The fate of the Heavenly Performing King is similar to the rotation of the town, being directly swallowed up by the incineration of wind and dust, and there is not even a little residue left.
And after cleaning up these three-headed kings, in front of Fengchen, one of the most direct questions is: how should they act.
At present, the lower battlefield can be said to have been completely dominated by them.
There are only more than forty monster kings left, and they are still fighting against other human cultivators.
The imperial guards, which were supposed to be very tricky, were hunted and killed by Cai Xing and Bai Moyu in considerable numbers.
Even Zhang Zexi, the king of iánzhàn, will erase some from time to time: But basically, it was only after he defeated a monster king that that scene would happen.
"You go and help the Confucian generals, I'll go to find the king of war, if nothing else, when the battle of that kid in the cold tomb is over, the twelve of us will kill together" After glancing at the battlefield of the cold tomb and clearing the ripples, Fengchen walked towards Zhang Zexi.
There is no need to help anymore, the battle between the cold tomb and the cold face king is nearing the end.
At this time, it is better to go to a comrade-in-arms who has not cooperated in any way, and it will be better to breathe: Thinking of Zhang Zexi's appearance just now, if it weren't for seeing that the other party had changed and converged, Fengchen really didn't plan to ask for his help.
Although Fengchen is also very clear, the strength of the war king Zhang Zexi is indeed very strong.
"It's you again, and you're going to rob me of my merits" Da Lao Yuan sensed the wind coming from Fengchen, Zhang Zexi turned his head unhappily after completely twisting the monster king in his hand, looking at Fengchen's smiling face, and said very unfriendly.
"It's nothing, I just want to ask you if you're interested, kill with us."
Fengchen pointed to the sky and smiled.
"What, you actually invited us to kill together" Xue Yici listened to Qing Lianyi's words, but he couldn't believe it, this was actually true: These single combat powers, which can even crush the peak powerhouses of the Double Realm, actually came to invite them together The weakened cultivator, under the cover of the clear ripple spiritual domain, was slowly healed by the power of the wood spirit that filled the entire world, and the body that was originally lacking and weak was completely recovered in just a dozen seconds, and once again had the ability to fight.
And all this is just done casually in the words of clear ripples.
One can't imagine that if this doctor goes all out, will he have the possibility of instantly healing the entire battlefield cultivator: Just as the First Emperor is always doing.
"Fengchen said so, if you don't want to, you can not use it.
That's right, if you are a Confucian general, he suggests that you stay in the lower level, just let the five of them improve their combat power in advance, it's okay.
Qing Ripple brought out the words and dishes of the wind and dust.
"Leng Tomb, you kid hurry up, we don't have much time, if you delay any longer, you don't have to follow us to meet" The voice came from the rootless and sourceless wind, drifting to the ears of Leng Tomb, who was moving rapidly, even if he wanted to, he couldn't escape at all.
"Got it, urge and urge and urge and urge from just now to stop urging, I really thought I was fighting this guy, it was so easy" Leng Tomb muttered in his mouth, and while his tone was dissatisfied, his eyes were serious and cautious, but there was no slightest relaxation and slackness.
After a long battle, Leng Tomb finally broke free from the confusion of the authorities and walked to the bystanders: A few minutes ago, he finally understood that the selflessness of the cold-faced king was not something that could be used all the time, but needed the accumulation of the power of rules.
To put it bluntly, the iron-faced selflessness, the mirror hanging, and the selflessness of the public are not unrelated.
There is a prerequisite for a selfless performance.
It is necessary to accumulate the power of the rules to ten points before it can be released.
The iron mask is used selflessly for one point at a time, while the mirror is used once for three points.
The limit of the power of the rules is ten points, and once you have used it once, you must also accumulate the power of new rules, otherwise you will not be able to use it at all.
Of course, after the Spiegel is used, it is also the power of the cumulative rules, but if you want to use the Spiegel Sink, you must first start with an iron face and selflessness.
Once the order is wrong, it can't be used at all, which can be said to be very troublesome, but it is also very strong.
