Yelu Zhigu punched Jiumokong nearly a hundred times at one time. For some reason, the attack power of the soul was greatly reduced, otherwise Jiumokong would definitely be beaten to death.
"Stop...stop fighting"
Jiumokong struggled to spit out a few words.
Being beaten like this and still able to speak shows how terrifying his strength is.
He was answered with thousands of punches, and the immortal golden body could no longer cover him. All the bones in Jiumokong's body were broken, and there was blood everywhere on the monk's robe. He looked extremely miserable.
"Hit...beat you"
Jiumokong didn't know where the strength came from. He slowly raised his hand and slapped Yelv Zhigu softly on his cold face.
I don't know whether it was because he couldn't stand it any longer, or because the confrontation with the soul treasure tree in Yelv Zhigu's body was over, the relic suddenly released a golden light, tearing open the space with the crippled Jiumokong and disappearing.
Having lost the target of her attack, Yelu Zhigu stood stagnantly for a while, then turned around, step by step, returned to the wicker chair and lay down, swaying in a regular rhythm, and wisps of rotten breath floated out of her body, and There was no difference just now.
On the ground, the blood left by Jiumokong was absorbed by the spirit gathering array, leaving only a footprint.
I don’t know how long it took, but the light flashed in the sky and fell in the yard the next second.
Cao Yi came back with the injured Jiujianxian. Seeing the messy footprints in the yard, he wondered: "What happened?"
Yelu Zhigu, who was lying on the wicker chair, just shook his body slightly without any response.
"Are you Yelu Zhigu, or the Soul Treasure Tree?"
Cao Yi was a little confused about Yelu Zhigu's current state.
Yelu Zhigu still didn’t respond.
At this time, a light cyan light came from a distance, as fast as lightning, fell on the wall, and turned into a petite figure. It was none other than King Ginseng.
It didn't say anything, and directly sent a divine thought.
The next second, Cao Yi saw Jiumokong being violently tortured by Yelu Zhigu.
Jiumokong, who was on par with him, was actually vulnerable to Yelu Zhigu.
Cao Yi looked at Yelu Zhigu with surprise.
"what happened?"
The Jiujianxian on the side asked.
Cao Yi transferred his spiritual thoughts to him.
Then, Jiujianxian was stunned.
This seemingly inconspicuous corpse demon actually almost beat Jiumokong to death.
If it weren't for the fact that Divine Mind does not tolerate falsehood, he would never believe it to be true.
Cao Yi walked up to Yelu Zhigu and kept saying that Yelu Zhigu didn't respond to him just now, which made him a little worried.
After standing for a while and seeing no reaction from Yelu Zhigu, Cao Yi felt relieved and stretched out a finger towards Yelu Zhigu's eyebrows.
During the process, Yelv Zhigu still didn't respond. Cao Yi's fingers smoothly landed on the center of Yelv Zhigu's eyebrows. A cold feeling came from his fingertips, which was not much different from before.
In the sea of ancient knowledge of Yelv Zhi, the soul treasure tree has taken root and sprouted, and the roots have extended into Yelv Zhigu's body. As if together, the soul power released is very pure and not powerful at all. It is hard to believe that Yelv Zhigu Just by this he could easily beat Jiumokong.
Suddenly, a pair of charming purple eyes caught Cao Yi's eyes.
After looking at each other for a while, Cao Yi slowly retracted his hand.
Yelu Zhigu's eyes then closed, and his body resumed its slight shaking.
"This little tree in the sea of corpse demon consciousness is not simple!"
The Jiujianxian on the side sighed with emotion.
"go in"
Cao Yi led Jiujianxian into the temple and started a new round of healing.
Time flies by.
Suddenly, a paper crane bathed in light green light flew in from the window and hovered in the air.
Cao Yi opened his eyes.
He sensed this thing when it was close to Wuli and ignored it. Unexpectedly, the thing flew directly in front of him.
"Looking for me"
Jiu Jianxian opened his eyes, raised his hand and sucked it, and the paper crane fell into his hand.
Turned into a voice: "Junior brother, you must come back for the monastic conference next month. It concerns the demon clan."
Jiu Jianxian didn't react at all when he heard the first half of the words, but his pupils shrank when he heard the second half.
"Demon?"
Cao Yi remembered the setting and plot of the Sword and Sword II game.
Demons, from the demon world. The leader is called Demon Lord (not Chonglou), and Demon Lord is trapped by the Tiangang Sword Formation of the Shushan Immortal Sword Sect.
Kong Lin, the demon flag bearer, tried to rescue him, but was caught by the sword master and put into the Demon Locking Tower.
The Demon Locking Tower collapsed at the end of Fairy Sword 1, and a large number of demons escaped, and Kong Lin was one of them.
Later, Kong Lin succeeded in plotting against Li Xiaoyao, who was the head of Shushan.
Fairy Sword II is basically a struggle between the demons represented by Kong Lin and the human forces represented by Wang Xiaohu and Li Xiaoyao's daughter. Of course, there is a demon monk Qianye Zen Master who comes out later. This is a story later.
"It's about the demons, we must go back."
The Jiujianxian spoke.
"What is a monastic assembly?"
Cao Yi was more interested in the monastic conference than the demon clan.
Jiujianxian looked at Cao Yi as if he were a madman and said, "You don't know about the monastic conference?"
Cao Yi just nodded without further explanation.
"The Monastic Conference is a grand gathering of monks. It is held every thirty years. It was initially used to resist the demons. Later, the demons were suppressed in large numbers, and it became no different from ordinary gatherings."
Jiujianxian explained.
"I see"
Cao Yi nodded.
…
Fairy Island, Lingyue Palace.
Ms. Jiang was lying on a big bed, breathing evenly.
Zhao Ling'er and Li Xiaoyao, who were waiting on the side, looked very relaxed.
Grandma woke up once not long ago, and it was nothing serious.
"Ling'er, I think"
Li Xiaoyao hesitated to speak.
"What are you thinking about?"
Zhao Linger's beautiful face showed curiosity.
Li Xiaoyao hesitated for a while, then lowered his voice and said, "I want to be with you."
Zhao Ling'er didn't react, "Which one?"
Li Xiaoyao made a few gestures.
Zhao Ling'er's face turned red, like a piece of red cloth.
A moment later, in Zhao Ling'er's boudoir.
Xiao Li Xiaoyao entered a canyon with dense trees and gurgling water, and the sound of rolling waves kept coming to his ears. As Xiao Li Xiaoyao moved forward, the water waves got bigger and bigger, so he had to retreat. After going back and forth many times, he continued to move forward, but was blocked by two dangerous peaks. Li Xiaoyao climbed directly up...
Half an hour later, Li Xiaoyao and Zhao Ling'er went to the water pool to bathe hand in hand.
After another half an hour, Li Xiaoyao and Zhao Ling'er came out of the pool. When they were about to arrive at Shuiyue Palace, they saw a monk sitting cross-legged on the ground with a luminous stone on his head.
"A monk?"
Li Xiaoyao subconsciously protected Zhao Linger behind him.
The monk sitting on the ground, or Jiumokong, opened his eyes, with a gentle and compassionate smile on his face, "The young monk Jiumokong comes from Tianzhu. He was attacked by evil people and fled to this island. Don't blame me for being presumptuous." .”
After experiencing three moon worshipers, Li Xiaoyao was wary of strangers.
"Whoever you are, leave immediately."
After saying that, he directly used the sword control technique.
With a roar, a three-foot green blade flew out from Shuiyue Palace and lay between the two sides.
"Swordmanship"
Jiumokong frowned slightly.
