The natal magic weapon forged by Huanglong is a tiny grain of cinnabar, which comes and goes quickly, mixed in the yellow sand in the sky, making it extremely difficult to catch its whereabouts. If Wei Shiqi hadn't condensed his murderous intention into a gossamer and laid a dragnet, it would have been difficult to detect. However, the cinnabar is as fast as a stream of light. If you want to capture it, you can only grind away the demonic power of the wild dragon bit by bit until the lamp is dry and the oil is gone.
In the eyes of Mei Zhenren, it was all in vain, but Wei Shiqi was not in a hurry. He was determined to fight against the wild dragon, honing the murderous intention in his heart, and gradually reaching the ultimate level. After spending another seven or eight days, Huanglong finally couldn't hold on any longer. The movement of the cinnabar was a little slow. Wei Shiqi also felt that continuing to grind had little effect, so he no longer held back and defeated Huanglong's body in one fell swoop, with strong killing intent. Countless hairsprings swarmed forward, clasping the cinnabar tightly, strand after strand, wrapping it tightly and airtightly.
The natal magic weapon was suppressed, blocking Huanglong's vitality gate, unable to condense into a body. Cinsha struggled desperately, but the murderous intent became tighter and tighter, squeezing through the hard shell, and annihilating a little bit of the origin.
Wei Shiqi fought for a long time before letting go and annihilating the wild dragon, as if he had some realization in his heart. He stepped into the oasis, wandered around for a while, stopped by a spring, sat down cross-legged, and listened to the sound of gurgling water. The murderous intention in his chest gathered in one place, and the top of his head suddenly released, and the nine dragons shot straight into the sky, filling the sky. The blood was scattered, rising and falling. Even the six dragons transformed into the sun had never had such power. The small world of Luohu seemed unable to withstand the power of the nine dragons. The heaven and earth shook, thunder continued, and the flow of time suddenly accelerated a little.
Finally reaching this point, Wei Qiqi looked up at the sky, his heart like an ancient well, without any waves. The Nine Dragons hovered for a moment with teeth and claws, then turned around and plunged into his body, plopped down under the tree of creation, coiled up, with its eyes half open and half closed, as if sleeping but not sleeping, but not awake, absorbing vitality to strengthen its body.
Wei Shiqi's expression moved, and his heart suddenly became enlightened. There was a smooth road in front of him. The three heavens of the chariot ended here. The tree of creation nourished the nine dragons with vitality. From now on, he no longer had to kill. There was no need to stay in the small world of Luohu for a long time. He could just walk away. Go without taking away a single cloud.
Sweeping across the small world of Rahu with thunderous force, snatching food from the tiger's mouth, and not allowing the emperor's beauty to get ahead, it was not until this moment that it was completed.
Mei Zhen felt something in his heart and said with a smile: "Congratulations, fellow Taoist, for making further progress."
Just as Wei Shiqi was about to speak, he suddenly had a sudden impulse and an inexplicable vigilance, which made him feel that there was no way to hide or escape. He subconsciously looked up and saw blood covering the sky and sun, billowing like a tide, gathering from all directions. The rich smell of blood filled the fields. The vast desert outside the oasis suddenly turned into mountains, and then turned into the vast sea. The land turns into a desolate wilderness, the torrent of time sweeps past, and the vicissitudes of life are constantly changing.
Meng Chun was stunned and speechless. Everything in front of him was so real and absolutely not false. What kind of power of heaven and earth could create such a scene. Wei Shiqi pointed to the distance and said calmly: "Every banquet in the world will come to an end. The enemy is coming. It is beyond your ability to predict. Go as far as you can and don't look back."
Wei Shiqi could be said to be an "enemy", and he was no ordinary person. Meng Chun was stunned for a moment, and suddenly thought of the female evil star who broke into Luohu's small world, his face changed drastically, and his heart almost jumped out of his throat. He said goodbye to Wei Shiqi in a panic, jumped on the back of the red concubine, and fled the oasis at all costs. He was swept away by the torrent of time and disappeared in an instant.
Master Mei was silent for a moment and said, "Could it be that the Immortal Lu Zhanzhou is coming?"
