This vicious fight in the Mahayana realm did not care about the lives of human beings at all, causing many innocent and tragic deaths.
The ninth-level Thunder Winged Tiger only has a contractual relationship with Mu Sheng. Tianyun Sect cannot control the ninth-level Thunder Winged Tiger, but Mu Sheng can.
Mu Sheng wanted the ninth-level thunder-winged tiger to slay the dragon, so the ninth-level thunder-winged tiger announced a Buddha's name and waited for the opportunity.
In terms of speed, the two dragons were completely unable to compete with the Thunder Winged Tiger.
However, the black dragon's soul power has not yet been exhausted, and it still has the strength to fight. Lei Yihu plans to hit it with one blow and try to limit the battle to the border of the East China Sea.
Ancestor Qi Wu hurried back to his sect from the Forest of Ten Thousand Beasts and directly found An Qingli.
There is a bunch of Buddhist relics in Anqingli.
When he was meditating on the talisman on the copper coffin at the bottom of the East Sea, if An Qingli hadn't thrown the relic in time to protect Qi Wu, Qi Wu would have almost died at the bottom of the East Sea.
Qi Wu knew that the Buddhist relics were powerful and wanted to borrow them from An Qingli.
An Qingli didn't ask any further questions, and immediately took out the relic, wiped off the consciousness on it, and handed it to Qi Wu with both hands.
Buddhist relics are extremely restrained against souls and bodies.
Ancestor Qi Wu came here specifically to borrow this relic, mainly to deal with the black dragon soul.
The black dragon seizes luck and is a threat to everyone.
"Ancestor, be careful."
"must."
Qi Wu thanked him briefly, put the relic on his wrist, and left immediately.
Xiao Huzi said in a deep voice: "Ancestor Qi Wu, I am going to risk my life."
The little Pegasus also said: "Ancestor Qi Wu is already destined to die soon. After the tribulation against Mahayana, he really doesn't want to live long."
Xiao Huzi also wanted to go and have a look, but it was a pity that Patriarch Qi Wu didn't care about bringing him with him.
An Qingli did not put Qi Wu in trouble, and just stayed inside the sect, waiting for the news from the East China Sea.
It's another life-and-death battle. The world of cultivation has never been peaceful.
Qi Wu rushed to the border of the East China Sea.
The sky was filled with dark clouds and thunderstorms, making it gloomy and depressing.
A two-winged tiger, in the pouring rain, watched two dragons fighting together from a distance.
The dragon wants to dive into the bottom of the sea.
Firstly, it is fast at the bottom of the sea, and secondly, it prevents the Thunder Winged Tiger from reaping the benefits.
The black dragon also has this intention. The Thunder Winged Tiger is always lingering, so what good intentions can it have?
"You're here." The ninth-level Thunder Winged Tiger suddenly said.
After the words fell, Qi Wu appeared behind Lei Yihu.
"I'm here, please help me." Qi Wu bowed sincerely.
The ninth-level Thunder Winged Tiger immediately spread its wings, Qi Wu stepped on the tiger's back, and suddenly headed towards the two long dragons trying to enter the sea.
really!
The two dragons were shocked.
Half of the dragon's body had already entered the sea, but the Thunder Winged Tiger was really too fast.
Thunder and lightning burst out all over the sky immediately, thunder and lightning spread all over the water and under the water. The dragon howled miserably, and its huge body rolled painfully in the water filled with thunder and lightning. Huge waves immediately rushed towards the Thunder Winged Tiger and the person on the tiger's back.
The Thunder Winged Tiger flapped its huge wings, and a huge gust of wind blew up, blocking the huge waves.
Qi Wu leaned over and grasped the hair on the back of the Thunder Winged Tiger. He had already activated the relics on his wrists, and a burst of golden light enveloped the rapidly escaping black dragon.
The black dragon himself was guilty of a very serious crime. When he was illuminated by the golden light of Buddhism, his whole body was like a frying pan on fire. Black smoke was everywhere, and his soul was three cents lighter, as if the soul was about to dissipate completely in the next moment.
What a powerful treasure!
