Chapter 316 The war is over, the harvest is counted
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"Is King Xian dead?"
boom!
Dozens of thick and long tentacles suddenly flicked hundreds of boulders away.
Dragging the broken head, which was only about thirty meters away, he crawled out of the rubble.
"Not dead yet?!"
Xu Rui was shocked.
It was blown up by ten tons of explosives and hit hard by the collapsing mountain peak.
Even if a real Jindan cultivator is here, he still has to give an account when encountering such a situation.
The vitality of the ten thousand year old Tai Sui is simply terrifying.
Although he is not dead, King Xian is still in a miserable state now.
The hundreds of tentacles are only one-tenth of their original size, and only a small half of the large head, which is a hundred meters in diameter, is left.
Both eyes are gone.
The mouth is also half in length.
Turbulent yellow corpse water continued to seep out from the remaining flesh.
Even the living body is full of pits and pits, and there is almost no good place to be seen.
It can be said to be extremely miserable.
Suddenly, a stream of muddy yellow water flew out from the rocks, and was swallowed by Xianwang Taisui.
"That's the stagnant water of the underworld?!"
Xu Rui saw through the details of the yellow water flow at a glance.
Soon, it was seen that after swallowing the stagnant water of the underworld, King Xian's Tai Sui body was rapidly repairing.
"This guy really doesn't care about anything. No, I can't let you get what you want."
With a thought in his heart, an arc-jumping iron umbrella flew out.
It's the Thunder Umbrella.
As soon as the magic power was activated, the rhyme of thunder filled the air, and black clouds billowed in the air.
The jumping blue and white lightning is like a dragon and snake rolling endlessly.
Rumble…!
Rolling thunder shook the entire Zhelong Valley.
Looking up at the thunderclouds spreading nearly a hundred meters in the sky, Mrs. Xian Wang instinctively felt fear.
It's a pity that his original body has been sealed by Xu Rui, and coupled with the isolation of the Jiuxian Gourd, he can't command him at all.
Now he has swallowed up the once natal magic weapon, ‘Yellow Springs Dead Water’, to repair his physical body.
I no longer have any useful treasures in my hand to protect myself.
Without any choice.
We can only offer sacrifices to the ‘Netherworld Ghost Prison’.
Rolling darkness spread.
It's a pity that his figure has not been hidden before.
‘Boom’!
The mighty divine thunder, which was more than three feet thick, had already fallen from the sky and struck Xian Wang Old Tai Sui hard.
ah…!
The roar of pain resounded throughout Zhelong Valley.
The most powerful thunder is the nemesis of all evil spirits.
Visible to the naked eye, the corpse energy on his body was quickly dissipating like ice and snow under the bright sun.
His huge body also disappeared by several feet.
Unfortunately, Xu Rui's Thunder Umbrella only stores one thunderbolt, and it will be gone after use.
His own Five Thunder Zhengfa has not yet broken through to the eighth level. Even with the cooperation of Jing Lei, the power is not of much use against an old man like King Xian.
"Damn junior, when I recover, I will crush your bones to ashes and cast your soul into the eighteenth level of hell."
King Xian's painful and angry roar shook hundreds of miles.
As he spoke, the thick Nether Yin energy spread, quickly covering the figure of King Xian, and at the same time making most of the Zhelong Valley dark.
Xu Rui transformed into a golden crow and flew in the air, completely unable to see the figure of King Xian in the netherworld.
"Want to run?"
"How can I let you get what you want?"
Knead the secrets violently.
But the expected explosion never came.
"what happened?"
He left three tons of explosives in the twenty puppet carriages in the 'embedded passage'.
"Why didn't it explode?"
Although he didn't know the reason, he couldn't delay any longer.
Otherwise, it will not be easy to find King Xian once the black mist of the Netherworld has completely dissipated.
As soon as his heart moved, a pure sun mirror flew into the air.
The eight-foot giant mirror shed a ray of hot pure golden light. Wherever the light passed, the netherworld's black mist was quickly broken.
Soon they locked onto the figure of King Xian.
"This time, let me see how you escape."
Xu Rui's heart moved, and the black wood talisman rushed out. The wooden talisman flipped and quickly stopped.
On the exposed wooden rafters, there are iron paintings and silver hooks.
Golden Sword Talisman.
Xu Rui's heart moved.
Golden talismans like swimming fish flew out from it.
It turned into a golden sword about three feet long while still in mid-air. Under the guidance of Xu Rui's spiritual consciousness, lightning fell.
He has accumulated thousands of ninth-grade gold sword talismans in the past five years.
Like a tide, it rushed towards Tai Sui's physical body overwhelmingly.
ah…!
The shrill screams sounded again.
Thousands of pure yang sword energy and Tai Sui's physical body, which is yin in nature, are like the tip of a needle against the awn of wheat.
Every time the sword struck, the irritation made King Xian scream in pain.
Wait until all the sword energy is eliminated.
The remaining Tai Sui body of King Xian had completely turned into a pile of rotten meat cut into pieces by the sword energy.
Seeing this, Xu Rui breathed a sigh of relief.
He had tried his best and even used many off-target moves. If he still couldn't kill King Xian, he wouldn't use any more moves.
The eighth-level spells are useful to ordinary monks, but to the huge King Xian, they are like scratching an itch and are useless at all.
Xu Rui observed for a while before swooping down and transforming into a human body.
Out of caution, he released Kunlun from the Brewmaster's gourd.
Let Kunlun explore the way first.
