Ah, Xuanyuan Wuxian immediately turned over when he heard this, stared at the distance with a panicked face, hurriedly tidied up his clothes, and after ordering the old man and the mad knife to make some preparations, he returned to the same place, and finally tilted his head on the ground and the futon and said: "Wait until I listen to my command, the crazy knife you want to take the opportunity to stab your crazy knife down, release those Gu worms, and the Gu worm antidote, have you swallowed them?"

The mad knife nodded with the old man and said, "We have swallowed it."

"Very good, everything is waiting for the three gods" Even though the preparation was very thoughtful, Xuanyuan Wuxian was still a little unconfident.

After all, the three gods are too treacherous, as long as the slightest flaw will arouse his vigilance, in order to prevent the old man and the mad knife from revealing flaws, Xuanyuan Wuxian also deliberately punched them in the cheeks, and the nose and face were swollen, so that they could cover up some flaws in their expressions.

"If the Taoist asks, you talk about the dispute" Xuanyuan Wuxian is very clear about the temper of the mad knife, and he also knows that this guy is suspicious if he doesn't fight, and it is by taking advantage of this that he may be able to paralyze the Taoist.

Everything was ready, and just after the morning dawn, the figures of the three gods and Taoists walked step by step with the morning glow.

When he walked down the hill, Xuanyuan Wuxian saw him dressed in a brocade robe, which was obviously different from the previous days.

It was a victorious gesture, and he seemed to be showing off something.

Xuanyuan Wuxian ignored this, and just told the mad knife to wait for the opportunity.

Then they met with the Sanjindo, who smiled so kindly that the three of them didn't feel the sinister in his heart.

This is his method of deception.

When he walked to the teapot and picked up the teacup to pour tea, he seemed to purse his lips and smile intentionally or unintentionally and said: "I poured tea for you for the last time, okay, start and finish, you and I will drink a cup together."

With that, he crossed his knees with the three of them and began to drink tea and chat as before.

After a few hours, the Sanjin Taoist got up, patted the dirt on his body, and said, "The seven-day period has arrived, and it should be all over together."

As he spoke, he waved his hand to break the table and chair, and in an instant a black box fell to the ground, and the golden powder in the sky began to float into the air.

At this time, the mad knife eye was fast, and the knife slashed the ground, and then a piece of purple powder floated out.

Seeing this scene, the Daoist's face changed slightly, and then a trace of gold began to appear in his body, and he immediately understood something, but it was a step too late, and those gold dust who originally wanted to find the target rushed towards him at this time.

The Sanshen Taoist said with a painful expression: "Very good, the old man has been catching shadows all his life, but he didn't expect to be blinded by a few eagle cubs, very good, very good...".

While he was trying to suppress the Gu worms in his body, he was running his breath, as if he was about to launch a final counterattack.

Xuanyuan Without a Trace knew very well that with the cultivation of the three gods, launching a counterattack before he died, it was definitely a terrifying-level power.

So he immediately summoned the old man's mad sword to flee together, but how could the three gods let them escape.

With a wave of the big sleeve, a purple gourd floated out.

Then, a huge illusory form appeared in mid-air, shooting a beam of light towards the three of them.

In an instant, the three forms froze, and then the three gods sneered and said, "You have just seen one god of this Dao, don't you want to know what the other two gods of this Dao are?"

He sneered, stepped into the air step by step, until he climbed up to the huge gourd and said: "This is the mixed yuan gourd, which was harvested from ancient times, and it was bred with the mixed yuan qi, which can swallow the sun, moon and stars, and now you will turn into pus with this mixed yuan qi."

As he spoke, he patted the huge purple gourd with both hands, and in an instant, the space inside the gourd expanded, covering the entire space.

At this time, in Xuanyuan Wuxi's eyes, heaven and earth seemed to turn into a gourd shape.

It's such a powerful spiritual treasure.

Xuanyuan Traceless has never seen this level of magic weapon, which can carry heaven and earth in it.

Then the Daoist pointed at the traceless and said, "But whoever is dissolved by the mixed yuan gourd, even if it is the primordial god, the soul will be annihilated, and you will never have an afterlife, and you will not be able to enter the path of reincarnation."

Xuanyuan Wuxian originally didn't care about reincarnation, but when he heard the Daoist's murderous tone, he couldn't help but shudder.

The old man was even more frightened, his teeth trembled, and he snuggled up to the side of the traceless and said, "This is a soul scattered."

