A fierce battle was breaking out in the void of Lingshan inside the window lattice. Wu Sheng was hiding in the cracks in the gravel and thinking about what to do next.
The best outcome expected is that Wu Zhen kills the dragon-headed god in the Lingshan Mountain, and then is seriously injured, or the serious injury worsens, and waits for his own family to break the seal of the sea of qi and take the opportunity to enter.
But it’s not that easy to take advantage of the opportunity. On the one hand, there are major doubts about whether the pressure barrier between Lingshan and reality can be broken; on the other hand, it is unclear how long it will take to break the seal of the sea of qi.
Before that, he was killed by Snake Lao, which would have made him cry without tears.
The possibility of achieving the best result is probably not high. From the conversation between the two gods in the window, it can be seen that all the ten witches in Lingshan seem to have been seriously injured. The other nine witches are all sleeping. Only Wu Zhen can wake up.
Whether it was to take care of Lingshan, or whether his injuries were relatively minor, his begging for mercy was quite clear. How could such a witch really defeat the dragon-headed god?
In another outcome, if the Dragon-headed God merged with Wu Zhen's godhead and replaced him, would he let himself go and let go of all the people outside who witnessed him replacing Wu Zhen?
Wu Sheng really wanted to get close to the window lattice to see what the gods were fighting, and to test the difference in pressure between the spiritual mountain and reality, but he could only think about it. No matter how curious he was, he couldn't be a cat, no matter what
At any time, your life is the most important.
Taking advantage of the fire dragon wandering among the rocks, blocking Old Snake from approaching the altar and preventing the believers from escaping, Wu Sheng moved outward little by little, hiding from one stone to another, and from this
Hidden in the stone crevice, step by step away from the central altar.
He had extremely rich experience in escaping, and his route selection had reached the level of skill and skill. After a while, he arrived at the entrance of the cave from which he came, but he was still not discovered by the fire dragon.
The entrance of the cave had long been buried by collapsed rocks and soil. At this moment, he had no choice but to dig it out. He took out the Feihong Sword. He had no real energy to control it, so he could only dig the hole with his bare hands. This process was very difficult and the progress was slow, but it only worked.
Can persist.
In the chaos, Wu Sheng finally pried off the most stubborn stone, dug it out from the entrance of the cave, and saw the exit. But this exit was only fleeting. As soon as the stone was pried out, it caused a huge uproar.
collapse.
There was a "boom" sound, and Wu Sheng was immediately buried in it. When he struggled to get out in disgrace, he saw everyone turning their heads and staring at him.
Wu Sheng nodded to everyone and said: "It's too dangerous. Let me give you a suggestion. Don't slip to the side when walking, and stay in the middle to avoid shocks..."
I saw the fire dragon staring at Wu Sheng for a moment, and then rushed over. The dragon's head formed by the flames was as solid as the dragon's horns, dragon's eyes, dragon's teeth, and dragon's whiskers. You could even see a rolling dragon ball in the dragon's mouth.
Glowing hot white light.
The fire dragon rushed in front of Wu Sheng, opened its mouth and bit it down. A wave of heat hit his face, igniting Wu Sheng's beard, hair and clothes.
It's over, this time there is no escape!
Wu Sheng secretly said, "My life is over." His Qi sea was sealed, his true energy could not be mobilized, and he could not use any means, so he could only sit and wait for death. The only thing he could do was to look at his copper-skinned iron bones.
I can't stand it anymore.
After holding it for a moment, I realized that I might not be able to withstand it. The flames coming from this fire tornado were really overbearing. They not only burned from the outside in, but also penetrated into the meridians and burned from the inside out. The flame temperature was extremely strong, even exceeding that of glazed fire.
One level of marrow.
The glazed fire marrow is the natal heart fire of Gong Yegan, the master of refining the void. After being refined into the inner elixir and attached with spiritual consciousness, it has been growing continuously. To say that its flames are definitely rare in the world, this fire dragon spits out
The flames are actually stronger. What kind of copper skin and iron bones can withstand it?
Wu Sheng finally launched the ultimate life-saving move, and kept talking: "Slow down! I'm good at the dragon head... I'm still useful... You can't kill me... You can't explain... Huh? Why are you still burning..."
The words did not work, and the fire burning on Wu Sheng's body did not decrease at all. Wu Sheng felt that it was burnt inside and tender outside, and he seemed to vaguely smell the aroma of barbecue.
After burning for so long, no one was burned to death. The fire dragon gradually became violent, breathing fire breath at Wu Sheng in a circle, and kept adding more food, more food, more food...
Wu Sheng also had a temper. The fire dragon went too far, so he was naturally unwilling to give up. Even if he was struggling to the death, he would spit on the opponent's face. He picked up the rocks around him, one by one, and threw them at the fire dragon.
Fire flowers were smashed on the fire dragon's body.
A fire dragon and a burning human-shaped flame were fighting back and forth in circles. After fighting for a long time, the fire dragon became more and more angry, and its breath against Wu Sheng became more fierce, while Wu Sheng's stone counterattack became more and more fierce.
Get weak.
Wu Sheng couldn't hold on any longer. Even if he had copper skin and iron bones, he couldn't resist such a calcining, let alone a fire dragon released by a god. He seemed to see the excitement in the eyes of the fire dragon, which was the excitement of the prey that was about to succeed.
Are you about to die? Wu Sheng threw the last stone feebly, feeling as if his arm had melted and could no longer exert force...
Suddenly, a gleam of brilliance flashed in his eyes, which was the glow that bloomed after seeing some kind of wonder, and it was the hope of living.
A hand reached out from the collapsed stone pile and quietly grabbed the fire dragon's horn.
The fire dragon trembled all over, as if it had been immobilized. Not only could it no longer turn, but the flames on its body no longer beat, just like a carved puppet dyed red.
The high temperature surrounding Wu Sheng suddenly dissipated. As it dissipated, Wu Sheng had an illusion in his eyes, as if a wave-like ripple was growing around the fire dragon. The fire dragon seemed to be in another time and space in these ripples.
, isolated from reality.
Although Huolong and Wu Sheng are close at hand, they are at the intersection of two time and space.
Then the owner of the palm appeared. He emerged from the pile of rocks. His face was gray and dusty. His clothes, hair, and beard were all covered with gravel and weeds. He even spat a few times: "Bah... bah."
Bah...bah bah bah..."
Wu Sheng was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously murmured: "Bu 30..."
The person who came was none other than Bu Sanshi, the Bu Sanshi that Wu Sheng had met twice, once on the way to find Jin Wuhuan, and once on the way to visit the red-clothed fox demon. Both times of divination, Wu Sheng
They all received extremely crucial hexagrams from the old man, guiding him in the direction of his future progress.
It's just that this old dragon has never been seen before. It's extremely difficult for Wu Sheng to find traces of him again. Unexpectedly, he suddenly showed up today.
Bu Sanshi first took out a bag, grabbed the fire dragon's horns, stuffed the fire dragon inside, tied the rope tightly, and then smiled at Wu Sheng: "I miscalculated by half an hour, I'm late."
Thanks to withwind, the leisurely traveler for the reward, and thanks to fellow Taoists for their monthly tickets and recommended tickets.