Chapter 637: Herb Festival [3]

A bean of soul holy fire also appeared on Xie Aoyu's fingertips.

He wants to destroy the natural disaster monument.

"Kakakaka..."

Just when Xie Aoyu was moving forward at full speed and the natural disaster monument was within easy reach, a harsh sound was heard, and the withered bones piled around the natural disaster monument began to tremble. Among them, there were more than ten withered bones standing slowly. Standing up, there was a dark flame burning in each eye socket.

There are more than ten symbols rotating on the natural disaster holy monument.

Xie Aoyu's heart tightened.

A symbol, a spell, a soul.

It can be said that there are countless souls of ancient powerful men gathered in this natural disaster monument. Looking at these standing bones, there are giant bones with a height of five meters, multi-armed bones with four arm bones, and some are about three meters long. There are strange bones of the tailbone, and even a bone dragon is standing up.

Each withered bone corresponds to the soul of the ancient powerful man on the natural disaster monument.

"The soul is back!" Ding Wentian inside the soul flame let out a low cry.

Xie Aoyu couldn't help but take a step back.

Each of these withered bones represents a peerless strong man who dominated the ancient times. Their power cannot be judged by the current realm.

Some must be invincible-level existences that surpass quasi-war emperors, or even surpass war emperors.

how to respond?

Moreover, the fundamental reason why Xie Aoyu and the other seven people came to the Natural Disaster Clan's camp was because of the existence of the confinement spell. However, this confinement spell was aimed at the Natural Disaster Clan, but would it have any effect on the souls of these ancient powerful men?

No one can be sure.

"The Holy Soul returns, the God of Natural Disasters comes to the world, and the glory of eternal life reappears!" The three-eyed old man roared, and the aura of death rolling in the sky suddenly shrank and entered the withered bones.

Seeing this situation, Xie Aoyu's heart moved, and he raised the Soul Holy Fire in his hand.

"brush!"

The holy fire of the soul suddenly bloomed into a blurry halo, and nearly one-third of the necromantic aura that rolled through the halo was instantly destroyed.

The Moon Meteor Knife also bloomed with brilliance under the influence of Xie Aoyu's wood attribute.

The raging breath of life.

The aura of the dead was quite suppressed and dispersed.

Nearly half of the undead auras still gathered on more than a dozen withered bones, causing their bodies to exude a trace of life.

Xie Aoyu's eyes burst out with a gleam of light.

"Thousands of...ancient...reincarnations!"

Since he practiced stronger fighting skills, this self-created fighting skill gradually began to seem unable to meet his requirements. Only the space fighting skill, due to his successive encounters with the Arrow King Lingzunxin and his insights in the Yehuo space, became more powerful. As he became more powerful, the other two fighting skills gradually lost their effectiveness.

At this moment, the time fighting skill came into play.

The eternal reincarnation is not really about turning back time, but it is about dissipating one's power. This is the secret of time fighting skills.

Since these withered bones are restored with the help of the breath of the dead, let them be lost.

A time light wheel rotates on more than a dozen withered bones.

Under the power of that time, the undead aura that had just been attached to the more than ten withered bones quickly dissipated again, and the trace of vitality that had just been generated was once again cut off.

"Good job, good boy!" Ding Wentian said in surprise.

Xie Aoyu raised his sword and rushed forward. As long as the vitality could not truly return, these withered bones would be useless. He would use this time fighting skill to destroy them all.

The fighting skills of an emperor... Behead everyone!

Thousands of swords turned into superimposed light and shadow, all falling on more than a dozen withered bones. Before the vitality returned, they were just a bunch of withered bones. Even if they had the power to destroy the world, they would not use it.

The soul fire in the sockets of these dry bones fluctuated violently.

A series of unwilling and shrill roars came, and they resisted frantically.

