nownovels Chapter 231: Open Your Eyes And Watch!
Chapter 231: Open Your Eyes And Watch!
Chapter 231
"snort!"
"It's a joke that even a little Golden Immortal of the Great Way like you wants to break Brother Zhao Gongming's Panlong Dao Altar!"
Bixiao curled her lips, with a disdainful expression on her face, and snorted coldly.
Not far away, Mo Bai, who was trapped in the Panlong Taoist Altar, looked at the disdainful looks of Zhao Gongming, Yunxiao, Qiongxiao, and Bixiao, and chuckled: "If you don't believe it, just open your eyes and watch!" '
"Broken for the poor daoist!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Mo Bai was shaken all over, the blood in his body was surging, the muscles of his arms were bulging, and he raised his sandbag-sized fist and smashed it towards the Panlong Taoist Altar in front of him.
Looking around, there were vaguely strange lights flickering on Mo Bai's fist.
Yes, this is caused by the supreme power of the law of force in Mo Bai's body.
Zhao Gongming looked at Mo Bai who was about to break the Panlong Taoist altar, and couldn't help but chuckled: "Mo Bai, poor daoist advises you not to waste your efforts!"
"I think back then, the poor daoist used the Panlong Taoist Altar to kill a Golden Immortal of the Great Way peak monster alive. You are just a monk in the middle stage of the Golden Immortal of the Great Way, and you still want to break the game. Dragon Taoist Altar is really ridiculous!”
"As a poor daoist, you should stay in the Panlong Taoist Altar and enjoy the rest of your days!"
"After all, oxygen is extracted from the Panlong Taoist Altar every minute. If you still use your magical power to consume the oxygen in the Panlong Taoist Altar, aren't you committing suicide?"
A sneer flashed across Qiongxiao's pretty face, and he said, "Mo Bai, even if you are physically strong and powerful, what can you do? Without oxygen, you still have to die?"
Bixiao joked: "Mo Bai, tell me, you don't practice well in the Great Primordial Continent, so you have to come to the Three Islands of Immortality to seek advice from Senior Brother Zhao Gongming. Senior Brother Zhao Gongming is the 2nd generation disciple of Tongtian Saint. ..."
Yunxiao looked at Zhao Gongming, Qiongxiao, and Bixiao with an increasingly uneasy heart and said, "Senior brother Zhao Gongming, two junior sisters, there is always an uneasy feeling in the poor daoist's heart. Why don't we step back first?" Let this Panlong Taoist altar consume black and white!"
Facing Yunxiao's kind reminder, Bixiao said nonchalantly: "Senior Sister Yunxiao, this Mo Bai is now trapped in Panlong Taoist Altar, you still have something to worry about!"
Zhao Gongming tilted his neck, raised his hand to tie his mustache, and chuckled: "Junior sister Yunxiao, just keep your heart at ease!"
"The Panlong Taoist altar of the poor daoist cannot be broken by the mighty Pseudo Saint. This Mo Bai is just a small Golden Immortal of the Great Way casual cultivator..."
Qiongxiao echoed: "That's right, Senior Sister Yunxiao, don't worry so much!"
Seeing that Zhao Gongming, Qiongxiao, and Bixiao didn't take his words to heart at all, Yunxiao shook his head helplessly. His whole body was shaken, and his magic power was surging around him, but he was always ready to deal with emergencies.
Bixiao joked: "Senior Sister Yunxiao and Senior Brother Zhao Gongming have said that this Panlong Taoist Altar cannot be broken except by the powerful Pseudo Saint. Why are you so worried?"
Yunxiao sighed and murmured: "It definitely doesn't hurt to be more prepared!"
Hearing this, Bixiao stopped talking, but stared at Mo Bai in the Panlong Taoist Altar with interest.
At this moment, Mo Bai was full of fighting spirit, looking at the barrier in front of him with sinister eyes, and yelled: "Break!"
"..."
With a punch, the Panlong Taoist Altar immediately let out a low whine, and even the power of the barrier was weakened a lot.
See this scene.
How dare Zhao Gongming hesitate, he shook his big hand, and the surging mana in his body poured into the dragon-binding rope again.
With the influx of Zhao Gongming's mana, in an instant, the dragon-binding rope trembled slightly, and strange energy was injected into the Panlong Taoist Altar around Mo Bai again.
In an instant, the shaky Panlong Taoist altar that was hit by a punch became stable again.
Zhao Gongming raised his hand and took out a few pills and swallowed them into his belly to replenish the mana he had just consumed. He looked at Mo Bai and laughed and said, "Mo Bai, poor daoist, I advise you to accept your fate!"
"With your little Taoism, you still want to break the Panlong Taoist altar of poor daoists. It's really a daydream!"
Mo Bai looked at Zhao Gongming's sullen look, raised the corner of his mouth, revealed a sneer, and whispered: "You still want the poor daoist to accept his fate!"
"Before, Poor Daoist was just doing warm-up exercises. Do you really think that Poor Daoist has this kind of strength?"
Zhao Gongming raised his eyebrows and said with interest: "Oh? In that case, poor daoist will have to see how you, a small Golden Immortal of the Great Way mid-term monk, can break poor daoist's Coiling Dragon today. Taoist altar!”
Mo Bai sneered and said softly: "Then you have to keep your eyes open!"
As he said this, Mo Bai was shocked, and a surge of mana that was even more surging than before swept out of his body in an instant.
At the same time, Mo Bai poured all the supreme divine power of the law of force in his body into his right arm, then raised his sandbag-sized fist and smashed it towards the Panlong Taoist Altar in front of him.
Feeling the power of Mo Bai's punch, Zhao Gongming shouted: "It's not good!"
He quickly turned his head to look at Yunxiao, Qiongxiao, and Bixiao and said, "Junior sisters, please lend a helping hand to Yintu!"
After saying that, Zhao Gongming poured all the mana in his body into the dragon-binding rope.
During this period, Zhao Gongming suffered from physical exhaustion several times, but he relied on the elixirs in his robes to survive.
Qiongxiao and Bixiao were puzzled: "Senior Brother Zhao Gongming, didn't you say before that this Panlong Taoist Altar cannot be broken by the powerful Pseudo Saint?"
"Why are you heading towards the dragon-binding rope now..."
Just when the two were about to continue talking, Yunxiao whispered: "Okay, you two, don't waste time, hurry up and pour the mana in your body into the dragon binding rope to help senior brother Zhao Gongming!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Yunxiao raised his jade hand and directed the magic power in his body towards Zhao Gongming's dragon-binding rope.
Seeing this scene, Qiongxiao and Bixiao did not dare to hesitate. They were shocked and raised their hands to pour all the mana in their bodies into the dragon-binding rope.
Just a few breaths of time.
With the influx of mana from Zhao Gongming, Yunxiao, Qiongxiao, and Bixiao, the barrier of Panlong Taoist Altar became several times more powerful than before.
But despite this, Bai still didn't take it seriously.
You know, when he was at Mt. Shouyang, Xuandu's Profound Sovereign's Exquisite Pagoda was caught off guard and was knocked away by Mo Bai's punch.
Not to mention that this Coiled Dragon Altar is just the second form of the High Grade Innate Spirit Treasure Dragon Binding Rope. How can it stop Mo Bai?
At this moment, Mo Bai's eyes showed a look of fanaticism, and he shouted: "Zhao Gongming Daoist Friend, poor daoist will let you take a good look today. Your so-called Panlong Taoist Altar can be said to be broken in the eyes of poor daoist." !”
“After playing for so long, it’s time to end it!”
"The Panlong Taoist altar was destroyed by poor daoists!"