Eternal Pill Emperor

"Die!"

The Black Ninth Prince was still the first to strike.

Under the control of Puppet Demon, he recovered the body of a real dragon. It was a huge dragon with a body length of a thousand feet, hovering in the air, looking down, the dragon mighty mighty, and there was a feeling of indifference to the common people.

This time, the opponent Puppet Moer chose for him was the Tower Master!

He rushed towards the tower owner, swung his front claws violently, thousands of shadows of the claws aroused the power of heaven and earth, and blasted towards the tower owner with the might of piercing the sky.

The pagoda owner only felt that in all directions, everything had changed.

In his eyes, besides the dragon claw, it was still the dragon claw, as if he would never give up until he was torn into pieces.

The tower owner is happy and fearless.

He is a man who has undergone special training from Princess Suzaku.

At that time, he obtained a background beyond ordinary people's imagination, hidden in his body.

The trip to Jiexin Space has made all these foundations sublimated.

After leaving the boundary center space, he broke through in one fell swoop and became the Dzogchen of the Second Tribulation.

The former background, the former potential, have been completely transformed into combat power.

It can be said that with so many opportunities, just crossing a small realm to fight can only be regarded as barely passing the pass line.

The tower owner's eyes were pious, and his hands formed a seal.

Endless dao rhymes spiraled out of his body, extremely mysterious.

"Turn your body into a glazed pagoda, and one pagoda can contain all gods and demons!"

The pagoda master thought the magic formula, and the whole body burst into bright light.

He becomes a pagoda.

A crystal clear and beautiful glazed pagoda.

hum.

The pagoda trembled, the void was shattered, and Dao Yun spread towards the surroundings like a spider web.

Wherever it passed, the phantom dragon claws seemed to be bound by spider webs, and became motionless, making it difficult to move forward.

"break."

The tower master speaks the truth.

bang bang bang.

The sky is full of black claws, completely shattered.

"Town! Town! Town!"

The glazed pagoda, across the void, rushed straight to the thousand-foot-long body of the Black Ninth Prince.

boom.

boom boom.

Three times in a row, it hit the dragon's head, knocking the Black Ninth Prince to the ground, causing the earth to shake violently, as if an earthquake had occurred.

"Aw--"

The Black Ninth Prince's eyes were full of scarlet, and blood flowed out from all seven orifices, but his combat power still remained, turned into a streamer, and still rushed towards the tower master high in the sky.

The tower master withdrew upwards and flew into the clouds. He wanted to use this place as a battlefield.

The Black Ninth Prince caught up with the clouds.

boom.

The sound of a terrible explosion resounded above the clouds.

The battle between the two became fierce.

The puppet glanced at the battle above the clouds and sneered.

She doesn't really care whether the Black Ninth Prince can win or not.

As the weakest existence among the ten elders who died in the world, the Black Ninth Prince has never been able to control the overall situation.

It is enough for him to contain the enemy.

When she or the fake Maitreya finish the enemy in front of her, she will naturally help the Black Ninth Prince to kill the enemy.

"You three are very good.

But I especially like you, if you are willing to be loyal to me, I might consider becoming a Daoist with you..."

The puppet made a move, and cast the strongest "spiritual evil method", trying to confuse the poor and fearful saints.

Her voice was delicate, and her body was boneless. Step by step, she approached the poor and fearful saint.

As long as the soul of the poor and fearful saint is slightly weak, there is a slight flaw in the will, and even a little bit of arousal, she will seize the opportunity to seize the opportunity.

It's a pity that what she met was a poor and afraid saint.

For those who are poor and afraid of saints, women will only affect the speed of his cultivation of the way of the stars.

The puppet's alluring figure and that voice that makes the scalp tingle and bones crumble, in the eyes of the poor and fearful saint, is not much different from the voice of a big man who picks his feet.

No matter how powerful the charm skill is, it is not very effective for him.

Therefore, the puppet has not finished speaking, and I am afraid that the saint is already impatient.

"Noisy! Hit if you want, why so much nonsense?"

The poor fearful sage sneered, and stepped forward with a single step. The stars on his body bloomed, competing with the bright sun in the sky.

"Nine-star field, the sun and the stars are falling!"

The domain spreads, covering the void.

Whoosh whoosh.

