The Demon Emperor of Lingfei Qingtian Has Been Captured

  Chapter 1133 Bodhi ancestor VS Yuanshi Tianzun [1 more]

  However, time is simply too late.

  Not to mention Nezha with three heads and eight arms, as long as it is Nezha who has recovered his body, under Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian, basically no one is his opponent.

   And even some Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian, you have to weigh whether you have more magic weapons than Nezha.

It’s true that not all the magic weapons in Nezha’s hand are innate spirit treasures, but some were refined, but because he has been using them since he was a child, he has transformed them into natal magic weapons. The fit is extremely high, and the power is not lost to some of the top innate magic weapons. Lingbao.

  The three black-robed men only had time to see a pair of cold eyes burning with fire, and in the next second, they completely lost consciousness.

  Without a breath time, and no sound is even made, the battle is completely over.

  Jun Muqian looked at the black-robed man who was already about to be dealt with, and was stabbed to death by Nezha with a single shot.

  The speed is so fast that she did not even leave her buffer time.

  Jun Muqian: “…”

   When it is small, it is cruel, and when it is large, it is also cruel.

   and then grab her job.

   However, Jun Muqian also knew that Nezha really didn’t intend to use his heads and arms.

  I am afraid that the three black robes are popular, and when they are furious, they will display this mysterious power.

  After all, using three heads and eight arms to deal with three black-robed men is really a fuss.

  At this moment, Nezha has changed back to its normal appearance, and the extra weapons have been taken back.

  There was a deep irritation between his eyebrows, and he stretched out his hand and took out his ears: “It’s so noisy, I’m so annoyed.”

  Jun Muqian was choked for a few times, and also whip Qixing Wanyue back into his sleeve, looking at Nezha: “Is the medicine effective?”

   “No.” Nezha faintly, “I broke through myself.”

  ”Myself?” Jun Mu narrowed his eyes, and suddenly, “So you deliberately pretended to be a child?”

  If this is the case, she wouldn’t be surprised why, relying on the magical alchemy technique of the real Taiyi, the cultivation base of Nezha at the peak of the Daluo Jinxian was restricted.

   “Hmm.” Nezha flew down from the clouds and raised his eyebrows, “Don’t tell the master, let him be proud of him for a while, or I have to coax him.”

  Jun Muqian: “…”

  The magical master and disciple.

  The corpses of the three black-robed men are below. The strange thing is that after being stabbed in by the fire-tip spear, they did not have any injuries on their bodies, but they were indeed dead.

   Nezha frowned, grabbed the flaming spear and stepped forward to find out.

   “Wait!” At this moment, Jun Muqian suddenly said, his expression solidified a bit, “Ling Zhuzi, don’t come here.”

   “What?” Nezha paused, with some inquiries in his eyes, “What’s the matter? Or I can’t know?”

   “Anyway, don’t come here yet.” Jun Muqian’s complexion was unprecedentedly solemn, “You stand there, don’t move.”

   Nezha stared at her, and after taking a deep look at her, he really stood still.

  Jun Muqian walked in and squatted down beside the corpses of the three black-robed men.

  She raised her hand and waved a spiritual force.

  Nezha’s eyes opened suddenly, because he actually saw the three corpses slowly turning into some kind of black sticky thing.

   Immediately after that, within a few seconds, these black sticky substances slowly dried up and turned into pieces of ashes.

  Jun Muqian picked up a piece of black ashes, her eyes were cold: “Shadow…”

  These three black-robed men are not real people, but shadows created!

  No wonder… No wonder she feels another familiar breath, which originally came from the shadow clan—the creature that lives in the shadow plane of the spiritual world.

  Jun Muqian couldn’t help but feel chills in her heart.

  If the lord behind this scene can create the shadow of any demon god, how big will the legion he owns?

  No, this is not the point.

  She has had a shadow, and she clearly knows how terrible the shadow is.

  The strength of the shadow is higher than that of the deity.

  Otherwise, Changyi would not specifically choose a shadow for her from the plane of shadow, and named it “Zhihuan” to protect her.

  Her cultivation base grows, so will the cultivation base of attachment.

  But Zhihuan is her natal shadow, only loyal to her.

  The natal shadow, loyal and brave until death, and will not betray each other!

  But in addition to the natal shadow, there are also the double shadow and the blood shadow, these two are the most malicious existence.

  The former is an evil shadow created to replace the deity. Only when it is “mature”, it can replace the deity in some way.

  The latter requires all the blood in a creature’s body, injecting the blood into the shadow of no master, and then applying a secret method to create a shadow that is exactly the same as the dead person!

  Whoever created the blood shadow, the blood shadow will be loyal to whoever, this kind of allegiance is different from the natal shadow, it is blind and turbulent.

  Furthermore, once the blood shadows are created, they are alive, and no one can know that they are not real people.

  Jun Muqian originally thought that the shadow clan of the spiritual world was born later, and has nothing to do with the prehistoric world.

  It now appears that the disaster was buried at that moment.

  So who is Changyi?

  She remembered very clearly that both Mu Ying and Mu Chenbai told her that Changyi has a close relationship with the shadow clan, and only then can she create a shadow to protect her.

  Everything is a mystery.

   Jun Muqian sighed, picked up all these black fragments, put them in a box, and put them in the Hunyuan Bell.

  Nezha captured the changes in the expression of the purple-clothed woman in his eyes, and he also calculated something: “Have you encountered something like this before?”

  No corpse is left after death, and there is no soul breath, so it is not a normal creature in any way.

