"It's more than two hours early..."

Yu Hehui murmured,    It's almost ten o'clock in the evening, and there are still two hours before the early morning, but the ginseng spirit has been born at this moment!

On the one hand, it is because of the excessively dense lightning and thunder that caused the ginseng spirit to be restless. On the other hand, Tai Sui and Shan Weng merge, and the ginseng has its own response, which is worried about the safety of the brothers.

Another thing is that the performance in the middle of the East Side Hall has reached its most critical time!

When the white snake went down to the underground palace, he found that the dragon bone was polluted by death. From here on, the script no longer looked like the first day of performance. The white snake that played coveted the dragon bone, but started according to real history.

Yun Lianghan, who has changed the plot, doesn’t know how to read the lines, but even without the lines, the performance of the White Snake alone is enough to touch!

This tiny white snake was entangled anxiously on the dragon bone, and the snake believed that it was swallowed and spit, and it was pointing at the place where the dead air was soaked, but it could not eliminate the dead air - this was the dead air that spread from the corpse of the mountain god. Even the dragon veins could not be purified naturally. What could it be solved by a small white snake?

Even the white snake that has been practicing for thousands of years is not a dragon. Even the dragon soul is corroded when it will be corroded. The only dragon bone left will not last long. The white snake hesitated and finally made up its mind that it would take off its body and turn into a dragon soul, blending with the dragon bone so that the dragon veins could continue.

The little white snake curled up, and thin horns grew on its head, and it began to turn into a dragon!

But the half-life Taoist who had gone down to the fifth floor of the underground palace knew that the white snake could not turn into a dragon soul in the end, but failed and became a white dragon, which failed to remove the pollution of death.

That is why there are hundreds of years of torture and pain support. The situation becomes more and more serious. In the end, it even has to use blood food to dirty the innocent body and barely turn into a blood dragon soul.

If you continue to perform, this is a dead end. This is the memory of the white snake and its obsession. This obsession must be eliminated. I am afraid that the remaining white snake soul will have to go on the old path and there will be no turning around.

The half-life Taoist is very anxious and keeps counting, not for the white snake, but for the newly born ginseng spirit!

If the ginseng spirit is integrated into the earth and releases spiritual energy, the crisis of the white snake in the performance will naturally be relieved. It seems that the ginseng spirit is just right to be born at this moment, but there are so many calculations between heaven and earth.

Saving the White Snake is the only obsession of the White Deer Spirit for hundreds of years. And without the White Deer Spirit's efforts to help, the three Shan Ling brothers would not be able to make footholds on Xiaotang Mountain.

Therefore, Bai Lu Ling has kindness to the ginseng spirit. If you want to transform into shape, you must first repay the kindness.

Wei Xun had also expected this! He looked at Yu Hehui, and Yu Hehui looked at him deeply, with thousands of words in his eyes, and in the end he only nodded heavily. Then Yu Hehui left Wei Xun and arrived at the battlefield on the stage in a flash.

"Captain Zhou, I'll leave it to you here."

He picked up Mei Keer who was fighting with Olean, nodded at Zhou Xiyang and the half-life Taoist, and took him directly to the stage.

"Yu Hehui? What are you doing?"

Mei Keer meowed, and the cat's ear turned into an airplane ear and said nervously: "I have nothing to do--"

“Unlock your paint bucket.”

Yu Hehui said bluntly: "You adjust the color, I will give you the Dharma protector."

"Do your mission."

Mei Keer received a lot of tasks from the White Deer Spirit, which Wei Xun had known for a long time. If he continues along the way, he will definitely receive the "Resurrection White Snake" link!

Passengers are variables. With Mei Keer's insertion, the spirit snake no longer needs to have the spirit spirit after resurrection! Sure enough, the white deer spirit, who was originally anxious because of the performance, couldn't help but look at the top of Xiao Tang Mountain, turned his head, opened his deer eyes wide, and looked at Mei Keer in the field with expectation.

"Meow, if it weren't for the sake of brothers."

Mei Keer complained, but hesitated at all. He transformed into six cat tails, and then Mei Keer shivered, and two of these six cat tails were broken!

The black cat suddenly became listless and lost its energy. Then it threw out a paint bucket, and the two cat tails fell directly into the paint bucket. If someone was close at this moment, he could see that there were only three basic colors of red, yellow and blue in the paint bucket, which were not blended with each other and clearly distinguished.

