Chapter 839 Immortality

"Woo."

"Woo!"

Gloomy ghost cries came from the void.

Weeping and complaining.

But not the least bit weak.

The screams surrounding his ears changed from sharp to dull, and then turned into thunderous drums.

Boom.

The barrier space that was originally indistinguishable from heaven to earth ushered in a small world.

It was the turbid chaos that was cut open by a thunderbolt. Then, the rising turbid evil energy turned into the black sky, and the sinking quiet coolness turned into the earth.

Ding dong.

The iron boots fell to the ground.

The earth rippled.

When he looked down, he saw that it was not the ground at all, but a shallow pool of water that was not even up to his ankles.

The water lay across the sky, like a vast expanse of land. A tall figure stood quietly, with its halberd raised and pointing diagonally at the sky. His red hair was spread like a waterfall, blocking some of his pale face.

The black-red mist floating in the sky hangs down, intertwining with the 'peace' beneath your feet.

Thunder clears the way.

The black and purple in the distant sky are like rolling stars, changing the sky with brilliant aurora.

Zhao Wudao looked into the distance.

His left arm was shattered by the big ghost, and there was a punch mark on his chest that penetrated deeply into his internal organs.

Even with such a horrific injury, he remained unmoved and looked calm. However, when the black mist came and the scarlet fire slowly changed, a sense of fear arose in his heart.

It was obvious that he had seen ghost cultivators' virtual gods and visions, but they were black gold blood tigers and green-faced ghost foxes.

There are many people with two visions, and there are even monks with multiple visions, but they have never given him such a sense of oppression.

Those are not the thick mountains of saints.

Rather, it is an endless abyss of the same level.

"His Taoist body is completed."

Master Chu sighed.

However, his eyes still fell on the sacred sword.

"From now on, one more person will be added to the Taoist list." Miao Ran hugged his shoulders and looked at the red-haired monk with a serious expression.

He must carefully check this person's whereabouts when he goes back.

In fact, he knows that there is no need for him to investigate at all. With this person's talent, he will definitely shine in Donghuang.

Yin Zhaoluo's eyes flashed, wonderfully.

She thought that was the old man's limit. Of course, it was impossible to continue to call the other party old man now.

Anyone can see that this is a talented person who is comparable to a large number of candidates and is one of the top candidates. He is not a dying old man at all.

"With such a clever aura, it is not an exaggeration to say that he is a Taoist disciple of some sects."

"Who the hell is he?"

"Looking at his aura, he looks sternly from side to side. There is a kind of peace and stability in the fierceness and violence. He looks like a demon cultivator, and he is not bad at being a Taoist master."

…

The evil is like the sea of ​​clouds suddenly becoming majestic, and the silt swallowing up the vastness of the sky.

The mist in the distant sky looks like purple mist coming from the east.

"Buzz."

Purple-black thunder separated the richness in front of him.

Maybe it really was Thunder, maybe it wasn't at all.

Because what pierced the black mist was a huge cornice. The brackets stood steeply, and the coils were solid. The long oblique flying wings carved out rare and rare animals, either upright or sitting... or lying down or upright, until the entire huge oblique angle was completely

Flying out of the fog, the glazed tiles were revealed, as green and black as the sky.

The mist seemed to be squeezed by the palace, but also like the tide receding.

Only then did everyone finally see his true face.

The building that looked like a main hall was a huge shrine. The shrine seemed to slowly come out of the black mist. No, what came out was not a shrine at all, but terrifying and strange evil ghosts.

Ghost hands stretched out from the water.

Immediately afterwards, a tall evil ghost about ten feet climbed out.

Ripples.

More evil spirits emerged from the shallow pool of water, and within a short time, the originally vast pool of water was crowded with densely packed ‘people’.

They either stood up or lay down on the ground, but without exception they all walked forward, one step, another step, another step...

Plop!

Until the chain behind him tightened.

The iron chains locked them with the huge shrine, forming a tall ghost mountain.

There are more than a million evil spirits among them.

Different sizes and shapes make them look more like they are locked together.

There are three-foot-tall starving ghosts with mouths as small as needles, big-headed ghosts with heads as big as buckets, green-skinned ghosts with green faces and fangs, pale-faced ghosts,... sting ghosts, snake ghosts, and three-body demon ghosts...

And at the top of the turbulent ghost mountain, the shrine is like a huge ship, Luan Yu, moving slowly.

Roar!

The miserable ghost howl resounded.

The small world suddenly became silent.

"What kind of Taoist body is this that can create such a terrifying virtual world?!" The old woman's eyes widened and she lost her voice in horror.

There are many strange creatures in the virtual world of ordinary monks, and there are also strange and sacred things. However, this is the first time I have seen something as breathtaking as today.

Chu Kuang also tried his best to maintain his calmness and said: "This is already comparable to the ancient emperor Luan Yu."

As he spoke, his eyes showed a searching look. He really wanted to see what was sitting in the shrine.

It's just that the shrines are spread out like a large palace.

It's impossible to see the real face at all.

"Fellow Taoist, what kind of Taoist body is this?!"

The loud questioning brought Tushanjun back to his senses.

What Taoist body?

He doesn't know either.

Even the original incomplete Taoist body was named after him.

Now that the 'Three Flowers' are united into one, the supreme Tao body made of immortal bones, immortal corpses, and immortal souls, what should it be called? In fact, he doesn't know, but he hopes that the 'system' can give him a satisfactory one.

Answer.

However, even on the incomplete image panel, there was only one line: "Unknown physique."

"Then let's call it the Immortal Dao Body."

Tu Shanjun could not help but feel frightened when he felt that his mana was rapidly disappearing.

After the incomplete Taoist body opened up the virtual world, the phantom ghosts and gods that emerged did not consume such a large amount of flesh and blood. Now it is just to invite Luan Yu out of the shrine, and before he can take action, most of his mana has been consumed.

However, Mr. Tushan was not surprised but overjoyed.

The moment this ghost mountain shrine appeared.

Suddenly he had a feeling in his heart.

It's like if he faced the saint again, he wouldn't be without the strength to fight.

look back.

Looking at the blue and black sky in front of the shrine.

There seemed to be a pair of eyes inside that were commenting on him.

I just don’t know whether behind that curtain are the ghosts and gods of the past or something even more terrifying.
To be continued...