In the oncoming wind, there is a vague fluctuation of vitality, which is very regular.
"The wind here is not purely natural." Bai Yuelu also sensed the unique atmosphere of this magic circle.
"How are your injuries?" Lin Yi happened to see the two female swordsmen whose swords he had taken away before adjusting their breaths. The true energy in the bodies of the two female swordsmen fluctuated wildly, and they were obviously seriously injured.
These two female swordsmen are twins, one is called Blue Clothes Moth and the other is called Blue Clothes Butterfly. The two were originally very grateful to Lin Yi for not killing on the battlefield. When they heard Lin Yi's question, the two
Everyone was a little flattered and froze for a moment before Blue Clothes Moth saluted and said: "The injury is not too serious, but General Lin, if you go there, you have to be careful. The further you go on this road, the stronger the wind will be."
It's amazing, and some of the wind in the strong wind is condensed into a bunch by the power of the magic circle, like invisible flying swords."
"Like invisible flying swords?" Lin Yi was slightly startled.
The two female swordsmen nodded, and it was Lan Yidie who spoke, saying: "We just rushed forward dozens of steps and were injured by the wind sword."
"It's the sword flow path." Bai Yuelu's voice suddenly sounded.
"Sword style?"
Everyone's eyes immediately focused on her.
"This is the unique formation method of the Yinjianshan Sect of the Northern Wei Dynasty. However, the Yinjianshan Sect was destroyed before the Northern Wei Dynasty moved its capital. This formation method has long been lost." Bai Yuelu calmly stared at the stone bridge-like passage and said:
"This kind of magic circle must be built on a natural wind outlet, and cut with sharp swords and magic circles to form invisible sword energy in the strong wind. However, the power of the sword energy reaches its maximum only in an area of dozens of steps."
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Speaking of this, she glanced at the two female swordsmen and said: "The location where you were injured should be close to the most powerful point of the sword flow path."
"So it's not that the closer you get to the other side, the stronger the sword energy becomes?" Xia Baying suddenly understood.
Bai Yuelu nodded, "As long as you pass through the area of dozens of steps, the power will naturally weaken. This kind of magic circle is to use the wind to create the illusion that the power becomes stronger as you move forward. The sword flow path magic circle of Yinliu Shan Sect was originally
It is built on the mountain gate stairs from top to bottom, giving people the feeling that it is impossible to climb the mountain."
The two female swordsmen were stunned. Although they heard clearly, they knew that even if the power of the sword energy would not increase endlessly, they would not be able to penetrate the area of dozens of steps.
"You follow me."
Lin Yi said this to Bai Yuelu and Xia Baying. He looked at the "sword flow path" in front of him and felt that the sword energy related to the true essence should not be able to hurt him.
"You don't need to follow, and there are no need for so many sergeants to wait inside. You just need to pay attention to the exits in and outside the city." As he started to move, Lin Yi said to these high-ranking generals of the Xifeng clan.
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These high-ranking generals of the Xifeng clan respected Lin Yi like a god. They dared not to listen and immediately sent out orders one after another.
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Just like looking at each other across the river, just listening to the movements in those tunnels, hundreds of people at the end of the sword flow path already knew about Lin Yi's arrival.
This kind of terrain is truly a terrain where one man can block it and no one can get through it. As long as there are enough practitioners to block this end, even thousands of troops and horses will not be able to get through.
However, facing this legendary Southern Dynasty general, no one on the swordsmanship side had the confidence to stop him.
Because Lin Yi was the one who prevented the Northern Wei army across the river from entering the city with one person's power.
Because this underground palace has three spires, from the outside, it is easy to think that it is a main hall connected with two side halls. However, in fact, there is only one main hall inside.
It's just that the scene in this hall is something no one can imagine.
Closest to the door is a sword pit with a radius of more than ten feet.
In this sword pit, there are thousands of sharp long swords of various colors inserted in various postures. Even though the light in this hall is extremely dim, the shining sword light on the blades of these long swords still gives people a dazzling feeling.
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Near one end of the sword pit, there is an underground ditch like a drainage channel. There is no water flowing out of the underground ditch, but there is a harsh sound of wind. There is an unknown wind flow from where, rushing out of this underground ditch and rushing into the sword pit.
The pit was then chopped into countless wind beams, impacting on the edge of the sword pit.
There are countless silver runes on the edge of this sword pit extending towards the bridge-like mountain road outside, and are also inlaid with many irregular dark cyan gems.
These strange dark blue gems kept shining, like many devil's eyes blinking in the darkness.
In the formation of this main hall, there is an even more spectacular sight that is unimaginable.
A crystal glacier extending from the top occupies almost half of the space of the hall, and behind this glacier, separated by a pile of black rocks, is a hot spring that is constantly radiating heat.
The water in this hot spring is milky white, but the deep water bottom is a deep red flame-like color, as if magma is churning in the depths.
Half of it is a glacier, half of it is a hot spring. The cold and heat are strangely equal to each other in this hall, but this is not all.
The pile of black rocks in the middle is like a small black island, but among the black rocks, there is actually a purple vine growing on the glacier.
The main branches of this purple vine are as thick as an adult's waist, and some of the branching branches are as thick as an adult's thighs.
This purple vine does not have any leaves, but many slender vines are covered with white bell-like buds.
The center of this bud is also strangely sparkling and fluorescent.
"Holy Master, how long will it take?"
Tuoba Xiongxin was under the giant vine at this time. He looked solemnly at a cultivator sitting cross-legged under the giant vine and said: "That man has already come. With those people outside, the most he can do is stop him.
His tea time.”
The cultivator under the giant vine was wearing a black robe, his head slightly bowed, and his face was strangely covered with a layer of black mist, and even his facial features could not be seen clearly.
At the moment when Tuoba Xiongxin asked, his body paused slightly, and he did not reply. The giant purple vine behind him made a beeping sound, and many holes suddenly opened on the vine skin, and there were white holes.
Juice continued to flow from the broken mouth.
A strange energy fluctuation began to ripple through the cracks in these vine barks. In the next moment, round objects protruded from each crack, as if some seeds were about to burst out.
feeling.
However, as the white juice slid down from these round objects like a waterfall, even Tuoba Xiongxin's eyes surged with a biting chill.
What squeezed out from the cracks in these vine barks were all white skulls!