Ten Tailed Fox

Chapter 300 Thirteen divine arts, flowers in mirror and moon in water

"Speaking of the thirteen magical arts, the most dreadful one is the weird and unpredictable 'Flowers in the Mirror, Moon in the Water', right, the Corpse King General?"

Ye Cibei suddenly laughed.

"Sneaky, get out of here!"

Emperor Dou Zhan punched out violently, and a strong aura swept across the entire world, hitting somewhere in the void.

"I still can't hide it from you."

There was a strange fluctuation in the space bombarded by Emperor Dou Zhan, and immediately under everyone's gaze, a coffin locked by countless chains emerged from the darkness.

Corpse king generals!

"The corpse king is still the same, hiding in the coffin and refusing to show his face."

Ye Ci pitifully smiled.

"I don't like excitement, I just want to be alone for a while, I didn't expect to be disturbed by you guys."

A low voice came from inside the coffin.

"The corpse king deserves to have mastered the existence of the mirror flower and the water moon, even I almost didn't notice it."

Tu Ran glanced at the coffin and said.

Mirror Flower, Water Moon, one of the thirteen divine arts, can be called the most bizarre existence among the thirteen divine arts, making people unpredictable. Even now, except for the corpse king, no one knows what the ability of Mirror Flower and Water Moon is.

"Although the thirteen divine spells are the supreme existence of spells, they are not invincible. Don't rely too much on its power."

A voice came from the coffin.

"Okay, don't get cheap and act good. If we also have thirteen magic arts, we will say the same thing."

Ye Cixi rolled his eyes and said.

Although the people present were all standing at the peak of the world pyramid, there were only three people who possessed the thirteen divine arts.

The myriad phenomena in the clouds, the eternal rejuvenation of Ye Cixi, and the beauty of the corpse king and generals.

From this we can see how rare the thirteen divine arts really are.

"I heard that there is a thirteen divine arts in this pillar of gods and demons. Since everyone is here today, why don't you give it a try."

Emperor Dou Zhan said.

"Then you all come, I'll forget it, anyway, I'm immortal."

Ye Ci smiled, took a step back and said.

In fact, what Ye Cixi said was not the truth, who would mind if he mastered two kinds of divine arts?
The reason why he said that was not because he didn't want to, but because he had been to the top of Wuji Mountain before, but he didn't understand anything.

Moreover, the thirteen magic spells inside might have been taken away by that person.

"Thirteen magical arts are for those who are destined to get them, and you can't force them."

Tu Ran shook his head, but the others did not move.

In fact, they have all been here a long time ago, and they have also comprehended the God and Demon Pillar, but they all found nothing.

"It seems that almost everyone is here."

Tu Ran glanced at the crowd and said.

"No, there is one more person missing."

Yun Zhongyi shook his head, looked at the distant sky, as if he was waiting for someone to arrive.

"Roar!"

Suddenly there was a deafening dragon chant resounding in the sky, and the purple-golden light tore through the heavy dark clouds, turning into a purple-golden giant dragon.

The giant purple-gold dragon covered the sky and covered the sun, occupying the void, and its boundless dragon power swept across the sky and the earth.

"coming!"

A gleam flashed in Yun Zhongyi's eyes.

The purple-gold dragon turned into a middle-aged man wearing a noble purple-gold robe.

Emperor Zilong!

"I didn't expect him to come. I thought he would stay in Donghai forever."

Ye Cixi couldn't help but smile.

"It's that dragon."

Tu Ran raised his eyelids and said.

"Now, everyone is here."

Yun Zhongyi smiled and said.

"Looks like I'm the last one."

Emperor Zilong glanced at everyone present, and said lightly.

"Brother Zilong, long time no see."

Ye Cixi smiled at Emperor Zilong and said.

"You are Ye Cibei? Hehe, it seems that you have got a good chance."

Emperor Zilong glanced at Ye Cixi, and a gleam flashed in his eyes.

"Haha, Zi Xiaoyang, you are finally here, and only you can make me have a good time."

Emperor Dou Zhan laughed.

"I didn't expect you, a lunatic, to be here."

Emperor Zilong glanced at Emperor Douzhan and said nothing.

On the top of the Promise Mountain, the Supremes gather!
The Emperor Zilong, the Holy Lord of the Western Regions, the Emperor Dou Zhan, the generals of the Corpse King, Bai Shengyun Zhongyi, Tu Ran, and the deer infant who is on the battlefield with bones and corpses, and the two drunken mothers, there are eight supreme figures in the whole world now. All here.

Compared with the Supreme Being, Yu Wenkui of the Shengming Palace and Chen Wuxin, the Suzerain of the Yangzong, who were present at the scene were not ranked high.

"I never thought that the few of us would meet in the same place one day."

Ye Ci pitifully smiled.

All the supreme beings in the world have now gathered in Wuji Mountain.

"Get together? Don't use such nice words. I know what you want to do here."

Yun Zhongyi said lightly.

The purpose of any action is profit, and they come here to want a piece of the pie.

"I don't care about anything else, I just want to know which of you will fight me later!"

Emperor Dou Zhan is a fighting maniac. He came here to have a good time and find someone to fight a good fight.

But everyone is not stupid, and no one wants to argue with this lunatic.

"Tu Ran, it looks like the war between us is coming to an end."

Yun Zhongyi dismissed the six battlefields with bones and corpses below, and said.

The battle of the six white skeletons below is almost coming to an end. In fact, it is not accurate to say that the battle is no longer accurate. Now, whether it is the Demon Cult or the Prison Kingdom, they have no intention of fighting, because in the purgatory blood sacrifice formation, they have already died. It is difficult to protect themselves, those who are strong are better, and those who are weak are directly killed by the Purgatory Blood Sacrifice Formation.

There are not many left now.

"Hehe, yes, it's coming to an end."

For some reason, a strange smile suddenly appeared on Tu Ran's face.

"Yeah, everyone is almost dead."

Looking at the purgatory blood sacrifice array below that was shining with blood, Yun Zhongyi still felt a little bit unbearable.

The Purgatory Blood Sacrifice Formation was not his idea, but an order given by Su Tianzi himself. In fact, he did not agree with it at the beginning, but Su Tianzi's words made him hard-hearted.

"Either the members of the Devil's Cult die, or the members of the Devil's Cult and the Prison Kingdom die together. Which one do you choose?"

Yes, with such a huge disparity, the thought is not how to reduce the casualties of the Demon Cultists, but how to make the deaths of the Demon Cultists worthwhile.

It's the best way right now.

"Yun Zhongyi, you are really ruthless."

Even the battle madman Emperor Dou Zhan couldn't help but clicked his lips and said.

It has to be said that even people like them may not be able to do this method of killing each other.

Purgatory Blood Sacrifice Formation, this kind of formation is too bloody, and it is still taboo, so it can only be said that this move is too ruthless.

(End of this chapter)