"I can't completely believe this news, but it was told to me by Old Monster Feng through a flying sword. You should know that Old Monster Feng and Old Ghost Xiang have always maintained a close relationship, so they both have each other." When Kunwu Mountain appeared this time, Xiang Laogui happened to be nearby and went to check the situation. ”
"However, not long after he entered, his Soul Bead became dim. Either he was seriously injured, or he was trapped in some kind of restriction. No matter what the situation was, it would be a huge dilemma for Old Ghost Xiang."
The old man in gray robe said coldly:
"Old Monster Feng is also facing a major crisis at this moment and cannot come to rescue immediately, so he sent a letter asking us to go and investigate. At the same time, he promised that after the incident is completed, he will give us two blood pills as compensation."
"Blood Qi Pill? Monster Feng is so generous this time! With this pill, our lifespan can be extended for several decades. But how does Monster Feng know that Ghost Xiang has entered Kunwu Mountain?"
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The man in the ice wall asked cautiously.
"This old ghost has always been cunning and scheming. He must reserve a way out for himself before he takes the risk. Before he stepped into the seal, he had already used the flying sword to send a message to Old Monster Feng in advance. Now it seems that he This move is indeed far-sighted, at least someone else has come to rescue him now.”
The old man persuaded: "Do you, fellow Taoist Bai, want to go with you to find out? If we refine this blood pill by ourselves, I'm afraid it will take a lot of time and energy."
The man in the ice wall was deep in thought and did not respond immediately.
I don’t know how much time passed before he slowly sent a message and replied:
"That's all, just go and leave. Bai has no intention of participating in this matter."
"Isn't it possible that even the Blood Qi Pill can't attract you?"
The answer from the man in the wall obviously surprised the old man in gray robe.
"I am indeed eager to get the Blood Qi Pill, but I am more worried that something unexpected will happen during this trip." The man responded indifferently.
"What do you mean by that? Even if the monster really breaks free, how can we be afraid of it if we join forces." The old man sneered.
"It's not about fear! Even if it was powerful in the past, after thousands of years of suppression, coupled with the drastic changes in the vitality of heaven and earth, its magical power may not be much better than mine now. It is far less than during the ancient wars. If it is strong enough and willing to take risks, It is not impossible to use the magical powers of the Void Refining Stage in the human world.”
"Then why don't you want to go with us?" The old man frowned, becoming more and more confused.
"If I hadn't taken a fire essence date three years ago, I might have gone with you on this trip. However, now I am using this spiritual object to forcefully break through the bottleneck of the technique. Although the hope is slim, I don't want to lose the big for the small." This is how the man responded.
"Fire essence jujube? You actually obtained this spiritual object. Could it be that you...actually ate it raw?" The expression of the old man in gray robe suddenly changed.
"Indeed, only by adopting this method can the fire-attribute spiritual power contained in the red dates be brought into full play." The man responded in a smooth tone.
"You actually decided to do this! Have you forgotten that the violent fire power contained in unrefined fire dates is enough to induce the burning of mana in your body without authorization? As for the risks involved, didn't we already know this at the party? Have we discussed it in depth?" The old man said seriously with his eyes flashing sharply.
"You don't need to remind me, I know the dangers. However, if I don't give it a try, will I have to spend the rest of my life in this cold stone wall?"
The man surnamed Bai said in a mocking tone: "Maybe like Old Ghost Xiang and Old Monster Feng, although they have powerful magical powers, they can only pretend to be clowns among low-level monks because they are worried that their essence will be lost during the casting process. During this period, I was always worried that my life would be threatened if I overused my magic power!”
"Brother Bai's views may be too extreme."
The old man in gray robe waved his hand and said calmly: "The reason why the two of them chose to act like this is to find the counter-spiritual passage used by the monks in the spiritual world when they went down to the lower realm. Through this passage, they can directly ascend to the spiritual realm without reaching the late stage of divine transformation. Spiritual world.”
"After all, according to common sense, monks in the upper world can suppress mana and force it to come to our human world. Then we monks in the human world should also be able to use this channel to use secret techniques to temporarily increase our mana and enter the spiritual world."
