242 End of War (Asking for a Commuter Pass)
"Master, are you alright?"
Shen Long asked with concern.
"I'm fine! I thought it was a magic weapon."
The Ice Silkworm shook his head and said.
His divine sense sensed that something was flying towards them, thinking that it was a magic weapon, he pushed Shen Long away out of instinct, and it was better to die one than two.
"Impossible! It's a spell, can you see it again?"
Shen Long wondered.
The Ice Silkworm raised his left sleeve and saw a strange blood-colored mark on his arm.
"Septic Soul Killing Spell!"
Shen Long recognized the origin of the blood-colored mark.
When he communicated with the monk Jiedan who was born in the Southern Xinjiang Immortal Cultivation Realm, he consulted the witch clan about the spell, and the septic blood extinguishing spell could make the target's qi and blood slowly decay, and eventually die.
If you fall into this spell, it will be a few months as fast as it is a few months, and it will be a few years if it is slow, and the target will die, depending on the situation of the person who is in the spell, and the witch clan usually uses this spell to kill the body cultivation.
Obviously, the Wu Clan monk was here to target Shen Long.
Another noisy hissing sounded, and Shen Long and the Ice Silkworm Zhenren frowned, feeling that their bodies were weak and unable to mobilize their mana.
A flying knife with a yellow light flew out and instantly arrived in front of them.
A purple Changge flew in, blocking the yellow throwing knife, and there was a muffled sound of gold and iron clashing.
Wu Shan frowned, the void above his head fluctuated, and a big purple hand appeared out of thin air, and the big purple hand was composed of countless purple flames, and he slapped it head-on.
Wu Shan's reaction was very fast, the yellow jade lock on his chest lit up with a dazzling yellow light, and a thick yellow light curtain appeared, protecting his whole body, and at the same time, a giant python with a black body spewed out a black sound wave, facing the purple big hand.
The big purple hand crushed the black sound wave and slapped on the yellow light curtain, and there was a muffled sound, and a purple flame spread out, drowning the yellow light curtain.
A sharp and piercing hiss sounded, Wu Shan frowned, and felt an unbearable pain coming from Zhihai, and a silver thunder pillar with a diameter of about a foot pierced the sky, accurately slashing at Wu Shan's body, and the thunder submerged Wu Shan's figure.
A firelight lit up, and a three-color firebird appeared, its wings flapped lightly, and it sank into the thunder, and a loud roar was heard, and a man in extreme pain could be faintly heard.
A huge red sword light fell from the sky, slashing the thunder light in half, and a thick crack appeared on the ground, and smoke and dust billowed out.
The smoke and dust dissipated, Wushan split in two, fell in a pool of blood, his body was charred black, and the black python was also cut in half.
Shen Long flew over, searched the belongings on the corpse, and used the soul refining bowl to collect the spirit of Wushan, hoping to find a way to relieve the curse, and took it away along with the corpse.
Han Yuwei flew down beside the Ice Silkworm Zhenren, her brows furrowed.
"It's such an old man, and he's so careless."
Han Yuwei frowned and said.
"Thank you, Yuwei."
The ice silkworm real person smiled, his face full of tenderness.
"Hmph, I happened to be nearby, but I didn't come out to save you."
Han Yuwei explained with a cold face.
Shen Long flew over and suggested, "Let's go back first!" Find a way to break the spell, the longer it is delayed, the more dangerous it will be for the master."
He put away the spirit beasts, spirit birds, and spirit insects, and the three of them returned to the Barbarian City.
They went straight to the palace of general affairs, found Qi Shan, and asked for a way to solve the spell.
"The spells of the Wu clan are difficult to dissolve, you need to find someone who knows how to solve them, it is best to go to the southern Xinjiang cultivation immortal realm, the human monks over there fight with the Wu monks all the year round, maybe they know how to resolve it, in the Donghua immortal cultivation world, there are very few high-level monks who can resolve spells."
Qi Shan said.
"Are there any sigils or elixirs that can delay the onset of the Septic Blood Killing Spell?"
Han Yuwei asked.
"Yes, it can only be delayed for one year, and the amount of good work required is not a small amount."
Qi Shan said.
Shen Long took out three corpses
, said, "Tie Xiao's corpse can be exchanged for a lot of good deeds! It's really not good, plus this third-order fire Jiao."
"I also have some good deeds, you can see if you can see if you have enough."
Han Yuwei took out her identity plate.
Qi Shan inspected the three corpses, confirmed that they were correct, and assigned Shen Long a large amount of good deeds, and said, "No need, Shen Daoyou's good deeds are enough, Tie Xiao and Tu Xin have killed many Daoists, and their corpses can be exchanged for a lot of good deeds, enough to exchange for a Qinglian Stagnant Yuan Talisman."
"Can't you redeem a few more?"
Han Yuwei said.
"No, just one, this is sold to us by the Qixia Business Alliance, it is not easy to refine, it is very unpopular, not any spell can delay the onset time, if you hit the five great spells, the Qinglian Lag Yuan Fu is useless."
Qi Shan said as he took out a blue light flashing talisman seal, and there was a cyan lotus pattern on the surface of the talisman seal.
"Master, use this talisman quickly."
Shen Long handed the Qinglian Lag Yuan Talisman to the Ice Silkworm Zhenren.
The Ice Silkworm Real Man slapped this talisman on his body, and a ball of blue light lit up, covering the Ice Silkworm Real Man's body.
After a while, the blue light dissipated.
"Master, let's go back to the Imperial Spirit Garden first! When Uncle Liu and Aunt Du come back, they may have a way."
Shen Long suggested.
