The round-faced old man said bluntly: "If you don't use it, you will die. If you use it, you will die. If you ask me, let's save your life for the time being."
"When the master comes, the five of us will try our best to explain."
"I think he will be lenient because of the Qi of Creation and the fact that no one in China is available for the time being."
The black-faced old woman quickly agreed: "Yes, the boat will straighten out when it reaches the bridge. If it doesn't work, let's put the blame on the dead old man Hong."
"With him taking the blame, if the five of us speak the same language, the master's side should be able to escape."
Sleeping Monster burst into tears with laughter, high-fived and praised: "Mr. Jin, you are really good at it."
"You caused old man Hong to die innocently and tragically, and now you are pouring dirty water on him."
"Tsk, I want him to die with his eyes open."
The black-faced old woman counterattacked forcefully: "I am thinking about everyone. If you want to die, no one will stop you."
"Go, the thing that contains the thunder calamity is behind it. If you run into it, you'll be sure to die completely."
The old sleeping monster's eyes were spitting fire and he said: "You are not dead, how can I dare to die?"
"In terms of age, I am younger than you, so I will definitely live longer than you."
"Youdao is the most poisonous woman. You really opened my eyes."
The round-faced old man scolded angrily: "Are you two done?"
"At a critical moment of life and death, we are still wasting our energy on fighting over words."
"It's a big joke, isn't it?"
As he said that, he struggled to catch up with Blind Tong and said, "We can't wait any longer. In one minute at most, we will be overtaken by those two golden lights."
"Thirty-six types of life derived from the way of heaven, with the true dragon as the leader."
"The true form of a true dragon carries the aura of thunder and calamity. If I guess correctly, what it represents is part of the way of heaven."
"Even if it is not the complete way of heaven, it is not something that a mortal body can resist."
"As the master of the true dragon, Lingxi obviously mastered the secret of the true form of the true dragon earlier."
"So, we were tricked by her."
"This damn girl..."
Blind Tong sighed silently and said decisively: "Follow me."
He suddenly changed direction and rushed towards Kyoto's Gale Mountain.
The cultivators in the semi-immortal realm hurried on their way, and in just a few dozen seconds, five people stood on the top of the mountain.
Seeing the golden light streaking across the sky and rushing down, Blind Tong flipped his right hand, and a simple black key was thrown into the air.
He made hand gestures and muttered words.
"collapse."
The earth trembled and the mountains shook, birds and beasts ran away, and colorful rays of light hung across the mountains.
Red, orange, yellow, green, blue and purple, connected layer by layer, extremely gorgeous.
Blind Tong knelt down and respectfully shouted: "Please protect me, Master."
"Click."
The glow faded, and the sound of light footsteps sounded.
Right in front of the key, a young man wearing a purple robe appeared.
His face was slightly blurred, and his eyes were as deep as the sea.
Stepping on the void with your feet, lotuses grow at every step.
Facing the golden light of thunder and calamity emitted by the real dragon, he did not retreat but advanced, meeting it with his palms.
The two collided, with an understatement, silently.
There was no release of spiritual power, so everything was calm.
The golden light has disappeared.
The figure of the young man disintegrated in the wind and fell into pieces.
He finally looked at Blind Tong who was kneeling on the ground and the four sleeping monsters who were frightened, and said with murderous intent: "If you fail to succeed, you will fail."
"Whoever caused the trouble will bring it up to me."
In the secret room, Lingxi woke up in a daze.
She looked around blankly, blinked curiously, "All dead?"
