The basalt turtle shrunk back, and there was a faint glow on the turtle shell.

You don't need to test Wang Yijiu to know that according to Xuanwu's recovery power and his own attack power, the time it takes to kill Xuanwu directly is at least a thousand years.

However, Wang Yijiu knew that as long as he left, Xuanwu would come out again.

Xuanwu's carapace has great mysteries, not to mention that it is still the Holy Spirit Xuanwu.

Suddenly, Wang Yijiu came up with a brilliant idea.

The true spirit consciousness bloomed with white light, the earth cracked, and finally condensed into a huge rope day by day, and the light of the true spirit consciousness condensed within the rope.

The rope shines brightly in an instant.

Xuanwu instinctively sensed that something was wrong, and his limbs reached out and prepared to flee.

But how could Wang Yijiu give it this chance.

As soon as Xuanwu's limbs poked out, he was attacked by Wang Yijiu's frenzy.

Although it couldn't break through Xuanwu's carapace, its limbs were slightly weaker, and Wang Yijiu's attack was still very painful for it.

Moo!

Xuanwu shouted, and the limbs that had just stretched out curled back again.

Countless ropes were rolled up, and this radius of thousands of miles suddenly became a Jedi!

Wang Yijiu arranged a peerless array, and with the help of the particularity of the true spirit consciousness, the entire Xuanwu was sealed.

In an instant, the heavens and the earth were discolored, endless dark clouds condensed, and lightning danced wildly in them, as if to send down heavenly punishment.

"Bah~"

Wang Yijiu shouted, and the dark clouds that swept thousands of miles dissipated at once, and the so-called heavenly punishment was just a joke in the eyes of Wang Yijiu now.

Thundered!

His whole body was sealed, and Xuanwu couldn't care about being in the carapace, his head and limbs were drilled out, and one after another attacks were sent out from his mouth and claws, colliding with Wang Yijiu's rope sealing it, making a loud sound.

Oh!

Xuanwu roared, propped up his limbs, and puffed up Wang Yijiu's seal.

Wang Yijiu's expression was full of admiration, "It's not a loss to Xuanwu, even a Xuanwu without sanity is so terrifying!"

Wang Yijiu was sure that if this Xuanwu gave birth to sanity. It is impossible to defeat it on its own.

Not to mention sealing it now.

Even so, Xuanwu's counterattack was still extremely fierce, if it weren't for Wang Yijiu's special true spirit consciousness, it would be impossible to seal it.

Rumble!

Infinite black water erupted from Xuanwu's mouth, and the black water condensed, condensing into a vast sea within Wang Yijiu's seal.

This black water is also the natal divine water of Xuanwu, and all things will be corroded and dissipated when they are touched.

The black water touched Wang Yijiu's rope and made a "snort" sound.

Endless white smoke rose out, and the ropes condensed by thousands of miles of earth were corroded.

However, in just a few breaths, except for Wang Yijiu's true spirit consciousness that was still binding Xuanwu, all the other sealed things dissipated in the underworld.

Wang Yijiu exclaimed: "It's worthy of Xuanwu, the natal supernatural power that was forced out is so powerful!"

You must know that the things that have been blessed by his true spirit consciousness are comparable to the condensation of ordinary origin power, but even so, the black water of the Xuanwu still corrodes the rope, leaving only the white light of the true spirit consciousness condensed in the center.

"Fate, guide you to sleep!" Wang Yijiu's fingers flicked lightly in the void.

The phantom of the wheel of fate appeared, and the true spirit consciousness melted into it and turned into substance.

The roulette wheel suddenly turned into a purple-gold gourd, and the gourd shone brightly, and the infinite black water was all sucked into it at once

Wang Yijiu turned the gourd, the white light flashed, and the black water rushed out along with the true spirit consciousness.

The black water turned into black chains, binding Xuanwu firmly.

This time, no matter how Xuanwu struggled, he couldn't break free from this chain.

The chains emitted black light, binding Xuanwu's figure again and again, and then, the gourd suspended in mid-air landed on Xuanwu's carapace.

Xuanwu let out a mournful roar and passively fell into a deep sleep.

Sad~

Wang Yijiu wiped the sweat on his forehead, the strength and weakness of the holy beast were too obvious, just like Xuanwu, he used his foundation to subdue as soon as he fell, and like Suzaku, he didn't have to work so hard at all.

The earth's crust began to change for thousands of miles, and the basalt and gourd were buried deep underground.

Wang Yijiu has been looking for the core of this origin place, but it is a pity that the core here is not manifested at all, even if he can't find it for a while.

And Wang Yijiu is also worried that the core of this origin place has given birth to a will, and is afraid that it has learned to dodge, if this is the case, Wang Yijiu feels that if he wants to devour this place, he can really only rely on time to slowly grind.

But this is not Wang Yijiu's style, the Netherworld is close at hand, it's not worth spending so much effort for a mere Xuanwu!

Finding the origin of this world first is the king.

Roar!

There was a faint roar in the distance, and Wang Yijiu sensed Lang Qian's monstrous aura!

"It seems that Qian'er's opponent should not be underestimated!"

Wang Yijiu smiled, but he didn't have the heart to go over to help, he knew Lang Qian's combat power, and it was not a joke to say that the Tiangang battle body was invincible when it reached the Heavenly Spirit Realm, and the final winner would definitely be Lang Qian!

With the help of the rules of fate, Wang Yijiu saw Langqian's current situation.

Fighting against her was a green dragon, the green dragon was thousands of miles long, had four claws, and the fury of its breath was not much worse than that of Xuanwu.

"Brother Yijiu, don't help me~" Sensing Dao King Yijiu's gaze, Lang Qian said directly.

"Haha~" Wang Yijiu laughed, and then withdrew his gaze.

Lang Qian didn't have to worry about anything, he looked elsewhere.

Countless Heavenly Spirit Realms poured into the Land of Origin, and masters from all walks of life naturally emerged one after another.

There are many opportunities here, and after obtaining the origin qi, the aura of breakthrough on the spot spreads all over the world.

Wang Yijiu sensed a lot of familiar aura, this world itself was a big treasure, and ordinary Heavenly Spirit Realm could only obtain the outermost layer.

If you are more powerful, you will be able to obtain the power of the Origin at a higher level.

At the level of Wang Yijiu, almost all of them could directly communicate with the power of the origin, and the power of the origin of this world was condensed, and even if they were here, the speed at which they absorbed the power of the origin would be greatly increased.

You must know that every wisp of origin qi is where a person's essence lies, and this is the place where the essence is increased for everyone.

Although this world was very large, under the full search of countless Heavenly Spirit Realms, the origin power that overflowed on the surface of the world was rapidly decreasing.

The origin qi here was formed by the overflow of hundreds of millions of years, and now it has been turned into food for everyone.

Wang Yijiu didn't rush to absorb the power of the Origin, because this effect on him was not the greatest.

He's looking for something that exudes the power of the Origin, which is the core of this world!. )

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