Chapter 549 is here


    As soon as the golden body and magic appearance appeared, the spiritual power flowed across the board, the momentum was unresolved, the empty face was neither sad nor happy, and the golden body pointed at the horrified son with one finger.


    With one finger, it is amazingly powerful.


    The face of the Holy Son was twisted under the force, his limbs gradually broke, and his flesh and blood gradually blurred.


    But in just a moment, it was as intact as before.


    Between his eyebrows, the blood marks lit up, emitting a deep and dark luster.


    At the same time, a huge blood-colored figure appeared behind the Holy Son.


    This figure looks like a **** man soaked in dirty blood, with his qi and blood tumbling, his soul-catching and his power is terrifying.


    This is a blood-colored Dharma image!


    It is the cave blood shadow of the Demonic Patriarch.


    It is also a talisman!


    It is a powerful life-saving talisman similar to the "Native Eternal Life Talisman"!


    Bai Zisheng took advantage of the Holy Son''s unpreparedness and approached secretly, and then broke his own immortal immortal talisman, triggering the golden body magic image, and wanted to completely kill this Demonic Holy Son!


    And with one finger on the Dharma, the life of the Holy Son is hanging in a thread.


    The life-saving talisman between the Holy Son''s forehead was also forced to inspire, confronting the golden body technique, protecting his life.


    One "life" exchanges for another "life".


    One talisman is broken and one talisman is broken.


    Dali Mountains.


    The righteous golden body and Dharma appearance are connected with the demon blood-color Dharma appearance, and the fingers and palms are connected, and the sky collapses and the earth is broken.


    Golden and blood-colored spiritual power swept the world.


    The mountains collapsed, the plants and trees were pulled upside down, the soil and petroleum turned into powder, the monsters were affected and crushed into ashes.


    Bai Zixi was still standing in front of Mo Hua.


    The remaining power of the immortal talisman follows Bai Zixi''s wishes and protects Mo Hua and Aunt Xue not far away.


    Ink paintings were not affected.


    He stood in a daze, looking at the two Dharma figures, and was shocked inexplicably.


    "This is...a real monk..."


    "Moving mountains and seas, destroying the world..."


    "This is the true cultivation level of heaven and earth..."


    “Dongxu Realm…”


    In Mo Hua''s eyes, there was both shock and longing, and at the same time, she couldn''t help but shake her little hand.


    One day, he will also hold the power to reverse the world.


    Flip your hands to cover the sky and turn your hands to flatten the ground!


    By then, no one dares to plot against his master, and no one dares to bully his junior brother and senior sister! No one dares to hurt the people they cherish!


    …


    The law clashed, but for only this moment, it was earth-shaking.


    After a moment, the thunder clouds in the sky returned.


    The second time of heavenly tribulation has arrived.


    The scarlet thunder came to the sky, as if with cold anger, erasing the righteous golden body and the demon blood-colored Dharma image together!


    Everything returned to peace...


    …


    Before this, when the immortal talisman was broken for the first time.


    The secrets of heaven here have been stirred up.


    The blockade of the secret lock of the secret of the underworld was wiped out by the thunder of the catastrophe, and the secret of the heaven was leaked out, and the cause and effect can be seen.


    The huge fluctuations of spiritual power generated by the golden body Dharma also spread from the mountain to the outside, causing the monk to shake.


    Thousands of miles away, leaving Yuancheng.


    A middle-aged white-robed monk felt the breaking of the first natal immortal talisman, and also felt the fluctuations of the Dharma image of the Cave Void Realm, and his heart trembled. He accidentally pinched the teacup in his hand to pieces.


    "Birth...Eternal Life Talisman?"


    "Broken...break?!"


    Even though his late-stage Jindan cultivation level was at a high position for two hundred years, no matter how cunning he was, his face was instantly pale.


    He is the chief officer of Daotingsi of Liyuan City.


    Liyuan City is the largest immortal city in the entire Dalishanzhou area.


    The Daotingsi in Liyuan City is also the Daotingsi, the largest, most monks and the highest authority in the entire Dalishan Prefecture.


    His commander is responsible for the safety of the entire Dalishan Prefecture.


    The greatest power and the greatest responsibility.


    But now, at this moment, while drinking tea, he felt the fluctuations of the virtual Dharma image of the cave.


    And, a natal immortal talisman was broken...


    The monk in white robe felt cold in his heart and bitter in his mouth.


    "Which family''s little ancestor is this? He went to Dalishan to play for nothing, and even broke his immortal talisman..."


