Before Si Wuxie's spiritual consciousness could react, he saw thick purple energy descending from the ninth level of Xin Xiaoqi's sea of consciousness, which was like night.
Si Wuxie's spiritual consciousness couldn't help being horrified when he saw the mellow purple energy, carrying the power of the ancient gods in the world, and turned around to run away.
But a purple thunder came silently from the first level of Xin Xiaoqi's sea of consciousness. For a moment, he couldn't move at all.
"Rumble", as if in the sea of consciousness, a shocking sound sounded, and the purple energy hit the illusory consciousness, as if it were real, making the sound of mountains and rivers breaking. In just a moment,
, the spiritual consciousness of Si Wuxie was burned cleanly by the purple energy.
Si Wuxie's spiritual consciousness did not escape at all. Before it was destroyed, he shouted in horror: "You are a god..." and then completely disappeared.
Si Wuxie's consciousness dissipated, but the energy that protected the consciousness was nourished without any waste. Xin Xiaoqi's third sea of consciousness was suddenly opened half way.
Xin Xiaoqi's heart was filled with joy. With a sweep of his second and a half consciousness, he saw all the expressions of the tens of thousands of people in Jianqi Square, including Chen Gou's worried expression.
Xin Xiaoqi was immediately moved beyond measure. Senior brother Chen Gou always took such good care of him. Xin Xiaoqi quickly jumped up and said softly: "Thank you, senior brother, for the purple thunder. Otherwise, I still wouldn't be able to kill Siwu."
A trace of evil consciousness."
"Congratulations, little friend. I didn't expect that you could control me... cough, so many years of spiritual consciousness, but you could wipe it out so easily." Kong Wen, who fell down on the Sword Qi Square,
The monk said weakly.
Xin Xiaoqi looked at Monk Kong Wen and couldn't tell whether he was happy or sad. He asked curiously: "Si Wuxie, is he a clone of an alien god?"
"Not bad...cough!" Monk Kongwen replied, coughing up a large mouthful of blood.
At this time, the tears on Bai Ling's pretty face had not completely dried. She walked up to Xin Xiaoqi and whispered: "Congratulations to Senior Brother Xin for surviving the catastrophe and improving your cultivation level."
"No, no, no, Junior Sister Bai Ling is too polite. I have to thank you and Senior Bai Ze for taking care of me." Xin Xiaoqi quickly waved her hand.
Bai Linglihua smiled miserably and said, "It's a pity that grandpa is no longer here."
"Senior Bai Ze is not here, so why don't you still have me? It'll be fine."
"Really?" Bai Ling asked Xin Xiaoqi, then turned to the many disciples of Jian Zong and Jian Ganyi.
When Xin Xiaoqi saw her, her head immediately got big. This was Bai Ling's trick again. Sure enough, the more beautiful the woman, the deeper the trick.
Jian Ganyi, Jian Siliu and Jian Wuqi, heads of Jian Zong, looked at Xin Xiaoqi and Bai Ling. Based on the relationship between Jian Zong and Xin Xiaoqi, the relationship between Bai Ling and Xin Xiaoqi, well, this matter is a bit complicated.
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Bai Ling, who was petite and exquisite, suddenly walked up to the Jian Zong disciples and Jian Gan and a few others. He bowed sincerely and said, "Dear Jian Zong brothers, Bai Ling expresses his deep remorse for the harm caused by Yaoshan to Jian Gan.
I mourn deeply, if Jian Zong wants Yaoshan to compensate, there is nothing wrong with it."
"But please look at the demon clan and monster beasts in the Monster Mountain. They are also my incompetent senior brother. They were deceived by Dongshan and caused such a tragedy. I also ask all the sword masters, there are a lot of them. Don't bear grudges against the demon clan. For the sake of this,
In this battle, in front of the warriors who died due to the instigation of dissension, we two groups who have been hurt by each other should forgive each other."
Many disciples of Jian Zong all looked at Jian Ganyi.
Jian Ganyi looked at Xin Xiaoqi, Chen Gou, Bai Ling, and Jian Wuqi, and sighed: "Since we are all victims, we don't need to ask too much. There is only one way for me to be poor." !”
Bellington was overjoyed and asked quickly: "Senior, please tell me!"
"The demon clan is not allowed to leave the demon mountain for five hundred years."
When all the demon clan heard what Jian Gan said, they all happily thanked Jian Gan.
Bai Ling also said happily: "Thank you for your generosity, senior. From now on, Jian Zong will be the most noble friend of Yaoshan, and of course Shangxiao Sect."
Bai Ling's charming red phoenix eyes looked towards King Xin Xiaoqi. Looking at the charming and charming eyes, Xin Xiaoqi suddenly felt dizzy and said softly: "Congratulations to Junior Sister Bai Ling."
