Chapter 172 The Avenue of Yuanshen begins with a step
"This, this is the figure of a fire phoenix! Hasn't the Phoenix Fire Phoenix already disappeared from this vast land of China? What's the origin of this woman?" When the blood droplets were shocked, he saw Li Luan rushing towards him with the figure of the fire phoenix. In the figure of the fire phoenix, a bath of fire beast claws was actually poked out, which was strangely shaped and turned out to be the claw of the fire phoenix. Bang!" The blood river of blood drops was burned clean, and he was directly beaten by the claws of the fire phoenix and fell into the river of blood, and he no longer dared to appear.
"Around her, I don't believe that the three of us can't beat her!" Under the order of the Virgin of the Blood River, three blood rivers surged up at the same time, imprisoned around, turned into the world of the Blood River, and fell into it. However, Liluan is already the peak of the immortal. It is only one step away from Jindan to become a fairy. She is not only the pure bloodline of the ancient initial Nihuang fire phoenix, but also follows Fang Daoming to practice the Hongmeng immortal secret. She has obtained six real fires. Her cultivation is far better than them. It is easy to surround her, but it is difficult to defeat her or even suppress her.
The Blood River Sage was really angry. This attack on Daoming Mountain, he thought he would be captured, but unexpectedly fell into the current situation. The Nether Hall was stopped by the Buddhist monk and could not be expected at all. His blood river was also stopped by the strange scroll and the golden Buddha, and the Virgin of the Blood River and others were dragged by Li Luan. After going on like this, it was not good to shock other sects of Xiandao for a long time.
Between heaven and earth, suddenly there was a sound of chanting and praying. It turned out that the market town and village under Daoming Mountain received a notice from Daomingzong that this demons came to harm the creatures. Once they succeed, their families will be destroyed and their lives will be full of charcoal. Everyone must work together to get through the crisis and turn them out of danger. Therefore, hundreds of thousands of residents at the foot of the mountain burned incense and recited scriptures, praying for tomorrow's blessing, eliminating evil spirits, and clearing the sky. This power of prayer gradually condensed, and the blessing of Fang Daoming made his mind more pure and clear, and the seal in his body became more and more loose.
The blood river saint hidden in the Blood River Temple has a ferocious face and sneered, "Ignorance vertical, today will let you know what the immortal yuan god is, and how big is the gap between you and me!"
In one thought, the Holy King of the Blood River separated the three yuan gods and went to the four directions of Daoming Mountain to set off a torrent of blood. For a while, blood waves rolled, and countless monsters and gods appeared. In the middle, there stood four blood river saints, wearing blood crowns, wearing blood robes, and holding blood sticks, just like red-blooded emperors.
The blood river saint gently waved his blood stick, like an ancient blood king, leading thousands of troops and horses, fierce birds and beasts, demons and monsters, stepping on the blood river to attack Daoming Mountain crazily, crossing the chaotic scrolls and corrode the bright Buddha light, only one step away from those mountain protection arrays.
Seeing that the mountain protection array is about to collapse and hundreds of thousands of creatures are about to be ruined, how dare Fang Daoming to keep it? A tall ancient tower suddenly rushed out, up to thousands of feet high, hanging over Daoming Mountain, brushing down the chaotic atmosphere of Daoming Mountain, firmly protecting the surroundings of Daoming Mountain, and seven ancient monuments hanging around the ancient tower, and there are seven sharp swords. Go out and cut it hard to the bloody river.
Fang Daoming sacrificed the Tower of Creation and the Beidou Soul Monument at the most critical moment, and pressed all his family's background to fight against the powerful offensive of the Blood River Holy King. As soon as the tower of creation came out, the endless chaotic atmosphere was brushed down, like a golden bell cover, protecting the whole Daoming Mountain and the market towns and villages at the foot of the mountain. No matter how fierce the blood river was, it was impossible to break through the chaotic ancient scrolls, the tower of creation and the joint defense of the hidden golden Buddha in a moment. The seven fierce swords, about ten thousand feet long, were vast and thick, and fiercely cut into the blood river. With a twist, countless thunders exploded, like dragon and snake-like thunder stirred up countless blood waves, which were collected by the tower of creation and turned into chaos.
This counterattack, even Situ Donglai and others, who were hundreds of miles away, were quite shocked, and Situ Donglai secretly shouted luck. This ancient scroll, ancient pagoda and ancient monument were really unexpected. When fighting before, if Fang Daoming exhibited any one, he would not escape defeat.
The surprise of the blood river saint is by no means under Situ Donglai. This ancient scroll, ancient pagoda and ancient monument are unknown, but it can be seen that its quality is by no means under his excellent fairy weapon, but it can be captured and integrated into his own blood river and turned into an artifact.
Although the chaos protects the mountain and the creation hangs the top, although it temporarily blocked the attack of the Blood River Sage, it also stimulates its potential ferocity and greed. The Blood River Sage even regrets why he did not bring the elders in the door, or those Elders know that Daomingzong actually has such treasures, and they will be excited hysterical. .
The attack of the four blood emperors has not diminished, the blood river mouth method and the power of the yuan god in the body are running crazily, and the blood river has turned into countless Taoisms, impacting the defense of this chaotic ancient scroll and the tower of creation. You only need to rush through a corner or penetrate a corner, and you will be a victory. This blood river has tens of thousands of years of history and heritage, and the magic powers contained in it are endless and countless. If you can suppress Daoming Mountain today, it will be all exhausted and make a lot of money, so the saint of the Blood River is not hesitate.
