freenovelworld Chapter 387 Xuannv
Chapter 387 Xuannv
Hong Bo became furious and burned his blood and essence. The mirror in his body gradually appeared behind him.
The world inside was really as Zhang Song described, upside down, with rugged and twisted roads, trees hanging upside down, and lakes appearing in the air, falling from the sky like two waterfalls.
At this time, Hong Bo's eyes were fierce, like a hen with its wings pinched. Even if there was a stone in front of him, he would want to take a bite of it.
"Great Being, please let me go. I swear that I will never approach this world again, gather my men, and not reveal the coordinates of this world to anyone else."
"You have also seen that in my mirror world, there is also a great being whose strength is no less than yours. It will not benefit anyone if both sides suffer losses."
Zhang Song laughed. "The great being you mentioned has passed away, but he was extremely powerful when he was alive. He sealed his own little world in the mirror, which can be considered an alternative way of survival."
"Unfortunately, it has been too long, and the world in the realm has not been replenished at all. Your realm has fallen again and again. Now it can only be considered a mid-grade Taoist weapon at best. You are simply unable to exert the power that this Taoist weapon should have."
Zhang Song has handled too many Taoist weapons, and he also used several of them to refine Pseudo Heavenly Dao. It is not an exaggeration to call him a master of weapon refining.
Hong Bo's heart trembled. She was also in the mirror world and heard some voices telling her that she needed to devour some of the origins of the laws and a large amount of spiritual energy to maintain the operation of the mirror world. Otherwise, after thirty years, the mirror world would automatically close and completely become an ordinary fairy weapon.
When the owner of this mirror was in his prime, he was probably at most a third-level Taoist master, on par with Taoist master Ku Wu, and mastered the art of cursing.
Although the mirror is a Taoist tool, it is one level lower than the Wenmiao Temple. It is like a bicycle and a heavy motorcycle, which cannot be compared.
Gradually, the image of a woman emerged. She had eyes like autumn waves and phoenix eyes, her hair was tied in a bun, and she was wearing a purple-red palace dress. She looked at Zhang Song through the mirror.
"Xuan Nu greets fellow Taoist." The woman's expression was indifferent. If the mirror had not fallen into the hands of this kind of person, it would not have appeared.
"Shiwu greets fellow Daoist."
Zhang Song saw the woman saying hello and leaving, and asked in a dignified tone: "I don't know why you are interested in my withered martial arts world. I'm afraid these origins are not enough to catch your eye."
"I am the Lord of Calamity, the one who has set his sights on your world. My true form is a centipede dragon, and I have roamed many worlds."
"He must be a little concerned about this world of his fellow Taoist, so he doesn't dare to show up directly."
After Xuannv finished speaking, she glanced at Hongbo who was looking anxious and resolute beside her, hesitated for a moment and then said, "This young friend and I are also destined to be together. I wonder if you can let her go once."
Zhang Song shook his head: "This woman has caused endless killing in this world. She has attacked me several times. I want to let her go, but how can I let her go?"
"Forget it then." Xuannv said without even looking at him again, and her body gradually disappeared.
Zhang Song's fingers gently brushed across the mirror, again and again, gently and carefully, which made Hong Bo have a strange expression on his face, but he dared not say anything.
"What do you have to say?"
"You, the White Feather Clan, have no brains, no skills, what's the difference between you and domesticated birds?"
“伟大嚄存在… … ”
Zhang Song raised his finger slightly, and Hong Bo was immediately speechless. He knew more intuitively how big the gap between the two was.
"I can give you a chance to live, and I can also give the tribesmen behind you a chance to live."
"Haha, you are so arrogant. Let me kill you." Rong'a has advanced to the late stage of God Lord, and his strength has increased again.
He was filled with an overwhelming desire to fight, and felt surrounded by endless power. His mind was even extremely clear, and he began to see secret battle techniques one after another.
