Tianjiu opened and closed his hands widely and shouted: "One finger can fix the Baizhang Peak, one finger can destroy the Thousand-Blade Cliff, Buddha's finger, come out~!"
Just as the word 'chu' fell, two purple-black bolts flew out from Tianjiu's hands, like two Xuantian purple blades, and shot into the trembling purple sword peak, and then exploded with a bang.
Open, starting from the waist of the peak, and shooting out in all directions.
The original purple and ink color of the horse quickly changed from purple to black...purple...purple gray...bright purple...purple green, all the way to a light purple and white color. As the color faded, its thickness became thinner and thinner.
, and finally it was like a purple cloudy garment as thin as a cicada's wings, covering the entire Purple Sword Peak body.
The Purple Sword Peak trembled violently again and roared. Thousands of purple lights were flying inside the peak, as if unwilling to be restrained, they were frantically cutting through the purple clouds covering the mountain.
The purple rosy clothes were swaying under the cutting of purple awns, and the sound of crackling silk could be heard from time to time.
Tianjiu frowned, his mind moved slightly, and a purple broken knife suddenly appeared, and then teleported, appearing on the edge of the mountain. The purple knife buzzed, became a thousand feet long, and teleported with a bright sword light.
Go in and insert one end into the mountain.
The moment Zidao entered the body, Zijian Peak made a loud buzzing sound, as if it was begging, and the mountain shook violently. At the bottom of the peak, thousands of purple rays rushed towards Zidao like wind and residual clouds. On Zidaodao's body, a hundred-foot-tall
The whirlpool flew up, and the whale swallowed the thousands of purple lights that came in.
"Ning~! Ning~! Ning~!"
Tianjiu screamed wildly, and the dark gold Buddha behind him suddenly opened his big eyes, and his golden palm slowly pressed on the purple Xiayi.
The purple sword peak wailed, the body condensed in circles, and the hundreds of miles of earth trembled violently as if it was the last day of the world.
"Mi Fairy! Mi Fairy! Look outside!" Da Rong shivered and shouted in fear.
"Huh?" Mi Yurong's eyebrows furrowed anxiously, her body swayed, and she disappeared. When she reappeared, she was already dozens of miles away from Purple Sword Peak.
Not far away, Tian Jiubiao stood upright, his eyes wide open with anger, exuding a strong aura of domination. A dark gold Buddha floated behind him, with his huge palm pressed on the mountain peak. The purple sword-shaped mountain peak was visible.
The speed is decreasing.
Ten thousand feet... nine thousand feet... eight thousand feet... seven thousand feet... In less than one stick of incense time, the Purple Sword Peak, which was more than ten thousand feet high, was already less than three thousand feet high. As its shape became smaller and smaller, it reached the sky with a handful.
The giant sword slowly revealed its shape.
"Bad... Husband! What are you doing?" Mi Yurong swallowed back the word 'bad guy' that came to her lips.
Tianjiu ignored it and continued to concentrate on casting the spell. In the Dantian, the seven-colored Nascent Soul body was spinning, spraying spirit dust from its mouth. The purple spirit dust in the Ziying's mouth was like a piece of steel, unreservedly
Pulsing along the tendons to the fingers. At the same time, Ziying's body also quickly became thinner, and every hundred breaths passed, his face became older. In the different space of the sea of consciousness, colorful flying clouds continued to roll out, filling the Dantian, moistening
Holding Qiying's body.
The dark gold Buddha that was originally a thousand feet tall shrank inch by inch. When the Purple Sword Peak became a thousand feet tall, the giant Buddha was only about ten feet in size. The big hands holding the peak body were shaking violently, and there were even more signs on the virtual body.
Dozens of cracks appeared.
Tianjiu's face was as pale as paper. The seven colored Nascent Souls in his Dantian were all sluggish. Although the spirit dust was still spraying from his small mouth, the quantity and speed had been reduced several times. The seven orifices of each Nascent Soul were
, there was faint black blood overflowing. Shocking cracks appeared on his body. The purple baby looked even more like an old man, lying in the Dantian with a vicissitudes of life, and his small mouth continued to spray a small amount.
Spirit dust.
"Master, can Xiaomi help you?"
Mi Yurong saw Tianjiu's shaky appearance and knew that he must have consumed a lot of money, so she looked distressed.
"No need! Silly girl, go back quickly."
"No! If you don't go back, Xiaomi won't go back either! It's just that Xiaomi is curious about what can be gained from a broken mountain. Could it be that Sister Caixia has taken a fancy to this mountain?"
"Okay, be obedient! This is the Ziyun Heavenly Sword, it's not what you think!" Tianjiu bared his teeth and cracked his mouth, feeling a little miserable.
His spiritual power has reached its limit. Even with the colorful flying clouds to replenish it, he can't make ends meet. Coupled with the devouring of the purple sword and the pressure of the Buddha's finger, he can't completely subdue the sword. He clearly feels that the sound is still coming from the mountain.
