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The golden light flashes, forming a large net that blocks all kinds of attacks released by the gods of the human body from the golden light.

Then, Ito Cheng's mind changed, and a sharp sharp energy spurted out of him in an instant, and in an instant, a sword shape appeared, standing behind Ito Cheng.

"Disperse!"

Then I heard Ito Cheng suddenly let out a low shout, and the entire long sword immediately exploded into pieces, turning into a rain of sword energy flying all over the sky, passing through the golden net, and shooting through the divine energy like a meteor in an instant.

It fell on many 'gods' who were not in a hurry to dodge.

For a moment, only screams of "Ah ah" could be heard. A dozen gods in the body who were not in a hurry to dodge were unwilling to disperse into human energy, and then merged into the mist in the temple.

And as they disappeared, Zuo Ci's skinny body in the outside world became gray and gray at a speed visible to the naked eye, like an old man struggling to survive in famine, with only skin and bones, like a living skeleton.

It was obvious that with the dissipation of the God of the Body, the essence and blood in his body were also corrupted.

At this time, Ito Cheng, who was in the Zuoji Niwan Palace, was unyielding. His body was dancing like a dance, and he was mumbling words. Then he suddenly stopped after a moment, and the two fingers of his right hand were linked into sword points, pointing towards

The gods on one side swung out.

A golden cloud that was ten feet long then quickly cut across the bodies of the gods like a plow sweeping a cave.

"Ahhhhhh..."

In an instant, more screams came from the mouths of the gods in the body.

Similarly, as a manifestation of the body's God's dispersion, Zuo Ci's shriveled skin "popped" with crack marks like old wood, and a stream of unpleasant smell emanated from them.

The smell of corruption.

After finishing the attack, Ito Cheng's eyes widened in anger, and he opened his mouth and spat out a stream of purple-green flames.

As soon as this flame came out, the air in the entire palace immediately became boiling. At the same time, the faces of the remaining gods showed fear, and they screamed and ran towards the depths of the palace.

Obviously, even if these body gods don't know what the purple-green Tushita fire used by Taishang Laojun to burn the stove is, they can rely on the innate spiritual sense given to them after becoming gods.

With a sense of extreme danger, I knew this thing was untouchable.

Seeing this, Ito Cheng sneered and waved his hand to send Ziqing Tushita out.

In an instant, the flames turned into the sea, burning everything in the Jade Palace.

Then Ito Cheng ignored the hidden human gods and looked up at Zuo Ci's main god who was still suppressed by the Zhenzi moire around the Amyrlin.

At this time, Zuo Ci's Yuanshen's face was as clear as stone. His hands were tightly grasping the armrests of the throne, and veins appeared due to the excessive force, making the Yuanshen's white jade hands look like eagle talons.

"Okay, okay, okay. My Taoist friend is indeed very powerful! But wanting to kill me without leaving anything behind is just wishful thinking." Suddenly, Zuo Ci raised his head and laughed wildly, and said loudly.

Hearing this, Ito Cheng was shocked, and a bad feeling welled up in his heart.

Sure enough, in the next moment, this feeling was fulfilled.

I saw Zuo Ci, who was sitting on the throne, suddenly let out a tiger roar, and then the aura on his body quickly climbed up, reaching the level of a mid- to late-stage immortal almost in the blink of an eye... However, there was a sudden pause immediately after, and he climbed even higher than before.

It fell back down at a fast speed. In the blink of an eye, it fell to the level below the immortal, and continued to fall down without stopping.

Under such changes, Zuo Ci's originally solid Yuanshen body began to change from solid to empty, and gradually dispersed. At the same time, the entire Jade Palace Divine Court shook violently, and quickly collapsed inward as if experiencing a strong earthquake.

"What a ruthless guy, he actually wants to destroy his soul!" Ito Cheng's expression changed slightly.

There is only one result of dispersing the soul, and that is death, and it is a complete death that is not even possible for reincarnation, so it is not a last resort. No monk would be willing to do this! But obviously, Zuo Ci is not here now

Not only did this guy do it, but he also did it vigorously. He might have used the power of the Jade Court's collapse when his soul dissipated to die with Ito Cheng!

"What a beautiful idea." Ito Cheng, who understood Zuo Ci's plan, snorted coldly.

Then with a thought in his mind, a mysterious aura instantly spread from his body, like an invisible shock wave, spreading out in an instant and covering the entire crumbling Jade Palace.

The next moment, the Jade Palace was shaken, and the scene stopped as if the pause button had been pressed.

"How is that possible!?" Zuo Ci, who was also affected by this power and whose body dissipation speed suddenly weakened to almost nothing, shouted with horror and disbelief on his face.

"This kind of power...this kind of power is definitely not something that an immortal can master!?"

"You are right, this is the power of time that only the Golden Immortal can use." Ito Cheng, whose figure flashed and appeared in front of Zuo Ci through the cloud-patterned golden curtain, said softly.

