Chapter 1033: Close Before Your Eyes
Suddenly, light bloomed in the pitch-black Demon Locking Tower, and cyan lightning spread. In the center of the intertwined thunder snakes, a shirtless man with the same stature as the Prison-Suppressing King swung a giant hammer, and wild thunder burst out from his hammer. Right in the middle of Zhen Yu Ming Wang's chest.
The King Zhenyu Ming, who was already heavily wounded by his sword, screamed, and exploded in an instant. The huge impact blew earth and rocks flying in all directions, and the smoke and dust clouded it, and it took a long time to dissipate.
"Ahem..."
The Jiujianxian knelt on one knee, holding the sword stuck on the ground with both hands, coughed out a mouthful of blood, and said feebly: "Sure enough, only gods can kill gods... If the Thunder Lingzhu hadn't summoned the Nine Heavens Thunder God, we would all have died. It’s here.”
Li Xiaoyao held up a purple orb in his hand and stared blankly at the dust flying in front of him. He was also frightened by the earth-shattering power of the Thunder Lingzhu. He did not expect that the Prison-Suppressing King Ming, who was as powerful as a ghost or a god, could actually After he raised the orb, it turned into ashes.
"My dear, what kind of treasure is this stone?"
Li Xiaoyao carefully held the Thunder Lingzhu in front of Jiujianxian and said: "Master, if you have such a good treasure, why didn't you take it out earlier? We wouldn't have to fight so hard and almost lose our lives."
"Silly disciple, this is not a stone. This is the Thunder Spirit Bead, the most precious treasure of merit and virtue. It is an artifact created by Empress Nuwa. It is a thunder spirit bead with endless magic power."
Jiu Jianxian struggled to push himself up and stood up. He wanted to reach out and take back the Thunder Lingzhu, but he retracted his hand and said: "I didn't expect that you, a brat like Fuyuan, would be recognized by the Thunder Lingzhu because he was so big. , summon the God of Thunder to face the enemy, and I will give you this orb, as a gift for a master who has the right to accept you as a disciple."
Li Xiaoyao quickly shook his head and said: "No, no, this orb is too valuable. It is a great gift from Master to save Xiaoyao and take Xiaoyao as his disciple. How can I take Master's treasure?"
Jiujianxian happily stretched out his hand and patted Li Xiaoyao on the shoulder, saying: "Disciple Xiaoyao, if you can have this heart, you will be satisfied as a teacher. This orb is just a stone to the teacher, it is only a source of blessing." Only a profound person can be recognized by the Lingzhu. It seems that you are the destined person, and the Lingzhu can play a greater role in your hands."
Li Xiaoyao was very moved. He looked around the scene again and saw that Jiu Jianxian's face was exhausted and he had suffered serious internal injuries. Lin Tiannan's energy was almost exhausted. One of his arms was bloody and bloody, and he could hardly hold the weapon.
The fierce battle just now was full of dangers. At the last moment, Jiujianxian Fu Ling gave the Thunder Lingzhu to Li Xiaoyao and asked him to pour all the fairy energy into it, triggering the power of the Thunder Lingzhu and summoning The ancient thunder god had just achieved a tragic victory.
This thunder spirit bead was found by Sedum in Leizhou. Later it fell into the hands of Nangong Huang, and was given to Jiujianxian by Nangong Huang.
The Thunder Lingzhu is the nemesis of the Prison-Suppressing King. When the Jiujianxian was in danger, he suddenly remembered this and took out the Thunder Lingzhu. However, he and the Prison-Suppressing King were both defeated in the fight. The fairy spirit was almost exhausted and could not be recharged. After moving the spirit bead, he handed it over to Li Xiaoyao, who was in relatively good condition. Unexpectedly, he missed the mark. Infused with the true energy of the Son of Destiny, Li Xiaoyao exerted the highest power of the thunder spirit bead, summoning the ancient thunder god and killing him with one blow. He was the king of Zhenjing Ming.
