The Taoist who shook his head and tail suddenly screamed strangely. Before he could react, he didn't even see clearly that the transparent little dragon had already eaten Yin Shiniang's sword.

The transparent dragon was instantly covered with white frost. Then Gu Liubai's Sword of Slaughtering Sky rushes up. The white frost on its body collapses and does not dissipate directly, but it seems to have been severely damaged, shaking its head and waving to the black palace.

As the Taoist screamed, his entire head vibrated at an astonishing frequency, and the tender red flesh shreds on the edge of his eye socket also stretched out for about an inch, dancing wildly.

At this time, the aura of this Taoist man was disordered, but he exuded neither the aura of a monk nor the aura of a natal worm. Instead, it was a kind of mighty and irritable, like a thunder cloud.

At this time, the black chains condensed from black oil were all suppressed by the heroic spirits around Changsun Wuji. The transparent dragon flew back into the dragon's head bones. The chains penetrated from the top of the hall suddenly moved abnormally, and the black on them faded away, revealing golden talismans carved in seals.

Bang!

These chains suddenly swayed, and a terrifying force directly pressed the Taoist's body against the dragon-headed skeleton.

The Taoist priest with a human head and a worm body screamed in horror: "How could this be!"

He twisted his body desperately, but the chained qi and the qi of the dragon head skeleton below were connected into one. The terrifying force suppressed him. His body kept exploding. After struggling wildly, his body was directly broken into several pieces. However, what flowed out of the broken body was not scarlet blood, but white things like white intestinal tubes and a large number of broken tender red tentacles.

Yelu Yueli stuck out his tongue, "The natal Gu cultivation of this depraved view turned into this way later, and even his body turned into a long worm?"

Gu Liubai thought of Princess Huaizhen and felt a slump in his heart. Then he thought that the little barbarian woman had also asked him that he had traded a half-dead natal Gu. He couldn't help but ask softly, "Does there be such a natal Gu in your body?"'

耶律月理眼睛一亮,“你关心我?”

Gu Liubai sneered, "I think if you become such a weird thing, it would be better to let me, Senior Brother Chong Qian, kill you in advance."

Yelu Yueli said proudly, "Don't worry, I won't become a worm, and the worm can't ride it."

Gu Liubai was speechless, "Will I ride if you turn into something else?"

At this time, the Taoist priests with human heads and insects in the black hall screamed shrillly.

His chest had broken into several pieces, but his hands were still trying hard to support his body and wanted to escape, but it was useless at all. The power on the chain and the dragon-headed skeleton did not weaken at all. Just after a few screams, he could not stand up again. With a loud bang, his upper half of his body seemed to be hit hard by an invisible giant hammer on the dragon-headed skeleton.

Bang!

His body was slapped on the dragon's head like a ripe fruit. His tender red whiskers were stubbornly stretched out from the festering flesh and blood. At the same time, his mental power was also powerful and almost essential. A transparent crystal light seemed to want to jump out of the dragon's head, but the chains above swayed, and all the flesh and whiskers and this crystal light were crushed and seeped into the dragon's bones together.

Hurry!

All the chains danced like willow branches blown by the strong wind, but all the energy in the huge dragon-headed skeleton was sucked by these chains. These chains were like monsters sucking bones, instantly sucking the energy in the dragon-headed skeletons.

The dragon-headed skeleton, which had a terrifying pressure in several breaths, quickly cracked open like weathered and turned into bone meal.

Gu Liubai looked up at the chains, and the energy quickly disappeared, and he was pulled away by these chains.

At this time, the great powers of magical powers that affected this place had disappeared, and the huge cypress trees and stone beasts had returned to normal in the perception of everyone. However, the heroic spirits around Changsun Wuji did not disappear, and a powerful power of magical power was still flowing.

The moment the Taoist with the insect-headed body was suppressed on the dragon's head, the black chains condensed from black oil also wanted to rush towards the chains on the top of the hall like living things, but they were suppressed by the heroic spirits around Changsun Wuji and could not escape until this time.

The Taoist Palace lost these black oils covering the surface at this time, and the color of black iron sheets was already revealed. The skeletons of the dragon head on the stone platform in the hall had turned into a pile of dust without vitality and magical aura, but these black oils were still struggling in the heroic spirit formation.

They rushed left and right until more than ten breaths, and they completely lost the ability to resist and gradually gathered into a ball of extremely viscous black oil.

Even though these black oils were wrapped in Changsun Wuji's true energy and lost contact with the Black Palace, they no longer had the breath of magical powers. However, when Gu Liubai looked at it intently, he could still feel that there seemed to be a powerful and extremely cruel aura.

He couldn't help but turn his head to look at Changsun Xiyu and asked, "Is this black oil also something on the real dragon?"