To put it mildly, everyone has been in the Tower of Heaven in one step, and they have obtained the treasure, and he has been using it there since just now.
What this means It means that once he loses these treasures, he may be cold and will not be able to win the cold face.
"It's really embarrassing, but it's also a matter of these few seconds, it's been a matter of pit me for so long, it's time for you" As soon as the words fell, his hand stabbed towards the void, and an incredible spatial crack appeared.
You must know that without the power of the Triple Realm, in the Venerable Realm, a blow containing the power of rules would not be able to destroy the space at all, but Leng Tomb did it: His blow did permeate a strange rule, different from the ones he used in the past.
It's not because his blow has gone beyond the limits of the dual realm.
Instead, his rule itself has the power to destroy space: This is the hidden ability of the family bloodline of the ànsh, and it is also the ability to awaken after he broke through the realm of the Supreme Venerable in the cold tomb.
"Now that I think about it, giving me this name is also a deep meaning for those old men" When this last void rift was perfectly pierced, Leng Tomb completely relaxed.
Because he no longer needed to be nervous about anything, this battle, from this moment on, quietly ended.
Even if the strength of the cold-faced king is still tricky, but it has been caught in the loophole, taking advantage of the fact that the great duke is selfless and unable to play a role, the cold tomb has already obtained the key to victory, and the result of this battle will be revealed soon.
The cold-faced king was still alive, and the old god was looking at him, and even a little puzzled why the cold tomb suddenly didn't move.
The gears of time are still moving forward, pushing the life of the cold-faced king into the irretrievable abyss.
In the next second, the space was broken, and forty-four identical spatial rifts, with the appearance of the last one, no one knew about the secret from the beginning, and finally at this moment, under the evil smile of the cold tomb, quietly emerged: Each one is arranged around the cold noodle king.
A breath of death quietly permeated, and even before the cold-faced king trembled, an invisible force descended with the breath of death.
At this moment, in front of the cold tomb, when the forty-four spatial rifts began to ooze out terrifying blood, the cold-faced king was completely bound. didn't even have the ability to struggle for half a point, and in an instant, the cold-faced king was pulled into the ground.
And on that ground, the blood, which was so thick that it was terrifying, gathered into a long river.
There was a blood-red in front of him, even if the cold-faced king came from underground, but under the aura of death at this moment, in this blood-red sight, he was just as frightened.
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Not to mention, this invisible and shadowless force completely restricted his movements, making him like a pig and sheep waiting to be slaughtered.
"I'm advising you to give up, who made you not notice, in addition to dodging, I actually did a lot of small moves" The voice of the cold tomb floated in, saying cool words that made the cold-faced king frightened.
Between the tones, there is a hint of elusiveness.
This is also the appearance of the cold-faced king who can't see the cold tomb at the moment, if he sees it, he will definitely find that the ease between the words of the cold tomb is fundamentally made: At the moment when the cold-faced king was pulled into the river of blood, his face turned ugly.
"Damn, this broken ability is still troublesome enough, you can't just kill people, you have to complete the ritual to completely harvest life" While complaining, Leng Tomb used the spiritual power in his body to shape a large piece of pitch-black long stone stele, while his face was yellow and panting, and at the same time, he used the calamity bishou of his hand to start carving and carving little by little in this black long stone stele.
And with the formation of this long stone stele, the cold-faced king who was in the ground felt that his vitality and the origin demonic qi were completely evacuated at this moment.
The whole person seemed to have become a wasted person, and he couldn't do anything else except survive.
Every engraving and engraving seems to act directly on the heart of the cold-faced king.
The last bit of his will to live slowly faded away with the gradual formation of the feldspar tablet: In the end, the feldspar tablet became a tombstone, and his cold-faced king also died completely.
The newly made tombstone was directly inserted into the ground, and the whole person in the cold tomb was like going to half a life, and he was a lot weaker.
There is no taboo, the cold tomb is so leaning on the stele of the cold face king, waiting for the latest order of Fengchen.
