With the inferior Heavenly Weapon Blood Resentment Ball as the formation eye, the formation formed by condensing the evil demonic qi made Huang Wuji feel a lot more relieved, plus the Heavenly Dragon Pavilion's own formation, the combined power of the two definitely exceeded the level of 1+1=2.

Huang Wuji arranged everything, checked the side again to see if there was anything missing, turned around and walked to the second floor, and returned to his room.

Huang Wuji's mind moved, and the "Heavenly Craftsman's Treasure Book" placed in the storage ring appeared in the palm of his hand out of thin air.

Grabbing the treasure book made of unknown animal skins, he slowly sat on the white jade cold stone platform, which not only helps refine and purify the aura, but also has the effect of calming the gods and exorcism.

The spiritual will and memory of the craftsman Zu Luban are so huge and terrifying, with Huang Wuji's current strength, he can't digest them all at all, and he can only resist with the help of the hundreds of millions of cold qi of the white jade cold stone platform, and the will of the craftsman Zu Luban in the treasure book.

The Hides Tome was made of a thin transparent thread, and like today's books, it was easy to turn page by page.

Huang Wuji carefully opened the first page of the animal skin, and the lightning inscriptions the size of bottle caps came into view.

Huang Wuji carefully looked at the lightning inscription on the first page, did not let go of even a symbol, and gradually indulged in it, only to feel that the sky was spinning, and suddenly heard a deafening cry like Hong Zhong Dalu, and the strange tone that he couldn't understand kept ringing in his ears, solemn and solemn.

Although he couldn't hear it, Huang Wuji could feel it, as if he was communicating with heaven and earth, heaven and earth nourished all living beings, and people condensed their beautiful thoughts about heaven and earth into countless words, musical notes, and constantly chanted.

At this moment, Huang Wuji seemed to see endless thunder condensing in the void, one after another thunder power, with the joys, sorrows, sorrows and sorrows of heaven for mankind.

Huang Wuji seems to be in the "Yuanqiu Worship Heaven" and "Fangqiu Sacrifice Land", Yuanqiu is a round altar, the ancient human beings believe that the sky is round, and the circle is the image of the sky.

In the same circle, an old man with black beard and white hair threw the treasures into the altar one by one, and some of the fierce beasts, desolate beasts, and divine beasts that are rare to see now, and even extinct with the might of the people were slaughtered one by one, and the golden blood dyed the entire altar blood-red.

The lightning inscriptions engraved with mysteries on the grooves slowly sucked the blood of many beasts into it, and the light red light rose to the sky, a light red pillar of light went straight to the sky, and the sky shook one after another, surrounding the light red pillar of light.

An inexplicable coercion fell from the sky, and the pale red pillars of light gradually disappeared into the clouds, and the last pale red pillars of light like mushroom-like white clouds along the river were swallowed up. Thunder rioted, thunder and lightning flashed, and black clouds covered the entire sky tightly.

Heaven and earth instantly pitch black, reaching out to see five fingers, under the leadership of the black-bearded and white-haired old man, all the humans standing under the altar fell to their knees on the ground, muttering strange rhythms that people couldn't understand.

However, this kind of rhythm is like a poisonous insect on the tarsal bone, slowly penetrating into the bone marrow, the head is dizzy for a moment, and the mind gradually seems to have come to a strange space, and the strange rhythm continues to echo in the ears, as if to let himself remember the meaning of each musical scale, and suddenly Emperor Wuji only feels that his head is about to explode, and the endless rhythm keeps colliding in his mind.

The rhythm turned into lightning inscriptions, like real thunder, and instantly exploded in the whole mind.

Huang Wuji only felt a buzzing in his ears, and spit out a mouthful of purple blood, indulging in the idea of the treasure book, and was knocked out by the power of thunder in an instant, and the whole person seemed to have been hit hard, and his body involuntarily flew out directly from the white jade cold stone platform, hit the beam, and fell heavily to the ground, and a mouthful of purple blood spurted out, dripping on the ground like raindrops, forming blood-colored flowers.

Bombarded by the inscription of the sacrifice to the sky, Huang Wuji's whole person was groggy, as if he was traveling outside the sky.

At this moment, the will of the Immortal Emperor who had deliberately suppressed and converged instantly erupted, and an incomparable domineering intent blasted through the two formations and went straight to the sky. The roof of the Heavenly Dragon Pavilion was instantly smashed through a large hole, and the Emperor's domineering intent swept away like a raging wind and waves, directly hitting the defensive array of the Heavenly Curtain Pavilion.

Walking in the Heavenly Curtain Pavilion, the cultivators, one by one, were in an unguarded situation, and they were suddenly pressed to the ground, and a mouthful of blood kept spitting out, and the entire Heavenly Curtain Pavilion was constantly shaking like an earthquake under the impact of the emperor's hegemony.

The many geniuses lying on the ground felt as if there was a mountain range pressing heavily on their bodies, and they couldn't move even if they wanted to, and the domineering intent that soared to the sky made them feel as if they were facing the world of this space.

"Who is it, what kind of person is it, and what kind of domineering intent does it have!" The geniuses lying on the ground, with the only remaining thoughts, kept roaring wildly in their hearts.

As the gatekeeper of the heaven-level pavilion, after Huang Wuji fell into a coma, the moment the emperor's domineering intent erupted, he was hit the most seriously, and his raunchy old face snorted, and a bloody stain flowed from the corner of his mouth.

A look of horror flashed in the gatekeeper's eyes, and he reached out to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth at will, and rushed out of the room to look at the Heavenly Dragon Pavilion. I saw that a golden dragon soared into the air, hovering above the Sky Curtain Pavilion, surrounded by light blue thunder power.

