Peng Yue knew that he was no match for the two sisters Ouyang Qian, so he took the initiative to give up this classic.
"Gee, if this Taoist friend Peng is sensible, it saves us from taking action." Seeing this, the girl in green shirt finally calmed down some of the remaining frustration in her heart and said with a chuckle.
Ouyang Qian also smiled, took a few steps forward, picked up the book, and began to read.
This time, the two sisters seemed to have stopped here in this place of inheritance, but with this book, they finally did not go back empty-handed, and after leaving this place, there are still many opportunities to find other things hidden in the secret realm. inherited.
Therefore, Ouyang Qian always looks calm and unhurried.
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In the bluestone square on the other side, when Liu Ming and the other eight people all stepped into the magic circle, the golden light around the magic circle condensed, turning into a straight layer of light golden curtain.
From a distance, it looks like a giant golden cylinder erected in the bluestone square.
Those who can persevere all the way to this point are naturally not ordinary people!
The crowd seemed to be turning a blind eye to everything that was happening around them. They sat on the ground one after another and began to meditate with their eyes closed.
At this moment, a burst of music came from the ground in the center of the array, and quickly filled the entire light curtain.
Liu Ming felt a tingling sensation in his ears, his mind trembled, and he suddenly felt upset and restless, and it was very strange and lingering at all.
Liu Ming suddenly opened his eyes in surprise, only to feel that his vision was completely white. After a trance, he vaguely returned to the original evil island, and in a daze, he transformed into a child of several years old, and relived the experience he had on the evil island. The scene where he encountered his uncle on the island and other hardships of narrow escape.
In just a few moments, he had relived his more than ten years of experience on the desert island, and appeared at the gate of the Barbarian Ghost Sect again. The scene of the spiritual opening ceremony was still shocking.
The next moment, the scene changed, and he appeared inexplicably in the secret place of the trial. After his vision blurred, the sky-holding demonic hand roared after him,
These horrific scenes flashed before Liu Ming's eyes, leaving him no time to think.
Liu Ming's heart suddenly tightened. The demonic thoughts in his body seemed to have some pure desire to move.
In shock, he poured all his magic power into the soul-suppressing lock. Immediately, a sense of coolness spread throughout his body, and the waves in his heart suddenly calmed down again.
But this feeling was fleeting. After his eyes blurred, he relived the scene where he was snatched away by demonic thoughts for the first time.
Although all these are just fragmented memories, they are all the most fearful things hidden in his heart.
Liu Ming, who seemed to be sitting cross-legged in the magic circle, had his eyes closed tightly. Big beads of sweat kept falling down from his forehead.
Although he knew that these were just illusions, he tried his best to skip these terrifying experiences in a daze, but the relevant pictures became clearer and clearer.
When he saw the expressionless "Devilized Liu Ming" again, a desire to kill suddenly arose in his heart. After inexplicably letting out two strange, cruel laughs, he stood up involuntarily. .
At this moment, the Huntian Monument in Liu Ming's sea of consciousness suddenly buzzed.
After a sudden flash of clarity in his eyes, he was startled and bit the tip of his tongue. The intense pain caused him to break away from the hallucination in an instant. After all, he did not stand up, but he couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.
Liu Ming's thoughts flashed in his mind, and he quickly released his spiritual consciousness to penetrate into his body. Looking inside, he found that under the suppression of the demonic thoughts of the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder, there was no sign of breaking free.
All the previous feelings were just illusions!
He immediately took a deep breath and quickly used the mana in his body to pour it into the soul-suppressing lock. At the same time, he poured the spiritual power of the consciousness insect in his arms into his own sea of consciousness without hesitation.
Immediately, the cool power as thin as hair steamed up from the sea of consciousness in an endless stream, and formed an airtight transparent shield, firmly protecting his mind.
With this, Liu Ming felt slightly relieved.
But at this moment, a strange melody filled his ears, and his consciousness went from blur to blur. He actually experienced the scenes of fighting against the Siren Emperor, the Blood Emperor's Son and the Golden Barbarian Ancestor again.
This time, Liu Ming was able to deal with similar battles and training in the mysterious space illusion with ease, and the expression on his face gradually became calm and peaceful.
"Kill! You all must die!" A roar suddenly sounded from the side.
Liu Ming was startled and broke away from the hallucination. When he glanced at it, he saw that the source of the voice was actually an ugly young man from Moxuan Sect.
His eyes were now replaced by a look of madness. Although he was still sitting cross-legged on the ground, his hands were dancing in a chaotic manner.
The next moment, the ugly young man suddenly roared into the sky, and black energy rolled out from his body. His body was completely enveloped in it. With a "swish" sound, a figure soared into the sky from the black energy. His hands were dancing continuously, and he was aimlessly moving in all directions.
Hitting out black palm shadows of different sizes.
