"Ugh."

Lin Daotian saw that Shen Tianjue didn't give him a chance to speak at all, and after sighing, he decided to suppress him.

Bang!

Under his control, he was sent out of the Divine Furnace and roared, hovering in the air for a week, then turned around and flew back above his head, levitating in a square.

Lin Daotian raised his hand and shot out a spiritual power, opening the lid of the Divine Furnace, and then a thousand feet of light poured out of his body, merging into the Divine Furnace.

"Boom"

The divine furnace roared, and the runes carved on the furnace began to squirm at this moment, densely packed, and swam around the furnace body.

Then the divine furnace flipped over, aiming the furnace mouth at Shen Tianjue, and erupted with a terrifying suction.

Shen Tian Jue Lin Daotian actually came to the real thing, and his face immediately changed, and his eyes stared at the other party.

Back then, Lin Daotian used this trick to suck a monk who had attained the Great Perfection into the furnace, and then refined it alive into ashes.

Faced with the move that could kill the Great Perfection Cultivator, Shen Tian never dared to be careless, and roared, and a majestic blood and qi power like an ocean gushed out from his body, fighting against this suction with all his might.

He knew that once he was put into the divine furnace by Lin Daotian, it would be over, and no matter how strong his physical strength was, it would be impossible to break the divine furnace and escape.

This is a top-level fourth-order magic weapon, under Lin Daotian's refining, it is almost breaking through to the fifth-order quality, it is a very powerful magic weapon, and the entire Dragon Continent can't find a few pieces.

"Old man Lin, if you ......"

As soon as Shen Tianjue wanted to say a few cruel words, he felt his body fly towards the furnace uncontrollably, and he exerted all his strength, but he couldn't compete with it.

brush

In a burst of spiritual power agitation, Shen Tianjue was put into the divine furnace by Lin Daotian, and then he beckoned, and the lid of the divine furnace flew over, and with a loud sound, the furnace mouth was covered.

In this way, Shen Tianjue was forcibly suppressed by Lin Daotian in the magic weapon.

"Now you can listen quietly to what I'm talking about!" Lin Dao said calmly to the Divine Furnace every day, and the words passed through the Divine Furnace and reached Shen Tianjue's ears.

"No, Old Man Lin, let me tell you, the reason why I can't win against you and was suppressed by you is not because my cultivation is not as good as you, but because I lost on the magic weapon, if the black dragon spear was on me, I would have poked out a few holes in your broken furnace."

The Black Dragon Spear is a fourth-order magic weapon on the Heaven-Breaking Peak, and it is now in Xiang Xiaotian's hands, but it has been sealed in grade, and it can only exert the power of the third-order magic weapon for the time being.

"I don't want to talk about how you lost, I want to talk to you about Xiaotian!"

Lin Daotian said helplessly.

"Talk about your size, I warn you, it's best to let me out quickly, if something happens to Xiaotian, even if the sect master stops me, I will definitely overturn Yunxiao Peak, besides, don't think I'm afraid of you, if you really fight, it's not certain who loses and who wins!"

Shen Tianjue output a burst of fists and kicks in the Divine Furnace, and every time he bombarded the Divine Furnace, he could make a deafening sound, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't smash the Divine Furnace, so he had no choice but to start playing their tradition of breaking the Heavenly Peak, people can lose, but they can't lose in words.

Xiang Xiaotian learned this set from him, what kind of master he can be described as, and what kind of apprentice he taught.

"If your apprentice is injured because of this, I will bear the consequences, believe me, even if he only has half a breath left, I can save him back!"

Lin Daotian said with a serious expression.

"What do you take to bear, you can save your life, but what if it hurts the foundation of your cultivation, what do you use to save it!" Shen Tianjue opened his mouth to refute.

"I'll save the three-thousand-year-old medicinal herb in the sect master's hand."

When Shen Tian heard this, he immediately stopped hitting the Divine Furnace.

There is indeed such an elixir in the sect, its medicinal age has reached three thousand years, it is an elixir that conquers the world and creation, it is not an exaggeration to call it a rare treasure, taking it can indeed cure the sequelae caused by the monk's use of forbidden arts, even if it hurts the foundation, it can also be cured.

"To put it simply, that's the treasure medicine at the bottom of the sect's pressure box, can you take it if you say it?"

Thinking of that elixir, Shen Tianjue also relaxed his tone and asked with some uncertainty.

"Don't worry, I'll do what I say, Sect Master, I'll tell him, besides, are you so unconfident in your disciple, if you can force out the power hidden in his body today, everything will not be a problem." Lin Daotian responded.

"But is it possible to force it like this?"

"Then what to do, you have been guided by the medicinal bath for so long, have you drawn it out? If he is not broken, he will not stand, and if he is broken, even if he is scrapped, the old man will not save him! ”

Lin Daotian changed his previous kindness, and said in a firm tone, after finishing speaking, he no longer paid attention to Shen Tianjue, and when his robe waved, a bronze mirror appeared in front of him, and Xiang Xiaotian's figure was reflected in the bronze mirror.

Although the method was a bit strict, Lin Daotian still thought about the two of them after all.

In addition, he also wanted to see what kind of power Li Mo could exert when he was forced into a desperate situation, and where was Li Mo's limit......

