It was a three-foot-long divine tree, shaped like a tree but more like a fruit tree. Its branches were spread out, but its leaves were fading, as if they were about to wither in late autumn.

It's just that this is a magic medicine after all. Even in its current appearance, it still contains the aftermath of the great road, and the light spreads far and wide.

Among the sacred plants, there is a green peach.

Emerald green like gold and jade.

Delicate imitation rouge.

Inhaling the fragrance is refreshing and refreshing, as if even the realm has fluctuated, and thousands of pores are dilating, as if it is not the fragrance of green fruits at all but the misty fairy energy. Just one bite can make mortals become true immortals, wantonly

Traveling through the vast universe.

“It’s so beautiful!”

The old king standing under the tree stretched out his hand, but he could never reach it.

In fact, he didn't know whether he could break through the half-step realm and become a Taoist master after taking the magic medicine.

The unripe flat peach is still a green fruit, and its medicinal effect may be even weaker.

If he hadn't fought to the death today, he might have lived another thousand years.

Whether to linger and enjoy the last thousand years or to give it a desperate try, he had already made his choice.

He did not blame Tushanjun.

This is his disaster.

It was the fate he should have experienced.

Without the divine weapon spirit, there would be other people blocking the way.

Maybe the other party is even more terrifying.

At least losing in the hands of the weapon spirit is not unfair.

Treasures from heaven and earth can be obtained by those who are virtuous. Virtue is not easily manifested, but strength is easily demonstrated.

The old king took a deep look at the peach tree, and finally sighed unwillingly. The silk threads on his body had been stretched straight into chains. Behind the rising shrine was an unknown place, and he didn't know where it led.

laugh.

The old king stood still.

Let the chains on his body buzz.

He looked at Tushanjun who was also walking towards him.

Said: "I originally thought I was going to be put in a coffin and no one would tell me."

"It doesn't matter that after my death, there will be floods, but..."

The old king did not say any more, but instead changed the topic and said: "I am willing to use two ancient magical powers to exchange the lives of six of them!"

The eyes of the green-faced and fanged Tushanjun moved slightly.

If the soul of the old heavenly king is filled into the flag, he can also use the soul to obtain ancient magic.

But he couldn't comprehend it immediately.

Because the old king lived too long.

Absorbing the other person's insights completely may overwhelm the sea of ​​consciousness.

The souls of the Six Saints are very powerful, but they are not of much use in improving Tu Shanjun's cultivation. They will become evil energy to help the soul flag himself to advance to the level of a divine weapon.

Tu Shanjun doesn't know how much evil energy is needed to transform the holy soldier. These six people may be a drop in the bucket.

The only important thing is to replace the Ghost Saint Killing Formation and bring the Ghost King Killing Formation of Ten Directions to a higher level.

Although the killing array is powerful, Tu Shanjun wants that great magical weapon technique even more.

That is definitely a very useful thing and will be very beneficial to the future growth of Zunhun Banner.

If there was a real risk of overwhelming the sea of ​​consciousness, he would give it a try.

Of course, it is better to get stability.

After thinking about it, Tu Shanjun nodded slightly: "Okay!"

"happy."

The old king laughed: "These two ancient emperor's great arts, the Forbidden Word Art is incomplete, but the Military Art is very complete, which will be of great benefit to you."

"You may want to use the soul-searching technique to take it from my sea of ​​consciousness. To tell you the truth, if I don't take the initiative to give it to you, you won't be able to take this ancient emperor's great technique from me."

Tu Shanjun was stunned and asked: "What do you mean?"

"I don't know the ancient military art either. I used a treasure to perform it!"

"Ninth Level Divine Weapon?"

"No."

The old king reached towards his body, and a small black cauldron appeared, spinning in his palm.

"tripod?"

"You see it as a cauldron, but actually it is a ball of military energy."

"Death is like the extinguishing of a lamp. The moment I completely lose my vitality, this military energy will also be extinguished in my Dharma Realm like a blown out lamp. From now on, the ancient emperor's military tactics will be completely lost!

"

Tu Shanjun's pupils immediately shrank.

He didn't expect that the old king used a group of soldiers to perform the magic spell.

At the same time, it also reflects the horror of this ancient trick.

Even these holy kings cannot understand it and use it for their own use.

"The Forbidden Word Jue is carved on the ancient wood, you can understand it."

The old king took out a simple half wooden sign from the Great Realm.

Those eyes that once looked extremely young are full of vicissitudes of life, like the aging starry sky leaving a lingering aftertaste: "I hope you can keep your promise."

In fact, the King of Heaven does not care whether Tushanjun will break his promise.

He just didn't want the military art to disappear into the long river of history with him.

The ancient emperor's Taoism should continue to bloom brilliantly.

He shouldn't be buried with a loser like him!

The shrine door slammed shut.

Tushanjun, who held the military energy in his hands, opened his bloody mouth and sent the military energy into his own realm of death, and hid the ancient wood in the sea of ​​consciousness.

Without any hesitation, he transformed into the demon body that endured death.

With the help of the evil spirit generated by the old heavenly king entering the flag, and the evil spirit produced by the annihilation of the demon body, the Tao body is recast.

Just like printing.

The black and red evil spirits are steaming endlessly.

The body recovered quickly.

A tall figure wearing a robe stepped out of the mist.

Standing under the green peach tree, I looked at the green fruit.
Chapter completed!