The strong wind roared, pushing the black and sticky dragon power, covering the end of the black chain and the depression of the mountain stone seven or eight feet away, like two millstones of different sizes, rumbling and grinding.
The dragon soul will never allow the Taoist priest to calm down and resolve the soul poison.
He never dreamed that there was a sixth-order black turtle hidden in the lower realm, which would cause trouble for him at the critical moment.
The sixth-level protective turtle talisman that the Taoist priest took out cannot be the stock from five hundred years ago. Otherwise, based on the Taoist priest's current cultivation level, he would not be able to activate more than two-level talismans with all his strength. At most, he can use the inherited secret method.
Activate a higher level treasure.
Only a protective treasure tailor-made by a living sixth-level black turtle for the smelly Taoist priest can be used so easily.
It has not been fifty years since the spiritual energy surge, and there are not even fifth-level monks in the lower world.
I don't know which demon turtle ignored the immortal rules, hid in the top cave heaven paradise built by eighth-level and ninth-level masters, and preserved all his cultivation to fight against him. He was really angry.
The dragon soul pushed the dragon's power to wear away the turtle shell at all costs, but the strength of the virtual mask gave him a headache, and the talisman light attacking him was intermittent, making him dare not relax, and he and the Taoist priest were exhausted.
The smelly Taoist priest has mastered the secret of using the dragon chain to attack his soul core. He must kill the Taoist priest and avoid future troubles forever.
Ten years ago, it was because he had been suppressed underground for more than five thousand years and was almost rotting with idleness. Finally, a young monk broke in to help him relieve his boredom. He was reluctant to kill him all at once and wanted to keep it for a few more decades for fun.
Oh, I gave that weird Taoist priest an opportunity to make an unexpected comeback.
This time he did not dare to take it lightly and waste his original soul power, so he specially prepared a series of tricks for the Taoist priest.
The Taoist priest was poisoned by the "Amber Soul Poison", which is famous for being vicious and difficult to deal with. Even though the current soul poison is not as powerful as one-tenth of his peak power, he does not believe that the Taoist priest can expel and eliminate the burst of soul poison with the fourth-level strength?
Let’s see how long the Taoist priest can last?
As for those little guys who rely on stone magic weapons, how long can they hold on after years of pressure and torture?
Ten years, twenty years?
Under the pressure of darkness and no end in sight, sooner or later he will go crazy and run out, and he will even grind that stone into powder.
Time doesn't matter to him, he can replenish the spiritual energy of heaven and earth at any time, and continuously replenish and repair his cultivation.
"Boy, it's not too late to surrender now. I am in a good mood and allow you to be my slave!"
A roaring roar like the might of heaven was heard in the air.
What restored the dragon's soul was several consecutive talisman attacks, the impact pressure that interfered with the dragon's power, and a breathless "Oh my god" to show the Taoist priest's perseverance in the turtle shell.
"Human boy, you have a turtle shell that can hold on temporarily and you want to try to detoxify, but how long can your companions resist? You have to think about it for them, right?"
"I bother!"
"How long will it take for you to be so stubborn? Let's wear it out for a while, and I'll ask again after a while."
As the one who took the initiative, Dragon Soul was confident of victory. He appeared to be very generous, not caring about the other party's rudeness, and very patient. It was completely different from the way he used to get violent and angry at every turn.
He also understands the priority of attacking the mind and disrupting the other person's mind.
He wanted to fully enjoy the entire victory process to pass the boring and long dark days.
Wen Zijin, who was well aware of the style of the temple master, listened to the secret conversation between the old dragon and the temple master, and was convinced that the temple master had found a way to remove the ambergris soul poison.
What are the pros and cons? If you are poisoned by soul poison, how many days will it take to detoxify?"
In an environment where dragon power is raging everywhere, Donkey is able to let go of some of his lightning protection with ease.
He wanted to know an approximate amount of time to use to exercise various parts of the body.
Tu Kun was speechless and said, "Lu Zijin, come closer, I'll spit on your face first."
Can't that guy hope for good things from him?
Lezi couldn't help but laugh out loud. He married a former water goddess as his wife and became a great husband.
He is no longer afraid of Master's majesty and can joke around and get along easily as a friend.
Lu Zijin let out a donkey laugh, so what if he did it on purpose? The message urged: "Old-fashioned, idleness is idleness, tell me, what method does the master use to detoxify, and how long does it take? We probably have some thoughts in our hearts.
A number."
"I can't guess what method the master of the temple uses to detoxify him. The master of the temple has too many trump cards. Every time he thinks he has used all his cards..."
When Tu Kun heard this, he suddenly stopped and seemed to have thought of a possibility.
No wonder the viewer doesn’t want others to see it, especially the old dragon.
"Hey, don't talk half-assed words. Your behavior is a bit like an old cripple talking about ancient times. When the critical moment comes, he will say "Let's listen to the analysis next time. It's very hateful."
Lu Zijin urged dissatisfiedly.
Tukun seized the opportunity to reprimand Chuanyin, "Move your donkey head, there is someone under the temple master..."
