Chapter 200 The person in the play, Elder Lu who came to watch the play
Thinking like this, he immediately opened the soul mark.
And after he saw the scene inside the divine soul mark, his whole person suddenly froze there, motionless.
Only beads of sweat kept appearing on his forehead.
Xia Houyou sensed something strange in Xia Houyuan's aura and immediately asked:
"Second brother, what's wrong with you?"
Xia Houyuan, who was woken up by Xia Houyou's shout, first took a deep breath, handed the jade slip to Xia Houyou, and then said with extremely solemn eyes: .??.
"look by youself."
Xia Houyuan immediately held the jade slip.
With a surprised look on her face, she quickly opened the soul mark.
"bass!!……"
The moment the soul mark was opened, a deafening sound of swords exploded in her ears.
Even though it was just a scene within a soul mark, she could still feel an extremely terrifying sword intention from the sound of the sword.
I just feel that in front of this sword intention, even the laws of heaven can be cut in two by it.
Immediately afterwards, two figures appeared in the picture of the soul mark.
These two figures, one big and one small, both hold a long knife in their hands.
Although these two figures gave Xia Houyuan an indescribable feeling of oppression, when Xia Houyuan looked carefully at the figure that was dozens of feet tall, an invisible pressure surged uncontrollably.
It arose deep in her heart, weighing her down so much that she almost couldn't breathe.
It wasn't until Xia Houyou regained her mind that the invisible pressure that suffocated her dissipated.
"Just taking a closer look can give people such a heavy sense of oppression. What is the state of this body?!"
And just when Xia Houyou was thinking this, the air pillars formed by the convergence of sword energy and sword intent on the two figures suddenly shot up into the sky.
"boom!"
The next moment, amid a deafening sound of air explosion, two sword shadows slashed towards the altar in the valley.
Xia Houyou looked at the altar carefully, and then said with a look of astonishment:
"Then...could that be an awakening Yin God?!"
Before she could think about it, the two sword shadows had already struck down, cutting apart the Yin Shen who was about to wake up and the mountain in front of her.
"call……"
After a long time, Xia Houyou took a long breath and opened his eyes.
At this time, her brother Xia Houyuan was looking at her solemnly.
Xia Houyuan immediately frowned and asked:
"Second brother, do you know the identity of the evil spirit that was beheaded?"
Xia Houyuan nodded seriously and said:
"I just got the news that the Yin God killed here was the notorious Yin God Nightmare."
When Xia Houyou heard this, he took a deep breath and said:
"It's actually the Yin God Nightmare?"
She could never have imagined that Yin Shen Su Yan would be like this
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If it exists, it will be killed by two nameless monks.
Xia Houyuan shook his head and said:
"Whether the Yin Shen Suyu has been killed or not cannot be confirmed for the time being, but our people can no longer sense its breath."
Xia Houyou's face darkened.
Xia Houyuan continued:
"The appearance of such a terrifying existence in the wilderness must be more than just to kill a Yin God. Therefore, in my opinion, it is best for you and me not to take a trip into this muddy water for a short time."
Xia Houyou said nothing.
Her reason told her that her brother Xia Houyuan's worries were not groundless.
But emotionally, she still couldn't bear to face Xu Taiping and his party and do nothing to save them.
And just when Xia Houyou was feeling very conflicted, the teahouse suddenly fell silent without any warning, and there was a sound of footsteps walking towards their table.
Xia Houyou's heart tightened, he pressed the hilt of his sword and followed the footsteps.
The only people who came were none other than Elder Lu, a purple-robed Taoist from Mengye Cave, and his party.
Xia Houyuan stood up at this time, patted Xia Houyou's shoulder calmly, then looked at the ferocious cave Elder Lu with cold eyes and said:
"Elder Lu, didn't you agree that all previous matters should be wiped out?"
Two days ago, the Xiahou family had negotiated with Mengjiadong and no longer wanted to investigate why Xiahou You wanted Taiping.
Elder Lu of Mengyaodong smiled coldly, then pulled up a chair next to the table and sat down. He took out the spiritual mirror and said to himself:
"Can't I come here to drink tea and watch a show?"
As he spoke, he raised his hand and said loudly:
"Waiter, serve two pots of good tea, no, serve two pots of your Yipinge's best tea."
After saying this, he fiddled with the spiritual mirror in front of him.
Xia Houyuan and Xia Houyou looked at each other.
Both of them were confused.
And just when the two of them sat down again, and the monks in the teahouse began to talk about the two sword shadows of Manhuangtian again, the pictures in the spiritual mirror in front of everyone, including Xia Houyuan and Xia Houyou, suddenly became a blur. Vague.
"What's going on?"
"Why is there something wrong with the spiritual mirror in this Immortal Mansion?"
Suddenly, a pot exploded in the teahouse, and there was an uproar.
However, the image in the spiritual mirror soon became clear again after a brief period of blur.
However, when the picture in the spiritual mirror became clear again, the picture that appeared in it all turned into a scene of a monk running away in a large lake carrying a stone tablet on his back.
At the beginning, Xia Houyou was as confused as everyone else.
But when she saw the monk's appearance clearly, her expression suddenly changed and she exclaimed:
"Isn't this Master Xuanzhi?"
After hearing this exclamation, Elder Lu at the table beside him suddenly picked up a cup of tea and took a sip with a smile, and then said leisurely:
"The show is about to begin." Thinking like this, he immediately opened the soul mark.
