Awkward and fighting all the way, in the end, Ji Changkong still got the fifteen pieces of Dao Dan he needed, but in fact, he got eighteen pieces, but three of them were swallowed by the black tiger.

And during this period of time, Ji Changkong has also given the black tiger a nice name, called Xiao Hei!

"Xiao Hei, speed up, let's find a safe place to retreat, and when the master and I go further, I will take you to find the tigress, whatever you like, how about finding you a litter of tigress when the time comes," on the back of the black tiger, Ji Changkong laughed, touched the huge head and smiled.

Roar!

The black tiger tilted his head disdainfully and said that I didn't know this product, but there was a hint of heat in his eyes in secret, and the tigress still seemed to be a little attractive!

Three months have passed in the blink of an eye, and the black tiger has finally lost the upper hand in the battle with Ji Changkong, although he is still unwilling to surrender, but at least he will not be so uncooperative, and there are fewer sneak attacks, but none of the sneak attacks are more concealed and despicable.

In this regard, Ji Changkong grinned happily.

In his opinion, what does this mean, it represents the first step of surrender, and he says no, his body is still quite honest, or it won't be long before he can get this big guy.

Of course, this is also the result of his painstaking efforts.

The so-called beating a stick to give a sweet jujube, Ji Changkong is using this method, but this stick is not easy to beat, and the value of sweet jujube is really high.

The elixir was eaten as a meal, and all kinds of rare treasures were not stingy, and even the fragments of Dao Dan were given three pieces.

What's more, Ji Changkong promised to give him a drop of the blood of gods and demons when he left here, well, although the black tiger is proud, but under such a temptation, let alone a black tiger who is a little stupid, even a cunning old immortal antique may not be able to hold it.

It's just for his own dignity and arrogance, the black tiger can't come down for the time being, at least, Ji Changkong himself thinks so.

At this time, fifteen Dao Dan fragments were in hand, and Ji Changkong was naturally extremely happy.

With so many Dao Dan fragments, it was equivalent to being able to complete the Star Avenue and step into the Ancestor Realm in half a step, and when the time came to return to retreat for a period of time, the Ancestor Realm would come naturally.

Of course, this was only an ideal state, in fact, he could feel that it was not so simple for him to achieve Ancestor Fear.

The black tiger jumped a hundred feet, as light as nothing, and Ji Changkong sat on the black tiger comfortably.

It's still a while before he leaves here, but this battlefield is nothing to him anymore, nothing worth noting, he got nearly half of the Dao Dan fragments alone, and if you count the quasi-saint fragments, I'm afraid that almost one person gets eighty percent.

In addition, the black tiger, the big guy with the blood of gods and demons, is the second biggest gain, for him, this is perfect, there is nothing demanding, and there is nothing he needs to care about in the battlefield.

Rumble!

Just as the black tiger crossed a hundred-zhang crack, a palm suddenly fell in the void, and at the same time, countless sword lights in the canyon below rose into the sky.

Attack, unexpected but plausible attack.

This is a sign that all forces are making a move against Ji Changkong, Ji Changkong has been mentally prepared for this, and has been waiting for a long time, in fact, he is even a little disappointed that it took so long to attack, according to his original guess, these people should not let him enter the depths of the core.

Roar!

The black tiger let out an earth-shattering roar, and the sound was rolling, directly shattering the big hand, shattering thousands of sword lights, and destroying the withering and decaying everywhere it passed.

The huge tiger's eyes flashed with a hint of disdain, although he was not Ji Changkong's opponent and was forced to become a mount by others, but that didn't mean that he would put other cultivators in his eyes, not all cats and dogs could put it in his eyes, he was a proud black tiger.

The attack failed instantly, but Ji Changkong was indifferent, but the quasi-saint soldiers above his head were floating and sinking in the void, facing attacks from all directions at any time.

Not good!

However, the next moment, his complexion suddenly changed greatly, and his body moved and he wanted to rush out with the black tiger.

It's a pity it's late!

At that moment, the canyon below suddenly changed, turning into a large bowl of black and terrifying devouring power, and in the void was a purple-gold net, the power of thunder fell, indestructible, even the power of a quasi-holy soldier could not shake such a power at all.

