Zixiao was trapped in the eighteen levels of hell. Eighteen pictures of purgatory surrounded him, pressing in one after another, tightly confining him inside.
After all, the eighteen levels of hell that Zi Xiao experienced were very different from those of Xiang Que and Cheng Yan, because their experience was like playing a game to pass levels. The difficulty was just that, as long as you endured it.
But Zi Xiao was different. After these eighteen purgatory pictures imprisoned him, Xiang Que continued to deliver heavenly magic weapons to them. The difficulty of them was always increasing, and their strength was also increasing, so he was
Once trapped, it is difficult to escape.
The most important thing is that Xiang Que is also a saint. Although the two became saints at different times, they are in the same cultivation level after all. In addition, he also has the auxiliary bonus from the Taoist realm, so even if Zi Xiao can get out of trouble
That would require a few layers of skin to be peeled off.
When Zi Xiao was trapped in the Eighteenth Level of Hell, Lao Dao and the others had already cleared out all the people in the Qingqi Brigade, so they, together with Ling Xia Yuanjun and others, blocked Qidou Zhenjun.
The other party's face was filled with despair. Qidou Zhenjun's Taoist heart had long been shattered by Xiang Que. He now looked like a walking zombie, with no intention of resisting at all.
"Do you want to kill him?" Yu Qiuyang asked.
Xiang Que looked at Zhenjun Qidou, who had no reaction at all, and said calmly: "It doesn't matter whether he kills this person or not. It's okay to keep him as a whetstone for me. If he can rise in the future,
, then I can still have a running head. If he can't get up, he will be a useless person."
Lingxia Yuanjun glanced at Xiang Que with a somewhat fluctuating look. She knew that he did this all because of her. After all, there was an engagement between Qidou Zhenjun and Lingxia Yuanjun, and there was something behind his back.
There is an emperor here, and if he is killed just like that, Lingxia Yuanjun may not be able to explain it easily.
In fact, the main reason is that Xiang Que doesn't care about him anymore. He is right. If Qidou Zhenjun can rise like this, he will just use him as a whetstone to motivate himself. If he can't stand up, he will definitely be useless.
.
So it doesn't matter whether you kill or not, it doesn't matter at all.
"Let's go..." Xiang Que calmly waved his hand towards Qidou Zhenjun. The other party looked over and turned around without much fluctuation in mood or expression.
After a while, the figure of Qidou Zhenjun disappeared outside Zixuan Tian. He was not returning to Xiang Que, maybe because he felt that it no longer mattered where he went.
Lin Wenhe frowned and said: "We are still planning to return to the General's Mansion. If he leaves, what if this news is leaked in the future?"
Xiang Que shook his head and said: "Don't worry, I know this person fairly well and have been in contact with him many times. He will not tell the other party the news. I told him that he will either sink down or stand up again."
, no matter what it is, he won’t worry about foreign affairs.”
"Rumble" At the same time, Xiang Que's Dao Realm suddenly began to shake, and the speed of the eighteen pictures of purgatory was obviously stuck.
The sword in Zi Xiao's hand had long been abandoned, but he took out a small purple pot and slapped it with his palm. A long river suddenly formed at the mouth of the pot, watering Xiang Que's Taoist realm continuously.
The faces of several people changed at the same time, and they all saw that the magical weapon in the other person's hand seemed to be very domineering.
Ling Xia Yuanjun frowned and said: "It seems to be a treasure that the general spent thousands of years refining. I heard that the pot has its own space, which can contain a vast ocean and weigh tens of thousands of pounds..."
This was obviously because Zi Xiao realized that it was difficult to break through the shackles of the eighteen levels of hell with his own strength, so he took out a treasure to deal with it, hoping to reopen Xiang Que's purgatory map.
The pot seemed to be no more than the size of a palm, but the water flowed out of the mouth of the pot in a steady stream, and the water flow became larger and larger. In the end, it seemed to have become a water dragon, and then all of it flowed to the Taoist realm of Xiangque.
A quarter of an hour later, I don't know how much water flowed out of the pot, but Xiang Que's Taoist realm was almost like a golden mountain filled with water. The water had flooded the entire ground, and the water had even reached Hai Qing's ankles.
has reached its peak, and is still rising.
Xiang Que asked in surprise: "This magic weapon is really weird. It should have a universe inside it. The space is a bit astonishing!"
"My General's Mansion has been standing in the Great Luotian for hundreds of thousands of years. In terms of accumulation and heritage, how could you have expected it? This immortal magic weapon took my family thousands of years to finally build. It is the most important treasure of the General's Mansion, the pot.
There is a whole world in it, if I pour it out with all my strength, your world will probably be broken..."
Zi Xiao seemed a little embarrassed, but his words were extremely arrogant. To put it bluntly, Xiang Que had just entered the saint realm, and the other party didn't think highly of him at all.
In fact, Zi Xiao's theory is correct. No matter how big the Dao Realm is, it is limited. If the sea water in this pot can fill it up, it may be difficult to bear it in terms of area and volume.
Zhu Chungang blinked his eyes and said speechlessly: "Can't you just let the water out? You are dead, and the Taoist world is not dead. People can come in and out. What does this water mean?"
Zi Xiao said with a ferocious smile: "If my general can't even think of this, how can this magical weapon become a treasure of the general's mansion? You can try it and see if this method is effective or not!"
Xiang Que shook his head directly and said: "No, there are restrictions all over the water. It seems to be limited to a certain space. Even if I expand the entire Dao realm, not a drop will flow out."
Lin Wenhe suddenly said in surprise: "Is it so bizarre?"
"Even if you have some insights, you can actually see that there are restrictions in this water, which can be limited to a certain range..."
Lao Dao and Yu Qiuyang couldn't help but frowned. If this was said, wouldn't Xiang Que's Taoist world be flooded in a while?
Sure enough, the sea water at this time had already reached the waists of Hai Qing and Qiao Yue'e, but the two of them did not react much. Even Zi Youran and Ling Xia Yuanjun seemed to be very ordinary.
If it had been before, they might have been a little panicked, but since Xiang Que left the Donghua Immortal Sect and went to the Jian Tian Bao Society, they had nothing to worry about.
After all, Xiang Que's skills in weapon refining at this time were already top-notch. If he wanted to break the opponent's magical weapon, it shouldn't be difficult.
Xiang Que looked at Zi Xiao and said calmly: "Do you think there is nothing I can do?"
Zi Xiao frowned and said: "How about you let go of the magical power that is imprisoned on me, and I will collect the vast ocean in your Taoist world..."
Xiang Que calmly shook his head and said: "It's not good at all, it's useless!"