Chapter 932: Two ministers stopped the army (fifth update)

With a blow from Cangmu Gong, the void around the old Taoist Changmei suddenly collapsed. A piece of void that was about a meter in the radius collapsed to about the size of a foot, and the rich green spiritual energy filled the small piece of void. The endless green tree and vines were born out of thin air, and the old Taoist Changmei, who became the size of sesame, was trapped in this small piece of void. The big tree and vines squirmed and wrapped around him at the same time.

Each big tree represents a rule formed by the condensation of the energy of the innate Jia wood and acquired Yi wood, either wind, thunder, loud sound, or severe poison. The power of Jia wood and Yi wood is like Tai Chi Pisces entangled with each other, bursting out infinite mystery in the eyes of yin and yang.

With a loud bang, lightning burst out in the green spiritual energy, flames stirred up, and green soil was produced from the fire. The agile and elegant soil formed a mountain in the sky, condensed into a seal the size of a thumb and pressed quietly towards the center of the long-browed Taoist's eyebrows.

In this small void, everything comes from the aura of Jia wood and Yi wood, so the soil that breeds is also integrated with the aura of wind, the elegance of fire, and the mystery that can be derived from the wonderful spiritual energy of wood. The inconspicuous seal is quietly printed on the eyebrows of the old Taoist long-browed eyebrows, and a clear and dazzling green emblem deeply integrated into the old Taoist's skin.

There is only one twisted pattern in the small square emblem. The pattern is called "Chaos Recitation" in the world of the Chaos Demon God. The so-called recitation is a text that has no actual form and only fluctuations in the divine mind. Any person who can dissolve the invisible and traceable chaos recitation into a physical body is a top-level existence that no one dares to provoke in the Chaos Demon God.

And the distorted green verse in front of you that condenses into substance only represents one meaning - poison!

Cang Mugong's statement was the Hunyuan Immortal who controls the spiritual energy of wood, but the essence of his power is poison, which makes people unable to resist the terrifying poison. Like other chaotic demon gods, not many people know about the shape of Cang Mugong. As soon as he was born, he shocked the creatures of Zhou Tian with his terrifying vicious and fierce poison.

The old Taoist long-browed body shivered, and his whole body turned green, which was very consistent with his face just now. Then a large amount of sticky green pus seeped out of his pores, and the old Taoist who was originally fairy-like and stolen suddenly became like a piece of rotten meat, looking very embarrassed.

Before the old Taoist Changmei cast a spell to break Cangmugong's attack, Yao Ling chuckled, and a gentle and white finger stroked his finger, which was evenly tender and white, and then he heard a terrible cracking sound passing by. The small void compressed by Cangmugong suddenly cracked. The part of the shattered void happened to pass through the old Taoist Changmei's body, and cracked from the center of his eyebrows very well.

The old Taoist Changmei had just pinched a seal, and the void around him collapsed. His body shook, and green light rippled around him, and rushed out of the shattered void. From the center of his eyebrows to his lower abdomen, an extremely thin earth-yellow light was emitting a very faint light. The light was behind him, but it just divided him into two pieces from the middle. For the existence of the Hedao Realm, such injuries would not harm his life, but it would damage the old Taoist Changmei's vitality too much.

As his figure shook, a strange fragrance came to his nose. The old Taoist long-browed eyebrows swayed purple smoke, and a large area of ​​green and yellow light kept gushing out of his body. He pointed at Yao Ling with a little anger and shouted: "Ground Fairy, are you really using such a ruthless hand?"

Yao Ling, who was so beautiful that she was only a girl who had not grown up at the age of fourteen or fifteen, frowned. She looked at the old Taoist with a little resentment and sighed: "What is the point of revealing human roots and feet? I am a geek. Aren't you just a bat with a long eyebrows? You are not someone of mine, why can't you take ruthless measures against you?"

A fierce light flashed in his eyes, and Yao Ling suddenly moved to the old Taoist side, and his hands became white and skewed into the old Taoist sides. Yao Ling said sternly: "You are allowed to block the door and bully the Emperor Wa, and we are not allowed to teach you a lesson? Where is the reason in the world?"

Infected by Cang Mugong's poison, the old Taoist movement was really slow. Yao Ling suddenly made a black hand, and his sharp hands were deeply penetrated into the old Taoist's ribs. With the harsh sound of the fracture, Yao Ling giggled and happily lifted upwards, stirring the old Taoist's two rows of ribs into bone residue.

The old Taoist groaned, and his body shook into a ball of green energy and soared into the sky. The cushion he sat cross-legged and collapsed with a loud "whistle" sound. The 49,000 flexible green grasses that formed the cushion emitted dazzling light, and a pagoda with four edges and eight angles and thirteenth layers was woven above the old Taoist's head. The pagoda emitted infinite green light, and the naked eye could clearly see that the green light was composed of countless extremely thin light threads. Each light thread had a Taoist mantra of 33,333 words. As soon as the void condensed around, Yao Ling's movement suddenly slowed down.

He took out a yellow handkerchief embroidered with the gossip diagram and threw it out. A yellow wind rolled up. A big hand rushed out of the yellow wind, grabbed Yao Ling and threw it down heavily. Yao Ling screamed, and with a skirt that was hundreds of miles long, it hit the fire source wood in a mess. Her body was also strong. The fire source wood was smashed into a large pit within a radius of a hundred feet. Yao Ling's hands and feet were twisted into the big wood, and she shook her head in a dizzy way.

