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Chapter 454: Cutting out the heart and beheading is fate or luck(1/2)

 Iron Mansion.

The bright moon is bright and the stars are bright.

Tie Tang, who was left with only his soul, felt an unprecedented emptiness.

Even for a being like him, he feels powerless after losing his body, like a lonely ghost wandering in the underworld.

During this period, there was even a bull-headed and horse-faced ghost from the underworld who passed by day and night, wanting to take him to the underworld for trial.

According to the underworld, Tie Tang was already 'dead' at this time, because his physical body was completely annihilated and could not even be easily restored.

Of course.

These people from the underworld don't really dare to take action. They just follow the laws of the underworld and come here according to the guidance from the underworld.

When they saw that the real owner was Tie Tang, they all ran away faster than anyone else.

But in fact, Tie Tang didn’t feel well either.

Since the attack, he has been trying to create a new body to carry his soul and spirit.

But the strange thing is that no matter how he tries, he has never been able to succeed.

During this period, he even tried to use the "Chaos Mysterious Embryo Art" of the Shenfeng clan to be reborn from nirvana, but after rebirth he was still only the body of the soul and could not grow a new body.

The Book of Seven Arrows is, after all, a great supernatural power from ancient times, with incredible power.

In addition, the person who took action was not an ordinary witch, but a real immortal overlord.

Even if he got his birth date wrong, the spell could completely destroy Tie Tang's body.

This kind of killing is not simply destruction.

Instead, it completely severed the connection, cause and effect between his physical body, his soul, and his soul.

It's like turning a pair of twin brothers into unrelated passers-by.

The original body became Zhang San, and Tie Tang’s soul became Li Si.

No matter how hard Li Si worked, how could he possibly create Zhang San's physical body?

After trying many methods, Tie Tang still had no success, so he had no choice but to sit quietly and meditate.

"The methods of the gods are indeed unpredictable and difficult to resist. This time they seem to have made a mistake, otherwise I would be dead."

As soon as this thought came to his mind, a blue light flashed in the sea of ​​consciousness, but it did not attract any attention.

At the same time.

From the invisible void, an invisible breath slowly descended, reaching Tietang Baihui point and pouring into the soul.

The soul has no roots, and in the past it had to rely on the physical body to provide all its needs.

Once you lose your body.

No matter how powerful the spirit is, it will fade away over time.

But with his cultivation and vision reaching Tie Tang's level, he naturally already knows where the Yuan Shen comes from, and he can absorb the source energy that gave birth to the Yuan Shen from the Wuji Realm where the Yuan Shen was born to maintain his eternal existence.

However, this method is purely life-threatening. It can only maintain the daily needs of the soul, but cannot allow the soul to continue to grow.

Tie Tang, who was still immersed in thinking about how to break the situation, glanced to his side from time to time, where there were the Red Lotus Seeds of the World and the Golden Pill of Du'e.

These are his two trump cards. If you take any one of them, you should have great confidence in regaining your physical body.

It's just that Tie Tang doesn't want to waste it easily. After all, his roots are still there, his soul is still there, and it shouldn't be difficult to refine a physical body.

He still wants to try it. Unless he is really desperate, he will take golden elixir or lotus seeds.

The bright moonlight falls on Qingshui City, as if the entire city is covered with a layer of silver gauze.

The power of the city defense formation has been activated by 50%. The outer perimeter is controlled by Li Qingwan, Lu Zhengqing, Qiu Zhengyang and others, while Feng Bingyao, Tianwen, Li Geng, Fang Pengyi and others are guarding the Iron Mansion.

Especially Fang Pengyi, who is the formation master who set up this formation, and whose cultivation level is already the body of an immortal god in the Hedao realm.

Under strict defense, any abnormal movement in the city can be detected.

But you have a good plan, and I have a ladder. The methods of the Supreme Monk are really unbelievable and unpredictable.

In the sky above the main hall where Tietang retreats, the origin energy that was originally transparent and void has been replaced secretly by others.

