In that night's battle, Tianjizi only made two moves, and the Zhemei people were defeated. If it weren't for the Zhemei Sanren who rode away on a magic weapon, and waited until the other crowd rose up to attack, I am afraid that they would never be able to leave.

Xin Yu only hit two spells, if he was hit by all the ninety-nine eighty-one spells of Tianjizi, he would have been wiped out by this time. The Zhemei people rode the gourd and flew west for a day and a night before stopping. At this time, the Zhemei San people were on the edge of a cliff, pranayama inside, and took a short rest.

Beneath the cliff is a dense jungle with terrifying roars from birds and beasts. Zhemei Sanren leaned against an ancient pine on the edge of the cliff, looked at the vast mountains and rivers below, and said to himself: "I folded Mei an old man's life, more than three hundred, I could have lived here for a long time, but I want to take advantage of this body to cultivate, cross the catastrophe and soar, try the feeling of being a fairy and a demon, even if it is five thunders and a dead body, I have no hesitation to start over." ”

"Really? You and I have been fighting for a hundred years, and you are leaving, won't it make me lonely? ”

A person who appeared behind him, with a clear breeze and bones, a purple robe, a dusty hand, and a sword on his back. The one who came was Tianjizi, who cultivated to reach the late stage of the Dan Dynasty, which is the highest state of the Danding lineage. He slowly approached, unscrupulous about the Meisan people.

Zhemei Sanren didn't think it was strange, that sentence didn't seem to be talking to himself, he had long known that Tianjizi was chasing him all the way, but he didn't make a move, presumably he didn't mean to kill him.

There must be something to ask.

Tianjizi stood next to Zhemei, looking at the mountains in the distance, the river was turbulent, the vegetation was dense, and it was full of vitality.

"Even without me, you should feel lonely, you have reached the late stage of the Yudan, I am no longer your opponent, what's the point of fighting again?"

Tianjizi sighed: "Yes, I've been fighting for hundreds of years, and I'm tired if you're not tired." Do you really want to fight it? ”

Zhemei Sanren took out a cloth bag from his arms, grabbed a small pinch of yellow hay, pressed it into the cigarette bag pot, and finally blew it with his kiss, the hay burned, Zhemei Sanren took a puff and coughed directly, but he still enjoyed it so much.

"Old friend, would you like to take a bite too?" Zhemei handed the cigarette stick to Tianjidao.

Tianji Daoist looked at the cigarette stick handed to him by Zhemei, and was a little reluctant to take it, but he still took it, only took a puff lightly, and said, "It's still the same smell, but I'm no longer useful." After saying that, he returned the cigarette stick to Zhemei.

Zhemei smiled bitterly and said, "What are you using now?" The Taiyi Xuantian Sect you sent? It's in the late stage of Yudan, so I'm afraid this won't be useful, right? ”

Tianji Daoren was expressionless, and he didn't answer Zhemei Sanren, looking down, his eyes flashed with a hint of indifference.

Zhemei Sanren knocked off the ash from the cigarette pouch and pot, threw the cigarette stick in his hand, and threw it off the cliff, saying, "Alas, this last cigarette always feels a little strange to smoke. Then he stood up, straightened his waist as much as possible, but was half a head shorter than Tianjizi, and said: "If you don't say it, I also know that you are also at the end, either fight upward, or continue to be mediocre, and take your disciples and grandchildren to carry forward the sect." “

"I've disbanded my sect and let them go and settle down. Old man, what about you? Do you want to fight with me, maybe......"

Before Zhemei Sanren finished speaking, he was interrupted by Tianji: "You are close to the demon, I am close to the Tao, how can you talk on the same day?" ”

Zhemei Sanren looked at Tianjizi, looked disdainful, shook his head and said: "Old Dao, you are still so stubborn, what does it matter if you cultivate the Demon Cultivation Dao, it is good to be able to cross the tribulation, in my opinion, if we join forces with the Demon Dao, if we break through the nine-day prohibition and become an immortal, we can be regarded as the first person in ancient and modern times." ”

Tianjizi smiled lightly and said, "Old ghost, are you really so open-minded?" I don't think so. Who have you planted a spiritual seed on my Xuanqing disciple? Didn't you give yourself a little bit of a bottom? ”

"Alas, what kind of spirit seed is there? I've been looking for decades, but I haven't found the right person, including your disciples, all of whom are mediocre in qualifications, and you teach well. ”

Tianjizi said: "Hmph, I will definitely find out about this matter in the future, you go well, have a meeting, I also hope you can succeed." ”

Regarding the matter of the spirit seed, Zhemei Sanren was also afraid that the description would become darker and darker, so he didn't want to mention it again, and when he heard Tianjizi speak unlucky, he also felt indignant, and replied: "Old Dao, you have been unforgiving all your life, can you say something good?" If I can make it, so can you. ”

"Hmph, I've told you a long time ago, the Tao is different. Go ahead, don't wait for me to regret it, you won't even have a chance to survive. ”

"Hahahaha." Zhemei Sanren patted the dust off his body, raised his head to look at the sky above his head, and made a flying momentum, and said: "Old Dao, don't be hard-mouthed, you are reluctant to kill me, you want to see how I survived, and follow in my footsteps in the future." ”

At this time, the wind rose and became stronger and stronger, blowing away the dust, gravel, and dead leaves on the top of the cliff, and the ancient pine swayed in the strong wind, struggling to support.

