Chapter 87 The Magic Seal Loose

What can I do now? Bai Weixuan was a little worried, but she couldn't stop it. The pure sun fire seemed to have made up its mind to resist the thunder and lightning porch, and the burning flame rose a little more.

At this moment, the lightning porch seemed to deeply feel that its majesty had been provoked, and a cyan thunderbolt hit it down. The fierce electric current aroused a tremor in the pure yang fire, but unfortunately, it did not cause any substantial damage to the pure yang fire.

Seeing this, Bai Weixuan first ignored the problem of pure yang fire and decided to solve the problem of lightning first. She tried to condense the appearance of a cold knife with the golden ball that was almost solid metal.

This golden ball is abruptly compressed by the golden fog and the true qi in Bai Weixuan's body. Although it is extremely strong, it can be mobilized by Bai Weixuan, and soon formed a knife as thin as cicada wings.

The knife in his hand shines with cold light, like the cold air of a hidden knife, but there is a golden flame densely distributed on the outside. Bai Weixuan held a treasure knife and experienced the horror of the thunder and lightning porch. Now this pure yang fire is her last hope.

Sitting on the ground, Bai Weixuan could not keep her body free at all. The pressure of the thunder and lightning porch was not blocked by the pure yang fire, and at this time, she needed to almost crush her into a meat pie and wave a knife to cut it.

This is no less difficult than ordinary people holding a hundred catties of knives to cut iron. Whether you can cut it first, you can do it with one hand, oh no, raising the knife with both hands is enough to laugh secretly.

Seeing that the lightning porch dropped a little more, Bai Weixuan gritted her teeth and raised the knife above the head of the country and pedaled it with all her best. The whole person was quickly pressed back from the ground. In this gap, Bai Weixuan took advantage of the huge impact of this decline and directly rushed to the lightning porch with a knife.

The golden flame of the pure sun fire burned quietly, as if it had remained unchanged for ten thousand years. Bai Weixuan's figure seemed to be fixed there in an instant, and the golden knife in her hand maintained the posture of cutting into the thunder and lightning porch.

Time almost stopped flowing, only Bai Weixuan's heartbeat came from above tightly and violently.

With a crisp sound, it instantly filled the void. Under this seemingly clumsy knife, the hard protection of the lightning porch collapsed, fragilely turned into fragments, and then disappeared into the void.

The golden knife in Bai Weixuan's hand also dissipated, and she fell to the ground heavily, thinking that she could breathe a sigh of relief. But when the thunder and lightning porch burst, a horrible cyan thunder and fire directly broke through the defense of the pure yang fire and penetrated into her divine consciousness. When she was still able to exclaim, the pure yang fire outside seemed to feel that her low position was threatened, and also shrank into a small ball, and then penetrated into her divine consciousness.

It's over. This is Bai Weixuan's last thought before falling into hell, and the ensuing pain almost verified her idea.

Two competing flames penetrated into her consciousness and thought about what would happen with her toes. In order to seize the territory, there will inevitably be a fierce fight between the two, and the final victim of this fight is Bai Weixuan.

The divine consciousness is like a boat swaying on the vast sea. This time, Bai Weixuan really felt that her good luck had come to an end. The fierce battle between the two almost consumed most of her consciousness and consciousness in a few breaths.

The last divine mind is like the fire of a candle. A gust of wind can blow it out. Bai Weixuan's situation has reached the worst point.

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Outside the Seven Killing Tower, in the dark palace, a little yellow treasure light flickered.

The man in white came out of the dust and had a temperament like a fairy frowned slightly. Seeing the scene in the water curtain in the middle pool, his whole momentum seemed a little terrible.

"Don't be impatient. This depends on the opportunity." The silver-haired man next to the man in white said calmly.

"What's the opportunity? You didn't even expect it to develop to this extent, did you? Pure yang fire and thunderstorm appear at the same time. Do you know what this means? The man in white couldn't help saying in a low voice, "I won't let her face anything alone this time."

"This is her opportunity. You just need to look at it. Whether it is swallowed by those two destructive forces or reborn through the cocoon depends on her own creation. The silver-haired man still has a faint expression, and there is a self-evident indifference in his words.

The man in white snorted coldly and said disdainfully, "What should I say about your business? You are a god, and I'm different from you. I'm an immortal. I only do it with my own heart. Everything else doesn't matter."

After saying that, the man in white was about to go to the Seven Killing Hall, but he heard a faint reminder from the silver-haired man behind: "You have to think about it. If you help her, you will be immediately directly bombarded by 72 thunderbolts in the Seven Killing Hall."

The man in white raised his eyebrows, did not stop, and did not say anything. His figure disappeared into the hall in an instant.

