Chapter Eighty-Three: Jin Dan Skull
The turtle let out a long sigh of relief when she saw the mother mussel in her place. Turning its head slowly, looking at the direction in which Xiaoqing disappeared, and then looking at the fierce fight on Liu Zhao's side, it knew that it couldn't help anything. simply lay down next to the mussel mother, only dedicated to protecting the sea mussel in this array.
The only side of the sea that emitted light, the light emitted by the seven-colored veil was gnawed weaker and weaker by the golden pill skull, and at the same time, the bite power of the skull became smaller and smaller.
Liu Zhao ignored the skull, her face sank like water, her eyes did not fluctuate at all, she just single-mindedly controlled her Ice Ling Sword to fight with the old ghost.
Xiao Quanchun felt that his strength was getting weaker and weaker, but the dense invisible sword qi around him was rapidly approaching him. Reluctantly, he opened the white jade vial again and poured all the liquid into his mouth.
Just when he wanted to continue to urge the ghost qi in his body, the last miserable howl of the eight-headed snake came from his consciousness, and the remnant soul of the black snake in his mind disappeared with a "poof"!
"A wave!" Xiao Quanchun called the name of the big snake bitterly, this fifth-level demon snake that had been with him for nearly a century was actually devoured by a small thing that looked like a fourth-level green bamboo snake, and even the demon pill was eaten by it!
Xiao Quanchun's bloodshot eyes were open, the pupils in his eyes had turned into a pitch-black dot, the muscles on his face had all shrunk, and the clothes on his body were hanging empty on the bones that no longer had much flesh and blood, and his image was extremely terrifying.
He urged the last trace of ghost energy on his body, trying to block the attack of the Ice Ling Sword again.
Suddenly, Liu Zhao Danfeng's eyes widened suddenly, the strange blue light in her eyes flashed, Danfeng's eyes were even more raised, and her pointed jaw was angular, such an expression made her soft facial features become cold and cruel.
She flicked her hands and shouted, "Break it for me!" ”
More than 100 Ice Ling Swords suddenly burst out with brilliant light at the same time in the thick ghost fog, like a meteor shower in the night sky, dragging a long dazzling tail, and stabbed into Xiao Quanchun's body in unison!
At the same time, the mouth of the Jin Dan skull could bite the seven-colored veil! Liu Zhao only felt that the seven-colored yarn had sunk down slightly, and his arm seemed to be in slight pain.
That Jin Dan skull seemed to have spiritual sense, knowing that he couldn't penetrate the defense of the seven-colored veil, and instead with a big mouth, he attacked Liu Zhao's head!
Liu Zhao quickly flashed next to the avatar, and the teeth of the skull bit the Qi Nan hairpin on the top of her head!
As soon as the Qi Nan hairpin entered the mouth of Jin Dan's skull, a cloud of purple-black blood immediately overflowed from the skull, and the blood seemed to be highly poisonous, causing all the nearby underwater creatures contaminated with this liquid to die!
Liu Zhao's mind was spinning rapidly, she had to collect those poisonous blood as quickly as possible, otherwise this sea area would be polluted, and a large area of marine life would be wiped out!
Suddenly, she remembered the black leather storage bag of He Shuzhen in the bracelet! With the intention of trying, Liu Zhao took out the filthy bag and quickly opened the mouth of the bag.
The unthinkable has happened! Those purple-black poisonous blood, as if they had found the beehive, rushed into the mouth of the open bag.
"It's really stinky fish looking for rotten shrimp!" Liu Zhao sneered, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and several ice swords formed a whirlpool, slashing towards the spirit of Xiao Quanchun, who had already fled far away!
However, the battle between her and Jin Dan's skull gave Xiao Quanchun enough time to escape. After all, Xiao Quanchun is the cultivation of the Great Perfection of the Ghost General.
The divine consciousness chased the Ice Ling Sword, exerting its fastest speed, tracking the black ghost cultivation spirit in this dark deep sea. Until he completely lost Xiao Quanchun's breath, Liu Zhao completely gave up tracking.
"Hey, if you don't get rid of the roots, there will be endless troubles!" Reluctantly recalling the Ice Ling Sword, she was annoyed in her heart.
