The Ancient Saint Emperor of the Heaven-shading

Chapter 30 Please turn around, baby, the Holy Spirit resents the Holy Emperor
In the northern region of the Eastern Wasteland, at the foot of the Falling Eagle Cliff, changes occurred in purgatory.

The corpse ghost suddenly appeared, and Yin Sheng pounced on it. Almost all the creatures of all races who came to explore were wiped out, and the killing was horrific.

Above the cliff, the Ancestral Kings who were watching from afar also changed color, keenly sensing the change. One of them shouted softly, deducing with supreme holy power, and suddenly said in a deep voice, "Something has changed in Purgatory. The hundreds of Ancestral Kings left behind from the war of all races have all survived, and many corpse ghost tribes have multiplied."

"Even two half-saints have fallen. It seems that those monkeys in Huaguo Mountain really didn't lie." The ancestor king of the Youying tribe was in a gray moon, with the ancestor king of the Golden tribe standing beside him. He looked down at the bottom of the cliff and said, "So what?
The Saint Emperor of Fighting didn't take the things from Purgatory. He didn't need them, but they are very useful to us."

"Let's go. I've sensed something boiling in the depths. This time, the Great Sage might have to step in." The ancestor king of the Silver Blood Clan stood up, a cold light flashing in his eyes. The loss of a half-saint was not a small loss. If he didn't find enough compensation in Purgatory, it would be a huge loss.

Although these Heavenly Kings are far superior to the royal family, there is still a big gap compared to the eight dominant clans such as the Golden Cave and the Eight Divine Descendants, and they value these resources and interests more.

Swish! Instantly, all the Ancestral Kings moved together, taking a single step and descending upon the location of the corpse. The laws of the surrounding Holy Land merged into one, shaking the heavens and the earth, submerging the area in a milky white light.

At the same time, in the center of the battlefield, where the saints and gods were boiling, Wang Hongwu and Duan De were studying the black gourd.

"This thing looks familiar. It seems to have participated in the divine war. I've forgotten which ancient emperor or celestial being this artifact belonged to. But it seems to have been destroyed now. There's almost no chance of repairing it, unless you have some incredible opportunity."

The fat Taoist blinked his eyes, studied the black gourd carefully, and showed a look of regret. It was indeed broken. Otherwise, with his personality, he would have tried his best to cheat it out of some benefits.

The ancient divine war broke out after the Sun Saint Emperor passed away. It was after that war that the Immortal Cauldron was shattered, the forbidden areas in the Big Dipper Star Region were relocated, and the ruins of gods and immortal tombs appeared. Then, the ancient emperors of Shencan Ridge, Blood Phoenix Mountain, and Huolin Cave successively ruled the world.

"Is there anything that even the Taoist priest can't do?" Wang Hongwu teased. However, Duan De was not fooled and said calmly, "There are too many things that I can't do. If you want to repair the useless soldiers, you either have a soldier soul, or go to the Fire Realm to subdue the legendary fairy fire, or set down... Forget it, don't worry about it.

I think this thing still has some power left, at least it can be used as a secret treasure, so you can be happy."

The so-called secret treasures are not orthodox weapons, but specialized instruments. Perhaps they are not powerful, but they have extremely special functions, just like the stopper of the black gourd, which is shaped like a wooden hammer and has been bitten by insects, but when it is swung, it can emit a ray of chaotic light, which has extremely terrifying attack power.

The gourd itself can absorb all things and refine living beings. When separated, it becomes two secret treasures, and when combined, it becomes a destroyed magic weapon.

Without saying much, Wang Hongwu directly took out the soldier soul he had obtained in the Ten Thousand Dragons Nest and pressed it into the black gourd on the spot in the radiant fairy light. Duan De's eyes trembled when he saw it. He was about to fly over but was a step too late. He could only beat his chest and stamp his feet in regret, "You little dragon man, you actually cheated me!

You clearly have the spirit of a quasi-imperial weapon, specifically designed for repairs, yet you still come to me and ask for help, pretending you can't fix this useless weapon. Now, I've picked up a treasure for you for nothing. I regret this to death!"

Meanwhile, the black gourd that had become one with the soldier's soul underwent a miraculous change. The originally broken marks on it squirmed and shrank, slowly repairing themselves, and the dull surface gradually began to luster. Wisps of fairy light lingered around the colorful clouds, accompanying the gourd in its dance, making it look as extraordinary as if it had ascended to heaven.

'Achieving the Tao at the beginning of the universe, one can know the ups and downs of life; carrying the gourd and wandering freely, one can turn the world into silence.'

There was also an ancient Taoist sound coming from the mouth of the gourd, which seemed to be the long chant of its owner in the past. Every word and sentence made the heaven and earth resonate, as if the gourd was turned, the heaven and earth would wither and flourish, and become quiet and peaceful.

