Zi Xiao was stunned for a moment. In fact, he had no intention of fighting with Xiang Que again, because he realized that he might end up in a situation where both sides would suffer.
But he didn't expect the other party to reject him outright.
Therefore, Xiang Que glanced at Lingxia Yuanjun, and she immediately understood.
The two people's spiritual consciousness quickly intertwined, and then rushed directly into the Taoist world, and then drove straight into the small purple pot.
Zi Xiao only felt that his spiritual consciousness seemed to have been hit, but there was no reaction when he went down. He subconsciously looked at the magic weapon in his hand.
The two of them broke into the pot forcefully with their spiritual senses, and quickly searched for the runes constructed inside.
The reason why Xiang Que is so confident is naturally because his attainments have reached the peak when it comes to refining tools. If you ask Xiang Que to refine such a magical tool with a universe inside, he will definitely not be able to refine it. Because I don't have that experience.
But if you let him destroy such a magic weapon, it will be much easier, you only need to smash the runes of the structure inside.
A powerful spiritual consciousness tossed and turned in the pot to search quickly, and soon discovered the cumbersome runes constructed in a space.
Xiang Que and Lingxia Yuanjun's spiritual consciousness just missed the "àÍ" and passed by. This kind of rune will definitely make Xiang Que greedy. If it is imprinted, he will definitely be of great use.
At this time, Zi Xiao also realized that something was wrong. After all, this magic weapon is now under his control, and he easily noticed the changes inside.
"What are you doing¡¡"
Xiang Que pursed his lips and did not speak, he was quickly imprinting eighteen layers of runes.
After a few breaths, Xiang Que succeeded, and all the runes were branded down.
The next moment, the consciousness suddenly slammed into the constructed runes fiercely.
"click"
At the same time, a slight sound suddenly came from the magic weapon in Zi Xiao's hand.
He stared at Xiang Que in horror, and roared, "Say, what are you doing?"
"Kill you, what do you think I'm doing?" Xiang Que replied lightly, and then the impact of his consciousness became more intense.
Cracks appeared on the magic weapon in Zi Xiao's hand again, one after another, and the cracks on the pot became like spider webs in the blink of an eye.
Zi Xiao was stunned immediately, and said completely inconceivably: "This is impossible!"
"Kacha" the whole body of the pot was shattered, and it became pieces directly in his hands, and a vast ocean poured down, and when he was about to fill up the missing Dao Realm, he quickly opened the Dao Realm, Water was released from it.
This was a sudden change. The body of the pot was broken, Wang Yang was out of control, and the restriction in the water naturally disappeared. Only then did Xiang Que open the Dao Realm and release it.
Then I saw that the sky above Zi Xuantian seemed to have a hole, and a sea fell down in an instant.
Xiang Que's Dao Realm was restored to its original state, the 18th floor of hell continued to operate, and a steady stream of Heavenly Dao breath flowed in again.
Xiang Que squinted his eyes and said: "Believe it or not, no matter how many magic weapons you can take out, no matter what level they are, I can break them for you"
Zi Xiao was stunned, at a loss, and his heart sank suddenly.
After all, earlier, he still wanted to rely on several magic weapons on his body to survive and break Xiang Que's map of purgatory, but who would have thought that the other party did not know what method he used to break his magic weapons.
Zixiao was completely panicked, unable to turn the tables, and was trapped in it again. Isn't this the rhythm of being exhausted?
At the same time, Xiang Que didn't want to delay any longer. He ran the eighteen maps of purgatory with all his strength, mobilized the fighting spirits in hell, and launched an attack on him.
Gradually, the aura on Zi Xiao's body was passing away quickly, and others also lost the ability to resist. After several tyrannical fighting spirits surrounded him, they were so forced that they couldn't escape.
Zhu Chungang and others looked at this scene in the Taoist world in shock, and were horrified. Is it possible for a saint to be completely trapped to death?
Xiang Que was not surprised at all, because he had already experienced the lesson in the 18th floor of hell, and if he reached the realm of the great saint, he would be trapped to death even a great saint.
It's just that every time he uses the 18th floor of the purgatory map, he himself is also a great loss. If he is not forced to, he will not take this step.
As time passed slowly, Xiang Que's aura gradually weakened, supporting the movement of the majestic aura of heaven, which made his consumption a little bitno more.
At this time, Xiang Que's body was already drenched, his eyes were even a bit blurred, and he couldn't stand still after shaking his body.
But on the other hand, Zi Xiao, who was trapped in purgatory, has lost weight terribly, his flesh and blood have been consumed, leaving only skin and bones, and his eyes have also shown a tendency to become lax.
"Shua" Yu Qiuyang, Lao Dao, and Lin Wenhe took out a bottle of elixir from their bodies at the same time and threw it over.
"This is specially made by the General's Mansion. It is specially used to replenish qi and blood. It is enough to support a Daluo Jinxian back to its peak state. It is very rare, and there are only two in a bottle!"
Xiang Que said nothing, reached out and crushed all three porcelain bottles, and swallowed them all in one gulp.
In an instant, a faint breath circulated throughout his body.
Lin Wenhe said speechlessly: "If I eat so much, I'll be overwhelmed. He's fine, why doesn't he seem to have quenched his thirst? He really is a saint. I'm about to stay away!"
Xiang Que only regained a little blood, but it was enough for him, because he only needed to be stronger than Zixiao.
Zixiao in the picture of purgatory, his body was so thin that his human aura was almost too weak at this moment. His body slid slowly to the ground without moving. A few battle spirits pounced on him, Biting fiercely.
"Is this the end?" Zhu Chungang said in disbelief.
Xiang Que said: "The 18th hell is the dojo of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, which is used to imprison and suppress the battle spirits left over from ancient times. Most of those battle spirits are saints and great saints. Maybe there is a certain Dijun, even they will be trapped in it and eventually lead to annihilation of body and spirit, how can he survive?"
Everyone was speechless for a moment. Indeed, those powerful fighting spirits in ancient times were all exhausted in the end, not to mention how many years Zixiao had only entered the holy realm.
The Dao Realm opened, and Zi Xiao's body fell from it.
Zhu Xian's Four Swords flew over quickly, and then landed on top of the opponent's head, and Xiang Que's spiritual sense penetrated into his body, examining him carefully.
After a while, Xiang Que also sighed and said: "It's so dead, even the soul has been dissipated"
At this time, the sky suddenly rained blood.
There was a slight silence in Zi Xuantian, and all the fighting people stopped for a while.
This is the fall of a saint.
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