Chapter 230: Ziyuan's Death

"This?"

Cao Yi raised his head and looked at the five beads floating suspiciously.

"These five beads are called Five Spirit Beads, which were made by me to invite a number of famous refiners back then, using gold spirit roots, wood spirit roots, water spirit roots, fire spirit roots, and earth spirit roots as materials, refining for several years, whether it is attack or defense, they are very strong, but unfortunately they can't prevent curses. After I was cursed back then, it followed the self-style, and just now the Taoist helped me break the curse, and I regained my grasp of it. ”

Ying Zheng told the story.

Cao Yi sighed and didn't speak again.

It took half an hour, and it slowly sank a hundred feet, and it was already far away from the ground, and the purple mist around it was filled, and there were flickering colorful brilliance everywhere, and the feeling that made the soul shudder appeared again.

There is a colorful, dazzling light blooming in the devolution, and the vortex is steaming.

Cao Yi tried to probe down with a trace of divine sense, but not far away, a pinprick-like pain came, and he hurriedly retreated.

"Going forward, I and you are both worried about our lives!"

Ying Zheng warned with a serious look.

Cao Yi glanced at the light curtain whose protective ability had been greatly weakened, and with a thought, the purple gold red gourd floated up.

Immediately, the purple gold red gourd sprinkled down five light curtains, and the effect was not very good, and the trembling feeling was only weakened a little.

Ying Zheng frowned and did not speak.

Cao Yi summoned the Chixiao Sword again.

Compared to the purple gold red gourd, the Chixiao Sword was completely uncooperative, and the light curtain was not put down at all.

"Sir, the magic artifacts you have in your collection are not of much use, so let's go this morning."

Yingzheng, who didn't want to give his life in vain here, persuaded.

Cao Yi didn't speak, and summoned again, this time the summoning was the Qintian scroll, and this thing came out. Dozens of thick light curtains sprinkled down, blocking the two of them impermeable, and the feeling of trembling disappeared.

"This thing is extraordinary"

Ying Zheng's eyes flashed with brilliance.

"Next is to go through the whirlpool"

Cao Yi reminded.

Ying Zheng bowed his head and covered the whole body with the aura of the five elements and turned it into armor.

Cao Yi also did the same, but it was still a Taoist robe that appeared.

Continue the slow descent, and after ten minutes or so it will come to the whirlpool.

Given that this is a system task, even if a big murderer is calculated, he still has to go down, Cao Yi did not calculate the hexagram, gritted his teeth and entered the whirlpool.

A terrifying aura that almost tore the flesh apart and crushed the soul came from all directions.

Cao Yiqiang endured this terrifying pain, slowly crossed the whirlpool, and entered a dim space.

Unlike just now in the Fountain of Youth, where there is a charming purple everywhere, there is no color, no sound, and there is a deathly silence, like hell.

"There seems to be light over there"

Yingzheng, who is cultivated to a relatively high point, looks farther.

"Let's go and see"

Cao Yi, whose face became ugly, said.

The two of them walked for a long time at a speed not much faster than a snail, and after advancing for about two hundred meters, a huge crack emitting a faint light came into view, and the terrifying qi machine also reached the extreme.

Seeing that it was about to be unable to support it, Cao Yi took out the space-time treasure box that was about to become moldy.

It is worthy of being a divine object that can travel through time and space, and as soon as it comes out, it releases hundreds of overlapping light curtains.

The terrifying aura weakened the general, though still strong, but within the realm of tolerability.

"There's someone inside"

Ying Zheng, whose face was also ugly, said.

Cao Yi tried to look inside, but he couldn't see anything, only darkness. With a thought, his eyes turned golden and shone with light.

"Sharp Eyes"

The light shot out far and wide at a slow-motion speed, gradually illuminating the crack.

A one-foot-tall nine-colored ice cube towered, and there was a woman in ancient costume sitting cross-legged in it, both in terms of chest and appearance, not Ziyuan.

"Ziyuan"

Cao Yi blurted out.

