What Ancestor Shenglong wanted was Xue Tong's intact body, so he abandoned the numerous corpse dismemberment formations with knives and arrows, and set up a Qiankun Silver Bag Formation.
Meng Ding was one of the helpers he called, and Zichun promised to only take the body, while Xue Tong's treasure would go to Meng Ding and Cha Lin.
Only then did Meng Ding take the risk. He had heard that Jin Luo in the middle stage did not dare to fight Xue Tong alone, but he still did not expect that Xue Tong actually penetrated the silver bag with one move.
In the blink of an eye, Xue Tong had rushed not far away.
Three objects flew out of Meng Ding's bracelet.
The two swords struck left and right together, and a beam of black light shot out from the middle.
Xue Tong had no intention of dodge and struck hard with his sword.
The dark clouds were twenty feet wide, like roaring waves.
The roar was so powerful that it tore through the void, making Meng Ding feel chilled in his heart.
If the two swords were too late to retreat, Meng Ding raised his gun and jumped into the sky.
"Boom~"
The stone peak behind him was blown to pieces!
Meng Ding's feet flashed with lightning, and he shot out like arrows with the air waves. Just as he was congratulating himself on escaping the heavy blow, a faint palm shadow suddenly appeared behind him and slapped him hard.
"Bang"
Meng Ding's vision went dark and he fell from the air into the valley.
Zichun, the ancestor of Shenglong, has just waved his sleeves.
Zichun rushed to help, but after all, it was a step too late.
Zha Lin on the right came to a sudden stop midway and was suspended in the air. Xue Tong was about to make a decision in one round, which immediately made him want to retreat.
Treasures are tempting, but life is always at stake.
Xue Tong lifted up his purple pure short spear and listened for the movement behind him.
Hong Zhenfu led the five masters of Shenglong and approached quickly.
Above Xue Tong's head, a cloud of blood suddenly rose. The twelve earth-level magic weapons were unleashed, and the sword energy condensed into twelve wandering dragons.
Blood River Patrol Dragon Formation.
Xue Tong mouthed the sword formula, and the red light shone brightly in front of the mountain. The blood dragon roared and pounced at such a fast speed that only blurry red shadows were visible.
Zichun has been practicing for more than a thousand years and has gone through countless fierce battles. He remains calm in the face of danger. The magic weapon rushes out, and a layer of purple glow envelopes the whole voice.
The third-grade sword in his hand rose and fell suddenly, the sword's light was like a pillar.
There was a series of explosions over the valley, and the blood dragon exploded to pieces almost simultaneously.
The feedback was so powerful that Xue Tong exhaled thick air and continued to perform formation techniques.
Twelve flying dragons rise again.
Then he slapped the pouch, and with three swords in his hands, he slashed towards Hong Zhenfu in the rear.
Two more rays of ink and gold shot out from the bracelet.
The Falling God's Golden Hammer jumped into the red clouds of blood mist over the valley; the Hell Ghost Ax suddenly expanded in size, and the ghosts cried and howled, slashing away with the two swords.
Xue Tong steps forward!
Twelve red shadows above his head rumbled towards Zichun.
A flash of purple light!
The sword light curled violently and struck the blood dragon.
Another pitch-black scaly claw poked out of the void, like the mouth of a giant beast, about to swallow Xue Tong.
Xue Tong shouted.
Ancestor Shenglong fought hard and fell into his trap.
A dark cloud surged up from the sky, and all nine spiritual patterns suddenly lit up, and a big move was launched.
The final move of the Perfection Stage of Star Meteor Technique: Star Meteor.
"Bang!"
The dragon god's scale claws shrunk sharply, Zi Chun's figure shot lightning backwards, all the blood dragons above exploded, and Zi Ran's sword light also collapsed invisible.
The muddy crab sizzled, squeezed with great force, and burned into dark red.
Xue Tong's momentum continued unabated, and he put the sword into his storage bag, wearing the Man Shen glove on his hand.
"call!"
Xue Tong punched hard.
…
Hong Zhenfu and the other six are slightly weaker than Zichun.
The sect leader, the deputy sect master Tianren, and the pinnacle of the four elders and masters.
But the magic weapon is far from Xue Tong.
The sect master's and deputy sect master's magic weapon is of the second grade of the earth level, and the rest are of the earth level.
The Tianqing Moyan second-grade sword, the Tianyao sword obtained from the Taoist Master of the Suxin Sect, the Ming axe, and the divine hammer are all of the third-grade earth grade.
Tian Ao took the lead, Tian Qing Mo Yan followed a little later, and the Sancai Formation rolled up the vast sword light and rushed towards Hong Zhenfu and the six others.