Without this thunder spirit bead, it would be impossible for Lin Tiannan, the peak human immortal, the wine sword immortal, the peak earth immortal, and the soy sauce Li Xiaoyao to kill the real immortal, the righteous god canonized by the heaven.
Of course, in the final analysis, it is Li Xiaoyao who shows off his power as the protagonist. It can be said that if a god blocks a god, he will kill a god, and if a Buddha blocks a Buddha, he will kill a Buddha.
Victory was victory, Jiu Jianxian and Lin Tiannan both paid a heavy price. With their condition, it was obviously difficult for them to cope with another fierce battle.
Li Xiaoyao suddenly remembered that defeating the Prison-Suppressing King was not the end. Deep in the ninth floor of the Demon Locking Tower, there was an evil monk waiting for them to defeat him. The Master Jiujian gave him the Thunder Spirit Bead just for the sake of it. To deal with the final battle that is likely to be more dangerous.
Understanding the master's intention, Li Xiaoyao no longer refused and put the Thunder Lingzhu into his arms.
"By the way, where is Qian'er? Where is my Qian'er?"
Jiu Jianxian calmed down his breath, looked around, and said with some worry: "The fight with that Mao Shen just now was too fierce, and there was no time to pay attention to him. Do you know where Qian'er is hiding?"
Li Xiaoyao said: "Well, just now I pushed her away and told her to stay away, so she retreated far away. Later, I also joined the battle group, so I didn't care."
The Jiujianxian breathed a sigh of relief and said: "So, she should be fine. Fortunately, she is far away. The thunder magic power exploded by the Thunder Lingzhu has special lethality against ghosts. If it affects her even slightly, it will kill her. His life."
The two shouted towards the dark passage, trying to call Nie Xiaoqian back from hiding.
"Qian'er! Where are you? Come back to daddy quickly."
"Sister Xiaoqian, it's safe here, you can come back!"
The two shouted for a long time, but did not receive any response. The little female ghost disappeared and there was no news at all.
Jiujianxian became anxious, grabbed his disheveled hair and said, "It's not like he was really affected by the power erupted from the Thunder Spirit Pearl and was wiped out... Bah, bah, I have such a bad mouth, I'm just talking nonsense!"
Li Xiaoyao comforted: "Master, don't worry. Sister Xiaoqian may have been frightened by the thunder magic and ran away. She couldn't hear our shouts. I vaguely remember that she ran far away early and disappeared into the darkness. In the corridor, I’m sure I won’t be hurt by lightning.”
Jiu Jianxian sighed and said: "We have been delayed for too long. For the present plan, we should go find Master Luo immediately. After Yueru is rescued, we can go back to find Qian'er."
Lin Tiannan and Li Xiaoyao both nodded in agreement. The three of them adjusted their breathing for a while, regained their strength a little, and then walked non-stop towards the depths of the ninth floor.
The view on the ninth floor of the Demon Locking Tower is much wider than that of the previous floors. The Demon Locking Tower on this floor is not a maze, but more like an empty hall with almost no walls to block it. There are only a diamond white jade platform and a scarlet demon blood pool. From a distance, you can see eleven huge sword pillars standing tall.
The three of them rushed along the platform towards the thickest core sword pillar in the center. They were still quite far away from the core sword pillar. Several warriors with excellent eyesight vaguely saw a bald man wearing cassock standing in front of the core sword pillar. The sword pillar was wrapped with iron ropes, and a long-haired girl wearing a purple chivalrous costume was tied to it.
The girl lowered her head, her long black hair covering her face, and her appearance could not be seen clearly, but her clothes were exactly what Lin Yueru usually wore. Lin Tiannan and Li Xiaoyao were so worried that they couldn't help but shouted in unison: "Monk, you are here!" Let go of that girl (my daughter) and come at me (I) if you can!"
The three of them used Qinggong, jumped over many pools of blood, and rushed to the monk's side. They all pulled out their long swords. The sword blade reflected the blood light, and the sword tip pointed directly at the bald head.