Holy Bone

Chapter 1810 The Real Cruelty of the Battlefield of Hundred Races

The Four Saints of the North Pole, Tianpeng Zhenjun, summoned the heaven and earth, and all the saints came together to split corpses thousands of miles away and kill the five forms of ghosts.

Tian Peng Zhenjun, who had mastered the most powerful thunder method, was seen drawing his bow and shooting an arrow through the void, aiming at the feathered god who was thirty or forty miles away.

As a result, a huge thunder bow actually appeared between Tianpeng Zhenjun's arms.

True Lord Tian Peng had just used thunder magic, and this world was already filled with many blazing thunder magics that had not yet completely dissipated. In the hands of True Lord Tian Peng, who "can't command the Thunder God without Tian Peng", the remaining power of these thunder magics was easily transformed into a huge thunder bow. The bow was surrounded by electric light, and arcs of electricity and dragons were flying around, as if he was performing the Taoist thunder magic of slaying dragons and cooking phoenixes.

As True Lord Tian Peng pulled the string of the electric snake bow that was shining with golden light and dazzling electric light, the Five Thunder Emperors, the thirty-six thunder gods of the Thunder Department, the Thunder God and the Lightning Goddess... were inspired by True Lord Tian Peng, and huge divine figures appeared on both sides of the thunder bow.

hum!

……

The bowstring vibrated, creating terrifying ripples in the void. The heaven and earth were resounding with the humming and vibration of the bowstring, as if the vast will of the sun that could split a person's soul was spreading to all directions. Some people were caught off guard and their thoughts became dull, their souls ached, and they were almost killed by the aliens competing on the same stage.

The Thunder Bow was plain and simple, without too many complicated patterns, only lightning and lightning snakes. However, such a bow possessed the mighty thunder power that could split a person's soul.

The underworld and thunder magic are all the strongest areas of Tian Peng Zhen Jun. With the sixth transformation of summoning gods, he integrates his supernatural powers into it. In the other arm of heaven and earth, he holds the seal of Tian Peng Marshal, which can summon and command all the saints in heaven to come at any time. His thunder magic is greatly enhanced.

Moreover, the nine-character mantra talisman of ancient characters builds a fairy bridge above the head like an innate magic weapon, which receives the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and the essence of the sun and the moon at all times, improves oneself, comprehends the laws, and is also a great help in Taoist magic battles.

A spiral arrow light formed in the void in front of the Thunder Bow, and the Thunder Arrow turned into a thick Thunder Spear pillar that pierced through the void, obliterating the spirit of the God of Feathers.

At this moment, Tian Peng Zhen Jun's entire body was covered in lightning, extremely dazzling, and he turned into a brilliant god of war wearing black clothes, a dark crown and golden armor, who could build a bridge of immortality in the void, and was no longer limited to fighting with Taoist magic.

The lightning and fire were very fast, and in an instant they had penetrated a distance of thirty or forty miles in the sky, wrapped in the power of thunder, and shot in front of the God of Feathers.

But this is not the scariest thing!

What’s even more terrifying is that there are more than one lightning arrow like this!

A total of five arrows pierced the sky!

Under the illumination and command of the Seal of Marshal Tianpeng held up by the other arm of the Three-Headed Six-Armed Monster, and with the help of the virtual projection of the God of Thunder, rainbows of thunder, with long tails of light, struck out one after another, as dazzling and shocking as summer thunder, or as loud and rumbling as winter thunder.

"Seventy-two Transformations of Taoist Magic"! The Nineteenth Transformation of the Sun!

This is to integrate the martial arts archery and Taoist sun-shooting techniques into the Shinto fighting techniques, and through the hands of Tianpeng Zhenjun, it is used to kill the enemy in another way.

It doesn't stop there.

There were brilliant runes on the Thunder Bow, which sent out waves of terrifying patterns. That was the Five Thunders to Slay Evil Talisman. The arm of True Lord Tianpeng holding the bow was shining with the light of 6.6 million Yin De-level spiritual talismans.

