Countless spiritual threads intertwined into a strange-shaped treasure vase in the air!
This vase not only has a strange shape, but its internal structure is extremely complicated. It is at least a hundred times more complicated and profound than the flame furnace where the seven transformations of the Yuan Fire condense.
The old man guarding the tomb was trapped in it and couldn't break free.
He attacked frantically, hitting various parts of the Spirit Silk Vase until it protruded, but he couldn't break it.
Those raised areas were quickly restored.
All the attacking and killing power was neutralized by the strange structure of the Spirit Silk Vase.
"Impossible! You, what are you doing!"
The old man guarding the tomb shouted in shock.
As a former Jindan monk and a high-ranking member of the Tianwu Mirror, he has also been exposed to many magical powers and secrets.
But I have never seen anything so evil.
The structure of the treasure bottle condensed by spiritual threads was terrifyingly tough. More importantly, the spiritual silk treasure bottle seemed to have the ability to seal. After he was trapped inside, the power in his body was suppressed invisibly.
Moreover, the Aquarius is still shrinking, and its suppressive force on him is getting stronger and stronger.
"There's no need to struggle. This Qiansi Yin is the Yunling Clan's specialty, especially the condensed spirit-locking bottle, which is used by them to lock and seal the Great Wilderness True Spirit. Although what I'm using now is a simplified version, it can't be used against
I'll give you a try, there should be nothing wrong with you."
Su Yun's face was a little pale. Using Qiansi Ling to condense the spirit-locking bottle, even if he used the simplified version, it would consume a lot of money for him.
As for the truly complete Spirit Locking Bottle, Su Yun, let alone the Xiantian realm, could not use it even if he had condensed the golden elixir.
The Yunling Clan can be regarded as a powerful clan among all the clans in the universe, and its special skill is Qiansi Yin.
Previously, Su Yun's methods of condensing spiritual power into spiritual threads, interweaving large nets, etc. were all superficial uses of Qiansi Yin.
What's really scary is that Qiansi Yuan can cultivate to great depths and condense a great weapon like the Soul Locking Bottle!
It is said that the Yunling clan has inherited a total of thirteen types of Qiansiyin Dao weapons.
The method of practicing the spirit-locking bottle was won by Su Yun in a gambling battle with a big boss of the Yunling clan in his previous life.
To deal with the old man guarding the tomb, methods like the Seven Changes of Yuanhuo may not be enough.
But the Soul Locking Bottle is enough to suppress the opponent to death.
"Break it open for me!"
The old man guarding the tomb did not give up yet, and kept waving the bone scepter in his hand, trying to use the power of this magic weapon to break the spiritual silk vase.
Unfortunately, at this time, the bone scepter had a dim luster, its spiritual fluctuations were very weak, and it seemed to have fallen into silence.
No matter how he activated it, the spiritual energy in the scepter was like a pool of stagnant water without any ripples.
This is the power of the Soul Locking Bottle.
Locking spirit, locking spirit, can not only lock the spiritual power of monks, but also the spiritual energy and spirituality of magic weapons will be locked once they are trapped.
The old man guarding the tomb could feel that the power he exerted was getting weaker and weaker, and his heart felt cold.
He knew he was in trouble this time.
At this moment, he calmed down.
"Young master, I can no longer protect you, and I can't wait until the day when you fully wake up. But fortunately, just in case, I arranged for backup so that no one would disturb you.
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The old man guarding the tomb sighed softly and murmured: "This magic weapon is a sacred weapon of our religion and cannot be lost."
After finishing speaking, the old man guarding the tomb shouted loudly, then grabbed the bone scepter with both hands, and his whole body started to tremble.
The next moment, something shocking happened.
The already thin body of the old man guarding the tomb was actually further withering.
Streams of blood flowed crazily from his body to the bone scepter.