Chapter 78 The Last Journey Chapter 76 In this world, treasures with intelligence are extremely rare. When Guli saw that the Demon-Subduing Pestle could sound by itself, he immediately became excited. Although this Vajra Pestle is a Buddhist item, if he could obtain such a treasure, not only would he receive praise from his master, but he might also be able to exchange it for a technique or even a magic weapon that suits him. However, this pestle is incredibly powerful, perhaps like a low-level magic weapon. It would obviously be unwise for him to fight against it with his physical body. In that case, old man, let me show you my true strength! When he thought of this, he laughed loudly, "Haha! What a great Vajra Pestle! How about you give it to me, Senior?!" After saying this, a strong aura emanated from Gu Li. This aura was full of arrogance, but under this arrogance, no one dared to feel dissatisfied. A huge golden spear several meters long was held in Gu Li's hand at some point. Man and spear were one, like a peerless wild spear standing between heaven and earth. Hearing this, Xuan Ji looked up and his eyes narrowed slightly.
This little guy does have some tricks up his sleeve! Xuan Ji could see that although this golden spear looked like a top-grade spiritual weapon, the subtle fluctuations it emitted were actually comparable to those of low-level magic weapons. "You want it? Then you have to ask my old friend if he agrees?!" Xuan Ji raised the demon-subduing pestle in his hand and sneered lightly. Gu Li's face darkened, and he smiled grimly: "I think it will agree soon!" "That's not necessarily true!" Xuan Ji smiled indifferently. "Thunder Gun!" A sneer flashed across Guli's eyes, and then he clenched his palms, and brilliant spiritual power was instantly injected into the golden spear. hum! After a buzzing sound, the golden light of the spear became stronger. Gu Li's palm suddenly shook the handle of the spear, and the spear immediately spun rapidly, piercing towards Xuan Ji as fast as lightning. The golden light expanded in Xuanji's pupils at an astonishing speed, and the latter took a sudden step forward, veins bulged on his right hand, and he tightly grasped the demon-subduing pestle in his palm and swung it forward! Swish! The golden light flashed past, but was firmly blocked by the silver demon-subduing pestle, making a harsh sound. Guli's pupils shrank, and the terrifying impact of the golden spear slowly stopped. It was actually stopped by Xuan Ji's seemingly casual attack. Through the previous fight, Gu Li was very clear about Xuan Ji's current level of cultivation. Xuan Ji's physique and martial arts were special, and he could fight him hard in a short period of time. But he never thought that such an old man with almost no vitality could have such explosive power to withstand the attack of the Thunder Spear. Obviously, the real reason was that this demon-subduing pestle made his strength soar. It seemed that the level of this item was far beyond his imagination, and it was very likely to have reached the threshold of a mid-level magic weapon. Gu Li naturally didn't know that this Vajra Pestle was Xuan Ji's personal weapon back then, and it was already a mid-level magic weapon. Although the magic weapon had some intelligence, it was not high after all. With Xuan Ji's current cultivation level, he could not even exert one thousandth of the power of this pestle. After all, no matter how good a magic weapon is, it still needs people to use it. "Okay! I'll see how long you can hold on!" Guli frowned, moved his body, and appeared next to the golden spear, then hit the end of the spear with his palm! boom! This punch seemed ordinary, but it was like throwing a piece of ice into a boiling oil pan. Bang! Suddenly, the junction of the spear and the pestle also shook violently, and terrifying energy ripples instantly surged out from the energy collision. Humph! Both of them groaned and took a few steps back quickly with slightly messy steps.