The gatekeeper looked at the top of the golden dragon's head again, his pupils shrank, the whole person slammed down, and instantly retreated dozens of steps back, each step back, the footprints were an inch deeper, and even retreated dozens of steps, the whole foot sank into the ground and half-knelt on the ground, his eyes were full of incredulity.

Through his eyes, he could see that a figure wearing the emperor's golden dragon robe, like a god from the ancients, stood on top of the golden dragon's head, with a pair of eyes full of incomparable immortal domineering, as if it could penetrate the Sky Canopy Pavilion and look at the dark sky from afar, as if observing every star,

The gatekeeper looked at the figure looking up at the sky, and the horror in his heart could not be calmed down at all, although he tried hard to calm himself down, but the cold-blooded and ruthless eyes that looked down on the common people were always wandering in his mind, as long as he moved his thoughts slightly, the golden ruthless eyes like glass, would appear in his mind, and his mind would be hurt again.

"How is it possible, just a look can hurt me, who is that figure!" The gatekeeper looked at the figure standing on top of the golden dragon as if he was a supreme god, and kept shouting in his heart, raising his head to see the figure clearly.

But at the moment when the gatekeeper resisted, the ruthless golden eyes were like a thunderbolt and a fatal blow to the divine thoughts that had just been condensed.

"Poof!" The gatekeeper's slightly raised head hung down again, and he vomited more than a dozen times in a row before he barely stopped, his eyes did not dare to look at the sky, and the whole person lay on the ground listlessly as if he was half dead, and his brain secretly continued to mobilize his thoughts, wanting to form a confrontation with the golden ruthless eyes.

The divine thoughts slowly condensed, and the gatekeeper's divine thoughts condensed again, and gradually gained a foothold on top of the ruthless golden eyes.

With a moment of respite, the gatekeeper's mind suddenly moved, and at the moment when the figure was not paying attention, he glanced at the Heavenly Dragon Pavilion and found that the golden dragon was very similar to the golden dragon that appeared when Huang Wuji opened the Heavenly Dragon Pavilion before.

It's just that the momentum between the two, a sky, an earth, and that thousand-foot body, if it weren't entrenched together, I'm afraid that the firmament of the Tianmu Pavilion would have been shattered. At this time, the gatekeeper suddenly thought of Huang Wuji, and felt a little similar to the figure standing on top of the golden dragon.

However, thinking of this, the gatekeeper himself felt that his thoughts were ridiculous, such a terrifying character, what happened to Huang Wuji, there was no comparison between the two at all.

is saying that Huang Wuji's cultivation is known to himself. Although the foundation is very strong, with the strength of the late stage of the Huangdan Realm, he can challenge Li Chong of the Zidan Realm by leapfrogging, which is very good, but compared with the person in front of him, it is simply a world of difference.

Moreover, I have also seen a lot of demons like Huang Wuji, and they can also challenge beyond the level, among them, the most demonic one I have seen, with the strength of the Orange Dan Realm, he actually beat a master who was about to condense the Shi Dan in the later stage of the Zidan Realm into a serious injury, and Huang Wuji's brilliant performance only surprised him slightly.

"Could it be that this figure is a certain senior in the Huang Wuji family!" Thinking of this, the gatekeeper had an idea, as if he really thought of something, and secretly guessed in his heart: "With that kid's strength, it is definitely a family with huge power and strength that is not under the Nine Sects and Eight Sects, so it can cultivate such a demon." Judging by the similarity between this figure and that kid, it should be that a certain senior attached his divine thoughts to him. When encountering mortal danger, snatch out the body and provide time for the body thousands of miles away!"

The more I thought about it, the more I felt that it was possible, and in the blink of an eye, the gatekeeper couldn't help but secretly look at Tianlong Pavilion and muttered to himself: "That kid won't be hurt." Otherwise, how could it cause such a big thing, even the old monster's divine thoughts came out, it seems that the injury must not be light, no wonder that as soon as that kid came back, he arranged another formation on the basis of the original Tianlong Pavilion!".

The gatekeeper really wanted to cry now, thinking of the geniuses in the Heavenly Curtain Pavilion who were about to become disciples of the Daoxu Sect, and he didn't know how many people could recover under this sudden blow.

However, the gatekeepers are also secretly glad that today is the first day of the Daoxu Festival, and most of the geniuses of the Tianmu Pavilion have gone to their respective rings to compete, and the remaining few are seeded players, or residents who simply live in the Tianmu Pavilion, and the loss will not be too great.

Of course, when the gatekeeper was rejoicing, he was also thinking about the question of the Daoxu Sect.

After the incident, if someone can come out of today's shadow with their own perseverance, the future will definitely be great, and joining the Daoxu Sect will be regarded as adding strength.

As for those who can't break through, they can only consider themselves unlucky, these garbage road void sects will not be taken under the sect, and they will be left to destroy themselves. Giving a generous gift before leaving can be regarded as the last wish of the Daoxu Sect.

Just when the gatekeeper was thinking about the future of the Daoxu Sect, Huang Wuji finally sobered up a little, and the thoughts in his mind instantly sensed the abnormality, and the figure on the golden dragon outside the Heavenly Dragon Pavilion also seemed to have sensed something, turning into a streamer and flying into the Heavenly Dragon Pavilion with the golden dragon.

In an instant, the sky was clear, and the coercion of heaven and earth disappeared without a trace.

Many oppressed geniuses, including the gatekeeper, suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, all spread on the ground one by one, gasping for air, their nervous hearts were about to jump out just now, fortunately, this coercion came and went quickly.

(End of chapter)