The fire source wood was severely damaged. Wuqi, who was hiding underground and stealing the fire source wood essence, was ecstatic. He hurriedly increased the speed of stealing the fire source wood essence. When Yao Ling hit this, who could tell how much energy the fire source wood had lost? All of this account must be counted on the old Taoist Changmei, and it had nothing to do with Wuqike.

The rolling heat flow continued to pour into Wuqi's body. Wuqi was surprised to find that this divine tree was indeed called the source of fire. Its essence actually included various original auras of flames. From the most ordinary mortal fire flame to the Hongmeng fire, which is as powerful as the divine flame of Nirvana, as Wuqi stole the essence, tens of millions of fires rolled into Wuqi's body.

Wuqi laughed so hard that his eyes narrowed into a line. The reason why the old man Yuanling in his previous life dominated the chaotic gods and demons was not only the help of the Tiancao, but because he collected dozens of Chaos Fire-level Chaos Fire Sacrifices at the level of the Destruction of the Demon, he refined a Yuanling True Flame. Today, it seems that with the help of this fire source wood, Wuqi will not need to spend much effort in this life to temper it into a new Yuanling True Flame.

Especially Wuqi is still in love with the Phoenix True Fire, which is a fire that is not even in the Fire Source Wood. The Fire Source Wood only contains the fire that is naturally generated by heaven and earth, but there is no fire like the Phoenix True Fire that has been sacrificed by life essence and blood. This means that the Yuanling True Fire refined by Wuqi in this life is more powerful and more magical than in his previous life.

Wuqi, who was happy and encouraged, began to merge various fire seeds with the endless huge essence of the Fire Source Wood, and carefully purified and compressed the fire seeds with the fire refining technique in the Heavenly Refining Technique. He was too lazy to pay attention to the battles in the outside world, and his whole mind was immersed in this wonderful refining process. Every time he refining, not only the fire seeds were sublimated, but his body and his magic power were also purified and purified.

The old Taoist Changmei randomly hit Yao Ling into the fire source wood, which caused Yan Jun Dajiao's reverse scale to be fired. He angrily raised his spear and stabbed him at the pagoda on the old Taoist Changmei's head. Yan Jun Dajiao roared angrily: "Old bat, you dare to hurt my ***, I will chop your *** today! Blow it for me!"

The spear wrapped in purple fire stabbed the green pagoda, and then the spear exploded. This spear was made by Yan Jun's big horn with a branch of the fire source wood, and then accompanied him with his hard work day and night, and its power was almost as powerful as ordinary Chaos Spirit Treasures. In this explosion, the green pagoda shattered and turned into forty-nine thousand long grasses circling and flying around the old Taoist Longmei.

With a cold snorkeling, Yan Jun’s big horn slowly pulled out a spear that was red and crystal-clear like a crystal carved spear. As soon as the spear was released, the surroundings were cool, and all the anger was sucked in by the spear, and there was no firepower leaking out.

The old Taoist Changmei shouted in horror: "Bastard, Dajiao, do you really have to fight to the death? What is it that you take out your natal magic weapon? Hum?"

The god of the sacred god, who had been standing beside watching the battle, took advantage of the moment when the old Taoist Changmei was panicking, and his head suddenly turned into a triangular head similar to a poisonous snake. He opened his mouth, and a piece of yellow sand mist sprayed out, all sprinkled on the old Taoist Changmei. The god of the sacred god pinched a handprint and shrank and let it go, and shouted "Zhong" in a low voice!

The old Taoist Changmei spewed blood far away, and half of his body suddenly melted into meat paste that emitted a strange smell. The old Taoist Changmei shouted angrily, and the green light shone around him, and the body that turned into meat paste condensed and formed again, but then the yellow light flashed, and half of his body turned into meat paste again. The old Taoist Changmei angrily praised the truth, and the green light flashed continuously, and the yellow light flashed rapidly with the green light. After thirty-six consecutive flashes, the yellow light exploded into a sky full of light and drifted away. The old Taoist Changmei finally returned to normal, and there was no trace of injury.

The old Taoist Longmei with a gloomy face was not long-winded. He gritted his teeth and grabbed the air. A four-sided bronze mace with four talismans attached to each section fell into his hand with a dim divine light. With a swaying the four-foot-nine-inch bronze mace, the old Taoist Longmei gritted his teeth and sneered at Yan Jun Dajiao who was holding the spear and was about to stab him: "If you really want to fight hard, don't blame the old Taoist for being ruthless!"

Yao Ling staggered up from the tree pit. She tidied up her outrageous skirt and flew into the air with gritted teeth. She chirped, "Relaxless? Who is afraid of whom? Old bat, who is afraid of whom? Anyway, everyone can't kill each other, just play with it! Don't talk too much, go together, today if you don't mercy this old bat, I will change my name and never see anyone!"

He took off his long skirt very simply, revealing his short dress, and Yao Ling was about to rush to the old Taoist Changmei as he screamed.

Before Yao could do his best, three figures suddenly appeared beside the old Taoist Changmei, three old men dressed in Taoism.

Yao Ling was stunned and she quickly took a few steps back.

Yan Jun Dajiao, Cangmu Gong, Zhen Shen and Yao Ling line up. You stare at me and I stare at you for a while.

After a full quarter of an hour, the four old Taoists snorted coldly at the same time, and the old Taoist Changmei said calmly: "Forget it, those three evil deeds are considered to be of great fate!"
Chapter completed!