Yusha

Chapter 183

When Snake Lao raised his shriveled palm and looked towards the mirror wheel hanging behind Master Mo's head.

All the tension and urgency on Old Snake's face disappeared, but his wrinkled old face became more ferocious, and when he looked at it again, there was only an expression of unwillingness left.

Speaking of it, the decision made by the old snake is already very decisive. Maybe it is the power of Dao fruit of the unlucky Danxia mother who has been refined, and taught him all kinds of calculations but the same bad luck.

It wasn't that he was not as prepared as Danxia's old mother, it was because he never considered that the final hurdle would be the battle between the Biyun Sea Snake and the ancient blood of the Phoenix.

So the old snake succeeded, but he also failed at the same time.

What he wants is for Mo Island Lord to step into the back of that door in a real way, so that all his body and mind, spirit, energy, spirit, Tao and Dharma, and even the tiniest thoughts and thoughts will be firmly secured. Firmly stop at the golden core realm!
It's not like now, just relying on the flash of energy to continue the golden core realm energy in the door that seems to belong to, but also doesn't seem to belong to Island Master Mo himself.

After all, it is good fortune to trick people, and it is due to luck.

In contrast to the fact that ninety-nine percent of people in this world would completely miss this opportunity in hesitation when faced with such a choice, Snake Lao's choice is already decisive and neat.

But decisiveness and agility cannot erase the shriveled essence of this dao fruit that should have been round.

Because of this, the unwilling expression on Old Snake's face became stronger and stronger.

He still intends to make amends, still intends to struggle.

So, before Dang Snake's hand was completely lowered, the mirror wheel behind Dang Mo Island's head had already appeared and dropped a large swath of blood flames.

Suddenly, in the same place, this huge snake cave seemed to be included in the center of a supreme formation at this flashing moment. In the formation that looked like a snake scale, faint auras intersected with each other. In the light of the winding, it condenses into a winding and rugged Ouroboros pattern in the shape of snake scales.

And this snake pattern included the entire seabed snake cave, and in the next moment, as the aura circled around on the magic circle, there was a crimson blood flame in every hole and gap in the snake cave. Showing off, it suddenly turned into a wave of raging flames, sweeping towards the elder She and Island Master Mo standing in the middle of the snake pattern.

However, the huge snake cave is not empty.

So, maybe that was the purpose, and maybe Shelao was careless in a hurry, these flame waves that appeared were on the way to sweep towards Shelao, and then the monster lying on the ground was about to explode. The corpses, as well as the mechanical and sluggish figures standing like stone sculptures and clay sculptures, were all engulfed in it.

That is the blood flame that hangs down, the first level of the Jindan realm.

In an instant, visible to the naked eye, those figures wrapped in the lingering blood flames were suddenly melted like ice and snow, and the outlines of the figures were instantly melted away, and then the scattered ashes and dust were all covered by that While the scorching fireworks were completely burnt into nothingness, the purest qi and blood power that contained the same source and came out of the demon veins gathered together with the blood flames.

So what is visible to the naked eye is that the mirror wheel wrapped in blood flames is always frozen, and more than ten breaths of time have passed, and the aura of island master Mo still stops behind the door, as if the real Achieved a higher level of Dao Fruit.

It's just that Old Snake understands in his heart that these are nothing but illusions. The chanting of the "Heart-eating Curse" for a long time has already taught this group of blood descendants to be completely abolished. It's just a matter of wanting to grab more background information from behind the door while this kind of Qi machine stops.

So in the next moment, the ebony snake stick in the old snake's hand was raised and lowered.

Immediately afterwards, Island Master Mo, who was already extremely stiff in body shape, was completely shackled in place in this flash. Immediately afterwards, there was a strange light coming from the fine snake scales on the part of her snake body. It suddenly appeared in the gap, and then changed into a snake-like ebony color in an instant, and then spread on Mo Island Master's body.

At the very beginning, Island Master Mo had many times of preparations and preparations for turning her face. She was not confident in her ability to even break through from the foundation-building realm to the pill-womb realm with the blessing of demon veins , she just has confidence in the Dao Fruit of the Golden Core Realm.

She is confident that if one day she can use the identity of the first Jindan cultivator in Xueshadao, and when the majestic power of luck comes, She Laohe, who was already in the same state at that time, should not be able to do it again. Take control of your own life and death with ease.

It's a pity that Island Master Mo's idea is destined to have no chance to be confirmed. Maybe, at that time, the Biyun Sea Snake Clan will really have a second Jindan Patriarch.

However, when she had never really mastered the Golden Core Dao Fruit, her demon veins were given by the old man, and her current cultivation level was given by the old man, and even the short-term maintenance of this level was given by the old man .

Naturally, taking her life was only a matter of Snake Lao's thought. Island Master Mo didn't even have time to raise the thought of resistance.

In the next moment, when the turbulent flame tide finally gathered together with the power of massive energy and blood, it seemed like a vast ocean was pouring down, easily submerging the ebony Taoist body of Island Master Mo.

And no matter what kind of wood it is, it should be a matter of course if it is ignited, calcined, and burned to ashes by fireworks.

Therefore, when the most scattered ashes and dust in the serpentine magic circle rose up, even surpassing the swaying of the fireworks, they merged into the almost boiling sea water, and went away with the surging forest.

