After Ziyun, which was equivalent to the entire life source of a saint, was swallowed up by Zhuang Jiutian's water and fire millstone, Lu Meng (Zhenjun Ziqi) finally saw Zhuang Jiutian shrouded in thick mist of chaos.
"This is impossible?"
After Lu Meng saw Zhuang Jiutian, he couldn't believe the person he saw.
Under the great shock of his mind, he was temporarily freed from the control of Zhenjun Zi Qi.
Zhuang Jiutian also opened his eyes. After seeing Lu Meng, he said, "Were you the one who was causing trouble earlier?"
"How is this possible? How is this possible?"
Lu Meng seemed to have had his self-awareness wiped out, and could only keep repeating the words "impossible".
"If you dare to swallow my purple energy, junior, you are seeking death."
After Zhenjun Ziqi regained control of Lu Meng's soul and body, he showed an extremely angry expression.
Then he turned into a purple light and blasted towards Zhuang Jiutian.
That was the power of the physical body, and Zhenjun Ziqi actually planned to beat Zhuang Jiutian to death with his fists.
It seemed that this was the only way to alleviate the hatred in his heart.
Zhenjun Ziqi really thought so. He wanted Zhuang Jiutian to endure unimaginable pain. He had to use his fists to hammer Zhuang Jiutian into a pulp one by one in order to relieve the anger in his heart.
At this moment, all magical powers and spells cannot bear his anger.
Only a fight with fists and fists can vent the overwhelming anger in his heart.
Not to be outdone, Zhuang Jiutian immediately fought with him with fists.
If you dare to throw a punch at him, be prepared to be punched.
Lu Meng's physical body, controlled by True Lord Zi Qi, seemed to have strengthened several times, and he was actually able to fight Zhuang Jiutian back and forth.
As the battle continued, Zhuang Jiutian's eyes became brighter and brighter.
He longed for an opponent before, but couldn't find one.
Now his opponent has descended from the sky, and his physical strength is no less than his.
This is a battle where you meet your opponent and are evenly matched.
After a hundred moves, Zhuang Jiutian's clothes had become tattered. Only his carefully refined magic weapon pants were intact.
During the battle, Zhuang Jiutian tore off his tattered robes, revealing his strong muscles.
It looks like a body made of divine gold, exuding a golden luster.
The Purple Qi True Lord opposite is no exception.
His muscles were tied together, and his purple skin revealed a series of mysterious lines, as if he was wearing a layer of unicorn armor. He was incredibly strong.
"When, when, when..."
In the area where the Danding Pavilion was originally located, a golden light and a purple light collided rapidly, making a loud metal collision sound.
"Ouch!"
After the two rays of light collided with each other more than a hundred times, the purple light let out a shocking roar, as if a ferocious beast had been inspired to its deepest level of ferocity.
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"Ada..." Jin Guang paused for a moment and then let out a roar of equal strength.
"boom!"
After a loud noise, the golden light flew into the air, while the purple light sank directly into the depths of the earth.
At the bottom of the giant pit, Lu Meng's purple energy dissipated, his eyes regained clarity, but his body became like a human-shaped hot water bottle, and all the flesh and bones inside turned into liquid.
Later, Zhuang Jiutian came to the bottom of the pit, looked at Lu Meng, and said, "Do you have any last words?"
But at this moment, a ray of purple light shot out from Lu Meng's body and directly entered Zhuang Jiutian's wheel sea.
"not good."
Zhuang Jiutian was shocked and immediately flew out of the huge pit and began to mobilize his divine power to disperse the purple light.
But the purple light was like a tarsal maggot, no matter how much his divine power dispersed it, it unwaveringly merged with his life source.
The fusion was completed in an instant, and all the purple light was consumed.
But in Zhuang Jiutian's sea of suffering, there was a trace of purple.
Their chakras are polluted, and their life essence is no longer pure.
Zhuang Jiutian was furious, and immediately came to Lu Meng's side, directly took his soul out of his body, and began violently searching for his soul.
Soon, Zhuang Jiutian finished reading Lu Meng's memories.
