A fierce battle is coming to an end. There are not many people left to fight in Chonglou Palace. There are also casualties in Yunjiang Palace. Nearly half of the water monsters were lost. Shen Banzi's golden stem was seriously injured. Thirteen real immortals died. After killing three people, Hong Daoqian, the master of Chonglou Hall, still fighting after being trapped, joined forces with his three compatriot sword cultivators, and successively killed Shen Tao of Xixin Hall, Taoist Wanlin of Dangkou Hall, and Shi Yulong of Changhe Hall. They were at the end of their strength and were unable to fight anymore.
Fighting for war glory, Taoist Yun gave an order, but before he could finish his words, Yuquanzi took action first, taking on the shape of half human and half demon, with nine pairs of dark wings spread out on his back, and each feather was a seven-evil sword. gas. With a fierce look in his eyes, he let out a scream, and dodged into Hong Daoqian's arms. He flapped his wings lightly, and his evil aura surged into the sky, like a long river across the star field, drawing the opponent into the endless sword light.
The Seven Evil Sword Qi is the most insidious. Once Yuquanzi attacks with all his strength, others can only watch on the sidelines. Even if they want to fight with him, they have to weigh the pros and cons. Hong Daoqian tried his best to raise the nine-luo smoke cloud cover, but the real energy in his body was empty. How could he withstand the consumption of the Qi of the Seven Evils? In no time, the light and oil were exhausted, and his body was destroyed by the Qi of the sword, and his soul was scattered.
When Taoist Master Yun stirred up his mental power, the ferocious girl turned to look at him, grinning, with a ferocious look on her face, unwilling to be suppressed by Jin Zhu again. Taoist Yin clasped his fingers tightly, golden beads clashed left and right in his palm, and countless talismans the size of rice grains appeared and disappeared, forming a series of restrictions to lock the evil objects. After a moment of stalemate, the girl, who had no essence and blood to nourish her, was finally unable to withstand the power of the golden beads. She screamed and turned into a black smoke, falling into the space between Taoist Yun's eyebrows.
Taoist Yun pressed the golden beads between his eyebrows to suppress the fierce charm, but felt a bit chilly in his heart. Shen Chenyi, the master of Biluo Palace, once warned him that the golden beads were too dangerous to suppress the charm. Once the true spirit overtook its master, it would be beyond the reach of the navel-eater. As the master of the true spirit, how could he not know. Summoning the true spirit again and again, consuming the essence and blood again and again, he is embarking on a road of no return. If he does not eliminate the hidden danger as soon as possible, he does not know which day he will become too evil and become a sacrifice of evil spirits, and he will regret it too late.
He glanced at Chonglou Palace and thought, if the master of Ruyunjian Palace is willing to help, he might be able to point out a clear path.
In front of the Chonglou Hall, Wei Shiqi was sleeping soundly. Seeing that the situation was decided, Zhu Chan couldn't wait to fly up and circle around the Chonglou Hall, with a delicate look on his face. Yaochi is the residence of the Queen of Heaven. The Chonglou Hall of Liquan Palace has been nourished by spiritual inspiration for a long time. It is much richer than the Huiyue Palace. As expected, there is no place to find it even if you wear iron shoes. It takes no effort at all. It is just that you need to seize the spiritual inspiration. With the help of Wei Shiqi, the Chonglou Palace was broken.
Zhu Chan glanced down and saw that the man was sleeping soundly with his arms and legs spread apart, snoring loudly. Seeing that he couldn't wake up for a while, she curled her lips and rushed into the Chonglou Hall. First, she went to Chonglou Dongtian and her party. All the treasures of interest were swept away.
When the dust settled, the remnants of the Chonglou Palace were slaughtered and no one was spared. Everyone let out a long sigh of relief and looked up in despair. The Chonglou Palace was so high up there that no one dared to touch it without the permission of the Lord of Yunjian Palace. He could only stand in the void for several hours, but he saw the Yunjing Palace slowly appearing at the end of his field of vision, being pulled by the air machine.
Hu Shanweng sat in the Yunjiang Palace under the orders of the Palace Master and could make decisions on some small matters. He politely greeted all the masters to return to the Yunjiang Palace temporarily and wait for the Palace Master to wake up before entering the palace for discussion. These words hit the mark, and all the true immortals used their methods to turn into rays of escaping light, passing through the vast star field, and landed in front of the Yunjiang Palace. Like tired birds returning to their nests, they each went into the cave to adjust their breath.