This moment.

The two big Pixiu animals lying at the door immediately stood up, looked up, twitched their noses, and took a few deep sniffs.

"Brother, there seems to be movement."

"Perhaps he is tinkering with some kind of magical power. We can't pay much attention to it, so we just block the coming people."

"Listen to you."

Although the two-headed Pixiu had superb cultivation and extraordinary talents, they noticed something strange, but their brains were really not working well and they did not notify others.

But Tie Tang, who was sitting quietly in the main hall, did not have such a keen sense as Pi Xiu, and still passively pulled the source energy of the Wuji Realm without any knowledge.

Jiuyou Shizang is the most filthy place in the world. It contains not only the birthplace of ancient times, but also the fallen souls and soul fragments of countless powerful people in the world.

This is the end point and the starting point of all living beings, where the six paths of reincarnation are, and where the Nine Netherworlds belong.

After a long period of time, countless heroes and overlords with great cultivation and unparalleled witchcraft died in the underworld.

Even if these people are dead, they are still making their voices heard, roaring their dissatisfaction with the world.

Their resentment, anger, hatred and other negative emotions intertwined into a miasma that even the underworld itself was extremely afraid of.

Miasma of the Gods!

Dang~dang~dang~

Tie Tang, who was sitting cross-legged in meditation, suddenly heard the sound of fighting and iron horses in his ears, as if he was on a battlefield, with thousands of troops and horses rushing towards him.

"Huh?"

He jumped up, and the sun and the moon flashed in his eyes. The sun and moon prodigy appeared, trying to break through all illusions and face the truth.

But the sound did not stop, but became louder and louder.

Suddenly.

Tie Tang felt his eyes blurred and couldn't help but stretched out his hand to rub his eyes. When he regained his sight again, he saw an incredible scene.

A giant nearly a hundred feet tall, with half of her head missing and still gushing out massive amounts of blood, was holding a stone ax and striding towards her.

Hugh!

The stone ax scratched and the light of the ax chiseled.

Tie Tang sensed that terrifying aura. He didn't know how powerful he was, but he was definitely not something he could resist now.

Phew~

With a crisp sound of meat cracking into bones, the scene in front of me changed again.

Tie Tang is sitting on top of the sacred hall. There are countless soldiers below, all of them are extremely powerful. He is just a prince on the right, and the real master is someone else.

"...Hou, as you wish..."

A sentence came, and Tie Tang could barely understand a few words. Before he could reply, he noticed that all the eyes present were on him.

The most intense one comes from the front on the right hand.

He slowly raised his head.

I saw a majestic existence wrapped in boundless divine light.

My body is already more than ten times bigger than the soldier below, but this divine body is obviously much bigger than me.

Tie Tang only saw an extremely majestic and indifferent look. His eyes immediately stung and shed tears of blood. He lowered his head and did not dare to look again.

When he regained his composure, he looked around and saw where the millions were.

The surrounding area is desolate, the sky is extremely dark, and the void is filled with endless death and yin energy.

Thumb thump thump...

Violent footsteps came, and a large number of Yin soldiers were armed with spears, long swords, and divine bows on their backs. They held pagodas in their palms and sat on lotus pedestals. They had Taoist swords, fire clouds, and colorful clouds.

This group of elite soldiers seemed to ignore Tie Tang's whereabouts, and quickly rushed in a certain direction. The bloody evil energy rolled up along the way rose into the sky, and condensed into a black dragon in mid-air.

"Hoo!"

Tie Tang took a deep breath and carefully sensed all the changes in his body.

The sudden changes just now were so sudden that he couldn't react for a while.

But by this time, he knew something was definitely wrong with him.

"Is it an illusion?"

"But it's a little too realistic."

Tie Tang stretched out his hand and wiped it on his face, a ray of warmth still lingering on his fingertips.

He looked down.

The index finger and middle finger of the right hand are blood red, which is the blood and tears left by just looking up at that terrifying existence.
To be continued...
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