Prehistoric: From the descendant of the demon ancestor to the first demon in ancient and modern time

Chapter 625: The Bored Demon is bored and wants to have some fun
"What fellow Taoist said is absolutely true. Please follow me."

Upon hearing that Zhao Gongming was in danger, Wen Zhong did not dare to talk nonsense and quickly led Tong Xuanzi towards where Zhao Gongming was.

Where Zhao Gongming lives

As soon as he got close to this place, Tongxuanzi smelled a stench that was even worse than that of a cesspit that had been accumulated for hundreds of years.

The handsome face covered by the cloud frowned slightly, and then he closed his sense of smell. If he couldn't smell it, he would be fine.

Striding into the tent, he saw Zhao Gongming lying weakly on the bed, his whole body exuding an unspeakable stench, his magic power was almost exhausted, his Yuan Shen's light was dim, and his condition was extremely bad.

The majestic Luo Jinxian, who was considered the overlord in such a vast world, was tortured like this by the Seven Arrows Book, which was extremely tragic.

Tong Xuanzi sighed secretly, his eyes glowed with strange light, and he carefully checked Zhao Gongming's situation. The next second, he frowned unconsciously.

Zhao Gongming's situation was more troublesome than he expected. The curse of the Seven Arrows Book not only damaged Zhao Gongming's physical body, but also consumed Zhao Gongming's magic power and weakened Zhao Gongming's soul.

It was more like a poisonous insect that gnawed at the spiritual will. It did not erode Zhao Gongming's self-awareness. When Zhao Gongming's consciousness disappeared, it was when Zhao Gongming fell.

Tong Xuanzi couldn't help but admire the Seven Arrows Book. It could torture a flawless Daluo Jinxian to death. Such a terrifying secret technique was rare in the entire world.

"Fellow Taoist Zhao Gongming is cursed by the secret magic of the demon clan. Without the power to reach the heavens, it will be difficult for him to return to his peak state. However, since I take action, I am borrowing my life from heaven, and I will definitely keep Taoist Zhao Gongming safe."

The lost soul of Zhao Gongming was gathered in the straw man on the altar set up by the Seven Arrows Book. It is not easy to get it back.

On the side, Wen Zhong became even more anxious when he saw Tong Xuanzi was silent, and asked worriedly: "Do you have any cure, fellow Taoist?"

Daluo Jinxian is just a person. To ordinary people, he is indeed so powerful that it takes a lifetime to look up and worship him. However, in the eyes of someone who is comparable to a saint, Daluo Jinxian is just like that. He can kill a large number of people with just a raise of his hand.

Zhao Gongming came out of the mountain upon his invitation. He did not want Zhao Gongming to perish here, otherwise he would not be able to face his fellow disciples in the future.

But this was not difficult for Tong Xuanzi.

As he spoke, he waved the jade whisk lightly, and a ray of glow enveloped Zhao Gongming's body, dispelling the stench from Zhao Gongming's body due to the damage to his physical body.

Then, another celestial light flew out and fell into Zhao Gongming's purple mansion, protecting his dim soul and blocking the erosion of the curse of the Seven Arrows Book of Nails.

With a pretentious shout, the Cang Lei Fairy Sword was unsheathed from behind, and the bright thunder light flashed continuously, as if it was the anger from God. The blade of the sword turned and easily tore through the void, opening a space passage directly into Xiqi City.

The immortals of Chanjiao are not idiots, so how can they watch the straw man being snatched away? The current Xiqi must be a dragon's pond and a tiger's den. Daluo Jinxian can't even think of coming out safe and sound after entering it.

"The Nailhead Seven Arrows Book is indeed one of the most secret techniques of the demon clan. It is indeed extraordinary."

However, protecting Zhao Gongming's body and spirit can only ensure that Zhao Gongming will not die. If Zhao Gongming is to be fully restored, he must destroy the altar where the Seven Arrows of Nails are performed and regain the lost origin of his spirit.

"drink"

Someone with the skin of Tong Xuanzi seems to be obsessed with showing his saints in front of others recently, he said in an arrogant tone.

