Ji Zilong had a lump in his throat and looked back at Jun Tong in disbelief.
He never thought that Jun Tong would interfere with him at this critical moment.
"Why?"
Ji Zilong's eyes widened and he looked confused.
"Why" Jun Tong sighed helplessly, and then said: "You have just recovered from your injury, so it is not suitable to fight.
Otherwise, your Dao foundation will inevitably be affected.
By then, your cultivation will be full of bottlenecks.
You should take a good rest."
After expressing the worries in his heart, Jun Tong then said: "It is indeed not easy to get to this point, but it is just a Dharma Palace.
If we don't rob it, we won't lose much.
It is better to go directly to the Creation Palace, where we can heal and wait. ” On the side, Zi Putao and others were silent.
Although they really wanted the peerless spiritual skills in the Dharma Palace, Ji Zilong's current injury was really not suitable for fighting anymore, and they did not have the ability to fight against the various sects.
The top powerhouses competed, so at this moment their thoughts were the same as Jun Tong's.
"That won't work.
There are so many powerful spiritual techniques.
It would be unjust to stop me from taking some."
Ji Zilong clenched his fists and insisted on going.
For a time, the atmosphere became deadlocked.
Jun Tong was worried about Ji Zilong's future and did not want Ji Zilong to take risks again.
However, Ji Zilong insisted on going in order to obtain more precious spiritual techniques.
"Why" The Holy Fire Lingdeng sighed, also looking helpless.
The atmosphere became more and more awkward, and Ji Zilong didn't want to throw away his sleeves, so he stared at Jun Tong blankly with an expression on his face that said, "I have to go."
But Jun Tong said that he didn't want Ji Zilong to go, so he also stared.
With a pair of eyes, he looked at Ji Zilong firmly.
"What do you think I'm doing?"
After a long time, Jun Tong finally couldn't bear it anymore, so he asked.
"There's gum in your eyes."
Ji Zilong said seriously.
"Ha ha ha ha" Everyone laughed, and the atmosphere finally became more relaxed.
However, after the laughter, the atmosphere became awkward again, and the small hall became extremely quiet.
"Hiccup" Suddenly, a hiccupping sound came from deep in the hall.
The rabbit staggered out of the hall with a big round belly and looked at everyone with eyes filled with contempt.
"Master Rabbit, the injury is healed," Li Yuanba asked with concern.
"Nonsense, is it okay to take so many elixirs?"
Rabbit rolled his eyes and said angrily.
"Prodigal son."
Next to him, the Holy Fire Spirit Lamp cursed in a low voice.
The rabbit had eaten hundreds of elixirs that were two to three thousand years old.
If they were used to make elixirs, these would be hundreds of good elixirs.
"cut" Ignoring the Holy Fire Lamp, Rabbit touched his belly, raised four fingers towards Ji Zilong, and said confidently with a rabbit face: "Boss, please give Mr.
Rabbit two hundred more elixirs.
For this matter, Mr.
Rabbit Help you get it done.”
"What should I say?"
Ji Zilong suddenly became energetic.
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"Because the turtle grandson is awake."
As he spoke, Rabbit pulled off the emerald-green spirit snake from his neck.
I remember that this spirit snake was slapped by Rabbit and suffered a concussion.
After this time, Rabbit It was seriously injured, but it actually recovered.
"Hehe" the spirit snake spit out the snake letter, grinned, and said immediately: "My name is Bizhuai, and I belong to the Black Spear Scale Python Clan, but I am different from them.
I am a python with dreams."
When everyone heard this, their eyes suddenly showed curiosity.
Almost everything this guy said was contradictory.
The Black Spear Scale Python is a race of spiritual beasts, a half-blood fairy species.
Its black scales are as strong as steel and cannot be broken by ordinary spiritual weapons.
Its body is as straight as a spear.
Once it moves, it can directly penetrate the enemy's body.
But the guy in front of him is dressed in green, and there is a very dazzling purple scale in the center of his forehead.
Even his body is crooked, like a spring.
It is completely different from the rumored black spear-scaled python.
Even if Everything he said was right, but The black spear-scaled python is a python.
This guy's small body is almost like a large earthworm.
"Don't listen to this turtle grandson's nonsense, his head is not normal at all."
Rabbit curled his lips.
Like Long Yuan and others, he was not interested in the green spear.
His words were completely noncommittal.
"Rabbit," Bizhuo was about to quibble, but unexpectedly the rabbit slapped him with his paw.
Because he had learned from past mistakes and knew how powerful the rabbit's claws were, Bizhui immediately shut up.
"Boss, this turtle grandson is more toxic when he is awake.
You give Master Rabbit some elixir, and Master Rabbit will lay a trap directly in front of the Dharma Palace.
Whenever Master Rabbit comes out, he will grab one."
Rabbit grinned evilly.
"Okay."
Ji Zilong immediately burst into laughter.
Rabbit's attention is absolutely feasible.
As he spoke, he took out more than 400 top-notch elixirs from the Medicine Palace and threw them to Rabbit without blinking.
"Prodigal son."
Seeing so many top-notch elixirs, Shenghuo Lingdeng felt his heart bleed.
These two guys are definitely prodigal sons.
If others see them wasting their natural resources in such a wasteful way, they will be punished at any cost.
"Jun Tong, take Yuan Ba and Jiu Shang to accompany the dead rabbit."
The Holy Fire Lingdeng said.
Although the rabbit has some abilities, it is still worried that the rabbit will suddenly have a short circuit in its head and do something speechless.
"Okay" Jun Tong nodded.
So after everyone gave a few simple instructions, they split up.
Rabbit, Juntong and others went directly towards the Palace of Law, while Ji Zilong, Zipao, Long Yuan and others went directly towards the Palace of Creation. go in the direction.
In the direction of the Creation Palace, Shangguan Aojie and a group of people were frowning and thinking in front of a magnificent bronze gate.
Under their feet, many cracked arrays and destroyed spiritual weapons could be seen.
Apparently, they had tried to open it before.
All methods have been exhausted to open the gate of the Palace of Creation.
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"Brother, is the door not open yet?"
At this time, Zi Tao, Ji Zilong and others came quickly.
"It's so strange.
There is clearly no restriction, but it seems to be as heavy as ten thousand majestic mountains.
No matter how we use our methods, we can't push it away."
Shangguan Aojie frowned, looking very helpless.
At this time, everyone looked at the gate, only to see that the gate was more than two hundred meters high.
The entire gate was made of ancient bronze, and large ancient reliefs could be seen on the surface of the gate.
The relief contents may be some rare flowers and plants, or some ancient beasts.
There are only a few spiritual patterns, but they are unrecognizable due to rust.
The door is very dilapidated, and even the door knocker is only left. one.
"Maybe someone can understand the ancient spiritual patterns on this door," Holy Fire Lingdeng said.
There is no restriction on this door, but it cannot be pushed open, so maybe it is related to this spiritual pattern.
After finishing speaking, everyone was shaking their heads.
No one present could understand the ancient spiritual patterns on the door.
"Let me do it."
At this time, Ji Zilong rolled up his arms and walked away.
He walked to the door.
Everyone who saw this scene immediately became happy.
It seemed that Ji Zilong should be interested in the spirit pattern.
Got some understanding.
If Ji Zilong can open this door, then they can get there first, and all the treasures in the Creation Palace will be theirs
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