Chapter 234: Resolute, Risk and Opportunity

The Xiang Demon King transformed away from his human body, and his originally burly and sturdy body quickly shrank, turning into a bronze bowl.

It is neither gold nor jade nor iron, without any light and treasure, and a hole of fist is missing at the bottom. If it is thrown on the streets of the city, even beggars will despise him for being dilapidated and no one cares about it.

Even Chen Shaobai now cannot easily feel the power of this thing. Only when he is close to his chest, the unique smell of the Yin-Yang Chaos Bell that belongs to the Taoist instrument can make a slight turbulence in his heart.

The Xiang Demon King turned into a cauldron bowl and no longer spoke people's words. He just kept burning all kinds of flames, and then turned into water, Xuan Lei, Gangfeng, Taoism, Buddhism, Demon Sect, and various magical secret techniques appeared one by one, like a neon light ball imprinted on Chen Shaobai's chest, flashing endlessly, making people dazzled.

If you take out any of these magical secret techniques, you can easily kill the cultivators of the fourth level of ordinary Qi-quenching formation. Even if Chen Shaobai has the true essence to protect the body and refine the formation, he cannot withstand such severe consumption. In an instant, the shield will be destroyed and the person will be killed.

But in fact, he has not even sacrificed his true energy to protect his body now, but just stood quietly in the sky, with one hand on his back, slightly lowered his head, and watched Xiang Demon King fight with a sarcastic face.

Time passed by minute by minute, the struggle of the Dingtian Bou Bo became weaker and weaker, and the magical powers released were also weaker.

"You cut off my life, so don't think about it yourself!"

Xiang Demon King was also a ruthless character. Realizing that he would not fight hard, he would completely capsize the gutter and fall into Chen Shaobai's hands, so he made a decision that ordinary people could not imagine.

Using his natal true essence as a flame, he suddenly gathered all the magic weapons, materials, inscriptions of magical powers, and talismans accumulated over tens of millions of years, and used them as fuel to put them in them and sacrifice them.

How powerful is it to accumulate after a thousand years of accumulation? Generally speaking, even the performer will be affected and implicated, and the chance of survival is less than one thousandth.

As the spirit of the Taoist weapon, even if his natal world is broken, Xiang Demon King can hide in the cauldron and escape a disaster.

Buzz buzz buzz buzz...

The power of Ruyuan Ruzhu gathered in the Cauldron and Tianbao bowl, surging back and forth, making a buzzing sound. Just listening, Chen Shaobai felt dizzy and his ears were buzzing. The power coming from his chest almost shook his bones and his muscles were divided into layers of existence.

"A dog that falls into the water wants to make a big fuss?"

Chen Shaobai's mind was penetrated with the Yin-Yang Chaos Bell in the Sandalwood Pot on his chest. A semi-elliptical fragment the size of a fist appeared on the gray clock face.

With his thoughts, the fragments emitted bronze light, sucking in his body a wisp of demonic energy, spiritual energy, and Buddha nature. In a flash, they gathered and absorbed all the power emitted from the Cauldron and Tianbao bowl.

This is the defective part of the Dingtian Bowl, the most critical base part. The power hub and source of the Taoist instrument are located. These days, Chen Shaobai has already quietly refined it, and the fluctuations in the refining are also cut off with the Yin-Yang Chaos Bell, without revealing any of them.

If you control this fragment, you will control the lifeblood of the Dingtian Bou. But if you don’t suppress the Chaos Bell, you will backfire. You will be able to complete your true body by Xiang Demon King and fight back.

The attraction power from Chen Shaobai's chest became increasingly greater and stronger. Even though the tripod and sky bowl struggled to death like a fish in a dry rut, it was gradually drained from its power. It lost its original luster and shook powerlessly and desperately, and even the power of flying was not left.

"Your husband is in a state of tragic thoughts, and now he is in a state of scattered souls, and I can't blame me anymore!"

He said this to himself, a dazzling golden flame was generated in Chen Shaobai's chest, and he followed the trend into the broken Dingtian bowl, rushing Xiang Demon King's extremely weak soul into pieces.

Bang!

Chen Shaobai used his magical powers to listen to the divine power. He seemed to "see" the crystal clear fragments scattered in the cauldron bowl. They attached to the body wall of the bowl, twisting and turning like flesh worms, like living creatures, wanting to gather together again, condense the soul, and resurrect.

"It is worthy of being the spirit of the Taoist weapon. It is so mysterious. If it is a human, even a cultivator with ten-level temptation level will be shattered when his soul is shattered, and he will never be reborn."

Despite his surprise, Chen Shaobai's movements at hand did not stop at all. He used the violent golden flames like the Emperor of Earth Demon, crushed many souls into fine particles, and controlled the crimson purple mysterious yin fire. He swept the layers and layers of the tripod and sky bowl without any worries, refining them, for fear that the remaining trace of soul would be left to give the other party an opportunity to take advantage of it.

After all, the opponent is an old monster who has survived for thousands of years and has been strangled by great masters several times and has only been injured but not killed. He can't help but be cautious.

"This is how people are. Once they are comfortable and relaxed, they are prone to depravity, and crises follow, and even more so for monks."