Fiery red meteors, like falling from the sun, locked onto the puppet and smashed them hard.

The puppet's expression changed slightly, and he was greatly surprised.

"This person has a firm will and a solid soul, and even my beauty can resist it, which is simply unimaginable.

In terms of soul strength alone, it may not be as good as mine, but my 'charm' has no effect on him.

It seems that it is impossible to rely on the 'charm' to kill it.

Forget it, I'm not afraid of fighting with real swords and guns! "

The puppet waved his right hand, and a silver bell appeared in his hand.

The silver bell has mysterious patterns on it. If you look closely, you will find that the patterns are small characters, which are jerky and difficult to understand, and are actually some kind of ancient characters.

"Heavenly Gu Demon Bell, the sound wave breaks all spells!"

The energy from Puppet's body surged into the silver bell crazily, and he waved the bell.

Dangdang.

Rolling sound waves swayed out in all directions, distorting the void.

Not only that, the sonic energy actually gathered together and turned into an invisible big character that can only be perceived by the soul: broken!

Boom boom boom.

The word "broken" rushed into the meteors, and even smashed all the meteors in the sky.

And that's not all!

Puppet Demon displayed a ghost body technique, stepping out with one step, obviously walking forward, but retreating three feet backward.

But when she took another step forward, she didn't continue to retreat, but disappeared strangely.

When it reappeared, it turned out to be behind the fearful saint.

"Blood Rain Demon Art, Blood Prison Domain!"

A bloody light flashed in the puppet's eyes, and the surrounding environment changed immediately, and a field surrounded him and the poor and fearful saint.

Drizzling.

Bloody raindrops continued to drip from the sky.

The smell of blood pervades the space.

The poor and afraid saint stood in the rain, with a look of surprise in his eyes.

In his eyes, everyone disappeared, only he was alone in the vast rain of blood.

Then, in the rain of blood, puppet monsters appeared one after another, with swaying figures, some holding umbrellas, some holding bells, or some puppets holding bloody knives and axes.

"kill!"

That puppet demon, with the word "Kill" protruding from his mouth at the same time, accompanied by the ringing of the bell, countless attacks, have already annihilated the fearful saint.

The holy man of poor fear has clear eyes, as if he can see everything.

"Fortunately, this saint was one step ahead of you and used my 'nine-star field'.

I am in your domain, but why are you not in my domain?

Starlight Magic Shield! "

boom.

Poorly feared that the saint's body exploded with energy, starlight lingered, and the four-sided magic shield condensed around his body, constantly circling around him.

The magic shield seemed illusory, it didn't look like a tangible thing, but it was extremely thick, as if it could resist all attacks in the whole world.

next moment.

Boom boom boom.

Countless attacks landed on the Starlight Magic Shield, without hurting the fearful saint at all.

In the eyes of the poor and fearful saint, a starlight suddenly flashed.

At that moment, his pupils, like stars, exuded a frightening light, as if they could penetrate everything and see everything clearly.

"Ontology, found!"

His body turned around abruptly, turned into a puppet, and rushed towards the puppet's body.

"What? Can you find me?

You have some ability, but you are still going to die! "

The puppet shook the Heavenly Gu Demon Bell in his hand, and also greeted the poor and fearful saint.

boom.

The power of the explosion enveloped the two of them.

At this time, Yunding Mountain.

Gu Xuan and the others have already finished paying their respects.

From the beginning to the end, Xiaolu kept a gloomy face and did not speak.

He erected a monument for the group of dead dragons.

The stele is full of words.

Little red, little white, little black, little black and white, little red and white...

Obviously, these are names, the names of the dragons.

Little Green was chosen by the dragons themselves, one by one in the color, named after the color.

And these colors basically have nothing to do with the colors of the dragons.

Among all the names, only the word "green" is missing.

"Boss, I want to go to the Crimson Moon Mountain Gate to help, okay?"

Xiaolu clenched her fists tightly, her eyes earnest.

Gu Xuan sighed.

"Go, I will let Zhu Tianjian wait for you on the way.

In addition, you are allowed to use the Heaven Punishing Sword to fight. "

Before Gu Xuan finished speaking, Xiaolu had already flown out of Yunding Mountain.

"Kill, kill, kill! Those who violate Yingtianzong, kill!" Xiaolu roared and disappeared into the sky!