Chapter 56 The God of the Underworld Crow

The Feather Clan Blood Blade withdrew from the battle circle, but was thinking about the meaning of his friend. He spent the first half of his life in a daze, so how could he know such a trendy word?

After a moment, everyone on all sides restrained their terrible murderous intent, and the area became calm for a while.

"boom"

The rolling yin energy soared into the sky, dyeing the sky black all at once, like endless dark clouds surging, covering the sky.

Weird green lights lit up in the blessed land, and a fog slowly emerged from the blessed land, and then the fog started to flow.

In the blessed land.

"Bang!"

There was a light flashing in Lu Zhao's forehead, and the divine soul seemed to be stimulated. It shrank and shrank, and the ice was broken. But when he wanted to find the blue bird, he disappeared.

"According to the records of Shinto, the blessed land should be prosperous. In addition, this is the blessed land passed down from the ancient golden crow, so it should be more prosperous. How could it be such a depressing scene?" Lu Zhao looked at everything around him, and his doubts were even more serious, with an unbelievable expression on his face.

Feeling the incense aura that spreads around him, Lu Zhao recognized that this is a blessed land, a small world condensed by the gods combined with the spatial laws of the universe. It is somewhat connotation of the way of heaven. This space is real, and every grass and tree inside is born with the vitality of the world.

The sky is dark, and the earth is a thick dark blue mist. The mist is like the sea, unfathomable, and slowly squirms, sometimes opening a black hole like a huge mouth, as if waiting to be swallowed.

In the air, pieces of gravel floated, and meteorite belts formed on these gravels. At first glance, there were many meteorite belts, and each one filled the sky with no end.

Lu Zhao was born with peace of mind. As soon as he entered a strange environment, he was not surprised. He just got rid of the ice, so he should calm down his mind.

Outside the blessed land, Shikigami.

At the moment of space conversion, they all retreated, surrounded in the distance, staring at the blood blade of the feather clan.

Outside. Starry Sky.

Major scattered cultivators and experts from the four major sects flocked to the place and surrounded it.

"Who is it? Which of them condensed? It's so solid, the fifth level of the creation realm of the Immortal Lord?"

"This matter is too unimaginable. This...it actually...it actually..."

"I have been practicing Taoism for thousands of years and practicing in my third generation, but I never thought that there would be a cultivator in the Reincarnation Path. This is too incredible."

"This seems to be the breath of Shinto incense, is it a blessed land?"

"Old Ghost, what you said is the blessed land, the chaos in the heavens and all worlds back then..."

"I can't say that, why do we have to be fishermen again! Blessed land is a good thing, even if it is auctioned in the upper realm, it will be a sky-high price!"

"Yes, at that time, we will work together to kill the cultivator of the second level of the Immortal Lord below."

"Your head was kicked by the donkey? That's the second heaven of the Immortal Lord. Are you going to the front line?"

The uproar buzzed, and the appearance of this blessed land made everyone's minds turn sharply. Whether it was the reincarnation of Yuanling or the heroes of the world, they all looked at each other at this moment and began to plan.

But in the end, they discovered that the Feather Clan Blood Blade was a big and big obstacle, and it was left alone in the end, but they still did not give up. As long as they had the chance, I believe they would still snatch it.

Just as they were buzzing, the vast aura that appeared in the blessed land of the Reincarnation Dao did not stop, but continued to increase, forming an increasingly powerful pressure.

This powerful pressure spread, and the monks hiding in the void that were experiencing their power swept and pushed away all around.

The face of the feather tribe Blood Blade changed again and became pale in an instant. The pressure from the blessed land was so powerful that it exceeded his imagination. Under this pressure, the Blood Blade's body quickly retreated and his mind was shocked.

"Such powerful pressure of the gods, what kind of god is this?! The master of this blessed land that appears now is far more powerful than the Gongcao that I killed back then..."

Also shocked, there was a man in purple robe in the void. The man's eyes showed cold light. Under the pressure, his body did not retreat, but looked up at the increasingly solid blessed land.

Soon, the blessed land was completely solidified, standing in the starry sky and clouds, with green lights covering all directions, completely illuminating the dark starry sky!