Shenglongjiao's people shouted in unison, and the light of more than twenty magic weapons intertwined, facing the sharp edge of the sword array.
The magic weapon's light group dented slightly, falling slightly to the wind.
But a black blade rushed over, and the Hell Ghost Ax struck down hard!
"Boom~"
The ball of light exploded violently, knocking the three members of Shenglong Sect flying on the spot.
The sky suddenly shines with golden light.
The shadow of the fallen hammer is like the top of a mountain.
"Bang~"
The earth shook and the mountains shook, sending up smoke and dust billowing into the sky.
Smashed the fourth cultivator to death on the spot!
Hong Zhenfu and the law enforcement elders, Fahai was almost shattered, blood spurted from his mouth, and he fell to the ground and struggled to breathe.
…
Cha Lin retreated to the right mountain and watched the battle from a distance.
Xue Tong no longer had any worries, he recited the secret and took back the magic weapon, and said in a cold voice: "Zichun, you took advantage of the situation. The good ancestor didn't do anything, but you wanted to plot and plot to take advantage of my body. Now that you die here, it's your own fault!"
Zichun did not answer, muttering to herself.
Xue informed him that he still had some life-threatening tactics, so he was on alert.
Zichun suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood!
Purple smoke was rising all over his body, the light was dazzling, and his body expanded violently.
The short-horned purple-armored giant beast that was more than ten feet long looked up to the sky and howled.
"Wow~"
Purple Scale Thunderhorn!
The Purple Scale Thunder Horned Beast is a supernatural beast, not a true spiritual beast of heaven and earth. It evolved from an ordinary thunder horned monster that devoured the flesh and blood of a true spirit.
In ancient times, real spirits frequently fought wars, and blood and flesh flew everywhere. Demonic beasts licked part of the flesh and blood, and evolved into supernatural beasts. Their bloodline spread and was passed down from generation to generation.
Ancestor Shenglong obtained the spiritual blood of the purple-scaled thunder beast, and his true body was activated to reveal its original form.
The purple-scale thunder beast opened its mouth and fired the purple-gold thunder ball.
Five Elements Thunder, Burning Land Thunder, Purple Gold Thunder...
The third level of thunder attack between heaven and earth.
Xue Tong Jueying dodges in a flash.
The thunderball shot straight for ten miles, and the rock peak in front collapsed with a boom.
Xue Tong was three feet away from the purple-scaled thunder beast. He had lost all the magic power of his sword array and had no time to replenish it. The Falling God Hammer was also a one-shot deal. He stabbed the strange beast with the Huntian Ju until the blood flowed into a river, but he was reluctant to part with the spiritual flesh and blood.
The thunder beast is huge and cannot move as fast as me. It is better to beat it with a quick punch until its abdomen ruptures and it dies.
Xue Tong's eyes flashed.
Ten pieces of armor suddenly fell off the back of the thunder beast, like a flying knife striking.
This time it was so close that it was impossible to avoid it all.
Xue Tongjuan waved his claws and slapped off the nail plate on the neck of the plug. He lowered his head and turned around, letting go of his shoulders, arms and sides.
Sixty-seven pieces of armor cut through the Gang Demon's protective layer and hit Guiyin's shirt firmly, emitting green smoke.
Xue Tong used the force to roll out.
Before he could stand up straight, a hazy shadow of a palm suddenly fell down.
The purple-scaled thunder beast had the upper hand, and before Xue Tong could stand firm, he swung the palm of his hand like a mountain with great force.
The palm is wrapped with purple gold threads, and the thick black claws are as sharp as knives.
Xue Tong's punch was too hasty and the force was only 80%.
The fists and palms struck each other, and Xue Tongteng took several steps back.
The thunder beast roared and half stood up, its front legs beating wildly.
Xue Tong's two great magical skills burst out, his spiritual orifice, energy, and magic force rolled wildly, and he gritted his teeth and held on to seven or eight moves.
He gradually straightened his breathing and stopped his decline.
At the end, he shouted loudly and raised his strength to 90%...
"Hoo, ho, ho..." The shadow of Tian Bei's fist became bigger and bigger.
The impact air wave had already blown away the courtyard wall, and only the ruins of the stone house were left.
Bricks and stones were flying everywhere, and earth and rocks were flying.
"I don't need to kill you like my real body!"
Xue Tong's eyes were blood red, and his magic power was pouring out.
Ten percent strength!
The ferocious head formed by the shadow of the fist howled fiercely.
The purple-scaled thunder beast staggered, showing its first signs of defeat.
Xue Tong's fists were like rain, and the thunder beast staggered, and finally collapsed!
