Xue Tong clearly remembered that the second-order snake god was out of control back then, and he killed two people in the blink of an eye.

This time, the spiritual power released by the first-order snake god was doubled, and Xue Tong had refined a small section of the martial true scripture in a short period of time.

With the mantra of the Qiang people, the image of the snake god thickened, and the body continued to grow.

The vibration of the sacrifice remained unchanged, and the spell that Tuhar spat out quickly was still steady.

"Hard work pays off, and Tuhar's nine years of hard research can be regarded as a remarkable achievement."

Xue Tong glanced at Tuhar, and Tuhar's expression was full of surprise.

"Boom!"

The aura gushed, the snake god held a black sword and blood fork, his body swayed slightly, and his eyes were soft, as if he was staring at the vast beings in the forest.

The rich aura suddenly gave Xue Tong a dry and withered body, and he suddenly felt moistened by a sweet spring.

The people of the Qiang tribe recited the qi refining method one by one, greedily absorbing the pure aura that was about to drip.

The snake god's aura is limited to a limited time, and after a stick of incense, the image fades, and the unabsorbed aura returns to the snake god's body.

Tuhar swallowed a pill of Pyreid.

The tone has changed completely, and the singing has changed to a new trick.

Xue Tong spit out a mouthful of turbid qi, and the benefits of the two spiritual qi were almost equivalent to fifty grains of the sixth-grade spiritual pill, refining nearly three sections of the Martial True Sutra.

It's really rewarding and worth the trip.

But the fierce chanting of Tuhar and the Qiang tribe made Xue Tong's heart tense slightly!

"Third-Order Snake God? Could Tuhar be too greedy to make an accident?"

Even though Xue Tong was worried, like everyone else, he didn't say anything to stop it.

After all, the benefits of Reiki are impossible to refuse.

Xue Tong swallowed a spilling pill just in case.

Sun Bocheng and Ziming Guan Zhu all quietly retreated.

The statue of the snake god finally reached a height of six or seven zhang.

Tuhar spewed blood mist from his mouth, singing and dancing.

"Squeak!"

With a strange roar, the snake god's three eyes shone with red light!

A richer and purer aura erupted.

Everyone's happy!

The sound of the dense rain-like qi refining technique sounded instantly, Xue Tong's pores were fully opened, he inhaled the spiritual energy wildly, and the white mist rolled into his body, running rapidly in the hundreds of limbs.

It's a pity that it's only five or six breaths of effort!

The snake god actually moved slightly, left the position directly in front of the sacrifice tripod, opened his mouth sharply, and inhaled all the residual spiritual energy.

The terrifying spiritual pressure was immediately released, and the low-ranking Qiang clan fainted on the spot.

The pinnacle of heaven and man!

Xue Tong's heart contracted rapidly, and the cold breath made him chill for a while.

The medicinal power of the Overflowing Fire Pill could not withstand the cold, and it was impossible to burn the bloodline and stimulate the true body of the brute ape.

What's more, even if he really appeared in the world, he was far from being the enemy of the snake god.

Xue Tong reached into the storage bag on his waist with one hand.

Only the thunderous blow of Tongtian Lingbao can save the crisis.

"Baoding aura is exhausted, recite the homecoming!"

Tuhar snapped the mantra.

The serpent god turned his head sharply, staring at Tuhar who was speaking.

The newborn snake eye on his forehead became more and more murderous.

Tuhar lowered his head and kept chanting incantations, and the ten high-ranking members of the Qiang clan followed the mad chanting.

The fierce light of the serpent's eyes stopped growing.

The serpent god moved slowly, scanning the crowd.

Xue Tong lowered his head and bowed his back, only observing with his peripheral vision, clutching the treasure whip tightly in his big hand, and did not dare to move.

"Wow!"

On the other side of the venue, Grandmaster Fuyang Guan had a nervous breakdown, and he actually jumped up and fled when the snake god was facing his back.

The snake god didn't turn his head, a long arm phantom, stretched twenty zhang in an instant, the black sword flashed, and the fleeing monk was immediately cut in half.

Xue Tongbao's whip almost shot!

The snake god's moves are too fast, as fast as lightning and can't react, so you need to strike first!

But the consequences of using the whip made him hesitate for a moment.

He suddenly felt that the snake god's poisonous cold aura had decreased significantly compared to before.

Tuhar's mantra was extremely fast, except for Xue Tong, the rest closed their eyes and bowed their heads, whether they wanted to die or live was all based on luck, there was no hope of resisting and escaping, and they simply left the snake god behind, so as not to collapse and go crazy.

The snake god's gaze gradually became calm, and his breath descended to the heavenly man, holding his sword and fork in place, twisting his body and no longer shifting.

Xue Tong breathed a sigh of relief.

The homing recipe continued to take effect, and the breath of the snake god slipped to the late stage of heaven and man... Mid-Celestial Period.

The cold no longer made Xue Tong's heart tremble.

Xue Tong's sitting posture remained unchanged, smoothly moved back ten zhang, widened the distance from the snake god, released the treasure whip, and pulled out his palm.

He glanced at Tuhar, a little worried.

Tuhar saw sweat on his forehead, and the more he read it, the more difficult it became.

"The surname won't be unbearable!"

Xue Tong's thought flashed, and the snake god had already roared!

The slender and long arm stretched out to Xue Tong in the blink of an eye, and the Black Death Sword slashed suddenly!

Xue Tong's reaction was not unpleasant.

The body flew back, and the big sleeves rolled out.

The Hell Ghost Axe and the Fallen God Golden Hammer slammed into the sharp edge of the Black Death Sword.

