Fang Yuankun and others' faces turned slightly pale.

It stands to reason that a disciple of Tiandu Sect with outstanding qualifications like Nie Huan must have a guardian around him. Otherwise, if something happens to such a disciple, it will be a huge irreparable loss to any sect.

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However, at this point, the protector didn't even show up, which made them unable to help but become suspicious.

Under the close gaze of many eyes, Qiao He Mo Tan sneered, reached out and grabbed it, and the golden giant cauldron quickly condensed and floated lightly in his palm, as if it were a living thing with life, dripping with incomparable agility.

It spins around and shines brightly.

At the mouth of the tripod, the darkness is deep, and there seems to be endless danger hidden there.

"Young little Kong Ming dares to be so arrogant, you are simply asking for death!" Qiao Hemo raised his hand and wiped the mouth of the cauldron. The rich golden aura moved with the palm of his hand, and in an instant, even the dark mouth of the cauldron was covered.

Golden coverage.

"Crack!"

But at this moment, a crisp crackling sound suddenly exploded.

Everyone was stunned for a moment, and in the next moment, almost all eyes were focused on the "Tian-Swallowing Cauldron" in Qiao Hemo's palm.

The sound seems to be coming from inside the cauldron?

"Click..."

There was another crisp sound.

On the tripod body, a long and narrow crack is clearly visible.

"Deacon Qiao, what's going on?" Cui Zhiyan shouted in a deep voice, his handsome face full of surprise and disbelief.

"have no idea."

Qiao Hemo's face was ashen, and after a brief period of trance, he could not help but show anxiety on his brows as if he had just woken up from a dream.

This "Tian-Swallowing Treasure Cauldron" is not an ordinary Taoist weapon, but his natal Taoist tool. It is not only integrated with his soul, but also with his Taoist heart. Once it is seriously damaged, both the soul and Taoist heart will be severely damaged.

In the blink of an eye, the "Tian-Swallowing Cauldron" turned into a golden stream of light and disappeared into his body.

However, the clicking, clicking sounds did not disappear, but instead surged out of his body one after another.

Qiao Hemo's face became more and more ugly. Every sound was like a giant hammer, hitting the depths of his brain hard, causing his soul to tremble, his Taoist heart to lose control, and large beads of sweat to form.

It comes out from the forehead.

Only a moment later, Qiao Hemo couldn't hold it back any longer. As soon as his thoughts came to his mind, the "Tian-Swallowing Cauldron" appeared again, densely packed like a spider web, with criss-crossing cracks covering the entire golden cauldron.

Everyone in the hall, whether Cui Zhiyan and others, or Fang Yuankun and others, looked at each other in shock and confusion.

"Why is this happening?"

Qiao Hemo's face was ferocious, and he almost broke his teeth. He could clearly feel that the exploding speed of his life weapon was accelerating. If he could not stop it, it would not take long before it would completely shatter.

"Is it possible that that kid is up to something?"

Qiao Hemo thought about it, and found out that the root cause of such changes in the natal instrument was probably the young man who was swallowed into the cauldron, but how could he, a little Kong Ming, do it?

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However, now is not the time to ponder this. The top priority is to release it first to stop the "Tian-Swallowing Cauldron" from bursting apart.

However, as soon as such a thought flashed through his mind, the sound of cracking suddenly became countless times denser, and the fine cracks on the cauldron increased rapidly at a speed that was almost difficult to detect with the naked eye.

"Want to swallow me? You're not afraid of being strangled to death!"

A clear voice came out from the cauldron immediately. Before everyone in the hall could react, they heard a "boom" and within everyone's sight, the small golden cauldron turned into countless fragments and spattered away.

At almost the same moment, terrifying energy emerged out of thin air, roaring in all directions like a destructive force.

"retreat!"

Cui Zhiyan and Fang Yuankun shouted loudly almost at the same time.

Many monks from the Tianchan Dao Sect and the Ten Thousand Blades Celestial Sect woke up as if from a dream, and then frantically used their spiritual power to retreat outside the hall.

The monks who did not retreat in time were directly lifted up by the sweeping force, smashing the walls of the hall and flying out. As for the hall, it was completely shattered in an instant, and the dust was rolled up like waves.

"puff!"

An instant later, among the ruins of the palace filled with smoke and dust, Qiao Hemo spit out a mouthful of blood as if he had been hit hard. Then he staggered and almost fell to the ground.

Not far from it, Nie Huan, who had been swallowed by the "Tian-Swallowing Cauldron" before, had reappeared, with a hint of mockery on his lips: "Tian-Swallowing? The name is quite domineering, but it's a pity, it's nothing more than that!"

"you you……"

Qiao Hemo was so angry that he was shaking all over, but before he finished speaking, he felt that his eyes were turning black, his blood was boiling again, and deep in his brain, there was an indescribable pain that was emerging crazily.

.

"It's disrespectful to come back without reciprocating!" Nie Huan smiled slowly and said slowly, "Just now you swallowed me once, and next, I will swallow you once. Whether you can escape depends on your own fate.

Already."

"It's just you..."

Qiao Hemo took a deep breath and sneered sharply, but the next moment, his voice stopped abruptly, and his pale face revealed an unconcealable horror.

He suddenly felt a trace of unparalleled terrifying meaning, and that meaning seemed to contain an inexplicable force of deterrence. Even at his Taoist level, there was a strong panic in his soul.

At the same time, within his line of sight, a towering tree as white as jade suddenly appeared. Its long branches danced wildly in the air like vine whips. On the branches, the leaves were like swords, and the sharp sword intent rolled around.

Like a tide.

Qiao Hemo felt panic in his heart.

His natal Taoist weapon was completely destroyed, and his soul and Taoist heart were severely injured. Although he was not dead, such injuries could not be healed in three or two days.

Moreover, under such circumstances, even 100% of his strength could not be used at 50%.

According to common sense, even if a strong Taoist can only exert 20 to 30% of his strength, it will be easy for him to deal with Kong Ming.

However, under the pressure of the giant tree's meaning, his soul was completely suppressed, and his Taoist heart showed signs of collapse. He even vaguely felt that time was passing rapidly, and his whole person began to age at an alarming rate.

"Withdraw! Withdraw! Young master, withdraw quickly!"

Qiao Hemo was so shocked that he couldn't think of any resistance. When he roared loudly, he was already shooting away in the distance. However, after he had rushed out dozens of feet, he felt his whole body tense up.

Several snow-white branches were entangled, and in less than a blink of an eye, he was pulled back and disappeared in front of Nie Huan.

"Deacon Joe?"

Cui Zhiyan and others exclaimed in shock, then gritted their teeth and shouted urgently: "Go! Go! Go quickly..." Then more than ten Tianchan Dao Sect monks, including him, fled into the distance without hesitation.
Chapter completed!