The repair process was quick, without too many fancy visions. The black gourd after fusion looked simple and majestic, as if it was born at the beginning of the world. Wang Hongwu sent a ray of divine consciousness into it, and the world inside was as profound as an ancient universe, but it was still full of desolation and lifeless.

The battle that year was so brutal that there were probably more than two or three extremely powerful weapons broken.

"This black gourd is truly terrifying. It seems the embryo wasn't created through rituals, but rather grew between heaven and earth. It was later plucked and transformed into a supreme weapon.

However, the ultimate law within it has been obliterated. Even if you repair it now, it can only be used as a quasi-imperial weapon. You'll have to wait and see when opportunities arise."

Duan De took out a magic mirror made from the forehead bone of the Great Sage, and shone it on the gourd again and again. He found that the patterns on it were simple and natural. When he shook it gently, a sound like a landslide or tsunami was heard.

"Please turn around, baby." Wang Hongwu slapped the gourd, and a dazzling divine light suddenly shot out from the mouth of the gourd and flew out, like the first ray of divine light in the creation of the world, cutting through everything in the world!

Bang! The unscrupulous Taoist priest widened his eyes, clearly seeing this murderous ray pierce through the sky, directly exploding and shattering a meteorite floating outside the domain. The aftermath swept through, causing the area within a hundred miles to continue to vibrate.

This little dragon man really picked up a treasure... He muttered secretly, if this thing was in the hands of a saint, it would have the power to destroy the world; and now even if they encountered the Slayer, they could rely on this weapon to protect themselves.

"From now on, we'll call it the Immortal-Slaying Gourd." Wang Hongwu said, and then he put the big gourd on his back. He was wearing a green robe with wide sleeves, purple hair draped over his shoulders, two dragon horns pointed towards the sky, his body was strong and tall, surrounded by purple and green mist, and sometimes lightning flashed in it, spreading the power of a dragon.

Then, he looked at the boiling divine rules of the ancestral king here, and directly used a broken bowl to cover his flag to prevent it from being seen and recognized by Duan De, and threw it into the battlefield, letting it sink and rise in the divine rules to be refined, to break through, and to smelt the legal principles.

Compared to the process of the powerful engraving inch by inch, his method is undoubtedly much faster, and can even be completed in one step. It is just too dangerous, and has high requirements for the quality of the instrument. Moreover, such an opportunity is truly hard to come by.

Crackling! The lightning formed by the intertwined chains of order continued to explode, and in a flash, a month had passed.

Wang Hongwu was waiting here, trying to comprehend the mysteries of the divine rules. However, he did not want to trigger a thunder tribulation here, causing hundreds of ancestral kings to suffer the tribulation together, so he did not make a breakthrough.

During the continuous sacrifices and refinements, the banner of humanity actually intertwined the Tao and the Principle before him, becoming a powerful weapon.

This is a very abnormal thing. It has never happened before that the grade of one's own weapon is higher than the master's cultivation level; but this is because of the special nature of this place and the extraordinary spirit of the big flag weapon. The combination of the two has created such a scene, which cannot be replicated.

Looking more closely, the golden god-killing insect crawling in the flag was also greedily devouring the fragments of the divine law. For it, which could devour anything, this was the best tonic. With continuous nourishment, even it achieved a breakthrough and reached the level of a half-step great power, and was not far away from the level of a second-level immortal power.

It can be said that Wang Hongwu's wealth has grown significantly and he has been greatly enriched.

"Be careful, a month has passed, and the others have almost figured their way here. I guess there will be trouble again." Seeing that he had completed his mission, Duan De, who had been waiting outside, also called out and pointed to the east.

There, vast holy-level fluctuations were raging, and the war between the ancestral kings and the corpse-demon tribe had been going on for a long time. What they wielded was the Great Dao, and what they fought was the order of heaven and earth, not simple divine power. This was the comprehension of the Dao, and even the confrontation of their own scriptures.

Because they have been accumulated here for eternity, there are quite a few Corpse Saints, and their number has even been able to keep pace with the descending Ancestral Kings. Such a situation is chilling.

The new round of creatures exploring Purgatory also followed the footsteps of the Ancestral King. When they first saw the vast ocean of divine rules here, many of them were horrified. Then someone stared at Wang Hongwu in surprise and exclaimed, "It's Dongfang Taiyi!"

"What? Dongfang Taiyi is still alive, how is that possible! Even two semi-saints have fallen."

"The Ten Thousand Dragon Nest nearly went crazy because of this. I heard that the Ancestral King himself has taken action and is searching everywhere."

"My God, this guy really has great luck. He has never fallen. I heard that he just killed a powerful man."

