"Fellow Taoist Mojiu, please allow me to handle the matter for you. The three of you can deal with the young man named Yan first and must seize the Xutian Cauldron." The old woman showed dissatisfaction, but she still nodded slightly and said.
"Okay, let's act according to this plan." Seeing this, Master Hanli immediately nodded in agreement without hesitation. He flipped one hand over, and a light blue array disk suddenly appeared in his hand. At the same time, he quickly moved his other hand. Pinch the magic formula.
"Oops, he wants to activate the restriction, stop him quickly!" After seeing Master Hanli's actions, the gray-robed monk's face suddenly changed and he shouted loudly. Then he waved his arm and a ball of emerald green light rushed out. , and actually sacrificed the wooden fish in his hand.
Immediately afterwards, he activated the magic formula, and a long and crisp sound of "bang" came from the wooden fish!
This sound is like an echo in an empty valley, or like chanting in a temple. After hearing it, one can't help but feel in a trance, as if the soul is about to leave the body.
However, everyone present was a person with advanced cultivation, especially the old woman. She had regained her clarity before the wooden fish made the second sound. She let out a cold snort, pointed the crutch in her hand at the wooden fish, and a huge dark yellow streak appeared. The sword energy shot out instantly.
Seeing this, the gray-robed monk quickly stopped urging the Sanskrit to attack the enemy, and poured all his magic power into the wooden fish. The magic weapon kept spinning in the air, gradually increasing in size to about ten feet, and facing the sword light like a boulder, a violent burst of sound suddenly sounded. There was an explosion, and Muyu and Jianguang got into a fierce fight.
But at this time, the magic formula in Master Hanli's hand did not stop, and the formation disk in his hand even began to emit a dazzling light.
Yan Yun let out a breath and thought to himself.
He had no intention of letting Master Hanli activate the magic circle smoothly. Instead, he raised one hand, and his five fingers popped out continuously. More than ten green sword energy shot out from his fingertips in an instant, and went straight to the formation plate. Master Hanli pointed.
Yan Yun's Qingyuan Sword Qi turned into more than a dozen cyan streams of light. Before it flew halfway, it was intercepted by several other white sword Qi and two black rays of light, intertwining brilliant auras in the air.
The people who took action were Bai Mengxin and the middle-aged man in blue shirt.
In the blink of an eye, the sword energy was chopped into pieces almost instantly. Yan Yun frowned slightly, but he was not in a hurry to stop Master Hanli from casting his spell. He just flicked his sleeves and robes, and dozens of golden flying swords were like swimming fish. He jumped out, turning into a golden light curtain covering his whole body, and then stared at Master Hanli's every move with cold eyes.
A loud "rumbling" sound suddenly came from under his feet. Yan Yun was stunned for a moment, but then his whole body flashed with aura, and his figure soared into the sky from the light pillar.
However, at this time, the purple light pillar below disappeared out of thin air, and was replaced by a circular pattern showing a shining trajectory of golden light.
Yan Yun felt a powerful attraction suddenly emerge from under his body, making his body feel as heavy as a mountain and he suddenly fell downwards. At the same time, the light in the environment around him began to flicker, and mysterious spiritual waves fluctuated one after another.
Before he could cast the spell, the surrounding scenery changed drastically. He found himself in a void filled with wind and snow.
Countless snowflakes fell from the sky, and the ground was a crystal clear scene. It turned out to be a land of glaciers.
"It turns out to be an illusion! It's a bit interesting!"
As soon as Yan Yun's feet touched the ground, he couldn't help but chuckle, but there was no smile on his face at all.
At this moment, the restraining force on his body became more intense. If it weren't for the fact that he had practiced Mingwang Jue, his body would really not be able to withstand this kind of pressure. However, compared with the gravity of the Golden Magnetic Spirit Wood, it is obviously still incomparable.
Thinking of this, Yan Yun immediately thought. After the golden sword light in front of him quickly circled in a circle, the gravity on his body was instantly cut off, and everything returned to normal.
His figure was enveloped in a ball of dazzling golden light, rising slowly.
Yan Yun looked around at the moment, his eyes narrowed slightly, with blue light flashing in his eyes.
There was a vast white scene everywhere, and all other people's figures disappeared without a trace. It seemed to be an endless place, and he was the only human being left.
He looked up at the sky and saw huge snowflakes falling from the sky that seemed to never end.
