The demon fairy starts from the six-winged centipede

Chapter 144: Eight Diagrams Demon Sealing Array

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A sword energy swept past and cut off the iron chain that blocked the Kunlun sacred tree.

These thick iron chains have tied the sacred wooden coffin to the stone beams for thousands of years, and they are still as smooth as new.

As the coffin lid was opened, a woman wearing a priest robe with ghost eye patterns and gold accessories on her head lay quietly inside.

She was wrapped in a priest robe and her eyes were covered by a mysterious eye mask, leaving only her pale, soft nose and chin exposed.

The whole person looks exotic, as if he had just fallen asleep.

There was no sign of decay in her body, and there was even a sense of vitality swirling inside.

But this vitality is weak, like the last breath of a living person, hung by the Kunlun sacred tree, and can only fall into eternal sleep.

Wu Gong could feel that the Queen of Jingjue's body was empty, and her internal organs had long been taken out and discarded.

“The means are efficient and amazing.”

Wu Gong commented: "If not, even the Kunlun sacred tree cannot protect your body."

The Corpse-scented Konjac turned around and said anxiously, "Immortal Venerable, I wonder if my body can be resurrected."

"Of course it's possible."

A crystal clear teardrop appeared in Wu Gong's hand, and the rich vitality condensed into substance, emitting a soft light.

"These are Phoenix Tears. They can bring the dead back to life."

"Great Immortal, your power is unmatched."

Ujjanagarhai was so surprised that the whole corpse-scented amorphophallus was shaking.

She felt as if she had taken a reassurance pill, and all her hesitation and confusion disappeared completely.

"Immortal Venerable, Uchananagahai is willing to serve and be driven, only to accumulate merits in exchange for this treasure."

She has nothing now and cannot pay the price.

But asking for it directly and shamelessly is not her style.

If she, Ujjainakahai, needed something, she would get it with her own hands instead of begging for mercy.

The strong are never afraid of challenges, that is a military achievement, not a burden.

"Yes, no wonder you can become the king of Jingjue Kingdom."

Wu Gong nodded in approval, took back the Phoenix Tear, and sent a ray of spiritual light to the Queen of Jingjue.

"Your soul has been nurtured by the corpse-scented konjac for thousands of years. It has long transcended the mundane world. You only need the final push to achieve perfection."

"This is the 'Aquarius Moon Wheel Visualization Method', which can help you condense your soul and transform it into a spirit body to walk the world."

Following the visualization method taught by Wu Gong, Ujjainakahai visualized the vase moon wheel in just a moment.

A moon emerged from the corpse flower, emitting a soft and bright light.

After learning the Dharma, the soul that had been nurtured in the Ujjainaga Sea for thousands of years quickly condensed and turned into a spirit body exactly the same as the one sleeping in the coffin.

"Thank you, merciful Immortal Lord."

She dug out the pair of ghost eyes from her own body and presented them respectfully.

"These are my eyes. They are the highest level of offering from my Ghost Cave Clan to the True God."

This pair of ghost eyes had no blood at all, and the pupils had grown into vertical eyes like snakes. The pitch-black vertical pupils looked like small ghost holes.

Ujjanagarhai held his eyes in his hands and offered them to himself.

This exotic etiquette is full of strange piety.

Wu Gong was silent. To be honest, this thing was as hot potato as the Zhuochen Pearl.

The Ghost Eye has been connected to the imaginary space for thousands of years and has long been permeated with the power of the Snake God. It is useless for Wu Gong to use it.

After thinking for a while, Wu Gong took the pair of eyeballs and offered a ball of wood fire.

The scarlet divine flame was used to refine the ghost eyes, and as the refining hand gestures were performed, in just a short while, the pair of ghost eyes turned into magic weapons.

"This is your own strength. The power of the magic weapon you have refined is extraordinary. Go and explore it on your own."

He returned the ghost eye to Uchananagahai, and moved the Kunlun sacred tree and the corpse-scented konjac away from the stone beam.

Wu Gong planned to use this place to deal with the arm of the Guifang monster tree.

He pinched his fingers and chanted spells to control the earth and rocks. Stone beams grew out from around the ghost cave and turned into the shape of the Eight Diagrams.

As the formation pattern was laid out, a barrier emerged and transformed into an Eight Trigrams Demon-Sealing Formation.

Summon the Kunlun Mirror, open up the space, and directly teleport the limbs of the ghost tree into the formation.

Seeing that the ancient god's limbs still had no reaction, Wu Gong breathed a sigh of relief and took the Zhuchen Pearl. "The curse of the ghost eye has been lifted, and it's time for the Zhuchen Pearl to fulfill its next mission."

