The wind is cold and rainy, and the fog and smoke are waves.

In the extreme depths of the open sea, for a long time, the incarnation of the old snail saint just stood there quietly, quietly in a flash, watching the Dao Zhou Zifa Xiang carry the five-colored torrent away, watching his human figure collapse by itself, and even seeing that the extremely vast blood and water were all dissolved in the open sea, and the traces of the plague qi were completely gone.

But perhaps it is a pure psychological effect, the incarnation of the old snail saint, at this time, he still feels that in the dense water vapor mist that cannot be dispersed in the four places, there are still five plagues and five poisonous evil qi diffuse.

The aura of disease and plague seems to be everywhere, no matter how thin it is, and wherever there is a spiritual light and insight as far as the eye can see, it is a breeding ground for its nourishment.

However, when the majestic thoughts and thoughts of the old snail saint were sensed, what his divine thoughts could sense was only the aura itself.

It seems that the gas of disease and plague does not exist, and it is the old snail saint who is scaring himself.

But the more I think about it, the more I feel the feeling of the plague in my mind, the more intense and intense it becomes, almost like there are thousands of blades as thin as a cow's hair, constantly cutting in my mind, itching, numbness, pain, so the more restless it seems.

It seems to be the kind of plague that disappears into the invisible, and at this moment it has become his own heart disease.

Or maybe it's just scaring yourself.

But he can't help but be imprudent.

In such a long time, the old snail saint who boasted that he had almost seen the qi between heaven and earth was the first time in his life to see such a treacherous and terrifying poisonous aura, and in the past, there had never been such a ruthless poisonous aura in this world.

The unknown often means the unpredictable.

Therefore, in the same place, he repeatedly sensed the square inch around his body, and tirelessly looked inwardly at his Zhou Tian meridians and qi, blood, muscles and muscles.

After a long time, the incarnation of the old snail saint still looked suspicious, but in the end, he at least confirmed the facts, and this kind of sick and plague qi was no longer sensed by himself from the inner and outer heavens.

It's probably not really there.

So, after repeated deliberation and determination, Lao Luo Shengxuan no longer lingered for a long time in this realm that taught him to become more and more uncertain.

Almost instantly, the figure of the old snail saint suddenly collapsed by itself, and the spiritual light and dust were scattered, like a heavenly river, wrapped in nine stacks of snail shell pagodas, and in an instant, they rose straight into the air, and the magic weapon was full of bright light, and finally there was only a bright light, and then it broke through the air.

One breath, two breaths, three breaths.

For a very short time, suddenly, in the extreme depths of the open sea, in the blood-colored air that originally shone on the Nine Stacks of Dharma Altars, the angry aura belonging to the Old Luo Saint deity suddenly erupted.

Everything that the incarnation has gone through is in the hands of the Snail Saint at this moment.

Moreover, because of the origin of his own magic weapon and even the knife that his own Dao Fruit Demon Pill was cut off, it completely aroused the true anger of the old snail saint!

This calamity, in particular, has not yet taught people to see the situation clearly.

But at this moment, he first cut off the foundation and mana of several years of penance out of thin air!

This is a very bad omen, enough to teach the old snail saint an omen of unprovoked rage.

But almost at the same time, at the same time when the furious arrogance of the old snail saint had completely rushed into the sky, far away, above the hanging world, across almost the entire vast open sea, was the figure of the sect elder standing in the vast stratus clouds.

At this moment, with the shaking of the banner in the hands of the sect elder, the overlapping talisman seal patterns were revealed, extending into a large array of feng shui.

At the same time, the figure of the lord of the Hundred Flowers Mansion rose step by step, and almost instantly stood on the side of the sect elder, and when he raised his hand, the hundred flowers swirled around when the light was revealed, and suddenly turned into a dark golden silk thread, and suddenly there was no stagnation with the various Dharma bodies of the sect elder tied to each other.

Suddenly, all these supreme magic arrays overlapped each other, and in just an instant, it was as if an altar was set up in the air, wrapped in the yin and dark qi, and almost instantly anchored the old snail saint in the air.

In fact, before Chu Weiyang suddenly left the Hanging World Changyuan in a hurry under the gaze of all cultivators, anyone could guess the general direction of the events that triggered Chu Weiyang's figure.

Therefore, almost in an instant, all the monks who still had some room to spare, even if they were still in the process of fighting the Fa, all of them were distracted and shone into the depths of the open sea through the void.

If it is said that because the distance is too small, whether it is Xiao Yuluo's escape or the silent pursuit of the incarnation of Lao Luosheng, they are all isolated by layers of mist and rain curtains, and they have never been sensed by the cultivators before the Hanging World Changyuan.

Then just a few breaths after Chu Weiyang's figure disappeared, when the golden body of the three Dharma Phases rose into the sky bathed in the gilded divine glow, and then wrapped in the surging vitality vortex, and even revealed the appearance of the majestic mountains standing up to the sky.

Everything that happened after that was reflected in the gaze of the cultivators, including the moment when Chu Weiyang's figure landed and then rescued Xiao Yuluo, was all illuminated by the great cultivators of the Jindan realm.

Why is there still a matter of the Hundred Flowers House Friars here?

Before the cultivators could have a reverie because of this, in that instant, the three Dharma bodies suddenly fought with the incarnation of the old snail saint, and then suddenly came to an end under the two swords of successive collapse and snail saint slashing themselves.

This is almost the shortest time in this sea catastrophe, the Jindan Grand Monk in this realm of mutual attack.

But the shock caused by the result was far better than the death of one of the Shape-shifting Great Demon and the Great Monk of Jindan.

