Chapter 647 (1/2)
In the moment of Su Bai and Wuyue Dixian's distracted virtual shadow.
Far away in the secret world of Xianmen.
Medicine God sect.
On the top of the highest ancestral peak, behind the tall ancestral hall, is a secluded glazed hall.
This is the holy place of the whole medicine God sect, the seclusion place of the two earth immortals.
Inside the hall.
On the bluestone floor, two futons.
On the futon, there were two thin figures sitting on their knees.
In front of the two figures, it was a statue of an old man in a broad robe.
The statue of the old man has a kind face with a strange affinity, which makes people calm.
Hum!
An invisible wave came, slightly tall and thin old man, eyebrows slightly wrinkled, eyes suddenly open.
Another man, who was closing his eyes, noticed that he was waking up. He also opened his eyes and said, ”what's the matter, elder martial brother?”
”Tianxing three people, fall!”
”What?”
The old man was not ready to speak, but he saw a rush of footsteps coming from the door.
”Two elders, Tianxing elder, Tianyu elder, Tianjian elder, the three life cards are broken --”
”we already know, you step down first!”
”Laozu --”
”step down!”
The voice outside the door hesitated for a moment, but retreated quietly.
Boom!
Dressed in a black Taoist robe, Wuya Dixian, with a sense of killing, seems to be able to overturn the roof, ”Damn, damn!”
”Who on earth dares to kill the elder Shenzi of our drug God sect? I'm sure I'll capture him and burn his spirit with the real fire of land yuan!”
”Younger martial brother!”
”Don't be impatient
The green robed Wuyue immortal, with a pale face, said in a soft voice, ”this is not the time for us to be born.”
”I didn't expect that there were such demons in the secular world. They could kill Tian Xing and his cultivation would never be weaker than that of the immortals!”
”What's more, I just felt that when I was refining chongjun pagoda, I left a trace of Benming spirit that had been stimulated to wake up. By means of my Benming spirit, plus chongjun pagoda, I can fight against a real Dixian strongman. Let me try this man's real strength first!”
The black robed earth immortal without cliff looks cold and hums coldly: ”this man has taken the green wood God cauldron I left to zikang. If possible, kill this man and take back the green wood God cauldron!”
Wuyue Dixian shook his head: ”although my soul distraction is powerful, it may not be his opponent! And across the small world barrier, I can't get in touch with the spirit distraction. It depends on whether I can come back alive! ”
They were silent for a moment.
If even the spirit of Wuyue Dixian is not the opponent of SuBai, then yaoshenzong is really confronted with a great enemy!
An immortal in the world, even if it is placed in jiuyu fairy kingdom, is also a giant! Even if it is the medicine God sect, it will not easily provoke!
However, if you become an enemy, you must kill as soon as possible!
……
Su Bai doesn't know what happened in yaoshenzong.
Even the spirit of this Wuyue Dixian is distracted.
The Zhongjun tower is a magic weapon of Wuyue Dixian. When he was refining it, in order to improve his control over the tower, he cut a trace of his own soul and refined it into the Zhongjun tower.
If it wasn't for Su Bai's forced refining of the tower, it would not activate his soul.
How can su Bai let go of a top-quality artifact?
Boom!
The whirl of heaven and earth, the moment of his hand.
The vitality between heaven and earth is surging wildly, and in an instant, it comes out of the palm of the hand.
The green handprint, like the sapphire and glass, is enlarged in the blink of an eye and covers the sky.
With the whole space, it seems to be solidified and forbidden.
Su Bai under the giant palm, the body is like a swamp, there is no way to retreat!