He was the one who couldn't walk when he saw treasures. Every treasure that caught his eye, he tried every means to get his hands on. At this moment, he suddenly became interested in this Hunyuan Yiqi bottle.
Emperor Jitian seemed calm and slightly shocked, but he was even more concerned about this treasure. He not only knew the name of this spiritual treasure, but also knew the true horror of this treasure.
Patriarch Hunyuan didn't show this terrible thing at all, probably because he was afraid of being labeled as a devil. As far as he knew, the most powerful thing about the Hunyuan Yiqi bottle was not to destroy people's cultivation, but to make monks into treasures.
Inside the bottle, a person's cultivation is removed, leaving only the pure essence of Hunyuan!
The Hunyuan Essence is extremely helpful for breakthroughs in any realm. Even if this Hunyuan gas bottle transforms a Daluo Golden Immortal, the remaining Hunyuan Essence can allow a mortal to reach the sky in one step and achieve the Taiyi Golden Immortal realm.
More than enough!
The most frightening thing is that this kind of promotion, which seems to be overwhelming, has no sequelae.
Thanks to the owner of this treasure, Patriarch Hunyuan, who knows restraint and knows the difference between good and evil. If this treasure fell into the hands of demonic people, the world would have been in chaos. I don’t know how many monks would die in the treasure bottle.
I have made a wedding dress for others with my cultivation!
The essence of Hunyuan is of great help to the monks who are stuck in the realm and cannot break through. It is simply more effective than any elixir.
Patriarch Hunyuan was well aware of the terrifying nature of the spiritual treasure in his hand, and was extremely low-key in his conduct, just not wanting to be the target of public criticism.
Just when everyone was coveting Hunyuan Patriarch's treasure, Xuanyin Cult Leader was about to go crazy. Those blasts of Qi were so fast that he couldn't dodge them. It was useless to block a few blasts with his severed hand.
More spiritual energy washed over him, and every time it washed away, his cultivation level dropped by one level.
In the blink of an eye, this Da Luo Jinxian became a heavenly immortal!
After falling to the Heavenly Immortal realm, his speed plummeted. With this level of cultivation, any Golden Immortal could kill him with one finger, let alone the Hunyuan Patriarch in the Hunyuan True Immortal realm!
He couldn't escape the pure energy, and this vicious cycle became more and more terrifying as it went on.
Buzz!
The next moment, Xuanyin Cult Leader's heavenly cultivation level was gone, and he directly became the realm of Yuanshen!
The leader of Xuanyin, who fell below the realm of immortal gods, was even more unable to withstand the wash of the pure air. When another burst of pure air swept him, his spiritual cultivation disappeared immediately, and even any cultivation was gone.
, the mud ball between his eyebrows was sealed, all the mana and essence disappeared, and he completely became a mortal!
"help me!"
The leader of Xuanyin, who became a mortal, covered his neck and shouted hoarsely for help. This was the void of the universe. After he became a mortal, the cold void and the ubiquitous cosmic rays immediately became a killing technique that could kill him.
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In just one breath, he gained weight several times, and his face turned red, as if he was about to explode.
At the same time, a layer of frost emerged, covering him, and his energy and blood gradually solidified.
This terrifying scene made everyone feel chilled. This was a Daluo Jinxian who had become a mortal in just a short moment, and all his cultivation had disappeared.
At this moment, everyone looked at the Hunyuan gas bottle with extremely fearful eyes, and the fear was mixed with deep greed!
Who wouldn't want such a rare treasure, especially Zhulong, who was born according to the laws of time. He immediately saw some of the roots of this treasure. This method of degrading a person's cultivation is like reversing a person's time. , until it reverses to the moment before embarking on the path of spiritual practice.
In his opinion, if this treasure falls into his hands, and combined with his law of time, it can completely double his power!
"Compared to the severed hand, this treasure is the most important thing to me!"
Zhulong was certain in his heart that the Dragon Clan was already greedy for all kinds of treasures, let alone a treasure that suited him so well.
hold head high!
A high-pitched dragon roar sounded, and just as Zhang Qian and others rushed towards the severed hand floating alone in the void of the universe, Zhulong fiercely rushed towards the Hunyuan Patriarch!
After all, he was still afraid of the ability of the Hunyuan gas bottle to weaken people's cultivation. As he charged, he attracted the long river of time to protect him. Under the mighty long river, the rich and substantial power of time turned into a barrier to cover him.
"Extraterritorial Demon!"
Seeing Zhulong rushing towards him, Patriarch Hunyuan said with a cold face, to the people of all the worlds, the monks in the prehistoric world are the demons from outside the world. To the prehistoric world, the monks from Tianwaitian are also outsiders. man of.
Swish, swish, swish!
The Hunyuan Patriarch showed no fear, and directly activated the Hunyuan Qi bottle, blasting out the innate Hunyuan Qi, and wrapped it around Zhulong.
Seeing the clear air coming, Zhulong's heart tightened. To be honest, he was not sure whether his years and the power of time could block this clear air.
The next moment, the Qing Qi fell and met the mighty river of time. The two were in a strange stalemate. The Qing Qi did not break the protection of the mighty power of time.
"Hahahaha, this treasure should belong to this dragon!"
At this moment, Zhulong laughed wildly, and he was even more certain that this Hunyuan Qi bottle must contain the mystery of the law of time, as well as the power of other laws that he didn't know about. Otherwise, his law of time would not be able to block the arrival of Qing Qi.
In this way, this treasure really fits him perfectly! It is a treasure that can double his power!
Since the pure energy could not harm him, Zhulong put down all his fears and grabbed the Hunyuan Patriarch with an extremely arrogant claw.
Patriarch Hunyuan was also shocked. This Hunyuan gas bottle was rarely used by him because it could easily arouse the jealousy of all the monks in the world. This time, it was not only to intimidate, but also to punish the Xuanyin leader. He may not take it out at all.
This also led to him not knowing that the clear energy produced by this treasure could be blocked by the power of the law of time!
If he had used this treasure to deal with Buhuizi earlier, he should have known this, but it's a pity that he didn't!
Now that he met a Zhulong who was more sophisticated in the laws of time than Buhuizi, Patriarch Hunyuan immediately fell into danger.
Don't forget that the body possessed by Zhulong is Ao Tian, a body worthy of the name of immortality, the body of Tianyan Xuanlong.
"Huh, I'm afraid you won't succeed!"
After being stunned for a moment, Patriarch Hunyuan immediately realized that his treasure vase could not deal with the candle dragon. He immediately turned over his hand and put away the vase. As soon as he thought about it, a white magic needle about an inch long appeared.
This magical needle was extremely slender. When Patriarch Hunyuan held it between his two fingers, the tip of the needle flashed and released a sharp edge that sent chills throughout the body.
Chi!
There was a slight sound, but when the needle tip flashed, Zhulong immediately screamed, but the dragon claw he swung out was pierced by this magical needle!
Wisps of dragon's blood came out from this inconspicuous little hole. That's it. Such a small wound was inconspicuous, but it couldn't make Zhulong scream. The key is that after being pricked by this needle, Zhulong
The dragon's claws were visibly swollen, like a huge steamed bun!
The next moment, Zhulong's swollen hand turned completely black.
"Poison! Poison!"
Zhulong, who had gone through countless battles and catastrophes, was a little incoherent. His dragon claws really hurt his heart. This kind of pain was indescribable. It was like hundreds of millions of magic needles, pricking back and forth inside his dragon claws.
It seems like there are countless sharp swords cutting through it!