The twin treasures bounced open, and a cold sword light cut through Xue Tong's burning Gang Demon Protector.

Xue Tong's chest suddenly puffed out a puff of green smoke.

The dominoes on his body exploded, and the big bone fist of the stone bucket blasted out, shattering the remnants of the Black Death Sword.

"Bang!"

Xue Tong was like a kite with a broken string and flew out of ten zhang.

Sun Bocheng, Ziming Guan Zhu and other monks who were watching the scene scattered in a hurry and fled far away.

The aura of the snake god fell back to the early stage of heaven and man.

The sky was covered with a red shadow, and the snake god's bloodlight treasure fork slapped down heavily.

Xue Tong took another trick stiffly.

"Boom!" Xue Tong spat out blood, and the snake god's body shrank sharply, turning into a blue light and burrowing into the sacrificial tripod.

"The great god is back in place, safe!"

Tuhar wiped the sweat from his forehead and collapsed to the ground.

"Is Daoist Xue okay?" Sun Bocheng approached and asked with concern.

Xue Tong stuffed a pill into his mouth, and large strands of blood flowed from his mouth.

The snake god's blow was almost in the middle of the heavenly and human periods, and it hurt his abdomen, but it was not to the extent that he was worried about his life.

"The Dao Leader has exhausted the spiritual power of the snake god and kept us away from danger, Tuhar thanked you on behalf of the Qiang clan!" Tuhar bowed.

The Ziming Guan Master and the others pretended to be, and thanked them vaguely.

Xue Tong was not lightly injured and was unable to speak, so he waved his hand to signal that he did not need to be polite.

"Daoist chief go to Puyun Temple to recuperate for a few days," Sun Bocheng said again.

Xue Tong nodded.

Pu Yunguan's strength is not strong, and he has dealt with it again, and he has practiced in the mountain temple for four years, and he has not walked in the Xuan Realm for a long time, so it is good to go to Pu Yunguan to listen to some news.

"Today's summoning of God was successful, but something went wrong in the end, and it hurt Xue Daochang."

"These two six-grade healing pills will show their hearts, and you will be welcome to come back in six years." Tuhar said, handing over the elixir.

"I have received the grace of Qiang, thank the great chief, and see you again in six years." The Lord of the Purple Ming Temple led people away.

The group quickly dispersed.

……

Tuhar and the high rank of the tribe escorted the sacrificial tripod.

Baizhang deep underground, the treasure secret room of the Qiang tribe.

"You go down first, this seat needs to figure out again, where the last flaw in the homing recipe comes from, maybe it is related to the spirit pattern of 'Yi Shen Ding'." Tuhar said.

The rest retired.

Tuhar pondered for three days, then exited the chamber and handed a seal to the five guards.

The five of them glanced at Yi Shending in the secret room and slowly closed the heavy stone door.

Two notes had been affixed to the stone door, and when Tuhar's seal was affixed, the three notes lit up a blue flame and merged into one, covering the surface of the stone door.

The deputy leader of Qiangzhen and the protector of the clan department, the three of them are forbidden to merge, and the three of them need to be present together to open the door.

Tuhar returned to the cave with a strange smile on his face and touched the storage bag.

Half a month later.

Tuhar suddenly summoned the high-ranking members of the clan and said: "This seat needs to go far away to verify the individual details of the ancient sacrifices, and the affairs of the clan are decided by the deputy chief, the Dharma protector, and the supervisor. ”

"Well, the big leader will go early and return early!"

No one in the Qiang tribe expected that Tuhar would never return with the real Yi Shending!

……

Xue Tong's injuries improved.

The snake god squirting spirit made it gain a lot, and it only took one month to complete the four turns, which saved nearly five years of time.

"Bao Ding is really a peerless treasure, Ding absorbs spiritual energy, snake god swallows, nine years of normal refining of qi, and then benefits when spitting spirit, if it is in a more confined space, it can be worth at least nine years of work, which is equivalent to doubling the refining speed."

"If there are fewer people, even if they don't have time to absorb the aura, they will benefit more."

"What's more, there is also a wonderful use when rushing through the pass, but unfortunately it is only exclusive to the Qiang clan, and dozens of people are required to recite the mantra."

Xue Tong sighed with emotion.

Xue Tong asked about the situation in the Xuan Realm in recent years.

"There is nothing big about Dizhou, and it is said that Renzhou is quite peaceful."

"The two major sects of Renzhou Huanglong and Tianmang, these rarely fight, and that is also because Xue Daochang mediated between them back then and resolved the old feud between the two sides." Sun Bocheng said.

"It's okay, I relied on everyone's help back then."

"What about the Southwest Alliance?" Xue Tong asked.

"Pu Yunguan is far away from Wenzhou and Suzhou, and I have only heard a few words from the Southwest League, and there has been very little news in recent years, so there should be nothing wrong." Sun Bocheng said.

Xue Tong asked about the situation in Yanxi Town, but Chen Wei and Zuo Makui didn't say a word.

"It's no abnormal, the people in Yanxi are still a little miscellaneous, but they are all black market businesses, and they rarely ask each other about the news related to the goods." Sun Bocheng said.

"Su Xinzong's black hand has not yet reached Yanxi, and no one has been sent to ask for news from Xue." Xue Tong was in a good mood.

"Well, I've been cultivating for more than a month, thank you."

"Xue said goodbye, traveled all over the world, and saw you in six years!"

"Well, the Taoist walks slowly, welcome to come to Puyunguan at any time to sit." Sun Bocheng said.