With a "pop" sound, a golden light quickly rolled up from the magic circle, wrapping the person's figure in it. After the space fluctuated together, he disappeared without a trace in the magic circle.
At this time, only half a moment after they entered the magic circle, a person with extraordinary strength was the first to be unable to suppress the desire to kill in his heart and was reported.
When Liu Ming saw this, he felt horrified in his heart.
Obviously, in this level, the limit of mental endurance that is considered is not closely related to the strength of magical powers.
Liu Ming continued to use his mental power to resist the strange melody of the music, and at the same time glanced at the people around him.
But when I saw the purple-haired man in Beidou Pavilion, a bronze bell covered with lavender spiritual patterns was floating above his head. It swayed gently in the wind, sending out circles of ripples in the surrounding void, protecting his whole body.
The purple-haired figure sat there, looking relaxed and calm, seemingly unaffected by the weird music.
The man in green robe from Tiangong Sect was already sitting on the silver chariot, his eyes were slightly closed, and obscure incantations kept coming from his mouth.
Eight golden rays of light rose from the surface of the eight puppet golden horses pulling the silver chariot, wrapping them together with the entire silver chariot. Apparently, they were not too affected by the strange music.
The young woman in green clothes from Haoran Academy was sitting cross-legged on the spot, holding an ancient book with a faint blue glow in her hands. She always had a faint smile on her face, her eyes were as calm as the windless autumn waves, looking at the surroundings.
It was as if he had not heard anything, and he was just concentrating on reading the book in his hand.
Luo Tiancheng and the eagle-faced man from Tianyao Valley on the other side were obviously not as calm as the above people.
Although Luo Tiancheng was still sitting cross-legged, his eyes were almost replaced by red, his mouth was low and hissing repeatedly, the silver dragons were circling around him, and the muscles of his arms were protruding, constantly hitting the ground.
Every punch could cause the earth to tremble and roar, but the fists were dripping with blood. Although all the wounds healed instantly, the blood stains remaining on the surface were still very chilling to see.
I don't know what kind of material this bluestone floor is made of, but under such a dense bombardment of fist shadows, no trace was left.
Luo Tiancheng seemed to be reluctantly relying on his only shred of reason to force himself not to stand up by constantly consuming the mana in his body.
The face of the eagle-faced man was alternately green and red, full of pain. From time to time, big beads of sweat fell from his forehead. His hands continued to change spells one after another, and they were suspended in front of his chest.
Among the three-color spiritual beads.
The runes on the surface of this spiritual bead slowly flowed, reflecting blue, red and white glow from it, and shot directly into the center of his eyebrows. It seemed to be some kind of spiritual defense weapon.
But even so, this demon cultivator who had killed two elite disciples of the Taiqing Sect in one fell swoop looked even more embarrassed.
Liu Ming shook his head, saying that Luo Tiancheng might still be able to persevere, but this demon was obviously on the verge of collapse.
As expected, after only seven or eight breaths, there was a crisp crackling sound, and the three-color spirit bead on the chest of the eagle-faced man suddenly exploded.
After losing his mental defense weapon, this demonic cultivator only lasted two breaths before roaring and rising from the ground into the sky, dancing in mid-air and moving like a madman.
A roll of golden light also rose from the magic circle on the ground, instantly wrapping the eagle-faced man in it and teleporting him away out of thin air.
When the demon cultivator regained his senses again, he suddenly found himself in a strange stone room.
On the central stone table, there is a large palm book that is slightly yellowed. In the corner not far away, there is a small pale white teleportation circle.
Opposite the stone table, the ugly young man of Mo Xuan Sect was actually here, but his whole body was imprisoned by a layer of faint golden light, and he was unable to move for a moment.
But the moment the eagle-faced man appeared, the golden light on the opposite side shattered with a pop.
After the two of them looked at each other, they almost took action at the same time without hesitation, and started fighting in the stone room.
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In Qingshi Square.
After the ugly young man and the eagle-faced man were eliminated, only Liu Ming, the purple-haired man, the silver-cart man, the young woman in green and Luo Tiancheng were left on the field.
The next time seemed to pass extremely fast. When a quarter of an hour was up, the weird music suddenly stopped and no longer came out.
Liu Ming opened his eyes, let out a sigh of relief in his heart, and stopped the blessings of the soul-suppressing lock and the consciousness insect.
Luo Tiancheng's face was pale and sweaty, and his fists were almost completely covered in black and red blood. He looked like he had lost a lot of energy. But after finding out that he had survived this, his eyes were filled with excitement. He shook his fists and stood up immediately.
Come.
The young woman in green, the purple-haired man and the young man with the silver carriage put away their spiritual weapons and stood up as well.
The next moment, Liu Ming and the other five people felt the magic circle on the soles of their feet tremble slightly, and there was a sound of breaking through the air.
Five golden light pillars as thick as buckets suddenly rose from the ground into the sky, and the five people disappeared into the magic circle.