    Then is an ordinary talisman?


    Can those who can plant the talisman of immortality be ordinary families?


    Can those who can be planted with the talisman of immortality be ordinary disciples?


    Without the crisis of life and death, can the immortal talisman be broken?


    What does this mean?


    Show that there are very problems with public security in Dalishanzhou!


    If there is any problem, he, the chief chief of the state, will definitely be blamed!


    Black iron lumps are pressed against the forehead, either a pot is a pot!


    Those big families will not listen to your explanation. Someone will take the blame and someone will always bear the anger.


    This is just that the immortal talisman is broken.


    If this little ancestor who has been planted with the immortal talisman has another three long and two shorts...


    The monk with white robe looked pale and immediately stood up and said sternly:


    “Come!”


    A steward came in and bowed, "What are the instructions of the steward?"


    The white-robed monk looked at the direction of the fluctuation of spiritual power, compared with the pattern of Dalishanzhou, and calculated it slightly in his mind, and it was vague. It took him a long time to remember a name:


    Leaving the mountain city…


    "Telection to Lishancheng Daotingsi and ask what happened there?"


    "yes."


    The sergeant took the order and walked on. After a cup of tea, he broke back and said with a serious expression:


    "Zhengsi, there is no reply from the other side of Lishancheng..."


    The white-robed monk frowned, "No reply?"


    He became angry and cursed: "I dereliction of duty? I am so negligent and lazy, I am actually..."


    The white-robed monk was suddenly stunned and his heart was slightly chilled.


    No reply...


    Is it not to reply, or...no one can reply?


    Daotingsi, who is away from the mountain city, will not encounter any accidents...


    Under the Taoist court, it is impossible to have a bright world...


    Who can have such courage?


    The white-robed monk''s face was as deep as water, and then ordered:


    "Send the order, within one stick of incense, all the deputy chief officers and officers of the Jindan stage in Liyuan City will come to see me!"


    "All! No one can afford any excuses!"


    "A stick of incense, who dares not come? Get out of Daotingsi immediately!"


    The Chief Secretary was shocked when he heard this, and it was definitely not a trivial matter to know this.


    This was the first time he saw the palm of the palm that was not invisible with joy and anger, showing such a stern expression.


    The chief officer immediately passed the order.


    In one stick of incense, all the Jindan monks in the Daoting Session of Liyuan City gathered in front of the white-robed monks.


    They looked solemn, mixed with confusion.


    "Zhengsi, what happened?"


    The white-robed monk waved his hand, "Go with me immediately and go to the mountain city!"


    "Go all?" A deputy chief officer was stunned.


    The white-robed monk thought for a moment and clicked a golden elixir monk, "You stay and sit down and everyone else will go."


    Everyone looked at each other.


    The deputy chief officer still couldn''t help asking, "Zhengshi, what happened?"


    The white-robed monk was upset, but when he saw that everyone looked confused, he still said concisely:


    "There is a talisman of immortality that is broken, let''s go and take a look."


    "Native immortality talisman?!"


    Everyone was shocked and talked:


    "What is that?"


    "Tactics?"


    “Is that important?”


    "Is it worth mobilizing so many people?"


    …


    The monk in white robe was speechless.


    Liyuan City is still relatively remote after all. Although these Jindan monks have good origins, most of them are from small families and small sects. They don’t know much about this true great inheritance.


    "Zhengsi, is there something wrong with the matter?" someone said in a tactful tone.


    What a big deal can a talisman cause to mobilize all the top-level golden elixir monks in the Dalishanzhou realm, the largest Daotingsi, and all the top-level golden elixir monks?


    The deputy chief officer said, "I don''t understand it:


    "Zhengsi, is this immortal talisman so important?"


    The white-robed monk was angry and could only grit his teeth and said with hatred:


    "You guys know nothing!"


    "I can only tell you that a talisman of immortality is more expensive than my life! His! Mom! It''s expensive! Heavy!"


    As soon as this statement came out, everyone changed their color.


    Only then did they realize that this matter might be much more serious than they thought.


    "Don''t talk nonsense!" said the white-robed monk, "Put on the Taoist robe, bring magic weapons, prepare all the elixirs, and set off now!"


    "yes!"


    Everyone looked solemn and said in a deep voice.


    The white-robed monk nodded. He was about to say something, but suddenly felt something. His heart was thrust and his eyes widened in horror.


    The deputy chief officer hesitated and pointed to the distance, and said unconsciously:


    "Zhengsi, the immortal talisman is broken, what does it look like..."