Changsun Xiyu's lips opened slightly, but before she could speak, Changsun Wuji had already turned around and walked, and said at the same time, "Go out and talk."

"Let's go." Yin Shiniang was the most straightforward and urged Cangshan to leave.

This place is too weird. She didn't want to stay for a moment as she always acted like a rush in Yinshan.

The group returned the same way, but fortunately nothing unexpected happened. When they came out from Yuquan Temple to the hillside of Prince Jing's Mansion, the fake body of the old monster Cui on the top of the mountain had completely dissipated, and there was only a thin layer of water mist on the entire hill that had not completely dissipated.

Gu Liubai couldn't help but ask, "Monster Cui must be dead?"

In fact, he was already sure that Old Monster Cui could not die again. In fact, as long as Old Monster Cui was blocked, he would definitely die. However, Old Monster Cui's way of dying made him feel a little complicated.

No matter how you look at it, he and Mr. Cui had their own plans, but in the end they both fell into the plot of Li's confidentiality.

Yelu Yueli nodded and said, "I've died thoroughly."

Changsun Wuji went down the mountain directly. When he reached the foot of the mountain, he looked at Gu Liubai and asked, "Is there a container in your carriage that can hold this black oil? There will be no abnormal movements in this black oil now. You should be able to hold any container."

Gu Liubai glanced at the ball of black oil dragged behind Changsun Wuji's true energy and said, "It's so big that at least one big jar can be installed. There is no such a large container on our carriage. Brother Huoluo, go to the Taoist temple to find out what can be installed."

He Huoluo nodded and rushed into the Taoist temple. After a while, he found a big jar of wine.

Changsun Wuji's true energy surged, and washed the jar of wine cleanly. Then he put the ball of black oil in and filled most of the jar.

He Huoluo held the jar of wine in one hand and wanted to hand it to Changsun Wuji, but Changsun Wuji stood with his hands behind his back and glanced at Gu Liubai, "You bring this thing back. There are many capable people around you, so it should be useful."

Gu Liubai was stunned, "Give it to me?"

Changsun Wuji laughed slightly, "Did you forget that I was just watching the show? I was curious to enter the diling and intercepted this thing in order to protect myself. If I keep this thing on my body, wouldn't it be that Li's confidentiality would think I have any ideas?"

Gu Liubai glanced at the jar of wine and suddenly felt that this thing was very hot.

"I can keep it." He glanced at Changsun Wuji and said seriously, "But you have to tell me what this is probably."

Changsun Wuji said calmly, "The dragon head is the soul, these black oils can carry the spiritual power of the dragon head, and turn the black palace into a magical power, the heart, the monarch's official, and the gods come out. This black oil should be the dragon heart oil."

"Black oil made of Longxin?" Gu Liubai had long suspected that this thing was also related to Long, but when he heard Changsun Wuji say this, he still couldn't help but his heart beat faster.

Changsun Wuji showed his true boss temperament at this time. He didn't talk much to Gu Liubai, but just glanced at Li Deyi and said, "Li Xiang, are you going with me?"

Li Deyi nodded and said, "Okay."

Changsun Wuji glanced at Cangshan, then looked at Gu Liubai, and said, "Old Monster Cui has a grudge against you, but this man has no grudge against you. I want to take him away. Do you have any objections?"

Seeing that Changsun Wuji seemed to not want to say more to him and was about to leave, Gu Liubai smiled bitterly, "I have no objection, but Changsun Xiyu can stay and help me solve my doubts?"

Changsun Wuji glanced at Changsun Xiyu and said, "Do you want to go with him and say a few words to him?"

Changsun Xiyu thought for a while and said, "Okay."

Gu Liubai was overjoyed and immediately complained in his heart, "Get out quickly."

Changsun Wuji was the kind of refreshing thing that Yin Shiniang liked, and she turned around and left without saying a word.

Gu Liubai didn't pay attention, but Yelu Yueli was already discussing with Changsun Xiyu, "Miss Changsun, can I be a carriage with you? I also know a lot about the magical powers and methods, and I'm also curious... I'm small anyway, can I shrink you next to you?"

Gu Liubai just rolled his eyes, and Changsun Xiyu nodded indifferently and said, "Yes."

The three of them got into a carriage, and Yelu Yueli indeed shrank obediently, and did not squeeze the long grandson's drizzle as much as possible.

Changsun Xiyu looked at her and said, "It's not crowded, just sit normally."

She had no special emotions on her face, but she was also curious in her heart what method did this disciple of Guo Beixi use to even this Uighur goddess behaved in obediently, just like a concubine with no status in her family.

As soon as Changsun Wuji left, Gu Liubai immediately became unscrupulous when he spoke.

As soon as the carriage started walking, he looked at Changsun Xiyu with emotion and said, "Miss Changsun, you just need to call me by your name, but can I call you your master's wife?"
Chapter completed!