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The Dragon Monarch of the Eastern Seas had yet to arrive, and the harshest punishment had yet to befall the 'culprit' who had caused the turmoil in the Eastern Sea.
However, Zi Xing had encountered an even greater crisis.
He used an unconventional method to release the " Distraction " skill, and the magic power and blood in his body quickly decreased to less than a quarter of what it was before.
Seventy to eighty percent of the magic power in his body was gone, and the burning pain in the dozen wounds on his body increased by a hundred times.
Zi Xing felt as if he had been thrown into purgatory to be tortured before he died.
There was only worse luck, but no worst luck.
Zi Xing had only absorbed half of the 'medicinal efficacy' of the 'Heaven Glimpsing Pill' that Long Ji had created. The remaining half of the medicinal efficacy had turned into a warm current, but it was forcefully suppressed in his 'dantian' by Zi Xing, who was only at the second level of the Refinement Realm.
His body was in a precarious situation. Long Ji's magical power, which had been suppressed in his Dantian, took the opportunity to stir up trouble again. It jumped out of his Dantian and ran amok in his meridians of all sizes.
Zi Xing's face instantly scrunched up into a bitter gourd. He sighed in his heart,'What a huge loss.' This time, even if he didn't die, he would become a cultivation trash. Why is my brother so unlucky? The trend of the " trash " fantasy web novels has already subsided. Why do you still want me to be a " trash "? It was too embarrassing.
He was unlucky enough. However, the wicked heavens did not have any sympathy at all and continued to increase his suffering points.
Light beams scattered in the air.
The magical equipment that created the light beam, the Universe Seven Elements Mirror, was competing with the Universe Ring and had no time to care about anything else. The Artifact Spirit was hit by the Distraction and went into a frenzy. The light beams that filled the sky no longer combined with the " rainbow light beams " and scattered everywhere uncontrollably.
Zi Xing and Nezha fell to the ground. They were unlucky enough to be hit by the beam of light.
Nezha could still bear it. It was not a big problem. Zi Xing's condition was already terrible. A few more light beams barged into his body and wreaked havoc. It was miserable.
A thought popped up in Zi Xing's mind,'Can't I even be a cultivation trash? Was he going to be completely played to death this time?
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NeZha was next to him. She quickly noticed the change in Zi Xing's body.
A concerned expression appeared on her face.
Her fair and tender hand reached into Zi Xing's Qihai acupoint and tried to inject some magic power into it.
Nezha's magic power was forced out before it could travel through Zi Xing's meridians.
However, he had already achieved his goal of 'probing.' Zi Xing's meridians were extremely chaotic, becoming a battlefield where many forces clashed.
Nezha's face was solemn.
"How is it?" Although she was tortured to death, Zi Xing still noticed her expression and her heart became heavier."How bad is the situation?"
"I won't let you die." NeZha clenched his fists with a stubborn expression.
Her words made Zixing's heart turn cold. Zi Xing thought to herself,"You might as well just be silent."
Nezha pursed his lips and muttered in a low voice,"I must remember. I must remember the chaotic memories you left me, including the method to sense 'it'. I can feel its presence, it's not far from me…"
Zi Xing looked at Nezha in shock. He was secretly worried,'Could it be that he was affected by the power of the Disorder Skill?' Why did he become so mysterious?
Nezha was naturally not crazy.
She sat up cross-legged, her eyes slightly closed, her face solemn. Suddenly, her black hair, which had just grown to shoulder length, fluttered up and down without any wind. Her hair no longer covered her forehead childishly.
His forehead was as smooth as jade. The next moment, the situation suddenly changed. There was a half-inch gash on his forehead. A " vertical eye " appeared at the crack.
The third eye that opened on Nezha's forehead flickered with green light, as if it was embedded with an emerald.
A beam of green light shot out from the third eye and into the void. The green light expanded rapidly in the air, forming a green light screen the size of a basketball court. Occasionally, some of the scattered beams of light shot towards Zi Xing and Nezha, but they were blocked by the green light screen.
Zi Xing thought to herself,'Even the green light curtain needs magic power to maintain, right? Furthermore, even if the light beam turbulence is stopped from invading my body, my terrible condition will continue to worsen. In the end, it was still hopeless.
Right when Zi Xing was 'pessimistic' but not 'world-loathing', the light beam began to twist into a' swirl'.
In the center of the vortex, a drop of purple liquid drilled out and flew towards Nezha with a whistling sound.
