In the Suzaku Blessed Land, walking through the sycamore forest, Zhao Wuji came to a fire pond. He has been practicing in this blessed land for these years. He is really familiar with this place. With the protection of the blessed land, even if he tries to attack here
In the realm of Taoism, the outside world will not react.
Above the fire pool, the golden lotus was in full bloom, and a red-robed Taoist sat cross-legged on it. He was as skinny as firewood, with shriveled flesh and blood, his eye sockets were empty, his eyeballs had disappeared, and his whole body exuded a rotten aura, like a mummy that had been dead for a long time. Only
There is a green thread on the top of the head, spreading to unknown directions, retaining a little breath of life.
Seeing such a Taoist, Zhao Wuji fell to his knees.
"Zong Xiao Biyun, the Beast King, is about to be promoted to Taoist realm. Please ask the ancestor to take action!"
Grabbing the ground with his head and using his secret method, Zao Wuji made a sound of divine soul.
The next moment, a cold breath filled the air, the sound of a soul crying echoed, two clusters of red flames ignited in the empty eye sockets, and the Taoist who should have been dead raised his head again.
"Xiao Biyun, it turns out that this little kid can force you to wake me up. It seems that she is really about to succeed."
Hoarse words rang out, and Zhao Qianyang's words contained exhaustion and weakness that could not be concealed.
Taoism: Life hangs by a thread. This method can leave the last glimmer of life for the immortal cultivator and keep him in a state of suspended animation. However, accordingly, the immortal cultivator has to endure the pain of burning fire every moment. Once he cannot bear it anymore
, this technique will be ineffective.
When he returned from an ambush to kill the Han Cicada King using the magical power of Return of Light, Zhao Qianyang knew that his injuries were irreversible, so Zhao Qianyang used a life-threatening Taoist technique on himself, in order to leave the last trump card for the Zhao family.
"After this attack, I will really die, and the Zhao family will rely on you from now on."
His eyes fell on Zhao Wuji, and Zhao Qianyang let out a sigh, filled with regret and relief.
Hearing this, he felt the strong invincible will to die in Zhao Qianyang's body, and his heart was touched. Zhao Wuji knocked his head to the ground again.
"The younger generations are unworthy, and the ancestors are tired of this."
There was a bit of sobs in his words. As Li Huang, Zhao Wuji knew the price of hanging by a thread, which was to boil the soul like lamp oil.
After hearing this, Zhao Qianyang waved his hand as he looked at Li Huang who seemed to be showing his true feelings.
"Remember, don't let the Zhao family die in your hands. At the critical moment, you can abandon the Dali Dynasty and return to Zhongzhou with your people."
After the words fell, without saying anything more, the black hair on the top of his head was broken, and his body was completely rotten. Zhao Qianyang's Yang God walked out of the rotten body, transformed into a red bird, and rose into the sky wrapped in a sea of fire.
"Unworthy descendants send their ancestors a respectful tribute."
Looking at Zhao Qianyang's retreating figure, Zhao Wuji knocked his head on the ground again. At this moment, the sadness on his face had subsided, leaving only a cold look. He knew that once he left, Zhao Qianyang would never come back.< /p>
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In the Dangyun Mountains, thousands of miles of wind and clouds were stirred up, and the whirlpool above the Beast King Sect became larger and larger, swallowing up ideas from all directions, as if there was no end.
Bathing in it, I don’t know how many spiritual ideas have been swallowed up. Based on a little bit of the true meaning of the dream, integrating ten thousand years of cultivation, a round great pill slowly condensed in the body of the six-tailed demon fox.
Roar, roar loudly, a terrifying threat bursts out from the body of the fox demon, interacts with the heaven and earth, and interferes with the celestial phenomena. Seeing such a scene, everyone understands that this fox demon is really going to become the demon king.
Under the feedback of the fox demon, the soul grew rapidly, and the huge yin essence continued to squeeze. Guided by the power of the Yang Soul Pearl, the yin and yang were born, and a bit of real masculine essence began to be born deep in Xiao Biyun's soul.
There was a warm feeling in the originally cold soul, like bathing in a hot spring. Upon noticing such a change, Xiao Biyun burst out with joy from the bottom of her heart. This meant that she had passed the most important threshold. As long as she polished it further, she would be able to truly Once she stabilizes, even if she truly enters the Taoist realm, the world will be completely different from then on.
