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It was unexpected that Zhou Ji acted so decisively, but in Mei Zhenren's impression, Wei Shiqi was not a person who would rather bend than bend. He never did anything useless. In a sense, Zhou Ji was another him. She stretched out her hand and pointed, saying Dharma Sui, saying the word "solid", and the sea water instantly became as solid as a diamond, imprisoning the opponent.
After breaking through the barrier between heaven and man and achieving the body of a true immortal, Mei Zhenren's magical powers greatly increased. However, what she didn't expect was that the words and spells could only trap Zhou Ji for a few breaths. He shook his shoulders and used his physical body alone. With such strength, he will break free from the shackles and go away suddenly, unable to stay. Master Mei frowned slightly, but did not take advantage of the situation to pursue him. He counted with his fingers and realized that he used the body of a true immortal to practice magic. He was physically strong and powerful, but it was difficult to trap him with ordinary means.
It has only been a short time since Master Mei became a true immortal, and his foundation has not yet been solidified. The only magic weapons he has at hand are the three hundred and sixty-five natal jade talismans, the Jiuyue Collapse Stone, and the Sun Swallowing Pearl. Even if he can catch up with Zhou Ji, it's all in vain. No matter what, she just sits in Dayingzhou and does not allow the devil to harm her. As for how to deal with Zhou Ji, others will take care of it, and she does not need to worry about it.
Zhou Ji parted from the sea and moved forward. Without moving, he escaped for hundreds of miles. He didn't see Master Mei chasing after him. He felt relieved. Suddenly, a whisper sounded in his ears. It was Master Mei who transmitted the message to him, "Fellow Taoist has great supernatural powers. If you don’t want to return to heaven, no one will force you to do so. Go and get all the three continents in Yuanhai, except Dayingzhou. Taoist friends will do it for themselves, and don’t make mistakes.”
The lingering sound lingered like a thread, and Zhou Ji sneered secretly. Master Mei knew that he couldn't do anything to him, so he just wanted to save himself and divert the trouble to the east. He would write down this account for the time being and calculate it slowly in the future. The most urgent task was to gather Luo Feather's wings. , practice magic skills. Zhou Ji thought for a moment, there is a real immortal Mei sitting in Dayingzhou, it is difficult to figure it out in a hurry, the abyss is vast, the real immortal can only be eight generals, Li Shilong, and lacquered Buddha Bu Yan, who can't hide in the deep, and the rest are all busy and needless. Scruples. He made up his mind, summoned Yan Qingyang, and headed to Dayingzhou first. Unconsciously, he took away the remaining treasure that had been left in the hands of the man who had left him, turned around and headed east towards the Snake Neck Sea.
Yan Qingyang appeared in his original form as a carp whale, riding the wind and waves without moving at all. Zhou Ji sat on its back, not noticing any bumps. He took out the remnant treasure and looked at it carefully, testing it inch by inch with his demonic energy, and he fell into deep thought. The remnant treasure was a dark and shiny wooden stake. It was extremely heavy and clumsy, but it contained a bit of vitality in its heart, which was extraordinary. Fusang wood, spirit-eating wood, and Baoxu wood are also called the three sacred trees in heaven. Could it be that this remnant treasure is just a piece of sacred tree that grows naturally? Zhou Ji was hesitant, and it would be a pity to refine the sacred tree to replenish the demonic energy. However, it was also difficult to plant it because he lacked the blessed land of Cave Heaven and had nowhere to plant it.
Compared with Wei Shiqi, he has too few chips on hand, but the "Yi mustard cave" hidden deep in his body is no less than a real treasure in heaven, not to mention the towering tree of creation, the six dragons returning to control, the apocalypse orb, and the wind. It's so hot and golden that it makes one's teeth itch with envy just thinking about it.
With the Snake Neck Sea in front of him, Yan Qingyang flicked his tail fin and sank into the water, stirring up countless bubbles and diagonally inserting them into the seabed.
It vaguely seems to be revisiting the old place. When huge rocks cluster into continuous mountains and trenches are criss-crossed, the memories are awakened. Xi Ruyun, Xi Yuan, Sui Yan, Yin Yuan'er, Tu Zhen, each figure appeared in front of his eyes, and then gradually faded away. For a moment, Zhou Ji was in a trance, as if yesterday had reappeared and everything had never begun.
Yin Qi surged, and the Snake Neck Sea fell into deathly silence. Yan Qingyang spit out a string of bubbles, making a gurgling sound, and Zhou Ji woke up immediately. He can't go back to the past, and he can't look back.