"Now that I think about it, it's really like that, those old immortals, every time they kill someone, they always like to pretend to do some rituals, and they think they are just idle eggs, it turns out that it's for this."
Thinking of some pictures from his childhood, Leng Tomb couldn't help but say.
Only when he really reaches this level can he thoroughly understand what those so-called rituals are for.
The ànsh family is a special family.
Although on the surface, they seem to be specialized in ànsh, but only those who really know the past of the ànsh family can understand the unknown past: The earliest founder of the ànsh family was not actually a killer.
Even if it has nothing to do with this, the ancestor of the ànsh family is actually a merchant who makes coffins.
At first, this businessman was okay, although he lived in a big city, and the whole city seemed to have a few coffin shops, and business was booming.
But later, after a spirit stone vein was accidentally developed around their city, everything changed: That spirit stone vein was said to be quite high-level, which was coveted by many powerful cultivators, and even simply took over this city that originally had no cultivators, bringing this city level that was not at all into the first-class level.
What this means Whether you want to or not, whether you cultivate or not, all that can be left in this city is cultivators.
It's not that the original ordinary people were expelled, but the big force was also very simple, directly ruling the entire city, and at the same time, it also included the residents here in their sphere of influence, and directly gave them some basic cultivation tips and martial arts.
In order to select the right talents to guard and mine the spirit stone vein, it also saves a lot of manpower and material resources, so why not In this case, the business of the coffin shop has also become difficult to do: That's right, the ancestor of the Leng family stayed in the city and planned to continue to open his coffin shop. found that the days were getting longer day by day, but this coffin basically couldn't be sold.
Think about it, the decline of normal human beings, how can this city with hundreds of thousands of people die thousands of people a year.
Divide the number of people equally, the ancestors of the Leng family can sell hundreds of coffins a year, and the small life is quite nourishing.
But wait until everyone has practiced You know, it's a first-class city The level of spiritual power is so strong that even if you are a dying person, you can live for several more years without cultivating, not to mention stepping into the cultivation road After a few years, there were no ten deaths.
This made the old ancestor of the Leng family unable to sit still: he also began to cultivate, but his strength was really not strong, so it was difficult to make money through other means.
But no one paid attention to the old bank, so what did he do After a few years of scarcity, the ancestor of the Leng family made an extremely crazy and frustrating decision: He was going to kill himself and sell the coffin.
Of course, at this time, the coffin made for the cultivator, because of the different identities, is not as simple as before, the material has been greatly improved, and the fee is also quite expensive.
But fortunately, not many people will care about this matter: Since it has been upgraded to a first-class city, the pockets of the vast majority of people are actually bulging.
That year, the ancestor of the Leng family had at least 1,000 people, and he tasted the sweetness because of this: At the same time, his income is several times that of before, and he has touched a lot of good things from these people.
But it's mainly for cultivation, and there aren't many gold and silver treasures.
Later, everyone also knew that the Leng family gradually became a family of people from a small trader specializing in selling coffins.
Although I didn't do it, I didn't completely forget it.
Instead, it continued in a strange way: the ritual that Cold Tomb was doing at this moment.
It is said that it was because the ancestor of the Leng family killed too much back then, and finally became a Venerable, and his bones and blood were completely integrated into this too cold Dao, or the rules.
So that the descendants of the Leng family, once they have successfully advanced to Venerable, even if they have never done such a thing, they must perform this kind of ritual: Every time you kill someone, you have to perform a funeral ritual.
Maybe everyone's way is different, but every Leng family member is inevitable.
It's just that with the continuous development and change, this kind of funeral ritual has slowly evolved from a kind of atonement to a part of their means by the Leng family: They can use this ritual to forcibly erase the living, but only if the ritual cannot be interrupted.
And the power of the rules of the ritual is also extremely strict and inconvenient.
The more it is used to bury a powerful opponent, the more it tests the piety and execution of the ritual, as well as the investment of vitality.
The forty-four spatial rifts represent the life force input required for the ritual, which is forty-four percent of the cold tomb at this moment
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