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Zuo Daozhen looked at Xiao Huiming, whose hair turned gray one by one, and frowned for a while, and a resolute look slowly appeared in his eyes.

What he feared most came up.

Even what he never expected was suddenly manifested in this far sky.

Before, he didn't suspect that there was not just one picture scroll of this dream demon, maybe there was another one, but he never expected that it would be a whole six.

From the previous battles with those two paintings, it can be seen that these strange picture scrolls are tempered by the great power of a master of heavenly mana, as for why? Half of it may be to clear the way for the Demon Venerable to search for treasure in this Xuanzhou Continent and the subsequent invasion, but what is the specific ulterior purpose? It is not clear at present.

Moreover, the strength shown in each picture scroll is comparable to the strength of the late stage of the Merge Realm or even higher, which can almost be swept on the current Xuanzhou Continent with few obstacles, as for Meng Yinniang, she should be just a puppet.

Before, it was because of the restraint of the Ten Thousand Beings and the Vientiane Extinction Exercise that this little doll had inadvertently practiced that these two picture scrolls could be broken, but now, the power of these four picture scrolls comparable to the late stage of the merger appeared at the same time, and this is not a problem that Xiao Huiming's exercise can solve.

However, now there is no way back, even if there is a way to retreat, as the honorary elder of the dignified Martial Arts Alliance, the valley master of Xuanling Valley, and one of the three peerless masters of the Xuanzhou Continent, he can't retreat, not to mention, in the past few days, he has already had a sense of affection for this seemingly weak, but actually strong little doll, just like his own descendants, how can he retreat?

Besides, this is not his left-hand style of doing things, is it?

Zuo Daozhen looked at the thin figure sitting on the lotus platform, gritted his teeth, no longer delayed, flicked his big sleeves, put away the blue dust, and then swept away, like a meteor, towards the small figure on the gorgeous lotus platform.

In an instant, he flashed a few times, and he had reached the top of Xiao Huiming's head, and then his palms were together, and the shadow of his palms flew over, and he began to rotate rapidly around Xiao Huiming's body.

As he spun, he saw his hands changing back and forth in an extremely mysterious shuttle route, and light blue spiritual gas slowly appeared on his palms.

Just as the light blue air flow was getting thicker and thicker, he suddenly stood upside down above Xiao Huiming's head, and then shouted:

"Heaven and Earth Flying Spirit Cirrus Hand—"

The sound is like the layers of waves, resounding between the heavens and the earth, and the sound reverberates in all directions.

Everyone on Feixiantai was surprised to see that between this heaven and earth, the wind and clouds suddenly changed, and the green trees, wild flowers, and all unknown plants on the ground quickly turned yellow from fresh to yellow at this moment, as if they were gradually withered away from the breath of life, and the white clouds in the sky were also scattered one by one, surging towards the place where Zuo Daozhen was upside down.

"Whew-"

In this heaven and earth, the spiritual power gradually began to roar, and the majestic flow of spiritual energy visible to the naked eye, under the guidance of Zuo Daozhen's palms, began to slowly shroud towards the top of Xiao Huiming's head.

In the end, the majestic aura of this Dao actually condensed into a stream of liquid spiritual power above Xiao Huiming's head, slowly submerging into his little head, which was already gray-haired.

"Whoa-la-"

When the trickle of spiritual power flowed on Xiao Huiming's little head, everyone was surprised to find that the hair, which was already white, slowly changed back to jet black again.

"Wow, it's really worthy of the famous Zuo Dagu Lord! You can actually use the power of a human realm cultivator to attract aura to fill the passage of life force?"

"Yes, that's something that only a true immortal can do?"

"Could it be that this Zuogu Lord has already transcended the realm of merging and advanced to the realm of cave void? That is a realm that no monk has been able to reach in these hundreds of years!"

On the Feixian Terrace, everyone looked at Zuo Daozhen who was standing upside down above Xiao Huiming's head in surprise, and they were talking about it, frightened and inexplicable.

The two Ancestors and the Jade Treasure Master looked at Zuo Dao Zhen who was flying with immortal wind bones, big sleeves flying, and palm shadows flying, and their faces also showed an incredible color.

"This true brother really deserves to be the peak powerhouse of my Xuanzhou Continent! I want dozens of us to cultivate together back then, but now, the soaring ascension, the death of the deceased, among the dozen or so people left, only the realm of him and Shangguan has always been incomprehensible, come to think of it, we have already been left behind by him. ”

Seeing the windless ancestor standing on the Feixian Terrace, he looked up at Zuo Daozhen in mid-air, his eyes showed admiration, and he said slowly.

"Brush—"

I saw that in the distant sky, the two huge fonts, at the moment when Zuo Daozhen injected the aura of heaven and earth into Xiao Huiming's body, suddenly turned from a slight gloom to a spiritual aura, radiant and radiant, and also began to break the deadlock, and slammed towards the four picture scrolls.

"Boom—"

In the distant sky, a loud rumbling sound came slowly, although it didn't sound very clear because of the distance, but it could be seen from the retreat of the four picture scrolls that this attack was also quite powerful, not inferior to the previous wave of attacks that blew up the fog scroll.

Xiao Huiming's eyes were full of blood and his lips were shriveled, but the ruthless color in his eyes was getting stronger and stronger.

In fact, he didn't expect that this completely relaxing mind and destroying demons with all the exercises of destroying all living beings and all things in these days would have such a huge consumption, if it weren't for Zuo Daozhen's timely injection of this life qi, he might not wait for the four scrolls to be destroyed, and he would have dissipated into this nothingness first.

However, now there is no way to retreat, even if there is a way to retreat, he can't retreat, that Feixiantai, but there are hundreds of monks in the sect gathered, if the soles of his feet are anointed with oil, these sect members will suffer.

What's more, in order to protect him, the previous two ancestors directly used all their true qi in the battle between the sect and Delong, although their lives were preserved in the end, but their path to becoming a monk ended here. And they did all this, not for themselves, but entirely for him!

Therefore, he made up his mind today, today is to fight for his life, but also to protect everyone in the sect, not only to repay the two ancestors for saving their lives, but more importantly, he learned something from Shangguan Great Elder and Zuo Gu Master that he had never heard of or learned before: responsibility.