Under the slightly thin Blood River Formation, five phantoms of Nascent Soul cultivators had a golden lotus suspended above their heads at some point. They were spinning around, and dense golden light strands were thrown from it, imprisoning it in place.
like a statue.
Not far away, Fairy Jin Xi had a solemn expression on her face, her hands and fingers were bouncing, and she quickly hit the golden lotuses around her with a series of spells.
With these phantoms contained, Wan Qihong and the other four Nascent Soul monks began to concentrate on besieging the bloody skeletons.
Except for Wan Qihong, the other three people had already taken over the various attacks of the bloody skeleton and tried their best to contain it, while Wan Qihong began to continuously attack the bloody skeleton.
At the same time, of the two bluestone statues that fought against Yan Sijing and other alchemy monks, only one cheetah stone statue remained, and the other giant bear stone statue had turned into a pile of rubble.
After going through some running-in, these pill-forming monks gradually formed a certain tacit understanding, and seemed to have discovered the secret to dealing with this stone statue. Although the cheetah stone statue was as tall as flying, it was facing the magic weapons of all the pill-forming monks.
After the attack, it was already scarred, and it was not far from being defeated.
Wan Qihong opened his mouth and spit out, a golden sword light shot out, and in a flash, nearly a hundred sword shadows appeared, overwhelming the sky and slashing towards the bloody skeleton.
The bloody skeleton hurriedly controlled the blood river to resist, and barely managed to take the blow, but the blood river was also defeated a lot and became thin again.
Wan Qihong's sleeves shook, and golden light flashed in front of him. A flying sword burning with golden flames appeared out of thin air. It spun around and then swelled up. In the blink of an eye, it turned into a five- to six-foot-long golden giant sword, slashing towards
Where the river of blood is thin.
The bloody skull opened its mouth, and a dazzling bloody light shot out, facing the golden flame flying sword.
At this moment, a sudden change occurred!
As the spiritual light flashed on the ground, a huge black magic circle emerged, covering everyone at once.
Immediately afterwards, everyone around them was unable to move, and magic weapons such as the Golden Flame Flying Sword were also suppressed by a huge force and could not move even half a minute.
Wan Qihong and others were shocked. Seeing the equally shocked bloody skeleton, they felt a little relieved.
A thick black light erupted from the magic circle, covering everyone including the bloody skeleton, and disappeared in a flash.
Yuan Ming's eyes flashed as he appeared in a bright space.
There are white clouds floating under the clear blue sky, and the ground is an endless stretch of green grassland. In the distance, you can vaguely see the continuous peaks of the mountains. The air is filled with a fresh and incomparable atmosphere, which is no different from the outside world.
A black light flashed on the ground near him, and a group of people appeared. It was Wan Qihong and others.
The bloody skeleton was also teleported here, with a look of great surprise in its blood-red eyes. After looking at Yuan Ming, he immediately shot towards the distance.
Countless blood mist gushes out from the skull, forming a blood cloud several acres in size. It flies hundreds of feet away in the blink of an eye, and then disappears at the end of the sky.
"Stop leaving!" Su Zimo shouted anxiously and started to chase after him.
"The situation in this place is unclear, so don't pursue the poor bandits!" Ancestor Lei Ming raised his hand to stop Su Zimo and said.
"Damn it, I'm about to take down that bloody skeleton and seize the treasures in the city lord's palace. Why are they suddenly teleported here?" Su Zimo was filled with resentment.
"I'm afraid I have to ask Yuan Ming about this, why are you here? Why did that bloody skeleton look at you specifically when it flew away just now?" Ancestor Lei Ming looked at Yuan Ming.
Everyone else also looked at Yuan Ming.
Yuan Ming's complexion changed slightly, and thoughts in his mind turned quickly, and he said: "I don't know, but all the seniors and colleagues went to the City Lord's Mansion to hunt for treasures. I was weak and didn't dare to go in, so I wandered around the city. For some reason, a black spell suddenly appeared under my feet.
After coming back to my senses, I arrived here."
"Really?" Ancestor Lei Ming's eyes flashed, obviously not agreeing with Yuan Ming's words, and he was about to ask.
"Eh! What is this?" Wan Qihong's figure appeared in front of Yuan Ming like a ghost, grabbing the void.
A strong suction force came, and the black key in Yuan Ming's hand shot out and towards Wan Qihong.
Yuan Ming was startled and subconsciously reached forward with his right hand. The white ring on his finger shot out a stream of white smoke and hit the void in front of the black key.
There was a soft sound of "chila", and the large area of air in front of the key was frozen, and the suction force Wan Qihong issued was frozen.
The black key continued to fly forward, hitting the white solid ice, making a loud clang, and then rebounded.
Yuan Ming stretched out his right hand and grabbed the black key back.
