Liu Qiankun, who was trapped in the net, was urging the spirit infant in his body to continuously release spiritual energy to fight against the increasingly tight golden net. He was thinking quickly, and he used his multitasking skills to the fullest. He was like this.
For such a person, no matter how powerful his opponent is, he will never be able to give up hope until the last moment.
The spiritual infant and him were one and naturally sensed the crisis they were experiencing at this time. His purple eyes widened and his little hands kept waving. Waves of majestic spiritual energy came out of his body, like a pair of powerful hands tearing apart.
The surrounding golden net, however, the toughness and strength of that golden net have long exceeded any kind of restraint. Instead, it is getting tighter and tighter. Pieces of skin and flesh protrude from the mesh holes, and the network cables have long been deeply embedded in the skin and flesh.
Saint Immortal Wuming walked over with a smile on his face. The golden lotus in his hand pressed down and fell towards Liu Qiankun's head.
Clang!
The dragon roared, and the Qingming Sword beside him bounced from the ground, and one side of the sword's edge was cut on the golden lotus leaf.
Snapped!
A muffled sound reached his ears, and a huge force swung the golden lotus away, and even Wuming's body tilted to the side.
"Hey!" A strange color appeared on Wuming's face, and he shouted softly, his eyes looking directly at the ancient sword hanging above Liu Qiankun's head.
The Qingming Sword hung quietly above its owner's head, with dark cyan light flashing on the sword. A cold breath filled the air, and even Lan Kong, who was standing beside him, felt a chill on his back...
Liu Qiankun's eyelids were so strangled that he was numb. The damn golden net actually imprisoned his consciousness so tightly that no matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't get out even a single strand. He could only move a few times in the net with difficulty.
Lowering his body, he felt very aggrieved and depressed. He couldn't figure out why this old monster would mess with him for no reason?
"What a divine weapon to protect the Lord. Wuming is not trying to hurt your lord, he is just trying to help him hide his appearance as the divine infant of the Purple Mansion!" Wuming stroked his beard and said with a smile.
As if Qingming Sword understood Wuming's words, its brilliance slowly fell down, and it lay silently next to its master.
call!
Lan Kong finally understood Shengxian Wuming's intention, took a long breath of relief, and his high-hanging heart calmed down.
The Golden Lotus of Good Fortune rose again and landed gently on Liu Qiankun's head. A look of solemnity appeared on Wuming's face, and bits of golden light oozed from the golden lotus in his palm and penetrated into the top of Liu Qiankun's head.
Tsk tsk tsk!
The golden light shot straight down through his body, traveling very fast inside his body, and finally gathered in his dantian, wrapping the spirit infant layer by layer. The spirit infant opened his eyes angrily, and danced out thousands of cruel paths with his palms.
Shadows, streams of spiritual energy shot out, scattering bits of golden light around him. Liu Qiankun could only watch this strange battle in his lower abdomen.
The spirit infant steadily gained the upper hand, and the flashing gold stars beside him were scattered by him, and some were even ejected out of the lower abdomen. This divine power made Liu Qiankun, the real body, unable to help but feel ashamed.
The nameless white eyebrows twisted and destroyed the golden lotus in his hand with all his strength, and streams of golden threads poured into Liu Qiankun's body like a flood. He had known that the Zifu Divine Infant would not obey, so he restrained his body in advance, but he never thought of this.
The Divine Infant is so powerful that it can break through the golden light emitted by the Golden Lotus one by one. It is really beyond expectation.
He knew that the Zifu Divine Infant was particularly fragile when it first formed and was not strong enough to withstand the power of the Golden Lotus. However, in order for Liu Qiankun to improve his cultivation, Lan Kong just poured three pieces of Xuelanshi's spiritual energy into the Divine Infant.
Let this newly formed little divine infant add thousands of years of cultivation...
At this time, Liu Qiankun was like a monster. His body had only been cultivated for a year, but the divine baby in his body had already reached the state of ascension. If the two were not closely related, and his powerful true god body, he might have appeared.
The strange thing about the divine baby ascending and leaving his physical body in the world!
At this time, Saint Immortal Wuming was not fighting with a newly formed spiritual infant cultivator, but with a true immortal who had cultivated for thousands of years. Naturally, he would not let him get his wish easily.
After resisting for a while, the divine infant was finally unable to withstand the encirclement and suppression of the golden light, and was entangled in golden threads and could no longer move.
Wuming smiled slightly, let go of his palm, and the Golden Lotus of Good Fortune slowly floated up, spinning rapidly three feet above Liu Qiankun's head. The gorgeous and dazzling golden light radiated out, like a golden compass.
The golden disk shrinks a bit every time it rotates. I don’t know how many times it has been rotated. The golden lotus has shrunk to the size of a toothpick. At this time, it can no longer be called a disk. It may be better to describe it as a small ball.
appropriate.
Wuming pressed down his palms, his beard and hair moved automatically without wind, his face was solemn, and the little golden ball drew a bright arc in the air and flew towards Liu Qiankun's lower abdomen.
laugh!
The golden light flashed away, and the golden lotus of good fortune went in along the slightly protruding belly button, passed through the Dantian and was imprinted on the center of the divine infant's eyebrows.
The body of the little divine infant twisted in pain several times, and finally became motionless. The purple halo lingering around the body slowly dissipated, and even the purple in the eyes faded completely, and it returned to the appearance of an ordinary spiritual infant, except that
There is a small golden mole between the eyebrows.
Hiss! The golden net on Liu Qiankun's body turned into little golden lights and disappeared without a trace. He only felt his body lightened, and the sense of restraint on his body disappeared. He slapped his palms on the ground and stood up tall. He grabbed the Qingming Sword and shouted angrily.
Welcome towards Wuming.
The Golden Lotus of Creation has merged with the Divine Infant of the Purple Mansion, hiding the purple energy completely. Lan Kong stared blankly at all this, and the shock in his heart was indescribable. If one day the Divine Infant can refine the energy in his body,
Jin Lian, the little guy in front of you will definitely become the pinnacle of the three realms...
"Send me out!" Liu Qiankun glared at Shengxian Wuming and spat out four words coldly.
He knew in his heart that the old monster in front of him had given him a powerful magical weapon, but there was no joy in his heart. Instead, he felt depressed about being toyed with by others.
"Go! The land of imprisoned gods is no longer blocking your way!" Wuming stroked his long beard and said with a smile.
Liu Qiankun was about to curse a few words, but he didn't expect his eyes to blur and he was standing in the cold cell again. He only heard a crunching sound in his ears, and the milky white door slowly opened.
Open a gap as wide as one person.
"Go! I'll stay here to accompany the Holy Immortal. I have a companion at least. If you see Lan Ling, don't mention me!" Lan Kong's voice sounded slowly in his ears.
Liu Qiankun nodded, turned over his hand and grabbed a piece of Xuan Jing the size of a fist, and jumped into the crack of the door.
Ouch!
A thunderous beast howl suddenly sounded, and a huge black shadow whizzed over like a hill. What came into view was a big mouth full of fangs, white and shimmering with a cold light...
Liu Qiankun was so horrified that he shook his hand and shot out the mysterious crystal, and he immediately stepped away and retreated several feet.
Boom! His back hit the extremely hard wall with a loud bang, and with the flash of white light, he finally saw clearly the appearance of the giant beast in front of him.
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