"W-what does this mean?" asked one of the monks, his voice sharp and frightened.

Now their only reliance is Jiang Xiaobai's treasure gossip plate, if this treasure can't purify the Blood God Silk, once they are contaminated, won't they definitely die.

"That means we don't have a way back. A man shouted, like thunder, and silenced the former.

"Jiang Daoyou, what are we going to do after that?"

Jiang Xiaobai pointed ahead with his hand and looked at Song Qingshuang: "You should have seen that tree, right?"

Song Qingshuang nodded again and again and explained, "It is a tree composed entirely of blood god silk, and the blood god silk in the air is floating out of that tree. But because of the weirdness of the blood god silk, it was hidden in the air. ”

"We need to destroy that tree. Jiang Xiaobai looked at Xunlu, "Senior, you won't tell me, you don't have any preparations, right?"

"Daoyou Mingjian, we have indeed prepared some treasures, but unfortunately we can't get close at all, we can't test the power, whether we can wipe out the tree, we don't have the slightest certainty. ”

"I'll see. ”

Xunlu took out a jar, and looking at his cautious appearance, it was obvious that the contents of the jar were extremely precious.

He even deliberately let go of others, waved his hand to beat the ban, and then said: "Jiang Daoyou, this is a jar of heavenly thunder liquid, we have collected it for generations, just to kill the blood god silk, please accept it, and please be sure to kill this demon." ”

"Heavenly Thunder Liquid?" Jiang Xiaobai said in surprise, he carefully opened the lid of the jar and peeked at it, and sure enough, it was Heavenly Thunder Liquid.

This is not an ordinary thing, it is a little bit of heavenly thunder essence left after the heavenly thunder bombards a place every time, and it needs to be rushed to the first time, and it also needs to use the great mana to converge, so that you can barely get a drop.

And looking at the liquid in this jar, there is at least one liter, God knows how much time and life these demon beasts have paid in order to collect these heavenly thunder liquids.

"Do you really believe me?" Jiang Xiaobai said in a deep voice.

Xunlu smiled bitterly: "Do I have any other choice? Maybe next time, the one-yuan flower will not be able to resist the invasion of the blood god silk, and we will definitely die." And if the old man's sense is good, Jiang Daoyou seems to have cultivated my demon clan's holy law eight or nine Xuangong, right?"

Jiang Xiaobai nodded: "You have a good sense, I have indeed cultivated eight or nine Xuangong, and I have reached the sixth level." ”

Xunlu was overjoyed: "Sure enough, the legend is not fake, the legend will have a person who has cultivated eight or nine Xuangong to save us." It's just that we can't believe it, after all, it's the difficulty and pain of the cultivation of the Eight or Nine Xuangong, and even our demon beasts can't bear it, let alone people. Jiang Daoyou is really talented, I am saved. ”

Saying that, Xunlu bowed to Jiang Xiaobai, deep to the end.

"You don't need to do this, I'm at the right time, okay, let's go back. Jiang Xiaobai put away the Heavenly Thunder Liquid, this thing is too important, and it is too rare, the effect of refining the body is still above the top-level True Yang Marrow, and the combination of the two phases is enough to cleanse all the acupoints of the body, and then he will not be bothered by the absorption of cosmic energy.

Of course, both of these things are extremely unstable and will explode in the event of a collision. After all, one is as fierce as fire, and the other is as strong as thunder.

But Jiang Xiaobai believes that under the soothing of the Tao Sutra, the two will definitely fit together perfectly.

If you want to deal with trees first, you naturally need to deal with people first. Even the one-yuan flower has been eroded, and it is conceivable that the master has also been eroded.

If he wants to completely destroy the Blood God Silk, he can only rely on the latter's power, even if he has the Taiji Disc, Jiang Xiaobai does not dare to be conceited enough that he can wipe out the Blood God Silk itself.

That's the responsibility of the transcendental master, and his task is to wake up that master.

"Song Qingshuang, take out your sect token, and then start practicing your sect's secret method. Jiang Xiaobai said seriously, "The others, consciously turn around and guard the surroundings, there may be a blood god silk impact." It is even more necessary to protect the mind, the divine thoughts of the transcendent-level masters are crushed, even if they enter a little bit, everyone is destined to die together. ”

Everyone's faces were extremely heavy, where did they still have the heart to peek at the secrets of the martial arts of the Blurred Heavenly Sect, and they all carefully and vigilantly observed the movements around them, preparing to resist the crisis that arose.

Song Qingshuang began to evolve the secret technique of the sect, and with the help of the sect token, he transmitted a little bit of the meaning of the sect to the surroundings. She also has the strength of the late stage of the planetary level, and with the strong blessing of the vitality, the vitality in the sky rolls, and a human figure is automatically gathered, which is Song Qingshuang himself.

And as she practiced the mastery of the Blurred Heavenly Sect, the phantoms in the sky also began to show, one move, one style.

Gradually, Song Qingshuang gradually got better, and a little bit of Taoist rhyme began to diffuse and spread.

In the void, a figure suddenly appeared, and as soon as it came out, everyone felt a violent momentum, and they were shocked and depressed, their legs involuntarily weakened, and some people even knelt down directly.

"Hold on. Jiang Xiaobai shouted.

He was also a little surprised, this person's strength had definitely entered the transcendent level, and the Taiji Disc gave warnings again and again.

"Don't stop. Jiang Xiaobai shouted, now he can only gamble, and for now, it seems that he is still on the right track.

The big master was covered with blood, and he knew at a glance that those were all secret blood god silks. But the latter's strength is strong after all, but he still maintains a little clarity on his forehead and eyebrows.

It is like an oil lamp in the darkness, although it is small and inconspicuous, it is a light, guarding the last pure land of the soul.

Jiang Xiaobai secretly breathed a sigh of relief, at least it hadn't all collapsed yet, it was a little better than he expected.

Dragon Eagle Wushuang came to Song Qingshuang's side, and the aura of the Heavenly Divine Soldier was released, helping her resist the momentum of her sect master. Even if there is a gossip plate that resists most of the part, a little bit of momentum that comes in still makes everyone miserable, and the gap is too huge.

Jiang Xiaobai quickly ran the Dao Sutra, and passed a trace of spiritual rhyme to the great master of the Misty Heavenly Sect.

At least this person didn't take the initiative to attack, that's a good thing, and with the attributes of the Tao Sutra, he definitely won't offend the latter.

"Brother Pan, give me some strength. Jiang Xiaobai asked for help from the Taiji Disk.

The next moment, Jiang Xiaobai was surprised to find that the star in his dantian was his mother planet, shining brightly. And the eyebrows of the great masters of the sect on the opposite side also lit up.

Jiang Xiaobai's heart moved, and he suddenly found that his vision had changed, and there was silence all around, but he was in an endless starry sky.

A young man with a long body was facing away from him, and suddenly he was blessed in his heart, Jiang Xiaobai knew who this person was?