Chu Cheng ignored Zhang Mubai's request, but walked around in the darkness, using the fireworks to carefully examine the figure in the sky.
At this moment, Taoist Black Wind was still struggling, trying to break Zhang Mubai's seal. But it was not as intense as when he felt the power of Chu Cheng's blood.
"Ghost energy is evil, not death energy. Even if it is Yuehua Dan, it is still difficult to explain." Chu Chenghuan walked around for four times, thinking in his mind. After stopping, he looked at Zhang Mubai and asked, "Is there a way to get rid of these ghosts?"
Zhang Mubai was furious when he saw that Chu Cheng did not take over for him immediately, but he still said: "He swallowed a large number of Nether Stones, but the time was short and it was impossible to fully integrate them into his body. All he had to do was use great force to remove the unmelted Nether Stones." It’s enough to force it out.”
Chu Cheng nodded, and with a wave of his hand, thousands of dragons swirled around, and the blessing power came out, trying to hit the black wind Taoist with a punch.
But just when Chu Cheng was about to punch Heifeng Taoist, he was stopped by Zhang Mubai.
"The Heaven-Swallowing Divine Art is really about swallowing whatever you see. If you don't completely suppress his power, the power of this punch can only be swallowed by him and turned into his short-term power."
Zhang Mubai laughed bitterly again. Said: "In his crazy state, his strength is only slightly weaker than mine. The injury on my arm was caused by his carelessness and he swallowed the strength, which caused his strength to surpass the extreme in a short period of time. Then it broke. This arm of mine. If you want to force him out, you must completely crush his strength. Among us, only Taoist Wuya can do this."
"Isn't the Heaven-Swallowing Divine Technique a body-refining technique? Is there such a way to use it?" Chu Cheng was also startled when he heard this.
He had never seen Shuangfeng Tianxiong improve his strength with such actions. If this is the case, Shuangfeng Tianxiong's strength is definitely not what he originally saw.
"The magical skill of swallowing the sky, swallowing the sky and the earth. Even the heaven and the earth can be swallowed, why can't this skill be swallowed?"
A voice sounded faintly, with the meaning of hating iron but not steel. Back then Qiongqi Tianzun was a general under the Demon Lord, although he was not very popular. But Master Jian still regarded him as his subordinate.
The man died, but the legacy continued. For those who have received this inheritance, according to Master Zhaojian, they should also be his subordinates.
This new subordinate is so bad. It also made Master Jian feel embarrassed.
"Originally, Master Jian saw the two brothers and didn't understand the essentials of the Heaven-Swallowing Divine Technique, so he wanted to enlighten them. But they didn't see it, and even I couldn't recognize Master Jian. Could it be that Qiongqi Tianzun didn't leave any praise before passing it on? The heroic words of Master Jian?"
"In terms of seniority, I am one generation older than Qiongqi Tianzun. These two brothers should call me grandpa. But they didn't call me, so Master Jian wanted them to go astray. Wait for a while and then call me grandpa. I gave them instructions, but I never thought that this little black guy would catch this key point by mistake."
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Chu Cheng was also stunned when he heard this. I didn't expect Master Jian to have so many bad thoughts. How could Tianzun Qiongqi leave behind such a legacy, so how could he leave behind all kinds of information about Master Jian. How could Shuangfeng Tianxiong know the identity of Master Jian.
And even if they are recognized, there is no relationship between Qiongqi Tianzun and Jianye.
Chu Cheng coughed and also ignored Master Jian. Instead, he looked at Zhang Mubai and said, "I have a way to completely crush the power of the Black Wind Taoist."
"Do you have any idea?" Zhang Mubai suddenly felt happy after hearing this.
He was just struggling to hold on at this moment. If another stick of incense had passed, the seal would have been broken by Black Wind Taoist Master, and it would have been another hard battle.
At that time, maybe the only option is to kill Taoist Black Wind.
Chu Cheng stretched out his hand and raised a dilapidated hundred-story tower.
This high tower is the Immortal Pavilion! As the tower fell from the palm of his hand, it instantly rose ten thousand feet.
"Fellow Daoist Zhang, do you still have the strength to push Taoist Black Wind into the ninetieth floor?"
There are eight colors of coercion in the Immortal Pavilion. This coercion is difficult for even the great powers of destruction to contend with. As long as Black Wind Taoist Master enters the Immortal Pavilion, he will definitely be able to force out all the power of the netherworld that he has swallowed.
Zhang Mubai raised his head and glanced at the ten-thousand-foot-long ruined tower, and recognized that it was Zhuxian Pavilion. Then he nodded and said, "If we just break into this tower, it won't be a problem."
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Mubai let out a loud roar, a bright light appeared between his right arm, and the veins bulged out to burst his sleeves. He used all his strength and threw the figure imprisoned in mid-air into the ninety-ninth floor of the ruined tower.
As the Black Wind Taoist Lord entered the Immortal Broken Pavilion, the billowing black mist in all directions dissipated in an instant.
Zhang Mubai immediately collapsed on the ground, took a deep breath, glanced at the bent arm again, gritted his teeth and reset the broken bones. Then he swallowed a few more pills.
Chu Cheng kept looking up at the ninety-eighth floor, frowning again and again.
"Ninety-nine floors"
After swallowing the elixir, Zhang Mubai's face became much rosier.
"I did throw him into the ninety-ninth floor. Is there anything wrong?"
"It's not inappropriate. I have sealed him on the ninety-ninth floor, but I still have some hesitation."
"Why are you hesitating?" Zhang Mubai was a little confused.
"He hesitates whether to use coercion to force out the dark energy from Black Wind Taoist's body." Chu Cheng thought for a while and said.
This is the ninety-ninth floor of Zhuxian Pavilion, since the great age has withered. No one has climbed there before Chu Cheng and Feng Jingjie arrived. The pressure here is not eight colors, but nine colors!
Even the former king did not dare to resist the pressure of the Nine Colors. Chu Cheng was afraid that if he was not careful, Taoist Black Wind would be in danger.
Zhang Mubai was a little confused and said: "What is there to be hesitant about? If there is a way to force out the Netherworld Qi, why should it be hidden?"
"Okay." When Chu Cheng heard this, his heart moved. A ray of divine consciousness poured into the Immortal Pavilion, and a roar was heard.
Then a slight click sounded in the mouth, interrupting the roar, which was filled with an extremely refreshing sound of pleasure.
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This is only 1% of the power, and the Black Wind Taoist Master is already too flat to be flat. A large amount of black juice and blood flowed all over the floor, and the water flooded the entire attic.
Chu Cheng's brows furrowed for a moment, and he quickly relaxed in his mind.
The soul returned to its position, and Chu Cheng opened his eyes. He looked at Zhang Mubai and said, "Heifeng Taoist Master's physical body has collapsed. He should be dying soon."
After hearing this, Zhang Mubai's pupils gradually narrowed. In the end, he still stood there.
Although he knew that the Immortal Pavilion was not simple, the crazy strength of Heifeng Taoist just now was not much weaker than his, and not even a breath had passed since he entered. Is this going to die soon?
Chu Cheng nodded, and with a wave of his hand, two rays of light fell to the ground from the Immortal Pavilion.
These are two pools of water. In addition to the different colors of one black and one white, there are even more obvious differences.
In the white water beach, there is a butt condensed.
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Zhang Mubai looked at this butt and was stunned again. Puzzled: "What is this?"
Chu Cheng glanced at the butt and replied: "This is Taoist Hongfeng. The author is asking for a monthly ticket and is here to help. Anyone who gives a monthly ticket can kick this butt."