In just a dozen or so breaths while he was speaking, his aura increased again, heading towards the Great Perfection of the Divine Lord realm.
It was so satisfying. The more I fought, the more comfortable it was. These ghost kings and great monks were no match for me even if they joined forces.
He found that the more of his people died, the faster he seemed to improve. Could it be the method of blood cohesion? He thought secretly in his heart, and cared less and less about the hundreds of thousands of tribesmen behind him. His heart became more and more cruel. What the tribe needs is a powerful Heavenly Master, not weak slave soldiers like you.
There was still a smile on Zhang Song's face, but there was a hint of coldness in his eyes.
There was a faint black aura on Rong'a's body, which even Tianzun could not detect. Even he just felt that the state of this Pure White Spear was a little strange.
The spiritual attacks of the three ghost kings were not enough to kill such a reckless fool.
After hearing the reminder from the mysterious woman, he used his pupil technique to observe carefully again, and only then did he see a clue that this guy's soul had been tampered with long ago.
"The centipede dragon clan is tyrannical, and the strong ones in the clan are like stars. Wherever they go, there will be suffering. I also devoured more than a dozen centipede dragons in the True Lord realm by chance."
"As the masters of natural disasters, the Taoist masters of the Centipede Dragon Clan are really no match for me."
The wisp of spiritual consciousness belonging to Taoist Master Mosquito in his sea of consciousness kept reminding Zhang Song, and various memories about the centipede dragon clan emerged in his sea of consciousness.
As a tribe of natural disasters, the mosquito race is more terrifying than the centipede dragon race.
At least the centipede dragon clan does not eat excrement, soil, sand and stones, and they still have to maintain some dignity as "dragons".
Mosquitoes are not afraid of cold or heat. They will eat whatever is available. If they have nothing else, they will hide deep underground and wait for the spring to come and for all things to revive, then they will devour spiritual energy to regain their vitality.
Originally, these centipede dragons were like a cat that had encountered a dead mouse. Because he had killed the Mosquito Taoist Master, they smelled the odor and were ready to come and seek revenge.
Perhaps they also sensed the death of Taoist Master Mosquito, and out of concern, they inquired around and even disguised themselves and hired two gods from the Sky Feather Clan to attack and test the Kuwu world.
This time, Zhang Song finally understood the order and relationships completely.
Zhang Song calculated in his mind that although the centipede dragon was named after the natural disaster clan, it still had the word "dragon" in it. If it was sacrificed to his daughter Xiaoxue, would it reduce the changes in the world by one or two hundred years?
"No, these Calamity Lords have great destructive power, but their ability to survive is equally strong. We can't let them get away."
"It seems that this fellow Ku Wu Dao Master has been prepared for a long time. This centipede dragon clan must be one of the alien races he wants to lure in."
From the memory of Taoist Master Mosquito, we learned that the centipede dragon clan has huge bodies like dragons, but in appearance they still retain the characteristics of the centipede clan, with hard armor, and some are extremely beautiful, with countless claws under their abdomen.
He looked at Hong Bo, "That fellow of yours is hopeless. He has been marked by the Lord of Calamity. His sea of consciousness has been polluted and he is transforming into a Sky Centipede."
"If you join the Netherworld of this world, I can grant you a position as Yama Luo, and I will allow you to keep the Xuannv Mirror."
She had experienced too much today and had also seen Xuannv in the mirror. She hesitated for a moment and did not care about her life or death.
As members of the Baiyu clan, they all knew that if they didn't become stronger they would starve to death, and if they couldn't kill the enemy they would be killed by the enemy.
They respect the strong and are willing to become vassals of any strong person and slave soldiers of a powerful world, just so that the race can reproduce and the tribesmen can have some resources to survive.
She knelt on the ground respectfully: "I, Hongbo, swear to follow the Taoist master and become the sharpest sword in the Taoist master's hand to kill all enemies in the eyes of the Taoist master. If I break my oath, heaven and earth will forsake me."