Chapter 1644

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　　“Dragon-Slaying Tablet, Dragon-Slaying Tablet, Dragon-Slaying Tablet…”
Zhao Linglong looked at the old man who was fighting against the eight powerful figures, with her hand on the Dragon-Slaying Tablet. While constantly saying the name of the Dragon-Slaying Tablet her mind was turning rapidly, trying to find a clue related to this Dragon-Slaying Tablet from her memory.
　　Although she didn’t want to miss any clue about the whereabouts of her junior brother Xu Taiping, it didn’t mean that she would trust the clone of Wuji Xianweng in front of her without any suspicion.
　　Just after a couple of breaths, Zhao Linglong’s eyes suddenly shone with spiritual energy and she said：
“I remember that it was mentioned in the case file hidden in Qingxuan Sect that when the Dragon-Slaying Tablet is combined with a certain treasure, it can enter one world from another in an instant.”
Could it be that this old man is really using this Dragon-Slaying Tablet to take Taiping?
　　If it were Du Gu Qingxiao or Jiang Zhi, based on this alone, they would never take action.
　　But Zhao Linglong is different.
　　“Even if there is only a one in a million chance, it’s still worth my trying！”
　　After murmuring to herself in such a low voice, Zhao Linglong didn’t hesitate any longer.
　　I saw that she first sacrificed her fairy silk, which turned into a red gauze barrier, swirling around her and the Dragon-Slaying Tablet.
　　Then, I saw her put her hands on the Dragon-Slaying Tablet and start to inject the true essence in her body into it.
　　“Boom…”
　　After being injected with true essence, the Dragon-Slaying Tablet immediately revealed the radiance of the magic weapon.
At the same time, densely packed small runes, like swarms of ants, emerged on the surface of the Dragon-Slaying Tablet.
　　After confirming that this Dragon-Slaying Tablet was not a fake or an evil thing, the last scruple in Zhao Linglong’s heart also dissipated, and she began to pour all the true essence in her body into the Dragon-Slaying Tablet without reservation.
　　“Rumble…”
　　The tremor sound of the Dragon-Slaying Tablet began to become more and more intense.
　　The eight masked cultivators all changed their complexions when they saw this scene.
　　The masked cultivator who took the lead suddenly took out a black talisman exuding an evil intention from his sleeve, and then lit the talisman with his own spiritual power while warning Zhao Linglong：
　　“Little girl, dare to interfere in the affairs of my Netherworld Palace. Even if you don’t consider for yourself, you should also consider for the sect behind you, right？”
　　Upon hearing this, Zhao Linglong, who was pouring true essence into the Dragon-Slaying Tablet, suddenly felt a tightness in her heart and said, “You are from the Netherworld Palace？”
After breaking through to the Huajing realm and being qualified to come into contact with the upper cultivation world, Fairy Lingyue also had more or less some understanding of the upper forces in the Shangqing cultivation world and even the outer space cultivation world.
　　Just like this Netherworld Palace.
As far as she knew, it was the largest evil cultivator force in the outer space cultivation world. It was said that even existences like the Linyuan Pavilion and the Faceless Tower had to be in awe of it to some extent.
Most importantly, the means of harming people of this Netherworld Palace were extremely insidious and poisonous, and it was most good at killing people with the help of the night and dreams.
　　It was said that after a sect offended the Netherworld Palace, overnight, the entire sect died in their sleep.
The Netherworld Palace became famous in the netherworld because of this.
　　Besides, the Netherfall Palace also masters many methods that only the cultivators in the Underworld during the ancient times had.
　　Fighting against it can be said to be impossible to guard against.
　　“Boom！ …”
　　Just as Zhao Linglong’s thoughts were racing, the black talisman in the hand of that Netherfall Palace cultivator suddenly exploded and scattered.
　　Immediately after, clouds of black fog filled with the stench of corpses enveloped the entire alley.
　　Then, the cultivator of the Netherfall Palace shouted loudly：
　　“There is only one cup of tea’s time. Quickly reveal your true body and control the Nether Soldiers！”
　　As soon as the words fell, the eight masked cultivators of the Netherfall Palace transformed into the appearance of eight burly evil spirits in the black fog.
