Zi Lan said happily.

The Left Guardian tried Zi Xin's formula a few times, closed his eyes and felt it for a moment, then nodded: "Let's start."

The two of them were floating in front of Zhang Heng.

Zi Yi's hand was filled with purple light that looked like a substance, his eyes were like torches, and he condensed into a point. He made a magic trick like a lotus flower in his hand. The mysterious and obscure mantra were spit out in his mouth, forming a strange scene in this extremely dark "Rakshasa Secret Prison".

As a guardian, he put his hand behind him, and the black light flashed, injecting extremely powerful magic power.

At some point, a thin purple light band condensed into substance extended from the tip of one of the fingers of Zi Lan.

Then, the purple light spot further twisted and extended, and gradually turned into a purple spiritual snake while shaking and swinging.

The purple spiritual snake is thin and long, with agile eyes, and seems to have a bit of wisdom.

Under the control of Zi Lan, this purple spiritual snake rotated along the "Immortal Locking Gold Chain" on the surface of Zhang Heng's body, trying to integrate with the gold chain.

With a trend visible to the naked eye, the purple spiritual snake slowly merges into the golden chain.

Zhang Heng remained motionless and allowed the two to do it. His eyes were staring at the woman in the colorful skirt "Tianqin". Haoran's spiritual power was also locked in the woman.

Tianqin smiled sweetly: "Fellow Daoist Zhang, since you can also help the little girl leave the 'Purple Emperor Mansion', why do I have to go against you?"

Zhang Heng was unmoved and sneered: "If Zhang hadn't been prepared for it, you might have intervened."

Tianqin was slightly stunned, but she didn't expect that the other party could know what she thought first.

"For the sake of being a human monk, if you have the chance, you will naturally help you out. Humph, if you ruin my affairs, Zhang can completely kill you."

The murderous intent appeared in Zhang Heng's eyes:

"Being trapped for so many years, your magic power is almost exhausted, and it is supported by powerful soul power."

Finally, Zhang Heng pointed out Tianqin's current weakness with one word, causing a look of panic on her face.

Because there is no trace of spiritual energy in this "Rakshasa Secret Prison", Tianqin has been here for more than ten thousand years and has fought with the Purple Emperor, almost exhausted all her magic power, and is almost exhausted at this moment.

However, her soul power cannot be underestimated, which is also the reason why Zhang Heng promised to help her escape. If this woman does nothing to do anything, she will definitely bring a lot of trouble to Zhang Heng's plan.

Leave a little vitality to Tianqin, and the other party will not do anything to death.

This is a premeditated strategy by Zhang Heng.

At this moment, Zi Yi and Zuo Guardian also reached the critical moment. Their faces turned slightly pale, and their minds and magic power were consumed greatly.

In the entire "Rakshasa Secret Prison", there was a silence that was extremely dead, and everyone was watching here.

At some point, the purple spiritual snake was completely integrated into the "Immortal Locking Golden Chain".

The divine light flashed in Zitan's eyes, and a shocking pressure suddenly surged.

"Click!"

The "Immortal Locking Golden Chain" on Zhang Heng's body was untied and cut into the sea.

Zi Yi was very fast, and with a "wow", he broke the sea water with one hand, put away the "Xianxian Locking Gold Chain", and quickly explained:

"This thing is not a spiritual magic weapon, but a secret treasure of the 'Purple Emperor Mansion'."

"Yeah?"

Zhang Heng shrugged, as if he didn't take this matter to heart. He swam leisurely in the water, just to relax his body.

boom!

At this moment, the entire "Purple Emperor Palace" suddenly trembled again, and the Rakshasa Secret Prison was once again affected, much stronger than the last time. Everyone was extremely panicked and thought that "Huangfu Lin" was about to come in.

"Fellow Daoist Zhang, when will you take action?"

Zi Yi asked carefully.

The left guardian said bluntly: "Do you want to go back on your word?"

Zhang Heng shook his head and said slowly: "Now is not the best time to take action?"

"How do you say this?"

Zi Lan didn't understand the truth.

Zhang Heng continued to fool him: "I see that Huangfu Lin is at the peak, both in terms of spiritual momentum and magic power, and is invincible and invincible. Zhang Heng's current strength is still rising and has not reached the highest point."

"The best moment I mentioned was the moment when Huangfu Lin's momentum declined and Zhang's soul power increased to the peak."

When he said this, Zhang Heng's mental power was still rising wildly, and his remaining power rippled along the sea, which shocked everyone.

The second lady Zi Yu, who is in the core hub of the "Purple Emperor Palace", was surprised to feel the faint rising power of this spiritual power.

Judging from the trend, Zhang Heng's soul power will not take long to reach a level comparable to her.

When she reaches her level, she is a quasi-palace master.

"Come and help me!"

Zi Yu's anxious voice came from the hall above.

If two quasi-manager-level figures join forces, there is great hope to resist the attack of "Huangfu Lin".

"Miss Second Miss, don't be impatient, Zhang is borrowing power from me."

Zhang Heng swept his spiritual sense and saw the situation above. When he looked at the second lady Zi Yu's face, he couldn't help but be surprised: The second lady had half a foot to the level of the mansion master, but she looked too "ordinary".

Zi Yu's face can be described as ugly. As for why she didn't have a "skinny face", Zhang Heng was not interested.

"Fellow Daoist Zhang, your soul power is rising now, and it is actually relying on the power of your deity?"

The incredible Tao of Zi Lan.

"What's the point of curiosity about this? If it weren't for avoiding consumption, Zhang could have broken the shackles of this "Immortal-Bundled Gold Chain" just now. How could he bother you?"

Zhang Heng stepped on the sea gently, and the spiritual power around him was still rising.

"It turns out that Fellow Daoist Zhang, you have a way to break the 'Immortal Locking Gold Chain'..."

Zi Lan was speechless.

The left guardian beside him had a gray face.

The two of them consumed such a lot of mind and magic power, but they just saved some strength for each other.

At this moment, Zi Yu's anxious call came from the upper floor of the "Purple Emperor Palace": "I can't hold on anymore..."

"Fellow Daoist Zhang, you should take action quickly, the second sister is not good!"

Zi Yi urged with a panic look on his face.

"call!"

Zhang Heng just let out a breath of turbid air, and the power of Haoran above his head "buzzed" and climbed to a peak. The invisible pressure made the strange small space where the "Rakshasa Secret Prison" was located twisted and trembled. (To be continued. If you want to know what happens next, please log in. readnovel., more chapters, support the author, and support genuine reading!)
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