Changsheng starts from Tiangang 36

Chapter 370 Great Zhou Taizu!

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In the tunnel at the center of the earth, the strange ghosts roared behind Jiang Li, looking at the wounds of the reincarnated ghosts whose arms were shattered, revealing a greedy and crazy ferocious face.

If it weren't for the torture and shock of ghosts, several medieval strange ghosts would definitely pounce out immediately and eat the reincarnated ghosts alive, leaving no blood behind.

For these filthy miscellaneous pseudo-races who also have ghost power in their bodies, every medieval white ghost would like to eat their flesh and suck their marrow.

The level of hatred exceeds all.

Even being imprisoned by the ghost tribe's gods for tens of thousands of years is nothing compared to the hatred of the pseudo tribe.

The existence of these pseudo-races is the greatest shame of the medieval White Walkers.

"Cuckoo"

The reincarnated ghost tribe's neck was pinched, blood was pouring from its mouth, its eyes were frightened and anxious, and it wanted to scream a warning.

Like a dying man who is exhausted and has used up all his strength and spirit.

In the center, a huge blood-sword-feathered iron seat stood, with a hazy cloaked figure sitting on it.

On each chain, there are more or less cages hanging.

In front of the bloody sword feather iron seat, a tall figure with a withered body was nailed to the ground by dozens of sword feathers.

When he reached the end of the corridor, a very broad and grand underground space appeared in front of Jiang Li.

Obviously, the ghost envoys have been trying to create a powerful race of creatures.

There are already some speculations in my mind about some of the calculations of the ghost tribe’s divine envoy.

The reason why there is the greatest demand for Nine Nether Flame Birds is probably because the Flame Birds possess the bloodline of the ancient divine phoenix and possess extremely strong resurrection and recovery abilities.

Jiang Li casually threw the reincarnation of the ghost clan behind him. The medieval White Walkers got their acquiescence and immediately pounced on him fiercely and tore him into pieces.

The sharp sword feathers penetrated the body, and the remaining blood flowed out from the wound, passing through the magic circle below and transported to the humanoid creatures hanging on the surrounding shelves.

There are also many strange magic circles arranged around, which are also moving and emitting various halos of different colors.

Jiang Li had mastered the ghost clan's reincarnation technique, and he could almost recognize at a glance that a ritual similar to the reincarnation technique was going on here.

"Is this the reason why the ghost tribe's divine envoy captured the Nine Nether Flame Bird!"

In some of the cages, blood was still dripping, and there were fresh corpses imprisoned in them.

Jiang Li released his true energy and condensed it into a knife, splitting all the iron chains on the copper lock, and walked straight to the end of the corridor.

But his body and spirit were all suppressed by Jiang Li, and he couldn't make a sound or move his thoughts at all.

This person's face could not be seen clearly from Jiang Li's point of view, but the proud posture revealed in his body movements seemed to indicate that this person had an extraordinary status.

The area is almost comparable to Anmang City.

Around the iron base, there are many shelves, and on each shelf hangs a humanoid creature.

"You, what kind of existence are you!"

There are also several Nine Nether Flame Bird corpses nearby whose blood has been completely drained, and their feathers are messy.

They even fought with each other in order to compete for each other, and they were violent and showed no mercy to each other.

The bloodstains on the cage and chains were dried layer after layer. It was unknown how many creatures accumulated it.

There are magic circles, blood pools, prisons, various buildings with unknown purposes, chopping boards, etc. on the mountain.

Even though Jiang Li had experienced countless bloody storms and mountains of blood, he was also shocked by this scene.

"Who are you asking me? Let me recall it carefully. Time has passed so long that many memories have disappeared. I can hardly find them anymore!"

But they are all stained with blood, rust, and full of traces of the invasion of time.

Some tubular objects are inserted into the bodies of these humanoid creatures, and there is a gurgling sound inside, and I don't know what is being poured into them.

But the sound is very pleasant to the ear, like a girl's silver bell.

In more cages, there are decayed and fragile bones that break into pieces at the touch of a touch.

And conducted many experiments in the center of the earth.

"What kind of place is this? Eighteen levels of hell!"

All of them are gloomy, weird, bloody, and cruel.

The tall figure who was nailed to the ground by the sword feathers raised his head and faced the iron seat with bloody sword feathers.

On the bloody sword-feathered iron seat, the voice hidden in the cloak made a confused and tired sound.

There are both ordinary blood and blood containing various divine, fairy, and demonic qualities.

At the top of the space is a cage suspended by iron chains, and below is a mountain of accumulated bones.

