God Emperor

Before the Pluto blood poison was unleashed, Gu Songzi sent a message to remind Zhang Ruochen. Therefore, at the first moment, Zhang Ruochen used his speed, rushed into the Qianye Sacred Core Grass, and hid.

According to Gu Songzi, the central area of ​​Qianye Sacred Core Grass can withstand the toxin of Pluto's blood poison.

"Uh-huh."

Ye Xiaoxiang did not dare to touch the poison of Pluto's blood and turned into a black shadow, rushing backwards so fast that Zhang Ruochen's current visual resolution ability could not see her figure clearly. Naturally, it exceeded the spread speed of bloodshot.

Flying a hundred feet high in the air, Ye Xiaoxiang suddenly turned around, his sleeves bulged up, and two powerful Xuan Yin Gang winds surged out.

"call!"

The wind was extremely powerful, and in an instant, the cultivation treasure land under Lingshan Mountain became tattered. Thousands of elixirs were turned into fly ash, and soil and stones were swept into the air. Even the trees not far away were The woods also disappeared in patches, turning into yellow-brown mud.

Just a gust of wind caused no grass to grow in the area dozens of miles around.

Fortunately, there are remnant formations left over from the Middle Ages guarding this land. Otherwise, the destruction caused by the Xuanyin Gangfeng would have been even more terrifying.

Pluto's blood poison was blown away.

The Xuanyin Gang Wind did not stop. Muds, rocks and trees flew in the air, causing darkness above everyone's heads.

At this moment, Thousand-leaf Sacred Core Grass fully showed its extraordinary side. Each blade of grass shrank inward and wrapped itself into a spherical shape. At the same time, the roots go deep into the ground, firmly grasping the earth.

Zhang Ruochen stood in the center of the Thousand-leaf Sacred Core Grass. Through the gaps in the grass blades, he could hear the harsh sound of the wind and see the scene of destruction like the end of the world.

"Ye Yu Xiaoxiao is heartbroken, and her reputation is truly well-deserved. No wonder all the saints in the Kunlun Realm will be frightened when they hear her name." Zhang Ruochen pursed his lips tightly and became worried about Gu Songzi.

Gu Songzi's mental power is indeed very powerful and unfathomable, but his combat effectiveness is quite low, at most equivalent to the level of a Tongtian realm martial arts saint. How can he be Ye Xiaoxiang's opponent?

It's not that the higher the mental power, the stronger the strength.

The key is to see, what are the abilities of spiritual monks?

For example, some spiritual monks have the ability to "calculate", so even if they reach the level of a great spiritual saint, they have no combat effectiveness at all and can only become a prophet or a strategist. ?

Ancient pine nuts are indeed very powerful in poisonous roads, but they are more suitable for sneak attacks and large-scale wars.

In a real head-to-head confrontation with top experts, others have already taken precautions, so using poison may not have much effect.

Ye Xiaoxiang was not close to Gu Songzi. Five slender fingers poked out from the wide sleeves. The holy energy gushing from the fingertips condensed into a chain with demonic energy and wrapped around Gu Songzi's body.

"Snapped!"

Gu Songzi crushed a talisman, and a ball of purple flames came out and covered his body. The chains, which were as thick as wine glasses, turned into wisps of demonic energy and dissipated, unable to restrain him at all.

"Tiangang Purple Fire Talisman."

"Elder Ku's methods cannot be inferred based on common sense. No wonder the leader wants me to come and invite you in person." Ye Xiaoxiang said.

Xiao Mie laughed: "Elder Ku stepped into the level of the Holy King of Spiritual Power I don't know how many years ago. Even if he is not a fighting spiritual monk, he must not be underestimated. If this Palace Master is not wrong, Elder Ku For six hundred years, you have not only been studying the path of alchemy and poison, but also the path of talismans. Do you want to make a breakthrough in combat? "

Gu Songzi has always wanted to take revenge, but his combat effectiveness is low, so he naturally wants to start from other aspects.

Fu Dao is a good choice.

"Since you want to try it, I will grant it to you."

Gu Songzi took out two talismans at the same time, held them between his fingers, and punched them toward the sky, hitting Ye Xiaoxiang and Xiao Mie respectively.

The two Tiangang Purple Fire Talismans played this time are many times more powerful than the one just now. They are Gu Songzi's two trump cards. It took a lot of hard work and countless precious resources to refine them. Unless it is a last resort, they will not be used at all. Won't use it.

"Bang bang."

The two talismans exploded in the sky at the same time, forming two circles of purple-red flames. The spiritual energy of the world was shaken violently, forming two huge waves of spiritual energy that spread outward.

The entire Xianji Mountain was shaking slightly, and everyone, whether they were human saints or ferocious beasts, felt horrified.

"What a terrifying power. Is there someone at the level of a Saint King entering Xianji Mountain?"

Martial Saint Canglan stood next to a stream and looked at the purple sea of ​​fire in the sky. He saw balls of fire falling downwards, like fire rain.

Even if a purple fireball the size of a fist falls to the ground, it will create a large crater and melt the ground into lava for several feet in radius.

In the central area of ​​the battle, how powerful will the power of the purple sea of ​​fire be?

Zhang Ruochen was hiding inside the Qianye Sacred Core Grass. In his sight, not far away, only half of the towering Lingshan Mountain, thousands of meters high, was left. The rest of the mountain turned into red magma and flowed down the mountain. The scene was extremely shocking.