Tu Zhen straightened his body and landed directly in front of the Chonglou Hall. He approached with gentle steps and sat next to Wei Shiqi. He looked at his brows and eyes, feeling peaceful and happy in his heart, without worries or fear.
Emperor Chaohua smiled slightly, activated the blood river, rolled up the golden stem of Shen Banzi, and rolled it towards the Yunjiang Palace. The cloud beasts Kulu, Snake Turtle, and Yinglong gathered the surviving water monsters and followed closely. Hu Shanweng waved and called Wu Pinghu to his side. He asked a few questions in a low voice and found that although he was slightly injured, he was not seriously injured. He was really lucky.
The surroundings fell into silence again, the stars twinkled, and the starlight fell on the Yunjiang Palace, the Chonglou Palace, and Wei Shiqi and Tu Zhen. Fatigue slowly emerged from the bottom of his heart. In this battle, Tu Zhen tried his best, but at this moment he could no longer hold on. Her mind was wandering, and she suddenly remembered the joke of Di Chaohua. The four heavenly kings hold the country and hold the pipa, Zeng holds the sword, the dragon and the snake are entwined with wide eyes, and Duowen holds the treasure umbrella, alluding to Shen Banzi, Jin Jielu, and Di Chaohua. The master didn't seem to object to her and herself, and praised her for the four of them joining forces to fight against the enemy.
Tu Zhen slowly lay down next to Wei Shiqi, curled up into a ball, and thought vaguely, "Are the four heavenly kings, the protector gods under Tathagata Buddha in the Great Leiyin Temple in Lingshan Mountain in the West, they can take their place..."
Zhu Chan is like a hard-working little bee, moving in and out, taking out the good things from the Chonglou Cave one after another. The Chonglou Hall is not comparable to the Huiyue Hall. It has been collected for thousands of years and is dazzling. Although Zhu Chan has the storage bracelet given by Qinglan, her two arms jingle with seven or eight sets each, but she cannot hold these many things. Standing in front of the treasures piled up like a mountain, a look of distress appeared on his face. He looked at Wei Shiqi, who was sleeping soundly, and Tu Zhen, who was curled up next to him. His heart couldn't help but move, and he suddenly had an idea.
She poured out all the things in the storage bracelet, including magic weapons, techniques, heavenly materials, and earthly treasures. They were piled in one place by category. She rubbed her hands together and picked first. She picked up this item and looked at it, but she couldn't bear to part with that one. Like a mouse falling into a rice vat, it was confusing for a moment.
After an unknown amount of time, the snoring suddenly stopped. Wei Shiqi felt his whole body sore and was secretly frightened. The Immortal Killing Talisman given by the Queen of Heaven should not be touched lightly. If he could not kill his opponent, it would be tantamount to putting himself in a dangerous situation. There was a warm body next to him, and the cold breath filled his heart. He stretched out his hand to touch her little face, stood up and sat cross-legged, and looked up at the dark and deep star field. The "Ten Evil" evil stars cast a little blood. Light and star power flowed into the body continuously, and the Nine-Dragon Chariot Skill flowed like the wind on the water, and the true energy rose up in the Dantian, quickly converging into a stream, gurgling, and gradually growing stronger.
Zhu Chan stuffed her hands full of storage bracelets, but only took away 12/10 of them. She sighed and looked up at Wei Shiqi. Seeing him meditating with his eyes closed, he didn't care. She muttered a few words in her heart, pretending. He said generously: "I'd like to thank the palace master for cutting down the mountains and destroying the temple to seize the inspiration. The emperor has no shortage of hungry soldiers. Here, I destroyed two palaces in a row. All the things I got are here. Let the palace master choose. It doesn't matter if he takes them all."
Wei Shiqi slowly opened his eyes and stared at her for a moment, his expression a little strange. Zhu Chan vaguely felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't take it back when he opened his mouth, so he had to bite the bullet and said: "The master of the palace naturally looks down on these things, but everyone has contributed a lot in this battle, so it is not without small rewards for the subordinates." Make up..." Her voice gradually dropped, her arms were heavy, knowing that the essence of the two palaces was all in the storage bracelet, it was really unreasonable to pick the rest and send it to the master of Yunjian Palace.
Unexpectedly, Wei Shiqi nodded and said: "Yes!" He stretched out his hand and opened the "Yi Mustard Cave" to collect all the treasures that looked like a small mountain.