"Not only that, the one who was killed was Kunquan, the descendant of the Eight Tribes Gods. He was a newly promoted powerful being. He hadn't even been powerful for two days, but he became a stepping stone."

People were surprised to see that he was still alive, because most of the first batch of creatures who arrived had died, and even the semi-saints were not spared.

Many people wanted to know how he survived, but something unexpected happened. The wind howled from behind, ghosts cried and gods howled, and several powerful corpses chased down, bringing an endless army of evil spirits to kill him.

What was even more terrifying was that a low gasp could be heard from the place where the kings had fought to the death.

Then two green lights lit up from there, as if shooting from the Nine Nether Hell, gloomy and flickering, with a force of death flowing, like the surging Yellow Springs.

"This... Could it be that the titled ancestor king who died in the battle that year is also going to come back to life?" Everyone else changed color. Even the corpse left by the Saint King had undergone an accident. It was probably the end of them.

Da da da.

There were many broken figures standing swaying on the battlefield, all of them were titled ancestral kings, and from time to time a wisp of black mist would overflow from these creatures, carrying a strong breath of death and emitting the smell of rotting corpses.

"It's over. Ancient books record that a great sage died here. What should we do?"

"Hurry up and ask the Great Sage of the royal family to take action and wield the ultimate weapons to quell the rebellion!" Everyone was shocked and extremely puzzled. If the Great Sage's body was unearthed, it would be a disaster. No one present would survive, and even the land of the Northern Territory would suffer turmoil.

Who knows, many more ethnic groups may be wiped out and become history!
At this time, the corpse spirits that descended stared at Wang Hongwu and discovered that the gourd he was carrying was the "origin" of the underworld where their tribe lived. Their hometown was taken away, and they could not help but roared in anger and flapped their wings to kill him.

Its dry palm was almost rotten, and it hit the void, causing layers of black mist to surge out. The power of the underworld corroded it, but was directly shattered by the blood and energy that protected Wang Hongwu's body. Then his eyes shone, and two dragon-shaped streams of light shot out directly, resisting the dry palm of the corpse. His purple hair was loose and his body was flowing with precious light. He rushed forward and punched.

Bang! This was an aggressive attack, without any defense, with a wide-open and wide-open punch, the force of the fist splitting the sky, and the corpse spirit was blasted away from the beginning.

Then Wang Hongwu pulled out the wooden stopper from the gourd and swung it at the corpse like a hammer. With a "chi" sound, chaotic light shot out, smashing it to pieces on the spot and scattering into ashes.

"A powerful corpse demon was killed with just one blow? What's the origin of that wooden hammer? A holy weapon?"

Some people who witnessed it found it unbelievable that there was a weapon that looked so out of place.

But its power is so obvious that it is hard to believe.

"Is that the person who killed Kunquan?" "It seems he also got some kind of secret treasure."

"The blood of a descendant of God cannot be shed in vain. Even if we spare his life for the sake of the Ten Thousand Dragon Nest, we must capture him and bring him back for trial."

"If you dare to touch my Eight Tribes of Gods, you will have to use this secret treasure as an apology."

At this moment, four people suddenly walked out from the team of creatures that arrived. They were all wearing armor and standing on the peak of the second level of the Immortal Realm. There was even a king of the Way of Slaying. They were all descendants of the Eight Tribes of Gods. They were arrogant and conceited and wanted to avenge their own people.

People were not surprised, as such things had happened many times. The eight descendants of gods had always been strong and would not tolerate compromise. As one of the eight dominant clans on this ancient planet, they had confidence that ordinary people could hardly understand, and they were not afraid of facing the other seven royal families.

"Hey, what kind of brat is this? I haven't dug up the graves of the descendants of the Eight Tribes of Gods, right?"

Duan De was unhappy when he heard this. He rolled up his sleeves and was about to step forward to shock the crowd with the incomplete extreme formation pattern, but was stopped by Wang Hongwu, who shook his head. This time he wanted to try the power of the Immortal-Slaying Gourd.

The powerful gods who arrived didn't waste any words and attacked directly. First, a veteran strongman formed seals with his hands and rushed over to kill him. The sound of chanting came from his body, and stone statues of gods appeared behind him, some were angry, some were ferocious, some were majestic, and some were dark, each one different.

Each person maintained a different posture and technique, striking hundreds of blows in an instant, causing some of the royal clan's masters to frown wildly and exclaim, "This is the Sun and Moon Tribe's killer move. Legend has it that the Sun and Moon God General once used this method to kill the ancient evil god!"