When the cat's tail fell, something strange happened. These two black cat's tails turned into pure energy, like an invisible big hand stirring the paint bucket. It was extremely difficult to stir. Most of the paint did not move at all, only a small amount of paint in the center moved. During the stirring, its color became lighter and lighter, gradually turning white, while Meikel was already sweating profusely and almost exhausted.

This seemingly ordinary paint bucket is actually a legendary prop. The paint inside can not only change the color, but also add a lot of energy to adjust the color, the paint can even change the shape!

At the mutual selection meeting that had just ended in the journey to northern Tibet, the Feihong Brigade Wenrenyue was originally a greenish-colored dragon, but after jumping into the golden paint and then coming out, it temporarily turned into a golden dragon.

From a dragon to a dragon, this is Yu Hehui’s plan!

The mountain god's death energy is extremely difficult to remove. If there is insufficient spiritual energy, then I might as well not take this path. The White Snake Spirit is worried that it did not turn into a dragon that day, but it just became a dragon. After it was combined with the dragon bone, it could not suppress the death energy.

That being the case, just let it turn into a dragon in this show!

"That's all, there's really no more."

Meikel finally stopped panting. After all, he was not very strong, so he was very reluctant to use the paint bucket. After adjusting for a long time, he only brought out a small piece of white paint like jelly.

Is this little white paint enough?

Of course, it is not enough to use it to paint the serious white dragon. They did not want to turn the white dragon under the fifth floor of the underground palace into a dragon. They just used it in this performance to temporarily turn the little white snake that transformed into a dragon, and end their obsessions and complete the performance!

"Boom!!"

Yu and Hui and the others restrained the performance, and another thunder fell on Wei Xun's head. The demon's wings could no longer completely stop the heavenly punishment. The silver magic pattern could not bear so many lightnings and was directly cracked. Wei Xun's whole body was numb, and his thinking was stagnant for a moment.

In the numbness, he could not even control his body well. He held the fingers that fused Tai Sui and Shan Weng and trembled stiffly. The arc of electric power jumped on them, and they felt a faint sense of energy. No, there was too much lightning, and even the skinning man next to him was not powerful enough.

Wei Xun was trying hard to communicate with Taisui Shanweng and lure the ginseng spirit to come to him. But now the terrifying posture of Tianzhu is not only the ginseng spirit cannot come, but he may not be able to hold on if this continues!

It’s better that there are too many things to be beaten here, and the sky is crazy.

Should we use the giant undead now? Use it to attract the punishment of heaven?

Wei Xun frowned and thought for a while, but the giant undead was also one of his back-ups. It was too wasteful to use it now. Moreover, he had to integrate Xiao Cui into controlling the undead, without the demon alienated state of lightning protection, then the next time the thunder is thunder-

"Crack!"

Another thunder of heavenly punishment was about to be struck down. Wei Xun's eyes were sharp, but he took advantage of the opportunity of the thunder falling and threw something out, and was still heading towards Yuntianhe - Wei Xun threw the old butler of the Zhi family!

At the same time, Wei Xun did not fall at all and was always ready to merge Xiao Cui to control the giant undead. He heard the thunder rumbling and Tianfei slashing again, but before Wei Xun could take action, the Tianfei slashed into the air and turned out toward Yuntianhe.

Even without communication, Yun Tianhe understood the meaning of B250! He pulled out his cross and stringed the old butler of the Zhi family and Zhi Kuikui's burnt corpse together.

Zhi Kuikui and the old butler of the Zhi family were originally paper people of the same origin. With the connection of the Holy Light Cross, it was like the old butler of the Zhi family wanted to pass all their vitality to Zhi Kuikui and resurrect her! Cangtian, who had just killed her, could not tolerate this. Yun Tianhe used Zhi Kuikui to the extreme!

The Heavenly Punishment Tribulation struck down, completely slashing the old butler of the Zhi family and Zhi Kuikui to ashes, and there was no possibility of resurrection again. Even if Yun Tianhe retreated in time, the cross was his exclusive weapon, and it was cracked by the catastrophe and thunder, and the holy light was dim.

"puff."

Yun Tianhe spitted out a mouthful of blood, his face pale, but he ignored his injuries and looked shiny in the direction of B250. He was excited for the moment of his understanding, because B250 could choose to let him help him in this critical moment and be satisfied that he could really help him relieve his worries.

But Wei Xun had no time to see Yuntianhe. It would be great if he could not use the giant undead. After this catastrophe thunder, Wei Xun had a chance to breathe. He was not the only one who had the chance to breathe. Wei Xun looked keenly towards the wall of the east side hall that was almost broken, and was seeing a tender white and slender boy who looked seventeen or eighteen years old.