　　Among these Nether Soldiers, there were blood-stained animal skin banners, great hammers made from the leg bones of ancient fierce beasts, and big drums covered with human skin.
　　And the cultivator of the Netherfall Palace who had previously warned Zhao Linglong had now also turned into a green-faced and fanged appearance. Not only that, but he was also holding a bone spear in his hand that was constantly spreading a thick killing intent.
　　Then, he picked up the bone spear in his hand and, with a “swish” sound, forcefully threw it at the avatar of the Infinite Immortal Elder behind the wind wall.
　　“Bang！”
　　Accompanied by a loud noise, the wind wall summoned by the Infinite Immortal Elder was first pierced by this bone spear.
　　Although the bone spear was eventually stuck by the wind wall.
　　But from the stuck bone spear, strange auras full of a stinking smell began to continuously spread out.
　　Soon, Zhao Linglong discovered that besides being stinky, this aura could also cause the objects it came into contact with to become moldy and rotten at a visible speed.
　　Even the protective astral qi condensed from true essence was no exception！
　　“Boom！”
　　Just as the green mold was about to cover the area inside the wind wall, the clone of Wuji Xianweng suddenly stomped his foot heavily, and a ball of scorching true fire then spread out centered on him.
　　For a moment, the mold that was about to climb onto Zhao Linglong’s immortal silk was completely burned by this ball of true fire.
　　Obviously, this clone of Wuji Xianweng knew how to restrain the power of the cultivators of the Netherworld Palace.
　　But soon, the remaining seven cultivators of the Netherworld Palace took action together.
　　“Bang！”
　　As the bone hammer held by one of the cultivators of the Netherworld Palace smashed down, the wind wall previously sacrificed by Wuji Xianweng shattered.
　　Then, the nether weapons in the hands of the eight cultivators of the Netherworld Palace all blasted towards Wuji Xianweng.
　　And the clone of Wuji Xianweng, at the moment when the eight cultivators of the Netherworld Palace made their move together, suddenly stretched out six arms behind him.
　　Plus the original two arms.
　　At this moment, the Wuji Immortal Venerable already had eight arms.
Immediately, in Zhao Linglong’s dumbfounded gaze, the Wuji Immortal Venerable formed seals with his eight arms simultaneously Cast eight completely different powerful spells at the same time.
　　Among them, there was a fire spell that restrained the bone spear, an earth spell that restrained the bone hammer, a soul spell that broke the magic sound of the human skin drum…
　　“Boom！…
　　Finally, in a deafening explosion, two Mingluo Hall cultivators were instantly killed by the clone of the Wuji Immortal Venerable, and another three were severely injured.
Although the other three were not injured, the underworld soldiers in their hands and the spells they Cast were all broken by the clone of the Wuji Immortal Venerable.
　　But it was obvious that the clone of the Wuji Immortal Venerable, after breaking through this blow of the eight Mingluo Hall cultivators, was already at the end of its strength.
　　“Pfft！…
　　He, who was struggling to stand up, finally couldn’t help spitting out a mouthful of blood.
　　This scene made Zhao Linglong’s heart tighten.
　　Immediately, while continuing to pour true essence into the Zhanlong Tablet, she proposed to the clone of the Wuji Immortal Venerable：
　　“Old sir, how about you and I join forces to repel these Mingluo Hall cultivators first and then open this Zhanluo Tablet？”
　　Unexpectedly, this proposal was directly rejected by the old man—
　　“No！”
　　Immediately, while barely holding on to his severely injured body and once again circulating the true essence in his body to be ready to take action at any time, the old man said to Zhao Linglong without looking back：
　　“I have calculated that if we want to successfully bring back your little junior brother Xu Taiping, today is the only chance.”
　　After saying that, he no longer explained to Zhao Linglong. With a “whoosh” sound, his figure took the initiative to pounce towards the remaining cultivators of the Netherworld Luo Palace.
　　“Mister…”
　　“Bang,　bang,　bang！”
　　Zhao Linglong still wanted to say something, but was interrupted by the sudden knocking sound coming from inside the stone tablet.
　　Immediately afterwards, he, who was very surprised, heard a familiar voice from within the stone tablet —
　　“Is there anyone over there？”
　　“Is it Senior Sister Linglong over there？”