The golden elephant suffered a burst of severe pain, which penetrated into the bone marrow and into the soul. He roared, trying to gather the power of his mind to sense the spiritual platform and the magnificent power. The words from Zhitong echoed in his mind: "As long as you have enough mental power, the spiritual power of heaven and earth can be driven by you."

At that time, he felt that it was easy, and that he could lift the earth and collapse the sky. At this moment, he realized that it was not entirely called mental strength at that time. Now, the one who could concentrate and be controlled by himself when he was dying in adversity was called mental strength.

In the sky, Zhitong's dark sky-raising stick opened and closed, and no one could stop him. Under the siege of more than ten people, he could still shoot people down the sky. However, every time he shot down a person, he would inevitably be hit by someone. Jin Xiangdi didn't know that the severe pain he felt deep in his heart now was transmitted by Zhitong.

After he and Zhitong share the magic power and intentions, he can drive the magic power on Zhitong, and naturally bear the pain in his body. Similarly, Zhitong can naturally feel the pain in Jinxiang Di. If he hadn't had his strong mind, he would have been unable to concentrate on killing the enemy.

Bloody, fight.

This is a battle that can only end with one side's death. It is almost impossible to see in the world where immortality is the purpose of practice.

One party is destined to die today.

Zhitong's clothes had already turned black and ragged, and his body was full of scars, with sword marks and flame marks. A hole had already been cracked on his forehead, and blood flowed through his eyes and cheeks, dyeing the gray hair on his body red.

The huge snake body of the Golden Elephant struggled and flipped in the river. Both sides of the river were disciples of Xuantian Sect. Although the magic weapons in their hands were very ordinary, they frequently hit him.

In a blink of an eye, Qingyi had already reached the sky where the golden snake was, and the middle-aged Taoist nun's words were still echoing in her ears: "Only take the golden snake, don't provoke the disciples of Xuantian Sect."

She murmured in her heart, showed up, and silently recited the formula with her mouth facing downwards and bottom.

As the formula came together, the sky opposite the bottle mouth suddenly stopped, just like the still water suddenly frozen. But as soon as this feeling appeared, an infinite suction force appeared. A gust of wind came out of thin air, and the leaves in the mountains and waves in the river all rushed towards the glass jade static bottle. This naturally also included the disciples of Xuantianmen. There were screams of exclamation. They used their escape methods to escape, or protected their bodies with treasures, but it was futile.

One by one, like leaves, was swept up by a strong wind that emerged out of thin air, and rushed straight towards the mouth of the glass jade jing bottle. Moreover, the most incredible thing is that the closer they get to the glass jade jing bottle, the smaller their bodies will be. Finally, they are smaller than the leaves, and they are sucked into the bottle without any obstacles. The Golden Elephant is also unable to avoid it, but when it was about to be immersed in the bottle, Qingyi suddenly covered the mouth of the bottle with her palm, and Golden Elephant's body instantly rose back to its original size.

Jin Xiangdi was still groggy and felt a sharp pain in his heart.

He could not keep his body flying, and his body fell to the ground. The blue-clothed suddenly turned into a breeze and wrapped around him. He held it so that he would not fall to the ground.

"Little guy, little guy, hurry up and wake up, your senior brother is going to die again..." Qingyi said anxiously and quickly in Jin Xiangdi's ear.

The golden snake lies across the river, with its head on the shore, but its tail on the river. His eyes were already covered by blood, and a sharp hole was cracked on the scales on his forehead.

Qingyi wiped his blood with his hands, but the golden snake trembled in pain.

Qingyi frowned and whispered: "Little guy, leave here quickly. Your senior brother is going to die. Go to the cave we have been in the past and wait for me to come back to find you."

At this moment, the people in Xuantian Sect who were fighting in the sky discovered something was wrong below, and someone shouted loudly: "Who helps the evil spirit?"

Qingyi didn't dare to stay any longer, so she immediately soared into the air without hiding her body. She held the Yujing Bottle with her hand and said loudly: "Lingshan disciples, I saw that you were too shameless to bully the less, so I took action."

"presumptuous."

After a silence, a man immediately soared into Qingyi, with murderous aura in his eyes.

Qingyi immediately pinched the mantra and pointed the Yujing Bottle at the person who came, but found that there was no movement in the Liuli Yujing Bottle. He felt a little panicked, turned around and fled, and shouted loudly: "Master beg me."

The person who came paused, and a layer of clear light was shrouded all over his body. He was obviously on guard. He looked in the direction of Qingyi's escape and saw three people standing in the sky. He shook his clothes and stood up straight to Jiutian. Before he got close, a voice came from the Jiutian: "Fellow Taoist, please don't be angry. The little disciples are naughty, and all the disciples of the noble family are safe."

The man no longer approached. On the one hand, the war to siege Zhitong was urgent, and on the other hand, although the name of Lingshan was a little far away, it was also a well-known faction. The most urgent task now is to cut off the monster. After killing Zhitong, everything would be handled by the head. So, he just bowed from afar, turned around and killed Zhitong again.

Qingyi stood beside the middle-aged Taoist nun and thought it was a pity.

Tianqi Zhenren suddenly smiled and said, "Hehe, fellow Taoist, this new disciple is restless. He clearly asked her to take away the Golden Snake, but he took away the disciples of Xuantian Sect and reported to the master. This is to attract cause and effect to the fellow Taoist, hehe..."