But his face became extremely ugly.
Because there is nothing in Lu Meng's memory, he is like an idiot.
Lord Purple Qi has washed away Lu Meng's consciousness, so of course he will not leave his memory.
That purple light is the purest source of life released by the Purple Qi True Lord's dying counterattack.
That's why it can be integrated into Zhuang Jiutian's body.
However, that life source was absorbed without being refined. Although Zhuang Jiutian's life essence was increased, his life essence was no longer pure from now on.
The benefits he gets are far outweighed by the harm.
Zhuang Jiutian's expression was gloomy and terrifying.
Then he glanced at the devastated Poseidon Island and flew directly in the direction of China.
Whether any disciples survive on Poseidon Island, whether the inheritance is cut off, whether the Saint can turn the tide, Zhuang Jiutian is not interested in any of these.
He is going to the land of China to find solutions to problems.
After all, the land of China is the holy land of cultivation, which is far more profound and unpredictable than the inheritance on the sea.
...
Not long after Zhuang Jiutian left.
The Saint of Poseidon Island carried the Poseidon Halberd and walked out of the small world of gods.
Enron, whose true origins have not yet been restored, is ready to make sacrifices.
How can we defeat an entity that is comparable to a saint without paying the price of our lives?
But when she walked out, she found that the so-called purple energy was not visible at all.
It was quiet on Poseidon Island.
An Ran immediately sent a message to the Holy Lord of Poseidon Island, asking them to come out.
When the Holy Lord and the elders came out, they were all dumbfounded.
How is this going?
Where are the enemies?
After Chihuo Taoist glanced at the whole picture of Poseidon Island, his expression changed drastically and he immediately said: "Not good."
Then, he flew towards the mountain peak where Danding Pavilion was located.
What he saw was just a messy battlefield left behind after the battle between Zhuang Jiutian and Zhenjun Ziqi.
Later, the Holy Lord of Poseidon Island and the others also followed.
After seeing Lu Meng's body, everyone felt doubts in their hearts.
Who beat Lu Meng to death?
How could Lu Meng appear here?
Was he responsible for the previous purple mist?
Deep confusion arose in everyone's hearts.
The Chihuo Taoist cleared out the underground fire room.
Zhuang Jiutian's body was not found, which puzzled him.
Moreover, the fire energy of the earth veins has obviously become much weaker, which also makes him full of doubts.
After everyone exchanged some information, Song Lao stood up and asked: "Holy girl, can you tell everyone the true origin of Zhuang Jiutian?"
Based on their analysis, they felt that the battlefield was probably left by Zhuang Jiutian.
Saint Anran's expression became serious. After thinking for a while, she said: "Actually, I don't know his true identity, but I always feel that he is unfathomable."
If you say it, it's the same as if you don't say it.
However, everyone has reached a consensus on Zhuang Jiutian's mystery.
Afterwards, everyone dispersed and began to rebuild Poseidon Island.
An Ran also returned to the small world of gods.
At the same time, the Holy Lord of Poseidon Island also came to the small world of gods.
The Holy Lord of Poseidon Island asked: "An Ran, do you think the robbery on our Poseidon Island is related to that Zhuang Jiutian?"
An Ran was silent for a while. Although she wanted to deny it, deep down in her heart she felt that the disaster that befell Poseidon Island had something to do with him.
Because he is the only one whose origin is unknown.
"Master, I..." An Ran wanted to explain, but she didn't know how to explain.
Finally, the Holy Lord of Poseidon Island said: "Whether it is related to him or not, someone must be responsible for this disaster. I will personally go to Ziqi Island, but I am afraid it will not be enough to reassure everyone. Zhuang Jiutian, who is missing,
The origin is mysterious and disappears. If he is responsible, everyone can share the same hatred. Do you understand what I mean?"
Saint An Ran looked at her master with wide eyes and said in shock: "Master is going to impose the crime on Zhuang Jiutian?"
"Only in this way can everyone feel at ease." The Holy Lord of Poseidon Island seemed to have a tortured conscience.