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Zao Wuji finally understood what life was worse than death.

The furious Xiao Jiu used his teeth and claws to tear him into pieces inch by inch.

Zhao Wuji saw his body being shattered with his own eyes.

Then he felt the feeling of his soul being torn apart.

"Ah ah ah, no, spare me, I... give me a good time..."

He screamed and howled like a wild boar being scalded and plucked alive.

But how could Xiao Jiu, who was completely overwhelmed by anger and hatred, show any mercy?

He tore apart and devoured Zao Wuji in the most cruel way.

Then he rushed towards Nangongchang.

"not my business……"

Nangong Chang defended loudly with a pale face.

"Immortals, all deserve to die."

Xiaojiu roared and tore Nangong Changye, who was destroying the wizard, into pieces and swallowed him.

The blood of the immortal dyed the desert in the array eye channel bright red.

Every grain of bright red sand seems to carry a sad memory, a love between a dog and a morning glory that was completely destroyed before it could bloom.

I don’t know how long it took.

Xiaojiu gradually woke up from anger and hatred.

"I want to eat all the immortals."

The dog's eyes, at this moment, were like those of a very hungry wild wolf, full of killing and destruction.

It came to the place where the little flower demon died.

The aura of vegetation in the surrounding air is extremely strong.

There seems to be a faint turquoise color in the air.

"sorry."

Xiaojiu lowered his head, as if mumbling to himself.

In the life he had memories of, and in those incomplete and distant memories, he had never encountered such a thing, and had never felt that his heart seemed to be missing a piece because of the death of a person.

"sorry."

Its tears flowed down.

It remembered that it seemed that it had never shed tears.

But this time, I really couldn't control it.

It was its playfulness that led to a tragedy that should not have happened.

If it had been a little more careful then...

Tears fell on the dead wood that the little flower demon turned into when it died.

Tick.

Tick.

Several drops of tears fell on the dead wood and broke into pieces, like a crystal soul being broken.

Xiaojiu was crying and suddenly stunned.

Incredibly, he saw that on this section of dead wood that was already lifeless, a light green color appeared, seemingly illusory and real.

Xiao Jiu opened his eyes wide.

If you look closely, that bit of green is clearly a bud of a morning glory that looks like a thin needle.

"Little Ling'er?"

Xiao Jiu was overjoyed.

The buds of the morning glory were as weak as a strand of hair, as if they would be swept away by the west wind in the desert at any time.

There is only a faint trace of vitality.

That is the vitality of life that any insignificant plant possesses.

There are no power fluctuations.

There are no fluctuations in consciousness.

Xiao Jiu's ecstatic expression gradually dimmed.

It sat next to it, guarding the buds of this morning glory, and condensed the rich vegetation essence in the surrounding air next to the buds.

The small shoots grow at a rate visible to the naked eye.

Eventually, it grew into a morning glory flower vine that was twenty centimeters long. It was as green as the most beautiful ice jade in time, enchanting, fragile, and exuding every trace of vitality.

…

…

When Li Mu rushed to the Dui Zi passage, he found that there was no one inside.

Where is your medicine?

Disappeared.

The secretly banished immortal in "One Light and One Dark" who was supposed to be hiding in the dark and only came out to make a sneak attack after he left, seems to have never appeared?

There are no traces of battle in the space.

The array eye is also intact.

How is this going?

Li Mu felt that the atmosphere here was strange, but he couldn't say why it was strange.

The Dharma Eye scanned the void and found no traces of the secretly banished immortal.

He breathed a sigh of relief.

No matter what, as long as the formation eye is still there, it is good news.

But where did Jun Wuyao go?

Li Mu had a not-so-good premonition in his heart.

If you don't have any medicine, you're likely to be in trouble.

…

…

"Ape King, I... I can't survive. Please remember that for the sake of my sacrifice today, in the future... if there is still a chance, please... take more... more care of my Silver Wolf Clan, I... "

Before the Silver Wolf King could finish a sentence, he cut off his breath.

The silver wolf hair dispersed.

Like paper licked by flames, his body quickly turned into fly ash and scattered in Yuan Hou's arms.

Yuan Hou stretched out his hands helplessly, unable to save all this.

[Dream Drunken God's Confusion] The side effects cannot be reversed even if the Immortal King comes.

He picked up a pair of broken silver knives belonging to the Silver Wolf King and kept them.

There was still the blood of Silver Wolf King on the broken knife.

In the distance, the leader of the Luoyun Sect's advance team has been executed.

Another Immortal who was secretly attacking was also smashed by the golden coiling dragon stick, and his three souls and seven souls were shattered.

Yuan Ho was the main force in this tough battle.

But after the Immortal Exorcist made a sneak attack secretly, if the Silver Wolf King hadn't swallowed [Dream Drunk God Confused] and desperately bought Yuan Hoo ten breaths of time to breathe, Yuan Hong would have died today due to the combined efforts of the two Exorcist Immortals.

Silver Wolf King played a key role.

