When Snake Lao's withered palm was raised, and he moved toward the mirror wheel hanging behind the head of Island Master Mo.
All the nervous and urgent expressions on Old Snake's face disappeared. However, his wrinkled old face became more and more ferocious, and when he looked at it again, only an expression of reluctance remained.
When it comes down to it, the decision made by Snake Lao was already very decisive. Perhaps he was refined from the Taoist power of Danxia's mother, who was unlucky, and taught him all kinds of tricks, but he also had bad luck.
It's not that his preparations were not as good as those of Danxia's mother, it's that he never thought that the final hurdle would be the battle between the Blue Cloud Sea Snake and the Ancient Blood of the Phoenix.
So Snake Lao succeeded, but he also failed at the same time.
What he wants is for Island Master Mo to actually step into the back of that door, and all his body and mind, the three elements of essence, energy, spirit, Tao and Dharma, and even the tiniest thoughts and ideas, will be safe and secure.
Stay firmly in the golden elixir realm!
Rather than like now, just relying on a flash of Qi, the Qi in the door seemed to belong to, but did not seem to belong to, the golden elixir realm of Master Mo himself.
After all, it's fate that plays a role in people's lives.
Compared with 99% of people in this world who would completely miss this opportunity due to hesitation when faced with such a choice, Snake Lao's choice has been decisive and neat.
But decisiveness and sharpness cannot erase the shriveled nature of this originally harmonious Dao Fruit.
It is precisely because of this that the unwilling look on Old Snake's face became more intense.
He still plans to make amends and still plans to struggle.
Therefore, before Old Snake's hand had completely fallen, the mirror wheel behind Mo Island Master's head had already revealed a large flash of blood flames and dropped them.
Suddenly, in the same place, this huge snake cave seemed to be included in the center of a supreme formation in a flash. In that formation, which seemed to be in the shape of snake scales, faint spiritual lights interacted with each other.
The winding is shining brightly, and it condenses into a winding and rugged ouroboros pattern in the shape of snake scales.
And this snake pattern encompassed the entire underwater snake cave. The next moment, as the spiritual light on the magic circle circled, every hole and gap in the snake cave was filled with red blood flames.
The light suddenly turned into a wave of fierce flames, sweeping towards Old Snake and Island Master Mo who were standing in the middle of the snake pattern.
However, the huge snake cave is not empty.
So, maybe this was the purpose, and maybe it was Old Snake's carelessness in his haste. The flames that appeared swept towards Old Snake's place, and then swept away the monster beast lying on the ground.
The corpses, as well as the mechanical and sluggish figures standing like stone sculptures and clay sculptures, were all swallowed up in it.
That was the level of blood flames coming from the Golden Core realm.
In an instant, visible to the naked eye, those figures wrapped in the swirling blood flames suddenly melted away like ice and snow, and the outlines of their figures were melted away, and then the ashes and dust that spread out were all covered by that.
While the scorching flames were completely burned into nothingness, streams of pure qi and blood power that came from the same source as the demon veins gathered together with the blood flames.
So what can be seen with the naked eye is that the mirror wheel wrapped in blood flames has always been frozen. More than ten breaths have passed, and Island Master Mo's cultivation aura still stops behind the door, as if it is really
Achieved a higher level of Tao and fruit.
It's just that Snake Lao knew deep down in his heart that these were all just illusions. The chanting of the "Heart-Eating Life Summoning Curse" for a long time had completely destroyed this group of blood descendants. Now, the last of them had been squeezed out.
Youshui came just to grab more information from behind the door while this kind of Qi machine was stationed.
So the next moment, the ebony snake staff in Old Snake's hand was raised and lowered.
Immediately afterwards, Island Master Mo, who was already extremely stiff, was completely restrained in place in this flash. Then, there was some kind of strange light coming from the fine snake scales on her snake body.
The gap suddenly appeared, and then instantly changed into the color of ebony like a snake staff, and then spread on the body of Island Master Mo.
At the very beginning, Island Master Mo had made many preparations and drafts about falling out. She was not confident that she would need the blessing of demon veins to even break through from the foundation-building realm to the elixir realm.
, she just has confidence in the Dao Fruit of the Golden Core Realm.
She was confident that if one day she could use her identity as the first golden elixir monk in the Blood Fiend Path, with the blessing of the majestic power of luck, Snake Laohe, who was already in the same realm at that time, should not be able to
Easily control your own life and death.
It is a pity that Island Master Mo’s idea is destined to have no chance to be confirmed. Maybe by that time, the Biyun Sea Snake clan will really have a second golden elixir ancestor.
But before she really mastered the golden elixir Dao Fruit, her demonic veins were given by Snake Lao, and her current cultivation realm was given by Snake Lao, and even the short-term maintenance of such a realm was given by Snake Lao.
.
Naturally, taking her life was only a matter of thought for Snake Lao, and Island Master Mo didn't even have time to think of some resistance.
The next moment, when the raging flame tide finally gathered together with a huge amount of energy and blood, it was like a vast ocean pouring down, easily submerging Island Master Mo's ebony body.
And no matter what kind of wood it is, it should be a matter of course that it is ignited, calcined, and burned to ashes by fireworks.
So, when the most diffuse ashes and dust in the snake pattern formation rose into the sky, even surpassing the excitement of the lingering fireworks, merged into the almost boiling sea water, and disappeared with the surging forest.
