Chapter 202
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"Break its formation!" Zhen Xiaoxiao pointed at the top of the tower.
Without Bei Sansan's permission, no one could take out anything from the Black Tower. However, for some reason, Bei Sansan and Jiu Zimo didn't appear despite such a huge commotion.
Something was strange.
This thought only lingered in Zhen Xiaoxiao's mind for half a second before she threw it out of her mind.
Who cared if he came or not?
As long as there was a protective formation, it could be broken by force!
Before she finished speaking, countless yellow, green, and purple crocodiles stepped on each other's shoulders and heads, piling up layer by layer towards the Black Tower's protective formation. They bared their sharp teeth and gnawed crazily. Fifteen minutes later, the grey barrier that enveloped the Black Tower began to distort.
Having experienced six years of war, being corroded by countless beast fires, and with no one to repair it, the Black Tower's protective formation finally collapsed under the terrifying pressure of the beasts.
Crackle!
Amidst the shattering sounds of the formation, the last flame of struggle in the eyes of the flying dragon cultivators dimmed and extinguished.
At this stage, what was there to persist for?
They were abandoned, abandoned!
All the senior brothers and sisters at the peak of the Qi Condensation Tier hid themselves. Even the main faction's eldest senior brother Jiu Zimo and second senior brother Bei Sansan cowered in fear … They were all as shameless and cowardly as the Temple Head Elders who suddenly disappeared six years ago!
"Give me the surname Zhen!"
Facing the Black Tower that had lost its protective formation, Zhen Xiaoxiao raised the Beast Spirit Stone in her hand high.
This stone not only swallowed beasts, but also liked herbs, materials, and special treasures. As expected, before Zhen Xiaoxiao finished speaking, the windows on the seventh floor of the Black Tower exploded. Countless beast skins, fangs, venomous fangs, venomous sacs, blood essence, and feathers stored by generations of flying dragon cultivators all turned into whirlwinds and were sucked into the Beast Spirit Stone's stomach!
It was completely empty!
Above the sixth floor of the Black Tower had always been a forbidden area of the sect. Only a few core disciples and elders could climb it. But today, through the broken window edges, everyone could only see empty wooden shelves. It was even cleaner and more refreshing than when they were looted by thieves.
After going through the list in his mind for a moment, Zhen Xiaoxiao realized that there were a few more ingredients that could be used in the third pill recipe. He immediately felt a lot more at ease, and the smile on his face deepened.
Right at this moment, a furious scream suddenly came from the sky!
"Heiyaya!"
"Insolent demoness, how dare you destroy my Ancestral Formation and steal my resources! How much have you eaten today? If you don't spit it out twice as much, I, Bei Sansan, will not let this matter rest!"
As he stood guard for Eldest Senior Brother, Bei San's senses were sluggish. It was only when all the good things beneath the seventh floor of the Black Tower had disappeared into Zhen Xiaoxiao's Beast Spirit Stone that he sensed something and hurriedly rushed over with his sword in hand.
When he saw the countless crocodile demons occupying the waterway pavilion in the sect and the scene of Zhen Xiaoxiao standing on the head of the demon king, the little boy couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood!
What was going on? It was actually her?
He had once prophesied that this woman would come crying and hugging his thigh in three days. Today happened to be around three days later. She had come back, but all the disciples of the Flying Dragon Temple were crying miserably …
When he thought of this, Bei Sansan's eyes turned red.
"Wind Feather Strike!" he shouted.
No matter what, since things had come to this, the beasts' chaos had to be quelled, and the demoness had to be killed!
If things continued to develop like this, the sect would be destroyed. Eldest Senior Brother, who was fighting against his inner demon, would go berserk and endanger his life!
With a long shout, Bei Sansan pulled out a Wind Feather Sword from his back!
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