Suddenly, the two snakes were caught in Zhang Xiaotian's thunder. The body has a thick, thick skin and a world-famous volume, but it can be hard to get past it.
The snake fish monster screamed sharply, sending out a series of small snake marks, there was no time to condense the spiritual attack, it was an attack that consumed the power of the soul.
Several snake prints penetrated into Zhang Xiaotian's soul villain, causing serious damage to the power of the soul, and the light was much darker.
"Yuankong Leiyin!" Zhang Xiaotian drank softly.
He is invincible, imprinted in the body of the soul, carrying thousands of thunder and lightning, thundering and extinguishing thousands of calamities, and suppressing the enemy.
"Bang!" With a loud noise, a huge mushroom cloud rose up, and the spirit of the basilisk unexpectedly exploded directly.
At this moment, another thunder and lightning descended, as thick as an adult.
Naturally, nothing was visible in that piece of heaven and earth, only light was left, and everything was turned into nothingness in the thunder tribulation.
After that, a gust of wind blew, and the basilisk disappeared, leaving only Zhang Xiaotian, but his spirit was also dying, and the energy consumed by the spirit was too large. If there was another thunder, it would be impossible to resist.
In fact, if Yuankong Thunderyin had not had all the power to make it empty, the thunder hitting him would be cracked by a stalwart force at the first time, otherwise Zhang Xiaotian would have died long ago.
However, Zhang Xiaotian was seriously injured by the shock wave of the basilisk explosion, and even if the soul didn't return to the body, he might lose his soul (physical body).
However, Jie Yun actually gradually dispersed, but the danger has not completely passed away, and it can even be said that Zhang Xiaotian has encountered life danger.
At this moment, the soul is on the way back, but the danger is that his steps are difficult, like a child, his steps are disordered, stumbled, and every step he takes, he actually consumes energy, the villain is getting smaller and smaller, and the brilliance is getting weaker and lighter. .
At the last moment, is it to die because the power of the soul is exhausted? Zhang Xiaotian is never reconciled.
"Return to the sky spear!" Tang Tengtian drank softly. A shot stabbed, the gun shadow was invincible, with a taste of powerlessness, and finally wrapped Zhang Xiaotian back to the flesh.
Huitian spear, Huitian powerless, refers to the powerlessness of the sky, of course this is the ultimate state, but only to save a dying person, Tang Tengtian consumes energy and is barely able to do it.
The crisis is over in this way, with the nourishment of the flesh, the power of the soul will slowly recover. But Zhang Xiaotian knew this was slow and had to look for external forces.
In the end, it was Zhang Xiaotian who won the victory, and all of them felt like a world away. This battle was too difficult. If they knew the result, they might choose to weigh it up and even escape the catastrophe.
But Zhang Xiaotian didn't think so. He was a talented evildoer since he was a child, with a keen sense of spirit, and everything goes well.
In the past, because of his amazing talent, he was unavoidable to be a little arrogant, but now he doesn't have it at all.
He is a lot more stable, knows how to forbear, bend and stretch, and know how to make mistakes and act vigorously.
He deeply believes that blessings and misfortunes depend on each other and that disasters cannot be overcome. The monks can only fall into the sea of suffering, and disasters are indispensable to every monk.
Here, the deep valleys and huge mountains are long gone, and there is a messy scene, with grotesque rocks, black smoke, and a bloody smell.
As for those basilisks, those who are already dead can't die anymore.
According to legend, life can be renewed if the soul is killed.
It can be said that if it weren't for the battle of spirits, it would be difficult for Zhang Xiaotian to kill the basilisk.
One can only blame fate, the arrogant basilisk, thinking that he can suppress all enemies, and the result is that the ship capsized in the gutter.
Soon, several people took care of the basilisk, mainly taking out its eyeballs, fangs, snake gall and other most important objects.
The rest of the physical body is directly put into a large storage equipment. This storage treasure needs to be put into it to maintain its operation, otherwise the internal space will collapse.
Because the basilisk is too huge, if it weren't for some of them who were proficient in the formation method, it would not know how many times the space was magnified. Otherwise, I'm afraid the whole basilisk will have to give up.
The twelve members of the Haohai Sect are all in a bad state of mind, especially Tang Tengtian and the belated ones, all of whom are a little self-blaming and guilty. They are a team, and they live and die. At that time, they couldn't help much.
"Junior Brother Xiaotian, these are the most important items on the monster beast!" Tang Tengtian took out a Qiankun bag. Vaguely, Zhang Xiaotian's divine soul power swept away, and he faintly felt the vast spiritual power fluctuations.
"Let's share it together!" Zhang Xiaotian said lightly, not caring.
"There are too many people, it's not easy to divide!" Tang Tengtian looked at the youngest brother, quite kind, without the air of a brother, and very approachable.
"Then wait for it to be sold, and then divide it!" Zhang Xiaotian seemed to be weak and tired.
"Okay!" Tang Tengtian said helplessly.
"Junior Brother, there is the last rare treasure." At this time, the tall and mighty and extremely brutal stepped forward and laughed.
In his mouth, he was still muttering something, listening carefully, he was actually cursing the basilisk to vent his anger.
In the end, his big fan-like hand was placed in front of Zhang Xiaotian, and a fist-sized blood-red jewel on it was crystal clear and gleaming. One of the creatures, which looked like a snake, roared angrily.
"Demon Pill!" Zhang Xiaotian said silently.
This is a treasure, the treasure of the Spiritual Transformation Realm, just like the treasure that a monk in the Spiritual Transition Realm can possess, and even if one can refine a pill, it may not be impossible to refine a spiritual pill that breaks through to the Spiritual Transition realm.
"Okay, I accept it!" Zhang Xiaotian knew that if he didn't accept it, several people would be unbalanced.
At the same time Zhang Xiaotian reached out to catch it, a gray shadow flicked across, besides the little gray monkey, who else could
"Xiao Huihui, give me the demon pill!" At this time, Qinghe on the side, with a delicate face and a skin like fat, swaying forward, said with a sweet smile.
Hearing this, the little gray monkey waved his small paws, and a trace of cool breeze swept away. Qinghe's white and flawless forehead, with the blue silk on it, was actually dazzled. But it is beautiful messy, beautiful and unruly, with a special charm.
Afterwards, it stuck out its tongue, and then turned its head away from looking at her.
"Monkey, I raised you in vain, so I dare not listen to me!" Qing He has bright eyes and waves, the country is overwhelming, and the charming little mouth, muttering angrily.
"Chichi..." The little thing, pinching the teeth, made such a disdainful sound, its big eyes hidden the sly light.
"You splash monkey without tutor! If you don't give it to me again, sister, I will ignore you!" Qing He stared with big eyes, Ruo Hei Ge, a look of resentment.
Such beauties show this state, and those who are calmer are all in a trance.
Finally, it twisted its head and ignored no one, staring directly at this demon pill. If you look closely, there is hope in its eyes.