Big dreamer

Shen Luo's heart was filled with alarm bells, and without any hesitation, he was about to perform the flapping wings to escape.

But the mysterious white airflow did not give him the opportunity to perform the escape technique. It flashed in front of him, rolled him up, and pulled him directly into the Yin-Yang Qi Bottle.

Shen Luo only felt that his body became extremely light, and he completely lost control of his body.

At the moment of being sucked into the mouth of the bottle, he saw the smug expression on Xiong Ran's face, which was solidifying bit by bit, and a strange red color was appearing on his body.

Before he could see more, the whole person was sucked into the bottle.

And Xiong Ran outside the bottle, his flesh and blood were actually dissolving on his own, and pink blood mist emerged from it, submerging the entire Yin-Yang Qi Bottle.

When the afterglow of the power of the Golden Winged Dapeng and the Six-tusked Elephant King's palm explosion completely dissipated, everyone was surprised to find that the figures of Shen Luo and Xiong Ran had disappeared. .

"Brother Shen?" Fu Donglai climbed up from the ground with difficulty.

But no one around responded.

His eyes fell on the Yin-Yang Qi bottle that was surging with spiritual power, and his face suddenly became ugly.

Fu Donglai hurriedly ran to the Yin-Yang Qi bottle, raised his hand and grabbed the bottle mouth, trying to open the seal again.

But as soon as his fingers touched the bottle mouth, a stream of blood and qi immediately rushed up, followed by a mysterious white airflow winding up and wrapping around his fingers along the blood and qi.

At this time, a palm pressed on Fu Donglai's shoulder, and an extremely powerful magic power penetrated down, instantly dispersing the layer of blood and qi and the mysterious white airflow at the same time.

"Donglai, are you going to die?" Jin Chi Dapeng pulled Fu Donglai over and scolded.

"Master, Fellow Daoist Shen..." Fu Donglai said anxiously.

"He was pulled into the Yin-Yang Qi bottle by the blood prohibition technique launched by Xiong Ran, and he has fallen into a dead end. Most of the time, there is no possibility of survival." Jin Chi Dapeng sighed and shook his head.

"No, Master, open the Yin-Yang Qi Bottle now and rescue him. He will be fine." Fu Donglai said hurriedly.

"It's useless... Xiong Ran activated the treasure bottle by sacrificing blood and flesh. After the bottle mouth is sealed, it cannot be opened again within 49 days. Your friend has no chance of survival." Jin Chi Dapeng said.

"There must be a way... Master, if the seal cannot be opened, then destroy the Yin-Yang Qi Bottle. As long as you can rescue Fellow Daoist Shen, anything is fine. Please, Master..." Fu Donglai said, then bent his knees and knelt down.

"Humph! It's easy to say. The Yin-Yang Qi Bottle is a treasure inherited from our Lion Camel Ridge. For a mere human race, you just destroy it?" At this time, the Six-tusked Elephant King shouted.

Fu Donglai heard the words, turned his head and looked at him, opened his mouth, but still didn't say it.

He didn't understand why Shen Luo stopped him from telling all the truth before, but only pointed out that Xiong Ran stole the Yin-Yang Qi Bottle.

However, he decided to believe Shen Luo and did not tell him that the Six-tusked Elephant King colluded with the Green-haired Lion King to murder his master.

"You can think of destroying the sect's treasure for a human race?" a demon general said angrily.

"He is a traitor with two hearts, and his heart is indeed on the human race."

"Even if he didn't steal the Yin-Yang Qi Bottle, he is still a guy with ulterior motives, and he will rebel sooner or later..."

...

For a while, the voices of blame and abuse came one after another.

Fu Donglai looked back at these people, and suddenly found sadly in his heart that he seemed to be different from them.

He looked up at his master, with a last trace of prayer in his eyes.

"Even if the Yin-Yang Qi Bottle is destroyed, he will not survive, and will only be destroyed with the treasure bottle."

After the Golden Winged Dapeng finished speaking, he seemed a little reluctant, and added: "But it is not necessarily a situation of death."

"Master, do you have a way to save him?" Fu Donglai was delighted and asked quickly.

"Xiong Ran sacrificed his life to form a seal with his flesh and blood. If it is not destroyed forcefully, there is no way for the master to open it. For now, the only way is for him to survive for 49 days." Jin Chi Dapeng said.

Fu Donglai was immediately disheartened when he heard this.

"Who can survive for 49 days in this Yin and Yang Qi bottle without dying?" he said in despair.

"There is one." Jin Chi Dapeng said.

"Who?" Fu Donglai asked in confusion.

"The former Great Sage Equaling Heaven Sun Wukong." Jin Chi Dapeng gave the answer.

Hearing this name, Fu Donglai sighed in his heart.

The Great Sage Equaling Heaven Sun Wukong was a legendary demon king of a generation. He had a very unique status in the minds of the demons. No matter how much Fu Donglai thought highly of Shen Luo, he would not think that he could be compared with him.

"Master, how did Sun Wukong survive back then?" Fu Donglai asked with some reluctance.

"The master doesn't know this either. Maybe it has something to do with his indestructible body." Jin Chi Dapeng said.

Upon hearing this, Fu Donglai was silent for a long time, then said:

"Master, since I have cleared my name, can I stay here and wait for Fellow Daoist Shen for forty-nine days?"

Golden Winged Dapeng hesitated to speak, and finally sighed, and after saying something to the Green-haired Lion King and the Six-tusked Elephant King, he agreed.

"Your grievances have been cleared. I will remove the soul-dispersing nail from your body. However, the remaining injuries will take some time to recover. As for the damage to the soul... this bottle of femme fatale is for you. Partial compensation. When you return to Shituo City, I will make compensation to you separately." Golden-winged Dapeng patted Fu Donglai on the shoulder and said.

Fu Donglai didn't say anything. He silently took the elixir and sat cross-legged on the spot, watching his master use secret techniques to pull out the soul-dispersing nails one after another. He did not say a word or even frown during the whole process. Wrinkle.

In fact, he felt extremely guilty and regretted that he should not have implicated Shen Luo, which ended up causing him to end up in this situation.

If possible, he would prefer that the person in the yin and yang cylinder at this moment is himself.

A sect-sect meeting was so noisy that it had to be temporarily stopped. The demons returned in despair and left in groups.

Gradually, the number of people around the altar became sparse, and those who stayed behind just couldn't see enough of the excitement and wanted to curse Fu Dong again under their breath.

Fu Donglai turned a deaf ear to this and just sat cross-legged and meditated, recovering from his injuries little by little.

At the same time, Shen Luo felt as if he had fallen into a realm of nothingness. The space around him seemed boundless, and it seemed as if a high wall was right next to him. He was confined and had no freedom.

Shen Luo looked around and realized that although there was nothingness outside, the surroundings were quite bleak.

"Is this what it looks like in the yin and yang two gas bottles? There doesn't seem to be anything amazing about it..."

As soon as this thought came to his mind, light emerged from the ground beneath him, and a huge Nine Palaces Bagua array slowly emerged, and a vast ancient meaning immediately emanated from it.

Immediately afterwards, there was a "bang" of thunder, as if exploding from the void.