Looking at the old man's frightened face, Xuanyuan Wuxian stretched out his hand and patted him on him, and said comfortingly: "Don't worry, we will definitely not be scattered."

The old man was stunned for a moment, staring at Traceless suspiciously, but out of blind trust in Traceless, his emotions calmed down.

In the mad knife, he has always been not afraid of the sky and the earth, wielding the long knife, as if he is preparing to fight.

Xuanyuan stared at the purple gourd without a trace, his gaze becoming misty.

He had also heard of the Qi of Chaos before.

It is a mysterious gas born in the universe, also known as Yuanqi.

It has an incomparably powerful soul destroying power, and can even turn an almost godlike existence into a puddle of pus.

This is also the reason why the Sanshimun people are so confident.

It's just that this hybrid energy also has a fatal flaw, that is, it is difficult to control, and once it is released, even the caster will suffer from its backlash.

As to why the three Shinto people are not afraid of the chaotic energy, Xuanyuan has not yet been able to observe.

At this time, the huge gourd mouth had already begun to spray a gray-brown mist, which was the mixed element qi.

As a result of that breath, everything in heaven and earth began to wither, and even the stones would turn into a pile of dust because they had excessively absorbed the original qi.

Looking at that mist, Xuanyuan Wuxian knew that it was time for life and death, and something had to be done, otherwise they would really be wiped out.

With a flick of Xuanyuan's body, he took the brunt of it in front of the mad sword, and then summoned the power of the holy ruins.

As for the power of the holy ruins, he didn't know if it could resist the qi of the mixed yuan. At the moment, there is no other way but to use the power of the Holy Ruins.

As the power of the holy ruins flickered out of the center of his eyebrows, he saw a purple light curtain covering a range of about a few tens of feet.

As the purple canopy fluttered, the two forces converged in mid-air.

At that moment, Xuanyuan held his breath, and cold sweat fell from his eyebrows and forehead.

If they fail, then the three of them will be reduced to thick water together.

At this moment, the three Shinto people also rode the gourd and jumped down in the air, like a brave hunter, ready to harvest them.

At this time, Xuanyuan Wuxian saw clearly that there was still a spiritual treasure hanging on the person's body, and that thing was like a jade ring, and every time the jade ring turned, his body would be covered with a piece of verdant.

Until the verdant offset the chaotic aura beside him.

Staring at the thing on the chest of the three gods, Xuanyuan Wuxi's eyes suddenly lit up, and he seemed to realize a possibility.

It's just that this is a bit risky, because he doesn't know if he can shuttle through the mixed Yuan Qi again without being harmed by it. Love Book House

Xuanyuan raised his head without a trace, and found that although the power of the Holy Ruins had resisted the chaotic qi, it seemed that it could not be stopped.

The momentum of the Mixed Yuan Qi was gradually oppressing the power of the Holy Ruins, as if it was about to swallow it in one gulp.

Seeing this, Xuanyuan immediately pressed his eyebrows with both hands, and his left wrist disappeared into a gray particle.

When he flashed again, he had already reached the chest of the Three Shinto Daoists, and with a casual grab, he actually pulled the jade ring around his neck.

Then it turned into a gray cyclone and disappeared again, and the whole process was so fast that even the three Shinto people were a little confused.

When he woke up, he found that his amulet was gone, and immediately wanted to chase it.

However, the military solution technique went beyond the dimensional time and space, and he was naturally not trapped by his mana, and then he saw that his talisman had reached the hands of Traceless.

The eyes of the three gods and Taoists revealed raging anger, and they roared: "This is you compared to Lao Tzu, then let Lao Tzu die with you."

As he spoke, the three gods raised their hands high, and suddenly the entire sky changed color, and a large black pressure cloud shrouded the void, as if it was about to oppress the entire heaven and earth.

At this moment, the soul of the three Shinto people went out of the body, like a ghost, towards the void, and with the dark clouds condensed and then together, forming a dummy with the dark clouds as the core.

Then he waved his arms, and swooped down to the ground with a thunderous force.

It seems that this is the third god of Taoism!

Xuanyuan Wuxian thought so, but the old man beside him had already grabbed his collar and ran up wildly and said: "This is a soul demon, it is the most vicious kind of spell in heaven and earth, once it is eroded by him, you and I will be entangled by bad luck for the rest of our lives, and we will not be able to resolve it until we die."

Xuanyuan didn't think that the third god of the Dao people turned out to be a vicious curse.

It's no wonder that he didn't use this god at first, it turned out that once it unfolded, he himself would be eaten by it.

