Volume 8 Chapter 72 Inexplicable Crisis

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A creepy feeling suddenly came over me, as if someone was spying on me from a very distant place.

Before the aquatic life could react, there was a soft sound of "buzz", and a snow-white bead the size of a pigeon's egg flew out of the sleeve by itself, and the blood-colored lines in the bead flowed endlessly, and in the blink of an eye, the bead was several times larger, and it seemed to explode violently.

The aquatic complexion changed suddenly, this bead was a divination bead that took a lot of effort to refine, specifically to deal with the divination of people with ill intentions, at this moment, this bead suddenly wanted to explode itself, obviously there are powerful people who are using great magic to divinate their own position, and the sudden stinging of the soul and the heart must also be because someone is doing it.

It is really unbelievable that the other party can have such magical powers, but I am afraid that the legendary divine operator who can predict the heavenly machine and change the reincarnation of the heavenly path is making trouble, and if he can have such a cultivation, at least he is also the powerhouse of the Creation Realm among the Daluo Golden Immortal and the Nine Heavens Demon Lord.

Don't dare to be careless, raise your hand and catch the bead in the palm, the heart moves at will, and a cloud of colorful glass Buddha light flashes from the palm, and instantly forms a colorful and gorgeous light mask outside the bead.

At the same time, in the sea of divine consciousness, the Yuan Shen trembled and turned into a five-colored villain several inches high, sat down cross-legged, pinched with both hands, and recited words in his mouth, and suddenly the Sanskrit sound sounded loudly in the entire quiet room, and in the upper dantian, the relics trembled, and the seven-colored glazed Buddha light burst out from the aquatic body, turning into an egg-shaped light cover, covering the aquatic whole body in the middle, and in a moment, the seven-colored Buddha light had filled the entire quiet room.

As the seven-colored glazed light mask became more and more condensed, the stinging pain in the soul and heart suddenly alleviated a lot.

Shui Sheng breathed a sigh of relief at this time.

The Buddhist exercises were originally able to block some strange secret techniques of evil demons. However, it is also impossible for aquatic beings to continuously urge the exercises.

After a moment of silence, his lips moved, and he silently said a few words to Xuanyuan Jing and Xiaoqing, who were meditating in another quiet room.

Then, he shook his hand and sacrificed the Demon Tower, and his figure flickered. Turned into a black light and disappeared into the tower.

Shui Sheng had to resort to the old method and borrow the space immortal treasure of the Fu Demon Tower to get rid of the other party's divination.

Sure enough, Fang Yi hid in the tower, and the throbbing and uneasiness in his heart disappeared in an instant, and even the divination bead in his hand quieted down.

Hearing the sound of the aquatic life, Xuanyuan Jing and Xiaoqing stood up almost at the same time, the two of them glanced at each other, and the corners of their mouths showed a little wry smile.

Hiding in this vast snowfield that is uninhabited, it is still remembered. It's really speechless.

"Fortunately, I still have those array materials in Qingyun City back then!"

As she spoke, Xuanyuan Jing found a storage bracelet and turned to walk out of the quiet room, her task was to set up a magic circle that could isolate other people's divination.

Xiao Qing took out a communication magic disk and quickly injected a trace of true qi.

After a while, a cloud of white light appeared on the magic disk, and the figure of the iron head flashed out in the white light, and asked with a surprised expression.

"Contact at this time. Could it be that the master has already noticed the abnormality of the Demon Baby?"

"That's right, Fang Cai avoided the bead and almost blew himself up. It should be someone with a strong sense of divine consciousness who divins the whereabouts of his master, trying to do evil by ruthless means!"

Xiaoqing nodded.

"I see, I thought there was something wrong with the demon baby's mind, and the demon was crazy?"

Tietou's complexion changed suddenly, and then he remembered something, but said with a wry smile: "The Demon Tower and the Wood Emperor Ding are all in the master's place. And I can't set up a magic circle that can resist the magic of divination, what should I do?"

"The master asked you to tell the Demon Infant Lord to borrow other space treasures and defensive arrays to avoid one or two temporarily, this divination heavenly arithmetic technique is to interfere in the heavenly path at the expense of Shouyuan, and it is impossible for the other party to continue divination?"

