Chapter 438 Two theories

Chapter 438 Two theories

"Old man!!!"

The furious old dragon had no time to turn around, so he could only use the banyan tree to activate the wooden dragon. The two surrounding wooden dragons wrapped their might and grabbed the old monster Jing who was already standing next to the coffin and was covered in white light.

"Buzz."

Old Monster Jing smiled, white blazing light flew out from his side, a spell was formed, and a light shield formed in front of him: "Nielong, how can you take care of me when you are wrestling with Tushanjun!"

As he spoke, he extended his gaze to look at Tu Shanjun, who was holding a virtual flag, with a green face and fangs, and was condensing energy to perform a strange and slow show. There was appreciation and praise in his eyes, as well as a little surprise.

It seems that he did not expect Tushanjun to have such strength and be able to push Nielong, who was unable to use all his cultivation skills, to such a point.

But this is better.

If it weren't for Tu Shanjun and Chi Xuan's delay, he wouldn't be able to wake up the sealed body. If he awakens his body in advance, he will face off against the old dragon, wasting all his strength and unable to fulfill his long-cherished wish.

Tu Shanjun's face was gloomy, he already understood that he had been deceived.

No matter what difficulties Senior Jing had or what kind of wishes he had, he always took advantage of them. Being deceived and used by others naturally makes people feel angry and disturbs their mood, but this is obviously not the time to get angry randomly.

"Sure enough, there are no good things that fall from the sky in this world." Tu Shanjun murmured in his heart, staring at Old Monster Jing. His eyes didn't stir up too many waves, but his thoughts were racing around.

Monster Jing said nothing to the two of them, and his eyes did not change at all. He withdrew his gaze and reached out to the bronze coffin in front of him.

Qia Youlang's eyes were full of excitement and ecstasy.

"After so many years, I'm finally back."

"Old man."

"How dare you reach out!"

The roar of the old dragon came, and the entire giant banyan tree trembled. A hole opened in the sky, and countless tiny thunder snakes danced, turning into wild dragons, tearing open the white light in front of them.

The oppressive canopy seems to be swept by wind and clouds, turning into a torrential arrogance.

"Why not?"

"This was originally my thing." Old Monster Jing shouted and looked down at the coffin in front of him, and his palm fell down again: "I'm just getting my things back."

There was a person lying inside the coffin.

A person who looks exactly like Mr. Jing.

Close your eyes tightly.

If it weren't for the fact that there was no rise and fall of breathing in the chest and no breath blooming around the body, it would be easy for people to misunderstand that he was asleep.

However, when Old Monster Jing reached out to touch the body, the body in front of him was like quicksand and dust, unable to maintain its true shape, and turned into collapsed smoke and dust flying in all directions.

The old monster Jing, who was originally full of joy and pride, stared blankly, his pupils narrowed to the point of a needle, his arms were stiff and motionless, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and his body trembled so that he had no time to catch the dispersed fine sand and smoke.

The dust he held tightly, trying to piece it back together.

But he found that no matter how hard he tried, he could not stop his body from breaking apart.

"No."

"It shouldn't be like this."

"ah!"

"It can't be like this."

"It shouldn't be."

Monster Jing cried out and used magic power to close his body: "My body, my body..."

At this moment, he didn't look like an old cultivator who had prepared for a rainy day and had superb acting skills. Instead, he looked like a helpless and desperate octogenarian, watching hope slip away.

The old dragon was also a little stunned. The re-condensed wooden dragon looked at the coffin and the dust.

The original anger seemed to disappear at this time.

He let out a long sigh and then spoke leisurely: "It turns out that so long has passed. Even the Venerable's physical body can no longer be maintained."

"My flesh!" Old Monster Jing fell to the ground.

The old dragon stared at the old monster Jing and said angrily: "Bah, your body is nothing more than the incense-tainted spiritual consciousness that the Venerable chopped off, but after so many years, you have become a spirit!"

Monster Jing suddenly raised his head: "You evil dragon took advantage of me to connect with the sacred tree with my spiritual consciousness, and took the opportunity to injure me, and stole my incense and Tao seeds and survived to this day. It's true that I was his back-up, you The Devourer's sneak attack is also true."

"I asked you why you can live so freely. It turns out that my body has become your inheritance." Old Monster Jing scolded fiercely, with such unconcealed anger that he seemed to no longer care about his true king's bearing.

"I want to live, what's wrong with me!"

"The way of incense has long since declined. I don't bother to use it at all, but if I don't use it, I will die."

Lao Long raised his hand and pointed at the coffin: "You!"

"Paipaipaipai was reincarnated with his true spirit. I can't survive with my injuries like that." The old dragon also roared and roared, as if he wanted to pour out all the resentment that had been accumulated for many years.

"That can't cover up your master-devouring behavior."

"Bullshit, I was living well. If I hadn't been forcibly detained and made a slave by you, I wouldn't have been injured in Yuanyang Territory."

"If I hadn't protected you, you would have had your head chopped off while you were on the flood."

"Did you save me? Your Majesty saved me!"

"Your Majesty would not be as heartless as you."

"You said I don't have magnanimity, then what the hell is magnanimity? Is it magnanimity to plant incense Tao seeds with the power of transforming into a god and become the food for healing one's injuries? Or is it magnanimity to cut off one's own consciousness stained with incense and blend it into a body of incense god to replace oneself? tolerance."

"Of course he has magnanimity. His cultivation as a god turned me into his substitute. How come he doesn't have magnanimity?"