And after he saw the scene inside the divine soul mark, his whole person suddenly froze there, motionless.
Only beads of sweat kept appearing on his forehead.
Xia Houyou sensed something strange in Xia Houyuan's aura and immediately asked:
"Second brother, what's wrong with you?"
Xia Houyuan, who was woken up by Xia Houyou's shout, first took a deep breath, handed the jade slip to Xia Houyou, and then said with extremely solemn eyes:
"look by youself."
Xia Houyuan immediately held the jade slip.
With a surprised look on her face, she quickly opened the soul mark.
"Ouch!!..." .??.??
The moment the soul mark was opened, a deafening sound of swords exploded in her ears.
Even though it was just a scene within a soul mark, she could still feel an extremely terrifying sword intention from the sound of the sword.
I just feel that in front of this sword intention, even the laws of heaven can be cut in two by it.
Immediately afterwards, two figures appeared in the picture of the soul mark.
These two figures, one big and one small, both hold a long knife in their hands.
Although these two figures gave Xia Houyuan an indescribable feeling of oppression, when Xia Houyuan looked carefully at the figure that was dozens of feet tall, an invisible pressure surged uncontrollably.
It arose deep in her heart, weighing her down so much that she almost couldn't breathe.
It wasn't until Xia Houyou regained her mind that the invisible pressure that suffocated her dissipated.
"Just taking a closer look can give people such a heavy sense of oppression. What is the state of this body?!"
And just when Xia Houyou was thinking this, the air pillars formed by the convergence of sword energy and sword intent on the two figures suddenly shot up into the sky.
"boom!"
The next moment, amid a deafening sound of air explosion, two sword shadows slashed towards the altar in the valley.
Xia Houyou looked at the altar carefully, and then said with a look of astonishment:
"Then...could that be an awakening Yin God?!"
Before she could think about it, the two sword shadows had already struck down, cutting apart the Yin Shen who was about to wake up and the mountain in front of her.
"call……"
After a long time, Xia Houyou took a long breath and opened his eyes.
At this time, her brother Xia Houyuan was looking at her solemnly.
Xia Houyuan immediately frowned and asked:
"Second brother, do you know the identity of the evil spirit that was beheaded?"
Xia Houyuan nodded seriously and said:
"I just received news that the Yin God killed here was the notorious Yin God Nightmare."
When Xia Houyou heard this, he took a deep breath and said:
"It's actually the Yin God Nightmare?"
She could never have imagined that Yin Shen Su Yan would be like this
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If it exists, it will be killed by two nameless monks.
Xia Houyuan shook his head and said:
"Whether the Yin Shen Suyu has been killed or not cannot be confirmed for the time being, but our people can no longer sense its breath."
Xia Houyou's face darkened.
Xia Houyuan continued:
"The appearance of such a terrifying existence in the wilderness must be more than just to kill a Yin God. Therefore, in my opinion, it is best for you and me not to take a trip into this muddy water for a short time."
Xia Houyou said nothing.
Her reason told her that her brother Xia Houyuan's worries were not groundless.
But emotionally, she still couldn't bear to face Xu Taiping and his party and do nothing to save them.
And just when Xia Houyou was feeling very conflicted, the teahouse suddenly fell silent without any warning, and there was a sound of footsteps walking towards their table.
Xia Houyou's heart tightened, he pressed the hilt of his sword and followed the footsteps.
The only people who came were none other than Elder Lu, a purple-robed Taoist from Mengye Cave, and his party.
Xia Houyuan stood up at this time, patted Xia Houyou's shoulder calmly, then looked at the ferocious cave Elder Lu with cold eyes and said:
"Elder Lu, didn't you agree that all previous matters should be wiped out?"
Two days ago, the Xiahou family had negotiated with Mengjiadong and no longer wanted to investigate why Xiahou You wanted Taiping.
Elder Lu of Mengyaodong smiled coldly, then pulled up a chair next to the table and sat down. He took out the spiritual mirror and said to himself:
"Can't I come here to drink tea and watch a show?"
As he spoke, he raised his hand and said loudly:
"Waiter, serve two pots of good tea, no, serve two pots of your Yipinge's best tea."
After saying this, he fiddled with the spiritual mirror in front of him.
Xia Houyuan and Xia Houyou looked at each other.
Both of them were confused.
And just when the two of them sat down again, and the monks in the teahouse began to talk about the two sword shadows of Manhuangtian again, the pictures in the spiritual mirror in front of everyone, including Xia Houyuan and Xia Houyou, suddenly became a blur. Vague.
"What's going on?"
"Why is there something wrong with the spiritual mirror in this Immortal Mansion?"
Suddenly, a pot exploded in the teahouse, and there was an uproar.
However, the image in the spiritual mirror soon became clear again after a brief period of blur.
However, when the picture in the spiritual mirror became clear again, the picture that appeared in it all turned into a scene of a monk running away in a large lake carrying a stone tablet on his back.
At the beginning, Xia Houyou was as confused as everyone else.
But when she saw the monk's appearance clearly, her expression suddenly changed and she exclaimed:
"Isn't this Master Xuanzhi?"
After hearing this exclamation, Elder Lu at the table beside him suddenly picked up a cup of tea and took a sip with a smile, and then said leisurely: