After hearing the words of the Nine Fingers God Camel, True Monarch Shui Jing and Baili Feilong were once again confused. The book from the ground is indeed quite precious, even if you get a small part, it is a great opportunity.
But the person from Shenting Zifu is really too scary. If he really died, it would be very good, but if he didn’t die, he would go to the door with a big fan to ask for a book from the earth, and he would kill him again, even if there was a god in the sect. Those who sit in town are probably not at ease.
You know, the one who once killed the true god! Now that hundreds of years have passed, it is estimated that the strength is even stronger!
Feng Huo Zhenren heard Ge Luochen report some of Di Jing's situation in the report before. Based on the description, he concluded that what Di Jing used was Yun Lingzi’s Juehuang and Jiuyin Destroyed Soul Banner, so he speculated that Yun Lingzi Dead. But now that the Nine Fingers Camel looked as usual, there was no panic at all, and there was a little doubt.
Of course he didn't dare to use the entire sect to provoke Yun Lingzi, but now that's the point, how can he regress and let the nine-fingered camel have the upper hand
Moreover, this time he had a dead hand on Di Jing, and the nine-fingered camel would definitely not let it go.
"Nine-fingered Tuozi, I sent Elder Banmei and Senior Yun Lingzi not to see each other for many years, and recount the old times with them. I don’t know when Senior Yun Lingzi will have free time? You and I are both the masters of the same sect, so we can make arrangements from it. Arrangement!" Feng Huo turned his face and changed his way.
Nine-fingered Camel naturally knew what he was thinking, and said: "The elder Taishang is practicing at a critical moment and it is not convenient to leave the customs. If Elder Banmei wants to relive the past, he can let his elderly come back in a few years!"
Everyone was shocked, Yun Lingzi was practicing at a critical moment? ! Doesn't it mean that you are moving towards that step
The saint goes one step further, he is the man of God!
If Yun Lingzi achieves the position of a god-man, doesn't it mean that Middle-earth will add another Shendao sect? And with Yun Lingzi's strength, supplemented by the Jiuyin Destroying Soul Banner, the three major Shendao sects must stand back!
"Fellow Daoist Nine Fingers, Senior Yun Lingzi is really..." Zhenjun Shui Jing's voice trembled a bit. The achievement of God's status is a major event and far-reaching impact.
Shenting Zifu is now declining, but this is not a big problem. As long as Yun Lingzi takes that step, the status of Shenting Zifu will be completely different. The glory that has disappeared for a long time will be revealed again, and then the sect with the longest heritage will stand on the top of Middle-earth!
"It's hard to tell. What if one day, the great elder Taishang went wrong in his cultivation, as Feng Huo Taoist fellow said, is it dead?" Nine-fingered camel did not shy away from it, and said that Yun Lingzi practiced. Things will go wrong.
"This, this..." Baili Feilong and True Monarch Shui Jing were embarrassed on their faces and looked very uncomfortable. "Fellow Feng Huo said casually, it was a misunderstanding."
Nine-fingered Shen Camel's unhurried, completely fearless manner of knocking on the door of the Shendao sect, undoubtedly denied the judgment of Feng Huo. The big heads have a good understanding of the style of the nine-fingered camel. At this time, they can entertain themselves and they must rely on it. And the biggest reliance of Shenting Zifu is Yun Lingzi.
"Misunderstanding?" Nine-Fingered Camel sneered, "How can it be a misunderstanding that I hurt my disciple with one hand?"
"Di Jing's injury is indeed a bit weird. His blood is dry, and his body is like dry bones. I don't know what kind of tricks Feng Huo fellow daoists use?" True Monarch Shui Jing turned his head towards Zhen Feng Huo.
True Person Feng Huo is not very sure whether Yun Lingzi is really dead. In his opinion, Jue Huang and Jiu Yin Destroying Soul Banner were given to Di Jing, and most of them are no longer alive. But now, he hesitated again.
"I don't have this kind of movement that consumes essence and energy and refines flesh and blood. I don't have the Fengshen Pavilion. This kid must have suffered other injuries. Under my palm strength, it caused the attack of old injuries and swallowed the essence and blood."
"The head is the wound of the Dao. Di Jing was in the ancient place of Fanshu. He was injured by the Dao for no reason!" Tuobahen hurriedly said to True Monarch Shui Jing.
Dao was hurt, and another palm was added by the real Fenghuo, and the injury was added to the injury, and there was no chance of survival.
"The wound of the road?!"
When the heads heard this, they couldn't help taking a breath of air-conditioning, and looked at the dying Di Jing with weird expressions.
I have never heard of the fact that the cultivation base of the Huamai realm was hurt by the Great Dao. Since it can be hurt by the Great Dao, it must be because of some mysterious power. Otherwise, it would be impossible to use Di Jinghua's vein realm cultivation.
It is a great opportunity no matter what the result is when it comes into contact with the avenue. Even these powerful men who have a profound cultivation base and are worthy of a party's suzerain want a glimpse of the avenue, even if they are seriously injured.
At this moment, the light gate made a huge sound, and the intense fireworks rushed violently, and the two of Dugu Shenqi and Yan Wushuang were actually out!
At this moment, Yan Wushuang looked embarrassed and urged Xueyan to resist the Dugu Shenqi offensive. And that lonely goddess, like a god, is sharp and vigorous.