The cages vary in size. The largest one can accommodate ten giant elephants, while the smallest one can only seal insects and birds.

At the same time, beneath each humanoid creature sat a high-level ghost race with a tall physique and natural appearance.

At least hundreds of millions of creatures died here.

Countless iron chains are nailed to both ends of the space rock wall, and there are thousands of them densely packed.

"I can't remember clearly. I probably really forgot, but Taishangdao destroyed most of my arrangements, but I still remember it!"

The cloaked man's voice suddenly became cold and cold, and the temperature of the entire space dropped a lot in an instant.

She said fiercely: "It's all your fault for breaking the rules and arrangements. Over the years, I have wasted too much time and energy to clean up the mess caused by you and the Dao of Creation. Otherwise, my creation plan should have been completed earlier." It was realized.

"And that Great Zhou Qilin on the ground? Is he a character cultivated by your Taishang Dao and Good Fortune Dao? He is not included in Bing Tu's calculations at all. He is an existence that should not have been born, which messed up my final destiny. The layout made me very passive and I deserved to be killed."

The more she spoke, the more excited she became. She raised her sleeves and robe, revealing a delicate pink and snow-white hand, which looked like a fist.

The tall and gaunt figure was nailed to the ground by the sword feathers, and there was a crackling sound of bones breaking.

"Who are you and what is this place?"

The tall figure was trembling with pain, but he seemed not to notice it. He just shouted loudly, trying to clear up the confusion in his heart: "You have arranged so many things here, what do you want to do? Create a kind of creature? This is what you are doing." A nearly invincible existence, what plans and intentions can't be realized, but why do you have to spend all your energy to create living beings? What do the plans and plans of the ancient tribe have to do with you!"

The tall figure looked around at the endless corpses and said bitterly: "Isn't it possible that all those powerful races that disappeared in the late Middle Ages died here?"

"Don't ask me questions, I don't remember much, I just know I should do this!"

The cloaked man shook his head. His voice was a little painful at first, and then a little confused and stubborn. "No, I should remember it. This matter is very important, and the purpose is very important!"

She jumped off the iron seat, paced back and forth, as if she was deep in thought, and murmured to herself from time to time:

"Yes, I want to create a race and a most perfect body with endless potential, so I need many, many creatures!"

"Only in this way can I go back again. No one will recognize me. I want revenge!"

"No, it's not me, it's him. He wants to go back!" "..."

The cloaked man walked faster and faster, as if he was crazy.

Finally, he came to the side of the tall figure, raised his foot and stamped it hard: "It's all your fault, it's all clowns like you, that made my arrangement almost fail. Do you know that I stole the military map after all the hard work?" , but it turned out that you had a bad plan, damn it!"

She stomped down, and the tall figure's bones were shattered, and it would soon be lifeless.

"God Envoy, that Qilinzi is probably not a trick arranged by the master. You should calm down first and save the master's life. In the future, when we leave the center of the earth, we may be able to use him!"

At this moment, a hoarse voice sounded from the corner.

A white-haired old head was revealed in a large jar filled with the blood of the Nine Nether Flame Bird.

Although his skin is wrinkled and sullen, he still has a heroic and decisive attitude that cannot be erased and exudes from his bones.

"How's your shell doing?"

Hearing this, the cloaked man retracted his feet angrily, turned around and looked at the head in the jar, and asked with concern: "How much has the strength recovered? When can we return to Shengjing and take back the power of the Great Zhou Dynasty?"

"God's Envoy, I will be able to return to my original state in two days. However, I am not in a hurry to regain the power of the Great Zhou Dynasty. I will be able to return more legitimately when the ancient clan oppresses and frustrates the current emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty more. !”

The old man said slowly: "After all, although the four regions of Jiuzhou are big, you and I only need two qualifications, and that's enough!"

"That's right, only two qualifications are required!"

The cloaked man nodded, took a deep breath to calm his mind, and then sat back on the Blood Sword Feather Iron Seat.

She looked at the humanoid creatures on the more than a thousand iron frames nearby and said, "We can rest assured and wait. As long as the blood of the Nine Nether Flame Birds is enough, these protoss can be perfectly activated. One thousand protoss, one thousand hidden The fake ghosts in the Zhou royal family are enough for us to win two qualifications.

"Although the bodies of the gods are not perfect yet, they are far superior to those of the human race. The starting point is already very high. Of course, I will keep the two bodies with the best quality for you and me to reincarnate and occupy!"

"The divine body... I'm really looking forward to it!"