At this moment, no one considered how much foundation Chu Weiyang had spent in order to achieve this moment, they only saw a monk who should have been in the Nine Refining Pill Fetal Realm, using such a strange method, he actually slashed two swords towards a great demon origin who stopped at the peak of the Jindan realm, and it was the two swords that were really hunted!

This is far more shocking than Chu Weiyang's control of Song Qingxi's little half-true spirit in the near sea to reverse imprison and control Song Qingxi!

It turns out that this is the "ultimate killing technique" of the true form path?

Poisonous Qi can achieve such a scene, what if it is Lei Fa? What if it's fire? If......

Thinking about it this way, it seems that all the Dao Dao has all kinds of wonderful uses, and even a lot of Jindan realm great cultivators are immersed in it, what if they gather more Jindan Dao Fruit power into it? When it is necessary in this way, can it be turned into a hole card for fighting for death at the cost of reducing cultivation and heritage?

And after seeing this, the young scholar in the crowd suddenly turned around and looked at the merchant who was standing on top of the hanging world.

Originally, the manifestation of the majestic body was enough to teach the young scholar to tremble, even if this technique had been transformed and sublimated by Chu Weiyang into the realm of the True Form Dao, but the young scholar still saw the traces of the Dao Law related to the Dharma Body and the Phase.

This is the sublimation of the High Dao Mystic Method!

And when those majestic shapes were all shining in the depths of the open sea, even when the old snail saint had to kill himself for it, all the appearances and fighting experiences were like young scholars involuntarily thinking of the Sumeru realm in the past.

It is precisely because of this that when the young scholar turned around and looked at Shang Bo from afar, finally, Shang Bo, who had been standing on the hanging wall for a long time and refused to jump into the open sea for half a step, finally sighed for no reason.

It was as if he had made a more deliberate and dignified choice than his earlier experience, and then, under the gaze of the young scholar, he rose up step by step, and suddenly, he was already standing in the vast smoke of the open sea, standing near the left of the young scholar.

It's just that in an instant, very few of the cultivators in the outer sea pay attention to the changes in Shang Bo's body shape anymore.

They all sensed that vigorous energy shining out from the blood light in the depths of the open sea, and then sensed that the same vigorous energy accompanied the mutual unity of the sect elder and the lord of the Hundred Flowers Building, and it was far superior to the snail saint in the far sky.

Although it is said that compared to the flash of the moment just now, with the help of the pagoda seal pattern, Dao Zhouzi's altar sacrifice method can tightly and firmly anchor the origin of the old snail saint, and the sect elder at this moment can only roughly anchor the luck of the snail saint.

But along with the sect elder's altar sacrifice method, what was revealed together was the rich death qi that had really been suppressed by the sect elder's Jindan Dao Fruit for a long time!

Almost everyone in the world will always forget a little bit from time to time, Zong Lao is a person who has survived the life limit!

No one can imagine what kind of death qi the sect elder used his Jindan Dao Fruit to suppress it, and then re-manifested his current cultivation and combat power!

But at this moment, with the help of the owner of the Hundred Flowers Building, the tip of the iceberg that had been hidden by the elder for a long time was revealed.

And almost instantly, in the distance, Luo Sheng's surging cultivation qi suddenly came to an abrupt end.

Compared with the unpredictable poisonous qi, it is obvious that the old snail saint is more afraid of the death qi itself.

After all, he is also an old monster who has been in the world for a long time, and his shaky cultivation foundation can still be cultivated back, but if he is lost in lifespan, I am afraid it will be difficult to turn around.

This is the real threat, the one that the old snail saint has to be cautious about.

So, at the same time, standing on top of the Nine Stacks of Dharma Altars, the Ray Mother and Kui Lao changed their faces slightly almost at the same time, as if they had something to say and stopped.

And in this flash, the meaning of the words has been touched by the snail saint.

So, silently, the snail saint's qi that rushed into the sky disappeared little by little, and he no longer controlled the Nine Stacks of Dharma Altars, trying to shake the Sumeru barrier in the open sea, and exploring Chu Weiyang's body traces as much as possible.

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At this time, in the turbulence of Sumeru, Chu Weiyang's mind was originally immersed in the refining process of the five aggregates of poisonous qi.

I didn't expect that after experiencing such a series of "transformation and sublimation", there would be a time to return to his control.

But when it comes to really talking about it, after all, it is only the second time to perform the killing technique of "Heaven and Man Five Decays", and Chu Weiyang still has an inevitable feeling of rustiness.

But he was born at this moment, because his own actions were reflected in front of the hanging world, and then the sighs of the cultivators turned into a strong and solid prestige and heritage, and then turned into the power of fortune and poured into the treasure of the town.

I had to teach Chu Weiyang to reside in the Langxiao Jade Seal again.

It is rare to teach Chu Weiyang to be a little busy now.

And perhaps it was because he saw the urgency at this moment, whether it was the five poisonous qi or the power of luck, once it got out of control, it was not a trivial matter, so Xiao Yuluo, who was originally obsessed with Chu Weiyang and wanted to ask questions, was even more docile and stopped talking, and only stood behind Chu Weiyang, encircling the figure of the Taoist.

Leaning so tightly, Xiao Yuluo followed Chu Weiyang's soft breathing that could be clearly sensed, and twisted his waist very slowly.

It did not disturb the minds of the Taoists, but it taught Chu Weiyang the clarity and sincerity of his induction.

Inside the Toad Palace, Sumeru Realm.

I care about this, I care about him.

Even with it, Xiao Yuluo's beautiful face also poked out from behind Chu Weiyang, his chin was on Chu Weiyang's shoulder, and the soft breath of the breath was like an orchid on Chu Weiyang's neck.

It's ...... Some are itchy, some are provocative.

(End of chapter)