"Uh-huh, I understand. The master of the temple asked Bai Wuchang to come and help him detoxify."
Lu Zijin suddenly realized it, and then shook his head in disapproval: "No, what can you think of, that shrewd old dragon like a ghost can't think of? I heard that ten years ago, the temple master summoned Bai Wuchang to come and help him deal with it.
Old Long, in the end, Boss Bai didn’t even dare to let out a fart when he came. He pretended to be deaf and dumb, refused to retaliate even when he was scolded, and let Old Long smash the projection.”
He hit the nail on the head and came to the conclusion, "So Lao Long guessed that Boss Bai didn't dare to interfere in the cause and effect between them. Haha, you old man, your earthly brain is no better than my donkey brain, isn't it?"
Tu Kun looked at the donkey with admiration, but was not angry. Chuan Yin praised him: "Lu Zijin, after all, he is indeed the master demon king who controls a territory. He can draw inferences about other cases when thinking about problems, which is amazing!"
"Haha, no prizes, no prizes, I love hearing what the Earth Protector says."
The donkey grinned strangely.
Tu Kun thought for a moment and continued to transmit: "If I accidentally get poisoned by ambergris soul poison, I will give up that part of the spirit body immediately. For our Tu Ling clan, as long as the soul core is not poisoned,
The danger of soul poison can be eliminated at any time. I really can’t guess what method the temple master uses to detoxify it.”
Look at Yang Shuilan, who is sitting cross-legged on the ground, with blue water radiating around her body.
Yang Shuilan shook his head: "The Master is very scheming... No, the Master is very resourceful and has many cards. I can't guess the way to detoxify the Master." He added, "Judging from the way the Master behaves, he will try his best to help us delay."
The time is estimated to be three or two months. Everyone, please seize the opportunity to accept the training of Longwei."
The few people suddenly fell into silence, no longer distracted from communicating.
Time passes day by day, the darkness remains the same, and the howling wind remains as oppressive as before.
The turtle shell is as immovable as a mountain, and the yellow mist does not change much.
Occasionally there will be flashes of talisman light on the giant black chain. Compared with before, it is more irregular. Sometimes there is no movement for a long time, and sometimes it attacks several times in a row.
Dragon Soul would break the silence every ten days and a half and ask a few nonsense questions, but would never get a reply.
As the pressure continued to increase, the spiritual energy in the two locations under the black energy millstone became increasingly depleted. After two months, it was completely cut off. The Dragon Soul used means and cultivation to turn the besieged place into a forbidden place.
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Several people in the rocky valley said "haha" to this.
In the words of Lv Zi Jin La Wen, "It's exactly what I want."
The forbidden realm formed by the dragon soul using the dragon's mighty aura is vastly different from the remote and secluded realm he once visited. In the secret realm, let alone using demonic power, the temple owner couldn't even open the treasures. It was forbidden.
Very thorough, and here he can use a small part of his demonic power to take out the elixirs in the storage space and swallow them.
Lao Long's intention was to use this destructive trick to make them panic.
The elixir will eventually run out one day, forcing them to fall into disarray and even kill each other.
However, Donkey Zheng was worried that the difficulty of the exercise was too gentle. His body was far beyond the others and he couldn't exercise to his fullest. The old dragon almost sent him a pillow when he was dozing off. What a dragon.
More than two months have passed in the blink of an eye.
The tortoise shell mask still stood upright in the black air. It had been several days, and the dragon chain had not moved.
On this day, all the black energy and coercion suddenly subsided
After taking a breath, it went from noisy to too quiet. In just a blink of an eye, the noisy dragon roar of the dragon soul did not sound, and seemed to have disappeared and hid.
After quite a while, the mask was suddenly removed, revealing the radiant Zhang Guanzhu.
With a smile on his face, he looked towards the dragon carcass as huge as a mountain peak in the darkness in the distance.
Dragon Soul is not stupid. You Mengzhang has been procrastinating for several months. Just a few days ago, he used secret methods to clean up all the dragon soul threads he collected. This should have aroused the old dragon's awareness. Even the soul threads that have lost their spirituality may interact with each other.
There was a reaction, and he said: "Thank you Dragon King for your generous gift. I have nothing to repay. I will chant sutras and pray for you!"
There were still traces of faint black lines on the palm of his left hand and arm. The old man Mengmei irresponsibly said that it was not in the way anyway, and the residual lines would remain for the time being and would gradually fade away.
He held the black chain tightly and focused on chanting scriptures for the salvation of the dragon soul.
The power of thought amplified by the Nine Stars Flowing Beads snakes around the dragon chain like lightning, piercing into the depths of the darkness.
The attacks one after another were dazzling, burning the hidden dragon soul to the point of excruciating pain. It howled miserably, and the dragons roared in the air and howled, and I couldn't hold it back even if I wanted to.
The people at the rocky col in the valley were extremely relieved to hear it.
Thirty years have passed to Hedong, thirty years have passed to Hexi, the wind and water have taken turns, and this year it came to my home.