   “Hmm.” Jun Muqian’s eyes were cold, “It’s not a good memory.”

  In the spiritual world, Palace Master Hongmeng wanted to replace her with a double figure.

  And Lingshan Ten Witches pretending to be a law enforcement officer, wanted to use her blood to create a bleeding shadow.

   “I understand.” Nezha didn’t ask much, “Is this kind of stuff difficult to entangle?”

   “It’s not bad, it’s difficult, and…” Jun Muqian suddenly realized a problem, and this thought made her startled.

  With the three previous shadows, she couldn’t tell which demon god’s shadow they were.

  It is only possible to speculate that the demon **** who was created with a shadow has a cultivation base at the peak of the Taiyi Golden Immortal.

  However, there are actually not a few peaks of the prehistoric Taiyi Golden Immortal, and it is impossible to find out in a short period of time.

  And the most important thing is that if it’s a stand-in, it’s okay to say that the deity is at least alive, but if it’s a blood shadow…

  Jun Muqian’s heart suddenly sank, how many demon gods were killed in the precipice, and how many demon gods are no longer the deity, but replaced by shadows?

   Can it be said that the so-called resurrection of the twelve ancestor witches are just shadows?

  Jun Muqian raised her head quickly, looked at Nezha, and said every word: “Lingzhu, do you know that the emperor Wa during the Conferred God War is no longer the emperor Wa?”

  Nezha was taken aback, her eyes suddenly sharpened, obviously she did not expect that she would ask such a question.

   was silent for three seconds, his voice was cold: “I know.”

   “Sure enough…” Jun Muqian tightened his eyebrows, “Although it is not certain when Wa emperor was locked up, it is clear that Wa emperor was not Wa emperor during the Battle of the Gods, but a stand-in.”

The avatar is exactly the same as the deity, whether it is “mature” or not.

  Rong Qing said that Emperor Wa was just being imprisoned, so obviously it would not be a blood shadow.

  Jun Muqian, the more he thinks, the more he sinks.

  Wahuang is a saint of heaven, and his strength is second only to Daozu Hongjun’s existence. The people behind the scenes can create her shadow. From this point of view, the strength of the people behind the scenes is even harder to imagine.

  They…really able to play?

  ”What are you thinking?” Nezha frowned and looked at the purple-clothed woman, “Don’t think about it.”

   “I understand.” Jun Muqian shook his head and said lightly, “When I’m too tired, I always think too much.”

   “You don’t want to talk to me, because you are afraid that I will follow you to think about it.” Nezha hugged his arms and said, “No matter what, at least it is safe today.”

   “You are right.” Jun Mu’s eyes deepened, “I have to speed up.”

   Speed ​​up Mu Ying and the others to wake up and rescue Fufeng and the others from Infernal Purgatory. There are still many people waiting for her, and she cannot give up.

   “Okay, think too much bald head.” Nezha put down the flint gun, raised his hand to indicate, “Hand talk about a game?”

  On the clearing ground, a chessboard slowly appeared, with black and white chess pieces on both sides, crisscrossing each other to outline a battlefield.

  Jun Muqian was silent for a few seconds, glanced at the handsome young man with a complicated expression, and said, “Ling Zhuzi, did I give you any illusion?”

  Nezha: “?”

  Jun Muqian: “Otherwise, why would you think that I, a vulgar person who fights every day, can play chess?”

  Nezha: “…”

   is really a strange woman.

Nezha put away the chessboard blankly, picked up the fire-tipped spear again, and pointed at the purple-clothed woman: “Then fight, I will suppress the cultivation base in the previous period of Taiyi Golden Immortal, and it won’t take advantage of you. “

   Jun Muqian: “…I thank you.”

  However, she really has this intention.

  After three years of retreat, she has not practiced yet.

  Being able to fight Nezha will definitely benefit a lot. It just so happens that she is in desperate need of enlightenment.

   Just as Jun Muqian was about to take out the seven-star moon whip to challenge, the sky in the distance suddenly became dark, as if a cloud of ink condensed, and came over the city.

  In the next second, the entire Nantian Gate was plunged into darkness, with no light at all.

  The dense black figure surrounded Jun Muqian and Nezha…

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  At the same time, outside the Three Realms.

   Yuanshi Tianzun territory, Yuxu Palace.

   A voice came out in the distance, coldly and indifferently: “Quan mention, I haven’t seen it in hundreds of thousands of years, please many times, you only came this time, it surprised me.”

  As soon as the voice fell, with a sigh, Yuanshi Tianzun wearing a Chinese robe had already appeared on the 10,000-foot steps.

  He had his hands on his back and looked at the incoming person, his expression was calm, he could not see any emotions.

  The person here is the ancestor of Bodhi.

  Bodhi smiled faintly: “You and I are busy with business, you shouldn’t be surprised whether I come or not.”

  I guess you have forgotten the shadow ￣▽￣

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   What’s interesting is that I wrote two books, listened to two kinds of comments, and many more.

  The male protagonist chases after the female protagonist, and the female protagonist is just doing it. There can be such a good male protagonist who likes it and refuses it.

  The female lead chased the male lead, and the female lead just posted upside down. Can you be a little arrogant?

  All the words have been said, and what is even worse, is so malicious to girls?

  I don’t like a cross, hello, hello, hello everyone, I really can’t listen to the Lord.

  Why did the lord and the light-beauty be different from each other in the beginning? I will write later. They met a long time ago. They have never had any feelings for no reason.

  (End of this chapter)