"Just you, even Dayu can't win, and he was suppressed, but he still dares to speak wildly compared with Gonggong. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

Although Kunpeng and Gonggong have a hostile relationship, it cannot be denied that the Gonggong among the Twelve Ancestral Witches is very strong, and it should be said that there is no weak one among the Twelve Ancestral Witches.

"You're looking for death. ”

Wuzhi Qi was furious, Dayu, it can be said that he is an eternal pain in his heart, a mortal, who has cultivated for less than a thousand years, but he has been sealed.

More importantly, the water he is proud of controlling water has no effect in front of Dayu (he doesn't know that Dayu has the origin of water).

As Wuzhi Qi became angry, the two black dragons wrapped around his body became even more hideous, their huge mouths opened, and they pounced on Kunpeng with their teeth and claws.

Kunpeng waved his hands, and the two black dragons were shattered and disappeared in an instant, but at the same time, the stick of the unsupported Qi Taishan had already arrived.

Feeling the power of this stick, Kunpeng had no choice but to avoid it, and the two peaks below were swept away, and they were split in an instant, and a bottomless ravine appeared on the ground, but fortunately, Qinglian and they were far away.

In this way, in a moment, the two exchanged thousands of moves, no support Qi was strong, Kunpeng was fast, and no one could help anyone for a while.

"Don't you really want to know the secret of our retreat, which has to do with sanctification. ”

Wu Zhiqi's movements paused, completely stopped, and a pair of eyes looked at Kunpeng tightly.

"You say!"

"Vena. ”

This time, Kunpeng didn't have the slightest nonsense, and took advantage of the moment of his pause to directly cover Wuzhi Qi with Luoshu.

"Despicable!" Wu Zhiqi roared angrily, and the iron rod struck Luo Shu.

In the middle of a breath, Wu Zhiqi had already shot out thousands of sticks, and Luo Shu was beaten backwards.

"How is it possible, why is Hetu not on you?"

Kunpeng roared angrily, he thought that it was impossible for Wuzhiqi to refine Hetu just now, and Hetu Luoshu was a set, he could borrow Luoshu to draw out Hetu, and then use Hetu Luoshu to trap it and slowly wear it out, but he didn't want to, Hetu was not taken by Wuzhiqi at all.

"Knowing that you are Kunpeng, how dare I bring the unrefined river map with me. ”

Wu Zhiqi smiled proudly, as if he had expected it a long time ago, after repelling Luo Shu, the iron rod did not stop, and slapped it fiercely, this time, Kunpeng couldn't dodge it no matter what.

Kunpeng roared angrily, and was knocked away by the stick, knocking down several mountains in a row before stopping. Wu Zhiqi didn't pause at all, followed up, stabbed down with a stick, and the black rod in his hand stabbed down like a pillar of heaven, and the mountain was instantly torn apart, and a huge pit the size of a hundred zhang appeared on the ground.

Kunpeng's figure avoided it in advance, however, Wu Zhiqi didn't look at it, the iron rod in his hand seemed to have eyes, and followed closely, a stick as fast as a stick, not giving Kunpeng a chance to breathe.

Kunpeng dodged, his eyes flashing with a palpitating cold light at the same time.

"Bang-"

Suddenly, when Wuzhiqi pressed on with a stick, Kunpeng did not dodge, but instead met his body, and then there was an earth-shattering explosion, everything lost color, and the heaven and earth lost sound.

Kunpeng blew himself up without any warning, which was unthinkable to anyone, including Wu Zhiqi, who was at the center of the self-explosion, and at that moment, there was only fear in his eyes.

Kunpeng's self-explosion is not weaker than the self-explosion of ordinary quasi-saints, and the power generated by the self-explosion is even more unimaginable.

In the center of the battlefield, a huge black hole was shattered, and most of the energy generated by the self-explosion was swallowed by this black hole, otherwise it would be even more powerful.

Qinglian and Ao Lie were lucky after all, when the energy of the Kunpeng incarnation self-explosion reached them, it had already weakened countless times, which only made them a little uncomfortable, plus the qi and blood were surging.

After the aftermath of the self-explosion calmed down a little, the two hurriedly looked at the center of the battlefield, a huge stick, deep in the earth, straight into the sky.

It was a weapon without a branch, a weapon that had never left his hand, but now it was buried in the ground, what did this mean? Could it be that the two of them had died together.

As if in response to the thoughts of the two, a white scroll flew out of the black hole in the center of the battlefield, and with a flash of light, it flew north.

It was Luo Shu, neither of them stopped it, their eyes were still firmly fixed on the center of the battlefield, staring at the black hole, watching it become smaller little by little under the repair of the power of heaven and earth.

Both of them were looking forward to it, expecting nothing to fly out of the black hole, and as the black hole shrank little by little, the mother's heart also stopped beating nervously.

It's not that they are timid, the strength of the quasi-saints is too strong, so strong that they can't have the idea of resisting at all.

Finally, at the moment when the black hole shrank to the size of a skull, another thing flew out, a drop of crimson blood, but with a fist-sized demonic nature, squirming in the void.

A primordial aura from chaos emanated from this drop of blood, and the power of heaven and earth was rapidly gathering towards it, and in a moment, there was already a heart-like beating sound.

A vague ape loomed, and the two of them knew in an instant who this drop of blood belonged to.

