Taoist Duobao has many magic weapons, but this time he uses the treasure at the bottom of his box. He has always treated this as a life-saving magic weapon, because this thing will be scrapped after one use, but it can save his life!
The original deity was sandwiched among thousands of clones, flying out in dozens of directions from the sky to the ground. They were so densely packed that it was impossible to tell which ones were real.
Nan Sijin frowned and said: "Dragon King, there is no need to chase anymore. Just run away after one. After all, the others have stayed."
Ao Zheng said "hmm" and pulled out the dragon claw from Fairy Sanxiao's body. The other party's eyes were distracted and her soul had been pierced. Then she closed her eyes and slowly fell down.
At the same time, when Empress Shiji took out a piece of blood essence from her eyebrows, she immediately transformed into a powerful figure wearing brocade clothes and a laurel crown on her head.
This is a wisp of divine thought from Master Tongtian, which can be used to perform Immortal Emperor's Strike, and it is also used by Empress Shiji to save her life.
"Bastard, who is so bold and dares to kill my Biyou Palace disciple?" After the Tongtian Divine Thought came out, he scolded him.
Ao Zheng frowned, but looked directly at the spiritual thoughts of the Tongtian Cult Leader without any fear.
It's just a spiritual thought. The Black Dragon King will definitely not be killed by it. If the leader of Tongtian Cult really arrives, he may choose to turn around and run away.
Ao Zheng said calmly: "It's just spiritual thoughts. You can scare ordinary great saints, but you can't do it to me!"
Leader Tongtian snorted coldly and said: "Black dragon? Ao Guang's brother? Haha, I can't kill you, but I can severely injure you with one blow. It will take at least a thousand years for you to recover. You
Are you willing to risk such a high price to kill my disciple? It’s not worth it, is it?”
Ao Zheng frowned slightly, but then he heard Nan Sijin say: "Not necessarily, it's just spiritual thoughts, and they can't run wild in the Dead Sea!"
Leader Tongtian turned his head and said: "What a crazy tone..."
"Buzz!"
Nan Sijin had no expression on his face, stretched out his hand and pinched a seal, instantly activating the formation in the Dead Sea.
Suddenly, a long dragon appeared on the dome again.
It was a long dragon made of countless electric arcs. It was comparable to a catastrophe. After falling from the sky, it struck at the spiritual will of the leader of Tongtian.
Tongtian's face changed drastically, his expression was surprised, and there was a bit of a strange feeling. He immediately shouted: "If you touch my disciples of Biyou Palace, you will wait for me to come to the death sea."
Old Huangpizi sneered and said: "How dare you? If you dare to come to the Dead Sea, are you afraid that the Nine-tailed Demon Fox and the Fighting Holy Ape will appear, and the two demon emperors will join forces again and force you to return to Biyou Palace to cultivate for a thousand years?"
"Click"
The thunderbolt fell and struck straight over. The leader of the Tongtian cult quickly raised his hand and dragged it upwards.
"boom!"
The sky thunder pierced through the divine thoughts that reached the sky, and his figure slowly disappeared into the air, dissipating into nothingness with one blow.
Tongtian is definitely feeling aggrieved. As an Immortal Emperor, he should have great reputations, but who would have thought that Xiang Que would suffer one after another.
Empress Shi Ji's expression immediately stiffened. She couldn't help but swallow, and opened her mouth with difficulty and said, "My master will definitely come."
Black Dragon King Ao Zheng waved his hand and imprisoned her in his hands. Nan Sijin said calmly: "Then you just wait in Tiandao City for him to take you back..."
In less than half an hour, Biyou Palace came to kidnap Nan Sijin's disciples. Except for Taoist Duobao who escaped, Empress Shiji was captured, and all the others died.
Tiandao City's attack was quite swift and swift, not giving Biyou Palace any chance to struggle. Lao Huangpizi, Nan Sijin and others did not even lose a single hair.
At the other end, Taoist Duobao was running away in panic, and his thousands of clones were gradually dissipating. The clones condensed by this magic weapon can last for the duration of a stick of incense. Once the time limit expires, he can only burn
His true self.
But this was enough for him to turn the corner.
Taoist Duobao glanced back, with an expression of surprise and uncertainty on his face, and at the same time very frightened. He had also seen the long dragon-like thunder from the sky just now, and knew that the master's spiritual mind must have been destroyed.
He did not expect that the formation in the Dead Sea would be so powerful that it could even erase the Immortal Emperor's divine thoughts.
Taoist Duobao also realized that even if the Black Dragon King did not come to help, it would be impossible for them to rob Nan Sijin.
A few days later, Taoist Duobao, disheveled and embarrassed, fled to the edge of the Dead Sea, where he crawled and remained motionless, almost hiding himself in a mouse cave.
The large formation above the head has not been withdrawn yet, so Tiandao City is probably still searching for him.
Taoist Duobao gritted his teeth and said: "Are you so cruel? Everyone in Biyou Palace is dead, and I am the only one left. Do we have to kill them all?"
Taoist Duobao was very angry. The loss this time was really too great. He alone had lost several magic weapons. If he wanted to make up for it in the future, there would be basically no chance.
Moreover, he is still hiding his head and tail, waiting in embarrassment for the formation to open, and then leave the Dead Sea as soon as possible.
Taoist Duobao was afraid of being killed, and he didn't want to stay here for a moment.
A hundred years passed by in a flash.
On the other side, Xiang Que is in retreat, and the fourth major station of restoration, the Hall of Ecstasy, has finally been completed.
Young Master and Yinggu looked at him helplessly. They estimated that they were going to have another inhuman experience.
"Go, you two..."
More than three hundred years of retreat, generally speaking, have had a very good effect on Xiang Que. The Lotus Terrace, the Support Pavilion, the Hall of Ecstasy and the Evil Dog Ridge have all re-established themselves in the Taoist world.
Normally, one of these four stations may take about a thousand years to complete, but with the body of Sun Owl, the time is greatly shortened.
Then there is the little tiger. The corpse of Sun Owl is much cheaper for him. The remnant soul that was originally relatively light has almost become substantial. Xiang Que estimates that if he is given more supplements, it may be better.
It can be condensed into an entity.
However, even if it becomes a physical entity, it is impossible to return to the cultivation level of the Demon Emperor. This is unlikely. At most, it would be good to be able to return to the cultivation level of the Great Sage, but Xiang Que estimates that it may have other uses.
After all, the Demon Emperor is still very capable.
"The rest will be an advantage for you. Don't let me down. I hope you can become my mount after I come out of seclusion..."
The previous mount, Dapeng, has left Xiangque to practice cultivation. Over the years, he has been traveling alone. If he had a mount, it would undoubtedly make it a lot easier for him.