Wet viviparity

Chapter 321: Magical Weapon, Choose Your Own Master
"Mr. Pilong, it's actually you.

You Panku Dashan are really brave, you put on a big show for us."

Nun Yuan Ren was furious. She had worked so hard to come here to exorcise the demon, but it was just an activity in Panku Mountain. She gathered all the golden clouds in the sky and condensed them into a point.

In an instant, within the realm of the Yin-Yang branch, all the cultivators felt the extreme murderous intent personally, and they all stopped their actions and looked at the golden glow in the deep darkness.

"Master, be careful. The small statue of the Sand Wall Demon contains the "Damn Poisonous Divine Sand".

This was refined by the elders of the Bihu Immortal lineage from the Danchen Poison Mine under the Pankufu. It took six generations of elders of that lineage to create these thirteen pills. "

Tremon said.

He said this in order to remedy the situation and prove that he and others did not know that the immortal old man Pilong was in cahoots with Gu Huagong.

"Don't sing the same tune here."

A streak of golden light cut through the darkness and struck down fiercely at the boy-like Yin spirit. The darkness here was immediately melted away piece by piece, and the bright light blinded everyone's vision.

Ji Ming had already avoided it far away, thinking that if he participated in a fight at the Jindan level, he was only suitable to be a helping hand, and it would be too difficult for him to fight one-on-one.

He prayed in his heart that Master Yuan Ren was safe and sound, otherwise when the ancient treasure stele mentioned by Lord Pilong was opened and everyone lined up to share the fruits, without Master Yuan Ren, the real person, to speak for him, he might not be able to get a share.

Ji Ming could see clearly that under the coordination of the reclusive immortal Master Xuanying, no matter the eldest master Gu Huagong or the second master Pilonggong, they were powerless to save the situation.

In this case, there is no need to fight over the ancient treasure stele.

No one could forcibly take away the treasures in the ancient treasure monument under the nose of Master Xuanying. It was for this reason that Ji Ming chose to stay and cooperate in fighting the enemy.

The strong light faded, and Lord Pilong and his small statue of the Sand Wall Demon disappeared, leaving only the poisonous mist and foul miasma that filled the place.

At the end of the branch line that simulates the Yin and Yang separation in the ghost gate, there is the fork in the Yin and Yang main line leading to the real ghost gate. An ancient monument floats quietly at the fork in the main branch line like a signpost.

There, the six-zhang Dharma body had disappeared, and in its place was a Taoist with a black face and fangs, who was holding down a auspicious cloud and fighting with Master Xuanying. The two gradually became part of the main line.

The boy's Yin spirit moved like a ghost, holding the broken sand-covering wall demon statue. Seeing the ancient stele floating alone in the dark, he was about to take it to make up for his loss, when he saw a demon fire and a flying bird god attacking from the back.

He decisively abandoned the ancient monument and plunged into the main storyline.

Nun Yuanren put away the exterior scene and chased after Lord Pilong closely. Before entering the main line, she took a look at the ancient treasure stele and sent out a golden sword light to split the ancient stele into two.

Chiyi Langjun and Moyazi saw the ancient stele being split, and precious pills like fireflies flew out of the cut. When they were about to go forward, they heard a "cry" and a giant creature came from behind, grabbed half of the ancient stele with its two claws.

"I miscalculated. Master Xuanying didn't manage to master the Ancient Transformation Technique."

Ji Ming grabbed half of the ancient stele and thought to himself.

"How brave!"

Moyazi, one of the Feique gods, saw the unknown monk snatching food from a tiger's mouth. He spat out a knife and a sword from his mouth and rushed forward. However, the giant turned around and saw a pair of icy eyes staring at him, like an eagle or a wolf, with malicious intent.

Just this one look made his soul alert, as if he had fallen into an icy cave, and the sword that was about to fly out of his hand immediately slowed down.

"I'm scared."

Moyazi was just feeling panic-stricken. He was a direct descendant of the Taoist Mi family, a disciple of the Yanling Cave in Huaifu Mountain, and a Hechen Lishi under the "Shenshu Palace" of the Southern Dipper Star God. Yet, he was made nervous before the battle by a single look.

"Golden boy!"

The red-faced young man covered in demonic flames shouted.

Hearing the shout, Moyazi's mind became even more agitated, and he asked in surprise, "How could he be Lingxuzi?"

