"Your Majesty, your subordinates!" said the masked men in unison, half-kneeling on the ground.

"Alright, you all get up!" Venerable Shura said in a quiet voice.

"Yes!" several people stood up one after another, leaning over and standing on either side.

"What's going on inside?" asked Venerable Shura.

"Your Holiness, everything is going well!" The close subordinate stepped forward and replied.

"Okay, very good, I'll take a look when I open the tower gate!" said Venerable Shura, and several subordinates turned around and pushed open the gate at the top of the tower.

"Squeak!" the heavy door opened with a muffled sound.

"Your Holiness, please!"

Venerable Shura did not hesitate and stepped forward.

There is no excessive furnishings at the top of the tower, so it is a very open place.

There is a fairy aura inside, and it is not very real.

But on a stone platform in the center there is a sleeping man.

The man was a handsome young man with a bit of heroism in his eyebrows.

This person is not very gorgeously dressed, but a light armor with the breath of a king sets off his majesty.

Above him were seven small, glowing round balls.

These balls are like stars flashing in the night sky, showing a colorful brilliance and arranged in an orderly manner.

"Zz!"

Suddenly, these otherwise quiet balls emitted a blinding light.

Immediately after that, the balls continued to move irregularly, as if they were repelling something.

But it didn't take long for the glowing balls to pause again in the swirling smoke.

"Alas!" Venerable Shura sighed softly not far away, "It seems that these relics still can't release energy normally, and if it goes on like this, I'm afraid it will be a long time before the emperor wakes up!"

............

On the bloodthirsty bridge, Ling Chong and the others were ready to fight against the water.

They must win this battle, otherwise the hard work of the past few days will be in vain.

"Whoosh!"

A Dao talisman that exuded a soft halo was shot out at Ling Chong's fingertips, and the target was the dark aura on the bridge.

It's just that I really don't know what this black qi is formed, no matter what it is, as soon as it gets close, it's ready to absorb it.

And as the blood on their bodies continued to decrease, Tianyang Bodhi was exhausted.

At this point, it seems that they can't afford to think about what to do.

Ling Chong struggled to stay awake, drawing all the true power in his body, transforming the powerful Dao power at his fingertips, and dodging and attacking.

Around him, Fazhen and Lu Yuqi, as well as Tuoba Yunbi and Hu Meier, let go and fight like him.

Several people raised the true strength of their bodies to the highest, and then fought with their bare hands.

"Bang!"

As soon as they approached the black gas, they were bounced away, in different directions.

The wind blew Ling Chong's hair and confused his thoughts even more.

"It's over!" The two words rushed into Ling Chong's brain first.

A deep despair spread over their hearts and brows, and this helplessness seemed to have made them give up their resistance.

"Boom ......"

Ling Chong fell heavily on the black soil under the bridge in his inverted flight.

"Bang, bang, bang......"

Immediately afterwards, the others fell not far from Ling Chong.

"Ugh!"

Ling Chong only felt a burning sensation in his chest, and under the concussion of his back, he couldn't help but surge his qi and blood, and spit out a mouthful of blood.

The black aura on the Bloodthirsty Bridge remained still, undamaged by their attack.

"Bastard!" Ling Chong vaguely looked at the dark aura on the bridge and cursed helplessly.

Turning his head to look at the others, he saw that no one was conscious and unconscious on the ground.

I think that due to excessive blood loss and such a heavy impact, it caused several people to be unconscious at the moment.

If it weren't for that, the impact would have been a minor injury to them.

As for Ling Chong, he inadvertently saw that the immortal lock on his chest was releasing a leisurely light.

Needless to say, this time it was this immortal lock that saved Ling Chong again.

"What the hell is this, how can the more you use all your strength, the more powerful he seems to become!" Ling Chong fell to the ground, feeling a hundred doubts for a moment.

............

"How does this feel so familiar!" Ling Chong was puzzled for a moment.

"Oh, I see!" I don't know what came to mind, and suddenly Ling Chong smiled with a relaxed expression.

"Wow!" Ling Chong rolled over from the ground and sat up in excitement.

Looking at the dark aura that was constantly swirling on the bridge, Ling Chong was excited again, "Isn't this the same thing that my ancestor asked me to hit a Tai Chi tumbler when I was a child. ”

"If you are weak, it will be weak, and if you are strong, he will be strong!" Ling Chong thought silently in his heart.

This sentence seems to have a voice echoing, is that really the ancestor in memory!

"Okay, I'll make myself one with him, maybe I'll find a breakthrough in this way!" Ling Chong also came to his senses when he thought of this.

After Ling Chong crossed his knees to adjust his breath, he got up again and walked towards the bloodthirsty bridge.

This time his expression did not hesitate, it was so determined, even with a little excitement that should not be there.

Walking in front of this black qi, Ling Chong took a deep breath, and then relaxed his whole body.

In front of this incomparably evil dark aura, Ling Chong gently closed his eyes and let himself slowly blend into the environment here.

Following the direction of the black qi's rotation, Ling Chong slowly stretched his arms and moved his steps gently.

Under the rotation of his body, he actually drew a nihilistic Tai Chi.

It's strange to say, the next moment, this black qi actually slowly rolled up Ling Chong, and then slowly sucked them inside.

Ling Chong didn't open his eyes in the black qi, but his heart moved at will, spinning with the black qi.

Let him fully merge with this black qi.

For a moment, Ling Chong felt a steady stream of energy converging towards his body.

This energy not only allowed his physical strength to recover quickly, but also the true power in his body began to replenish.

The moment he opened his eyes, Ling Chong saw that their cultivation immortal weapon was wandering in this black qi in the rotation of the black qi.

Reaching out for a ray of true power tube, it hit the Xuanyuan Sword directly.

The Xuanyuan Sword responded with a burst of golden light, and then flew upside down into Ling Chong's hand, and at that moment it was really as fast as lightning bolt.

Holding the Xuanyuan sword tightly, Ling Chong tossed and turned, drawing a Taiji with the tip of the sword, and he was in the middle of this Taiji.

Slowly, Ling Chong no longer rotated in the direction of the black qi's rotation, but rotated in the opposite direction with the Taiji around his body.

One left and one right, the black qi and Ling Chong's true power began to have a tug-of-war battle.

As these two forces continued to increase, the black qi began to fluctuate violently, and Ling Chong was as steady as Mount Tai in the black qi at this time.

"Huhuhu......"

From the outside, at this time, the black mass and black qi were already operating irregularly, and the intensity of the vibration was getting stronger and stronger......!