    The white-robed monk suddenly turned around, took a look, and his legs became weak and almost stopped.


    The golden light spreads across the sky in the distance, and the aura is terrifying.


    "One...breaked?"


    No, not only...


    The monk in white robe looked closely.


    In the distant horizon, there was a golden light and a red light, competing against each other.


    Although it is far apart and cannot be seen in detail, this thick breath is clearly... two Dharma images?


    And among them, the blood shadow...is the magic cave empty? !


    Demonic...


    Eternal Life and Immortal Talisman? !


    In just a short period of time, two talismans of immortality were broken, and one talisman of immortality in the Demonic Way was broken?


    "What the **** happened to this...?"


    The white-robed monk looked shocked.


    …


    And further away, Daozhou and the central Daoting.


    Tianshu Pavilion.


    The Ge Lao plays chess with the supervisor.


    Old Master Ge''s hair was completely white and his face was old, but his eyes were deep. The hair was half white, his face was like a jade-like man, and his eyes were humble.


    The two made alternate moves.


    In a moment, anxious footsteps came out of the door.


    A disciple of Tianshu Pavilion hurriedly ran outside the door, stopped his steps again, suppressed his anxiety and knocked on the door respectfully.


    The old man ignored him and played chess himself.


    The disciples outside the sect were anxious, but they could only wait respectfully.


    The supervisor couldn''t stand it anymore, so he whispered: "Gei..."


    The old master came to his senses, sighed slightly, looked away from the chessboard, and slowly said, "Come in."


    The disciple heard Lun''s voice, although he was anxious, he still walked in the door lightly and did not make any sound.


    He bent over and presented a jade slip to the cabinet master, saying respectfully:


    "Ge Lao, I calculated it. It is in the third-grade Dalishanzhou border, Lishancheng..."


    "Um."


    The old man nodded slightly, but there was no other instructions.


    The disciple was at a loss for a moment.


    The supervisor had no choice but to shake his head, took the jade slip, and said to the disciple:


    "Ge Lao knows, you can continue to pass on the message. This matter has been planned for a long time and has a constitution. Do whatever you should do..."


    The disciple breathed a sigh of relief and respectfully refused. The supervisor hesitated for a moment, looked at the content of the jade slip in his hand, and was slightly moved, "The secret lock of the secret of the underworld..."


    "The blood banner is closed, and the magic sword is hanging on its life?"


    "The immortal talisman... is broken..."


    "Immortal Talisman...the Holy Son of the Demonic Way?"


    …


    The supervisor muttered silently, his expression changed, and he couldn''t help but shout, "Gei..."


    "Yes." The old man replied lightly.


    The supervisor looked at the old master and looked surprised, "Did you know it long ago?"


    The old man stared at the chessboard wholeheartedly, without turning his eyes on it, and did not answer.


    The supervisor said carefully:


    "Shangguan family, Yun family, Daoxuanmen... I asked you to calculate a few days ago. You can''t figure it out, are you perfunctory?"


    "Did you... have known about leaving the mountain city for a long time?"


    "you…"


    The old master raised his head and said unhappily: "Why are you not focused on playing chess?"


    The supervisor was stunned and couldn''t help but smile bitterly.


    The wind and clouds rise, and the fairy weapon floats and rises.


    Is it time to play chess?


    The old master shook his head and sighed, "You can''t do this, you are impatient and have no determination. You will never make progress in your life when playing chess..."


    The supervisor silently looked at the chessboard.


    On the chessboard, he had already "eated" most of the chess pieces.


    At this point, it was because he took into account the appearance of the elder''s father and couldn''t bear to take action and gave it to him many children.


    Although I say so, I am not very respectful.


    But as we all know, the masters of Tianshu Pavilion are famous for their "stinky chess basket".


    Now the cabinet master said that he "will never make progress in his life when playing chess." He is a bit true, and I don''t know what to say...


    Ji Zhengxin was a little tired, but he still asked helplessly: "Are you not in a hurry at all?"


    "What''s the hurry?" The old man looked indifferent.


    "Of course it''s...Daoxuanmen and others..."


    A chill suddenly flashed in the old man''s eyes.


    "Are you in a hurry to let them die?"


    The surveillance officer was stunned and his eyes gradually became solemn, "Did you do something?"


    The old master completely lost the interest in playing chess, left a piece of his body, "sending" all his pieces, and said coldly:


    "Not count, it''s for their own good."


    "If you don''t count, they won''t die."


    "If you think it''s slower, they''ll die slowly."


