He was full of murderous intent and a little anxious, as if he was doing something particularly urgent.
A few people nearby took action without saying anything.
One person rushed towards the disaster monk who was retreating and wanted to get out of the flame cloud layer. His expression was as indifferent as if he was looking at chickens, ducks, fish and insects. He opened his palms, and the power of the fairy spirit gathered in the palm of his hand, and suddenly formed a mysterious rune, with a strange suction force.
, appeared out of thin air and accurately pinned the fleeing monk in place.
A simple stone sword floated up behind a person. When the hilt was held, wisps of black flame patterns suddenly bloomed. With a bang, the entire sword turned into a black torch, and the raging flames submerged the sword body.
, the terrifying high temperature distorted everything, even the fiery red flame cloud derived from the nearby Flame Dragon Pond was dyed with black fire, and a large area was burned out in a few puffs.
The other person slowly cast his gaze towards the Yanlong Pond.
All this seems slow, but is actually very fast.
After a few breaths, Monk Disaster, who was the first to be immobilized by the mysterious runes, only lasted a few breaths. The golden body of Cihang, which had been blessed by the two uncles, burst into pieces, and a large number of golden fragments peeled off, like a luxurious piece of jewelry.
The golden artwork was destroyed, and Monk Disaster let out a miserable wail, because his flesh and blood was also bursting apart, and a large amount of blood hung in the air, connected like a bunch of blood-red earthworms, slowly flying towards the caster.
Known as the reincarnation of an immortal, the most valued Buddhist disciple of Leiyin Temple in Xihuang was easily subdued by a rune and was about to die on the spot.
Suddenly, outside the Dragon Flame Pond, several beams of golden light broke through the already very thin flame cloud, approached the edge of the Flame Dragon Pond in the blink of an eye, and landed among a few people.
Boom boom boom boom...
After a violent explosion, a wall of ice suddenly appeared among the chaotic and misty flame clouds.
However, the disaster was carried by his uncle Du Ku, and he fled for his life.
Behind him, Du Nan sat cross-legged on the ground, and blasted out one palm after another towards the Flame Dragon Pond, creating a huge explosion. But with each palm blast of Du Nan, the aura on his body would suddenly drop by one level, until
At the end of the tenth palm, Du Yan sat down on the spot, and his palms still kept pushing forward.
Fairy Hongyu looked away, and the ice soul that was originally wrapped around her wandered back, quickly creating walls of extremely solid ice.
"Sinners, die."
There was a deep shout and he approached quickly from behind.
Hongyu and Duku's expressions changed. They turned around and saw that the ice wall created by Bingpo was easily broken into pieces like a paper lake. A man with mysterious runes flashing around his body sneered and chased after them.
The man locked his eyes on the three people, paused slightly on the ice soul, and his sneer suddenly turned into a ferocious look. Swish, swish, swish, all the runes gathered together to form a rune shield, and a huge energy sphere squeezed out from the shield.
It staggered and slowly flew towards the three of them.
The next moment, a milky white sphere appeared above the heads of the three people.
Among the few people, only the disaster that was being carried was discovered. Fairy Hongyu and Du Ku were still running for their lives, unaware of the crisis above them.
Chi——
Slight corrosion sound, like bubbles disappearing.
...
"killed?"
"nature."
"There's another one in the pool."
"Wait a minute, just catch him and kill him."
"It doesn't have to be like this. Let him be buried at the bottom of the pool and be destroyed together with the Yanlong Pool."
In a few words, the man who was looking at the bottom of the pool smiled inadvertently, and put down the last formation stone in his hand. In an instant, a dense formation surged up.
The black flame stone swordsman walked into the formation.
The mysterious rune-coiler walked into the formation.
Those who set up the formation opened a golden bamboo slip and stepped in with a loud voice.
"The formation is complete!"
puff,
A soft sound.
Extremely harsh.
The person setting up the formation, holding the golden bamboo slips in his hand, looked stiff, and he and the two people around him stared blankly at the formation that had just surged up and suddenly collapsed.
