about me."

Suddenly, his momentum increased violently.

Suddenly, the Thirteen Corpse God Riders felt the boundless sea of ​​blood rolling in front of them. The Scorpion King himself turned into a ferocious demon god, with three heads and six arms, half human and half scorpion. He wanted to harvest the lives of all creatures in the world with a wave of his hand.

"Get away!"

However, the Thirteen Cavalrymen were not afraid. The leading cavalry roared and a violent sound came. The Thirteen Corpse God Cavalry joined forces. The dark armor trembled and shone with cold metallic light, like a torrent of steel crushing them. Coming under pressure.

The Scorpion King took a deep breath. In an instant, his body moved, and the armor-like robe vibrated. In an instant, all his power burst out.

This explosion was like the roar of the bloody sea of ​​hell. A violent force shattered the mountains and rivers, and the sun and the moon lost their light.

In an instant, an endless mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood emerged, with ghosts and corpses wailing, and the scene was terrifying.

"We are the other side, beyond the realm of life and death. It is a joke to use this method against us!"

The leader of the cavalry waved his halberd, and he formed a formation with the other twelve cavalry behind him. They suddenly broke through the air and swept, and dark light erupted.

boom!

The hell-like scene of a sea of ​​blood was torn apart, and the mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood were wiped out. The Scorpion King also groaned and took a step back.

Yamadie also rushed over. She once again held up the pure crystal scepter. If you look closely, you will find that there is a crystal skull on the scepter.

As soon as the scepter is waved, countless small worlds with uncertain life and death unfold, and each world evolves into a heavenly scene.

She took action at the critical moment and blocked the formation offensive of the Thirteen Iron Cavalry.

"Our thirteen knights were all powerful immortals when they were alive! Even if the corpses are all mutilated, together we can rival immortals and gods. It is not something that your level of cultivation can withstand!"

The leader of the Thirteen Iron Cavalry snorted coldly, his voice was cold and cruel, and his murderous intent was boundless. His halberd was swung fiercely, shattering the sky with one blow, and sweeping over with terrifying energy.

The crystal staff in Ye Modie's hand was no match and exploded.

"Oops!"

She knew something was wrong, so she saw the other twelve horsemen surrounding and killing each other, buzz! The pitch-black spear pierced the void. It was so fast that it arrived in the blink of an eye. Like black lightning, the attack of the Twelve Riders was almost difficult to avoid.

"...How can you see heaven without going through hell!"

The wings behind the Scorpion King spread out, and the bloody hell-like scene suddenly changed, from hell to paradise. This is the final scene of the "Blood Grinding Hell". In fact, hell is a pure land, and there is no hell.

In the doctrine of the Apocalypse Sect, everything in the world is created by the Father God. The existence of heaven and hell is also a momentary change of the mind. Firm faith is enough to create miracles.

Even if you are a wicked person, as long as you have firm faith, you can get the gift of the Father and feel the paradise in hell.

The Scorpion King spread his wings, as if infinite sacred light was shining everywhere. His figure moved again, and launched a fierce attack. A pair of wings also turned into silver light, blooming endless brilliance, illuminating the dark fog.

A wave of purification of all things was released, and the Scorpion King seemed to have suddenly become the incarnation of the will of heaven.

Boom!

At this moment, the great venerable Sas attacked again, and the blazing light burst out, so bright that people couldn't open their eyes. This great venerable had the deepest foundation. Under this attack, it felt like there was a holy golden sun exploding in the sky, dazzling and boundless.

"The time has come..."

The young man in white should have died of exhaustion, but at this moment, his eyes became clearer and the life energy in his body became stronger and stronger.

"Deprivation!"

He stretched out his hand and pointed, and the Nine Nether White Bone Demon Dragon immediately wailed, and a ball of twisted dragon energy was drawn out of its body.

"Return."

The son of revelation shouted again.

Boom!

The nine small worlds collapsed, and the nine layers of hell shrouded in the sky all disintegrated!

At this moment, the dragon energy condensed by the nine dragons was directly absorbed by the vertical eye between his eyebrows.

"Very good."

He spoke lightly again.

"Holy Spirit! Come again!"

Instantly, another force rose from his body. At this moment, a huge beam of light, white and brilliant, appeared above the sky, turning into one beam after another, ignoring the space and coming in an instant.

This was the power of the Yuanling of the Gate of the Holy Temple, which was seduced again. The knight led by the thirteen riders felt goose bumps all over his body. He could feel that the power of the Yuanling had risen to the highest level at once, just like the strongest sun shining down.

"Not good, retreat quickly!"

The leader suddenly shouted, his face changed violently. Although he had become a corpse, his hair stood on end at this moment, and he wanted to retreat with the twelve riders at a high speed.

"Don't let them run away."

The young man in white shouted, and the three powerful men, the Great Venerable Sas, the Night Butterfly, and the Scorpion King, also surrounded them, bursting out with the strongest power, to completely destroy the thirteen riders.

"Withered white hair!!!"

The leader shouted.

Finally, an extremely tall figure rose up, with long hair flying all over his head, and a black sword in his right hand.

Swish!

With just one sword, the powerful force of the immortal level swept across, like cutting off the galaxy and cutting off time and space.

Boom! Bang!

With two kinds of explosions, the power of the spirit of the gate of the temple was cut off in one blow.