Wet viviparity

Chapter 534 Failure, Golden Circle Method
Ji Ming doesn't know any magic, otherwise how could he be so passive.

His calamity thoughts were peeled off from Chiyi Langjun, and eight hundred were peeled off from the one thousand eight hundred, thus achieving the identity of Shenlong, the incarnation of Yixiu.

Although he had tried it himself, perhaps because he had too few calamity thoughts, or perhaps because the timing was not right, he found it difficult to sense the so-called Yisu Divine Technique.

His current identity and the magical skills he claimed to have comprehended were just a cover-up for his "innate Taoist skills" and the magical art of immobilizing people in front of Old Ancestor Ku Ma.

This time, when he triggered the calamity thought, it was the first time that he actually touched the Winged Fire Snake.

Huang Zaozi sat on the back of the demon horse Yin corpse transformed by Rong Hua. The true Qi and spiritual power between the two quickly merged into one. His aura surpassed that of a senior cultivator in the middle stage of Jindan, and was vaguely comparable to that of a great cultivator who had reached the perfect stage of Jindan.

With a wave of his hands, Huang Zaozi drew in the sun's essence and moon's radiance from the sky, and placed them on his shoulders to form the "two phases of sun and moon" that were unique to the late stage of Jindan.

With the sun and the moon in place, Huang Zaozi's confidence increased greatly.

His belly button, which looked like a golden eye, bulged and emitted a thousand golden rays of light, circling the short peak. He took the sword of evil in his hand and swung it casually. The evil light was like lightning, shooting onto the dragon's body and cutting off a piece of flesh.

In Haiyin Temple, more and more monks came, but they were all drained of their true energy in front of the golden circle, or they were awakened by demonic power, and fell to the ground one by one.

Seeing the monks of Haiyin Temple falling to the ground like dumplings, Huang Zaozi on Ronghua's back couldn't help but laugh heartily. The feeling of being in control of the situation returned again, and he said, "You are a bunch of crazy rebels. Today, we will first get rid of this Chi Shenzi who is causing chaos among the people, and then we will catch all of you in one fell swoop."

He couldn't wait to charge the Son of Chi Shen with a crime. Seeing the evil sword rising and falling again, a burst of blood rained down from the dragon's body.

Huang Zaozi is blessed by the essence of the sun and the moon, which is equivalent to becoming the god of a place. His every move is greatly blessed, and he has seven more powers. Every flower, leaf, grass and tree can be turned into magic in his hands.

Just a few light swings were enough to make the blood of Chi Shen Zi spill on the low peak.

"happy."

Huang Zaozi laughed triumphantly, and with a move of his eyes, his true Qi and Rong Hua became more closely connected, as if they were indistinguishable from each other.

On the low peak, Ji Ming grabbed the clouds and climbed into the sky, completely ignoring the injuries on his body. He was focused on inducing the thought of calamity, and roared loudly, his anger reached the extreme. The severe pain stimulated his physical body and soul to burst out more power.

This is the most primal form of potential exploration—pain, death, and anger.

Under this strong emotion, every bit of strength was squeezed out, and the same was true for the eight hundred calamity thoughts. However, under such stimulation, not a single bit of strength was stimulated from these eight hundred calamity thoughts.

"Is this reasonable?"

Ji Ming's mind was a little confused. He had never thought that he would not be able to have any influence on the robbery thoughts.

"Old Immortal Pleiades."

Ji Ming had a feeling of being teased. The eight hundred calamity thoughts were derived from the magic method that Pleiades Chicken had given him in the past.

He refined the calamity thoughts into the mirage dragon's spirit cell, making it the incarnation of the calamity thoughts, in order to completely master the power of the calamity thoughts. Now he can't even mobilize an fraction of the calamity thoughts' power. The old immortal must know the reason.

With a "sizzle", another evil light burst out from Huang Zaozi's sword, adding half a pound of dragon blood to Shenlong Zhen's body. Huang Zaozi now had a complete cat-playing-with-mouse mentality and was no longer in a hurry to kill Chi Shen Zi.

He could see that Chi Shen Zi's trump card could at most ensure that he would not die immediately, but he could not turn the tables, which allowed him to play for a while longer.

Suddenly, his eyes flashed, and he caught a glimpse of the monks from Haiyin Temple outside the golden circle.

Malice arose in his heart, and with a strange laugh, he unfurled sixteen demon-shaped banners. The skulls on the banners turned into tangible but intangible "celestial beings", flew out of the golden circle, and penetrated into the bodies of the monks of Haein Temple.

