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Chapter 1338 Wu Xianbutian, secret oracle bones, buried in the past

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    In the human world, Wu Xian looked at the sun above his head in horror as it was gradually swallowed up by darkness. He was inexplicably frightened. Wu Xian was the name passed down from generation to generation by the Great Witch Festival of the Wuxian Kingdom. Legend has it that the Wuxian Kingdom was inherited from the great Wuxian who was the leader of the ten witches in Lingshan and guarded the immortal imperial medicine.  Dawuji is the fifth generation of Wu Xian, so it is also called Xianwu.

    ??Wu Xianwu looked at the solar eclipse, and his cultivation touched his destiny. He saw the heavens turning, but in the blink of an eye he was frightened and almost went crazy!

    His messy hair was scattered behind his head and in front of his forehead, and his withered hands stretched out towards the sun feebly: "Oh God! Why is God so angry A catastrophe is coming, a catastrophe is coming I saw blood raining from the sky, and the heaven and earth were shattered,  The majestic mountains inhabited by ancestral spirits and gods collapsed, and the earth beneath their feet collapsed, from the East China Sea in the east to the desert in the west A great catastrophe, an endless catastrophe, and the blood of all living beings in the sky was like heavy rain.  It pours down for nine days without stopping, and God’s corpse forms a mountain Everything will be shattered! Everything will be destroyed!"

    "A huge comet appeared in the sky, splitting the sky, and countless demons emerged from the red scars. The oldest gods led countless warriors to fight against the demon star marks. I heard the bells ringing!"

    After saying that, Wu Xianwu, the oldest extant shaman in Wu Xianguo, with astonishing cultivation, spurted out black and red blood from her seven orifices, and the turbid blood mixed with tears fell from her eyes.

    The soul boys around him were so frightened that they screamed and ran away.

    The young man wailed in a sharp voice: "The Witch Ancestor has collapsed! The Witch Clan is bleeding from all its seven orifices and is about to die!"

    Wu Xianwu's seven orifices were bleeding. He heard the bells coming from the lower reaches of time and space. Every time the bell rang, his body trembled violently as if he had suffered a serious injury. Waves of red and black blood came out of his seven orifices, and these turbid blood dripped down.  On the ground, it immediately penetrated into the stone, and bit by bit, it was engraved on the rock at Wu Xianwu's feet.

    Those ancient rocks that carried Wu Xian's blood at this moment turned into a strange existence with blood stains on the surface and blood stains seeping into the rocks.

    Exuding an ominous aura, if these blood-splattered rocks were not in the center of the altar at this moment, the thoughts of countless wizards and shamans were suppressing this magnificent altar. It was a sacred mountain tens of thousands of feet long, which was carved out and polished into a stepped pyramid-like altar.  On the platform, there are ghosts and gods suppressing the altar in all directions. There is a wizard with advanced cultivation standing every ten steps, and the overall aura can communicate with the heaven.

    If the rocks stained with Wu Xian's blood were left alone without the suppression of the altar, the ominous aura on them would wipe out humans and animals for thousands of miles.

    After Wu Xian heard the three bells, he struggled and stood up in embarrassment, trembling, his tyrannical cultivation, and the terrifying witch power that could kill immortals with every move, were all gone, and he was weak, as if he was pushed away.  He fell down, almost dead.  Wu Xian grabbed the hand of the wizard beside him and said sternly: "The end of the world has come! Tell the king, soon there will be an unprecedented catastrophe, and the solar eclipse is just a precursor The ghosts and gods underground have been covered in endless blood.  Swallowed, headless gods and demons, slaughtered the king of ghosts and gods.”

    "Darknessunspeakable darkness stretches beneath the earth."

    "In the darkness, an extremely powerful demon god, comparable to a god of heaven, was born. He held countless souls and ghosts wailing, and the entangled demon sword tore apart the kingdom after death. In front of these demon gods, the ancestral spirits were as weak as lonely ghosts.  .”

    After hearing Wu Xian's prophecy, the wizard knelt down and worshiped Wu Xian, then hurriedly stepped back and promulgated Wu Xian's prophecy.

    Wu Xian struggled for a long time before regaining his breath. He raised his head and looked around. He saw how many monks were sneaking around, peeping at the great witch priest. These monks were the masters of all heavens, creating a world.  The foundation of a powerful sect, but in the prehistoric period, these monks could only take refuge in a few third-rate small sects, occupying the barren mountains and wild ridges where no ghosts and gods died. They are said to be sect monks and people in Xuanmen. In fact, compared to  Small tribes with hundreds of people are only very limited in strength, and there is no difference compared to casual cultivators.