"I don't have the magnanimity of Lao Shizi, otherwise I wouldn't have been attacked by you and could only declare myself."

"..."

"You still have the nerve to say..."

The two True Lords above Tumo Xingzi were flying around, without any bearing of the Nascent Soul True Lord. They seemed to be aware of the suppression of Dongtian's power and did not use any power beyond this realm.

If it weren't for being a great monk, every move he made could arouse Dongtian's rejection. Tu Shanjun had no doubt that this man and one dragon would start to pinch him.

Listening to the curses filling his ears, Tushanjun was shocked.

The monk who used methods that seemed to reach heaven. Not the True Lord Nascent Soul. The old dragon respectfully called him Venerable, no wonder he couldn't heal well. Even the small wilderness could not allow an injured venerable to recover from his injuries, let alone the cave where spiritual energy was lacking.

But what shocked Tu Shanjun even more was that the other party seemed to have been reincarnated and rebuilt.

If after falling into the cave, he found that he could not recover from his injuries and reincarnated directly, then after so many years, as long as he had not been without immortality, or died in the middle of the way, his soul would have been scattered and his true spirit disappeared, his cultivation level should have been much better.

Of course, death is not ruled out. There are so many monks who have died on the road of cultivation, not to mention a few powerful ones.

The Ten Directions Ghost King's Killing Formation trapped the old dragon's condensed incense and fire god, and also enveloped the entire interior of Burial Scenery Peak. However, due to Tu Shanjun's limited cultivation, he could not rely on the formation to kill the old dragon in the Nascent Soul realm.

Now here comes another old monster Jing who can't quite tell the difference between friend and foe. Although the other party didn't show any malice, he didn't come to help immediately, which shows that this kind of affection is not important enough in others' eyes.

Fortunately, I can divert less than half of the incense.

The incense accumulated by the old dragon is very huge, and sharing such half of the achievements has already caused changes in the soul flag.

Compared with the more than ten years of incense that Tu Shanjun had accumulated with Chi Xuan, it was like a small puddle and a vast ocean.

Using incense and evil spirits to nourish the soul banner was originally Tu Shanjun's favorite way in the past. However, as his cultivation progressed, the treasures with huge evil spirits were occupied by major sects, such as the Blood Evil Sect, which had an enmity with him, and the Corpse Refining Sect. Ben’s Corpse Demon Sect…

His cultivation level is powerful for ordinary monks, but he does not dare to break into such a large sect. If there are any shortcomings, he will not improve the quality, but give treasures to the other party.

However, Chi Xuan couldn't bear it and said first: "Senior Jing, we can work together to kill the old dragon to avenge you, and completely eliminate the incense in Dongtian. When the time comes, whether to go or stay, senior will decide."

Chi Xuan's voice was not loud, and he did not have the extra mana to use sound transmission.

At this time, in such a situation, it is meaningless to convey the message or not. As long as they can join forces to kill the old dragon, they can figure out the rest slowly.

As soon as he said these words, the quarrels stopped abruptly.

One person and one dragon stopped in tacit agreement and looked at Chi Xuan who was speaking.

Although there was the sound of incense pouring down like a waterfall, the entire Burial Scenery Peak still sounded quiet, and all those noises became extremely weak in this weird atmosphere.

The old dragon glanced at Chi Xuan with a strange expression, and then moved his gaze to Old Monster Jing.

When Old Monster Jing heard this, he was stunned for a moment and then said happily: "Okay, okay! What little friend Chi Xuan said is very reasonable. We can talk about it after we kill the evil dragon."

As he spoke, he frowned, shook his head and said, "Not good, not good."

Chi Xuan asked in confusion: "What's wrong?"

"The power that can be exerted in the cave is limited. I don't have a seal to protect me. If I use too much power, I will be expelled from the cave. Going out like this is a narrow escape, and I don't want to lose my life."

"What should we do?"

"Why don't you, little friend, use the seal to leave first? When you leave the cave, throw the seal down. I will be protected by the seal. If I exert more power, I will force the old dragon to leave the cave."

Chi Xuan hesitated slightly, but still asked: "Why can't we join forces now to force him to leave?"

"It's difficult."

Old Monster Jing shook his head and said: "Cultivator Nascent Soul wants to die together. No one of us can leave except you. My friend wants to save Dongtian, not to see Dongtian's souls destroyed."

Tu Shanjun looked stern, this was a good way to let Chi Xuan leave the cave first.

However, Chi Xuan stared at the Incense Taoist Tree and then at Tu Shanjun. He promised the real person that he wanted to collect evil spirits and could not leave easily. Without this huge evil spirit to advance the magic weapon, a real person would have to face thunder disaster when he went out.

He is already a real person in the later stage of Jindan, instead of the down-and-out Taoist priest who didn't know anything.

Chi Xuan thought carefully, maybe he could lend the seal to Senior Jing first, and then...

"Exactly the opposite."

Chi Xuan, who was in deep thought, raised his head and frowned at the old dragon who was speaking. It was the incense and fire god condensed by the old dragon. Although it was suppressed by the killing array, it opened a gap with the help of Nuo Da's incense, allowing him to speak.

The old dragon's Incense God looked at Chi Xuan and said, "Little baby, don't trust him."

"All of us here may be able to leave the cave safely and soundly, but it's just you who can't get out of the cave!"

"Even if there is a seal to protect your body, you will only die if you leave the cave."