Peerless Divine Emperor

Six hundred and forty-three chapters Xuanwujing Jiuzhong

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Within the hall, there was a sudden tremor, a huge cage, descending from the sky, trapping Jing Yunyu in it, and the golden trace, a sullen smile appeared on his face: "Boy, you will give me a slap Stay here. Don't think about breaking it out. This cage is made of black iron. It's hard and hard. Even if it's the cultivation of the ground, you can't shake it. You should wait for it."

"Are you really swindling?"

Jing Yun’s heart sighed and his face was heavy.

He was already careful enough, but did not expect that this gold trace would be installed in this hall.

Even, how about the mysterious iron?

In his eyes, it is simply a fragile white paper.

"Haha, you are too stupid. Stinky boy, you kill me, and kill me so many people in Baiyin Villa, and also destroy my haze, these hatred, I will definitely count with you."

The golden trace smirked.

Today, he lost too much.

He wants to come back from Jing Yunzhen a little bit.

"Stupid? I think you are too stupid? You think that you can keep the old man in a cage. You can't think about it."

"Emperor fire."

Jingyun’s eyes flashed through the chill, and the fire of the emperor came out of his body. It instantly filled the surrounding area and covered all the cages built by the black iron. Under the burning of the fire, the indestructible cage was melted a little.

"What? How are you so surprised?"

The Golden Trace was horrified.

But the next moment, but also did not slack off, I saw him madly rushing toward the corner of the hall, and then pressed a body in the corner, suddenly a secret road appeared in front of the gold trace, he will be from that Escape from the secret road.

"Want to escape? Do your spring and autumn dreams."

Jing Yunyi, regardless of the three seven twenty-one, a sword fell.

That sword is the sword of the micro.

The space is shaking, the sword is snarling.

That sword, with lightning speed, was fiercely bombarded on the back of the Golden Trace, and the gold trace was severely wounded, and the blood continued to splash. But the sword did not directly ask for the life of the Golden Trace. With the last breath, the Golden Trace jumped into the secret passage, and then the entire hall began to tremble from the position of the secret passage. Constantly collapsed.

"Damn."

Let the gold track run, this is what Jing Yunzhen is very reluctant to see.

Once the gold trace ran to the yin gate and told the Yinmen Gate about it, the plan for Jingyun’s sneak into the sinister gate would probably be stranded. However, after thinking about it, Jing Yunyi also felt that there was no need to worry so much. The Golden Trace did not know that he was going to sneak into the Yin Gate, and now the Golden Trace has been seriously injured. It is one thing to die, even if he does not die. When he rushed back to the yin gate, I am afraid I don't know when.

As long as you go to the shadow door as soon as possible, there should be no big problem.

Thinking of this, Jing Yunyi is no longer angry, the emperor is filled with fire, the whole earth's materials are all burning, and then Jing Yun's body is constantly violently withdrawing from the hall.

Outside the main hall, Jingyun squatted with his legs crossed. When the whole hall collapsed, he was indifferent. Then he used the fire of the emperor to burn the collapsed hall and burn and refine all the materials in it.

I have to say that the various materials here are incomparably rich, and there are some precious medicinal materials. Under the burning of the fire of Jingyun, the medicinal materials are all turned into martial arts and rushed into the body of Jingyun. in.

It must be said that refining and absorbing all kinds of elixir materials is more fierce than the martial arts elements that absorb all kinds of flesh and blood. The huge martial arts Jingyun 霄 makes Jing Yunzhen feel the breakthrough signs of Xuanwujing. Under these signs, Jing Yunzhen was arrogant and steadfast.

A little bit of time passed, and the whole hall was turned into ashes under the fire of Jingyun, and Jing Yunyi finally succeeded in stepping into the Xuanwujing nine times.

"Oh, it’s cool."

Jing Yunqi stood up and smiled.

"Let's take a look at whether this net blood grass can really purify the blood in the haze."

Jing Yun licked his lips.

Before entering the shadow gate, he naturally needs to control a haze first.

And, just asked about the Golden Trace, the Golden Trace also said that the only voucher to enter the Yin Gate is to show the haze. When the disciple of the gatekeeper sees your haze, you can know if you are a Yinmen. .

Apart from anything else, Jing Yunyi got the haze from the front of Wang Kui from the space bag, the haze has no breath, the dead things are general, but there is indeed a lot of blood in his body, Jing Yun’s fingers are smashing, and instantly The net blood grass is torn apart, and then it is compressed by the spiritual power, and finally compressed into a liquid.

"I hope that the Golden Trace does not lie to me on these things."

Jing Yun霄 secretly hopes.

Then the eyes condensed, a little finger, the liquid that the **** grass condensed into was flying to the haze.

Jing Yun’s eyes gazed at the changes in the haze.

Soon, Jing Yunyi knew that Jin Lue did not lie to him.

Under the purifying effect of the net blood grass, the blood gas in the haze really began to disappear, and the blood was getting weaker and thinner. In the end, it was completely purified by the pure blood grass, and it suddenly turned the haze into one. A common corpse.

However, this corpse is, after all, alive and bloody, so on the corpse, the martial temperament of the scorpion still does not dissipate.

"The third step is to use its own blood to sacrifice it. Success or failure is here."

Jing Yun's gaze was slightly condensed, and then biting his tongue, a blood immediately spit out from his mouth, and the blood fell on the yin, and the whole yin immediately swelled with blood, but this blood seemed to be like this. It was quickly rejected by the haze, not with the haze.

"People are dead, didn't you think so?"

Jing Yunxiao secretly said.

Then, he released the martial arts atmosphere of his own Xuanwujing, suppressing the yin body, letting the yin be forced by his own pressure, and had to merge with his own blood.

"Give me the melt."

Jing Yun’s heart is in a horizontal position, and the force of repression continues to increase.

Time is a little past.

Half an hour is gone.

Under the suppression of half an hour, the haze was finally unable to withstand the oppression of Jingyun, and began to slowly merge with the blood of Jing Yunzhen. With this kind of integration, Jing Yunyi also felt that he seemed to be Slowly followed the haze to establish a very subtle connection.

Finally, when the haze and his own blood are thoroughly integrated, Jing Yunzhen even feels that this haze has become another avatar of his own. He only needs to use his mind and want him to do it. He has to do it.

If the haze is in control, it is time to go to the haze.

Jingyun’s eyes flickered, and he jumped into the clouds in the sky, heading in the direction of the shadow gate.