Lingxi was unconscious, and Blind Tong and the others did not dare to act rashly.
When the real dragon who closed his eyes and exhaled quietly opened his eyes, time seemed to be strangely frozen.
Two dazzling golden lights burned in the void and disappeared in a flash.
Blind Tong felt a chill in his heart, his scalp was numb and he said, "No, run away."
As he spoke, his figure disappeared from the spot.
Seeing that the situation was not good, Sleeping Monster and others followed Blind Tong's footsteps and hid.
Only the old man with a hooked nose seemed to be shocked by the scene in front of him and could not react for a moment.
"Bah."
The golden light penetrated the chest, but no blood spurted out.
He lowered his head in disbelief, murmured on his lips, and showed fear in his eyes.
The body was reduced to ashes under the corrosion of golden light, ignoring the suppression of spiritual power.
Including his soul, it was uncharacteristically difficult to break free.
"No."
He looked up to the sky and roared, his face ferocious.
"Wow."
As soon as the sound fell and the people dispersed, the spirit of the old man with a hooked nose was extinguished, and he could no longer die.
Outside Zhen'an Building, Tong Xiazi and the other five people fled frantically.
Because in the hidden place in the void, there is golden light "pressing closer".
The black-faced old woman was so frightened that her liver and gallbladder were split apart. She said in an ethereal voice: "Blind man, hurry up, find a way to stop it."
"If we don't get rid of this thing, we will definitely die."
Blind Tong's face was gloomy and hesitant.
The Sleeping Monster cursed viciously: "You crazy woman, you bitch, my boss and I have tried to persuade you to stop taking revenge."
"If you don't listen, you will provoke the real dragon to protect the Lord and indirectly kill Old Man Hong."
"The trouble you caused deserves death."
The black-faced old woman argued with each other: "What an afterthought, Young Master. I took action against Lingxi with everyone's unanimous consent."
"Before this, no one knew that the true dragon's fate would cause such a big commotion."
"If any of you were to use the Soul Capture Technique, the result would be as embarrassing as mine."
"It's just that I'm unlucky, being at the front."
The old sleeping monster was about to be sarcastic, but another round-faced old man stopped him and said, "Stop arguing. What you should be thinking about now is how to safely survive the death disaster in front of you."
"Blind man, with all due respect, the trump card left by the master must be used."
"Otherwise, we will be doomed today."
He turned his head with lingering fear, looking for the looming golden light behind him and said: "The moment Old Man Hong died, I clearly felt the power of Heaven's Thunder Tribulation in it."
"Under the thunder tribulation, all living beings are like ants."
"The same is true for semi-fairyland."
Blind Tong said uneasily: "The trump card left by the master is the only key to opening the creation pool of the Immortal Tomb."
"This key can be used twice a year, once to open the pool of creation for us to collect the energy of creation."
"The other one is just in case, just for us to save our lives."
"If it had been in previous years, I would have sacrificed it without any hesitation to deal with the golden light emitted by the true dragon without any need for you to remind me."
"But this year is quite special. At the beginning of the year, the master came to ask for the energy of creation as usual, and it was already used for the first time."
"Then, the demon involved with Lingxi robbed the earth soul blood of Daomen and Xuanmen."
"In order to ensure that the energy of creation has not been affected, we have no choice but to open the creation pool to check."
"In this case, there will be no second chance."
"The master has said it before. The key can only be used twice a year. Once the number is exceeded, the gate of the Creation Pond will be blocked for ten years."
"Ten years, even the master can't break in by force."
"Tell me, who will bear the responsibility?"
"With the master's temper, will he let us go?"
Blind Tong smiled sadly and said: "What awaits us will be death without a burial place."