The boy's forehead was a little red, his hair was covered with his waist, and his red lips were pursed without tingling, like a boy serving next to the Bodhisattva, but his figure was still a little illusory, as if it would dissipate at all times.

Spiritual ginseng appears!

The spiritual ginseng was a little hesitant. The Tianfei chop was too terrifying just now, so he didn't dare to show his head. Now, taking advantage of the gap between Tianfei, he looked at it, but he couldn't decide where to go for a while.

It is said that he should repay his kindness first and use spiritual energy to dissolve the dead energy, but-

"Aoah!"

The little white dragon rolled in white paint, making an excited and tender scream, and the dragon horns on both sides of its head completely grew - it turned into a white dragon!

"Yoyo!"

Bai Lu Ling couldn't help but jump over, and was happy, and the deer's eyes were filled with tears of joy. Bai Lu Ling and Xiao Bailong happily posted, and then faced the death dragon bone transformed into death energy - it seemed that he was not needed there.

Ling Shen looked in Wei Xun's direction, looking at the Tai Sui Jindan and Shan Weng in his hand. He was originally worried about the safety of his brothers, but now it seems that they are not dangerous. The person holding them seems to be average in strength, but it seems that they have countless trump cards. Although Ling Shen did not show up before, she also took everything into consideration.

His brothers didn't need him to save them, and even said that if he went there, he might bring them greater disaster.

Linggan is the strongest among the three brothers of Shanling. He can sense the world more clearly. Heaven and earth are unwilling to let him transform into shape and want to stop him from becoming a human body. Not only that, there seems to be a force in the dark staring at him, allowing the three brothers to separate and unable to get close.

Getting close will cause a fatal crisis, and separation will allow each to be stable. Therefore, even though they have spiritual intelligence at the same time, it is equivalent to three brothers born at the same time, but they can only be separated.

Can't reunite! Can't reunite!

This seemed to be a restriction engraved in the depths of the soul, which bound the three of them, and made the three brothers never meet again in the past ten years.

If Tai Sui had not been captured by Old Lady Bai, Shan Weng would not have come to rescue him. If Shan Weng had not been captured, he would not have come to Xiaotangshan at this important moment of transformation.

But in the dark, Lingzan also realized some opportunity, which was an opportunity to get the three brothers together again! Seeing Tai Sui and Shanweng merged in B250's hands, Lingzan seemed to understand something, but the dusty memory could not emerge. He was in a dilemma.

Should we advance or retreat? Should we continue to separate or take this opportunity to merge together?

"roar--!!"

Just when the situation was stalemate, Mr. Peeling roared first! Its roar was filled with noisy and harsh noises in the ears of the passengers, and almost all of the passengers were alert and alert, not knowing what trouble Mr. Peeling was going to do. Especially Mei Keer, Yun Lianghan and Yu Hehui at the performance were even more nervous.

But Wei Xun could understand what Mr. Peeling was talking about.

‘Performance, performance—’

It roared, joyful, excited, murmured constantly, as if crazy.

‘Perfect, perfect—the performance—’

How is the perfect performance?

Not only do you need to act uniquely and perfectly restore, but you also need to have your own soul, which can touch people's emotions and make people immerse themselves in the mood.

This is a good performance!

The white dragon turns into a dragon, fuses the dragon bone, and neutralizes the dead energy of the death dragon bone with the white deer spirit, making the obsession come true - for hundreds of years, this is the best ending they hope for, expect, and hope for.

You don’t have to be tortured and struggled for a hundred years, or you don’t have to be despaired in the end, you can only choose to be polluted by blood and turn into a blood dragon soul. You don’t have to insist on protecting the mountains and forests for hundreds of years, but you can only get the cruel ending of the soul and never be reborn.

Even if the east side hall is just a performance now, the real reality cannot be reversed. On the fifth floor of the underground palace, the white dragon has long turned into a blood dragon soul and fused with the death dragon bone. But with this comparison, the performance seems to be extremely excellent.

Originating from reality and above reality, this is the performance!

Mr. Skin is very satisfied!

It turned slightly, as if to see if the "Emperor" was satisfied with the performance. At the same time, Mr. Skin's huge scarlet body became illusory, and countless scarlet spiritual pollution were overflowing, causing a huge wave of lightning.

But this is not what it is going to do, but Mr. Skin is dissipating and returning to nothingness. Just like when Qianjia Paper was burned by Wei Xun, some of the mental pollution in the lightning and thunder seemed to be pulled by invisible power and floated upwards - it was absorbed and fused by the devil merchants.
To be continued...