The noble aura contained in the aura, the pressure from it, was like the heaven and earth, causing countless monks around to kneel down and worship. In the trembling state, some monks with low cultivation level could even kneel down and worship.

In the blessed land, the only fluctuating area, rotates violently, forming a huge vortex, with strange aura emitting from it, filling the sky and starry sky.

"This gate is the exit!" Lu Zhao's eyes flashed, his body jumped out instantly, heading straight to the gate at the entrance of the blessed land. At the same time, he flipped his right hand and took out the seal with the teleportation coordinates.

He was extremely fast, and in an instant he approached the defensive light film of the Black Gate of Blessing. As he passed by, a black silk suddenly appeared around him. Lu Zhao's eyes flashed without dodging, and let the fog shoot.

The moment the fog approached Lu Zhao's body, a flash of his eyebrows, and a symbol of Jun appeared outside Lu Zhao's body, automatically blocking the black silk.

The Jun character symbol was broken without even holding it back for a second.

Lu Zhao was anxious. Through his observation just now, he knew that this door was the only entrance and exit connected to the blessed land, but this door was very dangerous. If you spend it, I believe you can successfully pass through it.

"You Shinto boy are knowledgeable and recognize the gateway to my blessed land at a glance, but what's the use?" The voice of the crow came out slowly.

Lu Zhao paused, he hadn't noticed anything before. At this moment, he suddenly heard the sound, his pupils shrank, he slowly turned his head and looked behind him.

"Even if this blessed land is not completely integrated with me, you cannot escape. Because the only portal of this blessed land is within my control." Daoist Mirage pointed to the vortex and said with a smile.

Taoist Mingyao shook his head, raised his right hand and pointed at the vortex, looked at Lu Zhao, and said quietly: "You keep going, this is a chance I have given you. If you can pass through this door, I will let you leave here... This is your only chance."

Lu Zhao did not believe in evil, and his fortune caused divine thoughts to hit the portal.

In the end, the black air swayed, revealing a slight gap, but Lu Zhao did not move. It was not that he did not want to leave, but that he found that the gap was full of space tides, and he could not have been able to break through successfully!

Suddenly, a strange aura was felt as if it was transmitted directly into his body from the collision.

At this moment, Lu Zhao's heartbeat suddenly increased. The pounding and pounding sound seemed to be beating a drum. The pounding sound came from Lu Zhao's body, and the pounding sound was faster and faster. In just a moment, it almost formed a circle, turning into a heart-wrenching pain that surged into Lu Zhao's brain.

Every time he twitched or felt pain, Lu Zhao felt his will blurred.

"You're suffering!" At this moment, a faint voice suddenly sounded behind Lu Zhao.

"Shidao boy, don't try it. You can't break the will of this god. You need to know that this god's will is born with the resentment of the ancient golden crow. Although your barely condensed will is pure, it is not enough, so save your energy."

Seeing a crow talking strangely, Lu Zhao felt a little scared.

Lu Zhao asked, "Who are you?"

"This god, Ming Crow, was born during the reign of the Emperor of the Ancient Emperor, and witnessed the glory of the demon clan's deity's deity with the Holy Father. Later, he died at the hands of a sinister villain of the Witch Clan. He was summoned by the temple building in this place a thousand years ago, and he barely gathered his soul to this place of life. You, a junior of Shinto, are bold and dare to destroy my dojo." The cold light in the crow's eyes flashed and conveyed an inhumane death aura, and I don't know how profound your cultivation is.

"Quagu..."

Just as midnight was approaching, a creepy sound came from the crow's throat. It was hard to describe what was there.

The wind and clouds in the sky rolled, and a huge crow formed. Looking down below, it was majestic, like an emperor landing, and his voice was like a roar that shook the entire blessed land.

"Buzz!" At this moment, a buzzing sound suddenly erupted in the blessed land, and the entire space trembled violently, almost shattering.

The dying energy soared into the sky like endless dark clouds sealing the sky.

"Bah, you call me a junior, this is a bad word. I have opened the unprecedented rank of Shinto and achieved the position of the Lord of the Earth. You are only the position of the God of the Land and are still under the rule of the Lord. What qualifications do you have to call me a junior?"