Bai Ling rolled her eyes at Xin Xiaoqi with an angry look. Xin Xiaoqi lowered her head. Bai Ling moved towards the sword in a funny way: "Senior, Bai Ling will take the demon tribe back to the Demon Mountain right now and abide by the promise of senior."
At this moment, Monk Kong Wen on the side suddenly interrupted the words of several people and said: "The poor monk is about to die..., before he dies... I still want to..." To do a good deed, just before Jian Zong... was attacked,... Xin Xiaoyou's master Jin Jinren... Wen Qingya, Li Rui... The treasure arhat used the black gauze on the little friend's body... to reach the Sanskrit sound, and was captured alive."
"... About the time Xiaoyou and Captain Cao were supporting the Jianzong, the Shangxiao Sect... was suffering from the Alliance of Qi and the Great Alliance of Light... and the siege of Sanskrit.”
After Monk Kong Wen said this, he took a strong breath and chanted loudly: "Amitabha, hereby passes away!"
Monk Kong Wen's words shocked everyone present, especially Xin Xiaoqi, who felt like a thunderbolt flashing through his heart.
"How is it possible? Master Jin Jin has one sword and five supernatural powers. Who in the world can keep him, let alone Master Li Rui and Wen Qingya together?...Baoxiang Arhat, Arhat? Sanskrit music actually has Arhat!"
At this time, Chen Gou stepped forward and patted Xin Xiaoqi on the shoulder, saying softly: "Junior brother, don't be afraid, as long as we are here, we can reverse it."
Jian Wuqi also stepped forward and said: "Yes, I will bring the Jianzong brothers to support."
Jian Gan nodded and said, "Yes, not only the disciples of the Jian Sect will go, but I will go too."
Zhu Gang perked up and murmured: "Boss, should we kill the Arhats of Sanskrit first, or should we kill the mob that besieged Shangxiao first?"
"Should we save Wen Qingya, Master Jin Jin, and Master Li Rui first, or should we assist the Shangxiao Sect first?" Xin Xiaoqi was in confusion.
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In the palace, on the tall observatory, Jijiu's old eyes looked at the ruins of the statue. Surrounded by the shadows of the Five Emperors, the Holy Emperor Zhu Houzhao, who was not panicked at all, murmured: "Si Wuxie , it seems that you are here prepared."
Saint Emperor Zhu Houzhao, under the control of Si Wuxie, laughed and said: "My divine consciousness has long seen the three emperors and five emperors in the forbidden place. You are right. I have been prepared for it. I also know that you The Ming Dynasty has the Three Emperors Seal, but now that Captain Cao has gone to Jianzong, if there are only five emperors in the formation, I feel it is not enough."
The tall Confucian robe of Jijiu shook slightly and said softly: "Since you want the Three Emperors Formation, you can get it."
I saw the sacrificial wine on the high observatory, facing the large altar with Tailao, Wuqi and Sanjiu, gently chanting: "Jiu Zheng is responsible for the decree of wine, and the wine materials are taught according to the method.
...Distinguish the three types of wine. The first is called Shijiu, the second is called past wine, and the third is called Qingjiu. Distinguish the four types of wine. The first is called Qing, the second is called Medicine, the third is called syrup, and the fourth is called elixir."
The Master Liquor picked up the wine, old wine, and sake on the altar in turn, and bounced them toward the sky, the ground, and the air. When the drops of wine bounced off, in mid-air, a sudden light burst out, and the divine light shone for an instant.
Looking at the night sky, it is like a piece of transparency.
In the palace, three phantoms appeared. The first one was a wise middle-aged man wearing animal clothes and disheveled hair. The light of endless wisdom shrouded the surroundings. There was a diagram of the Eight Diagrams on his head, and the wind, rain, thunder and fire all around him suddenly disappeared.
Appear suddenly.
The second figure, a shadow with huge horns, appeared. As soon as this figure appeared, it was surrounded by countless vegetation and pills.
The third person is a majestic figure, wearing a golden emperor's robe, with a nine-beaded crown on his head. He has a world-swallowing aura and is powerful in the void. The golden sword beside him keeps spinning on its own.
Holy Emperor Yuan Houzhao, controlled by Si Wuxie, nodded with satisfaction and murmured: "Not bad, not bad, this is what he looks like."
At this moment, around the palace, countless Imperial Guards wearing flaming red armor rushed to the scene, and Mi Yue's light figure appeared on the wall of the palace in the distance.
Si Wuxie's spiritual consciousness was in the body of Holy Emperor Yuan Houzhao, and he felt that tens of thousands of people were looking at him. He laughed and said: "To be honest, I still prefer this feeling of being the center of attention."
"In this case, in the words of your Ming court, it is indecent to come but not to reciprocate. Come out, my dear Satan Phantom."
Suddenly, thick black energy burst out around Holy Emperor Yuan Houzhao. The endless black energy spread around. From the endless black energy, a three-eyed sheep-headed Satan with a red body and eight wings slowly walked out.