Nezha's face revealed a happy expression. A pair of small hands filled with magic power closed together and carefully held the drop of purple liquid.
The second drop, the third drop, the fourth drop…the eighteenth drop…
The green light curtain shot out a total of 18 drops of purple liquid, which were all held in Nezha's palm.
Inherited from the memory of the she-devil, it was known that the purple liquid had the magical effect of transforming Cultivators.
The purple liquid was known as the "Primordial Purple Liquid" and had a domineering aura. Any other energy form had no right to show off in front of it. Or be devoured by it.
It was most suitable to use this purple liquid to subdue the various energies in Zi Xing's body.
NeZha was troubled by how many drops of purple liquid he should refine for Zi Xing.
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In the Ancestral Dragon Palace.
The four Dragon Gods were petrified when they saw the Primordial Purple Liquid that they had been dreaming of diving into the ground.
They opened their mouths wide, but they couldn't make a sound as if they had taken a mute medicine.
They felt their hearts bleeding
The Primordial Purple Liquid, a total of eight drops, had actually slipped underground.
Could it be the work of the "Universe Seven Elements Mirror" hidden deep underground? How dare you snatch food from the mouth of a dragon?
For so many years, the Seven Elements Mirror had been very obedient. Why was it that today…
Strange things, strange things
Reluctant to part with eight drops of Primordial Purple Liquid, the four Dragon Gods prepared to dive underground to investigate.
The crystal began to shake violently.
The remains of the Ancestral Dragon were knocked down from the high platform.
The scene was in chaos. The Dragon Monarch of the Eastern Seas was stunned by the once-in-a-million-year earthquake in the East Sea. Why was there no sign of an earthquake? Was the entire Eastern Sea in turmoil? Or is the turbulence limited to the Crystal Palace?
The Dragon Monarch of the Eastern Seas was distracted by his confusion. The huge dragon bone that fell from the high platform smashed into its big head, causing the old dragon to suck in a cold breath.
She had to carefully reach out to hold the dragon bone, afraid that she would break it.
At this moment, the four Dragon Gods 'expressions changed drastically.
They stared at the dragon eyes and the foreheads of the other three brothers as if they had seen a ghost.
There were no sores or pus on the foreheads of the four Dragon Gods. However, two to three different drops of liquid were seeped out.
The thing was, the liquid was purple-not bad. It was the Primordial Purple Liquid.
Three drops of purple liquid seeped out from the foreheads of the two Dragon Gods of the East Sea and the South Sea. West Ocean and North Ocean Dragon God each produced two drops of purple liquid.
A total of ten drops of Primordial Purple Liquid left the four dragons and followed the footsteps of the eight drops of purple liquid before plunging into the ground.
The four Dragon Gods collectively let out roars of shock and anger.
The Primordial Purple Liquid that had been refined for tens of thousands of years was actually forcefully extracted. It was obvious that the four Dragon Gods had not truly refined it.
However, the four Dragon Gods did not reflect on their lack of effort. Instead, their chests were burning with anger.
He was too angry.
The Crystal Palace was considered public property. Even if it was destroyed by the great shock, the four Dragon Gods would not be in so much pain that they would wish they were dead. However, those few drops of Primordial Purple Liquid were their personal property…
After two or three drops of Primordial Purple Liquid left their bodies, the four Dragon Gods could clearly feel that at least thirty percent of their dragon power had been drained in just a few minutes.
Could it be the work of the Universe Seven Elements Mirror? That guy had developed an independent intelligence?
The "black hand" that took away the "Primordial Purple Liquid" in their bodies had strange and mysterious methods. Clearly, he was a difficult opponent.
However, this was the Eastern Sea, the territory of the dragon race. How could they take it lying down when they openly robbed the Dragon God in their territory?
The Dragon Gods, whose eyes were burning red with anger, swore that they would not let this matter rest.
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Nezha was in a dilemma for a moment before he finally decided. The most fair way to distribute the purple liquid.
To put it bluntly, she and Zi Xing would each get nine drops of purple liquid.
Nezha flicked his fair fingers and flicked seven drops of purple liquid into Zi Xing's eyes, ears, mouth, nose, and forehead. The other two drops of purple liquid shot into Zi Xing's Qihai acupoint…
There were only nine drops of Primordial Purple Liquid left.
The eye in Nezha's forehead shot out a beam of light, sweeping away the purple liquid in her palm.
The beam of light brought the purple liquid back to Nezha's forehead. The third eye slowly closed and closed.
NeZha's forehead was still white as if nothing had happened.
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