Let's talk about the Tianyin Mountain Range.

Xiang Xiaotian used the forbidden technique to raise his cultivation to the seventh layer of the innate realm, which was extremely fast, almost completed in the blink of an eye.

Because the process was too fast, before Murong Tian could react, the pitch-black spear that was caught between his two fingers ...... No, it should be said that it is a blood-red spear.

Suddenly a terrifying huge force erupted, and the tip of the spear carried an indestructible and indestructible momentum, breaking free from the shackles of his fingers, with a suffocating red light, and directly stabbed into Murong Tian's body.

From Xiang Xiaotian's shot, to Murong Tian's use of two fingers to clamp the tip of the gun, to Xiang Xiaotian's forbidden technique, burning blood in exchange for improving the two-layer realm, it is extremely slow to say, in fact, all this happened between lightning and flint, that is, in the blink of an eye.

Murong Tian couldn't react at all.

It can't be said that he didn't have time to react, it should be said that he underestimated the junior monk in front of him too much, and never regarded him as an opponent, but as his own one-sided playfulness, and did not face him squarely.

This is not to blame him, after all, the gap between the two is too big, and it is the same for whoever comes to replace it.

An adult man fights a child, and there is no need for an adult to get serious at all.

"Drink!"

Xiang Xiaotian saw that the blow was successful, and a flash of joy flashed in his eyes, but he did not relax his vigilance, and immediately roared, the blood and qi in his body surged wildly, and in all the black dragon spears in the irrigation area, he wanted to use the spear in his hand to penetrate Murong Tian's chest.

He knew that he had used the forbidden technique again, and in a short period of time, although his strength had increased exponentially, it would not last long at all, and the load on his body was extremely great.

He had already used the forbidden technique once, but after taking the Dragon Tiger Grass, the backlash caused by the forbidden technique had been cured, so he was able to cast it again.

If it weren't for the fact that he had taken the Dragon Tiger Grass, let alone fighting Murong Tian now, I am afraid that even Liu Shen would not be able to win.

However, although he had already taken the Dragon Tiger Grass and replenished the blood qi consumed by the last use of the forbidden technique, it could be continuous for a day. After using the forbidden technique twice, his physical strength increased suddenly, and with his current physical strength, it was still too reluctant, and it was difficult for his body to withstand it.

It is conceivable that the moment the time for which his forbidden spell lasts ends, the consequences will be catastrophic.

This time he cast the forbidden spell, there is no doubt that he will hurt his foundation, and even face the risk of dying from an explosion.

However, Xiang Xiaotian can't care so much at the moment, he is fighting with the determination to die, his idea is very simple, even if he dies, he will bite off two pieces of meat from the other party.

He wanted to tear off two pieces of flesh from Murong Tian's body while he could still move.

Poof!

The sound of the spear piercing flesh rang out.

The blood-red spear, with the blessing of the power that Xiang Xiaotian had exchanged for the forbidden technique, tore apart Murong Tian's protective spiritual power like a knife cutting tofu, and the tip of the spear pierced deeply into the opponent's body, bringing a burst of blood.

"Ahh

The moment the spear broke into his body, Murong Tian felt a sharp pain and let out a miserable scream.

He couldn't remember how many years he hadn't been injured, was it fifty years, or a hundred years?

Faced with the sudden pain, Murong Tian felt that his brain was blank, and he even forgot to fight back for a while.

This is not to blame him, the monks of the Jiedan realm, against the congenital monks, it was originally a battle without suspense, according to common sense, even if the monks of the innate realm use all their strength, they will definitely not be able to hurt the fur of the Jiedan monks, this is common sense.

He forgot one thing, Xiang Xiaotian is not an ordinary innate monk, he is a descendant disciple of Tianyun Sect, as one of the three overlords of Longzhou, there is no suspense about the second force, the descendant disciple of his disciples, that one is not the best among the monks of the same generation, that one is not a ruthless person who can sweep the monks of the same generation, and it cannot be measured by the combat power of ordinary monks at all.

"I can't bear this pain, old bastard, you're really too bad, I don't look down on you, master." Xiang Xiaotian continued to verbally attack.

He originally wanted to penetrate Murong Tian's body directly, but the other party's cultivation was too high, and the spiritual power in his body was vigorous and terrifying, and after the spear head drilled into his body, he was blocked by spiritual power, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't go deeper for half a minute.

Xiang Xiaotian was also a ruthless man with rich combat experience, seeing that the blood-colored spear could not penetrate the enemy's body, his eyes turned, and he immediately had an idea in his heart, and the right hand holding the spear flicked, connecting the tip of the spear that pierced into Murong Tian's body, and suddenly shook violently.

In an instant, Murong Tian's body was torn out with a terrifying wound, and blood spurted out, splashing Xiang Xiaotian's body.

The intense pain hit Murong Tian like a storm, deeply stimulating his brain, making him unable to keep his sanity any longer.

Murong Tian came back to his senses angrily, a pair of sharp eyes stared directly at Xiang Xiaotian, the killing intent flowing from his eyes was unconcealed, and he wanted to eat him alive.

"Boy, you're good." Murong Tian said coldly.

When the words fell, a huge amount of spiritual power fluctuated from him.