Dao Testament – Shrouding the Heavens

The nourishment of 2nd Samsara Seal quickly disappeared.

“bang!”

Suddenly, the flames are surging, the symbols are ten thousand, and they are all together, like a vast ocean, vast and undulating, and the waves are surging. This is True Dragon, Immortal Symbols owned by Phoenix, Nine-Leaved Sword Grass, Kunpeng, Qilin, Thunder Emperor.

The Divine Form fused with most of the cauldron suddenly exploded. Those Symbols turned into flames, burning blazingly, exploding vigorously like the sun and the moon, delicate and beautiful like Phoenix Nirvana, blood-stained in the starry sky, and their sound first sounded!

“pu! !”

Zhou Tong’s face turned pale, and he suddenly vomited a mouthful of blood and went out.

The integration of Divine Form is becoming more and more difficult, and now I am only merging most of it, and the road afterwards is even more difficult. As soon as the strength of the Samsara Seal fades, the entire fusion will immediately fail.

If everything fails in the end, Zhou Tong will completely lose Tyrant Body’s strongest innate talent-Divine Form!

“3rd Samsara Seal, sacrifice!”

Zhou Tong immediately took out his 3rd Samsara Seal again.

“Boom!!”

The 3rd Samsara Seal turns into a glow, continuously nourishes the exploded Symbol and Divine Form. As if time is going against the current, everything is nourished by Samsara Seal, moving forward step by step, and the integration becomes more and more smooth.

When the whole fusion reached 90%, Zhou Tong stopped immediately.

The fused Divine Form took one after another Immortal Qi and turned into a ball of Essence, Qi, Spirit, soaring into the sky, becoming one after another mist of light, and quickly submerged into Zhou Tong’s true body within the body.

“No, continue, you will definitely fail!” Zhou Tong felt silently in his heart, and then a trace of regret flashed in his heart.

Although the Samsara Seal is not enough, as long as the Reincarnation Mirror is still there, “Divine Sovereign Scripture” can still be cultivated, and he can still cultivation out of the Samsara Seal; and at present, he can still cultivation out of two Samsara Seal, enough to complete the final transformation.

But now the real key is the lack of Dao Huo and Karma Huo.

I hide on the ancient Immortal Ascension Road. Even if those outsiders hate it, this hatred will gradually fade over time. This is one of the reasons why the fire of karma is weakened. No one has been It was born for hatred.

As for Dao Huo.

The dao fire formed by hundreds of Sage’s brand is indeed extremely terrible, but with the progress of the integration of Divine Form, these dao fires have insufficient gradually formidable power, and it is difficult to further promote the growth of Zhou Tong.

“If you want to do something, you must go out and do something. At least you have to show up in front of those Holy Lands and let the karmic fire burn again.”

“As for Daohuo, With the gradually spiritual wisdom of Tyrant Bell, I don’t need to worry too much…” Zhou Tong looked towards his Tyrant Bell, with a smile on his face.

Isn’t it the brand of Saint, Saint King, and Great Saint? As long as you further practice Tyrant Bell, relying on the Strength of Divine Traces Purple Gold, you will be able to get a few hundred more brands without difficulty.

Zhou Tong closed his eyes, and quietly sacrificed Tyrant Bell with his own mind and the Immortal Qi that was born before.

Along with the sacrifice, Zhou Tong’s face gradually showed a hint of joy.

The red sun is beginning to rise, and its way is bright. The river flows out, and the ocean rushes down. Qianlong Tengyuan, scales flying. The tiger roars the valley, and the beasts are panicked. The eagle falcon tests its wings, and the wind and dust rises. Qihua’s first child, the emperor…

That is the joy of life, the touch of life!

He can feel that his Tyrant Bell is “waking up” little by little, and the ultimate Profound Truth of Divine Traces Purple Gold is slowly recovering. I blended with the soul of Tyrant Bell, and I could clearly feel the strong Life Aura.

“Dang!”, “Dang!”, “Dang!”……

Tyrant Bell mumbled to himself, one after another sound waves shocking people, so Zhou Tong has a kind of strange feel.