"As the spirit of Taoist weapon, Xiang Demon King went through hundreds of battles when he followed the living Buddha Zangkong, and had a great reputation. He never had a miserable time. Later, the living Buddha passed away. He went to Xihe Liuzhou to reincarnate the Tongtian Tower, enjoying the tranquility, and then returned to humans. He was complacent and chased twice. His realm fell, and now he died and was gone. This is a living example."

After the battle, Chen Shaobai habitually summarized the words, commented on the other party and his own strengths and weaknesses, eliminated the dross, absorbed the essence, and continuously improved himself.

For him, whether a person is powerful depends not only on his powerful mana, body and soul, way of thinking and wisdom reserves, but also on great importance.

Facing the unknown environment, you can still remain calm, calmly analyze the situation, find the best way and solution to the problem, and be considered a real strong man.

On the top of the python bowl, purple and golden flames were lingering in colorful purple. Chen Shaobai dug his spiritual imprints all over the top, scanned his mind repeatedly, sacrificed the "Xuan Buddha Gong" several times, and spyed on Diting's supernatural powers. Only then did he finally make sure that the demon king really fell in his hands, and it was impossible for him to be resurrected at a critical moment like the hollow illusion on the galaxy battlefield that day.

Chen Shaobai shook his right hand slightly, and a fist-sized fragment appeared on it, as if the size of a hole in the broken tripod in the bowl in his left hand was as big as the size of a hole.

Chen Shaobai looked at them carefully, considered the pros and cons, and then moved the two together without hesitation.

As soon as he approached, before he could fully fit the two, the fragments and the base emitted bronze light, turning into liquid, and blending into each other.

After hundreds of years of separation, even if you are a family member, you will have to go through some inspection before you can confirm it.

Soon, a bare and round bowl appeared in front of Chen Shaobai. On the cross section, there was no trace of residue, as if it was natural, without any artificial traces. It just looked gray and not conspicuous at all.

"This is the case with the Yin-Yang Chaos Bell, and the like with the Dingtian Bottle Bottle. Is it the higher the magic weapon, the lower the key?"

Although Chen Shaobai was so whispering in his heart, he was filled with joy.

This time, he not only gained a relatively complete Taoist weapon, but also obtained the lifelong accumulation of Xiang Demon King.

The wealth accumulated over tens of thousands of years can be calculated using billions of dollars, right? In the future, using sword control techniques to simulate the Ten Thousand Sword Technique, all of which are built with treasures, can scare people to death!

However, when he turned his sight to the Dingtian Bottle and carefully looked at the inside, he found that it was empty inside, as if it was swept by a strong man, and the thief left the building empty.

"Can the Demon King Xiang directly sacrificed all these savings and burned them into power?"

Thinking of the terrifying fluctuations before, Chen Shaobai's face turned slightly pale. He was about to close his eyes and look inside. He looked at himself carefully. He felt a swelling and pain in his chest, his heart was sore, and his whole body swelled like a ball that was blown away.

"The spiritual savings of the Dingtian Bowl and Bottle Artifact Spirit for thousands of years have been accumulated. Although the space was shattered and scattered when it was encircled, most of the remaining lands can be compared with the wealth of some medium-sized sects. All of them are burned into material energy and poured into the Chaos Bell. That's it!"

"Chaos Bell Comes Out!"

Chen Shaobai thought, and a gray bell the size of a finger appeared. As soon as it appeared, it looked like a wild horse that was free from its ties. He wanted to gallop around, but in a moment, it expanded like a green mountain.

"Give me a decision! a decision! a decision! Don't explode!"

Looking at the Chaos Bell, which is sometimes big and sometimes small, Chen Shao stood up with white hair and sweated like pulp.

It can be said that the Chaos Bell is a super hydrogen bomb. Once it explodes, it will have the power to massacre the city and destroy the country, and it will be extremely dangerous.

When a normal person encounters this situation, his first reaction is to throw this hot potato aside and escapade himself from the speed of his life.

After all, no matter how good the Taoist artifact is, you have to have life to enjoy it.

But Chen Shaobai was different. In this moment, he had already analyzed the pros and cons of the gains and losses. He understood that even if he blessed the Immortal Fengyun Physician Technique and exploded with all his strength, it would take thirty seconds to reach the time and space tunnel. Without his active control, the three wonders would not be revealed, and the Chaos Bell would tilt out the power of destruction.

By then, the two-piece Taoist instruments could survive the hard texture, and he himself would never be able to resist that kind of explosion.

True Yuan protects the body and is known as endless defense, but after all, it is linked to the consumption of mana. Chen Shaobai has been practicing for less than ten years. How can he be worthy of his ten thousand years of savings?

Chen Shaobai held his breath and concentrated, used the Bing Xin Art to drive away his sleepiness, barely lifting his energy, and a trace of determination flashed in his eyes.

"I originally wanted to consider this issue when I went through the second disaster of earth, water, wind and fire, and achieved the tenth level of quenching. Now it seems that the plan has to be implemented in advance."

"It's a danger, and it's also an opportunity. If you can succeed by chance this time, you'll make a lot of money..."
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