Long Xiaoshan's eyes narrowed and he almost yelled, "This old guy is so shameless. He took the body and said it in a high-sounding way."
But now, facing the soul of a golden elixir monk.
Long Xiaoshan was also very worried.
Because he doesn't know what level the other party is at.
After all, Jin Dan is too far away from him.
His mind was spinning, and while observing the surroundings with his heavenly eyes, he said humbly and condescendingly: "Senior, since you are a golden elixir monk, the world is huge, how can you be trapped here, why do you care about this little boy's mere body."
Beiming Zhenjun roared: "Do you think I think that if I hadn't been plotted by that bitch Duan Muling and destroyed my body, how would my ancestor have been trapped in the Dayan Divine Sky Formation? That bitch hindered his oath.
They couldn't kill me and were afraid that I would escape, so they actually sealed off a ten-mile radius and hired a couple to guard the place. My ancestor couldn't find anyone even if he wanted to seize the house. This bitch is so hateful."
Hear the mad roar of True Lord Beiming.
There is still a trace of Jindan Zhenjun's style.
But think about it.
Even if the True Monarch of the Golden Core was sealed in a place for more than a thousand years, that would be worse than death.
If you are not completely crazy, you are considered to be sane.
The person who trapped True Lord Beiming here was indeed ruthless.
Long Xiaoshan was moved and asked: "Is that couple's surname Sang?"
"Yes, you are smart." Zhenjun Beiming snorted coldly: "How can the ancestor's ability be limited by a burst of magic? The ancestor spent a lot of time cultivating a python demon, and then controlling the python demon, indirectly
They deceived the Sang family and asked them to enshrine their children with strong spiritual roots.
I, I kidnapped them into the cave and concentrated on cultivating them, hoping to cultivate an innate body for me to seize. Damn it, Duanmuling, that bitch, has already planted a secret hand in the blood of this couple. Their
As soon as I take away the blood of my descendants, they will conflict and their bodies will collapse.
So I can only deceive the Sang family again, saying that there is a curse in their bodies, and that this sacred mountain contains inherited items. Once an outsider breaks into the formation, I will ask the Sang family to lead the outsider into the cave to lift their curse.
I didn’t expect that this wait will last a thousand years. Boy, it seems that we are destined to be karmic and destined, so quickly hand over your body to our ancestors.”
The soul of True Lord Beiming whined and roared.
He vented his anger and finally couldn't hold it back any longer and rushed towards Long Xiaoshan.
The terrible cold air swept over, crackling.
Even the colorful rays of light could barely hold up, and were dim and dull.
"Mid-grade spiritual weapon, haha, I didn't expect you to still have some in stock. Although this thing is garbage in the eyes of the ancestor, the ancestor has just been born and doesn't have any magic weapons on hand, so he collected it first."
Beiming Zhenjun's ghost body spurted out a stream of black energy, turned into a huge ghost hand, changed in many ways, and landed on the colorful rays of light.
The colorful rays of light let out a sob.
Immediately afterwards, the light dimmed completely, shrunk into a ball, and was taken away by the ghost hand. The spiritual connection between the spiritual weapon and Long Xiaoshan was also severed.
Long Xiaoshan was shocked.
The Golden Core cultivator was really terrifying. Even if there was only one residual soul left, he would erase the mark of his soul on the spiritual weapon and take away his spiritual weapon. This method was something Long Xiaoshan had never seen before.
A terrible cold air swept over.
Lost the colorful glow cover.
Long Xiaoshan is like falling into an ice cave.
Even his blood demon power and true energy power can't resist it.
The blood flames and green flames that emerged from his body were sharply compressed to the body surface by the white air, and Long Xiaoshan's body was filled with solid ice, turning into an ice sculpture.
At this moment, Long Xiaoshan's eyebrows bloomed with golden light.
Wow!
A huge golden-armored god rushed out, with a mighty divine light, like an angry-eyed King Kong. With a loud roar, the god's eyes, nose, and mouth spurted out blazing flames, and his magical power was the True Fire of Samadhi.
Stab.
As soon as the extremely cold white air encountered the Samadhi True Fire, it could not withstand it and retreated one after another. The Samadhi True Fire swept up and collided with Beiming True Lord who rushed over to seize the body.
Wow wow wow——
As soon as it was burned by the Samadhi True Fire, the soul of Beiming Zhenjun shouted: "Samadhi True Fire, how can you use this magical power? No, your soul is actually the body of a god. Who are you?"
Samadhi True Fire is the famous immortal flame.
Nothing is burned.
True Lord Beiming had never thought that a mere Qi Refining monk could emit such magical flames.
His soul was burning and smoking, and in the blink of an eye, less than half of his soul was burned away.
"Xuanbinghanyan!"
True Monarch Beiming roared, and the white air from all around gathered together, turning into piercing white flames and strangled with the True Fire of Samadhi.
How can the Golden elixir monks take it easy?
After coming back to his senses, Beiming Zhenjun used his magical power to hold back the Samadhi True Fire. He stared at Long Xiaoshan with overwhelming resentment. His soul had been wasting away in the Dayan Divine Sky Formation for thousands of years, and it was already seriously damaged.
, and now he has been burned by the true fire of Samadhi, and once again lost half of his soul.
You must know that every time this soul is damaged, the foundation of the Tao will be damaged, and it will be extremely difficult to repair it in the future.
Now even after taking away his body, it is impossible for him to restore his previous life cultivation.
"No matter whether you are a human or a god, if you dare to hurt the ancestor, the ancestor will destroy your soul."
True Monarch Beiming roared with resentment. Although Long Xiaoshan was the body of a god, he could not scare a golden elixir monk. He was a powerful golden elixir and was known as the True Immortal of the Land. He had already jumped out of the three realms and had not entered reincarnation. How could he let ordinary gods go?
In the eyes.
True Lord Beiming raised a big hand that covered the sky, and black energy billowed, covering all directions.
Long Xiaoshan's mind moved and he released the Ghost Emperor.
A puff of black smoke rushed out. As soon as Gui Difu appeared, he saw the big hands covering the sky and the terrifying Jindan Yuanshen. His green face twisted in fear: "What, what is this?"
"Don't worry about anything, just stop him, otherwise we will both die." Long Xiaoshan yelled.
Seeing the big hand that covers the sky crushing it down, the Ghost Emperor also screamed wildly and sacrificed the Ten Thousand Souls Banner. A large number of fierce souls rushed out of the Ten Thousand Soul Banner and screamed fiercely. However, the big hand that covered the sky pressed down.
, all the fierce souls exploded, and even the Ten Thousand Souls Flag couldn't bear it, and snapped into two pieces.
The Ghost Emperor ignored his heartache, screamed strangely, took out a black seal again, and cast a ghost curse. The seal expanded to the size of a hill and flew out with a roar.
Boom!
The seal was directly knocked into the soil, and the ghost emperor's ghost body also exploded and writhed.
But it finally stopped for a moment.
Long Xiaoshan raised his hand and struck out with a flying knife.
A black light streaked across the void.
Poof!
The Black Nightmare Knife stabbed into Zhenjun Beiming's soul.
The dark demon lake shimmered on it, and the power of the soul of Beiming Zhenjun was drained out by the Black Nightmare Sword like a flood.
"Magic weapon, damn boy, you actually used a magic weapon to plot against our ancestor."
True Lord Beiming roared in anger.
The soul shook violently. I thought that a mere qi-refining monk would be able to catch him, but I didn't expect that this qi-refining monk would have such a variety of tricks.
