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Wu Mi also had a somewhat puzzled expression on his face.

She said: "Wang Jixia's attainments in the prohibition in the early days seem to be extremely extraordinary. Even with my spiritual eyes, I can't see the battle clearly from such a long distance."

Fu Liang Zunhuang was calm, but in his flickering eyes, it could still be seen that he was also deeply touched because of this battle.

"In the early days, Wang Jixia always had a lot of weird things in his hands. I saw him so confident before, and thought he had some other support. I didn't expect that in the early days and those Taicang Shenyuan, relying on unparalleled combat power, they would That Supreme Ascension God Ze has been cut off."

Wu Mi also sighed softly: "Even if the strong man named Luohou in Shenze is not very powerful in the existence of Shenze, but he can be cut down by relying on more than ten gods.

In particular, among these abysses of gods, there are not even a few gods of the extreme world, which really makes me admire. "

Fu Duyi turned his head and thought for a while.

Suddenly, he seemed to understand something: "After watching this battle today, I can feel that it is the first time for the monks of Tai Cang to deal with an enemy of Shenze level.

So in the beginning, without knowing the real combat power of Shenze, why did he be sure that more than ten Shenyuan could intercept and kill Shenze, and even took the initiative to bet with me? "

A gleam of light flashed through the foggy and pitch-black pupils.

She asked: "Zun Huang, what do you mean?"

"Maybe Tai Cang has other reliance. Although Tai Chu is confident, he is not arrogant. If he is not sure of winning, he will not bet with me."

A look of confusion appeared on Mimi's pale cheeks.

"I have wandered around many cities in Taicang many times. The impression given to me by the King of Taichu is that he loves the people like a son, and has a lofty spirit and loyalty. The human race named Jiang Xian died in this battle. If the King of Taichu still has Reliance, I don't think he will just sit back and watch Jiang Xian die."

Fu Duyi's dark face remained unchanged, and he glanced at Wu Mi.

"How do you know that Jiang Xian is dead?"

"So what the king means is that my father has not died yet, maybe in the near future, he will be able to recover from his injuries? Re-enter the earth star?"

Because Jiang Chu was seriously injured, his face was very haggard.

Her spirit was sluggish, and her energy and blood became very weak.

But at this moment in Shanggan Palace, her surprise voice echoed in the quiet Shangqian Palace.

at the same time.

A stone was suspended in front of Jiang Chu.

At a rough glance, the stone looks like a human head.

But it doesn't look weird.

Chapter 675 One Year Agreement

"I used some kind of method to seal a trace of Jiang Xianyue Zun's true spirit in this stone. Even though his true spirit was about to disappear after being hit by Luohou's dim dragon, it can still exist in this stone. Hundreds of years.

During these hundred years, his true spirit will not decay or dissipate.

And after a hundred years, maybe Tai Cang will be able to restore that weak and dying true spirit! "

There was also a bit of sigh in Ji Xia's eyes.

Shen Ze Luohou's combat power is extremely terrifying even thinking about it now.

this battle.

All the powerful Tai Cang who participated in the battle, including Shi Yang, Yang Ren, Bai Qi, Zhang Jiao, and even Ji Xia suffered minor or serious injuries.

Three of the five nine-tailed puppets in front of Yuzao disappeared because of repeatedly resisting Luohou's supernatural powers!

As for Jiang Xian, although he is not dead, the situation is not optimistic.

"The existence of Shenze is indeed terrifying to the extreme."

While Ji Xia was thinking.

His eyes fell on the stone that resembled a human head.

There was a bit of guilt in his brows, but there was no sign of regret.

"Jiang Xianyue Zun, it's not that Taicang's foundation cannot be used to suppress and kill Luohou, it's just that since the strong Taicang has the ability to kill Luohou, there is no need to waste such precious foundation.

"I don't need to elaborate on the reason, you will know it if you think about it"

He murmured softly in his heart.

The reason for this is actually very simple.

After killing Luohou, the entire Zhujiang Plain must have known about the existence of Tai Cang, a tyrannical kingdom with hundreds of domains, and Jue Sheng died of a god of gods. The fighting strength of the eight gods were all destroyed in the hands of the powerful Taicang.

Juesheng, who has always been extremely strong, will definitely not let it go.

The current Tai Cang is not weak though.

But the overall strength is almost completely incomparable with Juesheng.

Under such circumstances, Tai Cang couldn't use all his knowledge to kill a Juesheng Shenze.

So he had to watch Jiang Xian fall into danger, and he could only fight with a sword.

This is not imperial indifference.

As an emperor, he cannot be dominated by pity and compassion when it comes to matters that concern hundreds of millions of people or a country.

And, more importantly, at the current stage, Jiang Xian seemed to be dead, but he did have a little life left.

That piece of stone that resembled a head, sealed in a trace of Jiang Xian's weak spirit, was actually Jiang Xian's head.

Jiang Xian's body was crushed by the faint yellow dragon that Luohou transformed into.

Yuzao urged Weili to save Jiang Xian's head.

Let Ji Xia use the stone spirit statue to turn Jiang Xian's head into a stone spirit stone.

The stone spirit statue is exactly what Ji Xia got after putting the stone spirit figure into the Xuanjie emerald gourd, and upgrading the stone spirit figure from the Xuanjie gourd.

Jiang Xian's head turned into a stone block, and from then on, this head, the true spirit, was fixed and constant.

In the state of stone spirit stones, vitality, essence, longevity, and true spirit will no longer pass away or dissipate.

And be able to stay that way for 100 years!

The current Tai Cang has nothing to do with this kind of true spirit that is on the verge of disappearing.