"No branches. ”

In an instant, Ao Lie's eyes became a little red, and he turned into his main body and pounced on the drop of blood, wanting to destroy it completely.

It seemed to feel the crisis, and from that drop of blood, a phantom shadow was thrown out, and it was quickly amplified, and in the process, the power of heaven and earth was constantly gathering towards it, making it a little real and flexible.

"Roar!"

Wu Zhiqi roared angrily, he reached out and grabbed the iron rod, but it was empty, the iron rod suddenly disappeared, and he could no longer feel the slightest breath.

But at the moment when Ao Lie made a move, Qinglian also made a move, and he used the Chaos Cave Heaven to collect Wuzhiqi's weapon and iron rod, but he didn't expect it to really succeed.

However, he did not send the iron rod into the other world, but left it in the chaotic space, planning to give it to Sun Wukong after returning to Fangcun Mountain.

And at this time, the body of Lie turned into a five-clawed golden dragon, no, it should be called a white dragon now, Ao Lie's origin was greatly damaged, after the origin of the dragon spirit was supplemented, the original golden dragon body turned into the current white dragon body, this is probably what the dragon spirit said will always accompany him!

The infinite anger in Ao Lie's heart, at this moment, was all transformed into strength and fought with Wuzhiqi.

At this time, Wuzhi Qi no longer had the original quasi-saint cultivation, not even the cultivation of Da Luo Jin Xian.

Kunpeng's self-detonation, he was already dead, but at the last moment, the Chaos Demon Ape Essence Blood, which was the origin, saved his life.

This drop of essence blood, the huge destructive force generated by the self-explosion, failed to destroy him, and the spatial turbulence of the black hole space could not wipe him out.

However, at this time, Wuzhiqi is equivalent to returning to the pre-liberation period with a smile, and only Taiyi Golden Immortal is left in his cultivation, and because he has no physical body, his strength is even more than one in ten.

Ao Lie and Wuzhiqi fought from the sky to the ground, and from the underground to the water, and then returned to the sky from the water.

The two fought until they went crazy and fought to the madness.

Wu Zhiqi inherited the nature of the Chaos Demon Ape, and the more he fought, the more crazy he became, while Ao Lie, purely because of the death of the dragon spirit, was already crazy in order to take revenge.

Qinglian didn't intervene for the time being, he knew that Ao Lie needed to vent, so he just watched, and when Ao Lie was in crisis, he would help.

However, Ao Lie's strength in this state seems to be no longer under Wuzhiqi.

The dragon fights in the wild, and its blood is yellow.

Both of them were injured, Ao Lie's body was dripping with blood, and Wu Zhiqi's body, although there was no blood, he was more painful, after all, it was the soul that was hurt.

Eventually, Ao Lie spat out the Dragon Ball and struck it the drop of blood, causing it to turn into a snow mist, and a spiderweb-like crack appeared on the Dragon Ball.

Wu Zhiqi's body dissipated, and a smile appeared on Ao Lie's face.

"Ling'er. Did you see that I have finally avenged you. ”

Ao Lie looked up to the sky and groaned, a little tragic, and a large dark cloud gathered in the sky, and there was a tendency to rain.

"Is it worth it?"

Qinglian swung out a green light, moistening the dragon ball that was about to shatter, but it couldn't help it recover.

"If I think it's worth it, it's worth it. Ao Lie's voice paused, and he said in a very serious tone: "For Ling'er, everything is worth it." ”

Qinglian could only be silent what else to say, but at this moment, his face changed, and he looked at those broken blood mist, which actually began to condense again.

looked at Ao Lie, Ao Lie obviously also noticed the change here, but his expression was very calm, and there was no unwillingness and anger, nodding at Qinglian and said:

"It's up to you to do the rest. ”

Qinglian nodded, looking at the drop of blood, this drop of blood is indeed a bit demonic, after looking at it for a long time, even he couldn't help but have the urge to fuse it, as if there was a voice urging in his heart, as long as this drop of blood was fused, it would be extremely powerful.

Shaking her head, Qinglian's eyes returned to clarity, and she was thinking about how to deal with this drop of blood, let it be natural, it would definitely not work, and no one could be sure if Wu Zhiqi had died completely.

"It seems that the only way to refine it is to refine it. ”

Qinglian's body. began to change, and in the end, he turned into a three-legged golden crow, spitting out the true fire of the sun, and wanted to refine the life mark belonging to Wuzhiqi in this drop of blood.

Half a day later, this drop of blood was refined by him inside and out, and Qinglian found that the true fire of the sun, which was nothing but incineration, could not melt this drop of blood, but the life mark belonging to Wuzhiqi in this drop of blood had been completely eliminated by him.

"The next step is to completely integrate this drop of blood into the body. Thinking of the mystery and power of this drop of blood, Qinglian's heart was also a little hot.

He had already done this kind of thing several times, running the Shan Hai Jing (a new Shanhai Jing that fused the Eight Nine Xuangong and the Shan Hai Jing to re-achieve), and introduced this drop of the original essence blood obtained from Wuzhi Qi into his body.

However, in just a moment, the conflict appeared, and this drop of blood actually conflicted with Chiyou blood, as if they were enemies of life and death, not sharing the sky, and they could not be integrated at all.

Qinglian tried several times, but all ended in failure.

"Take it first, and then return to Fangcun Mountain and give it to Wukong with the iron rod, it's all monkeys, it should be usable!" (To be continued.) )