The Way of Dragon Ball Asks the Heavens

Chapter 204 The Nine Cauldrons Are Completed

"Wow~, no matter which six-day true god you are, but if you want to defeat the first master so easily, it is wishful thinking, impossible..."

Facing the immense and boundless coercion, Mo Shi roared with an extremely hard mouth. After the roar, as soon as the words fell, he tried his best to perform the strongest ultimate move, and at the same time urged it out.

[Remnant God Waste Xuanhuang-Destroying Wheel Seal-Wu Wu He Yi]

An extremely brilliant move in the world, this move has obviously reached the realm of the martial arts of the gods, coupled with the broken body of the gods planned by the demon, the deadly power comparable to the power of a true god-Shi Yang, and the demon The soul of a true immortal born and cultivated by Shi Shi himself.

It can be said that at this moment Moshi possesses four of the five elements of the true god, and only the last one is the most difficult to obtain or comprehend the law of heaven.

And it stands to reason that Mo Shi, who has reached such a level at this moment, should unleash the strongest blow, like the god of war - Du Qianqiu, and the king of men - Zhiyu with a long heart, at least to be able to compete with the true god.

And, not to mention defeating an ordinary true god in the end, but at least it can make him retreat completely.

However, it is a pity that my family members know about their own family affairs. After the integration and transformation, Moshi clearly understands one thing in his heart, that is, he is just a patchwork version of the near-sacred man who took a shortcut, compared with the original version. Those who come from cultivation are born with a lot of difference.

That's why, and because of this, the power of Moshi's strongest attack at this time can only be regarded as touching one side of the true god series.

"Boom~"

Under Wu Feng's sky-covering giant palm, not to mention Mo Shi whose power has just touched the true god level, even the evil god Misfortune who has not yet been refined, and the photo of Taixi God before committing suicide, these are almost on the verge of death. The six-day true god who has reached the small success level of the true god's path should not even try to escape, let alone defeat it.

The sky-covering giant palm pressing down horizontally at a specific speed, the moment it came into contact with Moshi's ultimate move, it crushed it violently until it dissipated.

Immediately afterwards, Mo Shi, who was motionless and with wide eyes and eyes full of hideous colors, pressed down, "Boom~" Mo Shi, who was locked and had nowhere to dodge, could only watch helplessly as he was overwhelmed by the giant The palm was slapped into the ground.

"Boom~"

With the falling of the giant palm covering the sky, the mountains and rivers in a radius of thousands of miles are shaking, the earth is shaking, the landslides are cracking, the tsunami is thousands of feet, the tornado is coming, and the violent hurricane is raging boundlessly. One after another, they appear on the stage, showing off their skills.

"Qicha~"

After a loud noise was remembered, the horrific scene that happened not long ago in Miejing was being repeated in Yan Luo Ghost Prison at this moment.

The sky-covering giant palm turned into a giant claw in the blink of an eye, and after a seemingly light thrust, pull and lift, a clod or mound of soil as big as a small island was formed.

He was directly caught in the palm of the giant palm, and then in the eyes of everyone in the world who escaped by chance, he was quickly taken away, away from him, until he disappeared into the distant sky.

"This this····"

It wasn't until the giant palm that shrouded the sky went away that he recovered from the boundless shock, staring at the giant palm that shrouded the sky that was getting smaller and smaller in his eyes, for a moment, he was speechless and choked. Can't say a complete sentence at all.

It wasn't until a moment later that the giant palm that shrouded the sky completely disappeared from sight, and the world slowly lowered its once incomparably proud head, and muttered to himself inexplicably: "Six Heavens True God, is it?"

"Hi~"

Repeating the old trick, after catching Mo Shi like a concocted method, Wu Feng quickly retracted his outstretched right hand with a move of his mind. Along the way, the giant palm that covered the sky first broke through the space barrier of Yama's ghost prison like the Tathagata.

Then, before the invasion of space turbulence, a faint white light was emitted to block the boundless space turbulence, and finally after ignoring the invasion and raging of space turbulence, after breaking through the space barrier of the world of misery, he returned to the world of misery .

After half an hour--

After Wu Feng glanced at the half-dead Moshi at this moment, he didn't care about anything else, and waved his hand directly, exerting a fierce force, pulling it out instantly, and pulling it to the predetermined position.

"Zizi~"

Without any delay, he once again sacrificed the blazing fire produced by his own divine power, roasting it inhumanely, and in just a moment, it was unknowingly refined into a puddle of liquid.

Without the slightest hesitation, Wu Feng immediately fused it with a puddle of liquid on the side, purified it, and continued to refine it until the two puddles of liquid were indistinguishable from each other and became a perfect one before stopping.

