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Seven days later, Jiji Laozu and the angry Luohan finally dragged the heavily injured body out of the rock oars.

The vein of Pangu Continent is extremely stable and strong. Although it was destroyed by begging, the vein soon began to self-adjust and self-recovery. In just seven days, the collapsed pit has gradually recovered and is about to be level with the surrounding ground. The spiritual vein of the earth has also returned to its original trajectory, and the underground magma has gradually solidified, forming a new rock layer.

I didn't have any strength left. At present, my strength has fallen to the same as the Yuanying monk, and the angry arhat struggled to get out of the ground. They are really tearful but want to cry without tears. The flesh and flesh of both of them were corroded by the metamorphic yin water, leaving two skeleton shelves. The skeleton of Jiji Laozu was black, and the skull of the angry arhat was a trace of light gold in sterling silver.

"Yusha!" The ancestor of Jiji snorted coldly.

"Yusha!" The angry arhat looked up to the sky and roared angrily, and then a thunderbolt suddenly exploded on the back of the head of the angry arhat, which was seriously injured and lost his vitality. He staggered forward in confusion and grabbed more than a dozen steps, at least he did not fall to the ground. Before the angry arhat woke up, dozens of thunderbolts kept falling, which made the angry arhat howled, but how could he have the strength to struggle?

Not only the thunder, but also more than a dozen pink sword lights were cut down in a mess, which made the angry Luohan splashed with fire all over his body, but failed to leave him a trace. It's just that the strength of the sword light is great. The angry Luohan's skeleton rack was beaten crooked around, and suddenly fell to the ground. It was hit by the sword light and rolled everywhere, and it could no longer stand.

The ancestor of Jiji was shocked and took a big step back in a hurry. He and the angry Luohan were seriously injured at this moment. There was no strength in the [body], and the skin and flesh were corroded by the metamorphic yin water. It was the weakest time, and a monk in the realm of the Yuanshen might threaten their lives. How can the ancestor of Jiji not panic?

The demon god puppet, who turned into a real person of Sanle, roared and shouted and rushed over with the sword, and the thunder sword crackled at the angry arhat. Sanle Zhenren roared loudly, "Ancestor, please help your disciples and kill this bald donkey!" Seven days ago, the disciple picked up a bargain and slaughtered the bald donkey abbot of the Golden Pavilion Temple!"

Seeing that Sanle Zhenren was killed with several monks from the Great Lotte Palace and some members of the Man family, Jiji Laozu suddenly became ecstatic. He roared loudly, "Good grandchildren have done a good job. Help me kill this bald donkey. The ancestors will be rewarded!"

With a wild laugh, Jiji's ancestor opened his dark skeleton and rushed to the angry arhat. His finger bones poked heavily on the skull of the angry arhat and splashed a large area of Mars. Jiji Laozu shouted fiercely: "Furious arhat, the thought power you have accumulated in these three hundred reincarnations will be cheaper for the ancestors! With your Buddha's essence, the ancestor can repel the devil's head and spend the future disaster of the holy demon fairy! With the help of your Buddhist spirit, what is the ancestor's injury? Give it to me quickly!"

The angry arhat hissed and roared. He struggled to resist, but Don't beg and his party had already rushed, and he bombarded him indiscriminately. At this moment, there is no trace of Buddha's power left in his [body], and he doesn't even have the strength to drive his own Buddha treasure. His body has turned into a skeleton. The strong defensive golden body of Buddhism has turned into a painting cake, and he has even lost the last chance to save his life.

In addition, a Jiji ancestor whose cultivation was not weaker than him was close to him. The angry arhat just struggled for a quarter of an hour, and finally his skeleton was smashed by Jiji Laozu's finger. He took out the relic of a fist the size of his three hundred generations of reincar

Don't beg for a thunderbolt hit the relic, destroying the last trace of real spirit of the angry arhat. The ancestor of Jiji opened his mouth greedily, and the relic suddenly turned into a stream of light and poured into his body, coating a thick layer of silver light on the skeleton of the ancestor of Jiji.

The Buddhist essence of Buddhist monks has great benefits for magic monks. "Eating a Buddhist monk can at least save hundreds of years of hard work.

The ancestor of Jiji devoured the relic of the angry arhat, which was equivalent to double his cultivation out of thin air. As long as he exerts his magic skills and gradually refines the huge essence in the relic, the ancestor of Jiji may be able to increase the cultivation of several products out of thin air.

In addition, the essence of Buddhism is best at repulling all kinds of demons. When the ancestors of Jiji practice in the future, the most painful demons of the immortals can no longer hinder him at all. He can make great efforts and quickly improve his realm and cultivation. Magic skills are the fastest. As long as there is no invasion of demons, no immortal can improve faster than the cultivation of magic immortals.

Swallow all the cultivations of the angry arhats who are also twenty-four immortals. "The future of the Jiji ancestor is really a golden fairy. Maybe he can overcome the heavenly disaster and become the golden fairy of the holy magic fairy.

The greedy ancestor of Jiji simply smashed the skeleton of the angry arhat and inhaled all his bone powder into his body. The body of the Buddhist monk is also a refined Dharma body, which concentrates an extremely huge essence. The Buddha essence in the arhat skull frame is probably equivalent to about 20% of his relic, which is extremely scary.

