906: C906 The Power of the Primordial Spirit

C906 The Power of the Primordial Spirit

The fixed sky diagram hung high in the sky, and it contained the laws of the great dao. It merged with the void and moved the great dao. It was extremely hazy and magical. In the end, strands of thick and dense mist from the great dao descended, forming an Azure Dragon that isolated this area.

In this small world, everyone felt as if their bodies were frozen, unable to move. Even Meng Xuan felt the same way!

No one was able to say anything. Only the primordial spirit was still able to emit these ripples.

"Holy Son Kongtong, Holy Son of Mount Kunlun, Holy Maiden of the Palace of the Empress, Demon Exhibition Hall of the Demon Emperor's Palace …" If you want to kill me, I'm afraid it won't be that easy. " "Especially you, Feng Jiuyou. I don't know where you came from, but since you attacked me, you will no longer have the chance to live today."

After he finished speaking, the space between his eyebrows lit up, and a beam of light shot into the sky from the top of his head. In the end, it turned into a thick silver-white dragon that soared straight into the heavens.

Then, like a door to heaven, his head opened on its own, and the primal chaos mist began to seep out.

The golden colored chaotic mist spread out, and a palm-sized Duan Zhan emerged from within. He held an axe in his hand, as if he was splitting apart heaven and earth!

That was his Nascent Divinity, the foundation of all cultivators, and even the most important of emperors!

Even if his body was destroyed, as long as his primordial spirit remained, he could be reborn!

When Duan Zhan's primordial spirit appeared, everyone couldn't help but close their eyes.

This was because his primordial spirit was too terrifying. Even though it was only the size of a palm, it emitted a boundless golden light. He held the godly axe in his hand and sat on the top of his head like a celestial emperor.

The Immortal Soul was sitting upright with a divine axe in one hand and a seal in the other. Immortal Emperor blessings intertwined around his body, creating a grand scene. The primordial spirit even emitted an obscure sound. This was an ancient true scripture, and was also the language of the Great Dao.

It was completely recovering!

A world-shocking dragon's resuscitation aura filled the air, turning into visible ripples that swept in all directions.

The cultivator closest to him instantly had his forehead split open and fresh blood oozed out. His primordial spirit had already been injured.

"Why is Duan Zhan's primordial spirit power so terrifying?" Some of the cultivators wanted to retreat, but with the help of the map, they couldn't move.

Just the energy waves emitted by the recovery of their primordial spirit was enough to injure their primordial spirits. If a great war were to break out, how terrifying would it be?

"Because he cultivated the techniques of the remnants of primal chaos …"

Many techniques to refine the primordial spirit were born on the ancient earth. Later on, the great changes in the world, the reversal of the natural laws, and the interweaving of the mysteries of the world were all unsuitable for the large-scale growth of the remnants of the primal chaos. As more and more Immortal Emperors were born, the divine abilities of the remnants of primordial chaos began to dissipate.

Until now, in the entire external world, there were only a handful of methods to train and train the primordial spirit, and most of them were just fragments.

Duan Zhan had coincidentally obtained one of these fragments. Thousand Tempering Hundred Refining, irrigating his own body, he was only able to forge the current Immortal Soul power.

"In the fixed sky diagram, I am the king." His primordial spirit was still recovering.

The undulations grew stronger and stronger, and the light that radiated from its body became brighter and brighter. In just a short moment, his primordial spirit was like a sun, illuminating the entire sky and the earth!

Weng! *

The void suddenly shook and became incomparably bright. It was Duan Zhan's primordial spirit that had opened its eyes!

Two beams of light that were thirty thousand feet long shot out from that small eye, piercing through the void. Many cultivators cried out in pain. They wanted to close their eyes, but they couldn't even move them.

The dazzling divine light was like a steel knife, piercing into everyone's eyes. Many people had blood flowing out of their eyes on the spot!

"It's time to end this. None of you will be able to leave. Today, we will kill all of you." Duan Zhan's primordial spirit stood up, a divine axe in his hand.

The palm-sized primordial spirit was extremely solid. It wore a golden battle armor, and it strode through the air.

With a single step, he seemed to have stepped onto a great dao, causing the heaven and earth to tremble.

As the second step landed, many people felt a sharp pain in their hearts, as though they would explode at any moment.2

When he took his third step, it was as if the heaven and earth were flipped upside down.

This was the main character of an era. If not for the arrival of the golden era, he alone would be able to cause a drastic change in the heaven and earth. But even if the golden era arrived, he was still the dazzling one.

To be able to slay three Immortal King Stage Nine Great Monarchs, this kind of battle record was truly terrifying.

"I'll kill you first." With a 'shua' sound, his primordial spirit flew out, leaving behind a 30,000-meter long afterimage. The godly axe in his hand hacked towards the closest expert in the ninth phase of the Immortal King.

The axe chopped down, creating a 30,000-meter long axe light.

It was a huge axe that was as thick as a mountain.

The cultivator wanted to fly out, but the moment he got out of the top of his head, he was hit by the axe energy.

With a swoosh, his primordial spirit was immediately destroyed, turning into countless golden fragments.

Duan Zhan's primordial spirit opened its mouth and sucked in a long breath.

The soul fragment was directly swallowed into his mouth and nose, strengthening his divine power.

"Duan Zhan, you're actually practicing the Heaven-Devouring Clan's technique!" This person was extremely mysterious. Even now, he still had not revealed his true appearance. The Kongtong Seal above his head floated in the air as strands of silver-white mist descended, covering his body.

The ancient Heaven-Devouring Race specialized in devouring the origin soul of cultivators to cultivate, turning it into their own strength. The Immortal Emperor Alliance clearly forbade all cultivators to practice the Heaven-Devouring Race's technique. If they were to discover it, they would immediately kill them.

However, Duan Zhan had actually cultivated this evil technique while the female emperor was still alive. He was simply too audacious.

"If I kill all of you, who would know?" The primordial spirit began to walk towards the Son of Kongtong.

The Holy Son Kongtong snorted coldly. The center of his brows lit up, and his body instantly disintegrated like he was made of clay. A mass of primordial spirit rushed out. As soon as his primordial spirit appeared, the countless clouds in the sky immediately flew over to surround him.

Duan Zhan's slash didn't work. He coldly glared at the Holy Son Kongtong.

"Goodbye." The holy son sneered. The origin soul disappeared and charged out of the map.

This was the Golden Cicada's method of shedding its shell. Its body collapsed to protect its primordial spirit, and it rushed out from this terrifying force field.

"Who's next?" Duan Zhan muttered to himself, then he looked at Sun QiGeng, who was holding Shen Nong Cauldron, "It's your turn, not a formal Emperor will dare to make a move against me."

Sun QiGeng's face turned pale. In terms of primordial spirit power, he was not Duan Zhan's match at all.

Especially with the Divine Nong Cauldron fixed in place, he had no other way.

"I still remember that you have quite a few rune fragments on you." Duan Zhan muttered to himself as he walked towards Sun Aegeng. "Moreover, you were the one who intercepted everyone just now."

The Giant Demon Palace's Second Brother Wang's heart sank. This was not good.

Duan Zhan's primordial spirit had already arrived in front of Sun QiGeng. The golden fingers of his palm were lightly tapping on the top of his head.

Sun QiGeng was enveloped by a sense of impending doom, he wanted to beg for mercy.

"Let go of my Young Lord." Wang Xiaosi shouted as his primordial spirit flew out. This was an extremely illusory primordial spirit. It was only the size of a palm and its body was a light blue color.

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