Ming Dynasty Emperor System

When the man saw this, he immediately asked while the iron was hot:

"Where is your Immortal-Slaying Sword? I remember that this immortal treasure can break through all kinds of magic. Why don't you call it out and cut off this damn shackles on us?"

"I gave away the Immortal Killing Sword." Yuding said helplessly.

"Giving it to someone? Such a treasure of heaven and earth, a magical weapon! Who are you giving it to!?"

"My disciple is Yang Jian."

The man suddenly stopped talking. He just looked sad and stared blankly at the violent hurricane in the center. Suddenly, he seemed to see something weird, his face suddenly changed, and he said tremblingly:

"Look...look at the body in the center of the storm!!"

The great masters of the immortal world followed the sound, only to see a headless body vaguely revealed in the center of the crazy and raging hurricane.

The violent cyclone around him did not destroy the headless corpse, but it quickly dispersed the circle of luck surrounding him, and then quickly reorganized, repeating the cycle, as if destroying the circle of luck. structure.

"Where is that mysterious man? Did any of you see it?" someone asked.

Everyone looked around, all looking confused.

"There he is!" Master Yuding raised his head, "The highest point of the hurricane!"

Everyone looked up and saw Zhu Houzhao floating in the sky, but strangely, his face was extremely solemn, but his eyes were flashing with blood crazily, and he looked like he was possessed!

"What's going on?! The magic backfires?"

"No way... His cultivation is so terrifying, how could he be counterattacked by magic!"

"That's not certain. He spoke in a cloudy manner before, and his temper is also moody. I suspect that he has practiced some evil Taoist skills, which caused him to become obsessed and confused!"

"Do you think he can be used as a support?! We are about to be swallowed up by this hurricane! Come up with a solution quickly! Who has a magic weapon that can break the imprisonment? Take it out quickly to save lives!"

"I mean, Huang Long, are you being driven into a panic, or are you really having a brain problem? Aren't you talking nonsense? We would have taken it if we could, who would wait now?"

"Bah! Then what can you do? Huh?! Let everyone close their eyes and wait to die?"

"You all should stop saying a few words! The crisis at hand is urgent!"

"..."

There was constant noise in the field, and the great masters of the immortal world were noisy, but after a while, it suddenly became quiet again.

Because they were only a few hundred meters away from the bloody hurricane!

Their bodies are now being pulled by suction in a manner that is almost sliding against the ground. If two or three more breaths pass, they will definitely be sucked into the violent hurricane!

When a person is about to die, he is speechless.

Just as everyone was waiting for death in despair, the headless body in the center of the hurricane suddenly flew out. Zhu Houzhao, who was high in the sky, saw this and punched the bloody hurricane without saying a word!

Sa——

This punch was packed with endless power, overturning many barriers, tearing apart layers of space, and directly blasting away the bloody hurricane, turning into a gust of wind, centered on the impact point of Zhu Houzhao's fist, howling in all directions. Spread away!

The powerful suction force also disappeared completely as the bloody hurricane collapsed!

Crisis averted!

After the disaster, the powerful immortals on the ground breathed a long sigh of relief, with a heavy look of fear still on their faces.

"Bang!" It sounded like a hard object falling to the ground.

Everyone followed the sound and saw Sun Wukong's headless body smashed to the ground. The invisible power of luck around him was tearing and twisting, as if it was changing into some form.

Before anyone could be surprised, Zhu Houzhao had already dodged and teleported to the side of the headless corpse. He leaned down and stabbed his hand directly into the fracture of the head of Sun Wukong's corpse. Purple-gold blood overflowed crazily from the fracture, staining him. robe.

He looked as usual, minding his own business and searching the body of Sun Wukong.

Everyone was a high-level immortal who had participated in high-intensity wars. Seeing such a disgusting scene, they had no reaction. It was just that the real person Yuding was a little weird. He grinned and frowned, looking dumbfounded.

"Yuding, what are you doing? Have you discovered anything else? Tell us about it!" The man who was called Huang Long before said in a lowered voice.

Master Yuding came back to his senses, glanced at him, and then snorted coldly. He did not answer, but concentrated on looking at Sun Wukong's headless body.

Huang Long was deflated, spat angrily, and carefully turned his gaze to Zhu Houzhao.

At this moment, the belly of Sun Wukong's headless body was constantly bulging with small bumps. It was Zhu Houzhao's hands groping inside, as if he wanted to find something inside Sun Wukong's body.

The invisible power of luck surrounding the corpse is still changing and stirring on its own, as evidenced by the distorted spatial fluctuations around it.

Suddenly, Zhu Houzhao's eyes sank, as if he had grasped something. He jerked his hand outward, bringing up a purple-gold blood flower and blurry flesh and blood.

And his hand, which was stained with a large amount of purple-gold blood, was currently holding a ball of indescribable gas!

The shape of this gas seems to be there or not, and there is a vast and ancient atmosphere on it. When people look at it, two words appear in their hearts - origin!

The great masters of the immortal world looked puzzled. They looked at the gas held in Zhu Houzhao's hand, and they actually had the illusion that the two were one!

Of course they don't know that Zhu Houzhao possesses one-half of the supreme chaotic body, so the state of his physical body is sometimes solid and sometimes disappearing into illusion.

When it is solid, it is extremely simple, with bright golden streams of light flowing on it, tumbling up and down, and there is a faint tendency to escape from the body.

When it disappears, there are dense lines of chaos covering it, exuding a vast and majestic aura, which is daunting and sacred.

The rhythm of the gas appearing and disappearing coincides with the state of Zhu Houzhao's physical body disappearing and disappearing, which is why the two seem to be one and there is some kind of close connection.

Zhu Houzhao grabbed the ball of gas, his eyes filled with ecstasy.

This is exactly the mysterious thing that he wants to obtain without even betraying Sun Wukong!

"Innate Hunyuan Qi, the peerless origin thing sealed in Sun Wukong's body! Although it is only a small ball, it also becomes the introduction to everything!" Zhu Houzhao murmured excitedly.

He divided this ball of innate Hunyuan Qi into two groups, one group was incorporated into his own sea of ​​consciousness, and the other group was integrated into the restless power of luck around him...