This round seemed to be evenly matched. There was a cold light flashing in Xuanji's eyes, and he glanced at the main hall inadvertently. The golden light in the magic array in the hall seemed to have dimmed a lot, and the soul-stealing bottle was still trembling slightly, but the black bottle seemed to be covered with a barely perceptible, light milky white. It seemed that this magic array was approaching its end. Xuan Ji then sneered: "Show me some real skills! This kind of attack is not good enough for me!" "You!" Gu Li's expression was condensed, and the coldness in his eyes became more and more intense. He tightly grasped the spear, raised his head and moved his mouth towards Xuan Ji, revealing his slightly sharp and white teeth - "You are looking for death!" Gu Li's body suddenly shook, and a sharp roar of anger, mixed with unparalleled murderous intent, roared out from Gu Li's mouth. In this loud sound wave, the latter's figure seemed to be riding the wind, and turned into an extremely blurry shadow, approaching Xuan Ji like lightning, and the long spear in his hand brought up a cold gust of wind, and pierced Xuan Ji's heart with extreme cruelty. The speed displayed by Gu Li was enough to give a headache to cultivators of the same level. However, Xuan Ji, who was confronting him, did not show much emotion on his face. In the dark pupils, a golden line rapidly enlarged, and the next moment, the gold suddenly turned into a ferocious face. The sharp golden spear also penetrated the air obstruction and shot straight towards him with a cold gust of wind. Ding! The silver demon-subduing pestle suddenly grew larger, like a shield, blocking Xuan Ji, and the golden spear hit it heavily. Suddenly, a strong wind like a violent storm blew out violently. The wind was so strong that it even carried a very subtle sound of thunder. But Guli did not stop. The tightly grasped golden spear bounced back immediately. He held the tip of the spear, and all the spiritual power in his body surged into his arm. He hit the demon-subduing pestle hard with the golden spear! Bang! The demon-subduing pestle removed most of the force from it, but even so, the remaining force still shocked Xuan Ji so much that he took two steps back in embarrassment. After a successful attack, Guli did not stop for a moment, but approached again like lightning, his arms shaking, the shadow of the gun lingering, and the wind whistling, as sharp as a cold wind. Bang! Bang! Bang! Ding! Ding! … A series of metal sounds echoed in the mountains. Gu Li held a long spear in his hand, and his momentum was like a rainbow. He thrust, stabbed, struck, poked, and pierced with the golden spear, just like using his arm and fingers. In the void above the mountain, two blurry figures separated and merged, merged and separated, and the sound of explosions continued. When they danced, there were actually cold stars and golden light. Under Gu Li's close combat that was almost like a violent storm, Xuan Ji was completely at a disadvantage. Just as Gu Li expected, although the treasure itself has great power, with the Xuanji treasure in hand, his strength instantly skyrocketed. However, no matter how good the treasure is, Xuanji's spiritual power will eventually be unsustainable. Bang! After an unknown amount of time, another explosion sounded. A thin figure crashed into the pile of rocks at the foot of the mountain like a meteorite. The remaining energy ripples spread out, turning some of the nearby gravel into powder. "Hmph!" With a cold snort, Gu Li's figure emerged like a ghost. His face was pale and his breath was fluctuating. It was obvious that this battle had consumed him greatly. Gu Li's eyes flashed as he glanced at Xuan Ji who was not aware of the danger in his own life. Then he flashed in front of the temple. He raised his right hand, and the golden spear pierced through the Linyin Temple's protective formation. Then he stretched out his hand, and a giant hand made of spiritual power easily grabbed the soul-catching bottle into his own hand. It's been a long time! Guli was excited. He picked up the soul-catching bottle and looked at it carefully, but his face suddenly turned ugly. With his level of cultivation, he could naturally feel that some changes had taken place in the Soul-Capturing Bottle, and these changes were obviously not what his master wanted to see. Guli's face was gloomy, and his gaze suddenly turned to Xuan Ji in the rubble. An astonishing chill suddenly emanated from his body. "This old man!" Thinking of the anger that his master might explode with because of this, he couldn't help but take a deep breath and said fiercely. After a few steps, Gu Li arrived in the air in front of Xuan Ji.
At this time, Xuan Ji had already sat up from the ground, but he was in a rather disheveled state, covered in blood. His breath was also weaker, and he was almost dying. His face was pale, and he seemed to have aged a lot in an instant. "Good! It feels good! It feels good!" Xuan Ji picked up the Vajra Pestle beside him, raised his head and looked at him who was approaching, a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. Guli's eyes narrowed as he looked at Xuan Ji and the Vajra Pestle that he still held tightly in his hand, and his right fist slowly clenched. At the same time, an extremely cold voice slowly came out of his mouth - "In that case, I will give you a last walk!" (End of this chapter)