Xiantao took his life, Pan Zhenren's body froze, and his movements were half a beat slower. Wei Shiqi circled the stone stick and stabbed him hard in the chest and abdomen, smashing his ribs and organs, and a transparent hole was opened in his chest and back. Big hole. Master Pan immediately lost his breath, but the next moment he was surrounded by green energy and resurrected, leaving behind a pulpy fairy peach. The real dragon chased him like a whirlwind, baring his teeth and claws, and fought endlessly. Wei Shiqi had no choice but to escape far away, and another Find other ways.
Pan Zhenren was killed twice in a row. He hurriedly shook the Vajra Hidden Dragon Horn and kept the real dragon by his side to protect him. He was very vigilant. The stone stick in the palm of the big man was clearly a sacred object erected in the Pillar Stone Hall of Yaochi Palace. It has not been chosen for thousands of years. Lord, I didn’t expect that it would fall into his hands and be forged into a powerful weapon that could defeat cleverness through clumsiness. If it weren’t for the indestructibility of the True Dragon King Kong, this fight would have ended up capsized in the gutter, regardless of whether it was intentional or unintentional.
One peach, one life, endless life, Wei Shiqi's heart is like a clear mirror. He does not believe that this method of life replacement can never be exhausted. Ten times is not enough to kill a hundred times, and a hundred times is not enough to kill a thousand times. He will surely kill Master Pan. However, the opponent is not a piece of wood, so how can he be allowed to fight thousands of times easily? If he cannot break the indestructible real dragon, it will only be a struggle after all, and it will be difficult to destroy it.
He thought for a few times, and stepped forward with the stick again. Master Pan had suffered a big loss before, so he did not dare to be careless this time. He shook the Vajra Hidden Dragon Horn, used his supreme magical power, and vertically lifted his body, landing on the top of the real dragon's head and lower body. Submerged into the dragon's head, they become one. The real dragon let out a long roar, its scales stood upright, its eyes were full of energy, and it was no longer a body with a scattered soul. It only relied on instinct to kill, circling and dancing, agile and agile, its sharp claws pulling the star power, rampaging, with momentum. No two at a time.
This move was exactly what Wei Shiqi wanted. He stepped on the golden sand of wind and fire, and held a water cloud stone stick. He was not afraid of close combat. The Vajra Hidden Dragon Horns imprisoned the heaven and the earth. There was no mystery. Although Pan Zhenren had the skill of surrogate death, he regretted it. In order to save his life, it actually helped him. He roared loudly, turned into a gray shadow, and beat around the real dragon, left and right, up and down, testing the real dragon's door one by one. Although the fight was lively , but it never reaches the critical point.
Pan Zhenren and the real dragon merged, attacking and defending as one, advancing and retreating freely, in an invincible position, and his spirit was suddenly lifted. He drove the real dragon to rush forward, poking with his Diamond Hidden Dragon Horns from time to time, trying to contain it, but half of his body was stuck in the dragon's head and could not move properly. Wei Shiqi mobilized the power of wind and fire, calmly avoided it, and struck several times All failed, Master Pan no longer wasted his efforts and concentrated on controlling the real dragon and fighting with it.
Wei Shiqi's Qi pulse was long, and even the methods he used were in vain. The life star dropped a bloody light and was able to immobilize the real dragon for a moment. The apocalypse orb could not break open the indestructible body of King Kong, not to mention that Pan Zhenren also had the art of substitute death. Even if it takes three to five years, I'm afraid there will be no winner. But this battle is not just between Wei Shiqi and Immortal Pan, Yunjing and Chonglou Halls are fighting to the death. The thirteen real immortals who have been recruited are all elites of the Four Palaces. How can they stop it from just one palace? The situation Gradually, he fell to the side of Yunjian Palace. Seeing the true immortals falling one by one, Chonglou Palace was about to fall apart.
Pan Zhenren also noticed that the decline was irreversible, and his heart trembled. If everyone in Chonglou Palace was killed, and he was left alone, what would he do? He immediately raised the Diamond Hidden Dragon Horn and abandoned Wei Shiqi. Relying on the real dragon's indestructibility, he turned around and pounced on Hong Daoqian who was in a desperate situation, hoping to use his own power to turn the situation around.