…
Zha Lin flew away quietly, and there was a sudden roar in the valley, which scared him so much that he couldn't help but tremble and stopped Teng Yun.
"The Shenglong Sect steals the spiritual tree of this deity and brings about their own destruction. Anyone who takes the spiritual tree will be sent back to Jinyan Island within a two-year period. In this case, bygones are bygones. Otherwise, the sect will be destroyed, and Zichun Shenglong is an example!"
Xue Tong's sound was like thunder, rolling across dozens of miles of mountains.
Zha Lin calmed down and did not dare to stay for a moment longer.
Xue Tong stuffed the soft purple-scaled beast corpse into the storage bracelet, finished cleaning up the battlefield, and walked towards the main mountain of Shenglong.
Hong Zhenfu was nowhere to be seen, only the Shenglong cult members watching from a distance along the way.
Xue Tong destroyed the Shenglong Hall and flew to the Sutra-Tibetan Pagoda on an eagle.
Stand still twenty feet away in front of the Juchu Pagoda and take a deep breath.
The dark clouds of meteors blasted towards the seven-story Buddhist scripture pagoda.
"Buzz~"
The protective array was activated, and a thick and dignified light shield formed in an instant to protect the pagoda.
With a loud noise, the light shield shattered like thin ice, broke off the tower, and flew horizontally into the valley.
The moment the pagoda was broken, the pagoda stood black, like two pieces of burning charcoal, with fire and thick smoke billowing, and the self-destruct mechanism was activated.
Kung Fu, martial arts, and scriptures were all reduced to ashes!
The Shenglong Cult members were stunned. The heavenly and human-level protection they were so proud of was so vulnerable.
Xue Tong was still unwilling to give up and went to Shenglong Jubao Palace.
The moment Shimen was reduced to ashes, the earth trembled...
All the scriptures and treasures were destroyed, half of the top officials died, and the Shenglong Sect was finished!
Xue Tong recited the magic formula and transformed into a wild ape in front of the crowd. He used the Hun Tian Ju to vent his anger and destroyed the main peak of Shenglong, which was 1,000 feet long, into a bare mountain of 500 feet.
"I don't believe that from now on, there will be anyone who dares to mess with me without risking his life!"
Xue Tong finished searching the alchemy room in the medicine garden and left on an eagle.
…
Xu Jingcheng.
"It's a pity that Hong Zhenfu and Ye Hede ran away." Xue Tong said.
"Ah, oh, it's normal for the two thieves to escape while the seniors are free." Zhan Hui woke up from the shock and said.
"Well, it's not easy to be perfect."
"The magic weapon and the broad sword are given to fellow Taoists, and there are also some elixirs and spiritual stones." Xue Tong said.
"Is this...appropriate?"
Zhan Hui glanced at it and saw dozens of boxes of pills and tens of millions of spiritual stones. He simply didn't know what to do.
"It's appropriate, it's appropriate. After Shenglong's teaching is over, fellow Taoist Zhan doesn't want to keep Xu Jingcheng. Xue wants to dismiss the people in the mansion and fly away incognito."
"Yeah, senior is right."
Zhan Hui's face suddenly turned red and he said in a trembling voice: "Junior begs senior to take you in. I am willing to follow senior to the end of the world and follow him forever."
Zhan Hui is an upright person, but he is not stupid. He knows that the opportunities in front of him are rare and fleeting.
"It's not that Xue has never thought about it, it's just that my path to immortality is not for you to follow, so you don't have to make do with it."
"I can follow you as long as you want. If senior finds it inconvenient or Zhan makes a mistake, he can drive me away at any time!"
Xue Tong pondered for a moment...
"Okay, Xue wants to practice in secret. Decades of fate will always be there. From now on, just let it be."
Zhan Hui was overjoyed and hurriedly knelt down.
But he was lifted up by Xue Tong with great force.
"No need for big gifts, just pack up and leave early."
Zhan Hui's sincerity was rare, and it was just the right time, so Xue Tong made a personal relationship, so that he could have someone to talk to during his leisure time.
…
Northeast of Yuzhou, there is a permafrost plateau.
The mountains are stretched, the tops are covered with snow, and hundreds of millions of years of snow and rain have deposited in the canyons, creating deep lakes on the plateau.
Cuoyang Lake is medium in size, with an area of more than a hundred miles in diameter and a depth of about 400 feet. Even in the severe cold winter, the lake surface does not freeze and only floating ice remains.
The trees around the lake are sparse, mostly green and yellow plateau weeds.
The Cuoyang Lake water ranked second in the concentration of magnetic elements among the water samples collected by Zhanhui. However, this place was inaccessible and had more abundant water, so it became Xue Tong's first choice for refining water.
