Looking at Zhu Tiancang's gaze, he saw that after collecting the twelve bronze people, the entire witch hall seemed extremely empty, and the golden light was becoming more and more dazzling.

The thing wrapped in that golden light cluster was nothing else, it was the skull he had seen in the memory fragment before, and the Emperor River took it out, so as to forcibly cast the Twelve Heavenly Arrays and the Demon Clan's Death Treasure.

After staring at the skull for a long time, Zhu Tiancang put away his gaze, swallowed his saliva and said, "What the hell is this thing!"

While speaking, Zhu Tiancang's footsteps unconsciously walked in front of the skull, and subconsciously reached out and grabbed it in his hand.

"Smack!"

Starting with the skull, Zhu Tiancang immediately felt a tingling pain in his right hand.

Looking down, I saw that his right hand was unconsciously drenched in blood, and the blood continued to sink into it along the seven orifices of the skull, and even the mana in his body was gradually absorbed.

Until this moment, Zhu Tiancang finally came back to his senses, felt that his vitality was constantly being absorbed by the skull, and a shocking color immediately burst out from his eyes, and he lost his voice: "Damn, what's going on!"

Subconsciously, Zhu Tiancang just shook his right hand, wanting to shake the skull out of his hand.

Unfortunately, the reality is cruel.

I saw that the skull seemed to be stuck to Zhu Tiancang's hand, and no matter how much it was shaken, there was no intention of getting rid of it.

Not only that, but with Zhu Tiancang's urging of the mana in his body to forcibly remove it, he found that the mana was sucked up the moment it touched the skull, and even the whole person was a little faint in front of his eyes.

"Not good!"

In an instant, Zhu Tiancang came back to his senses, shook his head hard to keep himself awake, and after glancing at the skull, he directly sat cross-legged, and the two large and small worlds opened, and a steady stream of spiritual energy was transformed into mana in the body, which was continuously injected into the skull under the control of Zhu Tiancang.

At this point, there were only two ways in front of Zhu Tiancang: either cut off his arm, or let his skull absorb enough mana, or even refine it.

Cutting off his own arm, Zhu Tiancang naturally wouldn't do anything, so the only way was to forcibly sacrifice the skull.

Although he knew the importance of the skull to the Wu Clan, Zhu Tiancang had no choice, after all, if this thing was not refined, then his vitality would probably be consumed by it.

As time passed, more and more mana was poured into the skull, and the skull also burst out with incomparably brilliant brilliance, and even began to echo with Zhu Tiancanopy.

I don't know how long later, the skull suddenly darkened, and the white bones of Sen Sen turned into cyan at a speed visible to the naked eye, and then turned into liquid and merged into Zhu Tiancang's arm.

At the moment when the skull turned into liquid and entered the body, Zhu Tiancang felt an itch, an incomparable itch, and subconsciously opened his eyes and stretched out his left hand to scratch it.

But at the moment when his left hand approached the skin, the movement in Zhu Tiancang's hand couldn't help but pause, and he gritted his teeth and said: "No, I don't know what this thing is, I must not scratch it, in case I scratch the skin and let those liquids flow out, I am afraid that the consequences will be unimaginable." ”

Having made up his mind, Zhu Tiancang couldn't help but exhale heavily, resisted the impulse in his heart with great perseverance, closed his eyes and muttered: "If the heart is like ice crystals, the sky will not be shocked......

In this way, the hall fell into dead silence again.

I saw that Zhu Tiancang's arm was shining with blue light, and it diffused at a speed visible to the naked eye, and soon his whole person was enveloped.

"Ah......h

The screams rang out, breaking the silence of the Witch Temple.

After those liquids flowed in Zhu Tiancang's body, the scarred meridians were directly rushed into Zhu Tiancang's sea of consciousness, and they rushed straight into his primordial spirit.

Seeing that the Yuan Shen was wrapped in cyan liquid, and the Yuan Shen was full of cracks and had a tendency to collapse, Zhu Tiancang's eyes couldn't help but flash a trace of panic, and he muttered: "Damn, how is this good!"

It was only at this moment that Zhu Tiancang repented.

I knew this earlier, what did he say just now, he would have cut off his right arm on the spot, now it's okay, the cyan liquid invades the Yuan Shen, and if he is not careful, the Yuan Shen is afraid that it will completely collapse and disintegrate, and when the time comes, he will ......

Thinking of a possibility, Zhu Tiancang gritted his teeth and said: "Very good, since things have come to this point, then if they want to be broken, they will be broken, and it just so happens that I will use this to complete the fourth turn of the Nine Turns of Xuangong." ”

As soon as he thought of this, Zhu Tiancang did not hesitate, his divine consciousness returned to the Yuan Shen, forcibly endured the pain of the cyan liquid restlessness, and frantically operated the Nine Turns Xuan Gong, not only did he want to protect his Yuan Shen, but also contributed to the shattering of his Yuan Shen.

It can be said that Zhu Tiancang has gone completely crazy at the moment.

Although he had been understanding the fourth turn for a while, he was not sure at all, which was why Zhu Tiancang had not cultivated the fourth turn all along.

But now, he has no choice, and he has no way out at all except to break and stand up.

Either sit back and wait for the cyan liquid to corrode the Yuan Shen, and when the time comes, he will lose the Yuan God, and he will become a waste that even Xiao Wu can't beat, but how can Zhu Tiancang accept such a result?

Click!

Click!

......

The sound of shattering gradually resounded, and I saw that Zhu Tiancang's Yuan Shen cracked at a speed visible to the naked eye, and those cyan liquids seemed to have found the source, and the steady stream was from the beginning of the crack into the Yuan Shen.

With the passage of time, Zhu Tiancang's Yuan Shen became blue and bright, like an emerald full of cracks, which could collapse at any time, and the pain it endured was as if it had been cut by a thousand knives, which was extremely disturbing the mind.

Suddenly, Zhu Tiancang's Yuan Shen opened his eyes, the twelve-grade lotus flower condensed, and he shouted in a low voice: "Break it for me!"

With a 'bang', the primordial spirit exploded and turned into countless fragments, and drops of cyan liquid wrapped the fragments, constantly moving in the sea of knowledge.

At the same time, within the Sea of Knowledge, the Twelve-Rank Blue Lotus slowly opened, and the endless qi of creation gushed out, wrapping those broken steps, preventing them from having the possibility of breaking free and escaping or even entering the Sea of Knowledge.

Seeing this scene, Zhu Tiancang couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

The Twelfth Rank Qinglian helped him again, controlled the Yuan Shen Fragment, and the next thing to do was much simpler.

As soon as his mind moved, Zhu Tiancang's divine consciousness fell into the lotus platform of the twelve-grade green lotus, and the mental method mantra of the fourth turn of the nine-turn Xuangong worked, and the divine consciousness turned into a cyan vortex, constantly absorbing those fragments of the primordial gods to gather and recast the primordial gods!

With the passage of time, more and more fragments converged together, and under the blessing of the Four Turns of Mind Mantra, they continued to be pieced together, constantly combined, and even absorbed the Qi of Endless Creation, carrying out the final transformation.

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