"Okay! The other party can force the dodge bead to blow himself up. I'm afraid there will be other vicious means to deal with the master in the future, and you have to be careful!"

Tietou said and grinned at Xiaoqing.

Xiaoqing's heart couldn't help but warm up, and nodded......

In a secret place in a valley surrounded by mountains and strict prohibitions, there is a boxy hundred-zhang high altar, the blood flames are rolling around the altar, and in the middle of the altar, a thick ebony flagpole is bound to a gold-robed man with a height of three feet.

The golden-robed man's skin and face were also pale golden, without a single wrinkle, as if this body was made of gold and iron, his eyes were closed, motionless, and his body was covered with talismans that shimmered with various colors of spiritual light.

Ten hexagonal nails as thick as a bowl pierced the golden-robed man's body, firmly taping it to the flagpole, and the exposed nail heads were more than four feet long, and blood-colored magic patterns flowed endlessly in the nails.

This golden-robed man was the golden-bodied puppet captured by the Heavenly Weeping Ancestor that day, and his body was completely fixed to this flagpole at this time, and he obviously failed to blow himself up.

Directly above the ebony flagpole, a pitch-black flag fluttered in the wind, hunting, but in the middle of the flag was a lifelike skull, green flames flickered in the sunken eye sockets, and the bloody mouth opened and closed, as if it was a living thing.

Looking closely, the rolling blood flames around the altar came from a pole array flag, and there was actually a secret array in this valley, and the eye of this secret array was the golden puppet nailed to the array flag on the altar.

To the northwest of the altar, on the top of a steep mountain, stands a majestic palace.

Inside the palace, three men sat around a jade table, drinking tea and talking.

Facing the main seat of the temple gate, there is an old man wearing a gorgeous robe and a jade crown, but the appearance of this old man is really not flattering, skinny, triangular eyes, hanging eyebrows and nose, full of wrinkles, there is no whites in the eyes, the pupils are as black as ink, at a glance, as if trapped in two deep pools.

Behind the old man, there stood a young woman in her early thirties, dressed in a pink palace dress, with skin like snow, a plump figure, a face like a begonia, and a phoenix eye in the autumn waves.

It was indescribably awkward for the ugly old man and such a bright young woman to stay together.

Fortunately, the young woman not only stood behind the old man, but also added fragrant tea to the tea cups of the other two men at the right time.

This young woman is none other than Mrs. Begonia, and this old man is the Blood Demon Ancestor, one of the elders of the Nine Great Town Halls of the True Demon Palace.

On the left side of the Blood Demon Ancestor, there was a white-robed old man with a slightly chubby body and a childish face, it was the Heavenly Crying Ancestor, who was originally like a fairy wind and bones, but he felt hideous because of Tie Qing's face and the fierce light that flashed in his eyes from time to time.

The interface that has been painstakingly built for millions of years has not yet exploded, and he is still trapped in the very center of the interface self-detonation, although he escaped with a strong law body comparable to a middle-level immortal treasure, the true yuan and divine soul are seriously damaged, and it is not easy to escape from the spatial turbulence, but it took more than a month to return to the true demon hall, as for the damaged true yuan, I am afraid it will be difficult to completely recover without more than a hundred years.

What made him most angry was that the Chaos Vase floated in front of his eyes, but it was swept away by the powerful spatial storm.

Opposite the Heavenly Crying Ancestor, there was another man in a white robe, in his early forties, with an elegant appearance and a dignified appearance, holding a tea cup in his hand, with a faint smile on his face, and was concentrating on tasting the turquoise tea in the cup.

"Good tea, it's really good tea, Brother Blood's Yunluo tea that can cultivate this immortal product in that Jedi is really high!"

The white-robed man put down the empty teacup and sighed with admiration.

The bloody ancestor waved his hand, and said with a smile: "It's just a small skill of carving insects, it's not worth mentioning, Brother Jingxin may not know, although that secret place is in the middle of the demon abyss, there is an excellent fairy vein, but it's a pity that this tea tree will only send out new sprouts once every three thousand years, and it can only pick a few taels of good tea at a time, and the taste of this tea will become weaker after a long time, otherwise, it doesn't hurt to send a few catties to my brother!"

It's good that this old man doesn't smile, but when he laughs, his appearance is even uglier.

Happy reading at the end of this chapter! (To be continued......)