"There is also a mole ant, hiding in the side, waiting for the opportunity to move, thinking that they can make a profit. Unfortunately, your scheme, in front of me, is very ridiculous."

Dizang Xianzu said, looking directly at Ye Mo's hiding place.

Ye Mo at the moment, secretly frightened, this place hidden immortal ancestor is really powerful, unexpectedly instantly insight into his mind, he did not intend to continue to hide, slowly walked out.

"Younger martial brother, why are you here?"

Jing Wuchang was surprised.

"It's for storing gold and wood, of course."

Ye Mo can't help saying.

"The warriors who dare to come to fight for the gold and wood in the earth are at least the strength of the fairyland. You, a warrior of the seventh level of immortals and saints, have come to die."

An elder of Tianji gate said.

"It's not clear whether we're going to die or not. We're all in the same situation now."

Ye Mo responds.

"Well, don't talk nonsense. We all have reservations just now. Now we're going all out. If we don't match each other, I'm afraid we'll all die here."

Wu Tianji said.

"Good!"

All the people responded. This time, no one dared to keep it. The holy mark in the body burst out, and the momentum was double that before. It wrapped up the dizang Xianzu again. Like the heavenly power, the space of the tomb began to shake violently.

Even ye Mo didn't leave a hand at all to urge the holy mark and bombard the past.

All the people's kingly spirit, together, can be compared with a strong five level Immortal King.

"You did try your best to strike, but even so, you can't beat me. Are all the warriors so bad? Is it true that the nine heaven in the fairyland is completely desolate

Dizang Xianzu said faintly. On his body, countless golden vines burst out, and countless scriptures, dense and dense, were sent out and wrapped around the holy marks, which made those holy marks motionless and fixed in the air.

"What is this? Our holy mark has been fixed? "

Everyone was shocked. They had never met a situation, especially the golden Scripture, which was so powerful.

"This is the power of the earth's gold and wood. The strongest place is the binding and sealing, the rattan binding, the scripture seal, our holy mark, sealed by the Scripture."

Yue Laodao immediately said.

"Dizang Xianzu, we are so offended. I hope you can make a large number of adults and bypass us."

A strong immortal immediately begged for mercy, even the holy mark was sealed up, how can they fight?

"Yes, yes, you were a strong man in ancient times. We were all young people in front of you. We were just bewitched and offended you. We hope you can let us out."

At that time, more than a dozen powerful fairies knelt down.

"This underground gold and wood is really powerful. I'm afraid it's not necessary for linger to refine the eight Wood Green prison seal at all. If you directly use the power of the underground gold wood to refine a seal seal seal seal, you can suppress the magic power in Xiao Hu's body."

Ling Er exclaimed.

"It's not clear why the immortal ancestors in this place were resurrected, though. He doesn't have the strength of Xianzu, but we are still like ants in front of him. "

Ye Mo immediately had a bad feeling.

"Your plea for mercy is of no use to this seat. For the sake of resurrection, this seat has planned so hard for so long that the will of more than 50 of you will be enough to make this seat return to its will."

Dizang Xianzu said lightly.

"What? Restore will? "

Everyone was shocked again. Isn't it true that the immortal ancestor of the earth store has fallen completely? How can he recover his will again.

"When we fought with the powerful shenghun clan, we fell down completely. However, when our will was broken, we sealed a fragment of our will with the help of Dicang gold wood. Over the years, there have been many warriors who want to pay attention to dizangmu, but no one has ever left alive. Do you know why?"

"All of them are sealed by the gold and wood of the underground treasure. This seat can gradually refine the origin of their will. When the source of will is collected enough, the will of this seat can be completely restored."

"Refining the source of will?"

As soon as Jing Wuchang's face changed, he knew what it meant. When he moved his body, he immediately sacrificed the Wuchang sword and suddenly pierced it. He used the life and death Wuchang sword to bombard the gold inscriptions. He broke the Scripture and took back the holy mark.

His body moved, and the whole person fled directly to the exit of the mausoleum.

As for ye Mo, his reaction is no slower than Jing Wuchang. Although his holy mark has been sealed and can't move, the power of the seal obviously belittles Ye mo. he suddenly urges the holy mark and directly breaks away from the seal. Without saying a word, he runs away immediately and continues to stay here. He will die.Whew!

A golden cane suddenly pierced through the tomb. Jing could not see what it was like. Unexpectedly, he slapped Ye Mo with one hand. Ye Mo was unprepared. He plundered directly to the exit of the mausoleum

Ye Mo vomited out a mouthful of blood, and immediately felt that a golden cane surrounded his body. In an instant, he was wrapped into a cocoon and hung on the top of the mausoleum.

Numerous scriptures flicker in Ye Mo's body, making Ye Mo's body unable to move at all.

As for the other warriors, except Jing Wuchang, they were wrapped in vines and hung on the top of the mausoleum like a gourd.

"No, no, I don't want to die!"

"Dizang Xianzu, please forgive me. I don't want to die."

"Ah, ah, ah!"

The whole tomb began to cry and howl.

They are all wrapped up, sealed by the Sutra, unable to move. They all know that death is waiting for them.

"The resurrection of this seat is the blessing of the fairyland. You should be honored to sacrifice for this seat."

Listening to those people's plea for mercy, dizang Xianzu could not help saying: "your sacrifice represents the rebirth of this seat. When we refine all your will and form a strong force, we will be able to completely revive."

He is now able to move freely, but he is controlled by the gold and wood of the earth. He is a living dead man, and his strength is not even one tenth of that of his peak period.

"Now, we have collected the will of more than 100 fairies, and we can begin to refine the source of will."

As dizang Xianzu said, hundreds of golden vines sprang out of his body, which were directly inserted into hundreds of cocoons, and began to absorb the will source of these strong men, refine them, and repair their own will.

What he relies on is that tiny fragment of will. If he doesn't even have a fragment of will, it will be a real act against the heaven. He will encounter the natural calamity just like the God of death.

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