"Old man, I'll go first." After that, the strong wind became stronger, and with a grip on the plum folding method, he flew into the air, heading towards the highest point of the Nine Heavens, like a cannonball, with sparks, lightning, and the power that intended to break through everything, and it was bound to be higher than the sky.

Tianjizi watched all this, watching Zhemei Sanren fly away, as if he was watching his own fate, his whole body was full of immortal energy, and he also hoped to help him at a critical moment.

"Old ghost, don't die so easily."

The nine-day ban is not something that ordinary people can break through, and only one person has flown away since ancient times, but it is only left in the word of mouth of everyone. Go to the Nine Heavens and enter the Nine Realms, that ancient stone slab is still sinking under the weak abyss. There are only a few words, but they let Zhemei San people pursue their lives.

His exercises and magic weapons were all practiced in order to break the nine-day prohibition. The Vajra gourd can resist the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder, and the Pear Blossom Fan is also the top magic weapon in the cultivation world, standing below to resist all powerful attacks. If these two magic weapons could not guarantee the success of the Zhemei Sanren Tribulation, then there might be no one else in this world who would be able to ascend to the Nine Realms.

Zhemei Sanren flew through the air, and sacrificed the vajra gourd in the air, getting bigger and bigger, and the gourd mouth spewed out yellow flames, making it faster and faster, and it wanted to break through the prohibition of the nine days with the power of opening the mountain.

Under the gourd, the Zhemei Sanren held a pear blossom fan, ready to resist the heavenly fire that would fall at any time. The other hand didn't dare to slack off, and concentrated the highest cultivation of the whole body retrograde Zhou Tian on his fingertips, waiting for the opportunity to break through the air.

"Old ghost, come on." Tianjizi looked at the magic weapons and exercises of the Zhemei Sanren, and in some respects he also felt that he was inferior, and he sweated for him in his heart.

When the vajra gourd flew to the highest place, the sky changed greatly, and the translucent sky immediately became black and cloudy, and dark clouds rose everywhere, and there were bursts of thunder. Nine days away, as if sentient, they were also accumulating strength, preparing to deal with the blow of the Meisan people.

As the vajra gourd that opened the way first flew to the extreme, the sky seemed to have a net, invisibly pressing him from moving forward. Zhemei Sanren urged with qi, the gourd momentum became stronger, and the vajra gourd crashed into this invisible net, and cracks began to appear, as if it would soon be able to break through.

But where is it so easy, the thunder and fire suddenly rose in all directions, and they attacked the plum under the gourd. Zhemei used a pear blossom fan to resist, and the fire could not enter, and the thunder could not enter, but flew faster.

Zhemei, who was in the air, shouldered the waist of the vajra gourd, and the powerful strength made the crack in the sky bigger and bigger, making a crisp cracking sound.

From below, it seems that success is coming. Tianjizi also felt that this attempt to fold the Meisan people might really succeed. But suddenly frowned, and said, "It's not good." ”

At the same time, the Zhemei Sanren also felt that with the appearance of the crack in the sky, the vajra gourd also began to be overwhelmed, and at the same time began to crack at the place of contact. Look at this situation, the sky has not yet opened, and the gourd will definitely be destroyed first.

In addition, the thunder is becoming more and more chaotic, and the fire is becoming more and more intense, and the pear blossom fan is gradually difficult to parry.

"Could it be? Do I really want to confess here today? ”

Zhemei Sanren feels more and more fierce and auspicious, and the current situation shows that there is no turning back arrow from the start, even if he retreats, he is afraid that it will be too late, and this day thunder and heavenly fire will definitely turn him into ashes.

Moreover, Tianjizi is watching the battle, wouldn't this sudden retreat be a shame. finally mustered up the courage to cross the catastrophe, even if it dissipated, he must not be underestimated.

"Old ghost, get out of here." Tianjizi has already seen the defeat, but how can he listen to it.

"Bang" burst, the vajra gourd was knocked into powder, and it was burned by the heavenly fire.

At the same time, the pear blossom fan also burned up and burned out quickly. Zhemei Sanren, at this time, can no longer treasure the body, can only rely on the gathered true qi to make the final blow.

"Old ghost, I'm here to help you." Tianjizi roared, and the flying general came. He brushed the dust in his left hand, and the sword trick in his right hand, a yellow talisman sword was already unsheathed, mixed with the momentum of killing everything, and flew towards him.

"Old Taoist, don't come, go quickly." Deeply feeling the difficulty of the tribulation, Zhemei Sanren shouted to the place where Tianjizi flew from. After finishing speaking, he didn't wait for him, gathered the qi of his whole body and the tips of his left fingers, like the tip of a sharp knife, and planned to use his last strength to cut through this big net that covered the sky.

The fire and thunder are even stronger, and they all know that Zhemeisan is in a dying struggle. And Zhemei tried the law by herself, using her powerful protective qi to resist their attacks.

This is tantamount to doing hand-to-hand combat, no matter how strong a cultivator's true qi is, it can't compare to this monstrous thunder and fire. In just a few clicks, the true qi of the body protection has already dissipated. The True Qi magic knives on the left and right fingertips also gradually lost their light.

The defeat of the Zhemei Sanren has been decided, and there is no suspense.

"Old Taoist, see you in the next life."

Exhausted, he closed his eyes. Looking back on my life with my heart.

That scene flashed by, from birth to apprenticeship, to countless competitions and battles with Tianjizi. When it came to the dissolution of the Zhemei faction, he faced the ruthlessness of the disciples. When it comes to planting a spiritual seed for a disciple of Xuanqingguan.

Suddenly, this life is over.

If there is an afterlife, it depends on the spiritual seed.