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Chapter 2255 Divine Slaughter Technique

As several different colors of spiritual powers wandered on the other side, the long-browed old turtle's breathing also began to rise and fall.

Li Laodao opened his eyes first, then he retracted his hand and began to meditate.

Not long after, the cloth bag fairy also retracted her hand, but the other party frowned, looked at Old Dao Li next to her and shook her head.

The two dragon immortals also retracted their hands at the same time. After looking at each other, they both shook their heads.

"The internal spiritual power is stable. I have examined all its internal organs, but I have not found any instability.

The place that has not been inspected yet is the soul.

But checking the soul requires a very powerful soul power. As a demon clan, we are not very particular about this aspect, so we still hope that the two fellow Taoists will help."

A fairy from the Dragon Clan said apologetically.

"I have checked the soul, and there is nothing wrong with it.

This is strange. Changmei was not controlled, but why did he surrender to Shura?

As the ancestor of the Shura clan, everyone did not treat him unfairly. Why did he do this?"

Budai Tianxian said with some confusion.

"Maybe because we have too low strength and have not found the reason. Only the Holy Immortal can solve the problem!"

Old Dao Li also opened his eyes at this time. He had used his spiritual power to check the long-browed old turtle's body. Whether it was the bones, internal organs, or soul, he did not find anything inappropriate.

If this is the case, wouldn’t it be that the old turtle who long-browed eyebrows defected to Shuraben was voluntarily, and was not coerced or controlled by others?

"It's so difficult to invite Lord Saint Immortal, and there are no saints in the demon clan."

The fairy of the Qinglong clan shook his head and said.

They naturally knew that there were two holy immortals on the Xuanmen of the Human Race, but how mysterious the holy immortal was, how could they invite him just if they wanted to?

Moreover, this is the business of the Xuanwu clan, so what does it have to do with the human race? They don’t need to put in that effort for Xuanwu.

An elder Xuanwu standing next to him suddenly became nervous when he heard the conversation of several people.

That person is the Xuanwu Elder who is very close to Xiao Yu.

When Maoshan reopened, the opponent broke through the boundary and helped Maoshan resist the attack of the ancestor Panlong Mountain.

Now that the Xuanwu clan has such a great disaster, Xiao Yu naturally cannot stand idly by.

"Several seniors, the ancestor Changmei is the god of my Xuanwu clan.

If he had a few shortcomings, our Xuanwu clan would definitely fall apart!

So, please ask a few seniors to save my ancestor!

My ancestor hated Shura all his life. In the war thousands of years ago, his two daughters fell in that war.

Therefore, he would never be a traitor to the demon clan. I hope that the three will help the seniors and help him overcome the difficulties. The Xuanwu clan will definitely thank you for your kindness."

Elder Xuanwu knelt down on the ground and said with a respectful look on his face.

Old Dao Li glanced at the other party. When he was supporting Maoshan, he also saw the Xuanwu Elder.

So before he recovered from the serious injury, he came here again to rescue Changmei at Xiao Yu's request.

But he checked everything on the other party and found no inappropriateness, which gave him how to help him.

"I want to save your ancestor, so I'm happy!"

Old Dao Li shook his head and sighed softly.

"I remember that your Xuanwu clan has a secret technique called Divine Transformation.

No matter how serious the injury is, as long as you stay in seclusion for a period of time and lose your original turtle shell, all the injuries on his body will disappear.

It’s better to use this method to make your ancestor transform again. Will it be clear at a glance whether you are being controlled in this way?”

Long Chen asked suddenly.

After hearing the other party's words, Elder Xuanwu suddenly looked embarrassed.

"To be honest with you, the magical magic technique needs to be used when you break through your cultivation level.

The ancestor has reached the realm of celestial immortals and is extremely difficult to make progress, so he uses the magical magic technique."

Elder Xuanwu patiently explained to everyone.

After hearing the other party's words, everyone was suddenly disappointed.

Fortunately, the old turtle with long eyebrows has reached the realm of a celestial immortal. Even if he has not eaten or drunk for decades, he will not die.

"Since that's the case, it's time to wait for a while to see if there is still a chance.

When I return to Kunlun Mountain, I will ask my master for advice. If there is a way to rescue him, it will not be too late to come and save him again."

After Li Laodao was silent for a while, he once again gave everyone a suspense.

"Thank you for your help, thank you for your help."

When Elder Xuanwu heard that Master Li went back to ask the master of Kunlun Mountain, he was immediately overjoyed, and then bowed down again.

"Let's go, you Xuanwu Clan leader, I'm afraid you can't wait."

Since they had not found a way to rescue Changmei, Old Dao and the others did not stay here for a long time and walked outside one after another.

At this time, in a secret room in Xuanwu Hall, Sai Weng was sitting cross-legged.

In front of the other party, fists were turtle shells as big as fists.

Each of the turtle shells emits a different light, and it seems to record some kind of exercise.

Although the head of the Sieweng clan closed his eyes slightly, all the information on the tortoise shell was accurately sent into his mind.

As he kept adopting the information, the light on the turtle shell became dimmer and dimmer.

In less than a few minutes, the turtle shells became dull and fell from mid-air one by one.

“What should I do, what should I do?

Once something happens to the Ancestor Changmei, my Xuanwu clan will definitely become a laughing stock of the demon clan, and will bring shame to all ancestors."

As more and more turtle shells fell, the leader of the Saiweng became more and more anxious. Even though he had high cultivation, he had sweated a lot on his forehead.

When the last turtle shell landed, Saiweng's closed eyes suddenly opened, and then waved his hand, the falling turtle shells flew up again and then entered the wall behind him.

"There is no record in the divine molt left by the ancestors.

Could it be that my Xuanwu clan has such a disaster?”

Saiweng carried his hands on his back and began to move around the room, his mind rapidly spinning with what had happened for thousands of years.

"Is it three hundred years ago?"

Sai Weng, who was walking constantly in the room, suddenly stopped and then glared at him, as if he suddenly thought of something.

Then he waved his hand and a roll of animal skin flew out from a cave on the wall.

The skin of the beast is black, like the skin of some kind of siren, covered with a layer of blue light.

Saiweng quickly spread out the animal skin roll, then rubbed his fingers, and a drop of blood fell from his fingers.

As the blood fell, the animal skin roll suddenly shone brightly, and a white light flew out from it and turned into hundreds of small characters.

"The misty lake of thousands of miles, the yin and yang are born, and the long eyebrows face the wall, the black shadows are the swaying sway..."

The crooked monsters used special fonts gathered in a row in the sky, and Saiweng also started reading them.

There are not many hundreds of small words. After reading them in one breath, Sai Weng read them several times in a row.

"Three hundred years ago, the ancestor Changmei broke through to become an immortal a hundred thousand miles away.

Could it be that there is still some big secret hidden in the foggy lake?

What is the black shadow mentioned in the article? Could it be the Shura people?"

Thinking of this, Saiweng quickly closed the animal skin roll, the golden text in the room also disappeared quickly, and everything returned to peace.
Chapter completed!
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