"Ziyuan"

Ying Zheng was stunned for a moment, and then his face sank: "Sure enough, he didn't die"

"Zi Yuan, who was killed by Poor Dao just now, should be a clone."

Cao Yi guessed.

Ying Zheng stared at the crack for a while, and said, "She seems to have entered some kind of state of silence, and she should be very fragile at this time." ”

"Try the Poor Road"

Cao Yi increased his sharp-eyed intensity.

But for some reason, the flame never reached the ice.

"Let's do it."

Ying Zheng exerted the Red Emperor's fire and imperial aura, and the crimson flames slowly erupted out.

One meter, two meters, two and a half meters, blocked by an invisible force, and even Ziyuan in the ice cube did not illuminate.

"There is only one way to do this"

Cao Yi thought of a solution that was not a solution.

Ying Zheng turned his head and looked at Cao Yi suspiciously.

"Blow, detonate the five spirit beads, blow up this place"

Cao Yi came up with a way.

The corners of Ying Zheng's mouth twitched slightly, but as a peerless emperor, as long as he can achieve his goal, there is nothing that he can't give up.

His eyes sharpened, and he decisively threw the five spirit beads into the crack. Of course, the process is slow.

"Go"

Cao Yi greeted and retreated in the direction he came.

Ying Zheng also retreated.

After retreating for a long time, almost a hundred meters, Ying Zheng detonated the five spirit beads.

There was no sound, only a flickering of light of five colors, and then the space vibrated with a tremble.

In just two breaths, a huge block of ice came out at some point, emitting a dazzling light that illuminated the darkness.

Zi Yuan, who was sitting cross-legged inside, was bleeding from all seven orifices, and she didn't know if she was injured by the explosion of the Five Spirit Beads, or if she was simply injured by interference.

"You-you-deserve-die"

A resentful thought came.

Then, she floated at an unnatural speed.

Cao Yi and Ying Zheng glanced at each other and were ready to fight to the death.

Soon, Zi Yuan came to the front and shot through the thick ice.

I saw her raise her palm and whisper: "Great Devouring Technique"

Cao Yi immediately felt a strong suction force coming, and in every inch of muscle and every cell in his body, there was an aura trembling and detaching uncontrollably.

"Hmph"

Ying Zheng, who was also sucked away from the aura next to him, snorted coldly and used his mana to resist.

Suddenly, Zi Yuan in the ice cube trembled, and blood flowed out of the seven orifices again, and the suction power was interrupted.

"Good Chance"

Cao Yi took the opportunity to step forward and stretched out his hand, preparing to dissolve the other party with the power of the Ten Thousand Transformation Dao Technique.

Seeing Cao Yi step forward, the corners of Ziyuan's mouth outlined a mocking arc.

At the same time, the ice shattered, and Zi Yuan, who had lost the strength to move, raised her hand and looked at Cao Yi as if she was looking at a dead person.

Immediately after, two hands that were as white as jade were pressed together.

"Idiot"

As soon as Zi Yuan's contemptuous words came out, her expression froze.

Not only was the suction force emitted dissolved, but the arm also shrank at a speed visible to the naked eye due to the invasion of an unknown force.

"What kind of supernatural power is this?"

Zi Yuan's divine consciousness let out strong fluctuations and struggled at the same time.

Cao Yi reached out his other hand and slapped it fiercely on Zi Yuan's shriveled left chest, while urging the power of the Wanhua Dao Technique to the extreme.

After half a column of incense.

"Ahh

Zi Yuan's divine sense let out a miserable scream, and suddenly the ground exploded, falling apart, and blood clots flew wildly.

"Whew, finally dead"

Cao Yi retracted his work, his face was sometimes blue, sometimes white, and returned to normal in half a day.

"The magic weapon is almost unsupportable, it's time to go back"

Ying Zheng, who was delivering spiritual energy to the magic weapon floating above, urged.

Cao Yi glanced in the direction of the crack and bowed his head.

Back to the top, Cao Yi used the method of earth practice to collect the Fountain of Youth.

After cleaning up, the group left Shangri-La.