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"I have familiarized myself with the Four Sages, the Hundred Readings, the Treatise on Mountains and Seas, the Tao One True Sutra, the Origin of Cultivation, and the Chronicle of the Stars and Gods...... But I've never seen a similar real name. The middle-aged man said, "According to the Taoist, what is the origin of this real name?"

Qingping Daoist pondered for a moment and said, "It seems to be the legendary Lord of the First Era, the Eight Heavenly Dragons. But they can't be considered real names at all, and even if they remain to this day, they are still resentful spirits. I'm afraid this person is attached. ”

"If that's the case, he should have been devoured a long time ago. Zhu Rong said lightly, "Even if you and I are attached to the resentful spirits of the Eight Heavenly Dragons, I'm afraid that nothing good will end." ”

This is what makes the poor Dao most curious. Speaking of this, Daoist Qingping glanced at Shen Wanzhou, "Perhaps, the night master saw something, maybe he couldn't say." ”

It's a pity that Shen Wanzhou is like a piece of wood, and he doesn't say a word.

"If you say that the Eight Heavenly Dragons, this is the limit?" said the middle-aged man.

When Zhu Rong heard this, his expression flickered slightly, and he glanced at Shen Wanzhou from the corner of his eye, one hand moved slightly under the table, and the five fingers were combined, skillfully twisting out several sets of law seals, and in the process, there was a faint divine light intertwined, turning into a colorful butterfly.

The butterfly is about the size of a palm.

The divine light faded, and the butterfly disappeared into the air.

In this process, only the middle-aged man was slightly aware and glanced at Zhu Rong meaningfully, but did not speak.

......

When Liu Xiangxiu found himself surrounded by such a group of strange things, he knew that he was dead.

Before he was "torn" to pieces, he had no time to take back the Tianmu Crow.

People are usually like this, they only believe in the situation that is good for him at the moment, and never think about something deeper, such as Yan Li's real name ends here? Or, the truth is always stinging, he just doesn't want to think about it.

Then now it's a matter of life and death.

It's useless to beg for mercy, you can only fight back!

At this moment, all his will to survive was mobilized, his hands were like butterflies wearing flowers, and he didn't know how many magic seals he had formed in an instant, and there was a qi machine leading to the Tianmu Crow from the underworld.

The Tianmu Crow raised its head and let out a terrible and fierce cry, its wings spread, and the dense black feathers on it suddenly had a strange change, and each feather actually gave birth to a Tianmu.

Countless "eyes" were blinking, and thousands of black lights shot out in an instant, and the whole thing was like an energy mass that had swelled to the extreme and could not be suppressed.

Wuguang carried out an indiscriminate attack, and Garuda, who could be restored to his original state, and the 30,000 fire eagles under his hands were suddenly dressed in powder.

The third-class Heavenly Eye Crow of the Great Heavenly Beings is by no means weaker than the ordinary second-class after the Apocalypse.

The outbreak of the Celestial Crow was absolutely terrifying, but it could not change the status quo.

Liu Xiangxiu noticed that there was another movement behind him, and glanced at it out of the corner of his eye, only to see a Buddha lying across the heavens and the earth, slowly raising his big hand and grabbing it downward.

The thirty-six Ming King Dharma Protectors came down in unison.

The seventy-two angry-eyed Vajra also waved the demon pestle in their hands.

The intense feeling of oppression almost made Liu Xiangxiu unable to breathe, but he knew that these were just illusions, and the attack of Lent was at best to shock his mind and prevent him from retracting his real name in time.

His heart is determined and tenacious, even if he is on the verge of despair, he will not give up the slightest hope of survival.

He turned a blind eye to these, and the French seal continued.

Sure enough, the next moment, Lent stopped his movements, and released a boiling power of resentment, blocking the connection between the Heavenly Eye Crow and his qi engine.

"You still lost this round!" he suddenly announced with a high spirit, "Those who lose will fall directly into the Nine Hells!"

It was too late, and it was too late, and the Celestial Eye Crow shuttled out of the thousands of black lights, its size was more than half small, its feathers were messy, its eyes were glazed, and it looked embarrassed and pitiful.

While Garuda was still recovering, it slammed headlong into the wall of the power of resentment unleashed by Lent, and then spread its wings, and as it had just done, its feathers gave birth to eyes, and the black light erupted again.

This time, of course, the scale is smaller, but it is no more difficult than tearing a veil.

The Tianmu Crow passed through the explosion and approached Liu Xiangxiu little by little.

As long as it touches the body, the Tianmu Crow will return to Liu Xiangxiu's body, and it will be a first-class star lord at that time, and it will be difficult to catch Liu Xiangxiu's real name. If you can't catch his real name, then no one can hurt him anymore.

Although the loss is a bit large, as long as you cultivate for three or five years, you can still recover to its original state.

The black light erupted, shaking back the Great Lent, and the Tianmu Crow took the opportunity to pass through and rushed straight to Liu Xiangxiu.

"Yan Li, what else do you have to do, you might as well use it!" His face was a little pale, but with an excited smile, he screamed nervously.

Anyone who succeeds in grasping that glimmer of life in this desperate situation will be as abnormal as him, will have a sense of accomplishment like him, and will be as crazy as him.

But the next moment, his laughter stopped abruptly, because he found that the thirty-six Ming King Dharma Protectors and seventy-two Angry Eyes Vajra that were supposed to be behind him suddenly disappeared without a trace.

The Buddha, who seemed to be the leader, was also nowhere to be found.

Of course, there is no trace at all, because the Buddha has come to him, of course, it is no longer the Buddha, this is an evil god with the face of a Taoist priest, there are seven seven forty-nine Dharma protector beasts under his body, with different postures, but without exception they are hideous and terrifying, and the fierce appearance is revealed, and each body reveals the resentment of the sky, and the whole sky is boiling and roaring.

It was only one step away from being able to take it back, but it was trampled on by one of the Dharma Protector Divine Beasts, like an ant trampled by a giant, no matter how much it struggled and writhed, it couldn't move at all.

At this moment, Liu Xiangxiu's blood was frozen, and he felt that all thoughts were in disgrace for a while, and Fang Cai's excitement was suddenly burned into an even more gray nothingness, making him feel like a fool.

Yan Li raised his hand expressionlessly, he didn't bother to say any nonsense at all, and he was about to crush him to death.

But at this moment, a colorful butterfly suddenly appeared in the void not far from Liu Xiangxiu's side.

As soon as the butterfly appeared, it was as if a strong vitality was injected into Liu Xiangxiu's body, and his face suddenly came to life, and he said ecstatically: "Xuanling Mirror!"

The colorful butterfly slammed into the Dharma Protector Divine Beast, and instantly smashed it into ashes.

"I won!" Liu Xiangxiu laughed wildly and took his real name into his body, but due to the loss of his real name, it was used on his body, and before the laughter fell, he vomited blood.

Although it looks a little miserable, it is a great luck to survive this kind of thing, and if you want anything, it is simply a person with monstrous ambitions.

"Zhu Rong's old horseman!" Yan Li's eyes shot a terrifying cold light.