Cai Chang and Cai Cheng shouted at the same time: "Come again..."
At the same time, the corpse on the isolated island suddenly opened its eyes with a "swish".
Sitting cross-legged on the ground, Xiang Que raised his head and looked at the thick fog outside the island. When the Yellow River Valley forcibly opened the restriction, he immediately noticed it.
"The gate of life, the gate of death, the gate of sleep..." Xiang Que turned towards Fu Zhi and said in a calm and clear voice: "Open the eight gates again, we have to speed up."
Before, Xiang Que didn't absorb a lot of spiritual energy, just because he was afraid that what he did was too obvious, and people outside would notice this strangeness. Now that the Yellow River Valley has begun a strong attack, the fog above the entire island has begun to fluctuate violently, so this
If there is a situation where a large amount of spiritual energy gathers in the sea area, it will obviously avoid making the other party suspicious.
After a while, the spirit gathering array was fully opened, and the spiritual energy from outside the island began to flow into it, and both Xiang Que and Fu Shi frantically absorbed it.
The spiritual sea in Xiang Que's body was surging, and the spiritual energy in the spiritual sea was filling up at a speed visible to the naked eye. The branches and leaves of the Enlightenment tea tree only trembled slightly at first, but gradually, the swaying amplitude became larger.
It was as if he had grown a few inches taller in an instant.
The forcible opening of the ban on the Yellow River Valley suddenly caused the sea area to churn in the sky and on the ground, and the waves stirred up spray and continued to wash towards the shore.
The sky was overcast and the clouds were very low.
There was a vision in the sky.
There was a wind in the sea, and heavy rain suddenly poured down, soaking everyone in an instant.
Cai Chang and Cai Cheng used their methods one after another, and several huge golden handprints kept shooting towards the thick fog.
The remaining Qi Tian and Dao Realm disciples were assisting at the side. The combined strength of many people was almost comparable to a strong man who had transcended the tribulation stage.
Jiang Shanyue was still watching coldly, but her eyes became suspicious again. The spiritual energy in the vast sea fluctuated so much. In her opinion, it was not just because of the Yellow River Valley's breaking of the restriction, but maybe it was also the problem of the Qingshan Swordsman.
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Time gradually passed, and the Yellow River Palace's attacks never stopped. When their physical strength and spirit could not keep up, they would use elixirs as supplements to continuously restore the wasted energy.
In the middle of the night, the heavy rain continued, and the day passed in a miserable way.
In the distance on the sea, the images of the three ships began to become clearer. The ships from Huanghe Valley and Jiangtiandong arrived in this sea area after a day.
Grandma Xu floated out of the cabin. As soon as she came out, the raindrops were bounced away in front of her, forming a faint light curtain.
Grandma Xu's old appearance made her look as if she was in her twilight years, but as soon as she appeared, Cai Chang and Cai Cheng from the Yellow River Valley paused for a moment before taking action, then bowed and said, "Grandma, come here."
Already?"
Grandma Xu is a legendary figure in Jiangtian Cave. No one knows how old she is now and what her level of cultivation is, but she is the nanny of the two cave masters of Jiang Tiandong. From the time she took office to the current cave master, she is actually
It's all because of her
One hand pulled the big one, so in Jiangtian Cave, although Grandma Xu did not have any position or name, her status was surprisingly high. Even people who had heard of Grandma Xu in the outside world would respect her.
attitude.
Jiang Shanyue came to Grandma Xu and said softly: "The Yellow River Valley has been broken for a whole day, but I have not been able to open this restriction. I have been to this isolated island once. There was no restriction before. It must have been set down later."
"Then do you think I should take action if I come?" Grandma Xu asked calmly.
Jiang Shanyue paused, nodded and said: "You can do it. After all, due to the previous relationship with the Yellow River Valley, since we have encountered each other, we have to help out emotionally and rationally, but what should we do after the restriction is opened?
Take one step at a time and see what happens.”
Grandma Xu glanced at her, stretched out her hand to stroke Jiang Shanyue's head, and said softly: "You have grown up in your mind..."
As soon as Grandma Xu finished speaking, the tiger-headed crutch in her hand suddenly came out of her hand, and then was heavily nailed into the thick fog, as if a nail was driven into the thick fog.
The crutch trembled slightly, and the amplitude became larger and larger, finally opening a gap in the thick fog.
"Whoa, whoa?" A few eyes immediately followed the gap in the thick fog.
Far away, on the high mountain of the isolated island, a figure sat cross-legged.
Xiang Que looked over with cold eyes, his face expressionless.
The violent bombardment in the Yellow River Valley and Jiangtian Cave paused for a moment.
Cai Shang squinted his eyes, and his voice came slowly: "Surrounded from all sides, let me see what you can do to escape!"
Xiang Que suddenly raised his arm, smiled faintly, stretched out his hand and wiped it on his neck.
At the same time, the thick fog outside the island gradually gathered together.
Grandma Xu said softly: "Come soon, come again..."
In the isolated island, the majestic spiritual energy of heaven and earth surged crazily into Xiang Que and Fu Shi's bodies like two long dragons.
The spiritual sea is no longer rough and has become calm.
Xiang Que took a long breath, bit the tip of his tongue and spit out a mouthful of blood essence, then closed his eyes and began to perform the Shen Da Technique, asking God to come up to him.
Xiang Que shuddered violently, and when he opened his eyes again, his eyes suddenly changed a lot. This gaze slowly scanned the situation outside the island, and then "Xiang Que" frowned and said, "What are you doing?"
You are always causing trouble, one thing after another, can't you stop for a while?"
At the same time, the distant bitter cold land, Mount Douluo.
In one of the only two cities in Molu Mountain, there was a teahouse where Patriarch Huang Chengting was sitting. He was drinking tea. He instantly became stiff and motionless. After a long while, he slowly put down the cup.
Then the figure disappeared directly on the spot and appeared on Jianzhong Mountain the next moment.
There is a thatched cottage at the bottom of Jianzhong Mountain. Two old men are playing chess. Yu Qiuyang and Zhu Chungang are watching the game. They tilt their heads and have a disgusting feeling on their faces, as if they had eaten flies.
There was no way, the two people's chess game was so bad that Yu Qiuyang and Zhu Chungang couldn't bear to watch it, but these two old men still dragged them, as if they each dragged a military advisor, and they had to force them to do it.
Give some pointers.
The reason they couldn't refuse was that these two stinky chess players were both the previous ancestors of Gujingguan. Yu Qiuyang and Zhu Chungang were both their direct descendants. Could it be that the ancestors couldn't do what they said?
Huang Chengting walked leisurely towards the thatched cottage and said immediately: "Your trouble-loving disciple is causing trouble again..."