Baby please turn around!
Wang Hongwu did not say much. He slapped the gourd, and an astonishing scene happened. A white light like a line rose from the mouth of the gourd and rose in the air. A seven-inch and a half little man appeared, standing horizontally on the top of the white light. He had eyes and wings, and stared directly at the Sun and Moon tribe's powerful man who had made the move. In an instant, he turned into a sword and flew out.

puff!
It was really too fast. The immortal sword rushed past and shattered all the stone statues of the gods. It chopped off the head of the descendant of the Sun and Moon God in one go, and chopped it several times in a row, chopping it into pieces, and shattered its soul completely!

What? The remaining three descendants of God were bewildered. Where had they ever seen such a thing before?

However, Wang Hongwu did not wait. He drank a drop of dragon marrow liquid harvested from Zhongzhou to replenish the consumption, and then he once again summoned the Immortal-Slaying Gourd. A sword of air flew out from the mouth of the gourd. The light was so fast that even the powerful could not avoid it.

Moreover, the flying winged man emitted a white light, which pinned down the creature's soul and sealed its magic power, preventing the enemy from changing, escaping or resisting.

Snap! The second descendant of the gods' head rolled down, struck by the sword beams one after another, becoming a ball of white paste, stained with traces of blood. It was unrecognizable and looked very miserable.

"You bastard!" The King of the Dao of Slaying was shocked and angry. He couldn't understand what kind of weapon this was that was so terrifying. It could kill powerful people like slaughtering chickens and dogs. Even his own Dao power was shattered and could not stop its sharp edge.

"Idiot." Wang Hongwu sneered and slapped the gourd again. The murderous light from the gourd shot out suddenly, and everyone who saw it was frightened.

Ah! Another powerful man from the Eight Divisions was struck down and killed on the spot. The Slashing Dao King from the Kuntian Division felt a chill in his heart. Fearing the power of the Immortal Slashing Gourd, he actually turned around and ran away!

However, Wang Hongwu was still chasing him. He bowed to the gourd and urged it with all his strength. Then he saw a condensed shadow of the ancient universe rushing out of the gourd. Endless stars condensed, and the star field flashed and condensed into a fairy sword and flew out.

Ah! With a scream, the fleeing warrior left behind a severed arm, blood spilling into the sky. He had forced his way through the void and escaped, completely losing face.

"Continuously killing powerful people and hunting down kings, what kind of weapon is that?!"

"Oh my god, did Dongfang Taiyi inherit the legacy and bequest of those ancestral kings who died in battle?"

Seeing this scene, all the creatures present were horrified and looked over here together. Wang Hongwu was very impressive in this battle. He made a great name for himself and was definitely comparable to the Son of the Sun God and could compete with the trendsetters of all races.

In the Eastern Wilderness, another sun is rising.

Boom!dong dong!

At this moment, as if sensing the power of the black gourd, a shadow in the deepest part of the battlefield began to boil, and a huge human figure emerged from it.

Looking closely, it looked like a stone man with a broken head, facing up to the sky, but mist was continuously spreading out from its heart, forming a huge resentful face.

"Fight the Holy Emperor!"

The shrill screams echoed, shaking the entire purgatory. Millions of towering mountains were reduced to dust in an instant. Even the stars outside the domain were roared down, smashing like dumplings and crashing to the ground one by one.

Many people were unable to avoid it and were crushed to death on the spot. The originally flat land became bumpy and the terrain was completely changed.

On this day, a meteor shower fell in the sky of the Northern Territory.

"Holy Spirit, that is the corpse of the Holy Spirit. Its unwilling resentment has never dissipated!"

"What should we do? Should we ask the Douzhan Royal Family for help? They should be able to handle something like this, right?"

People panicked and didn't know how to deal with this change.

Even the royal family members fell silent. The Holy Spirit was an invincible race, but unfortunately it was rare in ancient times. In fact, the fact that it could become the record of the ancient emperor after he attained enlightenment was enough to prove that it was against the will of heaven.

However, at the moment when the resentment of the Holy Spirit was boiling, the ancient land where the residual voice of the Holy Emperor had once echoed suddenly burst out with a golden light that shot up into the sky.

A strong and domineering aura rushed towards him, and the Dao marks between heaven and earth spontaneously condensed and actually formed an imperial throne.

On that throne, there was a figure sitting upright, with a majestic appearance that shocked the past and present. His eyes were like two torches, with blazing eyes and peerless sharpness.

This turned out to be a divine ape. His true appearance could not be seen, but his body shape and the golden hair on his body all indicated his identity.

Fighting Holy Emperor!

Suddenly everyone exclaimed, this posture was too familiar, this was the Holy Emperor who was feared by all races in the universe, and who competed with the god Dique and finally won. His reputation shook the ancient history, and he was famous for fighting, which showed that his combat ability must be outstanding.

Now, the resentment of the Holy Spirit has emerged, and the power of the Holy Emperor has emerged. After a long time, the two have settled their grudges again.

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