Suddenly, the blue light in his eyes shone brightly, and then he let out a low cry. The golden light swirling around him instantly shot out more than a dozen rays of light, aiming directly at a seemingly empty place high in the sky. location.
A series of explosions came from the void, and then golden light and white light alternated and flashed there, and finally a dozen small and exquisite flying swords appeared.
These flying swords were only a few inches long, but each one was crystal clear. They had used the cover of wind and snow to attack Yan Yun silently.
However, Yan Yun had already noticed this, and he swayed his sword light casually, easily deciphering the whereabouts of these flying swords.
"Hey!" An exclamation came from nowhere. The voice came from Bai Mengxin, but her tone was full of surprise.
However, those dozen flying swords disappeared in a flash and disappeared without a trace in the wind and snow.
Yan Yun raised his brows and formed seals with his hands without hesitation. Suddenly, the golden light all over his body trembled violently, and he shot out more than a dozen small golden swords. Each one was filled with bright golden light and a chilling air!
After these small swords hovered in the air for a moment, this time they suddenly dispersed and rushed in all directions. As a result, there was another deafening roar. The dozens of crystal clear flying swords were accurately struck by each golden sword. Unmistakably chopped into pieces.
Then, under the urging of Yan Yun's spell, the two flying swords made a sharp buzzing sound at the same time, and the golden light and crystal light intertwined, starting a fierce battle.
When Yan Yun saw the scene in front of him, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and a strange curse blurted out.
A dull groan came from somewhere in the wind and snow, and a ball of white light exploded dozens of feet away, revealing a woman in white. She held her head tightly with her hands, her face There was a painful expression on his face.
This woman is none other than Bai Mengxin who was hit by Yan Yun’s secret technique of “Lost God Thorn”!
The woman's mind was in a state of confusion. The many flying swords that were originally fighting with Yan Yun's flying swords showed a slightly dim color unconsciously, and their swordsmanship power was greatly reduced.
Seeing this situation, Yan Yun quickly used his sword skills, causing hundreds of purple thunder wood swords to bloom with golden light at the same time, and they fought around the flying swords that gradually slowed down in front of him.
The sound of "crackling" was endless, and among the dozens of flying swords, almost half of them were sharply cut into two pieces by the golden flying sword.
The few surviving flying swords also lost their light in an instant and kept wailing, obviously having suffered heavy damage.
The woman in white shirt, who had just come to her senses from the illusion of the magic circle, was shocked when she saw that her magic weapon was seriously injured. She spat out several mouthfuls of blood in concern. However, at this time, she had no time to take care of her own injuries and hurriedly activated the magic weapon. Sword Jue, trying to take back the remaining flying swords. If all these flying swords were allowed to be destroyed, the consequences would be disastrous.
However, Yan Yun had already taken action first, so he could not allow this woman to take back her flying sword easily.
He quickly raised his right hand and pointed lightly towards the flying swords in the distance. In an instant, all the purple thunder wood swords followed closely the remaining flying swords and started a fierce battle. At the same time, the speed of those flying swords that lost their opponents was even more astonishing. Several In the blink of an eye, they strangely circled in front of these flying swords, and immediately formed a front-to-back attack. The sword energy roared, trapping these flying swords in a difficult situation.
When Yan Yun activated the sword technique again and decided to use the fierce power of the flying sword to completely cut off the woman's magic weapon, an angry shout suddenly sounded above her head.
"How dare you!"
Immediately afterwards, two jet-black flashes of light pierced the sky, and two black ink dragons covered with scales jumped out from where the snowflakes were flying. Each one was seven or eight feet long, and their faces were ferocious and ferocious.
Yan Yun's face was calm, as if he had anticipated such an attack. He continued to use the sword technique while waving his hand to hold out a book with a glowing red light.
Then, shrouded in spiritual light, the treasure unfolded instantly.
A crisp chirping sound came from the scroll, and hundreds of gold and silver ancient characters flew out from it. As soon as these ancient characters appeared, they surged in the wind, and then turned into countless light groups and went straight towards the two ink dragons.
The two dragons showed no sign of weakness, black light erupted continuously from their mouths, and one of them suddenly plunged into the ancient writings.
The sound of explosions continued, and the gold and silver rays of light exploded on the dragon's body. Not only did it shatter the black clouds around the dragon's body, it even caused the two black dragons to roll several times in a row. The power released by these gold and silver runes is extremely powerful.