Only when you get really close can you truly feel the enormity of Xianwang Taisui's body.
Even if it's just the remaining part, it's like a small blue-gray meat mountain.
too big.
Just about to step forward again.
The size of a millstone, a thick blue-black spiritual light rushed towards Kunlun like lightning. It was as fast as light and electricity.
Kunlun didn't seem to react, and was dumbfounded.
It wasn't until the stream of light came within three feet that he suddenly opened his mouth and took a breath.
The art of chewing iron.
The momentum of the light, coupled with the powerful devouring power of the eighth-grade inferior iron-chewing technique, was swallowed directly.
Accompanied by a scream.
King Xian died completely under Xu Ruijin's fingers.
"Huh, I guess you have this trick."
With the body gone, taking the body is almost the only option.
"Kill the Tai Sui demon in the false elixir stage and refine it to get five marrow cleansing points."
"Five marrow cleansing points?"
Xu Rui was surprised.
According to the previous practice, there is one marrow cleansing point in the early stage of the Golden Elixir, two in the middle stage of the Golden stage, and four in the late stage of the Golden stage.
King Xian, an old man, gave five of them at once.
There is one more than the ordinary golden elixir in the later stage.
But considering his huge size and powerful body, it doesn't seem strange.
With King Xian's ability, if he hadn't used explosives to blow up half of his body before, even the Golden Pill cultivator might not be able to get away with it.
After heaving a sigh of relief, he opened the gold finger panel and took a look.
When he first escaped from the underground, after adding a marrow washing point, he still had 7.1 points left. Now after adding 5 points, it became 12.1 points.
Made a lot of money.
A thrilling battle of wits has come to an end here.
He activated the Lingbao Puppet Technique and quickly took control of the ownerless ‘Netherworld Ghost Prison’, which was an inferior eighth-grade spiritual weapon.
As soon as he used his magic power, the black mist in the sky quickly retreated, and soon it condensed into a ball of billowing mist in his palm. After playing with it for a while, he put it in his palm.
Looking at the mess on the ground, he frowned.
Everything in the tomb was suppressed underneath. If you want to clean it up, you can only rely on the Five Ghost Moving Technique.
But it's broad daylight now, the sun is shining, and it's not the time to let the five ghosts out yet.
Suddenly, a fishy smell came.
When I turned around, I saw billowing gray-white mist coming from a distance.
It is the poisonous mist in the poisonous valley.
Without the constraints of the formation, they have completely spread. Wherever they pass, all vegetation and creatures are corroded.
Fortunately, after this shocking change, the center of Zhelong Valley has been reduced to ruins, so it doesn't matter.
He recalled Kunlun, transformed into the body of the Golden Crow again, spread his wings and flew into the distance.
Soon he also discovered many monks who were originally blocked by Poison Valley.
Compared with Master and Disciple Liao Yin, the Three Friends of Wushan, the Two Demons of Obsession, and others who had already died in the landslide, they were lucky.
Although I didn't catch any big treasures, I also got a lot of elixirs from Zhelong Valley.
I found a cave high up in Zhelong Valley and went in. I patted the Jiuxian gourd and the body of King Xian appeared in front of me.
The situation was urgent at the time and I didn't have time to look at it. Only now did I think about it.
Wearing a crown inlaid with gold and jade, two writhing golden dragons are coiled around the crown. The dragon's mouth is facing each other. A bead the size of a child's fist, red as fire and shaped like an eyeball, is located in the dragon's mouth.
The style of the crown was the same as what he saw in the illusion of the back hall of Huixian Palace.
The golden crown fit tightly with King Xian's flesh, as if they were glued together.
His face had turned purple, and he no longer had the majestic look in the illusion.
He is wearing a black jade armored robe with dragon patterns, which has been damaged over the past two thousand years.
Hold hands tightly.
In the left hand is an apple-sized walnut, and in the right hand are some overlapping black jade rings.
After a brief look, Xu Rui opened his mouth and sprayed.
The scorching true fire of the sun enveloped the body of King Xian.
He was too lazy to touch King Xian's body, so he simply burned it.
Anything that his ninth-grade superior sun true fire cannot burn must be the treasure he wants. If it burns away, it is not precious to him. If it is gone, it is gone.
The real fire quickly refined the body of King Xian.
In the end, only three things were left.
A red-gold crown surrounded by two dragons.
Thirty-six consecutive black jade strings.
And an apple-sized walnut with a reddish-gold surface.
He stretched out his hand and a black jade ring flew into his palm.
There are thirty-six jade rings in total, about the size of copper coins.
Each one has a divine pattern engraved on the front.
The opposite is different.
Most of them are flat, with no abnormalities visible, except for three that are a little different.
Behind one is a blue dragon.
Behind one is a big black toad.
On the back of the last one is a tall, strong, grinning green-haired ape.
The three animal patterns are not fixed, but are constantly rotating in the jade ring, like living creatures.
Peering into it with his spiritual consciousness, Xu Rui felt a restrained Taoist charm.
"Blue dragon soul, eighth grade medium, innate water spirit body (544‰)."
"The Soul of the Black Toad, the eighth grade lower grade, the acquired spirit body (88%)."
"Mandrill soul, eighth grade medium, acquired wood spirit body (76%)."
"Soul-binding lock?!"
This was far beyond his expectation. According to Gui Blowing Lantern, he originally thought it was a magical weapon, but he didn't expect it to be wrong.
Put three jade rings with animal patterns in front of your eyes.