    In the ancient times, even a small tribe with only a few hundred people in the human race could basically support wizards who were equivalent to immortals in later generations as long as they offered sacrifices to the gods, found nearby sacred mountains and blessed places where the gods were canonized by heaven, and offered sacrifices with blood, food, incense, and fire.

    The prehistoric human race has a natural lifespan of three thousand years at this time.

    It is the realm of real people in the ancient theory of innocence. They are born to follow the order of time, move their vitality, and their physique coincides with the way of heaven. When they mix with the witch clan, they inherit the special physique. Some of them can control fire and spit water, control dragons and snakes, and even carry on their backs.  With wings and flying in the air, these witch bloodlines become naturally stronger with training. In addition to giving birth to wizards who possess inheritance, communicate with the gods, and are proficient in herbs, divination, poisons, poisons, and exercise their vitality, there are also natural witch bloodlines that polish their bodies and grow stronger.  Bloodline, keep cultivating your own bloodline, keep getting closer to the Great God Pangu,?The boundless sea of ??blood.

    King Shanlong opened his eyes and saw that he was sitting in front of an extremely sacred hall. He looked behind him and saw the most precious treasure of his sect, the plaque of the Ksitigarbha Hall, hanging on the hall behind him.

    This palace is in ruins, and nearly four-fifths of it has collapsed into the ruins of black scorched rock and fallen into the lava.

    The palace is housed in an unimaginably huge boulder, completely black and wrapped in extremely hot and scorching flames. Half of the huge boulder like a sky has collapsed. At the top of the boulder, half of the boulder has been broken into pieces.  Collapsed into a broken golden body on the edge of the cliff, the Buddha's light had dimmed.

    There are cracks all over the golden body, and the Buddha bones like glass have been exposed in some places.

    It clasped its hands together, closed its eyes slightly, and faced the front There was an unimaginable stick mark that caused the boulder to collapse

    Dharma King Shanlong was so frightened that his hands and feet became weak, he bowed his head and exclaimed: "Bodhisattva!"

    With that cry, the plaque on the Ksitigarbha Hall above his head suddenly fell down and fell into the arms of Dharma King Shanlong. A strange beast that looked like a dog and a lion ran out of the Ksitigarbha Hall in small steps. When he saw Dharma King Shanlong, he showed disdain on his face.  Seeing the strange beast, His Holiness Shanlong fell down in fear again: "Listen carefully to the holy beast!"

    Di Ting glanced at the collapsed Wojiao Stone. Surrounded by a sea of ??blood, the black boulder was like a drop in the ocean.

    When Di Ting saw the stick mark, his body trembled slightly Seeing that Dharma King Shanlong wanted to climb to the top of Wojiao Stone to invite the golden body of Bodhisattva down, he quickly grabbed Dharma King Shanlong's sleeve and threw it away.  Arrived further away from the golden body.

    Just the slightest breath of listening caused the scar on the golden body from the stick. At this time, a roar echoed in the void: "Eat a stick from me!"

    "One stick!"

    "Stick"

    The echo echoed throughout the world, and the body of Dharma King Shanlong was almost broken after drinking it, and a mouthful of pale golden blood spurted out.

    Also using the characteristics of Daluo, back to ancient times, Lord Yama fell in front of an ancient bronze palace. The ancient palace was surrounded by darkness. When Lord Yama woke up, the darkness was only three feet away from him, and there was a faint shadow in the darkness.  There was a call from Yoyo.

    Lord Yama listened, but he heard countless strange voices calling one after another: "King Qin Guang!"

    "King Qin Guang!"

    "King Qin Guang!"

    There are other voices shouting: "Emperor Song!"

    "King of Chujiang!"

    Lord Yama was horrified when he heard this. Almost his soul was separated from his body and fell into the darkness. If it were not for the protection of the Bronze Palace behind him, he would have fallen into the darkness involuntarily.  "What is that thing in the darkness? Why are you calling the name of the Tenth Palace of Yama? The Tenth Palace of Yama is the ten incarnations of the Emperor of Yama. Could it be that there is a big secret related to the Emperor of Yama hidden in the darkness?"

    "I was led by the Ancient Bronze Palace and came here as soon as I left the sea of ????the world. Could it be that this is the underworld at the end of ancient times?"

    "The countless calls in the darkness, are they the countless ghosts in the underworld calling the Tenth Palace of Yama to come back?"

    "Could this ancient bronze palace be the Tenth Palace of Yama? The Tenth Palace of Yama has become ruins. There are countless calls to the Tenth Palace of Yama in the darkness. What happened in the underworld? Where did the Tenth Palace of Yama go?" (Remember the website address of this website.  :www.hlnovel.com
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