Previously, Qiu Chengzhong, the three venerables of the Demon Sect, was caught by Changer Dingguang Immortal with Tai Chi Liangyi lamps. Later, Zishou used a sword formation to break the Tai Chi Liangyi lamps, and the constraints that Qiu Chengzhong suffered were untied.
Unexpectedly, Qiu Chengzhong tried to seriously injure the real energy to the extreme, and rushed over to block the God-killing spear for Zhongli.
The God-killing Spear penetrated Qiu Chengzhong's lower abdomen and hit Zhongli again. Unfortunately, after Qiu Chengzhong's buffer, Zhongli had resumed his movements and dodged.
"Bang!" The spear was stained with blood, nailing the three priests of the Demon Sect to the ground. The killing aura instantly suppressed his soul.
There seemed to be a black shadow in the God-killing Gun and took advantage of this time to get into Qiu Chengzhong's body, but unfortunately no one saw it.
"You're dead!" Zhongli shouted, jumped out, and used the short gun in his hand.
The villain died because he talked too much, so Zhongli did not plan to give Zi time to respond.
The red clothes were like fire, and the demonic aura rushed towards him. Zishou's face changed and he thought about every spiritual treasure in the Sumeru Ring. Unfortunately, his true energy was almost exhausted. Not to mention sacrificing the spiritual treasure, even
I can't stand firmly either.
After all, the true energy consumed by continuously activating the Zhu Xian Sword Formation and the God Killing Spear is really too terrifying.
At this moment, a long sword stabbed out, and with a "dang", it blocked the short spear, but it was the Holy Mother of Fire Spirit.
"Looking for death!" Zhong Li quickly picked up the short spear with his right hand, flipped his left hand, took out a silver bowl, and gently knocked it on the silver bowl with his index finger: "Soul-catching!"
This bowl is called the Soul-Snatching Bowl. Knocking the bowl body can capture people's souls. Even the Daluo Golden Immortal cannot escape the disaster.
The soul-sucking bowl made a slight clear sound, and the body of the Holy Mother of Fire Spirit shook, and the soul involuntarily left the body.
Zhongli stabbed the chest of the Holy Mother of Fire Spirit with a spear.
"Not good!" Zishou's face changed drastically.
However, at this moment, a voice sounded from behind: "Stinky woman, eat me a stick!"
The long stick came, and Zhongli felt that behind his back was full of wind and was eager to dodge. Who knew that Yuan Hong's purpose was the soul-catching bowl in her hand.
With a "bang", the soul-sucking bowl fell out, and the soul returned to the body, and the Holy Mother of Fire Spirit was still shocked.
Zishou raised his head and saw Yuan Hong rushing towards him with a stick. He felt relieved. Suddenly he felt that Yuan Hong was really pleasing to the eye! Especially the long and thick stick on his hand, which usually felt extremely annoying, but today he felt
Full of security.
"With Yuan Aiqing here, I can rest assured!"
Zhongli turned around angrily and stared at Yuan Hong, saying in a sequel: "I will spare your life, and you will die here! Don't destroy the bones, tear him!"
At this time, the six demons released by Zishou had been forced into the corner of the wall by the bone-destroying bones, and only two were still supported. The other four had weak cultivation and transparent souls, and they were almost floating away.
Nine Bone-Free Bone-Free abandoned the six demons and jumped towards Yuan Hong. The sometimes cold and sometimes hot breath came to his face. Yuan Hong screamed and turned into white light and ran out of the underground palace: "King, I will lead you away."
Don’t melt the bones! This woman is left to you for fucking!”
The smile on Zishou's face froze: "Yuan Thief! Qi Gu escaped alone and dared to speak righteously!"
"Go to die!" Zhongli rushed towards the Holy Mother of Fire Spirit, swept across, and the Holy Mother of Fire Spirit thrust his sword to block it. With a "bang", the long sword was directly broken. When the shot fell, the Holy Mother of Fire Spirit felt that her waist was about to be
He was smashed and fell to the side, his throat sweetened and he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.
After all, she was just a first-time Daluo Golden Immortal, so how could she compete with an old quasi-saint like Zhongli? If she doesn't die, she will be lucky.