In the face of the endless offensive of the Blood River Saint, Fang Daoming finally fell behind, the defense was tight, and there was no effort to urge the Beidou Soul Monument to counterattack. The array defending the village at the foot of the mountain is gradually bright and dim, and it can't be supported. On the other hand, the master of the underground is dragged by the Nether Hall and has no time to split up, while Li Luan is besieged by three immortal masters. Although relying on the strong bloodline, six true fires and Fang Daoming and her nine god dragon mask, he will also fight with the Virgin Mary of the Blood River and others. At present, no one has the power to support the formation at the foot of the mountain, especially the formation hosted by Qi Jinbei and Sun Ren, which is already precarious.
"How can this be good? Is it really necessary to ask Situ Dong for help?" Fang Daoming's mind flew around: "Unfortunately, the seal in my body is still a little short of opportunity, otherwise I can immediately become an immortal yuan god. Why are you afraid of his blood river saint and the king of the underworld?"
At this moment, there was a sudden roar on Daoming Mountain, as if the mountains and rivers resonated, and the heaven and earth trembled. The atmosphere of heaven and earth within hundreds of miles were full of change. They rushed towards Daoming Mountain. On a suspended peak of Daoming Mountain, it seemed that an endless abyss formed an endless abys, which brought the atmosphere of heaven and earth. All are absorbed.
"Han Qinghui!" Fang Daoming was surprised. Unexpectedly, Han Qinghui practiced a great success at this critical moment and proved the immortal yuan god. A golden crown with hair and a yellow stunning woman came out of the clouds. On the back of her head, there was a simple compass. The ancient literature flowed on the compass, and the runes were constantly born and destroyed. Unexpectedly, they faintly converged into nine arrays, which evolved alternately and emerged alternately. It was really mysterious and wonderful.
Han Qinghui's mana could not see a fluctuation, turning into a streamer into the array hosted by Qi Jinbei. This large array suddenly burst into the sky, as if there were infinite mana layers, vibrating away, and suddenly pushed the surrounding blood river hundreds of feet away.
The blood river saint roared angrily: "The little fairy yuan god also dares to be arrogant. Look at this saint cut you like grass."
Unexpectedly, as soon as his voice fell, the whole Daoming Mountain roared again, and another hanging peak suddenly rushed out a fierce atmosphere, like wolf smoke rushing to the sky, stirring up more chaos.
"It's not good!" Fang Daoming couldn't help but be shocked when he saw this: "Why did the eldest brother also become the immortal yuan god at this time? The spirit of heaven and earth within hundreds of miles has just been absorbed by Qinghui, and I'm afraid that the eldest brother will be powerless." Fang Daoming turned around and took out all the nine chaotic vitality relics in the tower of creation and threw them into the mountain peaks that should be forgotten and repaired.
A clear roar shocked the world, and a rainbow rose to the sky, and then fell into the array presided over by Sun Ren. Without saying a word, a tripod hit a bloody emperor not far away. How arrogant and tough it is to shake the original god of the first-time immortal Yuanshen and shake the Yuanshen master.
With a roar, the gengod of the blood river saint gradually became shorter and integrated into the blood river, and Ying Wangchen also spit blood and retreated. The blood turned out to be golden, hidden in the large array, but the mixed yuan hung in the array, walking and rotating, making the array bigger and stronger and more powerful. Originally, with the cultivation of the ordinary immortal yuan god, it was impossible to shake the blood river saint of the immortal yuan god, even if the other party was only a yuan god split. However, when Fang Daoming helped Ying Wangchen reshape his body, he shaped him into an evil body that had never had before in heaven and earth, and his talent was excellent. He practiced chaotic methods such as Hongmeng Xianjue. With the power of the immortal primordial god who had just entered the earth, he could fight with the primordial spirit of the blood river saint. Of course, this is only one time.
Fang Daoming stood at the top of the tower of creation and witnessed everything and shouted in a low voice: "The Holy King of the Blood River and the King of the Netherworld, today is the day when the sky does not die. It is the day when you wait for you to be the head and die!"
At the foot of Daoming Mountain, hundreds of thousands of people witnessed everything, and even prayed devoutly and recited the scriptures with all their strength. This sound of prayer and chanting gradually gathered, becoming clearer and more clear and grand, like the evening drum and morning bells, and then turned into a vast power of prayer, which was transmitted to the Daoming Temple and blessing Fang Daoming. With this mysterious and boundless power of Dizang prayer, the seal left by the master of Yin Caojie Dizang in his body was finally completely loosened and turned into a pure and gentle seed of Buddha's wish.
Fang Daoming roared, and the power in his body surged like a flood and beast, pouring into the tower of creation. Within a radius of thousands of miles, 5,000 miles and nearly ten thousand miles, all of them were surging, like rushing to the sky, and the atmosphere of heaven and earth surged like thousands of horses rushing, integrating into Fang Daoming's body and blessing the tower of creation.
With this blessing, the Tower of Creation seems to feel Fang Daoming's breakthrough, unexpectedly blooming the light of chaos and confusion, protecting the whole Daoming Mountain in it. The chaotic scroll turned into a streamer and integrated into Fang Daoming's mind. At this moment, the chaotic yuan divine realm has undergone earth-shaking changes. The original 108 realms have 1,200 changes in each realm, but now they have collapsed one after another and turned into chaos again.