History’s Strongest Senior Brother - 1293. Chapter 1268 1267. Seize the target, innate fetus!

As the person rushed forward, the avatar of Beiming who was in the guidance center, the light curtain in front of him began to blur, and it was difficult to continue to show the internal structure and path of the Dandian.

While Yan Zhaoge and others were in the void of the universe near the medicine storehouse, a fire suddenly lit up.

This flame did not go from far to near, but from the moment it was lit, the raging flames engulfed the void of the universe, turning the dark universe into a world of flames.

Upon seeing this, Bai Lujing’s face became ugly, facing the fire, he put the crutch of Beaulieu on his chest.

He turned his head to look at the Dandian Temple Spirit, and yelled: “You have known that such a person exists, but you have made a good idea to let the old man be your shield? You are so bold!”

“Aren’t you also planning to solve me and other people together?” Dian Ling Tiansu replied calmly: “If you want to fight my Dandian idea, you always have to face this opponent, do you know, what’s the problem?”

Bai Lujing sneered: “You fake body is a myriad of elixir, refined by the treasures of heaven and earth, and the old man will solve you first. If you get these treasures, you can get as many benefits first, and you will be safe!”

After all, he just ignored Zhang Buxu, and instead picked up the crutch of Beaulieu, and smashed it toward the big day that was about to disappear!

This turning and falling, seemingly ordinary, but the glorious day that had disappeared in the darkness was immediately forced to fly upside down from the void.

Under the pressure of horror, Da Ni was distorted and deformed, as if from a pure circle to an oblate!

In the face of Emperor Song, Emperor Yun, and Long Xueji, the three great palace spirits that could be made in the siege of Qing Jianxiu, it immediately seemed difficult to resist.

That glorious day is about to shatter.

However, the figure gradually appeared in the middle of the day, and the figure became clearer and clearer.

It was a boy who appeared to be only five or six years old.

On Bai Li’s tender and red face, there is no childish innocence, only cold and serious.

Between his eyebrows and eyes, full of hostility and ferocity, he stared coldly at the white deer spirit.

Yan Zhaoge met and understood that this was the body that the Dandian Temple Spirit had built for himself.

Just seeing this body, Yan Zhaoge felt even more strange: “There is weird…”

The next moment, I saw the boy’s palm prints on both hands, and then the sunlight that surrounded him began to compress further inward.

Before Bai Lujing’s walking stick fell completely, the boy suddenly stretched out his hand and pushed hard.

The great sun transformed by the glorious sunlight exploded by itself, and countless golden lights continued to expand in all directions.

Just below the boy’s body, the golden light continued to compress inward until it finally collapsed, forming a huge black hole.

With the help of the golden light, the boy fell smoothly into the black hole.

Bailujing couldn’t help being taken aback.

Because the rituals of the Pill Palace Temple Spirit have not actually been completed yet.

But he stopped the ritual himself, and escaped with the burst of power.

In this way, he had gone, but this reincarnation ceremony was actually a failure.

This is not something that has a chance to do it all over again, but once it fails, all previous efforts will be abandoned.

With Bailujing’s eyesight, you can even see the boy’s body, which has begun to disintegrate gradually, as if it is about to be transformed into elixir and spiritual treasures again.

“In order to avoid the opponent, he simply gave up?” Bai Lujing felt wrong instinctively.

Unfortunately, Lao Bailu didn’t have time to think about it.

In the distant sea of fire, there was a faint sound of dragon chants. A tall figure walked out of the fire, with short hair and eyes like electricity.

Lao Lu wanted to chase after the spirit of the Pill Palace, but the fire dragons had already rushed towards him.

On the other side, Yan Zhaoge and others were affected by the suction of the black hole, and they all fell together and were drawn into the black hole.

The black hole was fleeting, and the old Bai Lu was frightened and angry, and had no choice but to face his new opponent first.

Yan Zhaoge fell into the black hole, and the time and space in front of him changed, and it took a long time to regain his calm.

“Still in the void of the universe inside the Dandian, but I don’t know where I am now.” Yan Zhaoge looked at the surrounding environment.

The avatar of Beiming at the Guidance Center, the light curtain in front of him is still blurred, and the Guidance Center is currently in a paralyzed state, and it is difficult to help Yan Zhaoge determine the position.

However, even so, Yan Zhaoge could still feel that the void he was in was still shaking and feeling hot.

The ongoing battle has spread to the entire universe in the Dandian.

The temple spirit is not in the Zixian Pavilion right now, and Yan Zhaoge even suspects that the hall might be destroyed by this battle.

Those who come needless to say, this kind of power, this kind of cultivation base, this kind of power artistic conception, naturally it is Huo Yaoying, Suo Mingzhang.

He arrived in time to solve the predicament of Yan Zhaoge and others, but he also gave Dian Ling Tiansu a chance.

“Sure enough, as I expected, the temple spirit’s rituals are really weird.”

Yan Zhaoge has come to understand at this moment.

The rituals implemented by Dian Ling Tiansu near the medicine storehouse were just his first-hand plan.

If all goes well and can be successful, then naturally there is no need to talk about it.

But once there was a mistake, then he immediately used this method to get Jin Chan out of his shell.

For example, being caught by Yan Zhaoge’s pigtail, or being tricked by Bailujing, or being killed by Suo Mingzhang just now.

Only in this way, he must have a second plan.

“Besides, his method of changing the rituals just now seems a bit weird…” Yan Zhaoge frowned: “He is the Pill Palace Spirit, and it’s not like I was the Cangshu Pavilion Spirit at the beginning. Why is there such an unpopular secret method? Who taught him?”

“And his second plan…”

Yan Zhaoge didn’t dare to delay too much, and moved forward quickly.

The fragrant medicinal fragrance came, which naturally guided the way for Yan Zhaoge.

After following the fragrance for a while, Yan Zhaoge found his goal.

In the dark void, purple and gold shined.

In the purple light, there was a black-clothed young man sitting cross-legged, and it was Nie Jingshen!

Nie Jingshen had not had time to reach the medicine storehouse before.

However, the Pill Dian Dian Ling stopped the ritual and moved towards him!

This is the second plan of Dianling Tiansu.

Temple spirits like him were reincarnated and transformed into humans, and could not take the method of robbing them.

But all things are born with forty-nine, and Taiyi is not used, there are always exceptions.

Nie Jingshen’s congenital fetus was the exception of Pill Palace’s Ling Tiansu who turned around. It was unique for him to seize the house and directly transform into a human body!

Suo Mingzhang and Bai Lujing, the two beings that can truly pose a threat to him now contain each other, allowing him to let go of their hands and feet.

Yan Zhaoge even suspected that this was the real plan of the Palace Spirit, and everything before it was just a cover.

At this moment, Nie Jingshen was sitting cross-legged, holding Yuan Shouyi, clearly resisting the opponent’s seizure.

And just above his head, the boy-like body that Temple Spirit Tiansu had previously transformed was also forming seals on his hands, and his techniques kept changing.

His body, when gathered and scattered, is indeed tending to disintegrate.

But this did not affect his powerful strength in the slightest.

Although its power cannot be forcibly distinguished by the Taoist martial artist’s realm standard, the horror of its breath does not seem to be inferior to that white deer spirit.

He wanted to seize the home of the immortal Nie Jingshen, making Nie Jingshen’s resistance seem extremely futile!

The black-clothed youth opened his eyes, his gaze kept changing, sometimes as firm and tenacious as before, but more often, he was as cold and solemn as the boy above his head.

These cold eyes are staring at Yan Zhaoge at this moment!