"Congratulations to senior on your successful Nirvana."
A heartfelt smile appeared on Tang Xuanming's face. The sacrificial spirit could truly get rid of the imprisonment of its original body and would not perish in the following days. Butian Pavilion would naturally be free of crisis.
And he can truly achieve his goal. When Kunpeng's lair appears, he can choose to go there to compete without hesitation.
As a descendant of Butian Pavilion, he would naturally be able to get the ticket.
"And there is no need to hide my identity anymore. Chi You is me, the God of Cooking at Baiduan Mountain is me, and the disciples of Butian Pavilion are me."
"Thank you for bringing back the Fountain of Youth and the Heaven-Mending Technique."
The green vines swayed, and the sounds made by the worshiping spirits were no longer old, revealing the unique vitality of young people.
"Senior, are you back to your peak now? I feel that your power is even stronger than before."
The sacrificial spirit was silent for a moment, and just when Tang Xuanming thought he would not answer, a sound like thunder sounded in his ears.
"No, I haven't truly recovered to my peak yet. Now I am only at the peak of the Venerable Domain."
"Then why do I feel that you are more terrifying now?"
Tang Xuanming asked "innocently". Anyway, his age is not a secret in Butian Pavilion. He is less than ten years old until now. Although he looks like an adult on the outside, in fact he is an out-and-out child.
"hehe!"
The sacrifice spirit smiled and explained to Tang Xuanming in a friendly manner: "Although I have not yet entered the realm of gods, I have got rid of the original imprisonment. I can enter that level at any time. It is not a question of whether I can or not.
It’s a question of whether you are willing or not.”
Tang Xuanming's eyes suddenly lit up.
With the guarantee of offering sacrifices to spirits, he could freely use Wushuang in Kunpeng's lair without fear of any problems.
puff!
Tang Xuanming hadn't finished his excitement yet. The unparalleled and extremely terrifying spirit-sacrifice aura in front of him suddenly declined rapidly. No, it was not a decline. The aura had improved a bit more than the original one and became even more powerful. However, it gave Tang Xuanming
Xuan Ming has a feeling of being strong on the outside but dry on the inside.
Like a dying snake, a tree that is about to wither.
"this……"
"Don't be too panicked. Now that you have escaped death, you naturally have to settle accounts with those old friends. If I don't weaken a little, those old friends won't dare to come."
Tang Xuanming understood instantly and his face suddenly turned pale.
He crushed a white bone in his hand and screamed: "Pavilion Master, it's not good. Pavilion Master, there is something wrong with the sacrifice of the spirit. The sacrifice of the spirit is going to die!"
Very cooperatively, as Tang Xuanming screamed, the momentum of the sacrifice spirit became more and more declining, and a heavy twilight aura covered the body of the sacrifice spirit. The gray and defeated aura made people feel shocking.
The master of Butian Pavilion, who was the first to arrive here, saw such a scene at a glance. At that time, his face turned pale, and he murmured to himself: "Is God going to destroy me, Butian Pavilion? Even with such sacrifices, we will still have a good time."
end?"
Liu Zu floated out of the void mysteriously, with a look of despair on his face as he looked at the sacrificial spirit whose aura was constantly declining and seemed to be about to die. He raised his hand and put it down again, with crystal tears shining in his eyes.
The bearded and wild-looking Patriarch Mu Yan changed his past majesty and rushed to the side of the sacrificial spirit in disbelief. Feeling the terrible aura of decay, his body was trembling uncontrollably.
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The master of the pavilion has the highest status and is also the person who reacts the fastest. He stared at the sacrifice spirit with a solemn face and sighed: "The old man has lived a long time since he lived in ancient times to the present sacrifice spirit. We should not be sad.
, let’s arrange it according to our previous plan.”
"Let the most talented group of disciples withdraw from Butian Pavilion one by one and prepare to face the most terrifying ordeal."
A group of senior executives of Butian Pavilion left with sad faces, and then the turmoil in Butian Pavilion began to continue.
The most talented genius disciples disappeared one after another. The big shots from Butian Pavilion arranged an escape route and evacuated from Butian Pavilion in advance.
The vast ancient books in the Sutra Pavilion disappeared one after another.
Even the dullest Butian Pavilion disciples noticed something was wrong after two months in a row. Butian Pavilion, which was originally bustling with people, was silent on weekdays, as quiet as a ghost town.
"Let this situation last as long as it lasts. It's best to evacuate Butian Pavilion quietly."
The current master of Butian Pavilion is mentally and physically exhausted. After only two months in his prime, his hair has turned white and he looks aged and tired.
Tang Xuanming was shocked when he saw the appearance of the master of Butian Pavilion. He felt that it was a bit too much.
"Are we going too far towards the Pavilion Masters by doing this?"
"No, only by doing this can those top people truly believe that Butian Pavilion is at the end of its rope and that I will soon face death."
The withered and yellow sacrificial spirit looked like it was about to be broken into several pieces. It climbed up from the ground nimbly, like a snake, and looked around mischievously before making a crisp sound.
"People who have reached the pinnacle of spiritual practice like the Sky-Swallowing Bird have incredibly sharp spiritual senses. They will sense even the slightest flaw and then dissipate without success."
"Then how do you make those people believe that your life has come to an end? The news about Butian Pavilion is well hidden, and no disciple has spread the news to the outside world. Do you want me to take the initiative to leak your situation?
"
Having said this, Tang Xuanming couldn't help but applaud Butian Pavilion.
At the most critical moment of Butian Pavilion, when the sacrificial spirit was sleeping or even about to die, no one in Butian Pavilion leaked the news. Everyone guarded Butian Pavilion wholeheartedly.
"No need, you leaking the news would be too revealing..."
The withered, yellow and decaying vines in front of him grew taller and taller. Tang Xuanming instinctively knew that something was wrong. When he saw the withered, yellow and decaying vines, he suddenly twitched.
A spiritual mountain in front of him collapsed on the spot, and a bottomless abyss appeared in the area where the spiritual mountain was located.
Gulu!
Tang Xuanming couldn't help but swallowed. He didn't even see how the sacrifice spirit took action.
Boom!
There seemed to be a magnitude 12 earthquake inside Butian Pavilion, and dark and terrifying cracks spread from Butian Pavilion.
The guardian of the Scripture Collection Pavilion, Mr. Liu, looked at the empty Scripture Collection Pavilion and sighed heavily. His eyes, which were originally full of vicissitudes of life, soon became sharper.
The Master of Butian Pavilion, whose hair had turned gray, walked up to Mr. Liu and said in a deep voice: "Let's go, leave here. The sacrificial spirit has completely lost its mind and only has instinct. It is not completely out of control now. When it is completely out of control,
The entire Butian Pavilion will be destroyed by it."
"Those terrible enemies will appear one after another."