In the original place, in the huge snake cave, this time, it was really true that only the old snake was left.
Until this moment, his raised withered and wrinkled palm finally came down, and then, the burning blood flame that originally wrapped the mirror wheel, after swallowing everything here except the old snake, the self-contained
What condensed out of the blood flame was a round treasure pill.
The treasure pill is about the size of a peach core, and the surface of the round treasure pill is covered with interlaced wood grains. However, when you look closely, you can see that among the fine wood grains, there are all loops of ouroboros patterns.
entangled.
Perhaps the flame wave just melted the lives of many demon snake blood descendants here, so there are many ouroboros snake patterns on them; or perhaps the number of snake patterns itself is natural and determined by the sky.
There is no common sense.
But Snake Lao no longer had the time to count the number of closely overlapping Ouroboros patterns, because the treasure pill was still changing, and this change was still dazzling Snake Lao.
Because the blood flames that were originally directed towards the treasure pill were still burning, and for just a moment, the originally layered ouroboros patterns full of spiritual light turned into firewood and supplies, and once again
It was filled into the blood flames, maintaining the burning of the fireworks, and repeatedly tempering the elixir itself.
The spiritual light became more and more intense, but the treasure pill had lost more than half of its original size. When he looked again, the pure ebony color was left in the calcined blood flames, without the wood grain, only the pure ebony color.
As the spiritual light flows, the gilded divine flower flashes away.
That is the power of the Tao and Fruit in the Golden elixir realm, the abundant power of the Tao and Fruit in the Golden elixir realm.
At this moment, no matter how reluctant Snake Lao was earlier, he had seen the harvest with his own eyes and witnessed the power of the golden elixir realm Tao Fruit manifesting with his own eyes, and the originally gloomy look on his face finally disappeared.
He walked away and gradually showed a happy smile.
At this time, before the smile on Old Snake's face fully bloomed, his expression suddenly became startled.
Immediately afterwards, Snake Lao looked at the blood flame that was gradually disappearing into the treasure elixir with a rather puzzled look. Among the flames, there seemed to be a fire that did not belong to the blood flame at this moment.
reveal.
——
Tingchang Mountain, inside the Taoist Palace on the top of the mountain.
At this time, the huge Taoist palace became increasingly empty, from the four walls to the high platform, everything became empty. Only in the center of the Taoist palace, Danxia's mother and Jian Hanzhi were seen face to face, sitting on the ground.
Both of them looked solemn. Danxia's mother seemed to have gone through a period of recuperation, her face became more and more bloody, and her body was no longer so bloody. At this time, the Yuanrong Mirror Wheel was hanging behind her head, and inside
The immeasurable divine energy is condensed, and there is no door opening or closing. There is only a little Danyang that reflects the colorful misty clouds, revealing the seemingly perfect and flawless meaning of Danxia.
At the same time, Jian Hanzhi's expression was even more solemn than ever before. Even when he captured Old Dao Qinghai in the sky that day, even in that flash of lightning, Jian Hanzhi's face had never been so tense.
He stared intently at the mirror wheel showing the Danxia mother, as if he had glimpsed something that he wanted to see from the changes in the Danxia mysterious scene.
The green-branched bamboo cane was also placed across Jian Hanzhi's knees. At this time, he held a section of the bamboo cane tightly with one hand, and his knuckles turned white as he pinched it.
Finally, at a certain moment, Jian Hanzhi suddenly stretched out his hand, raised the green bamboo stick in his hand, and with lightning and stone fire, he lit it on the Danyang hanging in the mirror wheel of Mother Danxia.
In an instant, endless fireworks seemed to follow Jian Hanzhi's point, just like a mountain fire bursting out. In an instant, the blazing flames enveloped the figures of Jian Hanzhi and Danxia's mother.
But when you look carefully, on the red fireworks, every bit of flickering and swaying firelight is filled with extremely vast and supreme talisman arrays. At the same time, these talisman arrays are interacting with each other again and again.
Intertwined, the fireworks that enveloped the two of them were treated as a whole, manifesting into a more supreme talisman formation.
The next moment, it seemed that there was a sudden fire, and it seemed that the aura was condensed, but the two people wrapped in it suddenly felt that the world was turning upside down. The originally solid hall suddenly began to become illusory, the light and shadow were broken, and the reality and reality were rolled back.
In an instant, all the scenes in the Taoist Hall disappeared, and apart from the lingering firelight, only the deep and blue color like the seabed remained.
And at the other end of the pure blue that seemed to be flowing, there was the old snake staring at the treasure pill in his hand with a rather confused expression, his body and mind almost frozen in this flash.
So, there was no more eye contact or words, and there was a tacit understanding in the same place. Danxia's mother picked up the hollow jade pot in her hand, and Jian Hanzhi straightened out the green bamboo stick in her hand.
They are the descendants of Danqing Yuanzong.
Danqing, Danqing.
It’s always been the end of the road!——
I saw Yu Yi by the railing of the golden well, and the cold branches were hanging on the plane trees. Prince Wuling felt pity for Wencai, and painted and embroidered clothes for the beautiful lady.
I drank and pecked at the top of Peng Mountain, and the smoke flew down to the Forbidden City in autumn. I once sent the jade back to the clouds, and the golden shackles were tilted open on the twelfth floor.