"Stop it!"
With a stroke of Baili Feilong's palm, it cut off like a swift blade of light, separating the two.
When disciples of various factions enter the ancient place of Mantra, friction will inevitably occur in it, and it is not uncommon for the leaders to see this situation.
Yan Wushuang flashed away, and then retreated behind the real person Feng Huo, looking at Dugu Shenqi in his eyes, revealing deep jealousy. In any case, she could not think that this kid from a casual cultivation background was so powerful that he was not inferior to the talents of their golden family.
Ye Ziyin had been watching the battle inside, and when the two of them came out, she didn't need to stay anymore, and then stepped out of the light gate and walked out slowly in the raging flames.
That stunning appearance, coupled with the majestic temperament, fluttering in white, walking from the flames, indescribably gorgeous.
Feng Huo Zhenren looked at this woman who hadn't attracted the attention of the sect on weekdays, her temperament changed drastically at this moment, and there was an indescribable sacred taste, and she couldn't help frowning.
Ye Ziyin swept his eyes, and suddenly found that Di Jing was withered all over, pale in shock, and rushed over.
"It's in this state again!" Ye Ziyin frowned, and quickly took out a pill from the magic treasure bag and poured it into his mouth.
When the nine-fingered camel saw the pill, his expression changed slightly. The pill was green like a pearl, and there was a mysterious energy entwined with a majestic spirit, which he had never seen before. I couldn't help but took a deep look at this woman. Such a precious pill might not be in the Fengshen Pavilion. How did this woman own it
"Ye Ziyin, what are you doing?" Feng Huo's voice sank, very unhappy. As a disciple of the Fengshen Pavilion, he went to rescue the people injured by the head of the Fengshen Pavilion, which made his face very unsightly.
However, Ye Ziyin didn't pay attention to him. Instead, he exuded Zhengqi profound energy to help Di Jing refine the pill and restore his vitality little by little.
Feng Huo was furious, his old face swollen with anger, one claw stuck out, and his strength turned into a big hand to catch Ye Ziyin.
The nine-fingered camel waved a palm, dispelled the giant claws, and shouted: "Old Fenghuo dog, if you don't do anything else, don't blame me for beating you now!"
"This seat teaches my disciples, where is the truth of your nine-fingered camel intervening?" Feng Huo Zhenren was quite unhappy.
"She is treating Di Jing, I naturally want to intervene." The real person Yu Fenghuo has already torn apart, and there is no need to be polite.
Seeing that Di Jing had fallen into the dying place again, Dugu Shen was very anxious, and quickly said to Baili Feilong: "Head, Di Jing can resolve the curse!"
"What?" Baili Feilong was taken aback, his eyes widened suddenly.
"The power to dissolve the curse?!"
True Monarch Shui Jing and the rest of the heads were equally eclipsed and shocked. Each one looked at the disciples, and when they saw each of them showing affirmative expressions, they were suddenly excited.
Although the power of incantation is not easy to contaminate, no one can be sure that in the future practice, it will not be eroded by this weird power suddenly.
This thing has no solution in the world, and once it is contaminated and eroded, it can only be resigned to fate. If Di Jing can really dissolve the curse, then no matter what the cost, it is worth winning.
"Can you take this seriously?" Baili Feilong's eyes shone brightly.
"Everyone saw it with their own eyes!" Dugu Shenqi said firmly.
"Daoist Nine Fingers, Di Jing can't die! I have some miracles here, see if it can come in handy?" Baili Feilong stepped onto it and took out a lot of pills.
"I have it here too. Di Jing's body is exhausted. These pills may be able to help a little!" True Monarch Shui Jing also stepped forward, sending a lot of elixir of high grade.
The lord of the other seven sects also stepped forward, carefully investigated Di Jing's injuries, and took out all the miraculous medicines they could come up with, hoping to save Di Jing from the brink of death.
Feng Huo Taoist clenched his fists, the joints turned white, and his nails were deeply plunged into the flesh. He knows exactly what the power to dissolve curse thoughts means. Since ancient times, I don't know how many cultivation bases have been strong. Peerless and unparalleled powerhouses have nothing to do before this kind of weird power.
If there is really a way to dissolve the curse in the world, it is worthy of any strong person to bow down. The higher the level of cultivation, the more afraid of the weirdness of this world, the more afraid, the more hope that there will be a way to resolve it.
More than two thousand years ago, there was a head of the Fengshen Pavilion who was deeply affected by the power of curse in a dense place. Over the years, searching for a solution, but unable to resolve it. In the end, in order not to become a curse spirit, I had to stop myself.
Feng Huo Zhenren was most frightened of the power of curse among the crowd.
Now, he couldn't help but feel a trace of regret. If he had known that Di Jing could dissolve the curse, he would not attack Di Jing anyway.
If Di Jing can really dissolve the power of curse and make friends with Shenting Zifu, it means that it may be a life-saving straw in the future. But now, everything is shattered under that palm.
That's all right, if Di Jing can't survive, it is estimated that the big sect will hate him!
Di Jing was fed a lot of pills, and his flesh and blood had recovered a little, but his breath was still extremely weak. In addition to the recurrence of his tract injuries, he continued to destroy his body.
"Friend Feng Huo, your heavy hand is no more than a look!" Baili Feilong turned his head and yelled at the real Feng Huo.