A quarter of an hour later—

After repeated refinement and purification over and over again, the two pools of liquid finally merged into one, and they could no longer be separated from each other.

"Well, that's right. Fortunately, it's enough. It's not wasting my hard work. It's really not easy!"

After taking a look at the freshly baked liquid, Wu Feng realized that it was already enough, and he couldn't help sighing heartily.

After the material, that is, the liquid, was ready, Wu Feng immediately began to cast the soul for the last tripod, engraving the stripes of the sealing circle.

"Zi...Zi..."

Perhaps because of the experience of carving the first eight tripods, the last tripod was carved very quickly, and it took less than half of the previous time to complete the carving.

"Whoo~"

At this moment, Wu Feng finally dared to relax a little after completing the crucial step of casting the soul of the Nine Bottles of the Great Cauldron, and let out a breath of turbid air as if he had relieved a heavy burden from his tense nerves.

Letting the Nine Bottles of Great Cauldron, which has been cast into the soul, spin around at high speed on its own, Wu Feng rested for a while, and replenished his exhausted mind.

After a moment-

Wu Feng, who had recovered well, slowly opened his eyes, first glanced at the nine-bottle cauldron spinning in the air, and then turned his head to one side, facing the group of people who were watching not far away. Zhiyu Changxin said with a smile, "Changxin, give me a drop of your blood essence."

"Ah~, ok, ok, master, wait a moment..." Zhiyu Changxin heard the words, after being taken aback for a moment, he hurriedly replied without thinking.

As soon as the words fell, Zhiyu Changxin slapped his chest vigorously with his hand, and in an instant, a drop of blood spurted out from the small cherry mouth that had already been opened.

Landing on the palm of Zhiyu Changxin's straight and stretched right hand, suspended in the palm, he stood still, and after glancing at his own drop of blood, Zhiyu Changxin did not hesitate at all.

With a thought, an extremely soft force gushed out from the palm of his hand, and immediately sent the blood that had condensed into small drops of water to Wu Feng's face.

Without the slightest pretentiousness or hesitation, after receiving the blood essence sent by Zhiyu Changxin himself, Wu Feng immediately started the third step of refining Jiuding, which can be regarded as the last step.

I saw that Wu Feng straightened his right hand, the index finger and middle finger of his right hand were close together, and in the gap between the two fingers, a blazing white light suddenly came out.

It was shot directly on the blood essence, and it was shattered at once, evenly broken into nine pieces or nine small drops.

Seeing that the separation of the essence and blood was completed, Wu Feng waved his hand lightly again, waving an extremely soft force, and blended the nine small drops of essence and blood into the nine bottles of the cauldron respectively.

"Om~"

Accompanied by the incorporation of nine points of blood essence, the nine jars of cauldron trembled involuntarily, and made a brisk buzzing sound to express joy.

Another quarter of an hour later, the third step officially came to an end. All the foundry masters or masters who had witnessed the whole process with their own eyes saw that Wu Feng was about to finish refining, and everyone began to become anxious. up.

However, all the casting masters wanted to be the first to go up and observe it carefully. There was no precedent, the first-of-its-kind, purely human-crafted true artifact-Nine Bottles of Great Cauldron.

However, before a group of casting masters gathered around, Wu Feng seemed to have thought of something suddenly, and suddenly dispersed his spiritual consciousness, covering the entire world of misery in an instant.

Then, with a slight effort, he took out a drop of blood from all the citizens of Yuanyi Kingdom.

At this moment, all the ordinary citizens of Yuan Yiguo felt as if they were bitten by a mosquito, and then they didn't care about it, and continued to be busy with the things in hand.

And unlike ordinary citizens who are ordinary people without advanced cultivation, all the citizens of Yuanyi Kingdom who have reached the level of innate people will be taken away after a drop of blood.

Immediately, he reacted, and immediately chased after a drop of his own blood, and in the blink of an eye, he came to the sky above a hundred feet.

I saw countless small blood droplets gathering rapidly from all directions like a torrential rain. In just three quarters of an hour, they almost covered the entire sky.

After the small blood droplets with a unit of one hundred million were gathered by Wu Feng, they were all thrown into the Nine Bottles of Great Cauldron under Wu Feng's control immediately, dyeing the Nine Bottles of Big Ding Ding into blood in an instant.

A quarter of an hour later, after the last drop of blood had dripped into the cauldron, Wu Feng made an output with all his strength, pushing the blazing fire to the extreme in an instant.

Then after an interval of one second, the fire was instantly restrained to the extreme, and then after another second, the fire was suddenly stimulated to the extreme.

(End of this chapter)