Qingyi was secretly annoyed, but lowered her eyebrows and said nothing.

The middle-aged Taoist nun did not make a sound, as if she had not heard it.

Suddenly, a long roar sounded in the sky, and the roar was sad and loud. It seemed to contain endless beliefs and power. I saw the dark sky-raising stick in Zhitong's hand dancing wildly, flying up and down, unparalleled and unparalleled.

And he was already covered in blood at some point, and he didn't know whether it was his own or someone else's.

Just as this long roar came, the golden elephant spirit platform suddenly became clear, and a flame of flames descended, illuminating the dim spirit platform clearly and brightly. At the same time, his body's perceptions were clear again. His mind soared and diverged. At this moment, he once again had the world.

In the flames, he felt a sense of a determined aura of anger, and a overwhelming overwhelming surging.

The golden snake lying across the river roared to the sky, and the roar was like a dragon's roar. In the roar, it swung its tail and swayed to the water and swayed straight to the nine heavens.

He fled into the air with anger and shot the water and soared into the nine heavens.

The roar is like a dragon roar.

At this moment, Qingyi also forgot to scold Jin Xiangdi and refused to listen to her words, and looked closely at the golden snake that was carrying the river waves to the sky.

The sound of roaring below was heard, and Zhitong, who was above the Nine Heavens, suddenly increased his aura, and he roared again, echoing each other.

The golden snake soars into the sky, wrapped around the river with waves, like a golden dragon.

In the blink of an eye, he rushed into the crowd of people besieging Zhitong, swinging his tail and stirring the snake's tail, the void was like waves. When he opened his mouth, it seemed as if he could swallow the world.

Zhitong inside, and the black sky-raising stick in his hand was unparalleled. The golden snake outside actually surrounded everyone in Xuantian Gate.

The wind and clouds gather, and the spiritual energy condenses like clouds.

In a blink of an eye, the sky was already covered by gray clouds.

A gust of wind was like waves.

The murderous aura was like a tide, rushing towards all directions.

Everyone outside the battle circle was using their magical powers to watch, but Qingyi couldn't see clearly and was anxious.

Not long after, a loud shout suddenly sounded in the clouds, and the gray clouds dissipated. One person was knocked down by Zhitong with a stick. The man was Hua Qingyang. The golden snake rushed down from the sky, chasing Hua Qingyang, and several people stopped him. The golden snake rushed past, and the magic weapon of those people fell on the golden snake, but it was like a striking iron stone.

One of them flashed out of thin air, rode on the golden snake, holding an ancient sword and stabbed it at the golden snake.

At this time, Jin Xiangdi only had the Huaqingyang that had fallen toward the earth, just like rushing towards the Xuanhuang Bell of Heaven and Earth before, regardless of it, with one mind and one thought.

In the sky, Zhitong was covered with blood, and one person actually circled the magical real people from the Xuantian Gate in the shadows.

Blood was constantly overflowing from Hua Qingyang's mouth, and his hair was scattered. His cold eyes had been replaced by a complicated expression. Jin Xiangdi's anger became stronger. Thinking that Senior Brother Huiyan was forced to death step by step by step by step, Senior Brother Zhitong was almost exhausted in fighting. He couldn't help but shout, "When you forced my Senior Brother Huiyan to death step by step, have you ever thought about this day?"

The sound is brilliant, like the sound of gold and stone, particularly clear, echoing between the sky and the earth.

"You said that the way you practice is the way of heaven. I have always wanted to say that what you practice is the way of demons, and your Xuantian Gate is not worthy of occupying this fairy mountain and blessed land."

"The Xuantian Gate will be destroyed because of you today, and your fellow brothers will die because of you."

"Your soul will be eaten by those dead souls who die under your sword, and will be decayed forever and will not be reborn."

Jin Xiangdi did not feel the pain caused by the insertion of the sword on his back. Hua Qingyang, who was falling from the sky, had a confused look in his eyes. At this moment, the Taoist heart was unstable.

"Junior brother..."

The man on the golden snake shouted anxiously, but failed to wake up Hua Qingyang.

It was at this moment that more than ten feet of golden snakes hit Hua Qingyang's chest like a golden pillar. Hua Qingyang's body instantly flew with flesh and blood, turning into blood rain all over the sky.

"Qingyang...Senior brother...Senior brother..."

A cry of pain came from the sky.

The man on the back of the golden snake pulled out the sword, and a blood arrow spurted up. When he wanted to insert a sword, the golden snake had already rolled over and he immediately soared into the air.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Zhitong laughed to the sky, covered in blood, and the black stick in his hand was dyed red.

The evil spirit surges into the sky.

The head of Xuantian Sect's white beard trembled and suddenly shouted: "Today, Xuantian Sect suffered this great disaster, I hope all fellow Taoists will help you. This kind of kindness will be rewarded by Xuantian Sect in the future."

Although this was said in anger, it was still extremely clear and spread far. As soon as his voice sounded, many clear lights suddenly rose from all directions, and at the same time, a voice came: "It is the responsibility of our practitioners to kill demons and eliminate demons, and there is no reason to be rewarded."

"The monsters are rampant, so it is better to be killed early."
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