Upon seeing this, Wen Zhong quickly took a few steps back, his footsteps light and silent, for fear of disturbing this Taoist friend from showing off his magical powers.

"What a master!"

Feeling that Tong Xuanzi's aura was slightly stronger than that of Zhao Gongming, Wen Zhong sighed with emotion and couldn't help but feel happy. It must not be difficult for such a strong person to take action to save Zhao Gongming, and he does not have to worry that once Zhao Gongming dies, he will no longer be able to hang out in Jiejiao.

Of course, Wen Zhong was also a little bit naive, thinking about how to persuade Tong Xuanzi to help the Yin Shang attack Xiqi.

If an immortal master who is only stronger than Zhao Gongming takes action, even if he cannot defeat Xiqi, he can still give the shameless Chanjiao a head-on blow.

Tongxuanzi ignored Wen Zhong's ups and downs, and directly stretched out his hand into the space passage, like a fisherman fishing for fish in the sea, and grabbed what he needed.

In fact, with his cultivation, he could get what he needed in front of him in an instant with just a thought, but he was here to have fun this time, so of course he wanted to do something new.

For a moment, he had everything he wanted, and it was really no fun at all. He had long been tired of it.

Inside Xiqi City
Where the nail-headed seven-arrow calligraphy altar is set up, the Chanjiao immortals headed by Ran Deng Taoist are standing ready to prevent anyone from robbing the straw man or destroying the nail-headed seven-arrow calligraphy altar.

When Tongxuanzi arrived at the Yin Shang military camp, he made a huge noise, with colorful clouds rolling in, six clouds rising into the sky, and all kinds of visions happening one after another. The immortals of Chanjiao were not blind, so how could they not notice it?
Even though we don’t know yet that the strong man from Jiejiao is coming, it’s always right to deal with it cautiously, lest the boat capsizes in the gutter.

"I don't know who the person who came to the Yin Shang camp this time is to teach him. What does he want to do when he comes here suddenly?"

Just when the immortals of the Chan Sect were secretly guessing who the visitor was and how to deal with it, a space passage suddenly appeared. A lightning sword with purple light and a big hand as white as jade also rushed out of the space passage.

swoosh~
The Cang Lei Fairy Sword trembled slightly, and the sound of the sword was like thunder that shook the sky. It was like an arrow leaving the string, slashing towards the Seven Arrows Calligraphy Altar at an extremely fast speed.

The purple light flashes and the thunder roars, containing extremely terrifying destructive power. If it is hit by the sword, the altar will collapse instantly, and the efforts of teaching for many days will be in vain.

"You dare!"

The immortals of the Chan Sect were furious. They had finally pushed Zhao Gongming to the edge of death. How could they tolerate changes in the good situation?

Without any hesitation, the immortals of Chanjiao hurriedly took action with all their strength to block the sharp Cang Lei Fairy Sword, but they seemed to have forgotten that there was another hand here.

A peerless demonic hand that could crush them to death.

But seeing a big hand that was as white as jade and more delicate than a woman's hand, he grabbed it from the air. The palm seemed to contain a vast world, and instantly sealed the void in all directions. Wherever the big hand passed, it imprisoned all existence.

In the eyes of ordinary people, the immortals of Chanjiao, who were so powerful that they were unattainable, seemed to have become a small character with no power to restrain them. Their magic power was tightly imprisoned, and then they were shot away.

"puff"

Taoist Ran Deng bled in the air and dyed his Taoist robe red with his own blood. His soul was shaken violently and he was seriously injured.

Someone took special care of him, after all, what he did made someone very unhappy.

Who is Zhao Gongming?
He is one of the few friends in Jiejiao, he can be called someone's brother, his beloved relative, and he is the one who is qualified to plot!

As for the other Golden Immortals of the Chan Cult, someone was merciful. Although they were beaten away, they were not seriously injured.

After all, although someone is crazy and a complete psychopath, he is not a brainless idiot. He does not want to start a war with Yuanshi Tianzun in advance.

The boring devil is very bored now and came to get involved in this matter. He just wants to have some fun, but he has no intention of fighting with Yuanshi Tianzun.

(End of this chapter)