"Uncle Si Yi, you came quite early. It seems that you are bound to win the spot of Thousand Years Eye?"
A clear and pleasant sound suddenly sounded, like the sound of flowing water, surrounding and reverberating above the Thousand Years Eye, making it difficult for people to distinguish reality from reality and location.
"Who?" Yu Hong stood up abruptly, his bright eyes sweeping around.
"Qi Guanli, you are pretending to be a god and a ghost. Do you think I can't find you?" Si Yibo was still sitting cross-legged on the futon, his eyebrows were red, like flames burning, his deep eyes were staring to the side not far away, and then a
Pressing out his finger, a huge black finger more than ten feet long appeared in the void and pressed down with the force of a mountain. The ground was rapidly collapsing downwards at that moment!
"Uncle Si Yi, you are still so rigid, stubborn, and even cracking a joke."
Qi Guan Li, who was dressed in a black robe with a large moire pattern, stepped out of the void. Then he stretched out his big sleeves with his palms, and his five fingers were as smooth as jade. He shot forward quickly, and white clouds poured out overwhelmingly from his palms, forming a cloud.
A bright big character collided with a black finger!
boom!
One finger and one word exploded in the air, entangled in crazy turbulence, and whipped up a storm to spread around!
Wow!
Qi Guanli took action again, his broad sleeves and robes suddenly flapped, and an invisible ripple spread quickly like a net or curtain, wrapping up the black and white light cloud, and then quickly disappeared into nothing.
Qi Guanli looked at Si Yibo, and ink-colored bells and tripods appeared under his feet. The letters were like a river of stars. Qi Guanli stepped forward, and in a blink of an eye, he came to Si Yibo in one step.
"Why, you don't welcome me?" Qi Guanli looked at Si Yibo with a smile.
"Who are you here for? Jiu Quchen of the Painting Sect or Chu Zhibai of the Shu Sect? I must have paid a high price to invite you here." Si Yibo raised his eyelids and glanced at Qi Guanli lightly.
, said indifferently.
"Can't I just come here for myself?"
"You? Do you think you believe this?" Si Yibo sneered and lowered his eyelids.
"Boring." Qi Guanli curled his lips, "Jiu Quchen asked me for help. Since he asked, I couldn't refuse. Moreover, I was tricked by Wu Zhige once on the way here. If he dared to plot against me, he would naturally let him
I know the consequences."
"Wu Zhige? Can he alone be your opponent?"
"Of course there was someone else who took action secretly, but their identity was deliberately hidden. I thought it was Wen Cangjie at first, but then I thought about it carefully, and it probably wasn't. I guessed it was a descendant of a certain 'Hidden Vein', and his strength is probably no less than Wu Zhi's.
Ge."
"Hidden Pulse?" Bei Feng walked up to the two of them and couldn't help but interrupt after hearing their conversation, "They showed up so early?"
She naturally understood what Qi, Guan and Li meant by the hidden veins. Hidden veins did not only refer to hidden sects, but also included some ancient families, traditions, races, etc. These hidden veins were closely related to the 'Painting Sect' and 'Wen Clan'
These forces that are hidden from the world and rarely known to outsiders are different. They either live in ancient or ancient mysterious formations and restrictions, or they hide in a space under the water or underground, or even hidden.
In a small independent world like Cangwu Wilderness, he hardly appears in the world and hardly communicates with the outside world.
What's more, it has been isolated from Kyushu for hundreds of thousands of years, and no one has ever left. Therefore, many monks and forces can be said to know nothing about these 'hidden veins', even in places such as the 'Holy Holy Temple' where Si Yibo is located.
Top forces like 'Fool's Cave' also know very little about hidden veins.
"You will show up eventually, what difference does it make sooner or later?"
"Hidden veins?" Si Yibo frowned, "This adds a few more twists and turns."
He always makes a move only when he is absolutely certain or even foolproof. This time, although Qianbaiyanyan and his entourage are wary of Qi Guanli and the others, he is still confident about the ten places. However, the emergence of hidden veins may break the balance and set off a stir.
Waves.
"It's useless to worry now. Is it possible that you can still attack and kill them?" Qi Guanli consoled him, "Besides, even if a monk with hidden veins shows up, it won't be much of a threat to you, so relax."
Si Yibo narrowed his eyes slightly and said nothing.
"What a boring gourd." Qi Guanli glared at Si Yibo, then looked at Bei Feng, "Come on, Bei Feng, let's play a game of chess."
"If someone with hidden veins intervenes, I don't know if I have a chance..." Bei Feng pondered, a little worried. Her strength is about the same as Yu Hongxiang, but inferior to Si Yibo. She didn't have much confidence before, but now
With the addition of a strong enemy, I am afraid that the position will be even more difficult to stabilize...
"Oh, I'd better wait here for Jiu Quchen." Qi Guanli glanced at the three of them and sighed.
…
There is no distinction between day and night in the Fahai Bead Monument. Time is like a river, passing by without stopping. Lu and Yu chased the stars and the moon, traveled an unknown number of routes, and finally arrived at the thousand-year-old eye smoothly.
A huge book with a milky white color like the 'Door of Wonders' stands on the ground, and the vast and ancient aura comes to you, making people enter another world in a trance.