The cursed cloud not only hurts the other party, but also eats himself.

At this moment, the dark clouds chased over, and the three of them ran wildly, rushing out hundreds of miles in one go. But he still couldn't get rid of the hideous soul Taoist behind him.

Xuanyuan Wuxian stopped, and said to the mad knife and the old man, "You run first, I'll lure him away."

Xuanyuan Wuxian understands that the three of them are together, and no one can escape, so it is better to separate.

So he handed over the jade ring to the old man.

But the mad knife insisted on following him.

"Crazy Knife, the power of the Master's Holy Ruins can only protect himself, not you, you better follow the Taoist" Xuanyuan Wuxian was also very moved, he didn't expect that he would pick up a cheap apprentice, and he would still think about himself when life and death were at stake.

Crazy Dao had no choice but to nod and run out with the Taoist.

Seeing that they were out of danger, Xuanyuan turned and ran in the other direction.

The three Shinto people hated him the most, so he didn't hesitate at all, and took the direction he had taken and chased after him.

Xuanyuan ran wildly all the way, and he didn't know how long he had been galloping, and finally he was blocked in a space-time rift by the three gods.

In the end, he had no way to retreat at all, and the Sanshen Taoist walked in with a sinister smile on his face and said: "Boy, you still failed in the end, Lao Tzu is a top powerhouse of the Heavenly Rank, how can he be killed by you."

Xuanyuan Wuxian sneered: "It's not over yet, you're a little too happy to be a little early", as he spoke, his arm waved, and a purple neon shrouded the three gods, and then he screamed miserably, and was actually ingested by the Extreme Spirit Realm.

At this moment, the sky also fell, completely covering Xuanyuan's traceless body. Until they dispersed, Xuanyuan walked out again unharmed.

Although he was not physically injured, there seemed to be a force in the dark that was controlling his fate.

Xuanyuan felt very bad, but he couldn't get rid of that feeling.

Thankfully, he didn't think about it anymore, because they weren't out of danger right now.

Consider what luck curses and what they mean.

Thinking of this, Xuanyuan Wuxian was relieved, he turned around and walked back to the same place, and found the old man and the mad knife to converge.

Then the three of them continued together towards the Gate of Heaven.

On the way, the old man stared at Traceless suspiciously and asked, "Can you really dissolve the curse?"

Xuanyuan Wuxian smiled bitterly and said: "Right now, we can't even get out of the underground palace, even if it's a curse, it's not too much."

The old man also nodded approvingly: "That's right, we are already unlucky enough, how can we be more sad",

Madknife didn't understand what the two were talking about, he just wiped the knife vigorously, and seemed to be preparing for another crucial battle.

As the trio strode closer, the third level was revealed.

It wasn't something real, it was a big dead word.

It was written in human blood.

It was a scarlet color, and it was obvious that it had just drunk blood.

Just behind the huge blood letter, there was a middle-aged man with his shoulders broad, like a stone statue, a wide knife in his left hand pierced the ground, and there was a scar in the center of his eyebrows, which directly penetrated half of his cheeks.

He had been staring at the ground all the time, as if the outside world had nothing to do with him, and he had merged with the blood word again.

At this moment, on the side of Traceless, a fierce killing intent emanated from the mad knife's body.

He tightened his arm, and the mad knife also exuded an unprecedented knife aura, and from this, Xuanyuan Wuxian sensed that there must be some kind of relationship between the mad knife and this person.

Sure enough, when the mad knife walked to the opposite person less than a hundred feet away, the man raised his head suddenly, stared at the mad knife with a pair of blood-red eyes and said, "You are finally here."

Crazy Knife said coldly: "I want to get back everything that originally belonged to me."

The man sneered: "With you, and with them?

The mad knife said solemnly: "Draw the knife, I want to compete with you in knife skills, if you win, she will belong to you, otherwise Lao Tzu will not spare you even if he is a ghost."

The man sneered again: "Your personality has not changed at all, you are still as competitive as before, it's a pity that your talent is too low to comprehend the highest sword technique of the Crazy Battle Gate, so you will end up like this, and now if you know how to advance and retreat, you may be able to save your life."

The mad knife roared and interrupted him: "No need, Lao Tzu is here to find you, challenge you, and kill you."

The man sneered again: "With your cultivation, even if I don't need to use the sword qi, you still can't defeat me, it's better to sacrifice the sword yourself, lest I make a move."

The mad knife laughed angrily: "Traitor, you deceived the teacher and destroyed the ancestors, and also occupied the little junior sister, I will never let you go."