    The words of the Master Ge are meaningful.


    The surveillance officer''s eyes sterned, "Are you really so dangerous?"


    The elders don’t comment.


    Ji Zheng said in confusion: "Did you tell me about these, the Shangguan family, and the people from the Daoxuan Sect?"


    “No need to make a mistake…”


    The old master shook his head, and he boredly fiddled with the chess pieces on the chessboard, "I didn''t believe it. I probably thought I was exaggerating and thought I had other plans, but I would blame me instead."


    "So I can drag it if I can..."


    The old master sighed, "I am old and confused. How can I calculate so fast and so accurate?"


    "Then they..."


    "Life and death are fate, let it go." The old master said calmly, then glanced at the supervisor and said slowly, "I will not think that I will die before the moths flew into the flames."


    "Can you stop moths from going to the fire?"


    The supervisor frowned, "Is this really so dangerous?"


    The old master silently took back the chess piece and returned the chessboard to the position. "Not everyone can play chess, and not everyone can play this game..."


    The supervisor looked solemn and nodded.


    The Ge Lao said that this matter affects the secret of heaven and is too important to avoid rushing into this muddy water easily.


    But the supervisor vaguely felt that the Master’s words were just a pun, which was also connoting himself.


    I feel sorry for not being worthy of playing chess with him.


    Please, you are so good at chess…


    The supervisor shook his head, pondered for a moment, and then said, "The Taoist court has countless capable people and many geniuses have emerged, so there are no more..."


    "genius?"


    The old master''s eyes were slightly cold, "What is a genius?"


    This sentence stopped the supervisor.


    He originally wanted to say, "He has excellent spiritual roots, extremely smart, talented, and amazing talent", but when he said that, he felt it was too simple.


    This is obviously impossible to mean in the words of the old lady.


    The old master seemed to not want to answer the supervisor, but his eyes were far away and sighed softly:


    "What''s the use of seizing the benefits of the world and seeking one''s own selfishness, no matter how talented one is, what''s the use of?"


    “The more ''geniuses'' there are, the more corrupt the Dao Court is, and the more collapse the world of cultivation is…”


    The supervisor was puzzled, but the cabinet master didn''t say much.


    There was a little silence above the attic.


    The supervisor thought about it and asked, "Gei Master, the student still doesn''t understand. If he really wades into this muddy water, what''s the danger?"


    The old master looked obscure and asked back, "Who are we calculating?"


    The supervisor hesitated and said, "Mr. Zhuang?"


    "Do you think this kid named Zhuang is so easy to plot?"


    The supervisor was stunned and frowned again, "Even if he was extraordinary back then, now after so many years, his Taoist foundation is broken, can it still be so difficult?"


    The old master sneered, "He is the deadline, the secret of heaven has come, and he is unable to turn the world back, otherwise he will never end, and..."


    A trace of solemnity flashed in the Ge Lao''s eyes.


    "The most terrifying thing is actually not him, but his senior brother..."


    Ji Zheng was shocked, "You mean, weird..."


    The supervisor endured it, but still didn''t say the name. Then he shook his head again, "It''s just a demon that is planted in the heart of Tao, it''s not a top-level demon inheritance..."


    The old master glanced at him, "When should you say less big things, I can save some attention."


    The supervisor was a little disappointed.


    The old man sighed, as if he was thinking of the past, and there was a hint of palpitation in his deep eyes:


    "They are all monsters."


    "This kid named Zhuang is his senior brother, of course so is it."


    "One thought and two methods are used, and the secrets of heaven are calculating..."


    "Compared with ''countering'', you can''t count this guy named Zhuang. If you ''play'', you can''t count his senior brother."


    "You are planning to plot against the boy named Zhuang. He takes care of his mercy and will not kill him..."


    "But his senior brother is not that easy to talk to..."


    "If you really meet, you will probably be killed by all..."


    The old master''s eyes are obscure.


    The surveillance expression gradually became solemn...


    …


    Dali Mountains.


    After the heavenly tribulation, the golden light and blood light dissipated together.


    The Holy Son looked in disbelief:


    "My immortal talisman... is broken?!"


    That little devil named Bai, exchanged life for another "life", and forcibly destroyed my immortal talisman? !


    Who are these people?


    Is your mother using the talisman of the birth of immortality?


    This is the immortal talisman!


    It’s a life!


    The saint''s heart was filled with anger, and a mouthful of blood was blocked in his throat. He couldn''t even vomit, and he couldn''t swallow it.


