The old lady's rough words, Jing Yao has not been used for a long time to claim herself, she feels that it has been sublimated to another elegant realm of speaking without dirty words, but it is reasonable to explode so one or two foul words in a hurry, no one is exempt from vulgarity, sometimes foul language can not only release irritability, but also boost morale, but it is still difficult for the monks to mention the will to fight.

Someone questioned: "How do you cheer up? A formless spiritual body, or a kind of mind of an intangible substance, we don't even know what the Yellow Spring is, and who of the people has seen the Yellow Spring with their own eyes?"

These words made everyone frustrated, and even Fu Hui didn't know how to refute it, 100,000 years ago, Zhudai Tianjiao fought with Huang Quan's hoarse voice, but at that time, it was not Huang Quan who came in person, but with the help of Mingzun's body to start a decisive battle.

Jing Yao tried her best to calm down and said: "Why can't you cheer up? The spiritual power of thousands of demons and evil spirits, the power of the Chaos Punishment Array has not been completely stimulated, I am still here, the Chaos Bell will not collapse, is this enough?"

Lin Tianxing said coldly: "If it's not enough, how about adding a life surnamed Lin?"

Shi Kuang said lightly: "Count me in." ”

"Idiot. Huang Xiufeng scolded: "Do you think you can pick up a life by standing still? Do your mother's spring and autumn dream, you may not die if you fight, you will definitely die if you don't fight, how to choose, Lao Tzu told you the answer with his toes." ”

There was a crisp sound, and Huang Xiufeng roared in the sky, surging with vast light from his chest.

In just a moment, everyone felt that their hearts were beating faster, and they were vibrating, Huang Xiufeng seemed to be suffering boundless pain, his face was hideous and terrifying, and after the brilliance, the roulette wheel like a crescent moon flew out with Xuan'er.

It was the Penglai artifact 'pulse of the earth', a gift from the demon god, when the realm was combined, Huang Xiufeng could not refine it in the body, and later entered the realm of the catastrophe, stimulated the blood of the demon god, and returned to Penglai Island, and the artifact recognized its own master.

The roulette wheel rotated between Huang Xiufeng's fingers, the frequency accelerated, and everyone's heartbeat also accelerated, the frequency slowed down, and everyone's heartbeat also slowed down.

The light of the roulette wheel is simple, and it seems to have a strange power to calm people's hearts, especially when it comes into contact with the blue light of the ocean, it suddenly becomes dazzling, and the picture behind the door reflecting the parallel world is also covered with light, which is much hazy.

Lin Tianxing raised his arms and drank: "The sword is coming!"

Two radiant divine blades staggered out, one was as green as a lake, the other was a blue and gloomy sword qi, and the two swords were circling, the turquoise long sword was cast by Lin Tianxing's own sword bones, and the other was a gift from Lin Dong.

The sound of Zheng Zheng played sadly, and Shi Kuang stroked Jiao Lanqin, playing irregularly.

It's hard to say whether Jiao Lanqin is a fairy treasure or not, some people say that Jiao Lanqin can only exert its due power in the hands of Shi Kuang, and it is an ordinary five-stringed piano in the hands of others, and the reason why Shi Kuang plays the sad sound of heaven and earth is inseparable from his own experience.

Liu Xuanjin said: "I have the Eastern Regions Ten Thousand Demon Records here ......"

Fu Hui stretched out his hand and gently wiped it in front of him, and a light cold divine blade surrounded by purple light swept away the air lines, swayed out, and remembered: "The master mined the essence of Kunlun hardware, stole the water of the Forgotten River in the underworld, and entered the Yao Pond to attract the light of the Beidou...... Forge the Three Swords ......"

Others are just amazed at how much trouble it takes to cast the divine edge, such as the underworld, Shangqiongxiao, the forging of thunder and fire, and how to not evaluate the sword weapon, maybe it will make people smack their tongues and marvel at the two realms of the immortal and underworld.

Jing Yao couldn't help but think about one more layer, the teacher of the three ancestors of the Sword Sect was not very good at cultivation, how could he enter and leave the Immortal and Netherworld Realm freely?

The purple and green blades hovered high in the air, drawing sword streams to each other, as if they had not seen an old friend for many years, Jing Yao's heart moved, the sword of the sky popped out from behind, the fierce aura was full of murderous intent, and the three swords became more and more cheerful, and the slightest collision was the dragon chant that pierced the eardrum.

The number of famous powerhouses have taken out their proud immortal weapons, the immortal world is in great difficulty, immortal weapons are actually rare, but how can the proud people have one or two treasures in their hands, among the weapons, the pulse of the earth is the most dazzling, followed by the ten thousand demons held by Liu Xuanjin in his hand.

The Ten Thousand Demon Records are very similar to the Code of Checks and Balances held by Sun Chengbi, but the power is not the same, Liu Xuanjin loves it like a treasure, if it is not a matter of life and death, it will not be easily sacrificed.

The lifeless Chaos Bell also roared on the paper because of the artifact immortal artifact, and each bell rang like a washing artifact immortal treasure.

When the last bell disappeared, the immortal treasures in the air were more than twice as powerful as before, as if they had awakened these immortal treasures from a half-dreaming state one by one, as if they were guarding in front of their masters, and they were eager to release the seals of the depths of the ocean with their brilliance and provocation.

Jing Yao's voice was steady, and she said resolutely: "Bu Wei...... Drain all the spiritual power of the evil cultivator beast demon and inject it into the pulse of the earth, and use this as a guide, we will burn the sea of true vitality, and it is expected that the Yellow Spring will be re-sealed into the Netherworld!"

She didn't say anything about killing, only about sealing, the reason for this is that Huangquan is strong, far beyond what she originally thought, and there is no shadow of the old man in the deserted village supporting, the top priority is to send Huangquan back to the underworld, as for what kind of catastrophe it will cause to the underworld, Jing Yao has no time to think about it.

After this battle, Jing Yao even concluded that only the righteous path mixed yuan Daluo Jin Immortal had the opportunity to have a female with Huang Quan, Mo Xinyan also underestimated Huang Quan, and the body of the five elements spirit root faced the real Huang Quan, it seemed to be a joke, only the Dao Heart Clear Secret was completely completed, and it could be wiped out with the Chaos Divine Technique.

The world is quiet, Penglai has an artifact, called 'the pulse of the earth', how strong this thing is, many people have seen it with their own eyes, Huang Xiufeng invited it out, it was a deliberate fight.

This kind of magical spiritual power is definitely massive, and the spiritual power of tens of millions of evil cultivators and beast demons may not be enough, so whose spiritual power should be extracted next? Looking left and right, it seems that everyone's faces turned pale......

The spirit and spirit are where the monk's essence is, once the spiritual power is emptied, the unlucky one will be killed on the spot, and the lucky one will also lose his longevity.

Mahayana monks can live for 10,000 years, and the monks of the Tribulation are characters like land immortals, who can live for more than 100,000 years, and there are living examples in front of them, such as Hibiscus and Moon Cry.

But the spiritual power is drained, as strong as Hibiscus, I am afraid that Shou Yuan will also have to be discounted, this is still the premise of good luck, if the luck is not good, this strong man of 100,000 years ago will sleep forever in the final battle.

The calm sea suddenly rolled and roared, turning from the initial blue blink to pitch black, and dense droplets of water waved, and they reflected the land and space of the world inside the door, which was actually poignant.

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