I have been experimenting with medicine in the Palace of Longevity for 30 years

Chapter 198

"boom!"

It was another earth-shattering confrontation, and He Pingan was sent flying out again, while Pan Gu's phantom became more solidified.

Horrible cracks about ten feet wide appeared on the golden body of thousands of feet, covering He Ping'an's entire body. Even if he performed eight or nine profound arts, he could not recover in a short time.

Above the corner of the mouth, drops of golden blood fell onto the ground under his feet, dyeing the ground black and gold.

He Pingan took a long breath and temporarily suppressed the injury on his body. In his eyes, the golden light shone, and he looked up at the phantom of Pangu who was still tens of miles away from him.

"die!"

At this moment, behind He Ping'an, there was a sudden shout, followed by a sharp ax shadow slashing from behind.

And the phantom of Pangu, which was still in the distance, suddenly dissipated. It turned out that it was just the afterimage of the phantom of Pangu that was too fast and stayed in place.

"Shh!"

He Pingan launched the golden light vertically, dodging the deadly ax between the lightning and flint.

"I wanted to play with you for a while, but it seems that I have no chance."

He Pingan said with a smile, the corners of his mouth were bloody, but there was a gleam of confidence in his eyes.

"When you are about to die, you still dare to utter wild words, and if you strike the axe, I will destroy you completely!"

The sneer of Wuxian Zhuqing came from Pangu's phantom, and then with a thought, he summoned twelve great witches at the same time, and saw that the great witches were covered in black light, pouring all their mana into the twelve stone pillars.

Immediately, on the twelve stone pillars, a black light radiated, and an aura that seemed to have existed since ancient times covered the entire Xuanwu Cliff in an instant.

He Pingan immediately felt a strong force of restraint coming from the space around his body, and it was several times more difficult than before when turning his body.

"Is this the power of space restraint?"

He Pingan looked at Pangu Xuying suspiciously. It seemed that the other party was not affected by this breath, but was a little faster.

"Not bad!"

At this time, Wuxian Zhuqing had the chance to win, and Pangu Xuying's blurred face seemed to have a hint of complacency.

"The Great Formation of the Twelve Capitals of Gods and Gods was originally prepared for that true immortal, since you are here, it happens to be a sacrifice for the Great Formation!"

A trace of coldness flashed in Wu Xianzhuqing's eyes, he stopped talking nonsense, and when he thought of the bloody long knife on He Ping'an's body, a trace of greed flashed across his face.

Moreover, in his dream, he also discovered that He Pingan seemed to hide a lot of secrets, so if he killed him, these treasures would all be his own.

It is not impossible to break through the witch god in one fell swoop.

From then on, he no longer had to be bound by that old immortal.

"Die!"

With Pan Gu's giant ax in hand, Wuxian Zhuqing uttered a huge roar, endless power surged out, and directly threw the giant ax in his hand away dozens of miles away.

"Boom!"

Throwing the huge axe, it instantly tore open a space crack, and with an unstoppable aura, it slashed at He Pingan.

At this moment, He Ping'an's eyes narrowed. He had already suffered serious physical injuries at this time, and he must not be able to block the blow.

But it doesn't mean that he has no back tricks.

"Explode! Explode! Explode!"

Following He Pingan's roars several times, outside the formation, golden lights suddenly appeared on the twelve ancient stone pillars, and then the endless dazzling golden light and terrifying explosion power completely enveloped the twelve ancient stone pillars .

Every ray of golden light is equivalent to a full-strength attack by a transcendent monk.

Under the twelve stone pillars, before the twelve great witches could even scream, they were directly blasted into powder by the golden light, and disappeared between heaven and earth.

"Boom!"

The explosion erupted from the most vulnerable place among the twelve tough and tall stone pillars, and the sky-reaching stone pillar was broken from it. Countless rubble collapsed from mid-air and hit the ground, making a huge roar.

With the collapse of the stone pillar, the huge ax that had been struck three feet in front of He Pingan suddenly turned into phantoms and drifted away with the wind.

At this time, Pangu Xuying also had a little spiritual light all over his body. Although Wuxian Zhuqing tried his best to keep him, he still went with the wind when the breeze blew.

