Taoist chanting

The strong wind roared, pushing the black and viscous Longwei, covering the end of the black chain and the depression of the rocks seven or eight feet away, like two grinding discs of different sizes, rumbling and grinding.

Dragon Soul absolutely does not allow the Taoist priest to calm down to resolve the soul poison.

He never dreamed that there was still a sixth-order mysterious tortoise hidden in the lower realm, which would block him at a critical moment.

The sixth-level amulet that the Taoist priest took out could not have been in stock 500 years ago. Otherwise, based on the Taoist priest’s current cultivation, he would not be able to arouse more than two-level talisman with all his strength. At most, he could activate it with the secret method of inheritance A high-level treasure.

Only the body-protecting treasures tailor-made by living sixth-order mysterious turtles to help stinky Taoist priests can be displayed so easily.

It has been less than [-] years since the tide of aura has risen, and there are not even fifth-order monks in the world of the lower world.

I don't know which demon tortoise, who ignored the fairy rules, hid in the top cave heaven and paradise built by eighth-level and ninth-level masters. The cultivation base that was preserved was against him. It really pissed him off.

Dragon Soul spared no effort to push Long Wei to wear down the tortoise shell, but the strength of the veil gave him a headache, and the light of the talismans attacking him came and went, making him afraid to relax. He and the Taoist were exhausted.

The stinking Taoist has mastered the secret of using the dragon chain to attack his soul core. He must kill the Taoist to avoid future troubles.

Ten years ago, it was because he had been suppressed for more than [-] years, and he was almost moldy. Finally, a little monk broke in to help him relieve his boredom. He was reluctant to kill him all at once, and wanted to keep it for decades for fun. Heh, I gave that weird Taoist priest an opportunity to turn things around unexpectedly.

This time he didn't dare to take it lightly, depleting his original soul power, and specially prepared a series of tricks for the Taoist priest.

As a result, the Taoist priest was poisoned by the "Dragon Saliva Soul Poison", which is known for being vicious and difficult to entangle. Even if the current soul poison is not as powerful as one-tenth of his peak period, he does not believe that the Taoist priest can expel and eliminate the outbreak of soul poison with his fourth-level strength?
Let's see how long the Taoist can last?
As for those little guys who rely on stone magic weapons, how long can they last after years of coercion and torture.

Ten years, 20 years?

Under the pressure of darkness with no end in sight, sooner or later he would go crazy and run out, and he would grind that stone into fine pieces.

Time doesn't matter to him, he can replenish the aura of heaven and earth at any time, and continuously replenish and repair his cultivation base.

"Boy, it's still too late to surrender. This king is in a good mood, and I allow you to be my servant!"

There was a roaring dragon chant that sounded like Tianwei in the sky.

What restores the dragon soul is several consecutive attacks of rune light, which interferes with the impact pressure of Longwei, as well as a short-spirited "I pooh" to show the perseverance of the Taoist priest inside the turtle shell.

"Human boy, you have a tortoise shell that can hold on for a while, and you want to try to detoxify, but how long can your companions resist, you have to think for them, right?"

"I bother!"

"See how long will you be so stubborn? Let's spend a little time first, and I will ask after a few days."

Dragon Soul, as the party who took the initiative, had the chance to win. He seemed very magnanimous. He didn't care about the impoliteness of the other party, and he was very patient. It was completely different from the previous violent and angry.

He also understands that attacking the mind is the most important thing, disturbing the opponent's mind,

He wants to enjoy the whole victory process completely, chatting to pass the dull and long dark days.

Wen Zijin, who is well aware of the style of the temple master, has listened to the dialogue between the old dragon and the temple master, and has already determined that the temple master has found a way to remove the dragon's saliva and soul poison. Harmful? If you are poisoned by the soul, how many days will it take to detoxify?"

In the environment of the ubiquitous Longwei raging, the donkey let go of part of the lightning protection on his body with ease.

He wanted to know an approximate time for exercising various parts of the body.

Tu Kun was very speechless, "Lu Zijin, come closer, I'll spit on your face first."

Can't the donkey guy expect something good from him?

Lezi couldn't help laughing out loud, married a former water god empress as his wife, and turned into a great husband.

Now he is not afraid of the majesty of the master, and he can joke and get along with each other easily like a friend.

Lu Zijin let out a donkey laugh, so what if he did it on purpose? The sound transmission urged: "Old man, idle is idle. Tell me, what method does the temple master use to detoxify and how long does it take? We probably have some thoughts in our hearts. A number."

"I can't guess what method the viewer uses to detoxify. The viewer has too many cards in his hand. Every time he thinks he has all the cards..."

When Tu Kun said this, he suddenly stopped, as if thinking of a possibility.

No wonder the temple master didn't want people to see it, especially the old dragon.

"Hey, old man, don't talk half a word. Your behavior is a bit like an old cripple talking about ancient times. At a critical moment, come and say, "Let's listen to the next chapter to break it down, it's very hateful."