    The mountains and forests are overturned and the surroundings are in a mess.


    Bai Zisheng was very sorry to see that he did not kill the Holy Son.


    Only then did he realize that this **** saint also has life-saving things like "Eternal Life Talisman".


    But everyone is the same, neither lose nor make a profit.


    Bai Zisheng retreated to Mo Hua and Bai Zixi.


    The Holy Son looked at the three of them viciously, and his anger surged, "Damn it! I will not let you go by breaking my ''Immortal Talisman''!"


    Bai Zisheng snorted coldly, "You are dead, what can you do to us?"


    Bai Zixi''s immortality talisman was shattered, and the golden body and magic image killed five golden elixir demon cultivators.


    Bai Zisheng inspires the immortal talisman, and although he does not deliberately kill, his magical appearance is powerful, and the golden elixir demon cultivator swept over is still indestructible.


    There are still a few demon cultivators left, who were affected by the "Immortal Talisman" of the Holy Son and died.


    More than a dozen golden elixir demon cultivators have almost all been destroyed.


    Two or three left, lying on the ground, not knowing life or death.


    When Bai Zisheng approached the Holy Son, he found that the spiritual power fluctuations he had transmitted were only in the late stage of foundation building, and it was not even the golden elixir.


    Without the devil''s leg, he is alone with a saint, so what can he do?


    Therefore, Bai Zisheng was not afraid and even wanted to scold the Holy Son a few more words.


    But Mo Hua immediately said, "Go away!"


    Bai Zisheng was stunned and then realized that now is not the time to speak out.


    Bai Zixi also nodded.


    The three of them looked at each other and were about to set off when they heard the sage sneer in their ears:


    "Do you want to leave? Can you leave?"


    Before the Holy Son finished speaking, the breath in the forest suddenly changed.


    A powerful demonic energy suddenly descended and fell around the Holy Son.


    The demonic energy dissipated, revealing all kinds of demon cultivators with fierce eyes.


    Moreover, it is all the Golden Pill Demon Cultivators!


    They were wearing the same blood-colored Taoist robe, like people from the same demon sect.


    The leader is an old demon with a late-stage Jindan cultivation, with a wrinkled face and a hunched body, and he saluted to the Holy Son:


    "The old slave is late to save the car. Please forgive me for your sins!"


    Dali Mountain was blocked by the demon cultivator.


    The huge movement of the Dharma image just now attracted reinforcements from the demon cultivators.


    More than twenty great Jindan demon cultivators stood behind the Holy Son, only following his horse''s head.


    The Holy Son smiled grimly, then looked cold and looked at Mo Hua and others:


    "Today, no one of you can leave!"


    "I will break my immortal talisman, I will pay the price!"


    The Holy Son glanced at Bai Zisheng and Bai Zixi and sneered, "I gave you the face of the Bai family before and asked you to leave, but you insisted on overestimating your ability and going against me..."


    "Now your immortality talisman is broken. Without the power to protect yourself, it will be all the fish on my chopping board!"


    "I see, how can you escape?"


    In his eyes, there was anger, jealousy, and a hint of obscure greed.


    A group of demons, with ferocious expressions and eyeing them covetously.


    Aunt Xue gritted her teeth and protected her three children behind her.


    But her figure is extremely thin, and her beautiful eyes cannot hide her despair.


    In front of Jindan’s demon cultivator, Mo Hua also pursed his lips tightly, feeling very weak.


    The difference in cultivation is too great!


    He frowned tightly. While he was thinking hard, he was stunned. He slowly turned his head and looked at the intersection to the west. His eyes trembled and his hair was standing on his body.


    Bai Zixi noticed the strangeness of the Mo Hua and turned to look at it. But the intersection was empty and desolate, and there was nothing.


    Seeing this, the Holy Son sneered. Just as he was about to say something, he heard the old demon in the blood robe behind him reminded him with a serious expression:


    "Son of the Holy Son, someone is here..."


    The Holy Son''s expression was solemn and his eyes were dull.


    There was a dead silence around.


    After several more breaths, the other Golden Pill Demon Cultivators realized something abnormal and turned to look at the intersection to the west.


    There was no one at the intersection.


    After a while, the sound was heavy and light, and the steps seemed to be deep and shallow.


    A figure gradually appeared at the intersection.


    He was sloppy, stained with mud, dirty, and stiff. He was wearing a Taoist robe that seemed to be taken off a dead man and was not suitable for him!


    ?This chapter is 6,000 words, rounding it up is about the same as I''ve added updates, hehe~


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