The two ink dragons seemed unable to withstand such an impact. After letting out a low roar, they began to show their true forms. They turned out to be two black short swords.
Yan Yun was secretly happy when he saw this, and immediately increased the mana input into the scroll to three points.
The red scroll suddenly shook, and more ancient characters poured out, covering the entire large space above the head, and then quickly flew past.
The black light flashed, and the middle-aged man in a green shirt appeared with a gloomy face in the circle composed of many runes. However, he waved his arm without hesitation and recalled the two black short swords in his hand. Then he turned his palm over, and a small cyan flag suddenly appeared in his hand.
The flag was only a few inches wide, but as it was being waved, its symbols and symbols could be seen rolling over and over. Suddenly, strong winds and huge waves emerged, and the middle-aged man in green clothes disappeared.
Those ancient words seemed to be in vain, and Yan Yun looked at the scene in front of him in surprise.
On the other side, Yan Yun also failed to gain an advantage. This is because Bai Mengxin gritted her teeth decisively and suddenly released a flawless white bronze mirror.
This mirror was aimed at the golden light transformed by Yan Yun Feijian, and it was just a glance.
Immediately, a pure white beam of light erupted from the mirror. The flying swords were illuminated by this beam of light before they could defend themselves. In an instant, layers of ice spread on the swords, so that Most of the flying swords were transformed into masses of ice, frozen inside.
The few remaining ice swords also seized the opportunity and fled back, flickering for a moment before being absorbed into her body.
Yan Yun's eyes turned here. Seeing this, he smiled coldly and immediately pointed at the enemy in the distance several times.
A huge thunderous sound suddenly sounded on the golden sword, and slender arcs of electricity loomed on the sword. The solid black ice gradually shattered in front of the majesty of the evil-warming divine thunder, and the flying sword regained its freedom at this moment.
Bai Mengxin's face changed drastically, and she immediately adjusted the direction of the small mirror in her hand, and it was pointed at Yan Yun.
However, there was a loud rumbling sound behind Yan Yun, and a pair of silver wings appeared. With a slight shake, the whole person disappeared in the silver light.
Bai Mengxin was stunned, but at almost the same moment, a gust of wind blew by her side. An arm suddenly stretched out from the wind and quickly pulled her into it. Then the gust of wind disappeared without a trace, and the figure of this person It also disappeared without a trace.
At the next moment, a silver arc flashed past, and Yan Yun's figure reappeared where Bai Mengxin had been standing.
He stared at the empty nothingness, a ferocious aura appeared on his face, and the light flashed in his blue pupils.
Suddenly, with a backhand wave, a black light spurted out from the cuff, and then quickly disappeared without a trace.
In the depths of the void dozens of feet away, dark light shone instantly, and after a low groan, a broken arm slid down strangely.
Then a cyan figure staggered out, it was the middle-aged man wearing a green shirt from before.
This middle-aged man was exceptionally tenacious. Although he lost one arm, he quickly grabbed the broken limb with his other arm, then swayed and disappeared quietly in a whirlwind. .
A chill flashed in Yan Yun's eyes, but he did not activate the black light to pursue him. Instead, he raised his hand to strike.
The black light quickly disappeared from the same place as if it teleported. However, the next moment in front of Yan Yun seemed to go back in time and appeared directly in front of Yan Yun's eyes. It turned out to be that short blade less than a few inches long. The eerie black light flowing through it was the magic marrow blade that was once used by the puppet.
Then Yan Yun's body was suspended in the wind and snow, and his eyes looked around expressionlessly. The blue light in his pupils kept flashing, as if he was searching for something.
Out of the misty sight, at the other corner of the circle, the middle-aged man in blue shirt was hurriedly pressing the broken arm back to the wound.
Then a few word-for-word spells were quickly attached. After the white light flashed, the broken arm was successfully connected again.
"What a mysterious magic weapon. It seems that Junior Sister Mengyao is not exaggerating. This monk named Yan's magical power is indeed amazing. Junior Sister Mengxin, are you safe and sound?"
Seeing that the wound on the broken arm was no longer bleeding, the middle-aged man in blue breathed a sigh of relief and turned to look at Bai Mengxin aside, with a trace of concern on his face. (End of chapter)