The natal magic weapon refined by the desolate dragon is a fine grain of dansha, which comes and goes, mixed in the yellow sand, and it is extremely difficult to catch the whereabouts. However, if the dansha is like a streamer, if you want to capture it, you can only grind away the demonic power of the desolate dragon bit by bit, until the lamp is exhausted, and there is no way to continue, so you can naturally catch it.

In the eyes of Mei Zhenren, it was futile, but Wei Qiqi was not in a hurry, he was determined to fight the desolate dragon to the death, sharpened the killing intent in his chest, tempered it thousands of times, and gradually reached the extreme. It took another seven or eight days, the desolate dragon finally couldn't hold on, the dansha was a little sluggish, Wei Qiqi also felt that continuing to sharpen had little effect, and he didn't leave his hand at the moment, and defeated the body of the desolate dragon in one fell swoop, the killing intent was vigorous, and countless gossamers swarmed forward, holding the dansha Kankankan, wisps and wisps, wrapped in airtight.

The natal magic weapon was controlled, stuck in the life gate of the wild dragon, unable to condense into a body, Dansha struggled desperately, but was entangled more and more tightly by the killing intent, squeezing through the hard shell and destroying a little of the origin.

Wei Qiqi struggled for a long time before he let go and exterminated the desolate dragon, and he realized something in his heart. He stepped into the oasis, wandered for a while, stopped beside a gushing spring, sat down cross-legged, listened to the sound of gurgling water, the killing intent in his chest gathered in one place, the top of his skull was loosened a gap, and the nine dragons went straight into the sky, scattering the blood in the sky, one after another, even the six dragons turned into the sun did not have such a might, the Rahu small world seemed to be unable to withstand the power of the nine dragons, the heaven and the earth shook, the thunder was endless, and the speed of time suddenly accelerated a little.

Finally came to this point, Wei Qiqi looked up at the sky, his heart was like an ancient well, without the slightest wave. Jiulong opened his teeth and danced his claws for a moment, turned around and turned sharply, submerged into his body, plopped and fell under the tree of creation, coiled his body, the dragon's eyes were half-open and half-closed, as if he was asleep and not asleep, but he was awake and not awake, absorbing vitality and strengthening his body.

Wei Seventeen's expression moved, his heart suddenly brightened, and there was a smooth road in front of him, returning to the Three Heavens to end here, and the Creation Tree nourished the Nine Dragons with vitality, so that he no longer had to do the way of killing, and the Rahu Small Realm did not need to stay for a long time, he could go away without taking away a single cloud.

With the momentum of thunder, swept the small realm of Rahu, grabbed food from the tiger's mouth, and did not allow the emperor to be beautiful in front of Hua, until this moment, it was completed.

Mei Zhenren felt something in his heart and said with a smile: "Congratulations to Daoyou, you have made a step forward." ”

Wei Qiqi was about to speak, when suddenly on a whim, an inexplicable vigilance struck, which made him have a warning that there was no way to hide, and there was no way to avoid it. He subconsciously looked up, only to see the blood covering the sky and the sun, rolling like a tide, gathering from all directions, the rich smell of blood filled the four fields, the vast desert outside the oasis, suddenly turned into lofty mountains, suddenly turned into the vast sea, suddenly turned into a desolate wilderness, the torrent of time swept by, the vicissitudes of the sea are endless.

Meng Chun was dumbfounded, speechless, everything in front of him was so real, it was by no means false, what kind of great power of heaven and earth could derive such a scene. Wei Qiqi pointed to the distance and said lightly: "There is no feast in the world, the great enemy is coming, Fei Er and others can guess, go as far as you can, don't look back." ”

Worthy of Wei Qiqi's "great enemy", it is by no means an ordinary person, Meng Chun was stunned for a moment, and suddenly thought of the female evil star who broke into the small realm of Rahu, his face changed greatly, and his heart almost jumped out of his throat, he said goodbye to Wei Qiqi in a panic, jumped on the back of the red concubine, and fled from the oasis desperately, and was swept up by the torrent of time, and disappeared in an instant.

Mei Zhenren was silent for a moment and said, "Isn't it Lu Huangzhou True Immortal attacking?"

Wei Qiqi sighed and said: "Yes, the Nine Dragons soared into the sky, shook the heavens and the earth, and returned to the Three Heavens, which finally alarmed her!" He flicked his sleeves, and a white light flew out of the object, and suddenly turned into a floating palace, with heavy eaves and corners, carved beams and painted buildings, and floated steadily in the air.

"There are Lao Daoyou who enter the floating palace to sit in the town, if there is something wrong, escape with a big shift. ”

Mei Zhenren had to cultivate in the Elephant Realm, and he couldn't withstand the blow of the True Immortal, and staying by Wei Seventeen's side would distract him, so it was better to avoid the floating palace and take charge of the seventy-two "Great Shift Talismans", which was their last retreat, and they must ensure that nothing goes wrong. She bowed her head slightly and said softly, "Be careful, don't take risks." ”

Wei Qiqi opened his arms and hugged her into his arms, hugged her hard, and gently pushed her into the floating palace.

He took a deep breath, flew up and jumped onto the floating palace, a little on tiptoe, the treasure light flashed, countless prohibitions appeared, and slowly disappeared, the floating palace gradually disappeared in the void, and the gods were obscure, hidden deeply.

Facing the true immortals, risking his life, Wei XVII does have a last resort, and the experience left by Chunyangzi shows that the cultivation of the Nine Dragons is like sailing against the current, and if you don't advance, you will retreat, and if you encounter a big enemy, if you flee without a fight, the killing intent will inevitably be greatly damaged, and the cultivation is still secondary, leaving an indelible flaw in your heart, which hinders the achievement of the true immortal in the future. He weighed the pros and cons, and decided to wait for Emperor Chaohua to appear and fight with her to finish the catastrophe.

The world of the small realm of Rahu was shattered, the blood and qi leaked, and it was impossible to expel the invaders, so he could only speed up the flow of time little by little, Wei Qiqi speculated that Emperor Chaohua did not send out a divine thought incarnation, but a true body descended, and from that moment on, there was always a thought circling in his mind, how to fight with the true immortal. With the Heavenly Court contained, the True Immortal failed to act unscrupulously, and his opportunity was here, but whether it was the Tyer Secret Talisman or the Six Dragons Returning to Control and Chop, it was not enough to shake the True Immortal, and he had to find another way.

In the whole year of moving to the small realm of Rahu, he sharpened his killing intent and deduced his supernatural powers, and finally prepared before Emperor Chaohua attacked blatantly.

The sound of flowing water became louder and louder, at first it was a gurgling stream, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a monstrous river, the sky was swept away with blood, a river of blood crossed the sky, and the true immortal emperor of the Dome clan suddenly came to Hua, standing on the waves, ruthless and desireless, and glanced at him coldly.

She recognized Wei XVII. In the battle of the Snake Neck Sea, he used the six dragons to slash and break the waves, and the Dome Clan became a soul in the sea, and even a divine thought incarnation was destroyed.

The last trace of luck also dissipated, the true immortal of the Yu clan in front of him was by no means the incarnation of divine thought, as soon as he appeared, the killing intent in his chest was greatly suppressed, Jiulong under the tree of creation was restless, and the soul under the armpit of his right arm was also very afraid of holding the remnant soul of Puzi in his eyes, Wei Qiqi's heart couldn't help but sink, his eyebrows were locked, and he sighed secretly.

Di Chaohua's expression moved slightly, the nebula in his eyes rotated, revealing a trace of surprise, there was a strange aura entrenched in this person's body, it seemed that he had fallen into a plot, and he had no chance of the True Immortal Dao, this kind of yin and damaging means, nine times out of ten, it was done by the black feather of the Yunxi clan, but I didn't expect that even he couldn't help but secretly make a move! She hesitated slightly, did she kill him and never suffer in the future, or let him go, let him struggle in Daying Continent, stop in front of the True Immortal Realm, and not advance an inch?