He was secretly happy. The cold air in the white ring was really amazing. Not only could it freeze the magic weapon, but it could also freeze tangible and intangible attacks such as suction.
The fight between Yuan Ming and Wan Qihong ended in the blink of an eye, but everyone present saw this scene with surprise on their faces and looked at the white ring endlessly.
Wan Qihong's expression darkened, and just as he was about to take action again, a golden light fell in front of Yuan Ming, forming a golden light curtain that separated him from Wan Qihong.
The figure of Fairy Jin Xi then appeared next to Yuan Ming, frowning and saying: "Fellow Taoist Wanqi, why did you seize Yuan Ming's things for no reason?"
Only then did the attention of other people present shift to the black key.
"This key is..." Dugu Feng, who was standing far away, flew over and stared at the black key, with suppressed excitement in his eyes.
The others saw Dugu Feng's expression in their eyes, and their hearts moved.
This black key seems to be very precious, both Wan Qihong and Dugu Feng want it.
Ancestor Lei Ming and Su Zimo's consciousness spread over and carefully explored the black ring.
There are no longer any restrictions in Yin Capital City here, and spiritual consciousness can spread freely.
"Fellow Daoist Jin Xi misunderstood. I just thought this key was strange and wanted to take it over to take a closer look." Wan Qihong glanced at Dugu Feng angrily and said.
Dugu Feng didn't care, and still stared at the black key.
When Yuan Ming saw this scene, he secretly regretted that he had not put away the black key in time. It was too late to hide it now.
There was a movement in his heart and he communicated with Xiying through his first soul.
"Xiying, do you know the origin of this black key?"
However, Xiying stood there with her head lowered and did not answer Yuan Ming's question. She seemed not to have heard his question.
Yuan Ming raised his eyebrows slightly but did not ask further questions.
"Really? But this key belongs to Fellow Daoist Yuan. Even if Fellow Daoist Wanqi wants to see it, he must obtain his consent. I don't want any other unpleasant things to happen." Fairy Jin Xi said, and finally gave it to Yuan Ming.
He winked.
Yuan Ming understood and put the black key away.
Wan Qihong's eyes flashed fiercely, and he was immediately suppressed by him. With a kind expression on his face, he asked: "Fellow Daoist Yuan, where did you get this black key?"
"I found it in an ordinary building in the city. I thought it was a bit strange, so I picked it up." Yuan Ming said half-truthfully.
"Since I got the key by accident, you probably don't care too much. This thing is very important to me. I wonder if you can sell the key to me? Whether it is purchased with spiritual stones, spiritual materials, or magic weapons, it can be exchanged.
." Wan Qihong said.
"I happen to need that key. If Yuan Xiaoyou wants to sell it, he must give me a cent." Dugu Feng also said.
"Fellow Daoist Dugu, do you really want to fight with me?" Wan Qihong's eyes flashed with a hint of coldness.
"If this key is obtained by Brother Wanqi, I will naturally not dare to dream about it. But if this key is obtained by fellow Taoist Yuan, I will naturally try my best to fight for it." Dugu Feng said with a smile.
Wan Qihong snorted coldly and ignored this person. He turned to Yuan Ming and said, "What do you think of my proposal just now, little friend Yuan?"
Yuan Ming had already considered this matter, and after a moment of pondering, he took out the black key and said: "Senior Wanqi said that I got this key by chance and it is of no great use. Since the two seniors want it, I will naturally keep it privately."
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He has gained a lot today. This black key may be important, but since Wan Qihong and others have intervened, even if he is willing to participate, he will probably not be able to get a good deal, so it is better to withdraw in time.
"Okay, what do you need, little friend? Spiritual stones? Magical weapons? Spiritual materials and elixirs? Just ask!" Wan Qihong said happily.
"The juniors are not short of spiritual stone elixirs at the moment. I just want to refine a yin-attribute magic weapon and have been looking for some Nine Netherworld Iron. If the two seniors have this magical iron, as long as the amount is not too small, I would like to
Offer this key with both hands." Yuan Ming said.
The Soul-Destroying Sword has been integrated into the Nine Netherworld Iron in the black gourd, and its power has greatly increased, and it can withstand the curse runes.
But this is far from enough. Yuan Ming's ambition goes beyond that. He wants to collect more Nine Nether Irons, burn the other two runes on them, and forge a divine sword that is so powerful that it reaches heaven and earth.
Wan Qihong's smile froze after hearing this.
He naturally knew that this rare top-level Yin attribute spiritual material had incredible powers and was very rare.
Although Nine Netherworld Iron is rare, Changchun Temple has dominated the Central Plains for tens of thousands of years and has collected some. Wan Qihong has seen a few pieces with his own eyes, but he does not have them on his body.
"Hahaha, what a coincidence. I happen to have a piece of Nine Netherworld Iron on me, which is quite heavy." Dugu Feng laughed and took out a fist-sized piece of black ore.