But at this moment, the murderous intention in the dark fell, his magical power was triggered, and Xiao Biyun saw his own death.
At the same time, sharp cries resounded across the sky and the earth, the sky was dyed red, a Suzaku turned into divine light, and the shadow of a large flag vaguely emerged from the distance, and it passed by Everywhere, the sky was torn apart, leaving scars that are difficult to heal.
"Zhao Qianyang? No!"
Understanding something, the sense of crisis in her heart exploded. Regardless of the possibility of her realm falling, Xiao Biyun mobilized all her strength and wanted to use all her strength to activate her magical power. However, at this time, her six-tailed fox demon was at a critical moment of a qualitative change in its demonic power. She wanted to There will inevitably be obstacles in activating magical powers, and it was this momentary obstacle that made her lose the possibility of counterattack.
With a click, the Suzaku divine light was brilliant and unrivaled. It instantly penetrated the Beast King Sect's formation, and then pierced the chest of the six-tailed demon fox in the eyes of countless people in disbelief, nailing it to the Beast King Sect. On Thang Long Peak.
"Zhao Qianyang, you have obviously fallen into a state of suspended animation. How could you appear at this time? Don't you want to live? The truth is reversed."
Letting out a painful cry, his narrow fox eyes were full of pain. Looking at the Suzaku flame flag piercing his chest, Xiao Biyun wanted to turn reality into reality and erase his injuries with the sluggish operation of his magical power.
But at this moment, a soft sigh sounded, and an illusory figure emerged from the giant red bird flame flag.
"What's the point of struggling at this point, Bohai."
Looking at Xiao Biyun who was still struggling, feeling that he had little strength left, Zhao Qianyang once again activated his magical power. In the next moment, blazing flames poured out from the Suzaku Flame Flag, sweeping across all directions and turning into a sea of fire, completely destroying Xiao Biyun. The six-tailed demon fox that Xiao Biyun transformed into enveloped her and burned her demon body.
Although his condition was extremely poor and he could only attack three times, Zhao Qianyang seized the best opportunity and decided the outcome with one strike. Either earlier or later, with Xiao Biyun's strange magical power, he might have survived.
Ah, the huge demon body was nailed to Shenglong Peak and burned by the blazing flames. The six-tailed demon fox unleashed its power wantonly, but could not break free at all. Even if the other Beast King Sect monks wanted to rescue it, they could not. It was impossible to break through the sea of fire for a while.
"Zhao Qianyang, how easy is it for you to want me to die? In my dream."
The strange purple light flowed in her eyes, ignoring the huge gap between her own soul and Zhao Qianyang, Xiao Biyun activated her dreaming power. Since her demon body has been crucified, she can use the power of her soul to gain a glimmer of life.
Although as a veteran Yang Shen, Zhao Qianyang's soul must be much stronger than hers, but she has the power of the dream path, so she may not be able to survive in death.
"You... you're going to die?"
After successfully falling into Zhao Qianyang's dream, Xiao Biyun was disturbed when he realized Zhao Qianyang's true state.
After hearing these words, Zhao Qianyang condensed his figure in his dream, and smiled at Xiao Biyun. For him, death is really a kind of relief.
"Yeah, I'm going to die."
Zhao Qianyang admitted frankly without making any cover-up.
And as his words fell, the dream collapsed, and blazing flames swept in, completely covering the souls of the two people.
"Zhao Qianyang, you are so cruel."
Looking at Zhao Qianyang who was also trapped in the fire, Xiao Biyun suddenly understood something.
"You have to let me go into trouble even if you die, just for the sake of your Zhao family. Since I have no way out, then your Zhao family won't be able to live well either."
Knowing that she had fallen into a trap and had no way out, Xiao Biyun did not struggle any more, and Xiao Biyun once again used the magical power of the dream path, "Photography in the Dream."
Upon noticing such a scene, Zhao Qianyang sighed, but he did not stop it. There was nothing he could do.
At this moment, many people were dragged into a dream. In the dream, they vaguely saw a sea of red fire, in which two figures were burned to ashes at the same time. One was Xiao Biyun and the other was Zhao Qianyang. Some people didn't know why, and some people I only thought it was an illusion, but some people realized the seriousness of the matter.