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Four hundred and twentieth chapters kill the peacock(1/2)

The alchemy fire lingers, and the hall is warm.

In the blazing fire stove, there was a dead old man sitting cross-legged. The old man was wearing a golden jade robe, hanging in the prosperous fire, his clothes vibrated and he was burned by the flames without breaking.

The Great Sui Lotus Pavilion has the technique of refining alchemy.

This technique is also available in the Eastern Demon Realm Mustard Mountain.

However, the alchemy technique of the demon clan is completely different from that of the Great Sui Dynasty. The alchemy technique of the Lotus Pavilion uses many heavenly and earth treasures to extract essences and assist in practice. This method is circulated in the four realms, and is said to have been spread from Penglai, the West Sea.

The alchemy method in the Eastern Demon Realm is more like a practice method that runs through the great way.

The demon cultivator is a demon pill.

The human race does not need to open the spirit or transform into shapes, so there is no such thing as a demon pill... And for millions of demon cultivators, demon pills are equivalent to the "heart".

The alchemy in the Demon Realm is the foundation of the great way of practice, reaching the great way of immortality.

At this moment, the old man in golden clothes sitting in the fire of the hall was nothing but the "Golden Crow Great Sage" who was as famous as the Great Sage of Xuanchi!

This red stove has a golden phoenix carved with patterns. Its internal weakness lingers. Take out a strand and it can burn and slaughter the city.

The body of the Golden Crow Great Sage is really amazing.

The deficiency of inflammation burns, and the inch of the strand will not be damaged.

The sound of footsteps came from outside the hall.

In a moment.

A middle-aged man in white robe walked with his hands behind his back and came to the copper furnace.

The old man in golden clothes burned by the fire slowly opened his eyes.

"His Majesty."

The old man said softly: "The Qinglu Dan was burned halfway, and then he could barely find Ning Yi's cause and effect."

Baidi's expression at this moment was better than before the Badu City, but it was still pale. The mustard seed rice grains between his eyebrows had been taken off...

The power of wishes remains, and the holy mountain lasts forever.

The injury this time is not hindered by the root cause and can recover slowly.

The sword in the black robe was just a wisp of sword intent, and it could burst out with such power.

This was something he had never expected.

If it weren't for the "Qinglu Danhuo", he had to tell the good or bad luck of this trip in advance... When the sword was handed out, he even felt that this was a killing game between Badu City and the Dragon Emperor against him.

"As it true in the Northern Wilderness?"

Baidi stared at the alchemy furnace, and the flames burned, reflecting the scene of the heavy rainstorm of the Lingbei Palace.

"Let Peacock bring Ning Yi back... Don't worry about the Dragon Emperor." The middle-aged man exhaled gently and said, "I can take action if necessary."

"Your Majesty, it's inappropriate. You've just been injured." The Great Saint of Jinwu said worriedly, saying, "Although Ba is not a killing game... but the Northern Wilderness may not be."

Baidi was silent for a while.

"The Peacock took Tianhailou to the sky." Jinwu slowly said in an uncertain tone: "The two human sword cultivators are not peacock's opponents. There should be no surprises in this trip."

"In that kid, I saw the sword intent left by Aning five hundred years ago." Bai Di whispered: "This means that... any accident in the world may happen."

"I have calculated it by Qinglu Danhuo."

Jin Wu said sincerely: "If you fight head-on, Ning Yi and Ye Hongfu will die at the hands of the peacock. If you flee south, they will be killed in Tianhai Tower. These two people are now bound to die, and what is difficult to guess is the belonging of their fortune..."

Even Ba fell to his death.

The Dragon Emperor did not come forward.

Now that the people from the Eastern Demon Realm are sent to the Northern Wilderness, the emperor of the Northern Demon Realm still has no movement...

unreasonable.

Too unreasonable.

"What if they don't escape to the south?"

A mellow voice interrupted the thoughts of the Great Sage of the Golden Crow.

