Sheng Jingwei coughed on the ground, Wei Qiqi tried all kinds of means, the trapped dragon pillar was stubborn, the five-colored divine light could not be brushed, the ghost shadow could not be shaken off, the divine light scythe was constantly cut, and the hidden snow sword could not be opened, he felt unprecedented frustration, even if he had the ability to penetrate the heavens and the earth, he was also powerless.

Since it can't be broken, then simply ignore it, Wei Seventeen shook his shoulders, and crashed into the opponent with one hundred and eight trapped dragon pillars, Sheng Jingwei was like an eye in the back of his head, raised his right hand and pressed it weakly, and the nine trapped dragon pillars fell down in response to his hand, deeply inserted into the chaotic stones, Wei Seventeen's body was stagnant, and he couldn't move an inch.

In the violent coughing, Sheng Jingwei strongly supported his old body, his hands rose and fell, and he pressed them twelve times in a row, and all one hundred and eight trapped dragon pillars fell to the ground, imprisoning Wei Seventeen in place, not to mention breaking free, and even his limbs could not move slightly.

The name of the magic weapon is mostly bluffed and exaggerated, and the trapped dragon pillar may not be able to trap the real dragon, but it is safe and secure to trap Wei Seventeen.

When the dust settled, Sheng Jingwei breathed a long sigh of relief, and finally had a chance to cough up a heart. After a long time, he spit out a few mouthfuls of thick phlegm, panted and straightened his waist, and lay down again, urging the Five Smoke Void Spirit Banner and the Sleepy Dragon Pillar one after another, the true yuan cost a lot, and he regained his previous old state, weak, and couldn't even stand steadily.

Looking at Wei Seventeen in the trapped dragon array, Sheng Jingwei sighed, these one hundred and eight trapped dragon pillars were originally used to deal with the black dragon, but he didn't expect to use them on him early, time, luck, and life, and he couldn't complain about anyone. He took out a wooden whip from the leopard pouch around his waist, solemnly held it in his hand, his eyes became more and more fierce, this person does not get rid of it, the future is endless, and today he will be killed by Shou Yuan.

The wooden whip is called "Twenty-four Bodhi Whip", the whole body is Xuanhuang, three feet nine inches and six minutes long, 13 sections, 24 tricks, it seems ordinary, but it is the treasure of Sheng Jing Satellite TV's life, he broke through the boundary and soared that day, encountered the torrent of time, and was about to die.

It was the first time he had sacrificed the 24-trick Bodhi Whip.

Through the one hundred and eight trapped dragon pillars, Wei Seventeen's gaze fell on the Bodhi Whip, and the trembling swept all over his body in an instant, his cold hair stood on end, and his heart was like falling into an ice cave, he had never felt that death was so close to him.

The limbs and body were all imprisoned by the trapped dragon pillar, and the demon yuan in the body flowed slowly, forming a huge whirlpool, Wei Qiqi raised his head slightly, opened his mouth and spewed out the mountain and river vitality lock, and the yin lock regarded the trapped dragon array as nothing, wandering around several times, pecking through dozens of trapped dragon pillars one after another, but it was like a glimpse of light, flashing, and it could not be damaged in the slightest.

This was originally expected by Wei Seventeen, at the beginning of the Cliff Peak Phoenix Terrace, the Ziyang Dao people told him that this thing could neither improve cultivation nor defeat the enemy, and the only use was to continuously extract demon yuan from the body of the heavenly demon, and the mountain and river vitality lock to kill the Vermilion Bird Shen Yaobi and the Three-Eyed Step Cloud Beast may have a miraculous effect, but it is powerless to deal with the trapped dragon pillar.

His mind moved slightly, and the yin lock turned around and rose straight up, rising to the sky.

Sheng Jingwei squinted his eyes and looked up, only to see an extremely fine black light condensed and did not disperse, extending to the sky, to the extreme height, a blue and faint sword pill jumped out of the fish's mouth, and a long sword popped out of the ground, buzzing and roaring, and the tip of the sword pointed at his Tianling Gai.

Sheng Jingwei had a strange illusion in his heart, as soon as the twenty-four Bodhi whip left his hand, the flying sword would pierce his head, and he would not be spared.

While hesitating, a sudden change occurred, a little yellow light fell from afar, breaking the water curtain, and the water of the Black Dragon Pond boiled and tumbled, and suddenly opened.

The yin lock was stagnant in the air, conveying joy and alienation, the feeling of wanting to refuse and welcome, Wei Qiqi felt the same way. At that moment, he blessed his soul, and he knew that the mountains and rivers that he had not met for a long time, the Yang Lock, had finally appeared.

The yellow light fell in front of Sheng Jingwei, floating, he stretched out his hand and picked it up, it was a small piece of loess, self-growing, never depleted, it was the soil that he handed over to Yan Nanping at the beginning.

The thoughts in his heart turned several times, and he faintly felt uneasy, and was about to urge the twenty-four Bodhi whips, when a line of white light shot down, staggered with the black light, and the two fish-shaped ancient locks chased and entwined with each other, and flew in both places.

Yin lock and yang lock, finally meet.

Several figures flashed one after another, Sheng Jingwei's eyes were like lightning, and he had already seen a person, although it was an incarnation outside the body, it was no different from the head of the family. He sighed secretly, flipped his wrist, put the twenty-four Bodhi whip into the leopard's bag, and extinguished the intention of making a move.

Pan Chengnian, the head of Taiyi Sect, came to Black Dragon Pond, and he was in charge, no matter how high Sheng Jingwei's seniority was, no matter how old his qualifications were, he couldn't let him trespass.

Pan Chengnian floated to the ground, with a wave of his hand, the green lantern talisman hung high in the air, shining brightly, illuminating it like day.

"I've seen the boss. Sheng Jingwei arched his hand weakly towards Pan Chengnian and coughed a few times.

Pan Chengnian bowed slightly, raised his eyes to look at Wei Qiqi in the trapped dragon array, and said in his heart, it turned out to be this person selected by Wu Ziyang......

Wei Qiqi didn't care about Pan Chengnian's gaze, he only had Bian Ya in his eyes, the childish little girl who had not taken off her face, her long hair covered her face, revealing a bright star-like eye, staring at herself intently, no joy, no worries, no fear.

Under the light of the green lantern talisman, the two fish frolicked, and the one hundred and eight trapped dragon pillars shone brightly, and Wei XVII and Bian Ya looked at each other in pairs.