Wu Gong took the pearl, and without touching it with his hands, he controlled it in the air, preparing to put it in the hand of the Guifang monster tree.

This thing, a tangle of reality and illusion with the power of chaos, carries a huge secret.

Wu Gong suspected that the death of the Snake God was most likely the work of the ancient gods, or even several ancient gods who attacked him together.

If not for this, a sixth-level being, who controls the power of reality and illusion, would be a top-notch powerful being wherever he goes, and it would not be so easy for him to fall.

The Zhuchen Pearl is not smooth. It looks like gold but not gold, and like jade but not jade. The eyeball-like patterns on its surface have become more and more real since it was connected to the imaginary space.

Just as the orb was about to fall into the hands of the ghost tree, the pupil of the eyeball suddenly shrank and the whole orb began to tremble violently.

The same thing happened to the strange hand. Its five fingers were spread out, and its nails grew rapidly. It actually jumped up and tried to grab the Zhuchen Pearl.

The orb spontaneously connected to the imaginary space and immediately became ethereal, trying to escape.

Wu Gong's face changed and he took out the Kunlun Mirror and shot out a ray of light.

The mirror light froze the ethereal body of the Zhuchen Pearl. In just a moment, half of Wu Gong's magic power was sucked away by the Kunlun Mirror.

The Guifang monster took the opportunity and grabbed the Zhuchen Pearl in his hand, bursting out with the power to destroy Yin and Yang.

However, the Zhuchen Pearl was supported by the imaginary space and was always in a virtual state.

The power of destruction cannot destroy false things, and the virtual Zhuchen Pearl cannot escape the capture of the ancient god.

Zhuochenzhu wanted to run away, but the ghost tree wouldn't let him.

You are trapped but can't hit me, I caught you but can't do anything to you.

The two were in a stalemate, forming a strange balance.

Wu Gong withdrew from the Bagua Demon Sealing Formation, held up the Kunlun Mirror, unleashed the power of the ancient artifact, and placed a Kunlun Mirror's mark at the core of the formation.

The brilliant spiritual light connected the magic circle, and rays of mirror light moved around, locking the two in the magic-sealing formation.

The Kunlun Mirror is ranked seventh, enough to suppress sixth-level existences.

Throughout the Zaglama Mountain, the ghost cave seemed like a bottomless abyss, and above it, the Bagua Demon Sealing Formation emitted a mysterious light, illuminating the dim land.

"Okay, now we have dealt with both of these issues. As long as the ancient god's true form doesn't appear again, everything will be fine."

Looking at the Bagua Demon Sealing Formation, Wu Gong was extremely satisfied.

Whether it is the Zhuochen Pearl or the arm of the Guifang monster tree, neither of them is something that can be digested now.

Fortunately, these ghosts seemed to have suffered heavy losses when they fought each other.

The Serpent God has fallen, so the besieging ancient gods must not be much better off.

The counterattack of a sixth-order being would surely inflict heavy damage even if none of the ancient gods died.

It is possible that the reason why the ancient god of this tomb-robbing world is in such a daze is because of the snake god.

Without cognitive thinking, the snake god can return again after a long time.

By then, it is still unknown who will win.

The wars among the immortals never depend on a day or night.

Only the one who laughs last is the real winner.

Seeing that the matter here was completed, Wu Gong looked aside and said, "Partridge Whistle, I order the three of you to seal all the entrances and exits of the Jingjue Ancient City and guard the formation. The spiritual energy here is abundant. If you can achieve the Broken Vajra, you can be guided to ascend and join Pingshan."

After assigning tasks to the Partridge Whistle brothers and sisters, Wu Gong looked at the Queen of Jingjue again.

"Uchannagahai, you have your own ways to lead the country. Let's go. Chen Yulou needs talents like you to assist him."

The space gate opened, swallowing up the Kunlun sacred tree and the corpse-scented konjac.

After the two left, Partridge Whistle took a look at the bright and shining Demon-Sealing Array and relaxed.

Thousands of years of pursuit and hard work have finally paid off.

He touched his shoulder, and the ghost eye curse that had been imprinted on the Zagrama people for generations had completely dissipated.

Behind him, the jade eyeball inherited from the high priest Zagrama suddenly blinked.

The round jade pupil turned into a vertical pupil in an instant.

He looked at the Demon Sealing Formation with cold eyes, full of fear.

Then, it looked at Hua Ling and the old foreigner with some disgust.

Finally, I looked at Partridge Whistle and was finally surprised.

(End of this chapter)