In the wide hall, only the lonely figure of the silver-haired man was left in an instant. He stretched out his hand and another scene appeared in front of him.

In the wide water curtain, a handsome man in black sat on the ground. His body was full of aura and a deep breath. When he looked carefully, he found that there was a faint light in his Dantian. A little man almost exactly like him was also sitting, and his body was still a little blurred.

With the passage of time, the little man condensed little by little until he suddenly opened his eyes.

In the early stage of Yuanying.

At this moment, Qin Weiming has completely broken through the Jindan period, entered a new realm, successfully gave birth to a baby, and became a real deterrent existence. Today's Qin Weiming can completely sweep the whole Nanjing City.

Seeing this scene, the silver-haired man in the hall also nodded, and a trace of appreciation appeared in his eyes. Then his hand waved again, and many pictures appeared on the pool. The silver-haired people swept away at will. In the picture, it was the three giants of Nanjing City who entered the tomb with Qin Weiming and Bai Weixuan, as well as their men.

Liang Shouzi is now in a good mood, and he is really lucky. In this Seven Killing Hall, he was scattered with everyone at a certain intersection, but in the end, he got a lot of treasures. With these treasures and the battle with some monsters, he was lucky to break through his cultivation and advance to the Golden Dan period.

Every time he thinks of this, he can't help smiling, and his fingers unconsciously touch his storage bag. There are still a lot of inventory there!

Compared with Liang Shouzi's lucky red blood gang, he is much more unlucky. Although his cultivation has also improved, it is the result of the continuous battle of monsters. It is completely hard work. There is no cleverness. He doesn't even see a spiritual stone.

Their group is basically scattered. Liang Shouzi rushed alone, and there were only two or three younger brothers around the owner of the Red Blood Gang. Only the people of the city master's mansion gathered together. Every time they were born and died, they also got their own things, and they were relatively fair in the distribution of items.

As a treasure seeker, Feimin follows the city owner all the way and rarely fights, but controls the direction of the whole team with keen perception. She herself raised her cultivation to the early stage of fusion with the help of the aura of those spirits, which is not far from the middle stage of fusion.

In addition, the luck of the people of Wumeng seems to have been used up by Liang Shouzi. They have the most people to come, but they are also the one who has the most killed and disappeared among the three forces, and the resources they get are only a little better than those of the Red Blood Gang.

casually glanced at the state of these people, and the silver-haired man sighed. Compared with the progress of Bai Weixuan and Qin Weiming, the breakthrough of these people was simply a juggling that did not appear on the stage.

"I don't know if I can keep the seal next time..." The silver-haired man spread out his palm, and there was a trace of worry between his eyebrows. At the root of his white and slender fingers, there are strange lines, which tremble faintly, and the runes are intermittently distorted, as if trying to break through the golden light barrier in his palm again and again.

"Ayu, the time limit is approaching, and you can't stop me anymore!" Suddenly, the magic sound came into his ears, and the silver-haired man frowned, and a familiar face appeared in front of him.

Once upon a time, he also fought side by side with this person, but the invasion of the demon clan not only took this person away, but also turned him into his own enemy, an enemy he would face all his life.

How many times did he have a chance to take action? He didn't kill him. He only waited for the last big seal to be buried with him. As a person who is not emerging in the Protoss, there are not many friends, and the person in front of him is his lifelong friend. He really has no way to wave a knife to cut off all the friendships of the past.

"Yuemi, after so many years, why haven't you woken up? Think about it yourself. What else have you gained in addition to being hated and hated by your peers over the years? Don't you understand that demons are evil? The silver-haired man is kind to persuade, although he has said this sentence countless times.

"Well, you will never understand the darkness of the world. God is hypocritical and dirty, and he is not as bright as the devil. I would rather be a real villain than to be with hypocrites." Yue Mi's face was a little distorted, as if there was some strong hatred in her heart.

"What about me? We have been friends for ten thousand years. Have I ever been hypocritical and betrayed to you? A light way.

"Humph, you? You are just a poor pawn. What else can you do but obey the so-called fate? You are timid and incompetent. I have had enough of you. Yue Mi said disdainful words without mercy. Perhaps for him, friends may no longer be important when they have no use value.

"Yue Mi, you are too obsessed with your status and strength. One day, you will definitely regret it..." He sighed softly. He didn't care about Yue Mi's mean words. After countless years, there may have been nothing in the world that could make him angry.

However, he couldn't predict how long the seal would last. Thinking of Bai Weixuan and Qin Weiming practicing in the Seven Kills Hall, he shook his head with a wry smile. One year, it will take him a year. At that time, these two people will definitely not let him down.