In just a moment, the lust in the hearts of those monks, both big and small, was aroused, and they were transformed into balls of pink blood mist. Only a few were still holding on.

Huang Zaozi sat cross-legged on the horse's back, with his back straight and his shoulders supporting the sun and the moon.

He slowly spread out his arms, with an indifferent expression on his face, just like an immortal, but with a little enjoyment, the enjoyment of crushing ants to death, "Master, I finally understand a little bit of your realm now, it's really wonderful!"

"You're not going to insist anymore?"

Huang Zaozi looked at the mirage dragon whose blood was almost drained and whose true body was broken. The other party was still coiled on the cloud, but the extremely angry roar had slowly stopped.

In the mirage realm, Ji Ming's real body stood barefoot on the Taiyin Sulian, holding the relic bottle in his hand, staring at the mirage dragon that was about to fall apart. This was an unforgettable and major failure for him. "Forget it, if I can take back a strand of the ancestral mirage energy, it won't be a waste of my training of this second soul."

Ji Ming thought to himself.

The second soul was already as weak as a spark, and Ji Ming did not dare to delay any longer.

If he delays any further, his real body will not be able to hold on. The golden thread shot from Huang Zaozi's navel was made of some unknown evil method, and the spiritual energy in the Mirage Dragon's real body was lost like a flood.

"Don't worry."

Huang Zaozi said.

This sentence was said to Rong Hua, the demon corpse sitting under him. He stopped attacking the mirage dragon, twisted his body, looked in a direction, smelled the surging water vapor, and laughed: "A group of birds dared to attack me by surprise."

As soon as he finished speaking, a figure appeared on the distant mountain stream, outside the golden circle of Taofeng. Although it was twenty miles away, Huang Zaozi's hair stood on end.

"It turned out to be an ape demon."

He said with a smile, and glanced at the other party who started to draw his sword, but he didn't pay much attention to it because the ape demon drew his sword too slowly. Soon his eyelids were twitching because the other party's sword was out of the sheath, but he didn't see the process clearly.

“It seems slow, but it’s actually fast.”

As soon as this thought came to his mind, blood spurted out from his chest.

The demon corpse Rong Hua under Huang Zaozi's seat swung its four hooves wildly, moving up and down and left and right to ensure that the ape demon wielding the knife could not lock onto Huang Zaozi again.

Huang Zaozi covered his chest with a wound so deep that the bone could be seen, and looked at the ape monster twenty miles away in disbelief, muttering, "If he gets any closer, my skin will be cut open."

"He can't get close. As long as the golden circle of Qi transformation created by your Yuan Shen Mu Xu magic is still there, he won't dare to get close. He can only use his sword skills outside the golden circle."

The demon corpse Rong Hua said.

"You are right. With this Qi-transforming golden circle, I will not lose."

As he said that, Huang Zaozi patted Rong Hua, came to the front of the mirage dragon, and said with a sinister smile: "Little Junior Brother, don't rush to die, and play with Senior Brother for a while, just like you played with Second Mother.

Before you die, I will ask Madam Shagu, Old Demon Huai, and Hu Laixi to go down and accompany you.

Oh, right, I will send Meng Nan, Yang Qian, and the ape demon who came to save you away one by one. Now I will send this ape demon to the underworld to wait for you."

"Not always."

A voice appeared behind Huang Zaozi, making him shudder.

The next second, the sound of splashing water was heard. His soul looked back and saw that it was the strange sound of the opponent's sword being unsheathed.

Huang Zaozi knew that he could not avoid the opponent's fast and slow attacks, so he stayed where he was and used the strong power of his soul to protect his body. However, the expected attack did not land, and instead the golden circle on the peak was cut off.

"You thought you could turn things around by cutting off the golden circle."

Huang Zaozi looked towards the Son of Chi Shen and slapped his lower abdomen navel quickly. Thousands of golden lights shot out from the navel again and shot around without any blind spots.

The ape demon didn't dodge at all. A silver light flashed outside his body, and a rat demon appeared in the silver light. He pulled the ape demon back, and the two appeared dozens of miles away in the blink of an eye.

"Golden Lion Ape, this is impossible. We have done our best and repaid the favor by taking action once."

The rat demon said.

"Shu Si, your heart is not in this, so don't force yourself. I'm different. If I run away and lose my courage, I will live a life worse than death."

The Golden Lion Ape ignored Shu Si in the silver light, and faced Huang Zaozi who was emitting golden light on the short peak. He shook his body and fitted the sword into his body. In an instant, the sword light like a torrent rushed straight towards the short peak.

(End of this chapter)