aircannonsinc Chapter 154
Chapter 154
Tongtian saw his two brothers standing by and watching the fire from the other side.
They didn't make any move to help.
He immediately showed an anxious look and hurriedly sent a telepathic message.
"Damn it, come and help."
"There's something wrong with the pill Xuandan fed me just now!"
"I don't know what happened, my left hand doesn't obey me."
"Now my left hand has its own consciousness, come... puff!"
Before Tongtian finished speaking, blood gushed out of his mouth again.
The sharp sword pulled back and forth like a wood saw.
It kept touching Tongtian's sensitive nerves.
Blood gushed out like a spring.
It quickly dyed Tongtian's pure white clothes red.
"Help me, don't let this clone get into trouble."
"It's a clone of the quasi-saint realm after all."
"Come and suppress it, hurry up, hurry up, brother, brother, dear brother!"
As they spoke, Laozi and Yuanshi, who were watching the show, suddenly came to their senses.
It was really an accident.
But the birth of spiritual intelligence in the left hand is really unheard of.
Laozi and Yuanshi smiled at each other.
My disciple (nephew) is really awesome.
The elixir he refined can make the saint stab himself.
I hope that one day, I will let the two saints in the West experience it.
I can only say that it is worthy of being a elixir produced by Xuandan, and it is indeed a fine product.
"Come on, don't let me kill you if you are still watching the show...Puchi!"
Laozi and Yuanshi no longer hesitated.
Each of them offered the magic weapon they refined in their spare time.
There is no symbol.
They are all top-grade acquired spiritual treasures.
If you want to use the Tai Chi diagram and Pangu Banner, you will be exposed directly.
The Four Symbols Diagram, a replica of the Tai Chi diagram.
The Chan Dao Banner, a replica of the Pangu Banner.
The two magic weapons suppressed Tongtian's clone with absolute power.
Facing the two saints' clones.
Naturally, there is no resistance.
It was just when he was suppressed.
His left hand was still rubbing the spirit sword back and forth.
Blood dripped down the blade to the ground.
Yuanshi glanced at the countless sad human races and snorted coldly.
"When you don't know how to keep a low profile, you should think about today."
"Cause and effect are predetermined, and there is a cause before there is an effect."
"Tiantong has been suppressed by us, and the grudges are settled. I hope you don't seek death."
After that, he took the suppressed Tongtian back to Kunlun Mountain directly.
Laozi on the road looked at Yuanshi with some surprise.
Sure enough, he is a contestant who often watches movies.
The lines are all very well-written.
The third ancestor of human culture broke free from his restraints, fell to the ground with a sad face, and cried non-stop.
"Tiantong is the top genius of our human race."
"If he were here, the human race might have a quasi-saint in charge."
"What a pity, the ancestor is useless and can't protect you!"
Suirenshi was sad and thoughtful.
Recalling the words of the quasi-saint when he left.
It seems that with the support of the witch and monster tribes.
The human race has become more confident and bolder.
So that while developing rapidly, it did not take the surrounding races seriously.
This disaster really has a cause and then a result.
At the same time, Dijiang, who was hiding in the dark, frowned.
Damn it, he stabbed himself.
Could it be that there is really a great power sealed in Tiantong's body?
Xuandan, who was standing behind the crowd, frowned.
When the magic weapon was sacrificed just now, it seemed that the breath of the master and the uncle was fluctuating.
The three people who left couldn't be the Three Purities out for fun, right?
No way?
My master is calm, the second uncle is the most polite, and the third uncle...hiss, the third uncle can do it.
But as a saint, he shouldn't do such a boring thing.
Xuan Dan quickly put the matter behind him.
And concentrated on studying the nourishing spirit pill that he had just refined.
In the battle just now, Tiantong was seriously injured and recovered in an instant.
The efficacy of the medicine is indeed amazing.
But the real important effect.
Xuan Dan really didn't see it.
Still need to find a few suitable test subjects.
No, what test subjects.
Those are the lucky ones who can enjoy the refining of pills taught by Taiqing himself!
...
At the same time, Kunlun Mountain.
Laozi and Yuanshi's clones quickly merged back into the main body.
Only Tongtian's clone was still holding the spirit sword tightly in his left hand and piercing his chest.
He stared at the clone that was seriously injured and pierced through the chest with some difficulty.
He threw away the distracting thoughts in his mind and circulated his magic power.
He prepared to integrate the clone into his main body.
After all, it was a clone at the quasi-saint level.
If he discarded it directly and practiced again.
For Tongtian at the saint level, it would also be time-consuming.
Who knew that at this time, his left hand suddenly grasped the hilt of the sword and turned it back and forth.
The blood gurgled like a spring.came out.
Tongtian suddenly widened his eyes and took a breath.
"Hiss... Damn, it hurts so much!"
The clone and the original body have mutual feelings.
I didn't expect that this clone would be so difficult to refine.
He kept panting to calm his turbulent heart.
The left hand actually spoke again.
"What I hate most in my life is pretenders."
"You don't have much strength, but you talk a lot."
"Pretend, do you have the strength? You dare to pretend."
Tongtian raised his eyebrows slightly, his face full of astonishment.
No, I am a saint.
Did I just let my left hand scold me?
It's okay to let the eldest brother and the second brother mock me, and it's okay to let the master scold me.
The organs of my body dare to push the nose to the face, right?
He glared at his left hand and scolded it harshly.
"It's not your turn to criticize me, a little left hand."
"Just merge honestly, stop talking nonsense."
After saying that, Tongtian was about to force the clone to merge.
Who knew that the left hand would turn the hilt again.
The piercing pain made Tongtian take deep breaths.
Tongtian's face turned red in an instant, and he roared.
"Little guy, you are still conscious!"
He grabbed the left hand directly and kept infusing it with magic power.
He tried to use the pressure of the saint to directly wipe out the left hand's intelligence.
Who knew that after a long time of effort, there was no effect at all.
Instead, he had to face the sarcasm from the left hand during the process.
"I'm in trouble for following a pretentious person like you."
"You only know how to fight and show off every day. What can you achieve?"
"You don't have the ability, but you still want to compete with the teacher. What do you think?"
"Are you wasting your brain power to become a saint?"
"..."
Tongtian's face flushed and he was panting with anger.
He stopped when he realized that he was doing useless work.
Who knew that the left hand would separate by itself, use the fingers as legs, and run out of the Biyou Palace.
"There is no future for following a pretentious person like you."
"I still have a lot of good years to live, and I can't waste them here."
Tongtian took a look, his mouth twitched, and he directly used the Zhuxian Sword Formation to suppress it.
Damn, the left hand can even despise me, why?
He raised his left hand and went straight back to the Biyou Palace.
The moment he raised his head, he saw Laozi and Yuanshi staring at him with a smile on their faces.
"What are you looking at? Haven't you seen anyone communicating with his left hand?"
"Actually, this is also a form of spiritual practice."
Laozi and Yuanshi: "Ah, right, right, right."