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Chapter 223 Weaving the Moon Playing the Heart Flute, Reciting the Earth Store Sutra(2/3)

It is the weaving moon.

She held a jade flute forward.

Zuo Shi's expression changed drastically, he did not dare to touch the woman at all, and he quickly retreated.

Zhiyue stepped forward, seemingly neither slow nor slow, but steadily approaching Zuo Shi.

She is a ghost.

It's an innocent soul.

It is the unwillingness of this star.

This level of resentment will affect the Taoist mind of non-Creation Realm masters. At worst, they will be unable to make any progress in the Taoist realm. At worst, they will lose their minds and turn into a madman who only knows how to kill.

Zhou Zheng sighed at the woman, turned around and flew in the direction of Bing Ning, letting out long roars from his mouth.

Bing Ning hesitated slightly, but stopped burning the power of her soul, and used all the immortal power she could mobilize to turn into layers of black ice walls, prolonging the time for the opponent to rush out.

The women in gray cloaks who wanted to besiege her chose to disperse downwards at this moment;

Just because the tyrannical pressure released by Zhou Zheng has been protecting Bing Ning, whoever dares to get close will be hit like a thunderstorm.

Bing Ning took a deep look at her master and flew high into the sky.

Zhou Zheng grabbed Bing Ning's wrist with his left hand, and then his speed increased sharply, turning into a wisp of breeze and rushing into space.

Where is the envoy from the left?

The fairies who were trapped by Bing Ning turned around and saw that Zuo Shi was being trapped by a faint figure, and Zuo Shi was dodging in a panic.

This made all the female fairies turn pale with fright, and they rushed towards the place.

The walls of the great formation were crumbling.

The fighting inside became more and more intense.

Outside Zhu Danxing's thin atmosphere, Xiao Sheng, dressed as a Qinghua Buddha, appeared again, turned into a stream of light and penetrated into Zhou Zheng's sleeve, and entered the silver shuttle together with Bing Ning.

Zhou Zheng continuously changed his body shape, repeatedly performed the seventy-two transformations, and rushed towards the entrance and exit of the Star Road in the distance.

With Zhiyue's help, the retreat part of their plan went smoothly.

Zhou Zheng regained his duality and asked the paper Taoist to fly quickly with the silver shuttle, and the main body hurriedly returned to the silver shuttle.

Inside the silver shuttle.

Li Zhiyong sat slumped in the corner, his eyes were lifeless, his face was bitter, and there was blood at the corner of his mouth, with the word "miserable" written on his face.

Xiao Sheng sat aside and passed on layers of spiritual power to Li Zhiyong.

Zhou Zheng quickly took the secret pills from Xiaojin and Xiaoyin and stuffed them into Li Zhiyong's mouth.

"Zhiyong, are you okay? Didn't you say that the formation won't backfire?"

"This is not a backlash... cough," Li Zhiyong whispered, "I control too many paper figures at the same time, and the mental drain is too great. It's not a big deal."

Zhou Zheng sighed with emotion: "Zhiyong, you have paid too much for the righteousness of the Three Realms. Such a precious paper man..."

precious?

Li Zhiyong blinked, then his face was filled with unwillingness.

"We've suffered a big loss this time, monitor and we...sigh."

Xiao Sheng said: "I'm going to ransack my house later, so I can restore your health as soon as possible."

Zhou Zheng groaned a few times: "Let's not leave in a hurry."

Li Zhiyong's expression changed, then he held back his headache and counted with his fingers, and quickly said: "Squad leader if you have a chance."

"Well," Zhou Zheng nodded, "See what I do, but don't force it, just find an opportunity."

After saying that, he carried the paper man into the star road, quickly put away the paper man and the silver shuttle, revealed his body with a pig head mask, continuously used the transformation method, and turned around and ran away in front of several monsters in the star road.

Went back.

The immortal power consumed by Zhou Zheng's fighting skills was not as good as the constant changes in consumption along the way.

After a while, Zhou Zheng transformed into an old demon with a lion head, vaguely like the Nine Spirits Yuansheng, and hid near Zhu Baoxing.

Let’s look at the battle situation again.

When Zhou Zheng was in the bureau, his mind was focused on the fight. Looking at it from a distance, he was really shocked.

Is this really what they did?

The huge Zhu Bao Star has a huge dark cloud floating near the dense atmosphere that covers one-tenth of the star's area.

That is endless resentment.

The monsters struggling in this sea of ​​suffering are constantly fighting and roaring angrily. Most of them have lost their reason and are dominated by the desire to kill.

The ghosts kept sneering.

Wraith spirits shuttled around.

There are big demons constantly rushing out of this huge whirlwind of dark clouds, but the dark clouds will stretch out their palms one after another and pull the big demon back.

There were no more than a hundred figures above the dark clouds, and they didn't dare to fall down at this moment.

Only the left envoy of Jie Tian Sect, who was still being chased by Qian Ying, relied on his magical power of the universe to constantly rush into the resentment and rescued a demon master who was still sober.

But, the dark clouds are getting stronger and stronger.

After devouring those demon masters, this resentment has become out of control.

"Come on, Zuo! This demon is too ferocious!"

"Asshole!"

"Zuo Shi! You can have as many monsters as you want! This woman's soul has an evil nature, I'm afraid some giant monster will appear!"

Zuo Shi tightened his grip on the sword hilt, stared fiercely at the 'fairy' who was still pressing towards him, and then swung the long sword and cut the world apart.

One after another, figures scrambled to get into the gap between heaven and earth.

The beautiful figure was still moving forward, so Zuo Shi swung his sword and slashed at the dark cloud, then escaped into the gap between the universe and closed the universe tightly.

Qianying was stunned for a moment and stood quietly, looking down at the dark clouds below.

There was a bit of confusion in her eyes.

That is the confusion after a great revenge is avenged, and it is also the confusion that makes you feel at a loss when facing the current situation.

Inside the silver shuttle.

Zhou Zheng and others, who originally wanted to control the battlefield, were also stunned at this moment.

The development of things seemed to be completely beyond their previous expectations.

Bing Ning points out the art of ice mirror.

They could see that the dark cloud was constantly expanding, the fluctuations of the battle within it were getting smaller and smaller, and the dark cloud seemed to have flesh and blood.

It seems to be attracted by the creatures below, and is slowly approaching downwards.

Pieces of blood rained from the sky.

Where blood rained down, the gravel was quickly ignited, and ground fire continued to spurt outward.

Arms protruded from just below the dark clouds, and faces emerged one after another.

The evil spirit is roaring, the evil spirit is roaring.

The creatures on the ground were running in panic, and countless streams of light appeared on the ground outside the dark clouds.

Anyone who can escape will flee.

But more creatures cannot leave the surface at all.

And Zhiyue, who had created all this, was standing high in the sky, looking blankly into the distance, endless hatred gradually growing in her heart.

'Dong Bin, did I do something wrong?'

'But it's obviously their fault.'

The light in her bright eyes danced like candlelight.

'Dong Bin, I miss you so much...'

Suddenly, a clear voice sounded.

"Is there a way to control resentment?"

The light in Zhiyue's eyes flickered slightly, and she turned around with joy, only to see Zhou Zheng's somewhat helpless face.

"Didn't you leave?" Zhiyue asked softly.

"Isn't this," Zhou Zheng pointed downward, "is there any way to control it?"

"I...I released the clansmen," Zhi Yue pursed her lips slightly, "I can only hold them temporarily. If not, I can only let this star serve as the clan's cemetery."

Zhou Zheng said: "That will bring disaster to all life, and the enemy has already retreated."
To be continued...
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