In the original place, in the huge snake cave, this time, only the old snake remained.

Until this moment, his raised wrinkled palm finally fell down, so the scorching blood flame that originally wrapped the mirror wheel, after containing and devouring everything except the first snake elder here, the self-contained What condensed out of the blood flames was a perfectly round treasure pill.

The treasure pill is about the size of a peach pit, and the surface of the round treasure pill has staggered and layered wood grains, but when you look closely, among the fine wood grains, there are loops of ouroboros patterns all over it. winding.

Maybe it's just that the flame wave smelted the lives of so many demon snake blood descendants here, so there are so many ouroboros patterns on it; or the number of the snake patterns itself is natural, determined by the sky, for sure. There is no common sense.

But Mr. She no longer had the heart to count the number of those closely overlapping Ouroboros patterns, because the treasure pill was still changing, and this change was still making Mr. She dazzled.

Because the bloody flame that was originally converging towards the treasure pill was still burning, and in just a flash, the stacked Ouroboros patterns that were originally full of spiritual light turned into firewood and food, and once again Filled into the blood flames, maintaining the calcination of the fireworks, repeatedly tempering the treasure pill itself.

The spiritual light became more and more intense, but the treasure pill was reduced by more than half from its original size. When I looked at it again, in the calcination of the blood flame, only the pure ebony color remained, without the wood grain, only With the flow of the aura, the gold-plated divine splendor disappeared in a flash.

That is the power of Dao fruit in the realm of golden core, the power of Tao fruit in the realm of abundant golden core.

At this moment, no matter how unwilling the old snake was, but seeing the harvest with his own eyes, seeing the manifestation of the Dao fruit power of the Jindan realm, the originally gloomy expression on his face finally disappeared He went, and gradually revealed a happy smile.

Also at this moment, when the smile on Old Sheld's face hadn't fully bloomed, his expression suddenly froze.

Immediately afterwards, Mr. Snake looked at the blood flame that was gradually disappearing into the treasure pill with a puzzled look. Among the flames, there seemed to be a flame that did not belong to the blood flame at this moment. show.
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Tingchang Mountain, inside the palace on the top of the mountain.

At this time, the huge Taoist palace became more and more empty, from the four walls to the high platform, everything became empty, only in the center of the Taoist palace, old mother Danxia and Jian Hanzhi were seen facing each other, sitting on the ground.

Both of them were solemn and solemn, it seemed that after a period of raising Danxia's old mother, her face became more bloody, and her body was no longer so bloody and bloody. The immeasurable divine splendor is condensed, there is not necessarily any opening and closing of doors, only a little bit of Danyang reflects the colorful mist and clouds, showing the seemingly perfect Danxia implication.

At the same time, Jian Hanzhi's expression was even more solemn than ever before. Even when he captured the old Daoist Qinghai on the sky that day, he had never seen Jian Hanzhi's face tense like this in that flashy attack that day. Staring at the mirror wheel of Danxia's old mother, it seems that he has glimpsed something that he wanted to see from the change of Danxia Xuanjing.

And the bamboo stick with green branches was also laid across Jian Hanzhi's knees. At this time, one hand tightly grasped a section of the bamboo stick, and the knuckles that were almost pinched turned white.

Finally, at a certain moment, Jian Hanzhi suddenly stretched out his hand, raised the green bamboo stick in his hand, and in a flash, touched the round of Danyang hanging in the mirror wheel of Danxia's old mother.

In an instant, it seemed that following Jian Hanzhi's point, endless fireworks fell, as if a mountain fire burst out. In an instant, the blazing flames enveloped the figures of Jian Hanzhi and Danxia's old mother.

But when you look carefully, above the red fireworks, in every bit of flickering and swaying flames, there are extremely numerous and supreme talisman arrays, and at the same time, these talisman arrays are in harmony with each other again. Intertwined, so the fireworks that engulfed the two of them were regarded as a whole, and manifested into a more supreme and lofty talisman array.

In the next moment, it seemed that the flames suddenly appeared, and it seemed that the spiritual light was condensed, but the two people wrapped in it felt that the world was turned upside down suddenly, and the originally solid hall suddenly began to become illusory, the light and shadow shattered, and the reality and reality reversed. In an instant, all the scenes in the Taoist hall disappeared, and besides the lingering fire, there was only a deep and faint blue color like the bottom of the sea.

And at the other end of the pure blue that seems to be flowing, there is the snake elder who is staring at the treasure pill in his hand with a confused expression, his body and spirit almost frozen in this flash.

So, there was no more staring or talking, and there was a tacit understanding in the same place. Mother Danxia picked up the hollowed-out jade pot in her hand, and Jian Hanzhi even straightened out the green branch bamboo stick in her hand.

They are descendants of Danqing Yuanzong.

Danqing, Danqing.

It has always been, Dan is in front of Qing! ——
See Yuyi by the fence of Jinjing, and sleep on a cold branch of a plane tree.The prince of Wuling pity Wencai, painting and embroidering clothes with beautiful women.

Drink and peck at the top of Pengshan Mountain, and smoke fly down the Forbidden City in autumn.Once Nongyu was returned to the cloud, Jin Sui opened the twelfth floor obliquely.

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