Chapter 176 God-eating Ghost Vine

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At this time, the battle on the side of the dead butterfly also became white-hot. The white charm clenched on the left hand was also stimulated by the withered butterfly at this time.

As soon as the white rune seal came out of the hand of the withered butterfly, it immediately flashed out.

Lingkudie's eyes condensed, and her hands quickly formed a strange seal that Xiao Heng had never seen before. The glory on the seal is fleeting. The next moment, the space around the seal is immediately broken into cracks. A strong space vibration swept away in an instant.

Seeing this strange scene, Shura Tianzun and the other four elders of the Incineration Sect stood solemnly in the distance and did not dare to approach at all.

The gradually broken space, accompanied by the change of the magic seal of Lingkudie's hands, immediately collapsed. A dark space wormhole appeared in the air in an instant. A strange wind swept out of this deep space wormhole like a black hole in an instant.

Ghost Xunhua and other people have never dissipated the slightest spiritual smoke on the nine giant tripods in front of them. At this time, it was also gradually dissipated by this strange yin wind.

"What is this?" As Shura Tianzun breathed heavily, he narrowed his eyes and stared doubtfully at the expanding wormhole in the space and said to himself.

When Gui Xunhua and others saw this, they immediately pinched the magic formula and gradually condensed the spiritual smoke blown away by the wind.

At this time, the withered butterfly's face was as heavy as water, and it looked like it was firmly dominant. However, she knew that if the other party immediately displayed something in the soul-broken magic weapon, she would not be so relaxed. Although the soul-breaking magic weapon is very rare, she would not believe it if there were no seven or eight pieces in this huge incinerator sect. Of course, one or two pieces, the withered butterfly will not be afraid of anything.

Just when everyone was extremely nervous, the space wormhole that had expanded to about four sticks in diameter suddenly gushed out a large number of strange and thick gray vines like buckets.

The vines are light gray, like dead bones. Above the vines are full of holes the size of walnuts. A strong yin qi, like flowing water, poured out crazily into those dense holes.

As soon as these gray vines came out of the space wormhole with a strong yin qi, they immediately wrapped around Shura Tianzun at a high speed like a practice. As soon as Shura Tianzun realized, the strange vine had flown away in front of him.

Shura Tianzun's pupils suddenly shrank, his body retreated violently, and his hands were also blocked. The fast-wound vine was immediately shaken out hundreds of feet by the powerful anti-shock force.

But before he had time to be proud, Shura Tianzun's eyes suddenly showed a trace of confusion. The next moment, the figure of Shura Tianzun was submerged by the overwhelming vines. A strong yin qi was also madly poured into the mouth and nose of Shura Tianzun. A painful scream immediately came from the mouth of Shura Tianzun.

"It turned out to be a summoning skill. This ghost cultivation doesn't look simple... It is recorded that the summoner can only be refined by the strong in the Holy Land in the upper world? Is this person entangled with the strong man in the Holy Land? Or, in the rest of the worlds, is there another movement? Seeing this, Tong Ji, the patriarch of the burning sect with thousands of feet of appearance, first widened his eyes in disbelief. Then he immediately took a deep breath and said in his heart suspiciously.

Seeing this situation, the four people also changed their faces. No one would have thought that the withered butterfly would perform such a terrible summoning skill. As soon as he came, he defeated the Shura Tianzun with the highest cultivation at present.

While the remaining four elders of the Incineration Sect were in a hurry, a thunder suddenly flashed in the sky above their heads. The next moment, a figure appeared on the head of the five people, including Ghost Xunhua.

Before Gui Xunhua and others could react, a solid thing wrapped in spiritual power was suddenly thrown into the giant tripod in front of him.

Ghost Xunhua and the other three were shocked. They only cared about blocking the strange vines ejected from the wormhole in the space, but ignored the other person. Xiao Heng.

Before he could react, the bag of things tightly wrapped in spiritual power fell into one of the most peripherals of the nine giant tripods. Ghost Xunhua stood close and vaguely saw two different elixirs and a monster gallbladder-shaped thing in it.

"Flash." After Xiao Heng shouted at the dead butterfly, the thunderlight under his feet flashed again. With a flash of thunder in the sky, Xiao Heng's figure disappeared again.

"Thunder Dun? Huh? What is that?" At this time, Tongji, the patriarch of incineration, who did not lose his temper when Shura Tianzun was defeated, changed his face at this time. The original plan was to destroy it with the remaining elders with the soul-breaking magic weapon after consuming the spiritual power of the dead butterfly. If you use the soul-breaking magic weapon in advance, it is estimated that the withered butterfly will also perform large-scale spells. At that time, it is estimated that the loss of your sect will not be small. But who knows, something went wrong here.

The dead butterfly saw Xiao Heng. After being stunned, it also nodded immediately. As soon as the gray light appeared under his feet, it swept towards the rear at a high speed.

