pertwk Chapter 1794 The Disappearance of Half an Incense Stick
Chapter 1794 The Disappearance of Half an Incense Stick
Chapter 1794 The Disappearance of Half an Incense Stick
The monster was injured by Xiao Wencheng's whisk, and the magma that flowed out was like splashed blood, remaining in the secret room and solidifying quickly. Even the black holes created by the self-explosion of the two pythons on the Qianhuan Staff could not suck it all up.
He Lingchuan casually pulled out the Fu Sheng Knife, picked it up with the blade, and moved closer to observe it carefully.
Although the outer shell has turned black, a dark red light can be faintly seen from the inside, and it is obvious that the temperature inside this thing is still astonishingly high.
He Lingchuan noticed that there was a hint of gold on the surface of the cooled stone shell, but it was still inconspicuous and would only reflect light slightly when brought close to the light source.
The soul-stealing mirror in his arms has already identified it: "It's metal!"
"Master Xiao just said that the reason why the divine fire meteorites are so powerful is that they are made from the cores of stars from outer space?" Water drops were dripping from above. It was groundwater. It dripped onto this piece of obsidian, making a hissing sound and vaporized instantly. "This thing should contain the material of the core of a star. And the meteorite first penetrated the Eye of Truth, then penetrated the mist of Thousand Illusions, and finally fell to the ground."
In other words, this inconspicuous mass has gathered the four elements: the core of the star, the magic power of Zang Xi, the divine power of Miao Zhan Tian and the demonic power of Qian Huan!
This kind of fusion must make the Divine Bone Necklace ecstatic.
This kind of fusion cuisine is Dafanghu’s favorite.
As expected, as the blade got close, the divine bone necklace began to heat up, even hotter than the temperature in the secret room.
He Lingchuan certainly understood its meaning:
Give it to me now, don't waste time!
The next second, the Fu Sheng Knife was clean without any dirt left.
The Divine Bone Necklace has good eating habits and never leaves any food.
He Lingchuan then put away his sword and stepped back onto the Haoyuan Golden Mirror.
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In the mine, Aunt Zhu and Dong Rui could see every move of He Lingchuan in the secret room.
Dong Rui looked at it and asked, "What's so special about that black stone?"
"It must have fallen from the Scarlet Horned Viper. There are meteorite fragments, and perhaps Zang Xi's aura has not yet dissipated." Aunt Zhu replied, "But I don't know what he wants this thing for."
They watched He Lingchuan step into the Haoyuan Golden Mirror again.
Then there is no more then.
He Lingchuan did not appear in the mine immediately.
"Hey? Where are the others?"
The Black Armored Army usually kept quiet when they looked in the mirror, but Wanqi Feng couldn't help but ask, "Could he have gone somewhere else?"
The Haoyuan Golden Mirror already belongs to the lord. He can teleport it to any place instantly as long as it is within this world.
Dong Rui searched everywhere on the battlefield but couldn't find He Lingchuan.
He patted the mirror frame: "This mirror, is it possible that it's broken?"
The mirror didn't listen to him. He hit it a few times, but there was no response.
How could a living person just disappear like that?
Dong Rui turned around and said, "Auntie, what do you say we should do?"
"Wait." Aunt Zhu was very calm. "This is his mirror. If he can't do anything with it, do you have a way?"
"..."
Aunt Zhu continued, "When we teleported from Shilong Peak to Banqiu, he also made a mistake. Do you remember?"
"Oh, yes." Dong Rui also remembered after it reminded him, "We all got to our positions smoothly, but he was inexplicably sent to Yaozi Lake."
"At that time, Xiao Wencheng made a light comment about it. There were occasional mistakes." Aunt Zhu snorted, "Both teleportations were caused by He's accident, and there was also the occasional P!"
Dong Rui became even more curious: "What's the unclear thing between him and this mirror?"
As soon as the voice fell, someone asked: "Who is unclear?"
Everyone looked carefully and saw that He Lingchuan had returned.
The black-armored soldiers breathed a sigh of relief.
Without their leader, they didn't know what to do.
Dong Ruiqi asked: "Where have you been?"
"I went somewhere else first." This time He Lingchuan said casually, "How long have I been gone?"
Dong Rui and Aunt Zhu looked at each other and said, "It will take half an incense stick of time."
Half an incense stick? He Lingchuan hummed.
He felt like he had been away for less than half an hour, but only half an incense stick of time had passed here?
"You haven't reacted yet. Those bastards from the Illusion Sect are almost crying." Dong Rui pointed to the lower left corner of the mirror, which showed the battle scene of the Unbeaten Post. "Without you, their battle line has been pushed back again. What a bunch of cowards!"
Where did He Lingchuan go just now? They all saw that He Lingchuan didn't want to talk about it, so they didn't mention it anymore.
He Lingchuan smiled and continued to command the battle at Unbeatable Post.
Previously, under his command, the attack of the Illusion Sect was short-lived because He Lingchuan had doubts about Miao Zhantian's back-up plan; now the incarnation of True Lord Zang Xi, the Red Flame Horned Viper, has launched a sneak attack on the Hidden Temple and is fighting with Qian Huan's Dharma Image.
Since Qianhuan Fashang was forced to come out himself to hold back Miao Zhantian's clone, He Lingchuan naturally changed his strategy and ordered the Huanzong team to attack with all their strength!
At the moment, the four battlefields of immortals and demons are in full swing. Any breakthrough in any one of them can affect the other three. The Huanzong team is going to attack Miao Zhantian's real body directly. If the battlefield in this dimension wins, Qian Huanzhen will be grinning from ear to ear.
All of a sudden, the pressure was put on the Tiangong army.
In terms of individual cultivation, the disciples of Huan Zong were superior to the ragtag army under Bai Ziqi. The only things the Tiangong team could rely on were the outstanding performance of some great monsters, the team's own Yuanli, and the command of the commander.
But He Lingchuan's command was flexible and varied, and as the attacker, he made full use of his initiative. The Huanzong team was not as obedient as the Black Armor Army, and they were not decisive in their actions, but they still managed to kill nearly a hundred people from the Tiangong little by little.
In this way, Bai Ziqi was left with only more than 800 soldiers under his command.
He could also clearly perceive that despite the construction of defensive fortifications and the arrangement of reasonable rest periods, the army was still tired and its morale was somewhat low.
He discussed with the grey parrot and decided to move to the area dominated by the Divine Fire Array.
After all, the Unbeaten Hill was still Qianhuan's home ground, and they were restricted too much. The dominant area of the Divine Fire Formation had already belonged to Miao Zhantian, and he could exert great power there.
But after a few breaths of talking, the grey parrot finally nodded: "Okay."
Bai Ziqi hesitated for a moment before saying, "The journey from here is more than seven miles, and we need the care of the gods along the way. This..."
All the immortals and demons in the Heavenly Palace were sent out to prevent the elders of the Illusion Sect from taking over the position of the Divine Fire Array.
The grey parrot said, "It's okay, just find one and bring it back."
Bai Ziqi immediately ordered the entire army to march towards the Shenhuo area.
When the enemy is hot on your heels, you have to be extremely careful when advancing, otherwise you might end up in a rout, just like what happened to Huan Zong at the Yaozi Lake.
Bai Ziqi selected one hundred brave warriors from each of the three tribal teams to serve as the rear guard.
The grey parrot was strangely silent.
Two lamp bearers carefully invited Master Zang Xi, who was meditating with his eyes closed, onto a floating boat.