Chapter 479 Private Chat with Trolls

The threads were intertwined, not only binding the troll's body, but even his spirit could not escape. With a ferocious expression, he pressed his left hand against the mountain wall, roared crazily, and tried his best to pull out the right hand holding the sword.

In the belly of the mountain, two-color thin threads were densely packed, the number far exceeding Da Chu's upper body, but no matter how hard he tried, he could not break free.

The filaments seemed to have spirituality, and with the help of his struggle, they cut blood marks on the extremely powerful body, which made the violent troll look even more terrifying.

Jining Arhat from Hanyin Temple flew in and came side by side with Zhuang Ze. The two looked at each other and smiled. One offered his hand seals, and the other summoned the demon cloud. The good and the evil worked together to bless the gold and black threads in the mountain.

As the spell was cast, more and more threads became thicker and thicker. Da Chu's face was distorted. He had burned his potential and still could not get rid of the shackles.

As the filaments spread and entangled, his movements became smaller and smaller, and slower and slower, as if every movement required all his strength.

The monks in the Fo Xing Realm were shocked. More than a dozen True Monarchs made crazy moves to force their opponents away and went to rescue them. They divided their troops into two groups, half of them killed Zhuang Ze and Jining, hoping to interrupt their luck, and the other half rushed towards them.

Troll, want to help him escape.

Unexpectedly, this move played into the enemy's hands. Dachu, whose body was covered with silk threads, had been sealed. The blessings the two had just given were actually just a pretense, digging a hole for the enemy. Once someone went to save the troll, it would be easy for him to get trapped in it.

Zhuang Ze and Jining led their own true kings to greet them. The foreigners who flew to the mountainside all tried their best to break through the mountains around Da Chu.

Kunlan Mountain reacted spontaneously to the invading force, and massive threads shot out from the mountain. They were golden and black, floating and twisting like water plants in the "Kun" knife.

When the filament encounters the shock wave, it feels no force and is easily removed with only a slight tremor. What is terrifying is that the end of the thread locks on the person who made the move, and follows the trajectory of the force in the opposite direction.

The three true kings were not careful enough and swung their weapons at will, trying to cut it off. Unexpectedly, the silk thread was like gangrene attached to the bone. Once it was contaminated, it could not be driven away.

The first person immediately encountered the same fate as the troll, and the other two were shocked. One self-destructed half of his body, and the other cut off an arm, only to narrowly escape the disaster.

True Lords fell from the sky one after another, most of them were people from the Buddha's Xing Realm; the middle and high-level monks hidden in the Black Demon Gate and Hanyin Temple rushed out of the valley and killed the external enemies together.

Muta, the deputy commander, saw that the situation was not good and knew that he was unable to rescue Da Chu. He hurriedly issued a loud roar and ordered the troops to retreat and assemble. The local camp was greatly inspired and turned from defense to offense to annihilate or entangle the opponent.

Foxing Realm lost 20% of its combat power, and then it stabilized its position and slowly retreated; what was worse was that the first defensive formation of Wuyue City was renovated, and a previously hidden formation was actually activated in a nested manner.

Muta could only use the main force to attack the shield blocking the retreat, and the remaining people desperately resisted the opponent's counterattack. They spent all their efforts to break through the blockade, and the battle damage had increased to 60%.

The aliens completely collapsed. After leaving the city, they flew high into the sky without waiting for the deputy commander's order.

The true king and the great power took out the space magic weapon, collected the Yuanying and the golden elixir monks, and then fled like birds and beasts, escaping from the main world.

How could the Hongqing Realm monks give up? They pursued them all the way to the inner wall of the realm and killed many foreign enemies before withdrawing their troops. They were still cautious and did not dare to follow Muta's remaining soldiers and escape into the starry sky.

This battle directly eliminated the main force in the middle of Foxing Circle, and the situation in the circle was immediately reversed.

On the northern battlefield, the local troops began to counterattack; while on the southern front, they formed an encirclement with the rapidly marching central line troops against the foreigners.

The ending was as expected. The main foreign force in the north escaped successfully, while in the south, half of their combat power was lost.

For a time, the morale in the Hongqing Realm was like a rainbow. Many people clamored to break out of the main realm and hit the invading foreign enemies in deep space. What's more, they proposed a counterattack and planned to break into the Foxing Realm to save the day. shame.

Rational high-level monks all understand that the number and level of earthly immortals and semi-immortals in the Hongqing Realm are still far behind those in the Foxing Realm. Once they encounter them in the starry sky, the fate will be self-evident.

The foreign enemy gathered the remaining troops outside the boundary wall, continued to blockade the southeastern star field, and sent an Earth Immortal to return to his hometown at super high speed to regroup his troops and plan to make a comeback.

The Hongqing Realm has gained a precious breathing period, and each faction has seized the time to allocate resources, recruit troops, change defenses, and conduct drills.

Jingci'an's team withdrew from the south and temporarily stayed at the Black Demon Gate to recharge their batteries in the Quinlan Valley.

In the mountain, half of the troll's body was exposed and he was dying. The golden and black threads were constantly extracting his essence, blood, demonic energy and soul. There was no one around him to guard him, and no one dared to get close.