"I understand!" Ding Wentian is a soul and can naturally understand the strange language of these souls. He exclaimed, "If the ancient powerful people want to return to their vitality and be resurrected, they must not only rely on the Holy Disaster Monument, but also rely on death. Spiritual power requires more life power. No wonder, no wonder they built the Octagonal Tower to seal me instead of killing me. Their purpose was to use the life power of my soul to resurrect the soul of this ancient strong man. Damn it, they were actually in Plot me."

Hearing Ding Wentian's angry scolding, Xie Aoyu understood that since the soul of an ancient powerful man could be resurrected, why didn't he do it before but now?

There are emotional reasons here.

The emperor's fighting skills broke out in full force, and the Moon Meteor Knife, with a green chill, turned into dots of light and shadow and fell, hitting more than a dozen withered bones.

"Kakakaka..."

"Dangdangdangdang..."

Among them, eight skeletal heads were chopped into pieces, and the soul fire was completely dissipated. Following that, the eight symbols on the natural disaster tablet turned into streaks of smoke and completely dissipated.

However, there were still six skeletal heads that blocked the Moon Meteor Knife's slashes.

Xie Aoyu's head was buzzing as he watched.

You must know how sharp the Moon Meteor Sword is, known as the First Heavenly King Sword, or how can those withered bones be able to withstand the ancient secret skill of Xie Aoyu's Emperor Fighting Skill without any powerful defense?

How powerful were they when they were alive?

Xie Aoyu couldn't believe it.

But all these powerful men were defeated at the hands of the ancient Holy Emperor. Just imagine how powerful the Ancient Holy Emperor was, and what kind of glory was it in the ancient times?

"War Dragon Break!"

Xie Aoyu shouted.

Facing the terrifying withered bones, Xie Aoyu did not hesitate to expend his own strength and displayed his most powerful fighting skills. The light and shadow that emerged behind him flashed away.

The Moon Meteor Knife trembled violently.

Xie Aoyu slashed at the withered bones in front of him with a fierce slash.

"Rumble..."

The light of the sword dazzled people's eyes.

The vitality of heaven and earth also rolled violently, and the earth shook violently, and a destructive momentum covered a hundred meters in radius.

Wait until the sword light disappears.

The six dead bones were all turned into powder, and even the mountains of dead bones on the ground were destroyed by nearly 30%.

"Pah, pah, pah..."

The symbols on the Holy Disaster Monument began to make a crisp sound, and one by one they disappeared and became invisible. The originally densely packed symbols on the Holy Disaster Monument became sparse.

That was the reason why one-third of the souls of the ancient powerful men were destroyed.

"Unforgivable!" The three-eyed old man saw this and became furious. He did not expect that Xie Aoyu was so ferocious and could destroy so many dead bones that even he was not sure of destroying.

His anger was unbearable.

A powerful force suddenly erupted, knocking King Zhou Zhen and Yan Lingwu backwards.

The three-eyed old man stretched out his hands in front of the third eye and shouted loudly: "Using my life to lead the invincible god of natural disasters in the ancient times... the three-eyed king, come to the world!"

"Stop him!" Ding Wentian roared almost madly.

As the guardian of the continent, the ancient Holy Emperor stayed in the world and was dedicated to guarding the power of the continent. Ding Wentian's understanding of the ancient times was far beyond what ordinary people could compare to.

Especially in the ancient times, in just ten years, the ancient Holy Emperor had swept away all forces, killed countless masters, unified the continent, and unified the sea. You can imagine how terrifying the Ancient Holy Emperor was, but after that, he practiced for decades. , after more than a hundred years old, his own strength can be said to have reached a peak. Even so, he was almost killed by the three-eyed king who was known as the monster in ancient times. This shows how terrifying the three-eyed king is.

The three-eyed king can no longer be described as human.

Even before the ancient supreme being tens of thousands of years ago used his great supernatural power to seal all bloodline power, he was still able to become one of the most powerful in ancient times. But what about now?

Once he comes to the world, even with 1% of his power, he will probably be able to sweep across the Qiao Continent, making him invincible!