A huge will suddenly descended, and Taoist Yin's heart trembled. He didn't care about killing the enemy chief, and quickly stepped back a few feet. Looking up, he saw a real dragon leaping into the air, and the master of Liquan Palace, Pan Zhenren, was half submerged in the dragon's head. Holding a dragon horn, he sacrificed several magic weapons one after another, and the rays of light flooded the stars.
The crisis shrouded the world, and everyone's hearts were shaken. They dispersed like a tide. Hong Daoqian, the master of the Chonglou Palace, felt a stone fall in his heart. He let out a long sigh of relief. Looking around, the few who were lucky enough to escape the disaster of death came closer. , all of them described themselves as being in a miserable state, with pale breaths, and almost unable to hold on any longer.
Pan Zhenren ignored the enemy and attacked the Yunjiang Palace. He relied on the fact that the True Dragon King Kong was indestructible. No matter how arrogant Wei Shiqi was, he could not be hurt at all. What's more, he had Xiantao to die for him. As long as he used thunder By using various methods, these accomplices and lackeys will be wiped out, and this battle will not be considered lost.
The plan was not to the point, and the timing was precise. However, what Pan Zhenren did not expect was that there would always be variables outside the market. The real dragon turned around, and Pan Zhenren turned his attention to the chaotic battle situation. Wei Shiqi did not catch up and entangle him. He threw his right hand and sacrificed a golden talisman. The life star above his head was filled with blood, and the true energy in his body seemed to be loose. The wild horses all swarmed into the talisman.
The name of the talisman is "Zhu Xian", which was refined by the Queen of Heaven herself.
An awe-inspiring chill crept up his spine, and the real dragon beneath him felt it too. Master Pan suddenly looked back, and a golden light came into view, engulfing him in a mighty force.
The true energy was empty, and the bloody light of the "Ten Evil" evil stars dimmed and disappeared in the void. Wei Qiqi could not control the golden sand, and the power of wind and fire suddenly faded, like a stone, falling heavily in front of the Chonglou Palace. His body was out of control, as if it were filled with lead, and he couldn't get up. He tried his best to open his bitter eyelids, and the sky was spinning, and stars were appearing in his eyes. The stars in the sky were overlapping, making it difficult to see clearly.
The golden talisman floated slowly down and landed in his hand. Wei Shiqi reluctantly moved his fingers and held down the Zhu Xian Talisman. "His grandma's..." He muttered in a low voice, slowly closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.
Everyone looked up in unison, the golden light flashed for a few breaths, and gradually faded away. The real dragon was like a clay sculpture and wood carving. Master Pan held the Vajra Hidden Dragon Horn, and the corners of his eyes and eyebrows could not hide his despair and fear. There was great terror between life and death. At the moment when the golden light lit up, he clearly sensed a ray of will from the Queen of Heaven, crushing him with overwhelming force.
In the peach garden in the Yaochi Palace, there is a purple-striped peach tree. It blooms once every nine thousand years, bears fruit once every nine thousand years, and takes another nine thousand years to mature. This tree captures the creation of heaven and earth, absorbs the essence of the sun and the moon, and is cultivated into an essence. Follow the Yaochi Palace. Lord Xihua Yuanjun betrayed the Queen of Heaven, and the Queen of Heaven used other people's hands to kill him. Yuan Jun is highly valued, has been practicing Taoism for thousands of years, and Xiantao has taken his place. At this moment, everything is like a mirror and a moon in the water.
Master Pan sighed, and the horns of the Vajra Hidden Dragon were broken. The True Dragon Clothes turned into powder, and life was cut off. A dark vortex appeared in the void, rapidly expanding, and all the starlight was distorted. Only the incoming and outgoing could be seen. Pan Zhenren's body made a soft "click" sound, cracking countless tiny ice patterns, scattering into fly ash, falling into the whirlpool, and disappearing without a trace in an instant.
The disaster of annihilation came and went suddenly, and the master of Liquan Palace in Yaochi, Pan Zhenren, suddenly seemed like a traceless spring dream.
The Chonglou Hall was high up, and the sound of snoring could be heard clearly. Taoist Yun was stunned for a long time, then raised his hands feebly and said: "Fellow Taoists, go ahead and finish the battle!"