That clock wave is like a big day with unlimited spring light; it is also like a crescent moon, soft light and endless; it is more like Heaven and Earth mountains and rivers, sea tide waves.

All these are combined together, as if to outline a picture of the growth of all things in nature, the mountain, the sea, the tide, the sunlight, and the moonlight are full of vitality and prosperity.

This is a picture of life.

Tyrant Bell also became crystal clear and near-transparent in the process of this ritual. The whole body flows with fairy light and blooms with brilliant colors. Every picture on the bell body becomes a beautiful stripe. Let it have a real texture and life force.

At this point, Tyrant Bell’s preliminary rituals have been completed, and Zhou Tong opened his eyes.

“Is it three months for such a sacrifice?” Zhou Tong’s eyes opened, and the pupil light was plain and deep.

In these three months, his mind and mind were completely united with his own clock. He felt the Profound Truth and breath of Divine Traces Purple Gold gradually recovered, and he felt the joy of life from nothing. .

In this instant, he seemed to have baptized all the murderous aura on his body and became purer, and his whole body was full of vitality.

Not only that, but the Emperor Scripture he has cultivated and known has also turned into a one after another brand and appeared on Tyrant Bell. Now his Tyrant Bell has a picture of the emperors co-respecting each other.

Not only that, but the hundreds of Sage marks he had obtained in the Immemorial battlefield before began to make a faint sound, as if a Dao Scripture text was resounding.

These are the scriptures made by Sage’s Great Dao. He who initially awakened the Divine Traces Purple Gold Profound Truth, has been able to use the Profound Truth of Xianjin to extract infinity from that one after another brand. Endless scriptures.

The ancient saints are transformed into picture scrolls, living, traveling, and discussing on the lines of Tyrant Bell’s exterior. It is a complete Immortal Realm scene of True Immortal.

“All the emperors are respected together, the Immortal Realm scene, this picture actually fits the name of my Tyrant Bell!” Zhou Tong slightly nodded.

This change is exactly what he wants.

“But, before I get into trouble, I still have one thing I can use a little bit!” Zhou Tong grabbed it casually, and the scepter of the ancient Heavenly Court appeared in the palm of his palm. It is the Supreme Divine Treasure that suppresses the underworld.

Vajra Cutter shook slightly, and a seven colors light suddenly fell on the scepter——

“Wēng lóng!”

Heavenly Court scepter A violent eruption, murderous aura as turbulent as the sea, terrible divine ability heaven-shaking, earth-shattering!

one after another light and shadow carrying the monstrous murderous aura, burst out from the scepter.

This is the killing saint, the saint of the ancient Heavenly Court.

There are seventeen killers!

And it’s also a Great Saint-level killer!

This scepter is the secret treasure of the ancient Heavenly Court. When the Lords of the Heavenly Court ended, they dedicated everything they had to this scepter.

In this scepter, there are seventeen Great Saint-level killing saints!

“Dang!”, “Dang!”, “Dang!”……

Zhou Tong’s Tyrant Bell continuously oscillates, ripples sweeping from these illusory shadows Over; the purple light peculiar to Divine Traces Purple Gold is hazy, one after another mysterious scratches begin to slowly manifest on Tyrant Bell.

At the same time, Zhou Tong followed these scratches and began to gradually learn about these seventeen Great Dao.

Zhong Bo lasted for a full month, and Tyrant Bell also had seventeen Human Form illusory shadows on his body. That is the imprint of the law of the seventeen saints of the ancient Heavenly Court.

“Not enough, seventeen killers are not enough! At least hundreds or even thousands of Sage marks are needed.” Zhou Tong said softly.

All the Sage marks in Antiquity Battlefield, including 498 Saint marks, 174 Saint King marks, 61 Great Saint marks, and even 12 Quasi-Emperor marks.

A total of 745 branding.

Because of so many imprints, it is possible for that place to induce the strongest Heavenly Tribulation without Dao Proving, and refine the real Emperor Weapon.

Compared with those of Sage, the marks of these seventeen killers are still too few, an utterly inadequate measure.

“I’m going out to do something…” Zhou Tong got up, Vajra Cutter turned into a seven colors light and sank into him within the body.