This Monk Was A Bit Cruel, Raising His Hand To Create Explosive Talismans

Chapter 185

After leaving Qingzi, Lu Xiu stood in the center of the huge hall, silently feeling all the giant demons and monks on this continent.

And under some divine investigation, he found that as long as it was an existence that relied on immortal power, it was marked by the corpse ancestor.

And the higher the degree of dependence, the deeper the imprint erosion...

The longer the longevity, the stronger the influence of the imprint.

Even a giant demon like Qingzi, who has lived for tens of thousands of years, is difficult to avoid.

Sensing this, Lu Xiu couldn't help but feel a little confused in his heart.

"When did this Corpse Ancestor Imprint start to break into this group of cultivators' Divine Sea?"

This Corpse Ancestor Mark... And

not only the monks, but even the trolls were affected by this mark.

But it seems... He was the only one who was not affected by this.

After thinking for a while, Lu Xiu estimated that this should be related to his cultivation method.

His main cultivation method was not to rely on the spiritual power and immortal power generated by the rules of this realm.

Before he became an immortal, his main means of improving his cultivation was pills.

But after becoming an immortal, the means of improving cultivation was changed to immortal crystal.

After all, his elixir and immortal crystals were all obtained from the system, and they were not eroded by the corpse ancestor imprint.

"Could it be that that Corpse Ancestor had already started to feed on the beings in this realm long before that drop of Dao Ancestor's blood was manifested?"

muttering to himself, Lu Xiu's eyes couldn't

help but flash a cold color.

He didn't care who the corpse ancestor chose to feed on.

But when it comes to people who are related to him, he can't sit idly by.

"If this is the case, I'm afraid that Senior Sister Condensation will also be affected by this mark.

As soon as he

thought of this possibility, the killing intent in Lu Xiu's eyes became more and more intense.

If Li Ningshuang was by his side, it would be okay to say.

He could have solved this problem with the death omen.

But the difficulty is that he doesn't know where Li Ningshuang is now...

And since he couldn't find Li Ningshuang himself, he chose to find the perpetrator of this matter.

"Corpse Ancestor, right? Now I guess you haven't fully recovered your Dao Ancestor cultivation. If that's the case..."

Lu Xiu slowly closed his eyes, hooking the omen of death wandering in the void.

And in between.

Under his guidance, the almost endless omen of death tore through the space, slowly eroding towards the Upper Realm of Rebellion.

......

Reverse the upper boundary.

Hundreds of billions of stars condensed in the center of the realm, condensing into a huge astrolabe that resembled the palm of a hand.

This astrolabe is large enough to accommodate dozens of Falling White Realms!

Countless monk giant demons live in this astrolabe composed of dense immortal domains.

Even on one of the fingers in the shape of the palm, there was the breath of the ancient gods...

And in between.

A spatial rift that spread throughout the Upper Realm of Reverse Misfortune suddenly tore open.

An extremely evil will to devour all beings swept out of this crack.

Moreover, around this infinite spatial rift, a gelatinous black substance began to diffuse.

At this moment.

The entire Upper Realm was in a state of panic.

......

"Death omen! It's another death omen!" Yan

Shui's face had a look of anger, and the trembling and fear sealed in the depths of his memory suddenly unsealed and revived at this moment.

He watched as the near-endless omen of death spread towards his third star finger, but he couldn't do anything to resist.

Because now he has just been resurrected, and he has not fully recovered his Dao Ancestor cultivation.

It's just the Dao King Realm.

In this case, it wouldn't be long before all the immortal realms in his third finger would be devoured by that death omen

! Countless living beings would die!

And he understood.

The ultimate goal of the omen of death was himself,

but the only thing he didn't understand was where the omen came from.

"Who the hell have I provoked?!Even in the main realm, there is no existence that can use such a magnitude of death omen, and these death omen are obviously coming at me..."

After falling into an extremely complex information processing, Yan Shui suddenly found a vague figure in the depths of his memory.

"Is it? How is this possible?! How can an ant in the Falling White Nether Control so many death signs?"

Yan Shui's eyes were so shocked that he began to doubt his own life.

He remembered that he was still in the stage of resurrection, parasitic in the body of an Emperor Realm monk...

And there was a monk who could not cultivate in the Xuan Immortal Stage, and he appeared in front of him, wanting to use the power of death to extract his Great Dao.

But in his opinion.

There is no need to worry about the death omen of that magnitude, even if he does not recover his Dao Ancestor cultivation, he can pinch it to death casually.

But now....

Now that the omen of death that appeared in the Upper Realm of Bad Luck had already given him a sense of fear.

Actually, it's not just him.

Even Dao Ancestor, who was in the other four Star Fingers, felt fear!