The magic skill of the ancestor of Jiji was also extremely mysterious, devouring the relic and golden skeleton of the angry arhat. In just a cup of tea, the ancestor of Jiji was covered with a thin layer of muscle again. The scarlet muscles are moving, and there is no skin on it, which looks extremely detoning.

He waved his arm proudly, and the ancestor of Jiji stared at the demon god puppet who turned into a real person and smiled ferociously, "You call... Well, you're from the Great Lotte Palace. What's that?

The demon god puppet knelt down obediently and said respectfully, "My disciple is the real person of Sanle in the Great Lotte Palace, and now he is the lord of He'an City." As he spoke, the demon god puppet cried: "The ancestor is the master of the disciple. The lord of the palace died tragically. The elders were also beaten to death. The foundation of the Great Lotte Palace does not exist. Now the disciple is a lonely ghost, and he will definitely be bullied in the future!"

The ancestor of Jiji patted his chest hard, and he shouted loudly, "It doesn't matter. In the future, you will be the master of the Daxian Palace, that is, the adopted son of the ancestor. Well, you are going to take over the foundation of the Great Lotte Palace. Everything in the palace is up to you. The angry arhat is dead. In the future, the area around Ancheng is your world. You can let it go. If you have an ancestor to take care of you, who dares to disobey, just kill it!"

devoured the relic of the furious arhat, and the confidence of the ancestor of Jiji suddenly burst. He grabbed the ground casually, sucked up the storage ring left by the wooden arhat and squeezed it firmly into his hand. After meditating for a moment, the ancestor of Jiji said with his head, "The vein of the Golden Pavilion Temple is extinct. Hey, you take someone to the Golden Pavilion Temple to search for it, and everything you get is yours."

In a hurry to return to his magic palace to digest today's harvest, Jiji Laozu hurriedly told him a few words and left quickly. Before leaving, he had not forgotten to carve countless ** devil's tokens for Sanle Zhenren, and told him that once someone dared to find fault with Ancheng, he could call Jiji Laozu immediately.

After the ancestor of Jiji, he suddenly turned into a black light and went away, leaving his extremely happy and strange smile in the void. Although he didn't get the essence left by Zhixian, he devoured the angry arhat, which was worth the ticket price.

Seeing Ji's ancestor go away, he tilted his head and cursed in a low voice, "This old man, that bald donkey's ring, he actually took it away?"

Don't beg sighed deeply and nodded angrily: "This is the greed that the orthodox fairy should have! Well, if it weren't for us who are not familiar with the place, if we want to find a backer for a while, we really want to do it for him! Well, the relic of the angry arhat is useless to me now, but it's still very good for you!"

After taking the token from Sanle Zhenren, he waved his hand vigorously: "But, no matter what, we can now occupy He'ancheng at ease. Uh-huh..." Don't beg, he turned his head and looked at the concubine and asked with a little surprise, "Don't you think that you still owe a formality?"

The concubine looked more and more in surprise and looked at Don't beg: "What's missing?"

Don't beg to point to the sky: "Although you have reached your realm, what about the thunderstorm? If you don't get through the thunderstorm this morning, how long will it be delayed?

glanced around, in addition to the blood madman, the Man family who was turned into a puppet of the demon god who was not begging. Don't begging reached out and grabbed the middle of his eyebrows. He grabbed eight fairy weapons flashing strange light and handed them to the blood madman. Eight fairy weapons, you can make do with it. Hurry up and get through the thunderstorm, we will have one more immortal master today, and it's no problem to control Ancheng!"

Looking at the eight fairy weapons handed over by Don't beg, the eyes of the concubine and the blood madman turned green. The master and apprentice hurriedly stretched out their hands and grabbed all the eight fairy weapons. Yan happily looked at a set of fairy clothes, a fairy sword, a fairy shield and a handkerchief used to capture the opponent on a large scale. She nodded and smiled and said, "If you are so big in the future, what if I am determined to follow you?"

Don't beg for nothing, as long as you know the importance. Those serious immortals don't necessarily have a few fairy weapons. As soon as they take action, there are eight pieces, which is very worthy of you. Can the world take out several fairy artifacts and give them to others like Buqi, the peak monk of Yuanying? He is definitely the only one!

With the help of fairy weapons, the process of getting through the thunderstorm is really good, and there is nothing worth talking about.

When the group returned to He'an City, Sanle Zhenren was immediately assigned to his family, set up tables and chairs in front of the city lord's house, and erected a high flagpole. There is a long flag hanging on the flagpole, with a line of ink-marked words on it: "The Lotte Palace is grand to attract the heroes of the world!

On the walls on both sides of the main gate of the city's mansion, a large notice is posted on the left and one right, which is marked with the conditions and benefits of the city's main mansion: Jindan immortals, ten lower spiritual stones, and several elixir charms.

Yuanying Dixian, Yue Dai 100 lower-grade spiritual stones, a number of elixir charms, and a number of gold and silver.

Yuanshen semi-immortal, 100 medium-grade spiritual stones, a number of elixirs, a number of gold and silver, a number of wine and delicacies, and a gift for luxury houses.

Tianxian... Well, the small pool of the Lotte Palace Temple is shallow, and I dare not attract the immortal-level existence for the time being.

As soon as this announcement came out, it was immediately silent with Ancheng.