"Since the great changes in the vitality of heaven and earth, the counter-spiritual passage has attracted countless comrades in the transformation stage to explore. Not only the entire Jin Dynasty, but even half of the human world has been turned upside down. If it could be found, I am afraid it would have been long ago Something was discovered.”
The man in the ice wall was skeptical.
"Maybe so, but no matter what, this is always a glimmer of hope for us to ascend to the spiritual world. It is always better than sitting still and waiting for death."
The old man in gray robe seemed to agree with the man's point of view, with a look of helplessness on his face.
"Compared with the counter-spiritual passage, it is more realistic and feasible to advance to the late stage of divine transformation steadily and steadily, and then ascend to the upper world on your own."
Speaking of this, the man became excited again:
"If it hadn't been for the trouble caused by the ancient demon world, the vitality of our human world had become so thin. With our qualifications, how could we all stay in the early stage and be unable to make any progress."
"No matter how Brother Bai sighs, the fact is that the number of ancient cultivators who have ascended to the spirit world has dropped sharply. In recent years, the situation has become even more serious. No cultivator has successfully ascended in a thousand years. Therefore, even though Old Monster Feng and others know that there is little hope, they still Put your expectations on the channel of counter-spirit.”
The old man in gray robe also felt helpless.
"They have their strategies, and I have my own way of practice. Well, our topic ends here. Now you understand what I mean, either reject Old Monster Feng directly, or try it yourself."
"I need to practice in seclusion, so I won't send you away. Also, in the future, I will ask my disciples to close this valley. Unless the fire essence dates are completely refined, no one will be received again. Please tell those old guys this thing.”
The man in the ice wall didn't seem to want to say more. After saying these few words, he issued an order to expel the guest.
Suddenly, there was silence in the ice wall.
The old man in gray had a gloomy face. After hesitating in front of the ice wall for a long time, he stamped his feet resolutely:
"For these two extremely precious blood pills, I have no choice but to take a chance. With the extension of my life span of more than a hundred years, it is enough to compensate for the loss of essence in this operation."
After the old man said these words to himself, his whole body flashed with green light, turning into a galloping giant and disappearing into the valley in an instant.
In front of the palace on the eighth floor of the Demon Suppression Tower in Kunwu Mountain, Yan Yun made expressionless gestures with his hands, and more than a dozen flying swords in the air made a buzzing resonance.
Then it quickly condensed into a huge sword blade several feet long. Golden light flashed past and slashed downwards.
After a deafening loud noise of "Boom", wherever the giant sword passed, a stone man as white as jade instantly turned into powder.
Yan Yun's eyes paused for a moment on the remains of the stone figures, but the fragments did not condense into their original shape again.
Yan Yun nodded slightly, stretched out his hand, and the giant sword returned quickly like an arrow from the string.
This was the fourth stone puppet he had successfully destroyed.
These stone puppets located in the large formation seem to have immortal bodies with the cooperation of the magic formation. However, when the number of times it is destroyed accumulates to a certain extent, it will eventually become irreparable.
However, this is only when many monks in the late Nascent Soul stage continue to attack. If there are only two monks here, even if all the mana is exhausted, it will be difficult to destroy all the stone puppets.
And what kind of material are the golden blades in the hands of these stone puppets made of? Not only are they extremely sharp, but each one also contains magical powers to destroy demons.
Yan Yun once witnessed with his own eyes that the sword energy released from these golden blades made several monks who practiced magic skills not dare to let them get close.
Otherwise, their body-protecting demonic energy will be penetrated directly and they will not be able to withstand it for a moment.
As for the monks who try to enter the formation directly, the stone puppets on the altar will give up attacking the outside world at the same time, and instead gather countless sword energy to jointly attack a certain monk in the formation according to the extremely mysterious trajectory.
In this way, it is difficult for anyone to resist such a continuous and powerful attack, and it is worth noting that this magic circle is a restriction that integrates multiple functions.
Once you get involved, you can't get out easily. The monks here are not ordinary people, and they naturally understand the mystery behind it.
Therefore, everyone had a tacit understanding that no one acted rashly first, but just concentrated on attacking the stone puppets around them.
After all the puppets are destroyed, it will undoubtedly become easier and more effective to crack the formation.