Looking at the skull that was still spitting out a large amount of black and purple liquid, as well as the black leather bag that was constantly absorbing those poisons, his divine sense spread out again, and searched in the direction of Xiaoqing's pursuit of the big snake.
A few hundred meters away on a seabed, Liu Zhao found Xiaoqing, who was lying on his back with his face to the sky, burping from time to time.
"This foodie, I have eaten too much!" Liu Zhao gestured to the large sea turtle not far away, motioning it to look at the skeletal skull that was still spitting venom at the bottom of the sea. When she saw the turtle nodding to her, the seven-colored fishtail flicked and swam towards the place where Xiaoqing was lying.
It didn't take long for Liu Zhao to find Xiaoqing, who was sleeping with his mouth smashed. She first checked Xiaoqing's body with her divine sense, and found that it was indeed overeaten, and couldn't help but throw this foodie into the Roselle space with anger and laughter.
When she turned back, the skull had spat out the poisonous blood, lying quietly on the seabed at a depth of 1,000 meters.
Liu Zhao stared at the gray bun on the skull, and his heart was full of respect and sympathy for the power of this senior.
Holding the quiet skull lightly with both hands, she whispered respectfully: "I don't know which sect the seniors belong to, the junior Tianyi Liu Zhao, please forgive me if you offend!" ”
"Hey!" A desolate sigh floated out of the skull, so frightened that Liu Zhao almost threw the skull to the ground!
"The old man also wants to thank Xiaoyou for rescuing me from the hands of that ghost cultivator!" The voice continued to float out of the skull, and Liu Zhao saw that in the skull, his hairpin was inserted on a dull-colored round pill!
"Senior, who are you?" Liu Zhao asked incoherently, holding his skull in his hand and trembling slightly.
"Don't be afraid." The voice in the skull was full of friendliness, as if sensing Liu Zhao's uneasiness.
"I am the nineteenth generation head of the Quanzhen Sect, Qingyang Zhenren." A gentle voice came as the skull recounted its experience.
It turned out that this Qingyang real person sat in the Quanzhen Sect in the middle of the Qing Dynasty, and was later buried in the tombs of the previous heads.
At the beginning of the last century, a war ignited all parts of China, and the ghost cultivators of the R country invaded in a big way.
When Qingyang Zhenren sat for a short time, Jin Dan did not dissipate, but was buried with the bones in all its glory.
After the ghost cultivator obtained the golden pill and skull of Qingyang Zhenren, he used ghost magic to attract a trace of divine thought that the real person was waiting in the Quanzhen Sect, and refined it into his ghost flag.
Since then, this once powerful Jindan power has been driven by that ghost cultivator using evil ghost magic, and he doesn't know how many things he has done that hurt the heavens and reason.
Fortunately, Liu Zhao's Qi Nan had the miraculous effect of restraining filthy ghost magic, so he was able to break the evil magic that Xiao Quanchun had added to the bones, so that the dusty Jin Dan could be restored again.
"Xiaoyou, the old man has something to ask for, and I ask Xiaoyou to promise me!" After talking about what happened to him, Qingyang Zhenren pleaded in an old tone.
"Senior, don't use the word 'ask'!" Liu Zhao hurriedly interrupted Qingyang Zhenren's request, and she said respectfully: "The junior knows that Zhenren wants to return his golden pill and bones to the Quanzhen Sect. ”
Liu Zhao put the skull on the ground and arched his hand and said, "Senior, don't worry, I will definitely send you back to the Quanzhen Sect Mountain Gate!" Please also ask the seniors to forgive the juniors for the offends just now! ”
"Hey!" Qingyang Zhenren couldn't help but sigh happily when he heard this, and said: "I have a young master like Xiaoyou in Huaxia, why worry about having no successor!" The old man can finally look at it! ”
"Please also ask the seniors to deign to my storage bracelet, and I will send you back to the mountain gate as soon as possible!"
"Hey, Xiaoyou said and laughed, the old man has been wronged in that ghost flag for decades, and he is already satisfied with being able to get Xiaoyou's space to place!" After saying that, the Jin Dan in the skull was completely silent.
Liu Zhao carefully took off his Qi Nan hairpin from the Jin Dan, took out a white jade box from the space, placed the skull together with the Jin Dan respectfully in it, and put it into the storage bracelet.