Lost his voice for a moment.
"That's not right." The formation organizer shouted, pointing at a formation stone.
The other two people looked at each other, their faces changed.
I saw a sparkling mini three-dimensional square array. It happened to wrap up the formation stone and isolate the wisps of light emanating from the formation stone, resulting in the complete construction of the formation.
"Immortal formation!?"
The organizers reacted immediately.
But besides him, who else can set up the immortal formation here?
Well, everyone's eyes turned to Yanlong Pond again.
Under the pool, a pair of eyes were looking at a few people indifferently.
The three of them felt as if they were electrocuted. The look in their eyes was exactly the same as they looked at others before.
"rampant."
"act recklessly."
"snort."
The three of them were offended for the first time.
"Flaming Wolf!" The one holding the black flame stone sword took the lead in launching the attack.
The black flames that shattered everything turned into a lifelike, exquisite and gorgeous black wolf, roaring and crashing into the Flame Dragon Pond.
There was a muffled sound in winter.
The Yanlang was blocked by a transparent light shield and then bounced back.
boom!
The Talisman Shield stood in front of him, blocking the backfired Flame Wolf.
As the heat wave hit, the person setting up the formation stared at the film covering the Long Yan Pond, his eyes flashing with disbelief.
"As descendants of immortals, is this all you can do?"
A voice reached the ears of three people.
The black flame stone swordsman looked embarrassed, took a deep breath, and took out a small knife.
As soon as the knife appeared, it turned into a phantom of the lake, instantly cut through the membrane covering the Flame Dragon Pond, dived into the water, and stabbed the person at the bottom of the pond.
"A stronger insect is still an insect."
When the person setting up the formation saw this, his expression softened and he murmured: "Not yet, not yet. The power of the fairy spirits brought in is too little to successfully connect the heaven and the earth. It is just a fake fairy formation."
As soon as he finished speaking, the black flame stone swordsman next to him suddenly shouted, his breath dropped like a cliff, and his originally full head of black hair suddenly turned silver.
The man who maintained the Talisman Shield had a look of shock on his face, staring blankly at the knife stuck in his companion's heart.
Didn't this knife just kill the criminals at the bottom of the pool?
Why the sudden backlash?
"What kind of magic did you... cast? It's impossible for the Soul-Slaying Sword to backfire on me."
The sword holder who instantly changed from a young man to an old man could no longer maintain the black flames on the stone sword. The stone sword returned to its original simplicity and sank into his body. The old man seemed unaware, "As long as I can remember, my great-grandfather planted a seed in me.
I got the spirit-killing fairy seed, the sword spirit is me, and I am the spirit of the sword seed. And... how could I possibly backfire on myself."
"Nothing is Impossible."
Chen Qingyan at the bottom of the pool said indifferently, "The Blade Spirit just made the most correct choice. After swallowing you, you are still you. So, this is your own choice."
After Chen Qingyan finished speaking, the old man completely turned into ashes, leaving behind a stone sword buried in dust.
Such a strange scene made the two people who witnessed everything feel chilly.
"Who are you? Who are you?" The organizer looked crazy and kept asking.
When Chen Qingyan heard this, he laughed out loud, "I am what you call a sinner, an insect."
"You, you must be some old monster, the demon ancestor."
"I am human."
Chen Qingyan created mini fairy formations one after another, penetrated the Yanlong Pond, layer upon layer, and imprisoned the two people outside the pond.
"Just stay here and I'll ask you something when I finish training."
With a buzzing sound, the more spiritual Soul-Slaying Sword returned to Chen Qingyan, spinning around him like a fish.
Chen Qingyan calmed down, the dragon flame refining was still in progress, and wisps of black smoke were swallowed and absorbed by the gradually blackening glass beads.
ps: I went back to my hometown. Thanks to "Gu Xin Er Xin" for the reward. Also, the book friend of "Homeowner Chen Qingyan", your name...
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