Seven hundred and forty-nine, it seems that nothing has changed
Originally, if this gold-loving old monster hadn't been chased and slashed by Feng Ling Zhenren's flying sword, in the face of the multicolored aura thrown by the Prison Demon Tower, he might have been able to use his crimson flame to burn the aura of his sticky body.
Or directly use the magma-like gold liquid flowing on the body to loosen the bound aura, so as to get rid of the entanglement of these aura.
But now this gold-loving old monster has not yet figured out what the situation is, and he is firmly wrapped in these colorful spiritual lights released by the Prisoner Demon Tower, just like the bat demon before, as if it is integrated into the top of the Prisoner Demon Tower transformed by the colorful spiritual liquid.
Of course, this process of integration is also the process of the Demon Prisoner Tower completely imprisoning them and plating a layer of control and prohibition on them.
As they are captured into the Demon Prison Tower, they will first be sent to the first layer of the Demon Prison Tower filled with multicolored spiritual liquid, which can also be regarded as a water prison cell, this layer of water prison cells will drain the magic spirit power contained in their bodies as quickly as possible, making them completely lose the ability to resist.
When these imprisoned demon cultivators are unable to resist such as self-explosion, the prohibition of the Demon Prison Tower will strip them naked from the water prison full of spiritual fluid like newborn babies, and then send them to the cell corresponding to their cultivation strength in the tower to be imprisoned.
Since then, they have been reduced to humanoid batteries that continuously provide spiritual power to the Demon Prisoner Tower.
In addition to maintaining their survival needs, every trace of naturally born demonic power in their demon spirit bodies would be milked out like milk.
As both the Bat Demon and the Goldthirsty Old Monster were captured in the Prisoner Tower, the top of the Prisoner Tower, like a square sun, gradually dimmed.
The entire Demon Prison Tower also spun rapidly out of thin air, shrinking with each spin. At its peak, it turned into a swarthy iron wedge with a short arm length and thickness. flew in the direction of Zhu Lingwu.
The Pure Yang Flying Rainbow Sword that Zhu Lingwu stepped on under his feet flashed. With Zhu Lingwu taking the initiative to leave the silver lotus formation released by Bai Yue Zhenren, he met the Prisoner Demon Tower, and stretched out his hand to show the piece of spiritual cloth that was originally wrapped in the Prisoner Demon Tower to the Prisoner Demon Tower.
The Prisoner Demon Tower took the initiative to throw itself into the spirit cloth, and after being bound by the spirit cloth, he hugged the Prisoner Demon Tower in the spirit cloth package and carried it on his back.
At this time, the colorful fog that originally covered the surroundings and obscured the sky and the sun gradually thinned. It's as if something has been absorbed into it.
That is, in a few breaths, I saw five Xuanming ghost heads that used ghost qi to condense ghost bodies, holding five skeleton ghost heads that flashed with different colors of spiritual light, stretching out their thick ghost hands, each holding a black stone jar the size of a salt jar, and while collecting those colorful dense fogs, they flew in the direction of Zhu Lingwu.
In the end, the colorful mist with the poisonous and blood-stained qi around them was completely absorbed by the black stone jars, and the five Xuan Ming ghost heads directly stuffed these black stone jars into the ghost body, which was temporarily stored.
Then Zhu Lingwu waved his right sleeve slightly. The five Xuanming ghost heads turned into five clouds of ghost qi, and the Xuanying Refining Ghost Pot that flew into the sleeve disappeared.
But. In addition to the multicolored mist emitted by the Black Stone Jar driven by these five Xuanming Ghost Heads being collected, the Five-Qi Zhangzhang Poisonous Blood Shadow Array that was originally arranged by the Blood God Sect and covering an area of at least thousands of steps The multicolored mist had also disappeared.
At the same time, none of the Blood God Sect's Blood God Evil Spirits were left, and they didn't know where the Dao was hiding, or they fled directly when Xitaki Zhenren was dealing with the Bat Demon and the gold-loving old monster.
Without the cover of the colorful mist, the original environment around it was revealed, and at this time, the monks of the Pure Yang Immortal Sect, such as Zhu Lingwu and Xi Long Zhenren, did not continue to rest in the sky above the Barren Ridge Basin Valley where they had rested before.
With the previous battle, they almost ran to the top of the barren ridge about a few hundred paces away from the original basin valley.
In fact, the battles between the Pure Yang Immortal Sect monks such as Xilong Zhenren and the Bat Demon and the gold-loving old monster basically took place at a height of hundreds of steps from the ground, and the battle process also belonged to a small-scale local battle, and there was no more destructive spell to bombard.
Therefore, there will naturally be no damage to the surrounding environment, so the barren mountains and wild trees on the ground seem to have almost no change on the surface.
However, the aura that was originally relatively good here has already been absorbed by these monks after this battle.
Even the small amount of natural aura contained in the original mountains has been drained, so when I look at the ground, I always feel that this landscape, grass and trees are a little less fresh.
The aura of this barren mountain and wild mountain was originally created by the Blood God Sect using means such as the Spirit Gathering Array, and it could originally be said to be a wild place lacking in spiritual energy.
Now that I have been absorbed by these monks' battles, I don't know how many years it will take for Lu Dao to recover a little spirituality, and it may be difficult to recover.
Without the aura, even the grass and trees will dry up and die, and perhaps within a few years, this place will become a dead place without grass and trees.
Most of the vicissitudes of life and natural changes occur under the guidance of this kind of unexpected change, but this is also a side story, so I will not delve into it.
Of course, those blood gods of the Blood God Sect naturally fled after listening to Zhu Lingwu's orders.
Otherwise, they are still here, wouldn't they cause trouble for Zhu Lingwu, if Xilong Zhenren and other Jindan monks want to find these blood gods to vent their anger, Zhu Lingwu will agree, or agree!
Now that the Blood God Sect has become his own people under Zhu Lingwu's control, Zhu Lingwu naturally will not kill them all, and the Blood God Sect also has a lot of power in this Yangning Mansion, and Zhu Lingwu doesn't want to waste it in vain.
At that time, the territory of Yangning Mansion controlled by the Blood God Sect and the territory of Qichang Mansion controlled by Xuanyin Sect will be fused together, and the potential of both sides will be gathered, and it may be possible to unify the land of the three mansions under the Pure Yang Immortal Sect.
Previously, Zhu Lingwu had almost controlled and transformed the four Blood God Sect Masters, including Wang Jin, which was enough to support the Blood God Sect's original territorial strength.
Therefore, while Zhu Lingwu turned around to help Xilong Zhenren deal with the bat demon and gold-loving old monsters, he let them run away with most of the middle-level and low-level blood gods in the Blood God Sect.
There were also two Blood God Sect Masters who were still in the process of transformation left by Zhu Lingwu's side, plus ten middle-level blood gods and more than a hundred low-level blood gods.
In this way, at a critical time, Zhu Lingwu could also drive these blood gods to do something, and for this reason, he even took a set of black stone altars that could be arranged by his side.
Of course, Zhu Lingwu would not have told Xi Long Zhenren and these monks of the Pure Yang Immortal Sect about this, nor would he drive these blood gods to use them in front of them.
After putting away the Demon Prison Tower and the five Xuanming Ghost Heads, Zhu Lingwu turned his head to look at Xi Long Zhenren and the other monks, and his face deliberately made an embarrassed look.
It looks like I don't know how to explain what is happening at hand...... (To be continued......)