"What!? Golden Immortal!? This is impossible! How can you be a Golden Immortal!? Any immortal will be forcibly knocked down to the realm of immortals when passing through the barrier between the two realms..." At this point, Zuo Ci's expression was in vain

After a change, he screamed in a more hysterical voice, "Daluo Jinxian!?"

Judging from Zuo Ci's appearance, it is certain that as long as Ito Cheng nods his head and admits his guess, he will immediately have a nervous breakdown and become a psychotic immortal.

"You don't need to know this." Ito Cheng said quietly.

After saying that, he slapped Zuo Ci Yuanshen on the forehead with one hand. His hand glowed with golden light, forming seals, which were applied to Zuo Ci Yuanshen's body. Then he swung his arm and pulled Zuo Ci's Yuanshen.

It immediately turned into a stream of clear water and disappeared into Ito Cheng's palm.

After doing all this, Ito Cheng glanced at the dilapidated Jade Temple without any nostalgia. He straightened his figure and turned into golden light and disappeared from the Jade Temple.

Almost the moment he left, there was a loud "boom", and the entire Jade Temple Divine Court collapsed completely, quickly turning into nothingness under the burning of the purple-green Tushita Fire that had not been extinguished inside.

Meanwhile, outside.

There was a muffled "pop" sound, and a large amount of purple and green flames suddenly emerged from Zuo Ci's body, instantly burning him into a pile of ashes.

Seeing this, Ito Cheng waved his hand and put away the Ziqing Tushita Fire. Then he opened his right hand and looked at Zuo Ci Yuanshen who was wrapped in a ball of golden light in his palm, with a faint smile on his face.

"It's time to take over the harvest."

After saying this, with a thought in his mind, the majestic power of the soul surged towards Zuo Ci's soul like a tidal wave.

If it was the Yuanshen before the self-dispersion, with Zuo Citian's immortal-level Yuanshen realm, Ito Cheng's attempt to use the method of forced soul search to search for the memories in his mind might not succeed, but after the self-dissolution,

The entire Yuanshen realm has only reached the level of an Earth Immortal, and Zuo Ci, who has many hidden injuries on his Yuanshen, couldn't stop him even if he wanted to. Almost immediately, Ito Cheng grabbed the soul and searched it forcibly with the method of searching.

Read the memories in his mind.

In an instant, a large amount of useful or useless information poured into Ito Cheng's mind.

At the same time, somewhere somewhere, somewhere, an old man whose face looked about eighty-nine times similar to Zuo Ci, but whose temperament was more ethereal and fairy-like, frowned, raised his hand and counted with his fingers.

"Huh? Why can't I have a clue about something when I clearly feel something is happening to me? It's really strange and strange." After a while, the old man who had gained nothing said strangely.

Just at this moment, an eight or nine-year-old boy who looked polished and polished walked quickly into the cave and said respectfully to the old man, "Sir, the time for the Dharma gathering is here. It's time for you to leave."

"I understand." The old man nodded slightly. Then he put down his legs, stood up from the futon, and walked out while sighing silently, "That's it, it's a disaster or not, it's a disaster that can't be avoided, just let nature take its course.

Bar."

After a while, the old man came outside the house, beckoned for a crane with flawless white feathers, turned over and sat on the crane's back, carried it, and flew away into the distance.

At this time, he saw that below the old man was walking, there was a sea of ​​clouds, floating palaces, hanging mountains and green ridges stretching thousands of miles. A handsome girl in palace clothes and a man in yellow were walking around, moving things and making flowers.

, just like the heaven in Journey to the West, a mysterious scene of the immortal family.

At this time, in the Rubik's Cube world of the Three Kingdoms world, after some searching, Ito Cheng finally browsed through all of Zuo Ci's memories and obtained no less than useful things and some information.

There are not many useful things, only the spells in the Dunjia Heavenly Book that Zuo Ci has mastered and the Jindan Taoist techniques that he has studied. There is also very little information that is useful to him. There are only three people, Nanhua, Yu Ji, and Zixu.

His hiding place, contact information with them, and information about those outstanding people he had found before.

However, it was this information that allowed Ito Cheng to know who Zuo Ci and the others had contacted and what they had given to those who agreed.

For example, one of them, Sun Ce, was given the Golden Kai by Zuo Ci.

Of course, he was not the only one who benefited. Zhao Yun, whom Zuo Ci found through Tong Yuan, Huang Zhong, Wei Yan and others who were searched through Xuan Qi, were also given certain magical treasures accordingly.

What made Ito Cheng feel most surprised and speechless was that Nanhua actually got involved with the remnants of the Yellow Turbans, especially the Black Mountain bandits led by Zhang Yan... Obviously, in order to deal with him, Nanhua even gave up his previous taboos and directly

The real person stepped forward to raise the banner.

In this way, it seems that there is no surprise for Zhang Lu from the Five Pecks of Rice Sect who was recruited by Zixu, and the four major families in Jiangdong who were contacted by Yu Ji.

"Beautiful lady Qing Ben, why are you a thief?" Ito Cheng sighed in a low voice.
Chapter completed!