Lu Zijin urged dissatisfied.

Tu Kun seized the opportunity to reprimand Transsion, "Move your donkey's head, there is someone under the temple master..."

"Uh uh, I understand, the temple master asked Bai Wuchang to come and detoxify him."

Lu Zijin suddenly realized, and then he shook his head and disagreed: "No, you can think of a way, but that shrewd old dragon like a ghost can't think of it? I heard that ten years ago, the temple master summoned and invited Bai Wuchang to come to help deal with it. The old dragon, as a result, Boss Bai didn’t even dare to fart when he came, he pretended to be deaf and dumb, he didn’t fight back when he scolded, he let the old dragon smash the projection.”

He hit the nail on the head and came to the conclusion of the sound transmission, "So the old dragon guessed that the boss would not dare to intervene in the cause and effect between them. Haha, old man, your earth spirit brain is no better than my donkey head?"

Tu Kun looked at the donkey with admiration, and was not annoyed, and praised through sound transmission: "Lu Zijin, after all, is indeed the king of demons who control a piece of land. If you think about it, you can draw inferences about it, that's amazing!"

"Haha, I love the words of the earth protector. "

The donkey grinned strangely.

Tu Kun thought for a moment, then continued to transmit the sound transmission: "If I accidentally got the ambergris soul poison, I will immediately abandon that part of the spirit body. For our earth spirit clan, as long as it is not poisoned by the soul core, The danger of soul poison can be removed at any time. I really can't guess what method the temple master uses to remove the poison."

He looked at Yang Shuilan, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, with blue water shining on her body.

Yang Shuilan shook her head: "The viewer is very scheming... No, the viewer is resourceful and has a lot of cards, and I can't guess the way to detoxify the viewer." She added, "Judging from the way the viewer behaves, he will try to help us delay. The time is estimated to be three to two months, everyone, seize the opportunity to accept the training of Longwei."

Several people suddenly fell into silence, no longer distracted to communicate.

Time passed day by day, the darkness was still there, and the howling wind was still oppressive.

The tortoise shell is as immovable as a mountain, and the yellow mist has not changed much.

Occasionally, rune lights flickered on the black giant chain, which became more irregular than before. Sometimes there was no movement for a long time, and sometimes it attacked several times in a row.

Dragon Soul would break the silence every ten days and half a month, asking a few nonsense questions, but never got an answer.

As the coercion continued to increase, the spiritual energy in the two locations under the black gas mill was increasingly exhausted, and it was completely cut off after two months. The dragon soul used means to expend cultivation to turn the besieged place into a place of elementary forbidden law. .

Several people in the rocky valley said "hehe".

In the words of Lu Zijin Yanwen, "It's exactly what I want."

The forbidden area formed by the dragon soul using the aura of dragon majesty is completely different from the secluded land in Moling where he once roamed. It is very thorough, and here he can use a small part of the demon power, and he can take out the elixir in the storage space and swallow it.

What the old dragon meant was to use this desperate plan to make them panic.

The elixir will eventually run out one day, forcing them to mess up and even kill each other.

However, the donkey is worried that the difficulty of tempering is too gentle. His body is far beyond other people, so he can't exercise to his heart's content. The old dragon just sent him a pillow when he was dozing off. What a dragon.

In the blink of an eye, more than two months passed.

The tortoise shell was still standing upright in the black air. It had been several days, and the dragon lock chain had not moved.

On this day, all the blackness and coercion were calmed down at once.

After resting, from being noisy to being too quiet, in a flash, the noisy dragon chant of the dragon soul did not sound, and it seemed to disappear and hide.

After a long while, the virtual mask was removed suddenly, revealing a radiant Guanzhu Zhang.

With a smile on his face, he looked at the huge mountain-like dragon skeleton in the darkness in the distance.

Dragon Soul is not stupid, Yumeng has dragged on for several months, and just a few days ago he cleaned up all the collected dragon soul silks with secret methods, which should have aroused the awareness of the old dragon, even if the soul silks that lost their spirituality, sometimes Feeling inspired, he said: "Thank you Dragon King for your generosity, I can't repay you, Zhang chanted scriptures and prayed for you!"

The palm and arm of the left hand still had faint black lines, the old man Meng Mei said very irresponsibly that it would not be a problem anyway, the residual lines remained for now, and they would gradually fade away and disappear.

He gripped the black chain tightly and focused on reciting scriptures to save the dragon soul.

The thought power amplified by the Nine Star Flowing Beads meanders through the dragon chain like lightning, piercing into the depths of the darkness.

One attack after another dazzled the eyes, burning the hidden dragon soul so painfully that it couldn't bear it.

The people at the stone depression in the valley were extremely relieved.

30 years east of the river, 30 years of the west of the river, feng shui turns, this year to my house.

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