Chapter 882 (1/2)

As Hongjun Daozu said, he was also very interested in looking at the blood marks pulled out by the rolling of Guiguzi in his palm, and even some deep wounds began to drip the unique golden blood of Hongjun Daozu.

This kind of blood, even when half shrouded's evil gas was corroded, was not hurt to drip out. On the contrary, it was easily pricked out of the original blood by this siunlike who didn't know where it came from.

That's strange. That's strange.

So the strange Taoist ancestor Hongjun said to himself: ”why can you easily hurt my origin when you are the same soul from abroad and the same small and weak?”

According to the cultivation accomplishments that Guiguzi has been dragged over, the death is a degree between luojinxian and Jinxian.

It is reasonable that even the skin of Taoist Hongjun can't hurt the practitioners of this level.

But the ghost millet, transformed into a plant body, seems to be very easy to cause damage to his body.

What's wrong?

Or is the exclusion of extraterritorial souls from the world the reason why they can ignore defense and attack at will?

Just as Hongjun Daozu deduced in his heart why all this was going on, Guiguzi, who was pinched in his hand, burst out a harsh laugh.

His single branch had already turned into a ferocious group at this time, and blocked the rear, left and right directions of Hongjun Taoist ancestor like thorns.

The only front end with the caliber exposed, at this time, the bright white bone broadsword has been cut off.

Guiguzi is waiting for this moment. All his actions are to entangle and divert the attention of Hongjun Daozu, and strive to make the thunder blow of banzharo play a full role.

Unfortunately... ”Ding” after a crisp collision, Hongjun Daozu didn't even use his other hand, so he tightly blocked banzharo's inevitable attack.

At this time, between Hongjun Daozu and banzharo, a glittering plate floated on the stem.

And even if this plate was the magic weapon of the gods, blind Gu Zheng recognized its true face at a glance.

This is the lucky jade dish, a plate shape. It can trace back time on the top and accelerate time on the bottom. It is the companion magic weapon of Hongjun Daozu, whose fate, cause and effect are all in one place.

This magic weapon, fearing that it is not tall enough and the people who see it cannot recognize its origin, carves the word ”creation” on the top of its disc-shaped bearing. When it emits the light of the treasure, it will play the word ”creation” many times.

It's like an LED screen with small advertisements, not to mention how eye-catching.

Naturally, knowing what it was, Gu Zheng turned his head and continued to move forward, feeling deeply worried about the fate of Guiguzi and banzhara.

Now Hongjun Daozu finally took out the last treasure at the bottom of his box. I think this senseless war must be over.

But who would have thought that the half shrouded who was stopped by the knife was holding his white bone knife and smiling at the indifferent Hongjun Taoist Zu in front of him.

After this gloomy smile, a shocked, confused and unbelievable expression suddenly appeared on the face of Hongjun Daozu, who had no expression. For the first time, he widened his eyes and looked at it squarely. In front of him, the half zharo split who had never paid attention to it, and Guiguzi who had caused incredible damage to him in his hand.

”You, when did you join hands!!”

Yeah, didn't he just find out?

How did these two distinct species, which do not belong to the same world, secretly reach a joint agreement under their own eyes?

What kind of harm did Hongjun Daozu do to him when he was so shocked?

Gu Zheng, who was made to turn his head again by this conversation and behavior, subconsciously looked in the direction of Hongjun Daozu behind the plate.

But he was startled by the sudden change in the field.

I don't know when the dark resentment has enveloped the Hongjun cave with clear wind and bright moon.

And the half shrouded evil Qi was nourished a little more because of this hatred of destroying heaven and earth.

The fierce ghost spirit of ghost Valley, which was transformed by the resentment, could not move Hongjun Daozu. It looked very sharp. Now it has been wrapped around his whole body layer by layer. It not only tied Hongjun Daozu tightly, but also firmly plunged into his flesh and blood and between his fascia, and it is still wrapped more and more tightly, If you don't pester him, his flesh and bones will be broken, and his blood and tendons will be separated.

No wonder Hongjun Daozu was so shocked. Gu Zheng was also shocked.

No, I have to run right away. The farther I run, the better.