Tao Tie was chased by the demonic aura. Wei Shiqi used the "Ziwu Demon Refining Pot" to sense the location of Tao Tie and escaped into the depths of the desert. After walking for more than ten days, a touch of green suddenly appeared at the end of his field of vision. It was not a mirage, but a mirage. A rare oasis. The oasis is not big, only a few miles in circumference. A cold spring gushes up from the ground, nourishing the budding vegetation. It survives the scorching sun and yellow sand, forming a shallow clear pool. It is surrounded by strange trees and grasses, blocking the invasion of sand dunes, and the air It is filled with moist water vapor, which makes people forget about tiredness.
Tao Tie jumped out of the pool and stared at his master eagerly. It would take a hundred days to wait for the time to change. Wei Shiqi was not in a hurry to catch up with the Demon Emperor Luo Lai and stayed at the oasis to rest and catch his breath. Tao Tie immediately smiled and offered a few unknown wild fruits. They were hard, green and furry, with a wisp of aura wrapped around them and not yet ripe. Wei Shiqi waved his hands and ordered it to be used by himself. The pottery stickers were not too sour, so he gnawed them clean one by one. He planted the fruit cores into the soil, poured enough water thoughtfully, and prayed with his hands.
The oasis was deserted, with only a few traces of animals left. Luo Xie and his party did not pass by here. Tao Tie obviously smelled the spirit fruit and took countless detours to lead them here. The water in the desert spring was clear and sweet. Zhu Nili gurgled and filled his stomach. Ding Ning took a small taste and stopped. Wei Shiqi did not touch a drop of water. He only walked around the clear pool and sat under the shade of a tree to think quietly.
The three of them rested for most of an hour before embarking on their journey again. Tao Tie gnawed on a few spiritual fruits, jumped up and down, and plunged into the yellow sand, looking for the remaining evil spirit to follow. He was extremely excited and was running faster and faster. The faster you go, the gravel is like water, rolling up small turbulences and rushing past. After chasing for a whole day and night, the evil spirit ahead was clearly discernible. Tao Tie ran hundreds of feet quickly, suddenly jumped up high, rushed out of the sand dune, waved his hands together, and the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder struck down one after another, thunderbolts resounded, and a line of The dragon's tail whipped out and scattered into the sky.
Zhao Jiashen showed his figure with an expressionless face, kneaded the magic formula with his right hand, collected all the divine thunder, rubbed his palms back and forth, and kneaded them into a thunder pill the size of his thumb. Zhu Nili came up and deliberately made a "vote of approval" in front of Wei Shiqi, and suddenly opened the "Eighteen Mud Plow", and the phantoms covered him one after another, pulling out tongues, scissors, iron trees, evil mirrors, Steamer, copper pillar, knife mountain, iceberg, oil pan, cattle pit, stone press, mortar, blood pool, wasted death, torture, volcano, stone mill, knife saw, ghosts crying and wolves howling, it is difficult to distinguish the authenticity. Zhao Jiashen's eyes showed a sharp look. Since Zhu Nili had turned against him, he didn't hold back at all. He spat out his palm and shot out thunder pills. The lightning exploded, splitting a way out, and floated out.
Zhu Nili activates his magical power, and the illusion closes up again. Zhao Jiashen knows his methods thoroughly. Once he is trapped in the "Eighteen Mud Plow" and cannot extricate himself, and his mind is slightly shaken, the illusion will turn into reality, and all kinds of torture will be inflicted on him. Escape is impossible. He pursed his lips and screamed loudly, piercing the clouds and cracking the silk. The sound waves spread out, shaking and scattering the illusion of the mud plow. I wish the mud plow to spare no effort to activate the "Eighteen Mud Plow Sutra", and press forward in waves, dragging it in place, and then He couldn't move his feet either.
The evil spirit quickly went away, Tao Tie tightened his face, and was very unhappy. The Nine Heavens Divine Thunder was easily taken away by the opponent, which made him feel that he had lost face. He stared at Zhao Jiashen and wanted to regain his place. The little true spirit was not in Zhao Jiashen's eyes at all. His chest and abdomen were heaving, and he was whistling incessantly. His left hand was holding the bow, and his right hand was holding an arrow. The bow opened like a full moon, and the arrow flew away like a shooting star. A milky white turbulence quickly formed, tearing The mirage of opening the "Eighteen Mud Plow" shot directly into Zhu Nili's throat.
