In order to escape for his life, the Skeleton Patriarch no longer cared about anything. He threw out all four magic weapons, just to seize the fleeting chance to escape into his own earthly evil wind realm.
He had even thought about relying on the suppression of the barrier to deal with Wang Bu, Wu Sheng, and the mysterious fat man. If that still didn't work, which was a big possibility, he would simply hide back in the Spring and Autumn Period.
If you want to corrode my Evil Yin Wind Realm, that is up to you. I don’t believe you can corrode it in twenty years. You only need to give me seven years, ancestor, to heal my injuries, re-refine the Yin Soul, re-organize the army, and re-refine the magic weapon.
Make an appointment with a few fellow Taoists, and it’s not too late to look for bad luck!
Of course, we must not let go of today's revenge. We must first seize the schools of Chu, Wu, and Yue, and take away their property to make up for the losses.
In the blink of an eye, the Skeleton Patriarch has escaped a hundred feet away. He only needs to fly forward a few dozen feet to enter his own barrier. But this is still not enough. The suppression of the enemy's realm by the edge of the barrier is nothing.
You still need to fly a little further, and every extra mile you fly in is a mile!
Thirty feet, twenty feet, ten feet...
Three feet, two feet, one foot...
Finally, half of the body went in!
However, a rag bag suddenly appeared behind him. At some point, Wang Bu got rid of the interference of the Yinfeng Guhun Lamp and chased him.
The mouth of the bag opened towards the Skeleton Patriarch and immediately captured his body.
Normally, in a one-on-one fight, the Skeleton Patriarch would not be so easily controlled by Wang Bu, but today is different. He has no fighting spirit in his heart, has no treasures on his body, and has lost most of his energy. At this time, he is at the end of his strength.
…
The Skeleton Patriarch exerted his last bit of strength and leaned forward, trying hard to push his head and upper body into the barrier by another three points. It seemed that in this way, he would have three more chances of escaping.
This was just psychological self-comfort, and it had no effect at all. Wang Bu grabbed his ankle, which was lagging behind, and stuffed it into his rag pocket.
Soles of feet, ankles, calves, knees, thighs...
Wang Bu dragged it back little by little, and the Skeleton Patriarch entered his pocket little by little.
I really wanted to go home. The Skeleton Patriarch glanced at the Earth Evil Yin Wind Realm in front of me with great nostalgia, and exploded the sea of qi with determination.
Even if the body cannot go back, Yang Shen will go back!
The great monk of Hedao explodes his own Qi sea, which is so heroic. If he really explodes completely, not even a blade of grass will grow within a radius of ten miles, and not even Wang Bu can stop it.
Wang Bu sighed, and at the moment when the Skeleton Patriarch's Qi Sea exploded, he stuffed his whole body into his pocket, and murmured: "I expected you to do this, why bother... My pocket doesn't eat people..."
There was a muffled sound of "poof", and the pocket shook. The great monk Hedao, who was originally extremely powerful, revealed himself, but the impact he had only had such a small impact, which was really jaw-dropping.
After the shock, Wang Bu opened the mouth of the bag, pulled it open, and looked inside. A puff of black smoke floated out, which made him cry. He sneezed several times in a row, and stretched out his hand to fight at the mouth of the bag.
Wave it to disperse the smoke and dust.
In the smoke, a black shadow shot out, it was the Yang Shen of the Skeleton Patriarch, and his speed was extremely fast.
Wu Sheng's bow was like a full moon, and he was about to shoot the last true essence arrow, but he stopped again. The Yang God of the Skeleton Patriarch had been pinched in Wang Bu's palm. After a little rubbing, it shattered into black ash and slipped from Wang Bu's fingers.
Facts have shown that it is never easy to survive through Yangshen's escape. At least five similar incidents that Wu Sheng has personally experienced failed.
Like Gong Yeqian, like Zuo Shenyin, like Jiang Ying, like Zhang Zijin, like the Skeleton Patriarch, there are no exceptions.
Wang Bu turned his bag upside down, shook it, and a pile of smoke and dust fell. When the smoke and dust fell away, there was a little fluorescent light floating three feet above the ground, which was the godhead of the Skeleton Patriarch.
Wang Bu was not polite, and inserted the skeleton ancestor's godhead into his own consciousness, blending it with the captured dragon-headed god's godhead, and he opened his mouth with comfort: "Not bad!"
The process of fusing the godhead can improve the quality of one's own godhead, and at the same time, one can easily merge the original owner's barrier as one's own. In front of Wu Sheng and Sang Tianwu, the wasteland originally full of tombs began to rumble and deform, and some
They rise upwards, and some sink downwards, forming complex and changeable mountains and valleys.
Soon, dark clouds gathered thickly and heavy rain poured down. The rainwater gathered into streams and rivers, washing away the gloomy evil spirit between heaven and earth.
Wang Bu's witchcraft world is all about mist-shrouded fairy mountains and fairy valleys, which are incompatible with the Skeleton Patriarch's earthly wasteland. He didn't want to preserve it, so he immediately began to transform it.
The remaining resisting army of soul soldiers in the distance also dissipated into the soil. Even the chariots and weapons did the same, and no trace could be found.
Wu Sheng and Sang Tianwu watched silently. This was also a learning process.
Wang Bu was busy for a long time, and then he seemed to remember, and said apologetically to Wu Sheng and Sang Tian: "Lao Sang, little friends, I didn't say hello to you, just... Well, I thought this was an agreement, but I should still inform you in advance.
You two, I want to apologize to you."
Wu Sheng and Sang Tianwu shook their heads together: "You continue, you continue."
I watched like this for seven whole days, observing Wang Bu's transformation of the earth evil wind realm, and watching him merge the newly captured realm soil with his own witchcraft realm.
This was a long process. After Wang Bu was busy with the preliminary affairs, he was about to leave. He pointed at Wu Sheng and Sang Tian Wudao: "We are all good friends. If you have troubles next time, you can look for me! Xiao
Friend, you have my wormwood mountain, but Lao Sang doesn’t have it yet..."
In a flash of thought, he moved a small hill from his own Wuzhen Realm, placed it on the edge of the Heshuo Fire Talisman Realm in the other direction, and said: "Old Sang, this newly occupied world is very suitable for you. There are so many volcanic lands.
Yan, the best in alchemy, I suggest not to make major changes, well, you can’t make major changes, this is your first barrier. Okay, it’s time for me to leave!"
Wu Sheng followed Wang Bu's instructions and took back the spiritual energy of the Garcinia Realm of Heaven and Earth. He tried to eliminate it from Wang Bu's barrier. Of course, it was impossible to eliminate them all. It was very difficult to achieve. The elimination was more than 99%.
, can be separated.
There was another shock between heaven and earth. Wang Bu stood on the top of a mountain in his house and waved to Wu Sheng and Sang Tianwu: "See you two!"
As the two waved goodbye, Wang Bu left with Wuzhenjie, just like sailing a boat out to sea at the dock, but the sea was endless darkness, and soon swallowed Wuzhenjie into it.
After he left, Sang Tianwu took out two divine figures, one belonging to the divine beast Yanhuo and the other belonging to Zhang Zijin.
Wu Sheng suggested: "Master, it's better to absorb Zhang Zijin's godhead. Bachelor Wang also said that his barrier is the most suitable for Master."
Sang Tianwu indeed loved those volcanoes and earth flames very much, so he was not polite at the moment and took Zhang Zijin's godhead into his consciousness, while Wu Sheng took the godhead of Yan Huo to improve the quality of his own godhead.
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