Chapter 262 Incarnation Talisman "Cooperation? Agreement?" Wan Tianming raised his head and laughed heartily. Suddenly, he put his hands behind his back, glanced at him disdainfully, and said in a condescending tone, "Ji Yin, Ji Yin, you have lived for hundreds of years in vain, but you can actually say such a thing? Since ancient times, treasures have been owned by those who are capable, and the Bu Tian Pill is no exception." The skin on Ji Yin's face trembled, his fists hardened under his long sleeves, and he could hardly control his expression. "Is Sect Master Wan really so unrefined?" The old demon Qingyang next to him was emitting spiritual power all over his body, ready to take action at any time. "Could it be that you evil thieves are still planning to take action?" A beam of light fell behind Wan Tianming and transformed into a monk named Lin. He showed contempt and snorted coldly. "Don't forget that there are only two of you left. If you don't know what's best for you, this Xutian Palace will be your burial place." At the right time, another beam of light landed on the ground. The monk with white eyebrows had a kind look on his face. He bowed and said kindly,
"Amitabha." The three righteous people stood in a V-shape, staring at Jiyin and Qingyang vigilantly, trying to see what they were thinking. Ji Yin glanced at the three people, and passed by the tall Xu Tian Ding behind them. He suppressed the heat in his heart and lowered his eyes. Secretly and secretly transmit the message with spiritual consciousness, "Brother Yang, what do you think?" "I don't have much time left, so I have to grab this Heaven-Replenishing Pill. Moreover, cultivators are fighting for their lives with the heavens, and the treasure in the inner hall of the Void Heaven Cauldron is right before my eyes. If not now, when?" "Well said, then I will accompany Brother Yang to fight him. However," "but what" "I want Man Huzi's storage bag," Qingyang subconsciously recalled that there were not many relics of Li Xunhuan on the ground, only two storage bags. Everyone knows the importance of Li Xunhuan's storage bag. The righteous will naturally focus on protecting it, but Man Huzi's storage bag is worth a try. "Okay, you take the Barbarian Beard storage bag, I want the Heaven-Making Pill." "Do it." Having made up their minds, the two men transformed themselves into red and dark lights respectively, and attacked the three people from the left and right. On the way, the old demon Qingyang had an extra Sun Order in his hand, and Jiyin had an extra sickle in his hand. On the other side, next to the Xutian Ding, Wan Tianming sat cross-legged with the Bu Tian Pill suspended in his palm. As the spiritual energy circulated around his body, the Bu Tian Pill trembled, and three shadows of the pill slowly appeared, floating towards his forehead, dantian, and mouth respectively. He actually wanted to refine the Bu Tian Dan on the spot. In front of him were the cultivator named Lin and the white-browed monk who were guarding the Dharma. When they saw the old demons Jiyin and Qingyang coming to kill them, the white-browed monk rushed over with the demon-subduing pestle in his hand. The monk surnamed Lin snorted disdainfully. "I've been waiting for you for a long time,"
With a thought, a jade plate floated in front of him. He raised his right arm and wrote from top to bottom. In just a thought, the jade plate lit up. At the right moment, he lowered his right sword finger to his forehead and shouted, "Attract thunder, fall!" Suddenly, as if struck by lightning from the blue sky, a bolt of lightning as thick as a wrist fell from the sky and landed in front of Ji Yin's direction of travel. Ji Yin's body couldn't help but slow down. Before Ji Yin could turn around, another bolt of lightning struck and his figure stopped completely. When the old demon Qingyang saw this scene during the struggle with Baimei, and saw that the Bu Tian Dan was getting closer and closer to Wan Tianming's eyebrows, he became anxious. "Brother Wu, please think of a solution quickly." "I'm thinking about it." Ji Yin's mind raced, he naturally knew that the cultivator named Lin was willing to spend all his energy to try to stop him. No matter how much they consume, once Wan Tianming takes the Bu Tian Pill, they will have no chance at all. He gritted his teeth and shouted, "Brother Yang, this is Wu's last trump card. You must compensate me in the future." As he spoke, he flew into the air and threw out six Dutian corpses. Under the two sides, the cultivator named