After Yan Yun successfully defeated the puppet in front of him, he did not immediately launch a new attack. Instead, he frowned and looked around, finding that there were only a few moveable puppets left on the altar. It was obvious that the formation was about to be broken.
Just as he was thinking secretly in his heart, Yin Yue in his mind let out a sweet cry without warning, followed by waves of low moans, as if he was suffering from great pain.
This sudden change made Yan Yun wary, and he hurriedly used his spiritual consciousness to ask:
"What happened, Silver Moon? Do you feel any discomfort?"
There was a hint of concern in Yan Yun's tone.
"It doesn't matter...something in the palace seems to have awakened, giving me a very special feeling, as if it is familiar and important, no...the pain in my head is unbearable..."
Yinyue managed to answer a few words, and then she couldn't bear the pain and fell into moaning again.
Suddenly, a shocking spiritual energy shot up from inside the palace, followed by a violent explosion.
A beam of yellow light broke through the roof, and then turned into a huge yellow palm, rushing towards the Eight Spirit Rulers crazily.
This scene made the monks who were fighting to break the formation outside the palace all extremely surprised. Some of them even shouted loudly in shock.
At this moment, a charming and ecstatic laughter came from the palace. Immediately afterwards, the space around the Eight Spirit Rulers suddenly fluctuated violently, and a figure with messy hair appeared inexplicably.
As soon as this person revealed his figure, he immediately opened his mouth, and a light as thick as an arm spurted out from his mouth, flashing like lightning, and the big yellow hand was easily penetrated by this light.
Immediately afterwards, a painful scream sounded, the power in the big hand quickly disappeared, and then a figure surrounded by yellow light appeared, retreating back in panic.
The man with messy hair let out a contemptuous laugh and flashed past like a ghost. He actually crossed ten feet away at extremely fast speed and caught up with the escaping man in an instant.
The monk in the yellow light was shocked, opened his mouth and spit out a bloody arrow.
This attack made of essence and blood was extremely fast, but the man with messy hair just shook his head slightly, and the blood arrow passed through his body like a ghost.
The man with messy hair only raised one arm.
A scream of pain immediately came from the mouth of the monk in the yellow light. Then he used an unknown secret technique and suddenly turned into a yellow glow splashing everywhere, and then re-condensed into a human figure at the other end in the distance.
But at this moment, his face was as pale as paper, his body was stained with blood, and there were several deep claw marks on his chest. One of his arms was missing, and he was as miserable as a bereaved dog.
"Uncle Seven!"
Outside the magic circle, a monk from the Ye family dressed in a Taoist nun's attire exclaimed in disbelief when he saw this person's face.
This seriously injured man with a broken arm turned out to be the most senior big-headed weirdo in the Ye family.
At this moment, several Ye family monks were extremely shocked.
The white-robed Confucian scholar's expression also changed dramatically.
Yan Yun stared at the man with messy hair, but after observing carefully for a moment, he felt shocked.
This man was wearing a blue robe, and his attire clearly belonged to that of a cultivator of the Poison Saint Sect. Although his hair obscured his face and his true face could not be seen clearly, judging from his figure, he seemed to be Hua Tianqi, the great elder of the Poison Saint Sect.
However, he definitely heard it right. The voice coming out of this mouth was indeed that of a young woman.
Obviously, this person has been taken away by others.
The other monks also noticed something strange, and looked at this mysterious man with messy hair with doubtful eyes.
This person was actually able to force a monk in the late Nascent Soul stage into such a situation. Could it be that he was really a monk in the Divine Transformation stage?
This thought flashed through everyone's minds, and everyone felt their hearts tighten!
When the mysterious man saw that the big-headed monster had managed to escape, he sneered and did not continue to chase. Instead, he turned to glance at the people outside the circle.
This man's eyes were as cold as frost, as if they were sharp knives. Everyone under his gaze felt heavy pressure, and their expressions changed slightly.
The elderly Taoist nun from the Ye family and the beautiful woman from the Huaxian Sect were the weakest in cultivation. They even swayed and had to take two steps back to regain their footing.
"Hey! You are..."
The mysterious man let out a feminine sound, and his eyes suddenly turned back to Yan Yun, no longer moving. (End of chapter)