So, after this flash of an instant unknown to the world passed by.
In the same place, when the cultivators looked again, there was actually a strange five-color evil light steaming up from the body of the Old Snail Saint. Even if the blood flames of the sun shone in the cave, and even if the blood light was thick and red, it could not be covered up.
Eliminated.
Immediately afterwards, under the gaze of the cultivators, the old Luo Sheng's cultivation Qi showed a flash of obvious withering and decadence.
Furthermore, due to such changes in Qi, the five-color evil light all over his body became even worse.
When he looked again, Old Snail Sage seemed to have difficulty controlling his physical body.
He was clearly still in the state of transformation, but soon, almost in an instant, the exposed skin of Old Snail Saint suddenly became plump from the dry state with the flow of five-color spiritual light.
In an instant, even the figure of the old Snail Saint was forced to become taller and taller.
But this is not the end of change.
That enriching change is still going on.
Soon, Old Snail Saint's hands, his neck, and his old face were all filled to the point of swelling.
When you look carefully, what swells along with the outline of the body is not bright red blood, but some kind of deep purple-red, which seems to be embedded in the flesh and blood, all of which are lumps of siltation the size of rice grains.
.
And almost instantly.
Accompanied by the fierce squally wind outside the sea.
Soon, the old skin, which was suddenly tight due to the swelling of its own energy and blood, suddenly burst open under the blades formed by the strong wind.
At this moment, the violent fluctuations of the cultivation energy on Old Luo Sheng's body could no longer be contained, and all the Taoist techniques seemed to be no longer able to protect these delicate qi, blood and muscles.
Evil blood stains of dark purple mixed with dark red flowed from the small wounds cut by the wind blade.
When you look carefully occasionally, you can even see the flashing reflection of the five-color evil light on it.
And wait until the next moment, with the violent ups and downs of the old Luo Sheng's self-cultivation Qi that is almost out of control, and with the high-intensity erosion of Qi and mana in the wounds that burst open all over his body.
, the originally sticky evil blood suddenly solidified around the wound.
soon.
A deeper transformation related to the wound has already begun.
Along with the scabbing and hardening of the evil bloodstains, the poisonous blood that was originally embedded in the flesh and blood appeared in lumps and became very sticky after the wound burst open. Almost at the same time as the scab hardened, it became stable.
It is firmly integrated with the long and oblique wound itself.
Along with it, the solidified poisonous blood took on the shape and texture of some horniness. Then, with the repeated washing of massive aura and mana, soon, when the five-color evil light was in full bloom, when I looked again, there were no wounds, no wounds.
Colored deep purple and dark red, the shell fragments that looked like bone residue grew out of the old Snail Saint's body.
Then, along with the overlapping layers of the shell itself, it is mixed with five colors, deep purple and dark red.
Earlier, the wind blade suddenly opened many wounds, and at this moment, many shell fragments appeared on the old Luo Sheng's body, and as they began to spread all over the old Luo Sheng's body, some kind of
The vague interweaving and resonance between the Tao and Dharma began to be connected from the inner circumference of the old Luosheng.
That kind of intertwining and resonance is very fragile, but extremely difficult to cut off.
Its essence is as stubborn and difficult to eradicate as the five plagues and five poisons.
And with this kind of interweaving and resonance, some kind of evil and evil seals seemed to be naturally condensed through the interweaving of demon blood and poison.
Above the broken shells that punctured the skin.
When viewed from a distance, those evil and enchanting seals intertwined and resonated with each other, just like a picture book of the true form.
A piece does not belong to anyone, but it seems to be a true picture of its own aura flowing through it.
When he turned his head to look again, at the zenith of the Old Snail Saint, the originally hanging nine-fold snail shell pagoda was accompanied by the glow of the same five-color evil light. Amidst the long-term buzzing and trembling, abscessed gray-black smoke and dust emerged from the sky.
It spread out in the shell.
Maybe the smoke was too thick.
When he looked again, almost instantly, there was a large amount of black smoke that had not evaporated from the side of the nine-stack shell pagoda and spread out, but was then wiped down by the pouring blood rain, and then wrapped up
A large amount of water vapor mist mixed into gray-black clay, directly covering the nine-stack shell pagoda.
It's very strange to say.
There is a snail shell growing on the body of the old snail saint. Instead, the snail shell is wrapped in gray-black clay. It expands and contracts with the fluctuation of the aura, and the spiritual light of Taoism passes through the clay with difficulty.
The accumulated clay itself is like the flesh and blood growing on the shell of a snail.
And all these strange and strange changes all stem from the Snail Sage's separation of the origin of his own path and fruit.
Because of the evil spirit of the Five Plagues and Five Poisons in the past, although the third self-cutting sword came belatedly, it fell so heavily in the end!
And it is precisely because of this self-destruction of the origin of his own Tao and Fruit that his origin was turbulent, his energy was decadent, and the three elements of essence, energy, and spirit were shocked and unable to calm down. In the end, the old Luo Sheng was unable to contain the excessive expansion of the Five Plagues earlier.
The five poisonous evil spirits present such a tragic and evil scene.