Zhongli walked towards Zishou step by step and said in a Senran: "Kill you first!"
A short gun stabbed the child into the heart!
However, when the gun hit the Xuanniao Royal Holy Robe, it could no longer be stabbed.
"Clothes are also spiritual treasures?" Zhongli was stunned for a moment.
She raised her right palm and was slashed at her forehead.
Zishou's heart was beating wildly, and the breath of death hit him, but he had no strength at all.
Just as the palm was about to slap Zishou's head, Zhongli's body suddenly trembled, like a spasm, and in an instant the true energy dissipated. The palm fell softly on Zishou's shoulder, but it was a little strength.
No.
Zhongli took two steps back, his legs became weak, and he almost fell down. Her whole body became hot, and her breathing began to become rapid, and her body felt extremely uncomfortable: "Are you poisoned? When did I get poisoned?"
She began to panic, and the strange feeling from her body made her feel impulsive for a moment, wanting to tear herself to pieces.
"Impossible! I have taken all kinds of poisons to refine a body that is invincible. Even if I have taken poison pills that can poison Daluo Jinxian, how can I get poisoned?!" Zhongli said to himself, but his body temperature is getting higher and higher.
The higher the higher the one, it seemed like a thousand bugs were crawling around her.
Zishou was also stunned for a moment. What happened to this woman?
Then his face changed slightly, as if he had thought of something and looked under him.
"Ah~!" Not only Zhongli, but the Holy Mother of Fire Spirit covered her stomach and moaned in pain.
"King, I... I seem to be poisoned too..." The Holy Mother of Fire Spirit looked up at Zishou, her face blushed, and her eyes were almost dripping from water.
"Impossible! Who poisoned the room?! Even if it was poison, no poison in the world could poison the quasi-saint!" Zhongli said angrily. She stood up, but her body felt even more uncomfortable, and her legs were actually slightly slight.
Trembling: "What's more,... What's more, I used poison to refine my body... I have long been invincible for all poisons..."
"Hahaha!" At this moment, a smug laughter sounded in the corner, and the long-eared Dingguang Xian slowly climbed up from the ground. His body's injuries had recovered. He walked over and hey
He smiled and said, "You used poison to refine your body, but I don't believe you used the medicine of joy to refine your body."
The long-eared Dingguang Xian looked at everyone in the underground palace. Emperor Xin exhausted his true energy, the Holy Mother of Fire Spirit was seriously injured, Qiu Chengzhong was nailed by the God-killing Gun, Xiao Maitreya had already escaped, Zhongli had just sucked in a lot of red mist, now
He had basically lost his ability to move, and he couldn't help laughing wildly: "I will still win in the end."
Zhongli's face suddenly changed: "The medicine of joy? What is that? How could there be a medicine that can poison the quasi-saint?"
The long-eared Dingguang Xian showed a look of lust on his face: "You will know soon."
His eyes swept across everyone's faces in the cave. Drought bar, the Holy Mother of Fire Spirit, Zhongli, Di Xin, and these people will become the furnace and cauldron of his long-eared Dingguang Immortal.
After swallowing these people's Yin Fire Essence, his long-eared Dingguang Immortal not to mention breaking through to the quasi-saint, what's the difficulty of being the peak of the quasi-saint!
The immortal Chang's ears walked over and dragged the Holy Mother of Fire Spirit to the ice bed, placed it beside the Hanba, then picked up Zhongli, and placed it beside the Holy Mother of Fire Spirit. Finally, even the son was dragged over and threw it beside the Holy Mother of Fire Spirit.
The ice bed is big enough, and four or five people are lying horizontally and are still very wide.
Zishou:???
Damn! I'm a man!
Are chrysanthemums still inseparable? Are the ground hurt?
"The first one starts with the drought." The immortal Chang'er touched him and reached out to remove the blue clothes on the drought.
"Brother, what are you doing?" At this moment, a tender little hand patted the back of the Long Er Dingguang Immortal. The little girl stood behind the Long Er Dingguang Immortal, with a strange smile that was extremely standard on her face.