The souls of the five divine realms all showed unbelievable expressions.
"No, it's impossible, how could you defeat the eleven gods? You must be lying to me, you must be lying to me." Austin shook his head repeatedly, his face full of horror.
"Why should I lie to you?"
After Long Xiaoshan finished speaking, he turned around and left, and the Void Array was crushing down frantically at this time.
The five divine souls all screamed.
But soon, the screams returned to nothingness.
Long Xiaoshan leaped down.
It landed on the ground, at this time, on one side of the mountain, there was a huge pit, and the Golden God King was lying there, with a dark golden spear inserted into his chest. The dragon on the spear was still hovering endlessly, making a faint sound of dragon roar.
The heart of the Golden God King has been pierced through, but his divine body is extremely powerful, so he is still alive and keeps twisting and struggling.
However, the Panlong Spear is a peerless spiritual weapon tempered by thunder tribulation.
How could a mere Divine Realm break free?
Even if the Golden God King struggles, it will be futile. Even his flesh and blood are constantly shriveling, and the original color of gold is as if it has turned into light gold.
When the Panlong Spear was first refined, Long Xiaoshan added a variety of peerless treasure materials.
Among them is kryptonite seized by Blue Shield Company.
This is a specialty to restrain the divine realm, containing kryptonite virus, which can invade flesh and blood.
The flesh and blood power of the Golden God King is constantly losing.
Click.
The Golden God King looked up and saw that someone had stood beside him, with his extremely cold black eyes looking down at him.
The Golden God King's body stiffened, and he stopped struggling. Seeing Long Xiaoshan, he was like the five divine realms, with deep confusion and incredibility in his eyes.
But Long Xiaoshan didn't plan to explain again.
He stepped on the chest of the Golden God King, pulled out the Panlong Spear, and pointed it at the Golden God King's head, puffing it!
The body of the Golden God King trembled violently, and then the golden light on his body completely dimmed.
Long Xiaoshan took off a space storage magic weapon on the Golden God King, popped up a flame, burned him into nothingness, and jumped back to the dragon gate.
"Small Hill."
As soon as he fell into Longmen Square, Long Xiaoshan heard the woman's voice and saw Shangguan Baihe and others all present.
"Are you okay?" Long Xiaoshan said.
"It's okay, I'm scared to death just now, just like countless shells exploding in the sky." A group of women were also in a palpitations, after all, the nerves were too terrifying.
However, because the Taoist of the Wine did not say that Long Xiaoshan was surrounded and killed by the eleven gods in Kunlun Mountain, these women were calmer because they believed that Long Xiaoshan would definitely come to save them.
Long Xiaoshan has magic weapons left for every family member.
He also breathed a sigh of relief when he felt that his parents and sisters, as well as women in Hechuan, Yanjing and other places had no abnormalities.
"Xiaoshan, fortunately you are back."
A black figure rolling in the air swept down, and it was Yue Ling. It was also very hard for him to control the formation by himself just now.
"Brother Yue, thank you for your hard work, I'll go and see Wang Chao and the others first." Long Xiaoshan said.
"Well, go quickly, they are all seriously injured."
Long Xiaoshan nodded and soon entered the Longmen Hall. Wang Chao and Long Ji were all lying there.
The two of them had just fought with the Divine Realm. Because they had not reached the Divine Realm's cultivation level, they were naturally extremely miserable. However, one of them was practicing the Blood Demon Sutra and the other was a demon. Both of them were perverted in physical bodies. Long Xiaoshan checked it and found that they were
No worries about life.
He gave them a few pills, which used the immortal true energy to force out the remaining destructive power of the divine realm in their bodies, and allowed them to heal their injuries independently.
Now more important are Jiu Taoist and Dugu Yun.
Long Xiaoshan flashed and appeared in a room.
The wine Taoist sat there, looking at a black coffin, motionless.
"Master, why don't you heal yourself?" Long Xiaoshan said.
The wine Taoist smiled: "The old ghost is alone all his life, with a sword as his companion, and he has no children. He will definitely be lonely on the road to the underworld. How can the old Taoist let him go alone?"
While talking, blood kept flowing out of the corners of the Jiudaoist's mouth, his face became pale and his breath continued to weaken.
Long Xiaoshan pressed his palm on the back of the Jiudaoist and inputted a stream of immortality. The Jiudaoist was also very serious and almost reached a point of collapse. The most troublesome thing was that the Jiudaoist had no help and was determined to seek death.
"Master, I'm not saying that Senior Dugu, there is still hope to save the soul. Besides, Senior Dugu never wants to see you like this. The great way is so difficult. If you really want to enter the cycle of reincarnation, your life's efforts will be in vain.
"Long Xiaoshan shouted.
Jiudao Ren's face changed slightly.
Cultivator, who is not pursuing the great way of immortality?
He practiced hard for a hundred years and entered the innate world.
Once the war is relieved, everything in the previous life will disappear. In the next life, who dares to say that he will definitely be able to enter the path of cultivation? He will become one of the countless beings and will only consume his life.
"But even if the old ghost's soul can be restored, he will never be able to take a sword again." said the wine Taoist.
Long Xiaoshan said: "The practitioners have the physical body as a skin. As long as the soul is present, everything is possible. I know that once I step into the true immortal, I can reshape my body. In short, there are thousands of methods in this world, how can I give up easily?
”
Long Xiaoshan shouted out with the power of his soul.
The Taoist Jiu was shocked all over, as if he was enlightened, and his dim eyes gradually lit up, and he murmured: "Yes, with the old ghost's personality, even if he only has the soul, he would never give up. I am a Taoist monk,
How to do such a young daughter.”
The wine Taoist suddenly shook his head and laughed. He stood up and bowed deeply to Long Xiaoshan: "Master, I've been taught."
"Taoist, you are destroying me." Long Xiaoshan helped him up.
The Taoist of the Wine shook his head: "The practitioners are the ones who are good at it first. I am obsessed with my age. How can I give up the Tao so easily?"
The wine Taoist sat down cross-legged, took out the pill, and began to swallow it.
And cooperate with Long Xiaoshan to heal his injuries.
Long Xiaoshan took out various magical pills and used the immortal true energy to help the Jiu Taoist. It took a full day to finally stabilize the Jiu Taoist's injury. Although it took a lot of time to recover, as long as the injury was stabilized, it would have been
It's OK.
For this reason, Long Xiaoshan also consumes a lot.
He went to look at Dugu Yun in the Soul-raising Wooden Coffin. After a day, Dugu Yun's body had completely collapsed, leaving only a piece of clothing in the coffin, but there was a faint shadow of a villain, who was in the Soul-raising Wooden Coffin.
Crouching there in the coffin.
The phantom is also extremely fragile, as if the wind is about to dissipate.
But the soul-focused wood is worthy of being a strange wood. The power of the soul forms a void light cover, covering the phantom, like a mother and fetus of a soul, nourishing the phantom.
Long Xiaoshan took out the Taiyi Divine Sword and put it in it.
I hope this sword intent can stimulate the soul to grow and awaken.
In addition, Long Xiaoshan can do not do much. Everything depends on the will of heaven and Dugu Yun’s own will.