"A Tong, the gate of the realm is about to close. If I return to the Demon Realm, I will not be able to return to the Immortal Realm in a short time. Are you willing to go to the Demon Realm with me?"
[Miss, you can’t agree,] 666 advised earnestly, [If he takes you away just like he did just now by forcefully coughing on you, that’s okay, but if he asks for your opinion, you can only refuse. .]
Tong Suqing replied 666 sincerely: "What a fucking task restriction this is."
[Little sister, don’t say bad words!]666 encouraged with a guilty conscience, [Believe me, you are the best!]
hehe.
Tong Su raised her head, looked at Tian Xuanzi seriously, smiled slightly, shook her head and said: "Brother, my enemy is still here, I want to stay, I want to avenge her."
"It will be very difficult for you now that you don't have spiritual roots."
"Then it will be difficult." She looked firm and looked sternly, "In this world, it is difficult to do nothing and see nothing. Only by doing it can we have hope of success. I have no spiritual roots and cannot practice, but I With the Golden Crow Fire, I can't do magic and sword cultivation, so I can still be an alchemy and weapon cultivator. There is no unstoppable path for people, and there is always a glimmer of opportunity."
She laughed as she spoke, her eyes as clear as the stars in the sky, reflecting thousands of scenes.
Tian Xuanzi only glanced at it, and suddenly his heart palpitated.
"There are some things that you can only do on your own. Aren't you afraid of facing opposition and hostility from the world?"
He heard her persistent and firm voice, as clear as jade and as clear as ice.
"Then let them oppose hostility. What does that have to do with me?"
Something flashed across Tian Xuanzi's eyes. He raised his hand, stroked the top of her hair, and nodded with a smile.
"Well, I'll wait and see how you do it."
"Lord! If you delay any longer, the gate will be closed," several demon cultivators urged again anxiously, "You have left the Demonic Cave of Ten Thousand Demons, and the news has spread back to the Demon Realm. The Twelve Generals are very restless there, and the Demon Realm urgently needs you to go. Sitting here, I really can’t wait any longer!”
Tian Xuanzi asked: "I have asked you to pick up A Tong a long time ago, why are you here now?"
The demon cultivator lowered his head in shame and said: "Returning to your lord, we encountered monsters on the road and were entangled and blocked. We were unable to arrive in time. Please forgive me, lord."
"Monster..."
Tian Xuanzi paused for a moment, his eyes filled with darkness, and he said to Tong Su:
"A Tong, the Immortal Path will be in chaos. Your spiritual roots will be stripped away and your cultivation will be abolished. I am not worried about staying in the Immortal Path. Fortunately, by chance, when I first cultivated to become a god, I swallowed a golden crow fire spirit, and The spiritual roots are integrated into one. Now that you have lost your Tianmu spiritual roots and awakened the Golden Crow Fire, it would be most suitable to use my spiritual roots."
Use his spiritual roots
how to use
Before Tong Su could ask a question, Tian Xuanzi waved and took a picture of the little firebird that had rolled away. He held Tong Su in his left hand, and with his right hand, he pointed like a knife and slashed his chest!
laugh-
A wound that was as deep as the bone ran across his chest!
"don't want!"
"Lord!"
"Senior brother, what are you doing? Stop! Are you crazy?"
Tong Suhun was frightened and wanted to stop her, but her body was immobilized by Tian Xuanzi, unable to move. She watched helplessly as he cut open her thoracic vertebrae!
Several demon cultivators were so anxious that their eyes were splitting, and they roared: "Lord! You can't! The Twelve Generals have had different intentions for a long time. They are waiting for you to return and they want to join forces to fight you. How can you now-"
"Shut up, it's not your turn to tell me what I want to do."
Tian Xuanzi shouted impatiently.
His blood was controlled by spiritual power, and not a drop of it seeped out of the wound. The wound looked even more hideous and terrifying, but his expression was calm, as if he couldn't notice the slightest pain.
His hand reached into his chest accurately and quickly, and forcefully tore off the fiery red and crystal spiritual roots from Sen Bai's thoracic vertebrae!