What flew out of the sleeves was not magic weapons, but a group of golden beetles with wings on their backs.
The insect swarm rushed towards the crack and gnawed out tiny holes on the light curtain. "Prairie Holy Insect!"
The old woman in Xinjiang's hand kicked the snake stick in the ground, and the emerald snake eyes embedded in the head of the stick shot out green light.
Whether the light column swept across, the golden beetles burst, but Master Xu smiled.
Straws of golden mist floated out of the bursting insect corpse, and the mist condensed into a reduced version of the spiritual trapping array map.
Ge Tianhao suddenly burst out and the bone knife on his waist slashed towards the crack.
The moment the blade touched the silver light, the deafening sound of chain breaking came from the depths of the crack.
The land under everyone's feet suddenly softened, countless pale arms broke out from the ground, grabbed the monk's ankles and dragged them to the ground.
In Kunwu Palace, the Arctic Yuanlight receded like a tide.
The silver-winged yaksha and silver-winged wings inserted into the gap of the hall pillar. Just as they were about to capture the "Mukui" card, the card suddenly burst out with green light.
The face of the tree demon woman appeared in the light. She opened her mouth and spit out a whisker and wrapped around Yasha's neck: "It's you who stole Qingxu Dan back then."
The blood pool in the underground palace was boiling, and where the blue flames of Chen Yun's Xutian Ding burned, half a mummy floated at the bottom of the pool.
The mummy was holding the "Mukui card fragment" in his left hand, but his right hand was holding the tail feather of the silver-winged yaksha.
The moment when the tripod rune resonated with the fragments, the entire underground palace began to sink - not collapse, but swallowed everyone into the abdomen like a giant beast opening its mouth.
The battlefield of Zizhu Forest suddenly changed, and the bodies of the beheaded monks stood up one after another, and blue fire ignited in their eyes.
The trapped demon nail sacrificed by Hua Tianqi penetrated into the corpse Tianling, but the nail head had a root and stabbed his palm. "It's the wood puppet technique!" Chen Yun swept across the three flames, and the three-colored fire waves forced the corpses back, but a familiar figure walked out of the flames - he was the elder of the Ye family who should have died long ago!
"Your friend Chen, how can you be safe?"
Elder Ye smiled kindly, but nine blood threads shot out from his hand. The bloodline penetrated the void and accurately penetrated the five clones of the old demon Qian who were casting spells.
As the old demon screamed, his clone melted like wax, and the gray fog was swallowed by the blood bracelet.
Deep in the abdomen of the mountain, the tree demon woman completely broke out of the ground.
Her lower body is full of squirming roots, but her upper body is beautiful and incomparable.
At the point where the jade finger is light, green buds grow from the beams and pillars of Kunwu Palace, and the Arctic Yuanguang is shattered by the vines.
The silver wings of the yaksha were broken. Seeing the "Mukui" card being swept away by the roots, I finally understood that this was the real array eye of the spirit trapped array. "Do you think the Qingxu Pill is a gift?"
The tree demon woman laughed so clearly, and her roots pierced into Yasha's chest, "That was a sacrifice left to Mu Kui!"
Yasha's last sight was that the basalt turtle transformed into an ugly woman was penetrated by the roots, and the blood-blooded curse pattern collapsed inch by inch in the green light.
The bottom floor of the underground palace is Chen Yun Xutian Ding upside down on the blood pool.
The blue flames in the cauldron blended with the blood in the pool, condensed into chains to tie Elder Ye.
The old demon's body was festering, revealing the dense roots inside his body - it was the clone of the tree demon! "What a Xutian Ding!"
The tree demon's body shouted angrily from the air, and the whole mountain trembled.
Chen Yun bit his tongue and spewed out his essence and blood. The runes that appeared on the cauldron body suddenly reorganized and turned into an ancient sacrificial text.
The sacrificial text is the blood sacrifice ceremony of the three thousand creatures required to refine the Mitian bracelet - and the head of the sacrifice is marked with "Mukui".