The black dragon was in pain and frightened. After waking up from a deep sleep, the reason why it did not cause trouble to the human race was because it was afraid of the possible powerful treasures of the human race.
The human race is cunning and weak, but their brains are extraordinary and they can create artifacts that surpass the heaven and earth.
The golden light of the relic shone so brightly that the sea surface was filled with golden light.
In the golden light, the black dragon roared in pain, wanting to harvest that abominable human race.
But Black Dragon was at the end of his strength, and Qi Wu's soul, thanks to the blessing of many soul-nurturing pills, became the best in its realm.
Through Mu Sheng, Qi Wu bought several tens of thousands-year-old soul-breaking grass from An Qingli. Later, he gave a tower to Mu Sheng and got three ninth-grade soul-nurturing pills from Mu Sheng.
The three ninth-grade soul-nourishing pills are all made from the best spiritual plants of the year. Each pill is of the highest grade, and one pill is enough to serve as a dozen of low-grade pills.
Therefore, Qi Wu, who was in the later stage of the Tribulation, should be considered the number one among the human monks with his powerful soul.
Qi Wu relied on his powerful soul to withstand the roar of the black dragon.
The black dragon became more and more angry and frightened, but the golden light did not diminish, and his soul was still suffering in the golden light.
"If you dare to kill my God Clan, you will always be repaid for your reincarnation!" The black dragon's eyes were about to burst and he roared furiously.
Gods?
Lei Yihu and Qi Wu paid no attention to them, and were not threatened by those words at all. They followed him closely.
The golden light seemed to be everywhere, like an invisible prison from which the black dragon could not escape.
However, Lei Yihu and Qi Wu worked together to deal with the black dragon. Fortunately, the dragon escaped and also helped Qi Wu, the Lei Yihu. He opened his mouth and spit out the ice, which was frozen for thousands of miles, preventing the black dragon from having a chance to dive into the sea.
The black dragon was still unable to escape. Most of its soul was scattered, and its resentment was soaring. It really hated the water snake and the hypocritical smiling tiger.
Qi Wu stirred up the relics and continued to recite the soul-binding curse.
The power of the soul-binding spell gradually became apparent, and even the black dragon's movement became stagnant and slow.
"I am a god!"
Black Dragon yelled with fear.
"I am a god!"
The black dragon repeated it again in fear.
Gods?
Lei Yihu's heart moved slightly, so what about the Gods?
The God Clan is divided into many branches. The Dragon Clan has ancestors who have become gods, and the Human Clan has no ancestors who have become gods.
They are all descendants of the God Clan, and this black dragon is still a very incompetent descendant, like a failure in the Dragon Clan.
Lei Yihu sighed in his heart, lamenting that the black dragon did not wake up even before death. He was a dragon in this life, but he had committed so many evils. He might not be a cat or dog in the next life.
Qi Wu chanted the soul-destroying curse faster and faster. Seeing that the black dragon's struggle had become weaker, he continued to chant the soul-destroying curse.
Having lived for thousands of years, Qi Wu has a good understanding, and he knows more than ordinary people.
And after understanding the spell on the copper coffin at the bottom of the East Sea, he also created a soul-nurturing formation and a soul-trapping formation.
He also has a soul-nurturing box that he burned on his body, which also contains Xiao Cui'er's soul.
With the Buddhist relics and the soul-destroying curse, the black dragon soul gathers and disperses.
Knowing that the disaster was coming, the black dragon had no choice but to spit out Lu Xian'er's body. His soul shrank and he hurriedly took refuge in Lu Xian'er's Divine Mansion.
Lu Xian'er, who had lost his arm, suddenly opened his closed eyes. Before he could realize what was going on, Qi Wu suddenly flicked his fingers, and a small ball of khaki aura, like a stone, came straight to Lu Xian'er's head.
Lu Xian'er's eyes widened even more, and she wanted to run away, but before she could move away, the earth-yellow aura left a blood hole as big as a copper coin directly between her eyebrows.
Immediately afterwards, her beautiful eyes opened wide, and she fell back in confusion. She no longer knew anything about the world.
And her luck-taking crow formed a master-servant contract with her.
As soon as the master dies, the lucky crow also dies.