"Bang... xiao xiao ..." A heavy muffled sound suddenly came from the giant tripod of Shennong grass released by Xiao Heng, demon butterfly flower and dragon python poison bag.

The white spiritual smoke also became as dark as ink at this moment. A sound like a snake spitting out a letter was also made in the giant tripod.

The ghost was close to the flower. Just as he wanted to dodge, a little black smoke stained the protective light outside his body. Immediately, there was a sound of water dripping into the fire. And the protective light also began to flash and become unstable at this moment.

As soon as the pupil shrank, the ghost looked for a flower and retreated wildly, but he found that the protective light behind him was also stained with some extremely corrosive black smoke. With a crazy change of face, the ghost Xunhua thought of Tu Dun.

With both hands pinching the magic formula, before there is time to run the spiritual power, a faint black smoke penetrated into the body protection light of the ghost looking for flowers.

"Ah..." A scream came, and the three monks who had already lost more than two hundred feet saw the situation, and couldn't help swallowing a mouthful of saliva. Without looking back, the light flashed more than a thousand feet.

At this time, the tripod that Xiao Heng threw into the giant tripod of Shennong Grass and other things. The spiritual light also suddenly disappeared, like a mortal, staggering down to the ground.

"No, my Jiuli Shenyan Ding." As soon as Tong Ji saw the giant tripod, he suddenly lost his spirit and fell down to the ground, and his face immediately twisted. He exclaimed in horror.

And the remaining eight giant tripods were also attacked by the black smoke at this time, and the spiritual light on it also began to fade quickly.

The three elders of the incinerator who escaped were also holding the cyan jade charm and kept pouring divine thoughts into it, trying to manipulate the remaining giant tripods. But it was like a mud cow entering the sea, and there was no reaction at all.

The child's face is like dead ashes, and his original appearance has long been gone. At this time, he was staring at the nine giant tripods that slowly fell down and muttered something to himself.

"Brother, this poison element is too violent. We must control the poison element first. Otherwise, the foundation of our incineration sect will be completely destroyed. When a middle-aged man in the middle of the Yuan Dynasty next to Tong Ji saw the situation, he quickly said to Tong Ji, who was still standing.

The child's face was stunned, and the loss in his eyes gradually recovered. Shaking his head, Tongji was also afraid at this time. Unexpectedly, the damage of Jiuli Shenyan Ding would make him lose his mind. If someone had attacked, he would have died long ago.

As soon as he looked straight, Tongji immediately took out a jade bottle with lavender runes from the universe ring. With a hand and a throw, the jade bottle immediately flew into the sky. Then he pinched the magic formula with both hands, and the cap of the jade bottle flew away in an instant. A fierce suction immediately came out of the jade bottle, slowly sucking the dark poisonous black smoke into the jade bottle.

At this time, a white sword flashed, and the jade bottle broke in an instant. The poison yuan black smoke that was previously received was actually released again at this time. The surrounding flowers and trees, and even the stones, were instantly corroded into dark slag.

"Hand over all the magic stones, and I can help you deal with this thing." Xiao Heng looked at Tongji in the distance and said without emotion.

Tong Ji's face turned cold and said, "Don't think that there is a ghost cultivation in the middle of the heavenly mirror beside me. I will have some scrupulous about you. The broken soul sword in my hand, but I haven't eaten the ghost cultivation for a long time."

When the withered butterfly beside Xiao Heng heard the words, a cold light flashed in his eyes. The huge space wormhole still suspended in the air shot out a thick and strange vine again, and shot at Tongji.

Seeing this, Tong Ji shook his right hand, and a golden spiritual sword immediately appeared in his hand. Looking at its spiritual light, it should still look like a mid-level spiritual weapon.

I didn't see how Tong Ji cast the spell. It was just a long sword, and the gray vine, which had been shot less than ten feet in front of him, was immediately cut off by a golden sword that suddenly flashed. From interruption to two sections.

"Evil ghosts, that's all." Tong Ji snorted disdainfully and shook his hand. The spiritual sword immediately disappeared in his hand.

But before the child was over, in the hole of the bean-sized hole on the gray vine that had been cut into two sections, a terrible eyeball suddenly appeared. The whole vine looks like a monster full of eyes. It makes people feel cold all over.

There was a flash of horror in Tongji's eyes, and a distant cry suddenly sounded in Tongji's heart. Tongji's eyes blurred at this moment. Suddenly, all kinds of past events appeared unconsciously in the brain.

At the age of ten, he followed his master to learn Taoism for the first time, and at the age of 60, he successfully advanced into the spiritual realm... And 700 years ago, I successfully condensed my external incarnation and advanced to the original realm... All kinds of... So familiar.

Even the figure of the parents who have not seen each other for thousands of years suddenly appeared in my mind. His rough hands, holding a pair of wooden chopsticks, and holding a green vegetable in the bowl of Tongji.

"Ji'er, why don't you eat it?" The mother's kind face appeared in Tongji's mind again. Thousands of years... I have never seen my parents again.

