Holy Bone

Chapter 1811: The Powerful Enemy from the Wutong God's Nest

This clan is so glorious that no one can see the true face of the owner of the Shenhua Baogai Wooden Nest.

Only through breath sensing could one vaguely sense that on the wooden nest that was larger than several houses, there was an object with a huge outline lying.

Many people wanted to continue staring, wanting to see clearly who was so bold as to enslave the pseudo-fifth-level Shinto strongmen to serve as cattle and horses to pull carts.

As a result, just because they looked a few more times, the mysterious creature on the Shenhua umbrella directly attacked those people.

Then a young man walked out from the side of the Shenhua umbrella. The young man had a tall and straight figure and looked heroic.

The young man walked towards them step by step, his expressionless face even more dead than that of a dead person. He was full of divine light and an unpleasant aura, as if anyone who came close to him would suffer an unexpected disaster.

As the young man walked over, the mist around him dissipated on its own, revealing his true form.

The other party was very young, and looked to be in his twenties, with handsome features. His face was as white and heroic as ivory, and there was a crystal luster shining from under his skin. His forehead was full and his nose was high, but this did not mean that his cultivation would be low because of his young age.

As soon as the opponent appears on the scene, he gives people a sense of oppression as if facing a formidable enemy.

Being able to bring such a severe sense of oppression to them, this young man must be at least in the pseudo fifth realm, so no one present underestimated the young man's fighting ability.

The subsequent developments confirmed their assumptions about the other party's strength.

The young man walked out indifferently, taking one step at a time along the path of stars shining with the sun and the moon, and walked towards the Shinto warriors who were still staring at the Shenhua Baogai Wooden Nest and had not taken their gazes away.

The battle ended quickly as it began, and those powerful Shinto warriors were soon dying and seriously injured, and their spirits dimmed.

Several people were injured, which alerted the lurking underworld demon. Just as the underworld demon was about to make a move, the young man raised his hand and offered a magic lamp.

No one knew the origin of the magic lamp. The place illuminated by the magic lamp was a space of its own. Even the breath of the great demon from the underworld was blocked and kept outside the illuminated range.

Without the arrival of the great demon from the underworld, these Shinto warriors were quickly defeated by the young man as easy as cutting melons and vegetables, and then thick iron chains were put around their necks to pull the cart.

Those who are still kneeling and moving forward will take the initiative to make room for those who come later.

Tian Peng Zhenjun has been watching this group of newly arrived aliens coldly, and has not chosen to retreat out of fear of the other party's methods.

After defeating and enslaving several people, the young man noticed that Tianpeng Zhenjun was also watching this side. Without saying a word, the young man rushed towards Tianpeng Zhenjun.

Tian Peng Zhenjun casually summoned a magic weapon, the Qin King's Bone Mirror, and shone it towards the opposite side. On the one hand, he wanted to interrupt the other party's vision of following the path of the sun, the moon and the stars with every step, and on the other hand, he wanted to find out the details of the young man and the mysterious visitor on the Shenhua Baogai Wooden Nest.

The opponent's realm is very high, and King Qin's bone mirror can only capture a moment. This moment is enough for Tianpeng Zhenjun to see clearly the opponent's background.

In the eyes of outsiders, the young man was a handsome, heroic man. However, in the Qin King's bone mirror, the young man had a big bloody hole in his heart and was a heartless person who had lost his original heart.

Moreover, the body of this careless person was pierced by a colorful silk thread. Under the control of the colorful silk thread, the person was like a walking corpse and was an accomplice of the evildoer.

The seven-colored thread was as thick as a finger, with seven colors, and carried the emotional fluctuations of the seven emotions and six desires. This seven-colored thread was a divine thought thread. And it was a divine thought thread as thick as a finger.

Other people's thoughts are as thin as silver hair, so there is a saying among the people that there are three thousand strands of worries. But the mysterious and powerful enemy in front of him has divine thoughts as thick as fingers. It is simply worlds apart.

This makes people even more curious about what tribe the huge creature lying on the Shenhua Baogai wooden nest belongs to!

Unfortunately, the time that King Qin used the bone mirror to reveal the truth was too short. He didn’t even get to see the Shenhua Baogai Wooden Nest before the light of the mirror retreated. Until now, we still don’t know what the mysterious giant on the wooden nest is.

“A mindless puppet controlled by the threads of divine thoughts dares to challenge the Four Holy Saints of the North Pole!” Tian Peng Zhen Jun shouted with a thunderous voice, and three heads spewed out the Six Ding Divine Fire.

The Six Ding Divine Fire could even burn the willow branches in the Bodhisattva's Jade Purification Bottle. Now it was only facing a thread of divine thought. The Six Ding Divine Fire was like fire that forged the golden lock. It did not burn anything else. It concentrated its divine flame only on burning the thread of divine thought. It didn't take long for the thread to be burned through.

As the thread of divine thought broke, the puppet stood still, and was then swept back to Tianpeng Zhenjun by the Six Ding Divine Fire, where it was burned into black ashes as expected.

Avenue induction!

Nine million good deeds!

As expected, he is at the pseudo fifth realm level, and True Lord Tianpeng's eyes revealed an expression of "as expected".

In the eyes of others, this young man was extremely difficult to deal with and extremely talented. However, as King Qin looked into the bone mirror and revealed his true identity, it was easy for Tian Peng Zhen Jun to kill him. He could use the enemy's strengths to attack his weaknesses and only need to attack one weak point.

At this time, Yushen, like other powerful Shinto figures, watched from afar and did not act rashly in the face of the sudden intervention of the mysterious and alien powerful enemy.

Tian Peng Zhenjun also temporarily gave up the pursuit of Yu Shen divine spirit and turned to face the Shenhua Baogai Wooden Nest that was still approaching.

As they got closer, people sensed more and more the aura of the Shenhua Baogai Wooden Nest and noticed more details. Every branch of the wooden nest came from an extraordinary sacred tree. They were shining with divine aura and pulsating with the unique aura of the Phoenix clan, the blazing phoenix fire.

"Could it be that... that's a sycamore branch? Could it be a phoenix nest?"

"Is there really a dragon and phoenix race in the battle of 100 races?"

"The path to godhood in Myth Mountain has just been opened, and the Phoenix Clan has already joined the battle?"

Amid the cries of surprise, a dozen divine birds and beasts, as well as powerful human beings, were kneeling and pulling what was suspected to be a phoenix's nest, and they had arrived outside the Shenxu Divine Mine.

The light from the Shenhua Baogai Lair was so dazzling that no one could see the identity of the visitor until now.

From the outline of the huge reclining black shadow, people have assumed that it is the Phoenix clan that has come. Only the Phoenix clan has the hobby of building their nest with the sacred Wutong tree.

Suddenly, the Shenhua treasure canopy stopped, and the huge black shadow inside it seemed to be watching the Shenxu Divine Mine, and then turned its body and headed towards Tianpeng Zhenjun.

Seeing Tian Peng Zhenjun killing the evil spirits attracted the attention of the opposite side. The Shinto warriors had different expressions. They didn't dare to think about what would happen if even the Four Saints of the North Pole were no match for the master in the Shenhua Baogai Lair and were enslaved to pull carts... That kind of thought was already a blasphemous delusion, and thinking too much about it would be in danger of divine punishment.

However, the Feather God looked at the back of Tianpeng Zhenjun, and the cold look in his eyes remained unchanged. It was unknown what he was thinking.