Taishang Laojun looked at Ziyi distressedly and took out a colorful elixir.
"White Dragon, this is a victory gift born to the strong. At that time, the Zhunti plan was exposed and was not distributed. If you give it to Ziyi, she will recover as before."
Um!
Bailong took the elixir and put it into Ziyi's mouth.
In an instant, the elixir turned into juice, flowing on Ziyi's limbs and bones.
From time to time, Ziyi's bloodless face gradually regained its color.
The black lips gradually returned to pink.
Ziyi slowly opened her eyes, and when she saw the person in front of her clearly, she hugged Bailong tightly.
"Ms. sir, is this another world? Are you dead too?"
Bailong stroked Ziyi's head.
"We are not dead, everything is over."
"real?"
Ziyi raised his head and looked at Bailong with tears in his eyes.
Bai Long nodded and said with a smile: "We are really not dead. Look, the father, the emperor, the queen, and the Taoist ancestors are all here."
Wow……
Ziyi, who had just calmed down, buried his face into Bailong's chest again and cried loudly.
"I thought I would never see you again! Wow! I was scared to death!!"
"If you're not afraid, it's because your husband is not good. If you're not afraid, you're not afraid."
At this time, the six princesses, Chang'e, Luoluo, and the six great saints also rushed over.
"Ms. sir, we are flying slowly. Is Ziyi okay?"
Bailong handed Ziyi to them and warned: "Keep an eye on Ziyi, she is frightened, I have something to do."
"Don't worry, sir!"
The six princesses Chang'e can tell what Bailong is going to do next.
Bailong clasped his fists and bowed respectfully to Taishang Laojun and the Jade Emperor.
"Taozu, your majesty, can you release the dog thief Duer? I want to beat him to death with my own hands!!!"
Um?
The Jade Emperor and Taishang Laojun looked at each other.
Master Du'e has become abnormal.
Such a powerful person is a threat to the three realms and cannot be left behind.
Moreover, Ziyi was tortured like that by him...
It is not too much to ask Bai Long to kill him with his own hands.
However, you can't fight here.
In the late stage of Daluo Jinxian and the fourth level of Quasi-Saint, just the burst of mana can kill countless mortals.
Bailong saw through the thoughts of the two people and said respectfully: "Taozu, Your Majesty, under my command, there is no room for resistance at all, and there will be no fluctuations in the air."
Master Du'e listened, and anger instantly rushed to his throat.
A pure junior actually threatened to beat him to death with his own hands?
No room for resistance yet?
snort!
"Little bastard! I have lived for tens of millions of years, and you are not even ten thousand years old. How can you still..."
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Do you want to beat me to death? Wouldn’t it be possible for you to fly out of the sky without the two eggs holding you?"
Bailong ignored Master Du'e and looked at Taishang Laojun and the Jade Emperor pleadingly.
"Daozu, Your Majesty! Give me a chance. I want Ziyi to watch in person, and her tormentor roars in pain. You just need to suppress his spirit and don't let him explode!"
Um!
Before the Jade Emperor spoke, Taishang Laojun nodded.
"Okay! Pindao appreciates you more and more. Bailong, if Pindao were you, you would do the same thing!"
I saw Taishang Laojun point his finger, and a ray of white light flew into the body of Master Du'e.
At the same time, Taishang Laojun used the saint's barrier to trap Du'e Zhenren.
Taishang Laojun took back Taiyi whisk and said: "Go, Bailong, punish him with your own hands!"
"Thank you Daozu!"
Whoosh!
Rainbow light flashed across.
Bailong went straight into the barrier.
At the same time, Master Du'e also unleashed the power of Quasi-Sage's Fourth Transformation and rushed towards Bailong.
"You little bastard! I can't live anyway. Then I'll teach you how to respect the elders!"
Boom boom boom boom!
There were continuous explosions and air waves, making the barrier buzz.
Master Du'e's fists and feet were flying, and white air was spraying from his mouth.