The old man nodded, with a very yearning look in his eyes.

He raised his head slightly and immediately saw Jiang Li standing on the opposite rock wall at the exit of the corridor.

"An outsider broke in, and Yan Yangu didn't stop him. This person must be very powerful!"

The old man's expression changed and he shouted urgently.

"Outsiders? How could anyone escape my perception!"

The cloaked man raised his head when he heard this, and his eyes fell on Jiang Li. He was startled at first, and then overjoyed.

"What a powerful body, what a strong blood. This body is actually stronger than the master of the Supreme Way..."

"No, that's not right. Is this a flesh shell that humans can have? It's even better than the gods I created. It's a good thing and a treasure!"

The cloaked man's voice was full of excitement, and he immediately jumped down from the iron seat, looking at Jiang Li with gleaming eyes.

His eyes were filled with indescribable joy.

"Envoy be careful, this person's body is probably not weaker than the current body of the envoy!" the old man in the altar reminded quickly.

"Are you Sima Tu?"

Jiang Li raised his steps, jumped down from the end of the corridor, and landed lightly on the platform of the bone mountain. He looked at everything around him with interest, and immediately looked at the old man who was soaked in the blood altar.

The blood altar was very large and very tall. The old man's head was exposed and looked very small, so it looked very strange.

"Do you recognize my emperor?"

Hearing this, the old man looked at Jiang Li carefully, his eyes flashed suddenly, and he was a little surprised: "Could you be the Qilin son of Dazhou, King Anmang Jiang Li?"

"Jiang Li, my brother's bloodline call is here!"

At this time, a strong wind roared in the corridor above, and a huge red shadow rushed out, with a faint flame surrounding it. It was the sister of the ancestor of the Flame Bird, the great demon Yan Xiyao.

She rushed into the space in a panic, looking around anxiously, and finally landed on the huge blood altar.

"Who are you? Where is my brother Yan Wu'ao?"

Yan Xiyao's pupils shrank and she stared at the blood in the altar. In the blood, she sensed her brother's blood aura, and of course the blood of many other Nine Nether Flame Birds.

She shouted in shock: "Why do you have the aura of my brother on you!"

"Are you Xiyao, Wu'ao's sister?"

Sima Tu was a little surprised, but also a little reproachful: "I have been calling you for many years, why did you only arrive today?"

"What did you do to my brother?"

Yan Xiyao's heart sank, and she realized something at this moment.

"In order to save me, Wu'ao sacrificed his life and flesh shell to support my broken body. Now Wu'ao is me, and I am Yan Wu'ao!" Sima Tu said.

"impossible!"

Yan Xiyao's body swayed, and she was so flustered that she almost fell to the ground.

"How is it impossible? Don't you know that the royal family of Da Zhou also has some blood of the Nine Nether Flame Bird?

"Wu'ao volunteered all of this to realize my ambition. He was loyal to me and gave everything to fulfill my ambition!"

Sima Tu said with some excitement: "You are his sister, you should also inherit Wuao's last wish and donate your blood. Maybe I don't need to be reincarnated again to gain a new life, have the possibility of giving birth to an heir, and become a real Creatures!”

The blood in the altar began to surge, and a pair of huge withered claws suddenly came out of the altar and touched the mouth of the altar.

Immediately, with a sudden force, Sima Tu's head floated high.

Blood flowed down, and his upper body was quickly exposed. However, when he reached his waist, what was exposed was a huge bird's neck.

Sima Tu's body was embedded in the huge bird's neck, as if replacing the original bird's head.

Wow

Then more bodies were revealed, but it was the skeleton of a huge Nine Nether Flame Bird that was almost in decay.

Although the flesh body is dry and rotten, the feathers are withered, and only bones are left under the skin, you can still vaguely see how huge the Nine Nether Flame Bird was before it fell and decayed.

The body shape alone is three or four times the size of Yan Xiyao.

The ancestor of the Nine Nether Flame Birds, Yan Wuao!

"No!"

Yan Xiyao let out a heart-rending scream, her consciousness fainted from the tremendous grief and shock, and she fell from mid-air to the ground.

It was Jiang Li who was frowning at this moment, feeling very uncomfortable and uncomfortable.

The legendary figure of the Kyushu world, Sima Tu, the great ancestor of the Zhou Dynasty, actually committed such a shocking and evil act?

Grafting the broken body into the body of the ancestor of the loyal demon Nine Nether Flame Birds, trying to survive and restore the vitality of the body?

and……

(End of this chapter)