"Defeated!" The fire was burning violently at this time, and a faint sound came from the flames, but the Taoist fires still did not dissipate.

Lan Xian'er felt a little reluctant, but when she saw Mu Ming and others' faces firm and their hearts were as rocks, she stopped talking.

"Defeated!" A roar came out again, but at the moment the sound appeared, a crisis directly enveloped everyone's hearts.

The magic vine shouted loudly, and pieces of runes spewed out of her mouth. The broken vine in the storage bag suddenly appeared and absorbed the thoughts in everyone's bodies. Even the essence and blood could not help but surge into the vine.

The few people changed their colors, but they did not stop them. At this time, dozens of glows suddenly flew out of the Taoist fire, but Xia Guangming and the others flew behind them.

Only heavy and dull sounds could be heard, and then the space around him felt like it was blocked, and the movement of several people became difficult.

Buzz!

Waves spread one after another, and several runes flew from afar, and those runes suddenly penetrated into the bodies of several people.

Everyone suddenly felt that they could not do anything, their bodies were sealed directly, and even their consciousness was locked. However, suddenly, a life-and-death crisis appeared in their hearts, and the few people were shocked. However, at this moment, the vine emitted endless suction force, swallowing the flying runes. Everyone felt that their bodies had resumed their movements, and at this time, a wave also appeared.

"Explode!" Jiusha's voice roared out of the flames. The flames rolled up and a surge of momentum crushed out.

Then a ball of bright light bloomed, instantly submerging everyone.

boom!

boom!

boom!

The roars exploded almost at the same time, so I couldn't tell the difference between how many roars there were, but the roars were superimposed and it was deafening for a moment.

The figures of several people were almost submerged, with only the hot light and blooming runes, and even the breath of destruction flowed.

Feng Su's eyes were occupied by a white light, and her mind was in a mess. The little monk screamed, chanting Buddhist scriptures loudly, and cursed from time to time. Qiu Jian called Jin Lin's name, but the sound suddenly stopped, and the light enveloped her.

A huge cloud of mushrooms soared into the sky, shaking the Taoist fires away, and for a moment, there was a vacuum here.

Many people couldn't help but gathered their eyes, and it was unclear for a while, but many people wisely chose to ignore it. This was too strange, and the fluctuations of the mushroom cloud were extremely terrifying. Even though there seemed to be barrier seals there, the surrounding Taoist fire seemed to be squeezed and frozen for a while.

Zang Mou in the mysterious space frowned slightly, as if unhappy, and the puppy said, "It's so cruel! But it's just to provide us with some strength!"

I don’t know how long it took, but the mushroom cloud dissipated, and a figure stumbled out, with thick smoke all over his body, and his breath rolled.

"Ahem... these guys... were actually forced to this point, but you forgot that since I am in the Divine Realm, there are so many treasures in your body. Three Divine Realm treasures explode, and ten Divine Realm treasures resonate with each other. It's a pity!" Jiusha staggered and spat out a mouthful of blood again. His breath was extremely weak, and the golden light on his body had disappeared.

Obviously he was used to resist these forces before, but this person was really cruel and cruel to himself, and even planned to plot against Mu Ming and others.

Jiusha picked up a black wooden block under his feet and sneered: "I thought Zhu Jiuyin's body could be preserved, but I didn't expect that the corpse would be gone. However, this reincarnated man is amazing, and there are still a few pieces of broken wood left!"

He looked carefully and found that there was no vitality in these broken woods, but a little bit of essence and blood flashed.

Jiusha smiled bitterly, and her head was covered in black, without the demeanor of a strong man at all, only in a mess.

Jiusha looked into the distance, and saw that there was another Dao Fire filled the place, so he couldn't see it in detail. After glanced around, he couldn't help but frowned, and finally focused his eyes on a few pieces of black wood!

Click!

Jiusha shattered the black broken wood with force, shattering the essence and blood in it.

Another crisp sound came, and another piece of black wood was shattered. However, Jiusha's eyes were ugly at this time and he became hesitant. So he was walking towards a piece of black wood in another place. However, this time he did not take action, but closed his eyes and sensed it for a moment, and then laughed.

"Oh my god, should I be so lucky!" He laughed, but he cried, as if he was extremely unwilling.

His body fell to the ground, and black blood appeared between his mouth and nose, but his eyes were filled with reluctance.

There was a movement in his ears. He turned his head and looked at him. He saw a purple broken bowl shaking suddenly. Then someone heard a voice, but there was an angry voice: "Oh my master, this time I have suffered a great loss. Master must chop my head. This is the most treasure of Buddhism. What's the point of breaking it now!"

Hearing this voice, Jiusha's eyes showed a look of relief, and then sighed softly: "Forget it, I hope other people of my tribe will not follow in my footsteps!"

The purple broken bowl is naturally the treasure of the little monk, but at this time the surface of the bowl is bumpy and looks extremely miserable, as if it is similar to the beggar's broken bowl.

"I think this is very suitable for you. Have you ever seen a monk begging for alms and holding a purple gold bowl? Besides, if monks don't kill, your master will not want your head!" However, the Xuanhuang ants flashed out and joked, which was also considered comfort.

At this time, Lin Fang's figure also appeared and said, "What Xuanhuang Ant said is not bad, otherwise wouldn't she beg for food with a golden rice bowl?"

"Ah! You..." The little monk was crying and looked painful. He was originally in his heart, but when he heard the words of the two, the pain on his face became even more obvious.

Everyone surrounded him without saying anything. Even the little monk calmed down, just looking at Mu Ming with a continuous resentment.

Mu Ming was helpless: "Ten bottles of nine-grade pills!"

"Fifteen bottles!" Mu Ming hesitated for a moment and finally nodded.

The corner of the magic vine couldn't help but twitch, but she didn't say anything after all.

At this time, Jiusha made a voice: "Supervision technique! I didn't expect that, or that human calculations are worse than God's calculations, you actually have the means to cover up my previous rune seal."

Hearing this, the magic Vine said, "You can only bet that you don't know my methods anymore. Otherwise, even if we don't die in the self-destruction of the divine treasure, we will only be the dead soul under your forehead sword! And you are not bad, you can directly trigger so many treasures to explode. It seems that you don't want that ** Xuan Gong anymore!"

Jiusha shook his head: "Yes, the monsters have the trick of replacing the death, which is too amazing. Many people don't know. Some monsters don't even cultivate their clones. They will only disperse the power of the body. Just now, you activated the trick of replacing the death, which will at least consume half of your essence and blood? Besides, there is a seal here, just for a moment of power, and you still have the possibility of survival!"

The magic vine nodded expressionlessly, while Mu Ming and others showed strange looks. They thought it was just a method of the magic vine, but they never wanted to pay such a big price and all showed shame. The magic vine ignored it and asked again: "Is **The mysterious skill really not important to you?"

Jiusha shook his head: "That thing cannot be destroyed. I tried to merge when I mastered the Dharma before, but the paper was extremely solid! Even the realm of return cannot be destroyed."

"No wonder you dare to do this!" Zhu Jiu**.

However, Jiusha shook his head again, Zhu Jiuyin was puzzled and said, "Isn't that right?"

Jiusha could only hear, "You are wrong. I triggered the treasures to explode. It was originally intended to survive. As for the ** mysterious skill, it is just a spoil. It is naturally the best to be able to survive, otherwise there is nothing! What is more worthy of attention than life?"

Jiusha was not afraid at all. Even at this moment, he fainted on the ground, his breath was sluggish, and blood was flowing from his mouth and nose from time to time, but he talked freely. It has to be said that this determination is awe-inspiring.

"I wonder what is the physical body of the senior at the peak level?" Mu Ming asked suddenly.

Jiusha's eyes suddenly became sharp, but when he saw Mu Ming's calm expression, Jiusha suddenly felt a bad premonition.

With a bite of his tongue, a mouthful of blood mist was sprayed out, and the blood mist spilled, covering his whole body. His breath suddenly rolled up, and rays of light rose into the sky again, as if to untie the seal here.

A wave suddenly flashed in Jiusha's eyes, and he was about to explode!

However, suddenly, Mu Ming's figure disappeared. When he appeared again, he raised his right hand and slapped Jiusha's head directly.

The sound of breaking the wind came, and Jiusha's momentum surged for a moment, and the breath blew up strong wind. A more dangerous feeling of life and death appeared in everyone's hearts, and everyone had the idea of ​​escaping immediately.

But after a moment, the life and death crisis suddenly disappeared, Jiusha's power suddenly disappeared, and his body continued to shrivel.

"Roar!" With madness and unwillingness, and a little fear, Jiusha was making the final struggle, and the light of his body was once again blooming, and momentum was emitting.

But this time Mu Ming's method was faster, and with a slap of the storage bag, dozens of pills exploded directly, turning into a stream of smoke and forcibly sent into Jiusha's body by Mu Ming. Mu Ming's momentum suddenly changed, and a violent and cold aura dissipated, but in an instant, it all sank into Jiusha's body.

Jiusha's breath also disappeared, and the arms that were originally about to be lifted also drooped.

Everyone was waiting for some reason, and they were very nervous.

Fortunately, Mu Ming finally got up and turned around. Only after seeing Mu Ming's eyes, a few people couldn't help but feel a strange feeling.

It was a pair of dark eyes, and two vortexes appeared beside the eyes, which seemed to swallow all vitality and temperature.

"Ghost Nether!" Demon Vine whispered.

Mu Ming nodded and said, "The cause and effect between us has been planted long ago!"

The magic vine nodded silently, without saying anything.

The old words made everyone uncomfortable, and they came from Mu Ming's mouth, but suddenly Mu Ming's eyes regained their spirits.

Lin Fang wanted to speak but stopped, Mu Ming nodded, saying that he didn't have to worry.

Feng Su was also concerned, but she held it back.
Chapter completed!