Chapter 491: The Fifth Painting of the Qintian Treasure Box

PS: Mistakenly, persistence is victory is six words. Ahem, this pot should be my math teacher's back.

Suddenly, Nezha turned around and leaned in the direction of the river crab beast.

"Third prince, what are you doing here? Come back! ”

The fat monk was confused by Nezha's manipulation.

It's not good to run for your life, so you run over and throw yourself into the net.

"Death and Resurrection"

Nezha dropped a sentence, and his figure disappeared into the horizon.

"Death and Resurrection"

The fat friar narrowed his eyes and chased after him decisively.

Don't look at him as a funny look, it's actually just a disguise to save his life.

Otherwise, it would be impossible to experience an extremely dangerous battle like the War of the Gods, and still be alive and kicking up until now.

Seeing this, the others also chased after them. Whether they have seen through Nezha's plans, or the herd mentality is unknown.

However, it was not so easy for Nezha to put him to death and live in the afterlife, and when he bypassed the river crab beast, he roared and shook the heavens and the earth.

Even if Nezha's body is strong, he can't resist it, cracks appear on the surface of his body, and his white baby face is covered with cobweb-like blood marks, which is very terrifying.

I'm sure I'll be able to leave alive.

A sentence flashed in Nezha's mind, who was dizzy.

Boom, his flesh exploded, flesh and blood flew everywhere, thousands of years of accumulation, not just casually, the void couldn't bear his flesh and blood at all, and a large piece was annihilated on the spot.

Suddenly, a cracked primordial spirit flew out of annihilation.

Then, I don't know what secret technique was used, Nezha's Yuan Shen moved thousands of miles in an instant, and reorganized his body.

"Almost Dead"

Nezha, who was pale and breathless, looked happy.

The fat monk, the thin monk, who was supposed to finish the calf, also escaped the catastrophe and reorganized his body a few hundred meters away.

"Whew"

"Whew"

The two of them sat on the ground with their butts on their butts, gasping for air.

Nezha looked sideways at the fat monk and the thin monk, and secretly said that these two guys deserved to have survived the war of the gods, so they could be safe. You must know that he escaped by abolishing the two forbidden weapons that Lao Jun personally refined.

"Whew, Third Prince"

The fat friar panted and beckoned, smiling brightly.

Nezha reluctantly smiled at the fat monk.

The three of them were safe, but a few great monks who fled for their lives together were tragic, obviously cultivating as much as Nezha, fat monks, thin monks and others, but they all died tragically on the spot. Probably a fate, right?

One of them had an intact skull, and his bloody face was full of horror.

A few breaths later.

"Sure enough, it's gone"

Nezha, who flew to the location of the original fire lake, was pleasantly surprised.

He was born after his death, presumed that the lake of fire was gone, and the obstruction did not exist.

"Third prince, you are the person I admire the most in my life."

The fat friar patted his ass.

"Third prince, you are also the person I admire the most in my life"

The Thin Monk was always slow to pat himself on the back.

This time, Nezha didn't laugh and didn't even pay attention to them.

At this time, the roar of the river crab beast was faintly heard behind him.

"Damn it"

Nezha's face changed, without any hesitation, he burned the Yuan Shen, turned into a streamer, and flew forward.

It took a while for the river crab beast to chase after it. After a pause, he chased in the direction where Nezha and the others fled. However, with its turtle speed, it is unlikely to catch up.

After more than ten minutes, a Cao Yi in a black robe, wrapped in Chaotian Aya, appeared in mid-air, observed for a while, and disappeared.

Immediately after, Cao Yi came out.

"The lake of fire is gone, and the people are gone"

Glancing at the direction in which the river crab beast, Nezha and the others disappeared, Cao Yi decisively flew in another direction.

I have to say that the shrine is too big, it is completely a world, and it flew tens of thousands of miles, and it didn't fly to the end.

During this period, the river crabs encountered several times, but the scale was relatively small, and there was no help from the fog, so the threat was not great, and Cao Yi solved it without much effort.

After flying for more than 30,000 miles, Cao Yi, who felt tired, retreated to the storage area of the Gate of Eternal Life to rest.

In the open space more than ten meters away, more than a dozen small medicine kings, and several medicine kings have taken root.

During this time, it was another big battle of river crabs, and it was burned again, and it was cultivation, and the consumption was not small, just to make up for it.

Cao Yi raised his hand to take a turquoise medicine king, pressed it with both hands, and carefully refined it.

is worthy of being the king of medicine, and the medicinal power contained in it is very huge, and Cao Yi was almost shocked.

After taking a lot of effort to stabilize, a warm current flowed through the whole body along the palm of his hand, and finally returned to the sea of qi.

This kind of refining lasted for five or six days, and the Medicine King became a piece of ashes, and the effect was obvious, not only did the dark wounds left by the fire poison improve a lot, but also improved his cultivation a lot.

Think of the dangers you might encounter next.

Cao Yi frowned and fell into thought.

After an unknown time, Cao Yi inadvertently raised his head, swept into the distance, and saw the Qintian scroll floating.

Before, because the cultivation was low, I didn't continue to open the scroll, but now that the cultivation has been raised, you can continue to open it.

Cao Yi raised his hand to take the scroll, opened it directly to the fifth page, and familiarly injected the huge aura into the fifth page.

The mutation soon took place, and a golden mask appeared on the screen that only obscured half of the face on the left.

Cao Yi felt that there was still room to input aura, so he continued to input, and in less than a quarter of an hour, something surprising happened, the golden mask became real little by little, and finally became a complete physical object.

Looking at the golden mask lying quietly on the scroll, Cao Yi hesitated.

Compared to the various exercises that appeared before, the golden mask that appeared this time was too weird.

After a long delay, Cao Yi tentatively threw a wisp of divine thought onto the golden mask.

Strange things happen.

A wisp of divine thought disappeared directly.

Under normal circumstances, when the divine thought is swallowed, the deity will feel pain, but Cao Yi does not feel it at all.

In other words, the divine thoughts are only stuck in the golden mask.

The divine thought was not good, Cao Yi put his hand on the golden mask.

In the next second, something even more strange happened, and the palm of his hand became illusory little by little.

Cao Yi immediately withdrew his hand, and his palm gradually returned to normal.

Double-checked, and there was nothing wrong with it.

"What do you mean?"

Cao Yi was confused by the strange function of the golden mask.

Tried to contact the golden masked spirit, but there was no response at all.

It seems that there is no machine spirit in it at all.

After a few more attempts, there was still no response, so Cao Yi had no choice but to pick up the golden mask and bring it to his face.

Cool, hard, full of metallic texture, cold.

Cao Yizheng was surprised, there was a bang in his head, like a thunderbolt, and then a picture appeared.

At the beginning of the opening of heaven and earth, a divine bird was born in chaos, she was born close to the laws of space, and as time passed, her control over the laws of space became stronger and stronger, and few creatures were her opponents.

The powerful power made her more and more arrogant, more and more brutal, killing at every turn, and making countless enemies.

Unable to bear it, twenty-two powerful men joined forces.

The two sides fought for ten days and ten nights, and I don't know how many galaxies were broken, how many lives died, and in the end, the divine bird was defeated and died, and the remnant soul was refined into a golden mask by one of the strong men.

Anyone, as long as they wear a golden mask, can use some of the laws of space, but the consumption is very huge.

"So that's what happened!"

Cao Yi muttered.

As soon as his mind moved, his body began to become ethereal, as if he was in another dimension.

"You fight the poor"

Cao Yi greeted the chaotic silk floating not far away.

"Hit you?"

Chaotian Aya is a little blind.