A breath of violence.
"Purple Cloud Heavenly Sword?! You said it is a sword?" Mi Yurong's eyes showed a trace of horror.
"That's right! Mi Yatou, you must not interfere. If your bad husband fails to sheath his sword, he might be bitten by it. If he fails, he will be doomed. In the beginning, Dongji Zhenren was killed by it.
!”
"What? Grandmaster died under this sword?!" Mi Yurong's beautiful face turned pale, and she stepped closer without retreating, walking ten thousand feet away.
"No! If this really happens, we both will die together!" Mi Yurong, her face covered with frost, took a few steps to the sky nine hundred feet away.
In the Ziyun Valley, purple energy shot out in all directions, cutting into her body-protecting aura shield, and bursting out into haze.
Tianjiu shook his head slightly. Black blood overflowed from his seven orifices. He did not say anything to stop him. His face showed determination. He closed his eyes and crossed his legs. He trembled with obscure magic formulas in his mouth. His mind seemed to be trying hard to sense something.
.
"Time Cauldron, come out~!"
As Tianjiu roared in his heart, behind him, a giant cauldron rising over a thousand feet slowly rose. The giant cauldron was purple and black in color, emitting thousands of colorful rays of light.
"Fall~!"
As soon as the word "Luo" came out, the purple and black giant cauldron buckled down, covering the purple sword peak that was condensed to a length of less than 500 feet like a dark cloud covering the sun.
"Buzz~!"
A sky-splitting roar surged out and could be clearly heard thousands of miles away. The giant cauldron held up to the sky glowed brightly. On the edge of the giant cauldron, twelve strange beasts opened their mouths and swallowed them. The purple sword-shaped peak slowly sank into the cauldron.
, after a few breaths, the purple light gradually faded away.
"Back~!"
Tianjiu shouted loudly, and the Time Cauldron suddenly circled, whirling and condensing rapidly, turning into a purple-black dust that disappeared before disappearing into his forehead. The dark gold Buddha, the purple sword, and the strange beasts, including those standing here,
The Thousand-Ren Sword Peak that has been standing for thousands of years has all disappeared without a trace. Only a faint purple haze is left, curling around and melting between the sky and the earth.
"Pfft~!"
Tianjiu spurted out a mouthful of black blood dozens of feet away, as if he had received a huge blow. His whole body was shaking, and his face was dripping with sweat. He closed his eyes tightly and fell headlong into the void.
"Husband!"
A sweet call came, pink clouds passed by, and Tianjiu's figure disappeared.
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I don't know how long it took, but Tianjiu woke up leisurely, with a hint of fragrance in his nose, and his whole body was surrounded by a warm and jade-like beauty.
"Mi Yatou!"
Tianjiu moved his lips and tried to force out a smile.
He found that Mi Yurong was holding him with her slightly petite body, lying on the jade couch. Her jade face was like a pear blossom after the rain, dripping with crystal clear tears.
"Bad guy, you finally woke up?!"
"Huh? You yelled like that again, aren't you afraid of me punishing you?"
With a 'Pfft' sound, Mi Yurong burst into tears and laughed: "Punishment? You're punished when you look like you're going to die? Okay, be obedient, and Xiaomi will transfer the spiritual energy to you again! When will you be alive and kicking, I'll follow you.
You’ve been punished!”
Mi Yurong said, lowering her head, and a small cherry mouth suddenly appeared on his chapped lips.
"Hmm~!"
Tianjiu groaned, his heart felt like he was stuck in his throat, his mind became dizzy, and his consciousness stagnated for several breaths.
Just when his heart was surging, a piece of dark green spiritual dust rushed in instantly, moving along his tendons. After a few weeks, it roared and poured into his Dantian. The entire Dantian also changed.
There was a green patch of green. Even the giant white Nascent Soul had a hint of green on its little face.
"What the hell! Hurry up and use the magic formula. If we don't recover from our injuries, we won't be able to catch up with the Immortal Sect's selection!" Mi Yurong's voice came from Tianjiu's sea of consciousness.
Although the voice was harsh, it was like adding fuel to the fire when it entered someone's consciousness. His heart suddenly trembled, and his big hands suddenly stretched out and hugged the delicate body as gentle as jade.
"Hey, hey, hey! Bad guy, I'm healing you, okay! Are you dying?"
"Hehehe! You called me a bad guy again, I will definitely punish you today!"
"Husband, stop making trouble. You just woke up and you didn't even check your injuries. If you don't feel bad for your body, Xiaomi feels bad for you!" Mi Yurong hummed and did not stop to enter the spiritual energy.
"It's okay! It was just caused by excessive consumption of spiritual energy and depletion of Dantian. It doesn't matter now. Besides, dual cultivation is also a holy medicine for healing! Don't you even know this?"
Someone was laughing playfully, and his big hands had already started to move indiscriminately. As the whispers of orioles sounded, a bright spring light arose in this room... (To be continued.)