"How are we going to force him to show his true form?" Tan Qian asked as he approached Zhu Zo.

Because she couldn't lock on to the other party, Tan Qian led her subordinates to bombard and bombard, except for the dead snakes, scorpions and zombies, and found nothing!

The huge South Snake Mountain, the soul-attracting lotus blooms quietly, and it seems a little weird that no one comes to take it.

"How can I achieve enlightenment if I only promise it, I will try it first, and if I am defeated, I will discuss it. "After that, Zhu Zuo floated away with the wind, and there was a lot of trouble getting a tiger if he didn't enter the tiger's den, and the heroism of the strong man who didn't return would see Tan Qian's path thumping for a while.

The wind is raging, Zhu Zuo's hands rub each other, and the Tao is transformed into a golden hook pen, and the pen is like a stream in the air while chanting poetry and sweeping thousands of troops, dragons and phoenixes dancing and write:

Rolling Longjiang East Passing Water, the waves sweep away the hero's dream!

Success or failure turns empty, and Qingshan still looks at the world.

The vicissitudes of life are a dream, don't regret it by mistake!

When Zhu Zuo finished writing the last word, he shouted "break"!

There was a crisp sound, and the 28 golden characters fell to the ground like broken glass.

As soon as they hit the ground, the shards turned from shiny golden gravel to the snakes, scorpions and zombies that covered the ground.

It's like rolling gilt dipping into their bodies little by little, and something surprising happens. The rolling gilt engulfs the blanket like flowing lava.

After a while, the black wriggling snakes and scorpions and zombies disappeared as if they had evaporated from the world.

"Shhh

"Holy! What I see with my eyes can't be true, right?"

"Master Mo, your son-in-law is amazing!"

"If only I could be like that, if only I could fly up and down the wall. ”

"Who's this man? so handsome!" a girl screamed.

....... everyone's expressions were different.

In fact, the hand that Zhu Zuo revealed was the so-called third instrument spirit of Zijin Bell.

"The junior poems are well written, but it's a pity that when I wandered the rivers and lakes, your ancestors didn't know where they were? Heh! You dare to send me a sentence not to regret yourself by mistake! No matter what happens today, I want you to die. ”

Boom!

At this moment, a black mist synthesized into a skull with fiery eyes and ghostly fire rushed towards Zhu Zuo with a shout.

Danger struck, Zhu Zuo felt the pressure for the first time, did not dare to be careless, and hurriedly applied the law of the earth, as if he were all over the body.

Zhu Zuo did not fight back, but waited quietly. Because he wants to defy the law. That's right, Zhu Zuo is taking an adventure, wanting to feel the power of refining the infant realm, stimulate his potential, and find a trace of enlightenment for his own path of seeking the Tao.

It can be said that Zhu Zuo is a madman, and this kind of practice is undoubtedly a fire in the fire. He's so willful, letting the skull get closer and closer.

Is this the coercion of the Infant Refining Realm?

Zhu Zuo's body was squeezed, he felt the stinging pain in his skin, his blood was almost retrograde, his wrists were trembling, and blood was spilling from his nose and mouth.

When the limit was approaching, Zhu Zuo summoned the purple gold bell, tore a piece of the void, hid in the void, and teleported to another place.

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