"Throat-sealing arrows" are somewhere between tangible and intangible. They are bound to hit when they leave the string. Zhu Nili knows how powerful it is. Shadows fly out from his body and hit the front against the turbulence. An arrow pierces the throat and disintegrates into nothingness. In an instant, It took more than a hundred incarnations to resolve it with the "throat-sealing arrow". Zhao Jiashen took advantage of his lack of time to be distracted and ran away, but Tao Tie hugged his right leg. The corner of his mouth cracked to the temples, revealing his sharp teeth. He took a hard bite, and his face suddenly became bitter. He broke a mouth full of steel teeth and ate some. Small loss.
Zhao Jiashen raised his foot to push the pottery away, pressed it with his five fingers, and powerful force came out, crushing it to pieces. The next moment, he struggled to poke his head out of the "Ziwu Demon Refining Pot" and clenched his small fists to demonstrate fiercely. Zhao Jiashen was dragged by Tao Tie for a moment, and fell into the mud plow illusion again. He had to repeat his old trick and pull the "throat sealing arrow", but he saw Zhu Nili shaking his shoulders and transforming into more than ten clones in an instant. For a moment, he couldn't tell the truth. Fake, with a slight twitch, the illusions overlapped one after another.
Zhao Jiashen's eyes reflected the miserable conditions of "Eighteen Mud Plows", and he secretly said "No," and had to bite out a pill of "Calming Mind and Eliminating Wandering Pills" in his mouth. A bitter taste flowed into his throat, and the power of the medicine dissipated, and his mind suddenly became clear. come over. This "Soothing Heart and Eliminating Wandering Pill" is a spiritual elixir given to him by the ancestor of Tianhu. It is specially made to restrain the illusion of "Eighteen Mud Plow". According to Zhao Jiashen's original intention, he neither accepts his affection nor eats it. His medicine, but the "Eighteen Mud Plow Sutra" is difficult to deal with, so we can't wait to worry about it now. If there are any future troubles, let's worry about it in the future!
Zhu Nili saw him bending his bow and setting an arrow, standing frozen on the spot, unable to extricate himself from the fantasy scene of the mud plow. His heart suddenly relaxed. More than ten avatars gathered together and stepped forward. After taking a few steps, Zhao Jiashen pointed out three fingers. Pine, the "throat-sealing arrow" was as fast as a stream of light, piercing his throat. Zhu Nili's face showed a look of surprise, and his body was disillusioned. It turned out to be a lifelike incarnation. Only then did Zhao Jiashen realize that he had fallen into the trap of the other party. He said "Hey" and narrowed his eyes slightly, with a fierce light in his eyes. move.
The void rippled like water, and Zhu Nili's figure gradually emerged. Zhao Jiashen didn't know what medicine he had taken wrong, but the "Eighteen Nili Sutra" could not do anything to him. Instead, the "throat-sealing arrow" pierced his throat when it came out, which made him quite afraid. Fortunately, he has taken on thousands of incarnations, and it is difficult to tell the truth from the truth. He is deliberately on guard and is safe to protect himself. However, he cannot give away this "letter of surrender".
Wei Shiqi looked at it for a moment. Each of the eight courtyard pillars in the "Eternal Life Village" had its own merits. The "Eighteen Mud Plow Sutra" and the "Throat-Sealing Arrow" were unique. They were extremely capable of changes, which was quite impressive. However, the return of all rivers In the sea, all laws are unified, and "power" and "cohesion" are reached to the extreme. Ultimately, they are just "laws". If you don't control the power of laws, you will eventually fall into inferiority. Zhao Jiashen was ordered to stay behind and fight hard without retreating. If this is the case, then his painstaking efforts will be fulfilled and his later life will be preserved.
With his mind set, and not giving the other party a chance to regret and beg for mercy, Wei Shiqi stretched out his finger, and countless bloodshot threads appeared out of thin air and rolled inward. Zhao Jiashen was shocked, and then he realized that Wei Shiqi was actually watching the battle, waiting to risk his life to escape at all costs. But it was already a step too late, the body disintegrated, the soul was annihilated, the world seemed to be shaken, a pair of huge pupils opened a thin line in the dark, and he glanced at the desert, and then calmed down.
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