Chiyi Langjun glanced at Moyazi, and then noticed the giant creature that was about to penetrate the main line of Yin and Yang. His body suddenly rose several feet high and turned into a dark red scaled viper. He rolled up the remaining half of the ancient stele and shot out like a line of fire against the huge background of the void and black curtain.

This time, Ji Ming held back some of his strength while escaping, fearing that his true Qi would be consumed too quickly. However, once he entered the main line, it was like jumping from a stream into a river and being swept down uncontrollably.

In the upper reaches, one can vaguely see the strange lights of the battle, which are as brilliant as fireworks.

At the top of the upstream, there is a door formed by a circle of vines, or more accurately, a vine ring. "I will not make the same mistake twice with the same person."

The voice of Chi Yi Lang Jun sounded. He followed Ji Ming into the main line. The viper's body was still able to maintain its stability under the force of the main line. He said, "The information from Mo Ya Zi earlier made me misjudge your strength, but I won't do that now."

This main line of Yin and Yang leading to Haoli is not a dark and desolate place, but rather has a dark, leaden tone. The force of the raging waves shows a silvery and dead wind.

In such a wind, the burly-backed god stepped on two snakes, with his wings floating behind him like a cloak, and his two black-scaled arms embraced his chest. His human face seemed to be separated from the bird's body, connected by a curly thin neck.

That person wore a high jade crown with gold edges on his head. Under the flowing silver dead wind and in the dark lead yin and yang main lines, he looked like a strange bird-bodied Bodhisattva with its head bowed under the crown.

Ji Ming held that half of the stone tablet as if he was holding half of a stone coffin.

He looked at the other half of the viper's tail scroll, wondering what treasure was inside.

Nun Yuanren split the stone tablet into two parts for Ji Ming's sake. She wanted him to take the first half, so that Chiyi Langjun, Moyazi, and Cui Meng, who were walking slowly, could fight for the other half.

But what Ji Ming wanted to say was that even if he took them all, there would be no problem.

He rubbed the half of the stone tablet in his palm into stone powder, which contained three gourds of precious pills, a bronze camel magic weapon, a snake-head Yin flag, and a jade-tooth narrow knife.

As soon as the narrow jade knife appeared, it tried to escape. It was obviously a treasure with extraordinary spirituality.

Just as it flew half a foot away, Ji Ming caught it in his hand, trying to escape like a live fish. Then Ji Ming sent it along with other objects into the mouth of the god and stored them in his stomach.

"There is no magic weapon."

Ji Ming thought to himself.

Chiyi Langjun followed suit and broke half of the stone tablet. Unexpectedly, a golden light rose up and rushed upstream. Chiyi Langjun hurriedly chased it, but did not care about the remaining "vulgar products".

At that moment, the spiritual nature in the golden light shone through, and everyone knew that there was a magic weapon there.

Ji Ming took a regretful look at the pile of things left behind by Chi Yi Lang Jun. Without a moment's lingering attachment, he raised up the Xuan Ming Star General, and fled upwards against the force of the rush, following the golden light.

The golden light only flew for a while before it "exhausted" and slowed down. Ji Ming and Chi Yilangjun almost maintained the same position, and when they were about to approach the golden light, they attacked together.

The three-meter-long viper spews out devilish flames from its loose fangs, and the four-meter-long divine general spreads his wings and raises the dark cold.

The devilish flames and dark cold mixed together and were immediately canceled out. The viper coiled its body, gathered strength and released it like a flying arrow. It arrived in front of the divine general and swung its tail, releasing several round scales.

“This move!”

A cold look flashed in Ji Ming's eyes. Back then, in the Dangerous Bird Mountain of Lan Yin Fang, Chi Yi Lang Jun had also used this move of 'thorns on the scales' to stab the monk Dayou to death on the spot.

The head of the Star General's crown dropped, and his scaly palm stroked the top of his head. In an instant, a ray of light appeared on the high crown, and the viper was fixed in place. Then Ji Ming lifted it towards the golden light.

"what!"

Chiyi Langjun shouted in surprise.

The golden light was removed, revealing a golden treasure box.

"Flying fire and flowing flames drive away evil spirits and demons.

Golden light spreads its wings, and wind and fire add to the momentum.

Sixth from the south, the stars appear.

Between heaven and earth, winged fire snakes are moving.

"

Hearing the old man's praise, Ji Ming's spirit jumped, thinking that something was wrong, and hurriedly opened the golden box. In an instant, two streams of light, one yellow and one colorful, were cast on Chi Yi Lang Jun and Ji Ming respectively.

"The magic weapon chooses its master!"

(End of this chapter)