As soon as the picture turns, in a small village facing the morning glow. Nine-year-old Tongji was sitting on the big stone at the entrance of the village, waiting for his parents to come home after finishing his work. At this time, a middle-aged Taoist in a black Taoist robe suddenly appeared in front of Tong Ji.

After the middle-aged Taoist glanced at Tong Ji, there was an obvious trace of joy in his eyes, and he still said to himself, "In this earthly small village, there is actually a person with immortality." After saying that, he couldn't help but grab Tongji and flew away...

Sometimes, a farewell is forever. At this time, tears appeared in Tongji's eyes. Tong Ji looked up at the sky and sighed to himself, "I have practiced Taoism all my life, but I have lost filial piety."

Several people around Tongji had found something wrong at this time. The defensive spiritual weapons were also sacrificed at this time and blocked in front of Tongji.

"I can't resist the god-eating ghost vine that I summon from the yinling swamp with summoning skills. Unless the divine thoughts above the sky mirror are above, I can't resist it. Shenxingshi, do you hand it over or not? Ling Kudie looked at the people opposite him with cold eyes and shouted murderously.

And Xiao Heng was also stunned by the power of the god-eating ghost vine at this time. A plant in the yinling world could make the monk's mind at the peak of the Yuanjing be lost for so long. But Xiao Heng didn't know that this kind of yinling swamp with devouring gods and ghosts is also known as the existence of "God-eating realm" in the yinling world.

If it hadn't been for the virtual ghost king who roughly calculated the approximate coordinates of the "God-eating realm" and refined a lot of summoning charms, the withered butterfly would have been a little troublesome today.

After the child sighed, he suddenly heard the murderous cold shout of Lingkudie, which was immediately shocked. Shura Tianzun, who was forcibly promoted to the early stage of the Sky Mirror, was probably affected by this thing. Only then will it be submerged by the god-eating ghost vine in an instant.

Although Shura Tianzun forcibly promoted his cultivation to the early stage of the Sky Mirror, his divine cultivation is still the divine idea in the later stage of Yuanjing. He still can't resist the god-eating vine.

Tong Ji's eyes flashed, and he just doubted the road he had built for thousands of years. He could not help sighing again. With a shake of his right hand, a jade box with a seal appeared in his hand.

"Here are twelve Shenxing stones, which were excavated from the mustard concentrate vein occupied by my incineration sect. Take it." Tong Ji threw out the jade box in his hand with a blank face and said coldly to the dead butterfly.

Lingkudie frowned and said in a low voice again, "I want twenty yuan. I believe that your incineration sect can't have such twelve yuan."

A trace of anger flashed in Tong Ji's eyes when he heard the words, and he said with a strong anger, "I only have twelve yuan. Even if the senior has slaughtered all my incineration sect, I still have only twelve yuan."

The murderous spirit in the eyes of the withered butterfly exploded, and he said with evil angrily, "Do you think I don't dare?" After saying that, he reached out and grabbed it through the air. A huge ghost claw suddenly condensed on the top of the heads of the ordinary disciples of the Incineration Sect, and was about to grab it down. A golden sword flashed, and the ghost's claws suddenly disappeared.

"Okay, you won. Here are eight Shenxing Stones. You can take them. Tongji's eyes were red and he was furious.

After that, a small jade box was thrown out again. Ling Kudie took it steadily. After a check, he immediately nodded to Xiao Heng.

Xiao Heng was speechless and reached out to take out the poisonous order from his arms. A magic formula hits the heavenly poison order, and a suction force is immediately generated in the heavenly poison order. The poisonous black smoke, which was still raging and raging, was inhaled into the heavenly poison order one by one.

Seeing that the poisonous black smoke in his sect was so easily collected by Xiao Heng, a sharp light flashed in Tongji's eyes again: "Your name is Xiao Heng. You can defeat my whole incineration sect with just two people, but your good friend's Tian Zhuzong is not guaranteed. Now I guess it's suffering in deep and hot water. Humph, I'll see if you two can save Tianzhuzong.

Xiao Heng's eyes condensed and shouted coldly, "What are you talking about? What's wrong with Tian Zhuzong?

Tong Ji smiled and said with a wild smile, "Tianzhuzong was raided by the master of the Blood Gate half a month ago. Chicheng has lost and lost five Yuanjing monks. Now all the disciples have come to the top of Tian Zhufeng. Relying on the mountain protection array to survive, even if you rush there now, it's too late. Hahaha..."

Xiao Heng's eyes were cold, and he turned his head and looked at the withered butterfly. After his eyes flashed, he said, "Senior, the sect of a friend of the younger generation has been destroyed. I want to invite my senior..."

Before Xiao Heng finished his words, he was interrupted by Ling Kudie waving his hand: "I know, it's the friend who you tried your best to send him out first. You have helped me a lot this time. I will try my best to help you solve this matter.

Xiao Heng breathed a sigh of relief and bowed his hand gratefully, "Thank you, senior."

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