The old man raised his head in a daze and looked at His Majesty Bai Emperor.

Baidi carried his hands on his back, gently tapped the back of the other palm with his two fingers, and murmured: "What if they escape into the sea of ​​clouds in the Northern Wilderness...?"

The Great Sage of Jinwu shook his head and smiled, "Your Majesty...this is the world's most powerful death. Since ancient times, those who have entered the sea of ​​clouds in Nirvana have died ten times but no one has ever lived."

Having said that.

The Great Sage of Golden Crow suddenly stopped.

He looked at His Majesty silently, as if he had thought of something.

...

...

Top of Gushan Mountain.

Thousands of white array patterns rose in the vast rain.

Ning Yi sat cross-legged on the top of the mountain, with his hands hanging down on his dantian, forming a formation.

He is forming a formation!

The peacock had already rushed to the Lingbei Palace. The nine thousand years old man from the Eastern Demon Realm came in full force. It seemed that he was almost sure to win, so he hid in the Northern Wilderness.

It won't take long to find this mountain.

Even the Tianhai Tower has been moved out. The East Demon Realm is a force to kill himself this time... and flee south, no matter which route it takes, it will be a dead end.

Just try it here.

The formation that Ning Yi is forming is the most powerful formation he has mastered.

The little Zhuxian Formation.

When Pei Yatou and her realm were still weak, they defeated many powerful opponents with the joint efforts of the Xiao Zhuxian Formation... But now, Pei Yatou is not here, so she can only rely on Ye Hongfu to form a formation with her.

The war is imminent.

Ye Caizi is also forming a formation.

Although she is a sword cultivator in the close-killing genre with extreme killing power, she comes from Luojia Mountain, the world's largest sacred mountain in the Sui Dynasty. She has mastered many sword formations, and her attainments in the sword formation cannot be underestimated.

He wore a red dress and wandered on the top of the mountain. He blinked his fingers and knocked out wisps of sword energy, breaking through one after another of the magnificent rain curtains.

Ye Hongfu's expression was extremely calm.

She still maintained the mood at the moment when the cloud domain fell... Life and death have become indifferent.

Live to death and strive for it.

Unlike the extreme that Xu Zang pursued, Ye Hongfu's realm of life and death was hidden under madness. Although he was in a dead state, his heart was full of desire to survive.

Flying on the cliff, but never falling.

Wandering between life and death, but never getting lost.

Ye Hongfu arranged all the thirty-nine large and small sword formations he had built in Luojia Mountain on the top of the mountain. She turned her head and looked at Ning Yi, still sitting cross-legged like a stone sculpture, but the lightning flashed, and there was a vague trend of thunder... Ning Yi's formation has not been arranged yet.

But Ye Hongfu vaguely felt that this was a killing formation with extremely powerful killing power.

This one is worth the thirty-nine buildings he has arranged.

A sound rang out.

"If I remember correctly, you still lack a sword, right?" Ning Yi asked.

"No need to worry, I have a sword." Ye Hongfu shook his head.

She frowned.

“——Here comes!”

In the long night, it rained heavily.

A thunder streaked by.

The night is as bright as day.

In the royal palace of Lingbei, a thin and thin Taoist robe soaked in blood rose up from the ground and turned into a colorful rainbow, sweeping ten miles away, and the entire sky and sea tower was hanging high in the sky.

On the top of Kushan Mountain, Ning Yi outlined the last talisman array pattern, and he stood up.

In front of the two were a colorful divine light falling like a meteorite, as well as a golden rain of fire everywhere... In the snow-white jade tower on the dome, wisps of golden light began to emerge.

The big roc is coming out in full bloom!

"Kaicai Mountain is so full of fanfare, it will surely alarm the big backer behind the Northern Wilderness." Ning Yi stared at the colorful divine light in the distance. He had already seen the indifferent face of the Peacock Taoist.

The Taoist robe was soaked in blood.

Have you slaughtered the Lingbei Palace?
To be continued...
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