Zhou Ji kicked off his feet, parted the sea water, and slid into the trench like a fish. Yan Qingyang put away his true body of the carp whale, transformed into an ugly man, and followed closely behind him. Time had passed too long, the sea had changed, and the trench was completely different from what he remembered. After searching around for a long time, Zhou Ji found the entrance to the small "Snake Sea". Standing on the wall for thousands of years, his hands were slippery. He stretched out his hand to touch the cold stone wall, feeling the Yin Qi left by Yin Yuan'er, layer upon layer, forming a restriction that has not faded away after thousands of years.
Zhou Ji thought for a while and took out a fist-sized ghost stone from his sleeve. It was gray-black, shiny, and had sharp edges. It was the elite he had selected from hundreds of thousands of ghost soldiers.
He placed the underworld stone in the palm of his hand, filled it with demonic energy, and used the "eclipse truth" magical power to infuse the stone's heart with a little life. In an instant, countless magic patterns appeared. On the stone wall, iron beads are attracted like magnets, rolling around, rolling around, wearing away the yin energy bit by bit. The restrictions were gradually thinned and dissipated without a trace. The demonic patterns in the stone were surging, appearing and disappearing, desperately devouring the hard-won Yin Qi.
Above the extreme sky, there are four Zhengyang Palaces, Dinxia Palace, Yunjiang Palace, Yunjiang Cave, Lotus Peak, Elderberry Floating Palace, Yin Yuan'er, three hundred and sixty-five drops of Xuanming heavy water, and the Styx River is far away. The Yin Qi that Tiye Ghost Cultivator abandoned in the Snake Neck Sea is the only available thing at the moment. Zhou Ji was not in a hurry to break through the small boundary of the "Sea of Snakes" and allowed the Ming Stone to absorb the Yin Qi, working tirelessly and greedily.
The restrictions were eliminated layer by layer, and the stone wall made a soft "click" sound, and suddenly opened, and the rich Yin Qi spurted out. The Mingshi was so excited that it rushed into the small world and plundered wantonly, for fear of missing this opportunity, it would be difficult to create a ghost again. Yin body.
Zhou Ji stepped into the "Sea of Snakes" and saw a vast ocean with nine crescent moons hanging high in the sky. The silver light shone brightly everywhere, swaying like giant snakes.
Tiye Guixiu exterminated the plesiosaur clan and worked hard for many years. Wei Shiqi kidnapped all the accumulated collection, leaving not even a mouthful of soup or water. However, when Wei Shiqi got the Taiyin Yuanming Pearl, how could he take this remaining Yin Qi into his heart? Now the world has changed, and the three continents of Yuanhai are like places where Yin Qi accumulates in the "Snake Sea" small world. Not much left.
The "Snake Sea" small world is a rare "sea world". Looking around, there is no place to settle. Zhou Ji ordered Yan Qingyang to appear in the original form of a carp whale, float on the water, sit cross-legged, put a piece of sacred wood in front of him, pondered for a long time, raised his hands and pressed them heavily on the wooden stake, with his beard and hair spread out, his robes bulging, hunting and flying, The demonic energy swept in, like a huge millstone, turning left and right, refining the sacred wood into energy and replenishing the demonic energy.
I don’t know how much effort it takes to complete the remnant treasure and achieve the true spirit, not to mention that it may not be consistent with the methods of the devil. Instead of placing hope on the slim possibility, it is better to waste the natural resources and directly refine them into devil energy, and eat it as your own flesh. , the rest are all false.
The stars soared into the sky, and the sacred tree buzzed, as if it was aware of the crisis, struggled to death, and sank suddenly. The carp whale seemed to be suppressed by the mountain, with broken tendons and fractures, and was in excruciating pain. It let out a long groan, and blood spurted out of its mouth, stained with blood. The sea turned red.
Zhou Ji refused to give up. The demonic energy in his body was surging, and he spared no effort to refine the sacred tree. After dozens of breaths, the majestic essence fed back into his body, and streams of warm currents flowed through him. Every inch of his skin and every pore was full of power. The demonic energy accumulated more and more, and became thicker and thicker. The body could no longer contain it. Wu Zi kept pouring in. It was a rare opportunity. Zhou Ji snorted and activated the demonic power, converting the demonic energy into the original energy of the devil, and collected it in his heart. Deep in his heart, the original energy of the demon was slowly rotating like a nebula, and something came out of nothing. A bit of innate inspiration took shape. Zhou Ji raised his head and blew out a breath of turbid air, and the five-color divine light scythe jumped out and hung above his head.
Debris fell from his fingers, and the sacred tree disintegrated, disappearing from the world. Zhou Ji accumulated a lot of experience and relied on the original energy of the devil to recast the five-color divine light sickle.