Tian Peng Zhenjun's Taoist archery skills this time utilized the god-summoning technique, the sun-shooting technique, the five-thunder evil-slaying talisman, the immortal bridge vision, and the martial arts immortal archery technique. He used a variety of magical powers and magic weapons to achieve perfection, rather than just one magic spell.

True Lord Tian Peng used his Taoist magical powers to shoot arrows continuously, and five long thunder arrows flew out, blocking all the retreat routes of the Feather God Spirit from four sides, forcing the Feather God Spirit to make the lesser of two evils. His soul was pierced by two arrows, avoiding the greater damage of the other three arrows.

puff!

puff!

Two long arrows of thunder pierced through the body of the Feather God. The overbearing hot power of thunder rushed through the soul, igniting the souls of others and wreaking havoc. The Feather God was only halfway through burning his divine blood when it was abruptly interrupted. Even because of the forced interruption by the magical power, it was backfired by the spell. A surge of blood rushed up, and the remaining unburned divine blood burned itself, igniting the thoughts of the soul. The person was engulfed by the raging fire, and there was a torch man in the place.

The primordial spirit is a Yin spirit. Even if it has reached the pseudo fifth realm and has shown a slight reversal of Yin to Yang, a Yin spirit is still a Yin spirit after all. How can it withstand the burning of divine blood? One can hear crackling sounds coming from the fire that engulfed the soul of God Yu.

It seemed that every thought of the soul was burning and exploding like popping beans in a bamboo tube.

Tian Peng Zhen Jun was indifferent, and there was no expression on the three gods' heads. People like Po Jun Hou deserved to die, and they should be thrown into the eighteenth level of hell, or fried in oil or mountains of swords and seas of fire.

When the other Shinto warriors who were attacking the Shenxu Divine Mine saw the tragic scene of Marquis Pojun being burned in flames, they were all frightened and their minds tensed up. Then these people were frightened and stimulated their greater potential, and the speed of attacking the Shenxu Divine Mine was accelerated again.

Human potential is unlimited, and it is fully reflected in these powerful Shinto warriors. The stronger the Taoist magic displayed by Wutou Jinan, the faster these people will attack the Shenxu Divine Mine.

Without some stimulation, these people will never know how great their potential is.

Just as these people speeded up their attack, something strange happened. A series of screams suddenly came from the Myth Mountain, and the screams soon stopped.

Everyone was startled and turned to look at the source of the scream.

Even one of the divine heads of Tianpeng Zhenjun turned his head and paid attention to the direction of the scream.

It didn't take long for everyone present to understand the truth.

A large bed held up a huge Shenhua umbrella, with rays of divine light hanging down and mist as dense as clouds. A dozen powerful Shinto warriors and divine birds and ferocious beasts were seen, kneeling on the ground with wounds all over their bodies. Each of them had a thick iron chain tied around their neck, pulling the Shenhua wooden nest in front of them, kneeling forward step by step.

"This is……"

The pupils of all the powerful Shinto warriors present shrank.

They were familiar with the faces of those Shinto strongmen. They were the ones who rushed into the colorful secret realm with them. Each of them had been promoted by the Great Demon of the Underworld, and his cultivation realm was the pseudo fifth realm.

The scene at this moment completely overturned their understanding of the world. The pseudo fifth realm was worse than cattle and horses in the underworld and was only fit to be animals pulling carts!

If they hadn't seen other divine birds and ferocious beasts kneeling together and pulling the cart, these powerful Shintoists who had cultivated their Tao hearts for hundreds of years would have collectively broken down today and would have begun to doubt whether there was still meaning in cultivating immortals.

"Is this the true cruelty of this battlefield where hundreds of races compete for supremacy? The races that lose the competition are not even worthy of being cattle and horses..."

With shock and impact in their hearts, as well as a bit of anger and sadness, these people stopped what they were doing and glared at the owner of the Shenhua canopy bed!

Which one among the hundreds of tribes has such great ability to enslave so many strong men and use them as oxen and horses to pull carts!