Counterattack Xiaoxian

The blind old man flicked the lantern, and the fire turned into a dark yellow, which was exactly the same as the yellow light used by the saint's magic. The yellow light shone for a foot, protecting the people around him, and Ji Lingchu also jumped in.

"Idiot!" The masked man cursed, retreated and retreated, but still felt it was inappropriate, and immediately turned into a cloud again, covering Qi Gong and the bear on the ground.

All the bean poisons were rejected. No one had time to breathe, and the bean poisons jumped up to eat the yellow light and clouds.

Although all these bean poisons died after eating, countless bean poisons still came forward to follow up, like huge waves crashing on the shore, endlessly...

The tide lasted all night, and the yellow light and clouds were gradually thinned to the limit. At this speed, they would not be able to last for half an hour.

The blind old man had lost all color, and the saint was busy treating the wounds of the stove master and Kuailong. Ji Lingchu was trapped in it and couldn't exert his energy, so he was anxious. At this time, You Tuozi woke up quietly, felt sad for a while, and asked him what was going on. .

When Ji Lingchu explained the situation, You Tuozi said in despair: "You didn't step on King Bean Gu to death, that's his son, forget it, let's all die here."

Trampled to death the son of the Bean Gu King...? That's okay!

Ji Lingchu became anxious and said, "Cheer up, you have a son too."

Only then did You Tuozi remember that he had a son, so he sat up, looked at Hua Zang's face for a long time, and then stroked his hair. He couldn't help but feel sad and said, "I have been bent on revenge all my life, and I have no energy left to endure. Looking at it, It means failure. Now that my natal spiritual pet has been destroyed, I am considered useless, but God gave me a son at the last moment. It’s not too bad, and I have no regrets.”

He put down the flowers and said to Ji Lingchu: "Show me what's on your chest."

Ji Lingchu was stunned. He lowered his head and saw that the "ball" on his chest was exposed, so he took it off and handed it over.

You Tuozi played with it and asked, "Is this Panyue Zishi?"

Ji Lingchu nodded in agreement, and You Tuozi said, "Maybe it's God's will. This thing can save us."

"Master Kesang said that this seed has lost its vitality."

"It doesn't matter. Master Sang has Master Sang's wonderful magic. I have my own native method. Take good care of Hanazang from now on. This boy is more blessed than his father and has made a good friend."

Just when Ji Lingchu was about to speak, You Tuozi had already opened the wound on his abdomen and forced Panyue's seed into it.

After a while, a wisp of buds emerged, then branched out and began to grow at an alarming speed, exploding into a large thorn bush in a few breaths.

The thorn bushes exploded again, and thousands of thin branches and dense leaves had no place for anyone to stay. Everyone was entangled in the thorn bushes and unable to move... Looking again, You Tuozi had become a human body and had been dead for a long time. Ji Lingchu felt that his nose was sore.

The brambles have not stopped yet, and yellow light is pouring out, sweeping towards the bean poison outside like a mudslide. The brambles have stems and thorns, and they compete to climb up with amazing strength. The stems and thorns are helpless to the practitioners, but they are unable to do anything to the soft ones. The poisonous insects are deadly. A large number of poisonous insects pierce the stems of the plants and ooze juice.

The juice nourishes the thorns again, and the cycle repeats, with Gu insects being crushed and squeezed everywhere.

Countless thorns are like ten thousand dragons in the sea, and the edge can no longer be seen, spreading towards the square, towards the trestle, towards the sky...

When there was no more sound in the world, everyone withdrew from the thorn branches. The masked man stood on a thigh-thick thorn tree dozens of meters high and shouted: "How magnificent, turning decay into magic!"

After saying that, he displayed ten white tentacles and bombarded them everywhere. In an instant, a passage was cleared in the copper palace.

Qi Gong emerged from the bushes like a fierce ghost, and he was about to pounce on Ji Lingchu. The masked man said: "Fellow Taoist, the time has come. It is not too late to kill him after the early morning purple energy has expired."

Hearing this, Qi Gong managed to suppress his anger and grabbed the skeleton in the air. It turned over and walked to the giant monument with a "click, click". He said again: "I can borrow the bear staff."

The masked man threw out the bear staff, held the skeleton in his hand and inserted it into the hole on the monument. A purple skylight descended, forming a dazzling halo on the top of the monument.

Qi Gong couldn't wait, so he jumped up first, and with a flash of light, he disappeared from sight.

The masked man only took one step slower, his body was like lightning, and when the two lights touched, he disappeared without a trace.

Afterwards, the saint jumped into the circle of light with Hanazang in her arms, and everyone in the Yao Shrine followed and left one by one.

Ji Lingchu was very cautious. He walked under the stone tablet and looked at the skeleton. When he saw that it was no longer moving, he pulled out the bear stick out of curiosity and found that there was no change.

He turned his head and saw that the bleeding from Xiong Tu's neck had stopped. He stepped forward and touched his nose. Unexpectedly, this guy was still alive, so he thought to himself: "You are really lucky."

So he picked him up and jumped into the circle of light, feeling the feeling of firing a "human cannon".

When he breathed air again, he was already in a huge octagonal copper pavilion. The pavilion was ventilated from all sides, and the wind was strong, but it was built on the top of the clouds.

Outside the pavilion is another strange scene. A few hundred meters away stands a sky stone tree that looks like it was carved out of jade. At the foot of the stone tree is a huge monument that reads: Jie Jie ascends to the Immortal Platform.

There was no distinction between friend and foe in the Tongting Pavilion, and no one acted rashly. They were just silently on guard. Qi Gong suddenly said viciously: "Boy, go over and take a look."

Ji Lingchu didn't have the slightest awareness of being a weakling and said, "Why?"

Qi Gong almost choked to death, and rolled his eyes: "You can ignore your own life, but what about Hua Zang? He fell into my trap, and his life and death depend on my thoughts. Do you want to take a gamble?"

Ji Lingchu's heart sank to the bottom. He couldn't believe what Qi Gong said. Huazang's situation had not improved, so it might be true.

Huazang was in the arms of the saint. The blind old man heard the words and took it over to investigate, but his expression suddenly changed. For a moment, the orange light bloomed, but it was too late. Huazang's heart suddenly exploded, and a frosty white bean gu flew out and rushed into him. in the head.

The lantern in the blind old man's hand rolled to the ground. In the dim shadow of the lamp, his head was bleeding profusely, and the blood turned into ice crystals...

A few seconds later, it was as if there was a bloody lantern on his neck, which was extremely terrifying.

The rest of the people looked at the fist-sized wound on Huazang's heart and the miserable condition of the blind old man. They were all frightened and angry. Ji Lingchu and the Holy Girl immediately attacked Qi Gong.

The masked man rolled up his energy and deflected the two attacks.

Qi Gong laughed wildly: "Haha! Old guy, in fact, I asked my apprentice to capture the Bean Gu King with a spell, and used it on this little guy. I was just waiting for this moment. Now you know who is right and who is wrong! "

He turned to Ji Lingchu and shouted sharply: "Are you going or not? If you don't go, I will throw them out of here immediately."

The masked man stood quietly and watched, seemingly happy to see what happened.

The saint protected the injured, and when she saw Ji Lingchu being forced again, she felt agitated. Just as she was about to speak, Ji Lingchu had already left the bronze pavilion and walked towards the giant monument.