But despite this, from the beginning to the end, the old Dragon King never gave up the practice of using his own power of the Five Elements to draw the evil spirits of the Five Plagues and Five Poisons. No matter how sound the words between the two were, it would be better to see how the Old Snail Saint did it.
One breath, two breaths, three breaths.
Facing the old Luo Sheng's furious and majestic eyes, the self-cutting knife of the old Luo Sheng finally completely cut off part of his origin. On the nine-fold altar, the lingering blood of the sun was
In the flames, a bright yellow pure spiritual light whirled around, and a gilded divine flower that was almost mixed into one color flashed away.
Until this moment, the Old Dragon King nodded lightly with satisfaction. At the same time that the Old Snail Saint cut off the connection with this bright yellow aura, the Old Dragon King just cut off the connection between the Five Elements and the Five Plagues and Five Poisons.
The next moment, seeing the slightly cold and strange eyes of the old Dragon King, the old Luo Sheng barely dared to stop at the same place, and immediately jumped up in the air, and suddenly turned into a demon.
A ray of demonic light shot through the sky.
Pointing directly at Old Luo Sheng as he flew through the air, Yushu Dragon King slowly sneered.
"You have the aura of poison and disease, do you really think others want to contaminate you?"
When he finished speaking, the old Dragon King took another step forward and stood firmly on the nine-fold altar.
In an instant, eight layers of the blood flames of the sun had dispersed, and suddenly the entire nine-fold altar was completely wrapped in it. In the lingering flames, the bright yellow aura was accompanied by the leaping of the sea of fire and the intertwining of the round mirror wheels.
And pouring into the round mirror wheel.
And it was during this process that in the Old Dragon King's Dao Fruit Mirror Wheel, in the surge of immeasurable divine flowers, accompanied by the blood flames of the great sun, suddenly, earth seemed to move like dragon scales.
The spiritual light shines.
Water produces wood, wood produces fire, and fire produces earth.
Moreover, just like in the past, the old Dragon King only used one of Snake Lao's Dao Fruit Demonic Pills to support himself in deducing the Blood Flame of the Great Sun.
Along with that bright yellow earth element spiritual light continuously shines from the mirror wheel.
Finally, at a certain moment, in the tumbling and brewing of the earth element spiritual light, a very faint, extremely faint golden power has emerged from it!
Earth generates gold, and then it is decorated with gold to generate water.
A certain kind of endless artistic conception was revealed in the old Dragon King's body, and in this flash, mixed with his original vitality and prosperity, all the unfamiliar auras were pulled back to the familiar spirit of the old Dragon King.
within the field.
Somewhere somewhere, there was some kind of invisible door that opened in front of the old Dragon King at this moment.
"well--"
It was a feeling of satisfaction that a long-cherished wish had finally come true.
And it was at this sigh that the old Dragon King squinted his eyes slightly, sensing the growth of his earth element aura, and then looked in the direction of the hanging wall.
——
A few breaths ago, there was a flash of light when the old Luo Sheng was about to move, and the old Dragon King showed his body.
Along with Uncle Shang's magic seal, it hit the hanging wall from a distance. This flash was beyond everyone's expectations. At this time, the cultivators almost had no time to react. When they looked back, it was already
The true fire of the sun actually fell on the hanging wall.
The hanging wall has changed from reality to reality, but in fact it is just the connection of the seventy-two cities with the foundation of the ancient supreme magic formation.
Therefore, this kind of series connection can change the virtual and the real, but it is also destined that in the face of truly overwhelming power, Xuanshi Changyuan cannot even be as tough as Zhenhai Daocheng.
The connection between Tao and Dharma is so close, but once you can understand the connection of Tao and Dharma, when you look at it again, it is so fragile.
In a blink of an eye, Zong Lao's energy gradually regained its vitality from the extreme restraint. He looked coldly at the Hanging World Changyuan, which had a large fragmented section in the middle, and because of the Hanging World Changyuan itself.
The continuous land on the damaged and violently trembling coast, and the Haidao Castles standing on the vast land.
Suddenly, the desire to kill suddenly erupted, and then disappeared again.
The elder Zong shook the flag in his hand, and in an instant, a vast amount of Langhuan seal patterns spread to the rolling coast. Suddenly, they anchored the dragon veins and earth veins that were originally supposed to be suppressed by the Daocheng.
But from beginning to end, Mr. Zong always stared at Uncle Shang and never looked away.
The disappearance of the killing intention does not mean that Mr. Zong has lost his killing intention. Moreover, at this moment, in front of the hanging wall, the figure of the ancestor of the Xie family appeared, with a thick blood-colored fog inside, like the palm of the Ming Palace.
All the elders of the sects who were ordinary religious people dispersed far away, surrounding Uncle Shang from all directions.
And from beginning to end, Uncle Shang was very calm and composed.
He just sensed the prosperous charm of Taoism transmitted from the truly vast and boundless human world after the long wall of the world was shattered and the Sumeru barrier was damaged.
Then, Uncle Shang showed a meaningful smile.
"Old Taoist brother, in the past, you once taught us something about the way to open the sky, saying that 'one yin and one yang are called the Tao'; today, I gave you another sentence, talking about the golden elixir, it is 'yin and yang'