Not far away, the True Lord who was at the peak of his mid-term was being sucked into a human being. The filaments on his body had retreated to the mountainside, and there were still traces of demonic energy leaking out. The scene made people shudder.

Jin Ziming looked at Dachu, who would leave him huge wealth in future generations. His anger and unwillingness, as well as his increasingly weak struggle before death, made the man unbearable to witness.

Pity and sympathy, as well as the friendship between teacher and student, filled his chest, making him want to do something for the other person.

In the dead of night, he drilled into a piece of gravel, floated towards the troll, opened a small hole at the entrance of the small space, and transmitted the sound with the soul thread:

"Senior, I come from the later generations. I have entered the heart space in your body twice. I have seen the eight mountain walls engraved with the way of space on the periphery. I have also entered the power dojo in the core area and listened to the teachings.

Your black ring, physical training and space knife skills have helped me a lot and are my main battle skills."

Listening to the other party tell many of his secrets in one breath, and what he was driving was the gravel refined by the "space sandstorm". Although this was bizarre, Da Chu couldn't help but not believe it.

"Alas, a boy from the Hongqing Realm actually obtained my core inheritance. It seems that he is really going to die from this. How could you appear in this era?" The troll lamented and was also a little curious.

"I borrowed the wormhole built by two immortals."

"Is there really someone who can travel through time and space through a wormhole? You are so lucky to experience such a strange thing."

"Senior, what do you need me to do for you?"

"You are a small fusion and a passer-by, what can you do? Do you still want to save me?" Dachu said jokingly.

"I really don't have that ability." The reckless man replied sarcastically.

The troll pondered for a long time and said: "Well, since it is destined, I am too lazy to struggle pointlessly.

If you are willing, when you go back, transfer the skills you have obtained to my sect. Oh, by the way, did Efa Peak still exist in your time?"

"Now, it is still one of the five super sects in the Fo Xing world, but..."

"But what? Don't hesitate."

"It is said to be the weakest among the five major sects."

"Well, although it's down, it's not too miserable. It's also a blessing among misfortunes. Are you willing to help me accomplish this?"

"As long as I return, I will definitely go." Jin Ziming replied with a clear answer.

"Okay, I won't let you work in vain. It can be seen that you are very talented in space, but you just haven't figured out the innate laws yet, right?"

"Yes." The man said sheepishly, anticipation rising in his heart.

"Then I will give you a great gift. My complete understanding of the innate rules of space has been sorted out before departure and placed under the crater of the heart space. After you get it, go to Efa Peak."

"Thank you, senior! However, I dare not enter your body."

"You are stupid. Who said you won't go there again in the future?"

"Oh, yes..., but there is still a problem." Jin Ziming hesitated.

"What?"

"The small space of your five internal organs is only allowed to enter the early stage of Nascent Soul. Even if you suppress your cultivation, it will cause the space to collapse."

"Well, in order to prevent some old guys from coveting it, I did make this setting, but I can't change it now. And once it is relaxed, it will have been taken away by others."

"That still doesn't work."

"Let me think about it." Da Chu fell into deep thought.

Soon, his eyes lit up and he said: "I can feel that you are a monster, with many kinds of spiritual energy in your body, including my fire attribute demonic energy, right?"

"Yes."

"That's it. You seal the other spiritual energy, use only my fire-based demonic energy, and then suppress your cultivation to the early stage of Nascent Soul, so that the stability of the space will not be destroyed."

"Yeah, maybe it's really feasible."

"There is no doubt about my method. It will be difficult for the idiots from the Black Demon Sect to discover this loophole."

"They really don't know. Senior, are there any good things in the heart space that need to be brought out?"

The reckless man's mind became active. Since he could go in without hesitation, why not get more? The only trouble was that he didn't know where the treasure was.

"You've been to all the big places. Just let the scattered treasures come to you. Don't be too greedy."

"Okay." Jin Ziming muttered.

"Okay, kid, you can be considered half of my apprentice. It's best to be less involved in this cross-border battle. I always feel that there seems to be a conspiracy in it."

"Ah, what conspiracy?"

"I don't know, it's purely an intuition. You're just a small cultivator, so don't get involved."

"I understand, I don't dare to involve cause and effect."

"Get out of here quickly to avoid being discovered. I don't want you to see this bad state."

"The road to heaven in the Chaoyang River system will soon be cut off. Can you guess the reason?"

"What?"

"That's why I came here, to see what's going on."

"This is an Earthly Immortal level thing. I'm already like this. I can't guess it, and I'm too lazy to guess it. Just go away." The troll said angrily.

The rude man almost said "treasure", but then thought, "How can I cherish this?" He could only nod silently and steer away from the gravel.

From this day on, the trolls who understood God's cruel arrangements completely accepted their fate and no longer used their demonic energy to engage in unnecessary resistance.

Half a month later, that strong vitality was swallowed alive by the terrifying threads. Before dying, he let out one last roar and struggled, trying to punch out, but it was in vain.

Zhuangze Zhenjun teamed up with Jining Arhat to recover the filaments in the mountain, and then used supreme magic power to seal Dachu's terrifying body.

Jin Ziming stood in the distance, feeling secretly sad and silently seeing off his half-master.
Chapter completed!