The mountain wind wrapped the ice crystals and swept across the top of Kunwu Mountain, blowing Xuan Qingzi's snow-white Taoist robe into a roar. A hundred feet behind him, the silver crack spreading across the world was spitting out the chaotic rays, and the fragments of space were floating in the halo like glazed fragments.
"It's been three thousand years. The old Taoist stared at the dark golden runes that were looming in the cracks.
The ancient seal scripts engraved with the words "Zhen" and "Feng" are dimming at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The restrictions that the twelve Mahayana predecessors poured with essence and blood in those days are ultimately no match for the years."
Before he finished speaking, waves of phoenix sounded from the sky.
Eighteen female cultivators of the Immortal Clan dressed in moon-white gauze came stepping on the clouds, and the woman in the green shirt flew over in a wide sleeve.
The nine soul-catching bells on the waist were automatically blew without wind, making a heart-pounding buzzing sound.
Xuan Qingzi's pupils shrank slightly. He clearly saw the bells with human faces bleeding from seven orifices.
It is the terrifying "Nine Sons Soul Chasing Curse" of the Huaxian Sect.
"Friend Mu's "Xuanyin Cai Nu's Art" has probably reached the eighth level."
"The old Taoist gently caresses the dust, and three wisps of green aura quietly penetrates into the earth's veins from his sleeves."
When he was falling from the Dragon Abyss, the fellow Taoist used three soul-chasing bells to kill the blood evil three elders, he did not have such an atmosphere.
Mrs. Mu nodded her head lightly at the clouds, and her hair suddenly turned into thousands of vines.
The wriggling branches intertwined in mid-air to form a throne, holding her slowly falling on the edge of the seal:
"Brother Xuan Qing remembers it clearly. I just don't know that Taiyi's "Zixiao Lei Dian" still has the power of the Lei Yuan Zhenren who broke all the magic with one sword?"
The snow on the top of the mountain suddenly exploded, and twelve green vines broke out from the ground.
The human face tumors grow on each vine, and the twisted faces are seventy-sixth-similar to Xuan Qingzi - it is the "human face curse" secretly passed down by the Immortal Sect.
The two disciples behind the old Taoist groaned, and the spiritual light of the body protection was eroded by the power of the curse to create cracks. Xuan Qingzi remained motionless.
The bronze ancient bell that appeared above his head scattered a few stars, isolating the demon vine three feet away.
"Ding—
When the bell rang, the entire Kunwu Mountain suddenly trembled.
The silver glow in the crack suddenly surged, illuminating ten miles apart like daytime.
In this dazzling light, blood-colored patterns appeared on the jade pendants on everyone's waists - this is a sign that the magic weapon sensed the demonic energy.
"It seems that fellow Taoist Mu must reappear the old thing back then. "Xuan Qingzi suddenly gathered his pressure, and the shadow of the ancient bell turned into a stream of light and penetrated into his eyebrows.
"But today's seal changes, I'm afraid it's not just you and me." "Brother Xuan Qing, why should you exaggerate?" Mrs. Mu raised her hand lightly, and the gold and silver shuttles flew out of her sleeves.
The surface of the silver shuttle is filled with dense spells of rebirth, while the golden shuttle is surrounded by disgusting poisonous miasma:
"This sun and moon shuttle is made of the Nine Netherworld Iron and the meteorites outside the sky, even in the chaos and turbulent flow."
"Boom!"
A black flag suddenly tore through the clouds, and the phantom of hundreds of ghosts on the surface of the banner dyed half of the sky ink.
Ge Tianhao of Yinluo Sect stepped on the bone dragon condensed by the corpse qi and fell from the sky, and the colorful clothes of the monk Tianlan were rushing in the cold wind. "It's so lively." Ge Tianhao's Yin Luo Banner shook gently, and twelve Nascent Soul Stage Corpse Puppets appeared and faintly appeared beside him.
"Mrs. Mu's Sun and Moon Shuttle is indeed magical, but I wonder if it can be faster than the Netherworld Escape Method?"
The cold light suddenly appeared in Mrs. Mu's eyes, and a soul-catching bell suddenly exploded on her waist.
The fragments of the bell turned into bloody butterflies and rushed towards the Yinluo Banner, and even the space was corrosive.