As a generation of wolf king, he finally embarked on his destiny - to fight and die for the wolf clan.

"Don't worry. From now on, as long as the ape clan exists, there will also be a silver wolf clan. If there is any force that wants to destroy the silver wolf clan, it will destroy the ape clan first."

Yuan Hou looked up to the sky and swore.

He was also covered in golden blood, and the injuries on his back and heart were almost fatal. If it weren't for the power of the golden coiled dragon stick, which absorbed the flames in the Li character channel and protected his heart and Dantian, I'm afraid this would have been the case. At that time, Yuan Ho was also seriously injured and died.

The divine weapon is so powerful that it is difficult to measure it with common sense.

Yuan Hou sat in the flames and began to perform exercises to heal his injuries.

The first wave of resistance tasks has been completed.

But I don’t know if there will be another banished immortal coming next.

Yuan Hou is racing against time to restore his strength and prepare for the tough battles that may continue to come.

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…

Deep in the main hall of Taixuan Academy.

The old magic stick let out a long sigh of relief.

"The eight passage formations were actually defended..."

The secret technique of [Thousand-mile Mirror Light] in front of him turned into eight monitor screens, which were exactly what was happening in the small world of the eight formation eye channels of the [Hidden Sky Formation Diagram].

In fact, in the original plan of [Operation Shrouding the Sky], as long as six of the eight formations could be defended, the next plan could be realized. Unexpectedly, all eight passages were defended.

"Picturesque, a moment how many hero."

The old magic stick also had to sigh with emotion.

The old magic stick didn't really care about what happened to Hua Xiangrong and Wang Shiyu.

When Jian Chi, Jian Mian, Silver Wolf King and others died in battle, the old magician besides sighing, his reaction was considered normal.

Yuan Hou's strength surged, which surprised him a little bit.

But the scene of Xiao Jiu crying in the Gen-character passage made the old magician's face reveal a hint of indescribable shock.

"This dog's life is finally going to be complete."

The old magic stick touched his chin, with some envy in his eyes.

At the beginning, he and Xiao Jiu gave up their already extremely respected status in the Yutian God Emperor plane, spent countless time and energy, and even gave up their cultivation and memories over the long years, and came to the land of Star Tomb, for It is to find the way that truly belongs to you and break through the original shackles of life.

Over the years, one fish and one dog have stumbled along.

The road is long and the heart is confused.

I gained something, but in the end I couldn't really find the final correct path.

There seems to be light ahead.

But the exact light source could never be found.

The old magic stick himself is often confused.

Taking advantage of the last opportunity of the Four Symbols Bureau in Li Mu's life, he rose up in the last great world and did everything he should do, but his own opportunity never came.

However, in the picture, seeing the unreliable dog crying like rain for an inexplicable reason, the old magician suddenly felt that this dog seemed to have found what it was looking for one step ahead of him.

The old magic stick was sitting in the main hall, deep in thought.

He was inspired by something.

Get up slowly.

Under the black tattered robe, a fish's tail was exposed.

This is the consequence of losing a lot of one's true energy.

The members of the thirty-sixth advance team of the Immortal Realm all want to know what kind of energy the small Taixuan Academy relies on to support the formations one after another that can block the bombardment of all the Immortal Realm forces. .

Logically speaking, it is impossible for a small lower realm to create such a miracle.

Now this degenerated fish tail may be the best answer.

The figure of the old magic stick swayed, like a fish gliding upright on the water, floating forward and towards the interior of the hall.

Deep in the main hall, in the back hall separated by a wall, a magnificent formation that was so complicated that Li Mu would feel dizzy was slowly operating.

The blue formation lines are like the orbits of thousands of planets in the void, and the light where the lines meet is like the stars in the universe.

This is an extremely three-dimensional formation.

It was as if an artificial micro-universe was operating in an orderly manner.

On the black ground below the formation, at several key points, a shiny silver palm-sized metallic fish scale was inserted.

Fish scales are the key to the operation of the formation.

The old magic stick walked into the formation, just like the god who dominated the universe, flicking the traces and nodes one by one, muttering something in his mouth, rearranging something.

After a while.

The old magic stick panted heavily and stopped.

"Very good, in three more hours, the academy can break through the fog of the void and escape into the void. Hehe, it has cut off the traces of the past and present. Even the immortal masters and demon masters in the immortal world can't be considered a place to go... Promise to those bastards This great king has also completed the work."

He walked out of the formation and lay down on the ground without any grace.

"Hey, I won't go to the fairy world anymore. My chance is in the lower world of the Star Tomb. Speaking of which, that bastard Zhong Dajun, who was born in Azeroth, one of the four images, also stayed away from Azeroth in order to achieve his own path. Lars and Fei shamelessly tricked the puppy into going to the Chaos World to guard his home, and then hid themselves in the Star Tomb. Could it be that they also noticed something?"

The old magic stick was thinking in his mind.

That’s it for today. I’ll make up for the third update tomorrow.