Lin had no time to react. In just a moment, the Dutian corpse was ten feet away from Wan Tianming. "Master Wan, experience the power of self-destruction." Wan Tianming suddenly opened his eyes, and the Bu Tian Pill immediately regrouped and failed to be refined. But he didn't care about these and quickly escaped. However, when the Dutian corpse exploded, it only caused a small storm. Obviously, it was a fake exposure. "Hahaha, Master Wan, you've lived for a thousand years in vain, but you can't even tell the difference between a real and a fake Heavenly Corpse." It turned out that he was returning the words he had said before. Wan Tianming's face darkened, and he thrust a purple-gold sword down instantly. "You asked for it. Do you really think Wan doesn't kill people?" For a moment, the five of them fought together at such a fast speed that it was like a collision of light. . . . In the outer hall, Jin Kui and Ximen stood in the air, looking at Hanlitai from afar, their hearts full of doubts. "Great Elder, why are they fighting again?" "That's what's weird about me too." Jin Kui raised his left hand, holding a special wooden instrument in his palm. He looked at the seven lights that represented the monks. "The huge spiritual power fluctuation in the Tiangang Cover just now must have been caused by the power of the Yuanhou. If my guess is correct, it must be that the old fox of good and evil has used his last trump card.
However, the Tianji Instrument showed that there were still seven people alive in the field, so it was obvious that Li Xunhuan was not dead. Now that a battle has taken place, could it be that the five righteous and evil people, knowing that they cannot win, are still willing to fight Li Xunhuan to the death? How strange. " The next moment, the two looked at each other and said in unison, "Incarnation Talisman!" Immediately, Jin Kui thought of Li Xunhuan's performance in fighting, and quickly overturned this guess. "No, the incarnation talisman cannot replicate all the abilities of a cultivator, nor can it last that long." "Could it be a high-level talisman obtained from the Xutian Tower?" "If it's true, then it's a good thing. It shows that this person has a very narrow vision and gave up everything for an unknown Xu Tian Ding." "Great Elder, what should we do next?" "Just wait and see." . . . Just wait and see? In the mysterious space, Li Xunhuan sat on a chair, spinning five talismans between the fingers of his right hand, looking at the battle scene on the Hanli Stage on the wall in front of him. When he hadn't seen Jin Kui and Ximen for a long time, he immediately made this judgment. That's such a shame. Originally, he was planning to beat Jin Kui up in front of the Twin Saints of Xinggong. But when I think about the duel on the second stage and Han Li’s performance on the stage, it should be enough. I think that after he leaves Xutian Palace, the two saints will give him a decent arrangement. He stretched lazily, thinking that the purpose of his trip to Xutian Palace had been achieved and it was time to wrap it up. So he sat down again, looked at the surveillance screen in front of him, and couldn't help but chuckled. I saw that outside the Tiangang cover of Hanlitai, there was another "Li Xunhuan". I have to say that the Incarnation Talisman is a must-have in the dungeon and is very useful. At this moment, the camera on the wall turned and came to the bottom of Han Litai. When he saw Qing Yi's actions, his eyes were stunned. No, you discovered all this? Then, "Confiscated!" "What do you mean by confiscated? This old Taoist priest has a lucky break. Who!" Qing Yi was happily checking the scroll, thinking that this should be the map of Xutian Tower, it would be impossible not to find it. When he heard the voice, he responded subconsciously. As soon as he said this, he realized something was wrong and there was an outsider.
He turned around abruptly, inadvertently putting the scroll into his storage bag, and was about to speak, but when his eyes fell on her, his eyes widened, almost popping out of his head. "Li, Brother Li, you, I, this..." Li Xun Huan's eyes flashed with evil interest. He stretched out his hand, hooked his fingers, and said gently, "Brother Qing, you don't want me to do it, right?" Do you still want to take action? How could he survive such a huge attack wave just now? He smiled, but his smile was uglier than crying, and presented a scroll with both hands. "I am too old to take risks, so I'll give this scroll to you, brother." (End of this chapter)