The technique of white dragon, golden crow and rainbow, combined with the ecstasy spell, makes the spear appear like a dragon.
One is strong in strength, and the other is top in agility.
Hundreds of rounds went back and forth, and the two were evenly matched.
However, this is it!
Purple light flashed across Bailong's eyes, and he shouted sharply.
"Take your life!!!"
My trough!
Taishang Laojun, Jade Emperor, Queen Mother, Cihang, Lu Dongbin, Barefoot Immortal, Wudang Virgin, Huanglong Zhenren and the Three Immortals of Fortune, Luxury and Shou are all people who have participated in the battle between gods and demons.
They stared at the barrier and couldn't help but widen their eyes.
The Jade Emperor looked at Taishang Laojun in surprise, and then looked at the barrier.
"Senior Brother Taishang, this move is..."
Taishang Laojun stroked his beard and said: "Yes, there are seventy-two styles of the God-killing Spear!"
Damn it!
Everyone present had their mouths wide open at this moment.
Even Princess Qiyi, Chang'e, Luoluo, Nezha, twenty-eight stars, and one hundred thousand heavenly soldiers and generals were stunned in mid-air.
They have all heard of the seventy-two styles of the God-killing Spear Technique.
That is the supreme spear technique in the three realms, created by Demon Ancestor Luo Hou, a terrifying existence!
What Bailong uses is the 72nd style of the God-killing Spear Technique?
Bailong feinted with a shot and cast the ecstasy spell, creating four clones.
He walked around behind Master Du'e and cut off the left arm of Master Du'e's golden body with one shot.
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ah!!!
Master Du'e screamed in shocking pain, and hit Bailong behind him in the face with a right fist.
This speed is so terrifying!
However, Bailong had already changed his mind.
The illusion turned into eight, surrounding the real person Du'e.
The white dragon shuttles back and forth between eight positions.
Du'e Zhenren can't tell which one is true.
Don't say it's him, even Taishang Laojun can't tell it at this time.
Master Du'e punched the white dragon in front of him in the face.
But this one is also a prosthesis!
The illusion was shattered and re-consolidated the next second.
"Don't hide like a turtle! Fight me with actual combat!"
Master Du'e hit the next white dragon again.
But as soon as he punched out his fist, Bai Long circled around his illusion and swung his gun fiercely.
"ah!!!!"
Master Du'e screamed like a slaughtered pig, with blue veins popping up on his forehead.
The right arm of his golden body was also cut off by Bai Long!
Master Due also knew that he could not defeat Bailong at all.
You can't even touch Bailong's hair.
But he is not willing to give in!
Having lived for tens of millions of years, it’s a shame that you can’t even defeat a descendant who is only over 5,000 years old!
"Little Bailong! Hurry up and give grandpa a good time!"
snort!
The eight white dragon clones raised their lips playfully and said in unison.
"Wouldn't it be an advantage for you to let you die like this? You haven't tasted Ziyi's pain, so I won't let you die."
As soon as he finished speaking, Bailong shot and cut off the right leg of Master Du'e.
Another shot cut off Du'e Zhenren's left leg.
The blood of Du'e Zhenren fell like rain.
The quasi-sage's blood, like water in a bottle, covered the bottom of the barrier.
five minutes!
Bailong shot one after another, cutting the golden body of Du'e into 36,525 parts in total.
Bai Long controlled it very well, letting him enjoy the pain without letting him die.
It wasn't until the golden body of the real person Du'e turned into a pile of minced meat that the soul was freed.
"Nielong, how dare you cut me to pieces with a thousand knives? Take your life!"
snort!
"You can't do it even if you have a golden body, but you only have a soul, and you still want to challenge me?"
Evil dragon!
Master Du'e was so angry that he was speechless.
He quickly punched and kicked, and it took him two seconds to shatter eight illusions.
However, every time one of the illusions dissipates, it can reunite into two.
Sixteen white dragons stared coldly at Master Du'e.
"Old thief Du'e, I wonder how many pieces your soul can be cut into by me?"