Zi Xiao was stunned for a moment. In fact, he had no intention of fighting with Xiang Que again, because he realized that in the end he would most likely end up in a lose-lose situation.
But he didn't expect that the other party would reject him flatly.
So, Xiang Que glanced at Ling Xia Yuanjun, and she immediately understood.
The consciousness of the two people quickly intertwined, and then rushed directly into the Taoist world, and then penetrated straight into the small purple pot.
Zi Xiao only felt that his consciousness seemed to be impacted, and then there was no reaction. He subconsciously looked at the magic weapon in his hand.
The two people's consciousness rushed into the pot forcefully, and they quickly searched for the runes constructed inside.
Why Xiang Que is so confident is naturally because his attainments in the art of weapon refining have reached the pinnacle. If you ask Xiang Que to refine such a magical weapon that contains the universe, he will definitely not be able to refine it.
Because I don’t have that experience.
But if you let him destroy such a magic weapon, it would be much easier. All you need to do is destroy the runes structured inside.
A powerful spiritual consciousness moved around in the pot and searched quickly, and soon discovered the complicated runes structured in a space.
The consciousness of Xiang Que and Ling Xia Yuanjun just jumped away with a "ouch" sound. This kind of rune will definitely make Xiang Que covet it. If it is branded, he will definitely be of great use.
At this time, Zi Xiao also realized that something was wrong. After all, this magical weapon was now under his control, and he could easily detect the changes inside.
"What are you doing……"
Xiang Que pursed his lips and said nothing. He was quickly imprinting eighteen layers of runes.
After a few breaths, Xiang Que succeeded and all the runes were imprinted.
The next moment, his consciousness suddenly crashed into the structured runes.
"Click"
At the same time, a faint sound suddenly came from the magical instrument in Zixiao's hand.
He stared at Xiang Que in horror and shouted, "Tell me, what on earth are you doing?"
"Kill you, what do you think I'm doing?" Xiang Que replied lightly, and then the impact of his spiritual consciousness became even more intense.
Cracks appeared again on the magic weapon in Zi Xiao's hand, one after another. In just the blink of an eye, the cracks on the pot turned into spider web shapes.
Zi Xiao was immediately stunned and said in complete disbelief: "This is impossible!"
"Crack" the whole body of the pot shattered into pieces in his hands, and a vast ocean poured down. Seeing that Xiang Que's Dao Realm was about to be filled, he quickly opened the Dao Realm and filled it.
Water was released from it.
This was a sudden change. The body of the pot was broken, the ocean was out of control, and the restrictions in the water naturally disappeared. Only then did Xiang Que open the Taoist realm and release it.
Then I saw that the sky above Zi Xuantian seemed to have a hole, and a sea fell down in an instant.
Xiang Que's Tao Realm was restored to its original state, the eighteen levels of hell continued to operate, and the breath of heaven flowed into it again.
Xiang Que narrowed his eyes and said, "Believe it or not, no matter how many immortal magic weapons you can take out, no matter what level they are, I can break them for you..."
Zi Xiao's face was stunned and at a loss, and her heart suddenly sank.
After all, he had previously thought of relying on the several magical weapons on his body to survive and break Xiang Que's purgatory map, but who would have thought that the other party used some unknown method to break his magical weapons.
Zi Xiao was completely panicked, unable to make a comeback, and was trapped in it again. Wasn't this the rhythm of being consumed to death?
At the same time, Xiang Que didn't want to delay any longer. He ran the eighteen pictures of purgatory with all his strength, and even mobilized the fighting spirits in hell to attack him.
Gradually, the aura on Zixiao's body was passing away rapidly, and others also lost the ability to resist. After several powerful fighting spirits surrounded him, they were so forced that they could not escape.
Zhu Chungang and others looked at this scene in the Taoist world in shock. They were horrified. Could it be that a saint was so completely trapped to death?
Xiang Que was not surprised at all, because he had already learned the lesson in the eighteen levels of hell. If he had waited until he reached the realm of the Great Sage, he would have trapped even a Great Sage to death.
However, every time he uses the Eighteen-Level Purgatory Diagram, he himself suffers a huge loss. He would not have taken this step if he had not been forced to do so.
As time passed slowly, Xiang Que's aura gradually became weaker, supporting the movement of the majestic Heavenly Dao aura, making his consumption somewhat unable to keep up.
At this time, Xiang Que's body was already soaked to the skin, his vision was even a little blurry, and his body swayed a few times and he couldn't stand still.
But on the other hand, Zi Xiao, who was trapped in purgatory, had shrunk horribly. All his flesh and blood had been consumed, leaving only skin and bones. His eyes also showed a tendency to become distracted.
"Ugh!" Yu Qiuyang, Lao Dao and Lin Wenhe simultaneously took out a bottle of pills from their bodies and threw them over.
"This is specially made in the General's Mansion. It is specially used to replenish Qi and blood. It is enough to support a Daluo Golden Immortal to return to his peak state. It is very rare. There are only two in a bottle!"
Xiang Que was speechless, stretched out his hand to crush all three porcelain bottles, and then swallowed them all in one gulp.
In an instant, a weak breath circulated throughout his body.
Lin Wenhe said speechlessly: "If I eat so much, I will burst. He is good. Why doesn't he seem to have quenched his thirst? He is indeed a saint. I am afraid of it!"
Xiang Que only regained a little blood, but it was enough for him, because he only needed to be able to outlast Zi Xiao.
Zi Xiao in the picture of purgatory, with his thin body, his aura was almost too weak at this time. His body slowly slid to the ground without moving, and several fighting spirits pounced on him.
Biting hard.
"Is this the end?" Zhu Chungang said in disbelief.
Xiang Que said: "The eighteen levels of hell are the dojo of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, which is used to imprison and suppress the fighting spirits left over from ancient times. Most of those fighting spirits are in the realm of saints and great saints. Perhaps it is more likely that there is a certain
Emperor, even they will be trapped in it and eventually their body and soul will be destroyed, how can he survive?"
Everyone was speechless. Indeed, those powerful fighting souls in ancient times were finally exhausted and scattered. What's more, Zi Xiao had only entered the Holy Realm for a few years.
The realm of Tao opened, and Zixiao's body fell from it.
The Four Zhuxian Swords flew quickly and then landed on the opponent's head. Xiang Que's spiritual consciousness penetrated into his body and examined him carefully.
After a while, Xiang Que also sighed and said: "He is so dead that even his soul has been dissipated..."
At this time, blood rain suddenly fell from the sky.
There was a slight silence in Zixuantian, and those fighting temporarily stopped.