"Gu Songzi actually has such powerful methods. I'm afraid he didn't want to expose his attainments in the Tao of Talisman before and hid his strength. Even if a holy king of spiritual power is not good at fighting, he is not a saint who can be provoked." Zhang Ruochen said from The way of speaking to oneself.

Xiao Mie shot out eighteen iron pillars in a row, suspended in eighteen directions. From the iron pillars, dense inscriptions poured out, forming a defensive formation.

Each iron pillar has become more than a hundred meters tall, like eighteen divine pillars reaching the sky, rotating rapidly, not only protecting itself, but also sweeping a group of dark night messengers from the Dark Night Palace into the formation.

"Boom." However, the power of the two Tiangang Purple Fire Talismans was too terrifying. The two seas of fire formed actually caused the eighteen iron pillars of the formation to slowly melt.

The faces of all the Dark Night Messengers changed drastically, and they felt that death was approaching step by step.

Xiao Mie also took a breath of cold air, and continued to carve formation inscriptions with his hands, carving out defensive formations one after another on all four sides of his body.

"Bang bang."

Explosions sounded, the eighteen formation iron pillars melted, and the Tiangang Purple Fire surged towards them like a tide.

A total of seven layers of defensive formations were as fragile as eggshells and could not withstand the purple fire of Tiangang. Xiao Mie and a group of night messengers were about to die miserably.

Xiao Mie gritted his teeth, with a sinister look on his face, and actually dug out two green eyeballs from his eye sockets, holding them in his left and right hands respectively.

"The unparalleled formation of ghosts and gods."

As he poured his mental power into it, there was a loud roar in the two eyeballs, and a ghost shadow and a divine shadow rushed out respectively. Both shadows are tens of feet tall, forming a formation.

The power of the ghost shadow and the divine shadow finally withstood the Tiangang Purple Fire.

In the other direction, Ye Xiaoxiang escaped from the central area of ​​the Tiangang Purple Fire Talisman at lightning speed, and used "to protect himself" to escape the murder.

However, a large area of ​​her black clothes was burned by the flames, exposing the snow-white skin on her lower abdomen.

For a big shot like her, it was quite embarrassing and embarrassing.

Xiao Mie held a green eyeball in one hand, and huge divine shadows and ghostly shadows followed him from left to right, saying: "A Holy Master of Alchemy Dao has actually practiced Talisman Dao to such an extent. Senior, after all, It’s a senior, I can’t help but admire you.”

Ye Xiaoxiang flew down from mid-air and was suspended about three feet away from the magma. He held a black light in his slender hand, like a black lamp.

A needle as thin as an ox's hair, suspended in the black light, is the Xiaoxiang Divine Needle, the sacred weapon with ten thousand patterns that scares the saints in the Kunlun world.

A bitter smile appeared on Gu Songzi's face, he shook his head and sighed: "Since you can block the Tiangang Purple Fire without dying, I can only accept my fate today."

"Since you have accepted your fate, Elder Ku, please stop fussing and come back to the main altar with us honestly."

Ye Xiaoxiang stepped on the void and walked towards Gu Songzi.

Xiao Mie warned and said: "Palace Master Ye, be careful. How can a Holy King of Spiritual Power accept his fate so easily? Just in case, it is best to use the Xiaoxiang Divine Needle to seal his Spiritual Power first."

Gu Songzi knew that the plan had been seen through, so he no longer showed weakness to the enemy and fired ten talismans in a row.

"Wow——"

The Xiaoxiang Divine Needle flew out first, forming a winding path of light that penetrated ten talismans, leaving a pinhole on each talisman.

"Chichi."

Then, dense cracks appeared on the ten talismans and turned into ten balls of flying ash.

Xiaoxiang's magic needle continued to fly out and hit Gu Songzi between the eyebrows.

Seeing that all ten talismans were destroyed, Gu Songzi was completely despairing. He didn't even bother to use the amulet. He just closed his eyes and waited for the judgment of fate.

"Ding!"

A small blue flower with three leaves flew out from the forest in the distance, collided with the Xiaoxiang Divine Needle, and actually knocked all the sacred artifacts away.

"Who dares to interfere with the Moon God Cult?"

Ye Xiaoxiang's voice was bone-chilling.

A cold air surged from her body, causing all the magma on the ground to cool down and turn into hard rock.

Xiao Mie also became vigilant. You must know that with Ye Xiaoxiang's cultivation level and the grade of Xiaoxiang's divine needle, even if she just strikes casually, the power is quite terrifying.

Being able to fly the Xiaoxiang Divine Needle means that the person who comes here is by no means an ordinary little character.

"rustle."

Qing Mo sat on the head of the golden bat python and walked out of the forest.

She was shocked when she saw the dilapidated scene in front of her. Dozens of miles around were turned into scorched earth. Where could it still be the beautiful paradise?

Immediately afterwards, the alcoholic lunatic walked out of the forest, stretched out a hand, and took back the three-leaf nine-leaf flower.

At this moment, the temperament of the drunk maniac was completely different from before. His figure was as straight as a spear, and his eyes looked very sharp. He stared at Ye Xiaoxiang and Xiao Mie and said angrily: "You are so brave, Shi Qianjue is like this Teach you how to deal with the former patriarch of the cult?"