Wei Shiqi sighed: "Yes, the nine dragons soared into the sky, shook the heaven and earth, and turned back to the third level of the sky, finally alarming her!" He flicked his sleeves, and something flew out in a flash of white light, which suddenly turned into a floating palace. Double eaves, overlapping corners, carved beams and painted buildings float steadily in the air.
"Friends, please come to the floating palace to take charge. If anything goes wrong, use the Great Movement Talisman to escape."
Master Mei has only cultivated in the Elephant Realm and is not vulnerable to the attack of a true immortal. Staying by Wei Shiqi's side will only distract him. It is better to avoid the floating palace and control the seventy-two "Great Teleportation Talisman", which is their last The retreat route must be ensured to be foolproof. She nodded slightly and said softly: "Be careful and don't take risks."
Wei Shiqi opened his arms and embraced her, hugged her hard, pushed her gently and sent her into the floating palace.
There was a subtle sound of water flowing in his ears, which was clearly distinguishable from far to near. He took a deep breath, jumped up to the floating palace, and touched the ridge of the palace with his toes. The precious light flashed, and countless restrictions appeared, and then slowly disappeared. The floating palace Gradually disappearing into the void, the divine object obscures itself and remains hidden.
Facing the real immortal and risking his life, Wei Shiqi had no choice but to leave. The experience left by Chunyangzi shows that practicing the Nine Dragons Chariot Kung Fu is like sailing against the current. If you don't advance, you will retreat. When you encounter a powerful enemy, if you don't fight, you will flee. , the killing intent will inevitably be greatly damaged, and the lack of improvement in cultivation is the second best, leaving indelible flaws in the heart, which will hinder the achievement of a true immortal in the future. He weighed the pros and cons and decided to wait for Di Chaohua to appear and fight her to end this disaster.
The world of Luohu's small world was shattered, blood energy leaked, and the invaders could not be driven out. They could only speed up the flow of time little by little. Wei Shiqi speculated that Emperor Chaohua did not send out an incarnation of spiritual thoughts, but his true body came. From that moment on , there was always a thought swirling in his mind, how to fight a true immortal. With the restraint of Heaven, the True Immortal could not act unscrupulously. Here was his opportunity. However, neither Tiye's Secret Talisman nor the Six Dragons' Return Control and Killing were enough to shake the True Immortal. He had to find another way.
During the entire year when he moved to the small world of Luohu, he sharpened his murderous intention and deduced his magical powers, and finally made preparations before Di Chaohua's brazen attack.
The sound of running water became louder and louder. It started out as a gurgling stream, but in a blink of an eye it turned into a mighty river. The blood in the sky was swept away, and a river of blood crossed the sky. Chaohua, the True Immortal Emperor of the Qionglong Clan, suddenly arrived and stood on the waves. Ruthless and desireless, she glanced at him coldly.
She recognized Wei Shiqi. In the battle at the Snake Neck Sea, he used six dragons to attack the waves, and the Qionglong tribe became the wronged souls in the sea. Even an incarnation of their spiritual thoughts was destroyed. She didn't bother to come to the door, but she was here in Luohu Xiaojie met.
The last trace of luck also dissipated. The true immortal of the Yu clan in front of him was definitely not the incarnation of divine thoughts. As soon as he appeared, the murderous intention in his chest was greatly suppressed. The nine dragons under the creation tree were restless, and the soul under his right arm was holding in his eyes. Pu Zi's remnant soul was also greatly afraid. Wei Shiqi's heart couldn't help but sink, his eyebrows were furrowed, and he sighed secretly.
Di Chaohua's expression moved slightly, and the nebula in his eyes swirled, showing a trace of surprise. There was a strange and violent energy in this person's body. It seemed that he had been plotted and missed the path to the true immortal. Such despicable means were most likely caused by Yun. What Xi Clan Heiyu did, he didn’t expect that even he couldn’t help but take action secretly! She hesitated for a moment, should she kill him and avoid any further trouble forever, or should she let him go and let him struggle in Da Yingzhou, stopping in front of the true fairyland without making any progress?