The Ice Silkworm Zhenren nodded, said hello to Han Yuwei, and returned to the Imperial Spirit Garden with Shen Long.
Ice Silkworm Zhenren and Shen Long sat in a cyan stone pavilion, Shen Long took out a yellow storage bag, the mouth of the bag shook downward, a yellow glow swept by, and a lot of things appeared on the ground.
Shen Long and the Ice Silkworm Zhenren each picked up a jade slip, and their divine senses were immersed in it.
They checked all the jade slips, but they didn't find a way to solve the spell, many jade slips mentioned the Xuanyin Cave Heaven, and there was a map with text marks on it, and you could see the four big characters "Xuanyin Cave Heaven", it seems that Wushan had entered the Xuanyin Cave Heaven.
Shen Long also found a bottle of third-order Jiaolong's essence blood and a bottle of Jiaodan, and the third-order Jiaolong's essence blood could be used for alchemy.
He took out the soul refining bowl and punched in a spell, the soul refining bowl bloomed with a dazzling black light, and the temperature near it quickly decreased, and a man screamed in extreme pain.
"Say, how to break the Septic Blood Killing Spell!"
Shen Longbi asked.
"Do you think I'll say it? Kill if you want to."
A green ball of light spoke.
Shen Long urged the soul refining bowl to torture the spirit of Wushan, and the spirit let out a burst of screams.
"Forget it, let's kill him directly! Even if he says it, I can't believe it, wait for Uncle Liu and Aunt Du to come back!"
Ice Silkworm said.
Shen Long sighed, extinguished the spirit of Wushan, and said solemnly, "Master, I will definitely find a way to resolve this curse."
"It's enough for you to have this filial piety, fortunately, you quickly killed Wushan, if you delay a little longer, he may have time to cast the five great spells and drag you to die together."
The Ice Silkworm said in a happy tone.
Shen Long nodded, took out the communication disk to contact Mu Weiwei, the communication disk did not respond, it is estimated that Mu Weiwei is no longer in the refusal city.
More than an hour later, the battle was over, the Terrans were victorious, and the barbarians left behind a large number of corpses and fled in disarray.
Liu Zi'an and Du Yinyin returned to the Imperial Spirit Garden, where they were slightly injured and not seriously injured.
Shen Long and the Ice Silkworm Zhenren rushed over as soon as possible and reported to them.
"Septic Soul Destroyer? I know some Daoists in the Southern Xinjiang Immortal Cultivation Realm, and one Daoist is proficient in this Dao, so I have to go to the Southern Xinjiang Immortal Cultivation Realm."
Du Yinyin said.
"We have won, the war is over, there is no point in continuing to stay on the front line, Senior Sister Du, you take Senior Nephew Lin and Senior Nephew Shen to the Southern Xinjiang Immortal Cultivation Realm, and try to resolve this curse as much as possible!" After this battle, the loss of this sect is not small."
Liu Zi'an commanded.
The Imperial Spirit Sect lost more than 20 Jiedan monks, and many Jiedan monks were seriously injured, which is not bad, and some forces suffered even greater losses, Xuanyang Sect battled
The death of two yuan babies greatly damaged their vitality.
"Uncle Liu, will the barbarians obediently withdraw from the army?"
Shen Long asked.
"I guess so! I heard that the Avatar Monk made a move, and the Avatar Monk of our human race fought with the Avatar Monk of the Barbarian Race, taking advantage of some advantages, and the Barbarian suddenly retreated, just accepting defeat, and they were going to cede a lot of territory."
Liu Zi'an explained.
"The Avatar Monk made a move? Why didn't you see it?"
Shen Long said in surprise.
"The battlefield of the Avatar Cultivator is not here, so you naturally can't see it, okay, this is not something you should care about, you should rush to the Southern Xinjiang Immortal Cultivation Realm first!"
Liu Zi'an said.
"Let me say hello to my friend!"
Ice Silkworm said.
"Give you a day to prepare! Let's set out tomorrow and spend all our good deeds!"
Du Yinyin commanded.
Shen Long and the Ice Silkworm Zhenren agreed to come down and retreated.
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The Jinwu grassland stretches for millions of miles, and it is the ancestral land of the Jinwu tribe.
In the depths of the grassland, you can see a majestic golden giant city, with three big characters written on the plaque "Golden Crow City", and there are many barbarian monks walking around in the city.
A golden hall, a burly man in a golden shirt stood next to a silver circle, and the phantom of Jesen was above the circle.
"The high priest has suffered a small loss, so don't fight with them, but cede a part of the territory and cede a part of it. It is better than to be destroyed."
The golden-shirted man commanded.
Wu Yu, middle of the Yuan Infant.
"Wu Daoyou, Wu Senpai's injuries are not serious!"
Jesen asked curiously.
"That's not a question for you to ask, do your part."
Wu Yu said with a cold face.
Jesen smiled and agreed, and the phantom collapsed.
Wu Yu took out a magic disk with golden light, punched in a magic formula, and ordered: "Send additional manpower, at all costs, you must also find a Heavenly Spirit Treasure, without the Heavenly Spirit Treasure in hand, the Great Elder will not be able to take advantage of the human race's god transformation cultivators."
The barbarians once had a spiritual treasure that passed through the heavens, and the god-turning monks flew to the spiritual realm and brought them to the spiritual realm.
Not long ago, the Terran god monk appeared in the Jinwu grassland, and the Jinwu tribe's god monk faced the human race god, and the human god had a heavenly spiritual treasure, and the Jinwu tribe's god monk suffered a small loss.
"Yes, Elder Wu."
A respectful man's voice rang out.
Wu Yu put away the golden magic disk and said to himself, "If many gods of the human race kill them, they won't destroy the Great Elder!"