allonlinenovel Chapter 746 Goodbye
Chapter 746 Goodbye
Chang Qing coughed up blood again, which dripped onto Bing Ji's hand. The light in his eyes gradually dimmed: "Is that so... What a pity..."
This sentence sounded like a regret at the moment of death, making Bingji feel that he had the upper hand and was quite proud of himself. Looking at Changqing, who had tilted his head and lost his breath in his hand, he snorted coldly and threw him aside.
The corpse is useless now, so of course the Enlightenment Tea is more important now. Bing Ji couldn't help but get nervous. If there were only two or three pieces of Enlightenment Tea, it would be difficult to divide them, and there might even be a fight.
Under the gaze of the demon kings, the man nervously unveiled the white paper.
Everyone's breathing tightened and their eyes brightened, and they saw a tiny particle of tea foam slipping through the crack of the scroll and being caught by a demon king with quick eyes and hands.
Put it to the tip of your nose and take a light sniff. The rich tea aroma is stirring and rushing straight to the sky. Even if it is just a little bit, it sparkles with the incomparable light of Tao. Just one sniff, and the body and mind begin to float, as if you are traveling to the sky, and the whole person becomes drunk.
"Such a magical thing is the Enlightenment Tea. It must be the Enlightenment Tea. It actually has an effect on demons like us!" The Demon King said excitedly, his expression unable to hide his enthusiasm.
This sentence made the demons' eyes fixed on the white paper, not daring to let it go for even a moment.
The sound of flowing water was heard, and as the white paper was gradually opened, they were shocked to find that it was actually a painting. A white deer was jumping among the rocks in the painting, the water was gurgling, the bluestone was elegant, and the mist was gradually rising.
"A magical scroll?" Everyone was dumbfounded for a moment.
Since ancient times, there have been very few people who have entered the realm of wonder through painting, and the authentic works that have survived are even rarer. They are hailed as the number one treasure for self-cultivation and self-improvement, and now we have actually seen one.
"Wow, it's worthy of being called the Enlightenment Tea. It actually uses a scroll magic treasure to nourish its spiritual energy. What a generous act!" Bing Ji knew a lot and couldn't help but sigh.
As the scroll opened, fairy sounds came out from it, and they couldn't help feeling intoxicated. The scroll was very large, but the man took every step carefully, for fear of missing even a little bit of the enlightenment tea.
Time seemed to have stopped until the last corner of the canvas was unveiled, revealing a small jade box surrounded by several magic pills, which seemed to be nourishing the items in the box. There were flickering and glowing lights on it, which looked very extraordinary.
"The demon pill nourishes, the spiritual painting is sealed, the Tao aura lingers, and the mist flows. It's really delicate!" The man exclaimed in admiration, stretched out his hand, and saw that the light on the box was getting brighter and brighter. He couldn't help but feel happy.
On the other hand, Bing Ji always felt that this thing was quite familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere, and a bad premonition came over him.
Is this a trick? Bingji looked down at the Qingtong blood on his hands, and discovered something incredible.
Blood? Where's the blood? He turned over and over, only to see that his hands were clean as new, without any trace of the blood that had just been stained. He realized something was wrong and turned around abruptly. On the ground, Qingtong's corpse had long disappeared.
"when!"
Anxiety surged on his face, and Bing Ji wanted to speak to remind him, but he found that a dazzling light lit up again where the scroll was wrapped.
A plan within a plan! It's over... Bingji suddenly remembered what he said when he mocked Qingtong, and the other party's answer.
The original sentence: Is that so... What a pity...
It was what they said that made Bing Ji regret it to the core. He was bewitched by the crumbs of the Enlightenment Tea and let down his guard. This guy's wisdom was even greater than Chun Niuma's, and they had fallen into his deliberately set trap long ago.
"Bye~" Qingtong's voice came from inside the formation.
Then, he heard the neighing of a white deer, the loud noise of exploding water, and the vibration of the demon pill shattering.
On the other hand, they were so helpless that they didn't even have time to gather their demonic power.
The wind pressure suddenly changed and hit them, causing the greed in the eyes of these demon kings to be swallowed up by a dazzling spiritual light before it disappeared.
The dazzling light like the setting sun rolled up the earth and rocks from the deep pit. The colors that had been suppressed to the extreme were released in an instant. The rolled-up spiritual power was huge and rich. The earth and rocks were instantly vaporized into lava by the huge heat, spreading along the ground to the surroundings and the sky.
The hot breath and raging fire came like a volcanic eruption, rolling up countless sparks, like a forbidden existence, which, when awakened, began to devour all life it saw.
Within a radius of a thousand feet, countless monsters were swallowed up by the air waves. It was a scene like the end of the world. Countless panicked voices were heard. Monsters are also flesh and blood, so of course they are afraid of death.
The flames carried dust and ashes, like a wild beast, devouring everything passing by on the ground. They came quickly and left quickly.
When everything calmed down, countless wails and coughs were heard in the thick dust.
Inside the pendant, Changqing in white yawned and put on his mask again, complaining: "Asshole, I just fell asleep and you didn't even give me a chance to breathe. Is that unreasonable? You knew that the other clone woke up, so you wanted to kill me, right?"
It’s true that disturbing someone’s sleep can sometimes make them more resentful than a ghost!
Looking at the dusty and dim scene outside, Changqing in Baiyi wanted to be lazy and didn't want to go out, but Jiaocang came over and brought him a crystal.
The scene of the various monsters called "Xikang" in the picture stunned the Dharmakaya.
"Hahahahahahaha, it can be like this! No, no, I'm dying of laughter!" The spiritual body completely lost its transcendent temperament, and it lay on the ground and began to roll around.
After laughing for a long time, he stood up again and wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, his whole body still twitching: "Forget it, that guy still has some entertainment. I laughed crazily for a while, and my sleepiness disappeared. I'll go out and move around, and have some fun~"
Jiao Cang looked at the two little guys above his head. He had a very low sense of humor and he was still laughing even after watching it for the second time.
The dust settled, and a white shadow emerged from the larger pit. He put away the pendant, raised the corner of his mouth, and looked towards a corner of the pit, where there was an ice-patterned demon pill that was still flickering with light.
"You're still alive! The combination of the spiritual treasure and the demon pill didn't kill you. You're worthy of being the Demon King. You're really tough!"
The sound of footsteps on gravel was heard, as if sensing someone approaching, the demon pill flickered and asked: "But demon clan disciple, come here, as long as you help me, I will grant you endless wealth and glory!"
Bing Ji had not expected that in such a powerful explosion, his body was blasted into the ground and was washed away by spiritual energy, but he miraculously survived with half a demon pill. He even felt that he was not destined to die and even God was blessing him!
Listening to the approaching footsteps, Bingji's mind started to become active, and he had already thought of how to get back to the top.
"Chun Qingtong! You made us suffer such humiliation. When I recover, I will kill you!" Bingji's hateful voice sounded.
But in return, a chuckle came from someone approaching: "Really? That's really unfortunate! I was thinking the same thing!"
A familiar voice, a similar face, and annoying words. Instead of getting angry, Bingji's heart skipped a beat and his consciousness became as dead as ashes.
Chang Qing, dressed in white, slowly squatted down and dug out the half-broken demon pill from the soil. He exclaimed in amazement: "Look at you, you wanted to kill me, but you didn't. I wanted to kill you, but you didn't escape. We are really a pair of enemies!"