Two quasi-holy soldiers, and the best of the quasi-holy soldiers!

Ji Changkong immediately saw the origin of this bowl and the big net, but he couldn't do anything, the quasi-saint soldier, and he couldn't break it with such a special quasi-saint soldier.

This is a trapped baby, and it has been calculated, and he has been waiting for a long time, and he is powerless to break free.

However, he is not in a hurry, the Black Tiger and he are both ancestor combat power, even if he is trapped, he can't do anything to him for a while, as long as he holds on for a while and waits until this world is broken, then he can easily get out of trouble, and even without him doing it, these people will give up.

The attack was not so sudden or vicious, but it pinpointed Ji Changkong's weakness just right, making him powerless in a short period of time.

Sleepy!

One word made Ji Changkong helpless, he was strong, there was no shortage of secret treasures, whether it was a head-on battle or a conspiracy, it was useless, even if he won, it was estimated that he would suffer heavy losses, only this trap made him really helpless, he had no way to face this means.

"On the orders of the Great Elder of the Temple, take Ji Changkong's life," the battle sky came out of nothingness!

"On the orders of the Great Elder of the Ancestral Palace, take Ji Changkong's life," Zu Qianqiu stepped out with an expressionless face!

"On the orders of the three elders of the demon clan, take Ji Changkong's life," a strong man of the demon clan walked out!

"Refining the Corpse Sect ......"

"Fengtian Xuanzong ......"

......

A full twelve young generation powerhouses walked out of nothingness, each with a forbidden weapon on their heads, and the terrifying coercion swept in all directions, covering nine heavens and ten earths.

What a big stroke, Ji Changkong sighed.

There were only twelve people who came, and almost all the forces of the demon clan, the temple, and the ancestral hall moved, as for why the people from other forces did not come, I am afraid that it was to stop their allies such as the dragon clan, the phoenix clan, and the three-eyed clan, but they came with twelve forbidden weapons, and these means were enough to make him solemn.

The big net fell, indestructible, and the big bowl below was connected, seamless, Ji Changkong couldn't get out if he wanted to, and it was useless to use all means.

Die!

Twelve roars rang out, cold and merciless, like zombies.

No matter how good the previous friendship was, no matter how harmonious the cooperation between the two sides was, it was ruthless to the extreme at this time, even Ji Changkong couldn't help but feel cold.

Airplanes!

The quasi-saint soldier was sacrificed, a scroll was torn apart, and the manifestation of the rivers and rivers temporarily blocked the net.

At the same time, the black tiger turned into a thousand-foot behemoth, and the two combat powers of the ancestors were undoubtedly displayed, and the quasi-holy soldiers sent by Ji Changkong forcibly blocked the big bowl.

But this is only temporary, and the real crisis is not yet to come.

The twelve strong men sat cross-legged, and the forbidden weapon above their heads began to exert their might, which was a terrifying existence cast by imitating the holy soldier, with a wisp of the power of the holy soldier.

Although it will be destroyed after using it once, the horror of failure is earth-shattering, and a forbidden weapon is still like this, not to mention that now the twelve forbidden weapons, this is simply an incredible power, even Ji Changkong can't stop it, unless it's Dao Tu in his body and recovers on his own.

But obviously, it can't be!

In such a situation, even if he is as strong as Ji Changkong, he will definitely not be able to block this blow, and he will not even be able to escape, which is extremely terrifying and desperate.

Rumble!

The quasi-saint soldier above his head recovered, and the majestic power wanted to fight for nothingness and enter the depths of the starry sky, but the huge gathering net countless purple lights flickered, blocking the reviving quasi-saint soldier, this is not an ordinary quasi-saint soldier, he has taken the word defense and trapping to the extreme, and he can't rush out.

The black tiger struggled and roared to break free from the suppression, but unfortunately, Ji Changkong couldn't do it, how could he do it, unless he could break through a few realms again.

The power of this defense is at least the fivefold of the ancestors, that is to say, at least the fivefold strength of the ancestors is required to break it, and the power under the combination of the twelve forbidden weapons is even more comparable to the sevenfold of the ancestors, for Ji Changkong, this kind of combat power is impossible for him to compete with, the gap is too big.