Feeling the uncontrollable surge of magic power in his body, Baal Min was furious. However, Genghis Khan was a man who was very good at seizing opportunities. Seeing this situation, he directly bullied him and wanted to fight Baal Min in close combat.
Prevent them from escaping.
Gu Changfeng, on the other hand, commanded the flying sword in his hand from a place quite far away from them to carry out long-range attacks.
Baaliming, who was seriously injured, was unable to defeat the two of them. After gritting his teeth and using a forbidden move, he turned around and ran away.
However, just after flying a few hundred meters, a ball suddenly appeared on the face of Balimin, and then exploded instantly...
"Xuanyin evil thunder?"
Baaliming only had time to scream, and then his whole body was directly torn apart by the Xuanyin evil thunder.
As a seraph-level master, Baalimin's distraction could not be eliminated so easily. After escaping the explosion, he wanted to shoot away, and at the same time, bursts of mental waves shot towards Fang Jun and others.
"Damn natives, just wait, I will definitely come back for revenge!"
However, just as he finished speaking, Fang Jun couldn't help but flash a sneer at the corner of his mouth...
revenge?
Let’s think about whether you can go back and talk about it...
When the Qiankun Ring sees the soul, it is like seeing some delicious food. A ray of magical energy shoots directly from the Qiankun Ring, and the soul of Baal Ming in the scroll is brought to the mysterious cage space of the Qiankun Ring.
…
"No...what the hell? No...ah..."
"You have no chance of revenge!" Fang Jun smiled coldly.
At the same time, in the upper world, Baalimin's body, which was in retreat, suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood and turned pale...
"My distraction? The distraction was destroyed? How is this possible? What happened?" Balimin murmured to himself.
A ray of distraction in the lower realm, because the distance is too far, he cannot control the distraction at all. He even has no way of knowing what happened to the distraction. He can only obtain it when the distraction returns and merges with the main soul.
Be aware of distractions.
But now that Fanshen has been destroyed, he doesn't know what kind of powerful enemy Fanshen has encountered...
"Damn it, really damn it, if the distraction is destroyed, how can I break through to the realm of the archangel?" Baalimin said angrily.
"My son, you are too careless, eat this quickly!"
At this moment, the half-priest of Baalimin suddenly appeared in the hall and threw a pill.
"Soul-melting elixir? Father, this..." Baaliming was shocked when he saw this...
There is no doubt that the soul-melting pill can definitely repair his incomplete soul, but this thing is too precious, much more precious than Baal Ming himself...
The soul-melting elixir, as the name suggests, is an elixir!
In the Holy Temple, those who are eligible to enjoy the elixir must be at the level of demigod. Even the Archangel is not eligible!
Because there are too few elixirs!
Although there is no shortage of masters like Immortal Danxu who can refine elixirs in the spirit world, the problem is that there are too few such people. The spirit world is so big, with the ninety-nine states of the human race and countless super powers.
Baiji, when will it be one's turn to join them in the temple?
Therefore, every time such an alchemy master appears, he will always try to refine a few more elixirs for the sect and enhance his foundation at all costs.
There are still a few elixirs in stock in the Holy Temple. Only the twelve-winged angels who have lit the divine fire are eligible to use that one.
"Eat it. It will repair the loss of your soul. If you don't eat it, you may never be able to enter the virtual realm in your life." Baal Min's demigod father said.
"But, father, there is a rule in the sect that only demigods can enjoy the elixir..." Baalimin hesitated.
"This one was taken from the sect when I was seriously injured in the last fight with the Chongxu old ghost from the Shushan Sword Sect. However, I did not use it. Instead, I spent a lot of time slowly recuperating it. Therefore, they
I don’t know about this soul-melting elixir.” Baalimin’s demigod father said.
"Don't know? Thank you father!" Baalim was overjoyed when he heard this, and then swallowed it in one gulp...
The soul-melting elixir, as an elixir, naturally has more than just the function of repairing the soul. In fact, its biggest function is to strengthen the soul.
With this elixir, Baaliming not only recovered from his injuries, but also became more confident about attacking the virtual realm.
However, he didn't know that his demigod father was scolded by several other demigods in the temple for doing this...
In the lower realm, Pampas' body was destroyed, and his soul wrapped around his core. After rushing out of the Himalayas, he directly found a man to seize his body...
The souls of ordinary people are naturally unable to resist Pampas' seizure of their bodies. There is almost no chance of struggle before Pampas successfully seizes their bodies.
After successfully seizing the body, Pampas hurriedly checked his own cultivation and breathed a sigh of relief...
Fortunately, although the core is a lot smaller and has some shadows, it is still there...
As long as you are still there, it's fine. If you practice slowly, you can always practice again. However, I don't know what the outcome will be in this battle at the highest peak. If I win, it's okay. If I lose...
I'm afraid, he has not had a good life, but now he can't control so much, he must find a place to retreat quickly...
At the top of the Himalayas, Fang Jun, with the help of Xiaoyu, recovered some of his internal strength, gathered all the corpses together, threw a fireball talisman over it, and immediately burned all the corpses into black charcoal...
If anyone who climbs Mount Everest sees this pile of black charcoal in the future, they may mistakenly think it is the traces left here by predecessors to keep themselves warm...
After descending Mount Everest, a great victory was awarded directly to Mr. Long. Mr. Long was overjoyed, and the worry he had been holding finally dropped.
However, what Fang Jun didn't know was that a bigger storm was coming...
A week later, Pampas came out of the retreat, looked at the angel wings that had shrunk behind him, and then headed towards the temple...
Entering the temple took a lot of trouble...
After all, his current body is a random Indian Asan, which is very different from his original body. If it weren't for the iconic angel wings on his back, and the ability of saint-level masters to fly in the air, those guys might have thought that he was from the Chinese sect.
Where is the spy who came...
After returning to the temple, Pampas also knew that Baalimin had not returned, which meant that the big boss who was distracted from the lower world was probably dead...
Suddenly, Pampas felt cold in his heart. He didn't know what to do. He could only type up a report about the trip and submit it, and then wait for the announcement from above. (To be continued)