Ge Tianhao sneered, and a giant white bone hand poked out from the banner, crushing all the blood butterflies.
"Stop it for two!" Tianlan's Saint Lin Yinping suddenly spoke.
The five-stringed zither she was holding in her arms made a clear sound, and the sound of the zither passed by.
The riotous spiritual energy calmed down like a gentle stream, "Fellow Daoist Xu, it's time." The young man surnamed Xu, who was always silent, stepped forward slowly.
The moment he unbuttoned the spirit beast bag on his waist, the entire Kunwu Mountain suddenly grew wildly.
A peacock wearing colorful rays of light shines out and even the cracks in the space stagnates.
"Lingxi Peacock!"
Xuan Qingzi finally changed color, "It is rumored that this bird is a descendant of the ancient demon god, and the five-color divine light can stabilize the earth, fire, water and wind."
Before he finished speaking, the peacock raised his head and made a cry of breaking through the clouds and rocks.
The spell on the surface of the Gold, Silver Sun and Moon Shuttle suddenly dimmed, and the phantom of the hundred ghosts on the Yinluo Banner even let out a shrill wail.
The young man surnamed Xu bit his fingertips and drew a blood-colored demonic pattern between the peacock's forehead: "Open!
The five-colored divine light rolled back like the river of heaven, and it split a channel about a meter wide in the silver crack.
Ge Tianhao laughed and turned into black mist and escaped into it, with Tianlan and others following closely behind.
Mrs. Mu snorted coldly, and the sun and moon shuttles merged into one, carrying the disciples of the Huaxian Sect into gold and silver meteors and sank into the crack.
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Xuan Qingzi still stood there.
He reached out to catch a falling peacock feather, looked at the strange patterns flowing on the feathers, and suddenly showed a meaningful smile: "The wolf cubs who used their natal essence and blood to activate the ancient demon pattern Tianlan Grassland are willing to invest this time." The mountain wind was so rapid that the old Taoist's snow-white long beard was stained with scarlet red at some time.
At his feet, the snow corroded by the curse was seeping out of viscous black blood - this is not the snow on the top of the mountain, it is clearly the filthy blood soaked in the remains of the ancient demon!
At the same time, the deepest part of the seal.
The six demon-suppressing pillars engraved with Buddhist mantras were already covered with cracks, and the six-eyed blood dragon floating in the center suddenly opened its scarlet vertical pupils.
The Jiuyou Xuan Iron Chain wrapped around her body made a terrifying friction sound, and the dark red rust was actually countless tiny magic patterns swimming.
"Huh finally waited"
The hoarse whisper echoed in the void, and a black light suddenly burst out from the third eye between the blood dragon's forehead.
The nearest demon-suppressing pillar exploded and at the gap in the sealing array, two gold and silver shuttles and five-colored divine light were vaguely seen approaching.
The purple mist surging like a living thing, turning the seven-star array into a chaotic cage.
Chen Yun stood in the formation, his body was filled with golden light like the scorching sun breaking the clouds, the green bamboo bee cloud sword hanging above his head, and the arc of the sword body swams with the evil-proof thunder.
Three blood bats rushed out of the fog, their sharp teeth shining with a faint green poisonous light, but were cut into pieces the moment they touched the golden light.
"The seventh one.
Chen Yun flicked his fingertips, and the golden thunder was like a giant bee struck by a swimming snake.
The worm sizzled when it fell, corroding honeycomb-shaped holes on the ground.
His eyes swept through the seven pillars of light that were rising up the sky, and three of them were faintly visible in the purple mist - Nangong Wan's Ice Soul Divine Light and Silver Moon Blade, which must have broken two array eyes.
Tap your toes lightly, and your body is like a ghost rushing towards the fourth column of light.
The purple mist suddenly condensed into a giant python with a hundred feet, and the poisonous miasma swallowed and spitted between the fangs corroded the jade on the ground into a slurry.
Chen Yun snorted coldly, the green bamboo bee cloud sword divided into twelve sword shadows, the sword formation bloomed like a lotus, twisting the giant python into purple rain all over the sky.
"Break!"
The golden sword light hit the base of the light column, and the ancient seal "Greedy Wolf" engraved on it shattered.