The Pan Gu phantom, who was still extremely powerful just now, was left on the spot at this time, with only a faintly visible and weak soul of Wu Xianzhu.

"how can that be"

Who am I and where am I?
The soul was suddenly exposed in the void, Zhuqing couldn't adapt for a while, looking around, it seemed that she still couldn't figure out what happened.

Just before he took a breath, he was so strong that he claimed to kill He Pingan with an axe.

But in the blink of an eye, the situation of the two of them suddenly changed drastically.
Until He Pingan looked at him with cold eyes, Zhu Qing's heart shivered, and he quickly said with a dry smile: "Hehe, Fellow Daoist He, listen to my explanation, there is something to discuss."

"Isn't it too late to say this now?"

He Ping'an raised his wrist, and a gray light flashed, intending to take the soul of Wuxian Zhuqing into the human book world.

"Fellow Daoist is merciful."

At this moment, a voice came from hundreds of miles away, and in just a split second, a person wearing black scales and a green python wrapped around his hands appeared on the Xuanwu Cliff.

Then he raised his staff falsely, intending to take away the soul of Wuxian Zhuqing.

He Ping'an's eyes flickered, and the gray light of the human book accelerated suddenly, before that person took away Wu Xianzhuqing's soul.

"Witch God?"

He Ping'an's eyes were shining with golden light, and his spiritual eyes were working perfectly, so he could already see that the person in front of him was just a clone.

However, the strength is unfathomable. Only the witch god who was wounded by Taizu Daxuan 500 years ago had such strength.

The stone in my heart suddenly fell down. I had just experienced a fierce battle. If the witch god himself came here, whether he could escape is another matter.

But if it is a clone of the witch god, even if he can't beat him, he can escape with the golden light of the vertical ground.

"Fellow Daoist, can you return Zhu Qing's soul to me?"

The sorcerer's avatar looked at He Pingan, with green lights flickering in his eyes, like a poisonous snake spitting out a letter.

He Pingan didn't dare to be careless at all. Although it was just a clone, it was not so easy for him at this time to deal with.

"It's not impossible to hand it back to you. I don't know what price you can pay for it?"

He Pingan looked at the clone of the witch god, and joked with a smile.

"I've seen the way of the Martial Saint's physical body cultivated by Taoist friends, but I don't know if this blood tooth rice is in line with your wishes?"

The witch god's avatar looked at He Pingan carefully for a moment, then chuckled, bluffed his right hand, and a blood-red rice grain as thick as a child's arm emerged out of thin air in his hand.

"Blood tooth rice?"

The golden light in He Ping'an's eyes flashed, and there was a hint of surprise.

The blood-red rice grain in front of him is filled with endless power of essence and blood. If he swallows the last one, his physical strength will increase a lot.

"not enough."

He Pingan shook his head, a piece of blood tooth rice, the increase in strength is limited.

"How about three?"

The Witch God's avatar turned its wrist, and above the palms of its hands, there were three blood-toothed rice floating in the air, exuding a blood-red light, which looked extremely attractive.

"Five!"

He Pingan lion opened his mouth wide.

"also may!"

The witch god clone nodded with a smile, and seemed to agree, but a strange color flashed in his eyes, then suddenly raised his hand, pointing at He Pingan with the staff across the void, a strange wave came out from the staff, and in an instant Then he rushed to He Pingan.

The green python wrapped around his hand jumped forward, and the blood-red letter kept swallowing, as if it wanted to choose someone to eat.

Do it right away, without any hesitation at all.

"Shh!"

He Ping'an's consciousness has been paying attention to the movement of the witch god's avatar, and he will no longer be easily hit by Wuxian Zhuqing's dreaming technique like before.

Seeing him make a move, the golden light moved to the extreme, and disappeared from the spot in an instant.

When it reappeared, it was already hundreds of miles away.

Now that I have just fought a battle, my physical body has not yet fully recovered. Besides, in the human book world, Wuxian Zhuqing's spirit still needs to be distracted and suppressed by myself, so there is no need to fight with the Wushen clone at this moment.

"Run away!"

The Witch God's avatar chanted strange spells, and with a slight shake of the staff, his figure turned into the purest water spiritual power between heaven and earth, and the blue light flashed, and he was already chasing He Pingan.

(End of this chapter)