Sheng Jingwei was lying on the ground and coughed heavily. Wei Shiqi tried all kinds of methods. The trapped dragon pillar was stubborn and unrealized. The five-colored divine light could not be brushed away, the ghost shadow step could not be shaken away, the divine light sickle could not be cut, and the Tibetan snow sword could not be cut open. He felt unprecedented frustration. Even if he had the ability to penetrate the sky and the earth, he could not be able to meet the strength.

Since it cannot be broken, then just ignore it. Wei Shiqi shook his shoulders and collided with one hundred and eight trapped dragon pillars to hit the opponent. Sheng Jingwei was like an eye on the back of his head. He raised his right hand and pressed it with a weak press. The nine trapped dragon pillars fell down and penetrated deeply into the rocks. Wei Shiqi's body was stagnant and could not make any progress.

Amid the violent coughing, Sheng Jingwei forced his old body, raised his hand and palms, pressed them for 12 times, and all 108 trapped dragon pillars fell to the ground, imprisoning Wei Shiqi in place, not to mention breaking free, he could not even move his limbs.

Most of the names of magic weapons are bluffing and exaggerating. The trapping of the dragon pillar may not be able to trap the real dragon, but it is safe to trap Wei Shiqi and is completely unsuccessful.

The dust settled, Sheng Jingwei breathed a long sigh of relief, and finally had the opportunity to cough up enough. After a long time, he spit out several thick phlegm, panted heavily, and raised his waist, and lay down again, urging the Five Smokes Void Spirit Flag and the Dragon Scrawling Pillar one after another. The true energy was extremely expensive, and he returned to his previous old state, was extremely weak, and could not even stand steadily.

Looking at Wei Shiqi in the trapped dragon formation, Sheng Jingwei sighed. These 108 trapped dragon pillars were originally intended to deal with the black dragon, but they did not expect to be used on him early. Time, luck, and fate were no one to blame. He pulled out a wooden whip from his leopard bag on his waist, held it solemnly in his hand, and his eyes became more and more sharp. If this person did not eliminate it, there would be endless troubles. Today, he would suffer great losses in lifespan, and he would also kill him here.

The wooden whip is called "Twenty-Four Orifices Bodhi Whip". It is completely yellow, three feet, nine inches and six minutes long, 13 sections, and twenty-four orifices. It seems ordinary, but it is the treasure of Shengjing TV's life. On that day, he broke through the boundary and ascended, and was washed away by the torrent of time. He was about to die. Fortunately, he was thanks to this whip that showed his power and escaped by luck.

That was the first time he offered up the Twenty-Four Orifices Bodhi Whip.

Through one hundred and eight dragon trapped pillars, Wei Shiqi's eyes fell on the Bodhi whip, and trembling instantly stormed all over his body, his hair standing up, and his heart was like falling into an ice cave. He had never felt death was so close to him.

All the limbs and bodies were trapped by the dragon pillar. The demonic energy in the body slowly flowed, forming a huge vortex. Wei Shiqi raised his head slightly, opened his mouth and sprayed out the mountain and river vital energy lock. The Yin lock saw the dragon formation as nothing, wandering for several circles, pecking through dozens of dragon pillars one after another, but it was like a flash of light, flashing by, and could not damage the slightest.

This was originally expected by Wei Shiqi. At the Phoenix Platform of Cliff Peak, Taoist Ziyang told him that this thing could not improve its cultivation level, nor could it defeat the enemy. The only purpose was to continuously extract demonic energy from the body of the heavenly demon. The mountain and river vital energy lock killed Zhuque Shen Yaobi and the three-eyed brow beast may have miraculous effects, but they are powerless to deal with the trapped dragon pillar.

His mind moved slightly, and the Yin Lock turned around and rose into the sky.

Sheng Jingwei narrowed his eyes and looked up, and saw a very thin black light condensed but did not dissipate, extending to the sky. At the extreme height, a blue sword ball jumped out from the fish's mouth, and a long sword popped out, buzzing and whistling, pointing the tip of the sword at his heavenly spirit cover.

Sheng Jingwei had a strange illusion in his heart. As long as the twenty-four bodhi whip is separated from his hands, the flying sword will penetrate his head and will never be spared.

While hesitating, a sudden change arises, a little yellow light falls from afar, breaking through the water curtain, and the water in the Black Dragon Pond boils and suddenly opens.

The Yin Lock stagnated in the air, conveying joy and alienation. Wei Shiqi empathized with the feeling of being close and distant, wanting to refuse but still waiting. At that moment, he was blessed to his heart. He knew that the mountain and river vitality lock, which he had not met for a long time, finally appeared.

The yellow light fell in front of Sheng Jingwei and floated unsteadily. He reached out and picked it up. It was a small piece of loess that grew and grew by itself and never lost. It was Xirang that he had handed over to Yan Nanping.

He thoughts in his mind, and he felt uneasy. He was about to activate the Bodhi whip of the twenty-four orifices. A white light shot down quickly and interspersed with the black light. Two fish-shaped ancient locks chased each other and flew together.

Yin and Yang lock, finally met.

Several figures flashed one after another, Sheng Jingwei's eyes were like lightning. He had seen someone. Although he was an incarnation of his body, he was no different from the head. He sighed secretly, flipped his wrist and put the twenty-four bodhi whip into the leopard bag, extinguishing it.

Pan Chengnian, the head of Taiyi Sect, arrived at Heilongtan. He was the one who was in charge of everything. No matter how high Sheng Jingwei was, no matter how old he was in his qualifications, he could not be able to transgress.

Pan Chengnian floated to the ground, waved his hand, and the green lamp talisman hung high in the air, shining brightly, illuminating everywhere like daytime.

"I've met the leader." Sheng Jingwei bowed to Pan Chengnian weakly and coughed a few times.

Pan Chengnian nodded slightly, looked up at Wei Shiqi who was trapped in the dragon formation, and thought to himself that the person Wu Ziyang chose was this person...

Wei Shiqi didn't care about Pan Chengnian's gaze. Only Bian Ya, the little girl who had not yet taken off her childishness, had long hair covering her face, revealing a dazzling star-like eye, staring at herself without turning her eyes, without joy, worry, and fear.
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