Lu Zhao's expression did not change at all. Although the other party had already stepped into the position of Gongcao with half his foot, he was not a vegetarian.

"boom"

The entire area was shaking, and Lu Zhao was splendid, not shaking, and still stood as before. It was obvious that there were extraordinary Taoist patterns engraved in the void around him.

"Hehe, you are worthy of being a god who practices the divine way. You are not good at cultivation, but you are very domineering. Although you don't know what the divine position of the Earth Lord you are talking about, and you don't know why you say you can rule my divine position in the land, but if you get to my blessed land, you'd better be low-key." Mingya Youyou said.

Lu Zhao's face was gloomy and said coldly: "Blessed Land? Yours? What international jokes do you think I don't have a blessed Land? The attribute of this blessed land is fire. It is obviously incompatible with your soul and god position, and I don't know where you picked it up."

Mingya was stunned, looked at Lu Zhao carefully, and felt a little surprised in his heart, "You..."

The Nether Crow didn't know how to refute it. It didn't understand why Lu Zhao knew so much about his blessed land. This blessed land was indeed made up of nine broken blessed lands he inherited from Jinwu.

It naturally did not know that Lu Zhao opened up a new throne and cultivated a blessed land with the body of the earth god.

"Reverse shape and form!" Mingchao whispered a strange spell, and a gloomy aura instantly swept across the world and spread all over the fields.

In the blue light, the crow turned into a boy wearing a dark green and purple-red robe.

Looking at the blurred blue figure in front of him, Lu Zhao could not determine the other party's cultivation level, but the faint aura that came from the other party's body was not fluctuating at all, and he was very calm.

"Puchi!"

The move was no match for Lu Zhao. Ming Crow swung his robe, raised his right claw and grabbed it in the void, carrying a blue flame, rushed forward.

Lu Zhao immediately clearly noticed that the power of heaven and earth around him was surging wildly, as if in an instant the heaven and earth were controlled by the other party, turning into an invisible cage, and heading straight for him from all directions.

There was no sign of the attack from the Nether Crow's attack. It came too suddenly. Lu Zhao only distributed a small part of his power on the surface of his body. At this moment, he was attacked, and there was constant banging sounds in his body, and the pain spreads to his body, but he felt as if his bones were about to collapse, and the crisis of life and death was everywhere.

The crow gritted her teeth and activated her divine power, and her sharp claws became even more intimidating. The raven of the Styx seemed to have really descended in the world. Then, you can vaguely see that its wings were written with the words "death and death" and the power of the green flame in its low roar was circulating.

puff!

Lu Zhao's body was lifted up, and a ball of suspended black gas appeared under his feet, which was painted black all over, but it shot out green lights and hanged down, very mysterious and strange.

This dark cloud, probably, should be the culprit who sucked himself into the blessed land.

Lu Zhao was very decisive and sacrificed a seal. The shape was unclear to outsiders. The dragon patterns were densely covered with the charm of the great way.

"Golden Crow Blessing!" A series of auspicious clouds fell from Lu Zhao's head, mysterious and heavy, with no movement, hanging quietly there.

The black feathers were bright and bathed in purple, and the feathers were dyed purple and black, approaching the black stone platform where Lu Zhao was.

Lu Zhao frowned and scolded coldly: "Let me take action, let me see what you can do!"

"Hmph, little guy, he's dead to the forefront and is still so arrogant. Take me a move on the Doomsday Storm!"

The voice of the Nether Crow was extremely powerful, sweeping within a radius of thousands of feet. What's strange is that when this doomsday storm appeared, it was extremely terrifying, covering the sky and the sun, and the evil aura suddenly covered the entire world. The surrounding area of ​​Lu Zhao suddenly turned black, and it was obviously led to a illusion of a blessed land.

It is not so much an aura, a strange aura.

The feathers of the crow flew in the wind, purple flames overflowed, and even in its mouth and nose, there was a faint black flame-like cloud and mist. The mountains that touched the wings were immediately impacted, and almost all the plants and trees on it turned into ashes, and the rocks penetrated the sky, and the top of the mountain was almost crushed.
To be continued...