The entire array trembled violently, and the purple curtain covering the sky tear opens a crack, and the sunlight pierces into the array like a golden arrow.
Chen Yun's pupils suddenly contracted - in the sunlight, dense blood-colored patterns appeared on the jade bricks on the ground, which were exactly the same as the spell on the demon chain.
During the breathing adjustment, Chen Yun took out the crystal monument obtained by Kunwu Mountain.
The palm-sized monument is covered with dark blue like a deep sea, and the convex inscriptions on the surface twist and wriggle in the sun, like living things.
When he injected his spiritual power into it, the body of the monument suddenly burst out with dazzling blue light, and the inscriptions swam out of the monument like tadpoles, and pieced together twelve demon gods totems in the air. "This is." Chen Yun's knowledge of the sea was shocked.
The six-eyed blood dragon phantom in the center roared towards the sky, and the demon pattern on his forehead was exactly the same as the ancient demon he saw in the sealed place.
The other eleven demons have three heads and six arms, or bone wings on the back. Although they have different shapes, the same blood-colored patterns are imprinted on the forehead.
Suddenly, strange pulsation came from the ground.
The blood-colored spell under the jade brick swells like blood vessels, dyeing the blue light of the crystal stele into a strange purple-red color.
Chen Yun suddenly looked up and found that the remaining three light columns began to rotate in reverse, and the same demon god totem as the crystal monument appeared on the surface of the cylinder!
"Not good!"
He waved his hand to recall the Qingzhu Fengyun Sword, but saw the remaining blood of the blood bat stained with the sword body corroding the sword spirit.
The originally clear sword sound became hoarse, and half of the twelve sword shadows were stained with black spots.
The rapid transmission of Yin Yue from a distance: "Brother Chen, these array eyes are traps! Every time they break, the seal will loosen!
The thousands of bronze mirrors that suppress the ancient demons exploded at the same time, and the yellow light column was broken like glass.
The chains entangled in giant objects broke in an inch, and the falling talisman spontaneously ignited in the air, turning into ashes and appeared ferocious demonic faces.
The third vertical eye of the six-eyed blood dragon was completely opened, and the blood-colored light column rushed straight into the sky, dyeing the clouds on the top of Kunwu Mountain into scarlet red.
"Crack--"
The immortal palace in the adjacent space collapsed.
The golden light in the eye sockets of eighty-one white jade suddenly turned into blood, and the beam of light shot towards the earth's veins turned into a viscous blood fountain.
The altar dedicated to the stone man cracked the spider-web-like patterns, and countless bone arms crawled out of it, and clamped up with rotten prayer flags.
Xuan Qingzi stood on the edge of the cliff, and the compass pointer in his hand rotated wildly.
He stared at the devil pattern fragments floating in the blood fountain and suddenly crushed the jade pendant on his waist: "Brother Qimiao, come quickly! This is not an ordinary ancient demon at all, but a demon from the outside world."
The words stopped abruptly.
The old Taoist's snow-white long beard suddenly stained with dark spots, and earthworm-like patterns raised under the skin - the "snow accumulated in the array is now eroding the Nascent Soul along the meridians!
In the formation, the shadow of the demon god in Chen Yun's sea of consciousness became clearer.
The vertical eyes of the six-eyed blood dragon suddenly shot out a bloody light, piercing the Yuanying in his dantian.
At this critical moment, the long-silent Brahma Saint True Demonic Technique was activated by itself, and the phantom of the three-headed and six-armed Dharma image appeared from behind.
"Boom!"
The blood light collided with the golden light in the Dantian, and Chen Yun spewed out a mouthful of black blood.
The blood fell to the ground and turned into a wriggling demon insect, and was struck into charcoal by the evil-proof divine thunder.
The inscription on the crystal stele suddenly broke out of control and penetrated into the acupoints around him like a swarm of locusts. "So that's it." Chen Yun wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth, and the cold light in his eyes surged.
These inscriptions are not words at all, but dismembered demon souls!
At this moment, the blue light wandering in his meridians was a ray of soul peeled off before the ancient demon was sealed. (This chapter ends)