"Is this the Thousand Years Eye?" Lu Yu looked up at the huge book that towered into the clouds. The scenes of the mortal world flashed by, and his heart was filled with shock, even intoxicated, and he was immersed in it.
"This is the Thousand Years Eye!" Jiu Quchen stared at the book with blazing eyes, raging fighting spirit pouring out of his heart like a blowout. This is the biggest goal of his trip, and it is what he wants to enter at any cost.
place, so this time, we can only win, not lose.
"Jiu Quchen, why are you here? I thought you died in Wu Zhige's hands?" Qi Guanli sat on a futon, his legs hanging down, swaying slightly out of boredom. When he saw Jiu Quchen finally
Appeared, he couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief. "If you don't come again, I'm afraid you won't even have a chance to compete."
"Who is this?" Qi Guanli flew up and landed in front of the two of them.
"Lu Yu, Brother Lu. I made a Taoist friend when I came here, and he is my savior."
"Well, that's interesting." Qi Guanli looked at Lu Yu and nodded with interest. From her level, she could naturally see Lu Yu's level, but Jiu Quchen said that Lu Yu saved him, which naturally made her a little more excited.
Make guesses.
Lu Yu glanced around. At this moment, there were nine monks who came to the thousands of years ago. Adding him and Jiu Quchen, there were already eleven people. And among these nine people,
There were several other people who met them, including Ze, Zhen, and Yin.
"Now that there are ten people, the competition can be considered begun."
Si Yibo, who was sitting quietly on the futon, suddenly opened his eyes. There seemed to be a beast rushing out of his eyes, which was so fierce and terrifying, but he looked at Qianbaiyan Yan who was surrounded by the futon.
A wisp of white smoke escaped from Qianbai's eyes, and then condensed into a three-foot-tall villain. The villain was wearing a long-sleeved white robe, barefoot, with disheveled white hair, and his snow-white eyebrows dropped to
At his feet, his beard and beard fluttered, and his eyes were as clear as the stars and the moon, like a god.
"I am the 'weapon spirit' of the Thousand Years Eye. Now ten people have gathered together, so the Thousand Years Eye has awakened. I have ten futons and locations in ten directions." As he said that, the white-robed weapon
With a wave of Ling's sleeve, the thousand-year-old eye suddenly burst into immeasurable light, and a blazing beam of light suddenly rose into the sky and pierced the sky. The light emitted could be seen in most of the Fahai Pearl Monument.
Lu Yu looked at the beam of light reaching the sky and couldn't help but frown. With the guidance of this beam of light, those monks who were still on the way would be able to arrive soon, and then the fighting would be even more fierce.
"Let's do it!" Jiu Quchen also had a look on his face, stamped his toes on the ground, and rushed towards a futon.
"Brother Lu, if you have an idea, you can give it a try, but it's best to put your life first." Jiu Quchen's voice came from afar.
Lu Yu did not make a move. He floated up and stepped back slightly, looking at the people who had already fought and fought fiercely together. There were ten futons and ten people taking action. There was no competition, but they would still attack and block each other, and even take action.
They are all killing moves.
"Without absolute strength, how many people can sit still?"
Whoosh!
A harsh sound of breaking wind suddenly sounded, and a flash of red light came from a distance like lightning. The sound was as powerful as a thunderbolt, and it hit the armor-clad 'Yu Hong'!
"Roar!"
Yu Hong hissed and roared, his armor released a shimmering black light, fierce flames surged, he blocked the spear, and then stretched out his big hand and grasped the red light fiercely.
"Qu Jin Spear?! Mo Fuqie, I think you are looking for death!"
"Haha! Yu Hong, if you want to get that position, you have to ask me first!"
"Qu Jinmao? Mo Fuqie? Descendant of the 'Buried Golden Marquis' under the throne of the Human Emperor?"
Crazy laughter rumbled, and a tall figure came through the air, wearing a purple gold crown, wearing chain mail, and holding a red spear in his hand. His arrogance was overwhelming and impressive!
Whoosh!
Mofuqe's body bent backwards like a bow and arrow, and the 'Qujin Spear' in his hand shot out again with more power and red glow, and came to Yu Hong like a ball jumping like the sun and the moon!
"open!"
Yu Hong roared, his body quickly grew in size, and densely packed hair as black as steel needles emerged from his body, covering his whole body. His face became ferocious and menacing, his eyes shone like two golden lamps, releasing a ferocious and violent energy.
breath. Then the fist as big as a millstone suddenly blasted out, like a black meteorite and the Qujin Spear smashing together!
Bang!
Qu Jin's spear flew backwards, Yu Hong's body shook, and the other spear in his hand flew out uncontrollably and flew into Mo Fuqie's hand.
"Take another hit from me!"
Mo Fuqie held two golden spears in his hands, and blazing golden light burst out from his body, flying in front of Yu Hong, and stabbed down fiercely with the spears in his hands!
"How could this thousand-year battle for the eyes be without me, Wu Zhige!"
Another sound came from afar, like thunder rolling in the air. Before the sound fell, the person had arrived!
"Wu Zhige?"
Lu Yu couldn't help but raise his head and look at the figure.
A figure wearing red-gold armor floated out of thin air, with his hands behind his back, his hair flying wildly, but behind him there were two phantoms, a gun and a gun, exuding overwhelming power, lingering in blood, with murderous aura soaring into the sky, high above, looking down indifferently