The weird green light patterns on the ground spread and collided with the water array arranged by Yang Shuilan, making bursts of "chichi" sounds, the water flow fluctuated violently, and the mist evaporated.
The wooden bead above the ancient tomb was still shining brightly, sometimes growing longer and sometimes shorter, dimming and flickering.
The green light makes the entire tomb even more gloomy.
Tu Kun carefully observed the green light flowing on the ground in the water. Now Yang Shuilan was helping the viewer heal his injuries in the Purple Snail Tower. He was not so good at controlling the water formation outside the tower. The water flow evaporated and slowly retreated, showing a decline. He thought for a moment and shouted: "
Yang Shuilan, let go of some of the formation restrictions, and let’s work together to consume that old ghost’s soul power.”
That cunning old soul-remnant ghost consumed the soul power of that mean-mouthed old woman, and I don’t know what methods he has behind it.
They were in a small area in the water and their voices could not be heard.
Yang Shuilan's voice came out through the water: "Okay. Help me buy some time."
Hearing what Tu Kun said, he knew that the viewer's injury was more difficult. Golden crystals appeared in his hand and were arranged three times along the edge of the water flow. Soon, three circular yellow sand dams appeared in the water.
Apply a thin layer.
Apart from the various sounds of battle formations, there was no other movement in the tomb.
The rustic atmosphere was thick and steady, and it immediately cooperated with the water formation to stabilize the situation of continuous retreat.
After a stalemate for half a stick of incense, the successive green lights suddenly turned into strange dark red flames. The fire light turned into countless beast shadows and launched a ferocious impact towards the water flow.
Tu Kun's face changed slightly, he spat out a mouthful of rich yellow earthy air, and quickly made the seal with his hands.
The roaring sound came one after another, the water flow decreased rapidly, and the mist evaporated completely disappeared before it could take shape under the high temperature.
Two of the yellow sand dams collapsed and melted one after another, and the third one shrank inwards and kept thickening, making it unable to withstand the fierce attack.
The clear water flowed out from the Purple Snail Tower, violently colliding with the flame beast shadow and consuming it.
"No, this is not a flame that can be driven by burning soul power."
Tu Kun kept raising the thickness of the yellow sand dam with his hands. He was unable to fully exert the power of his own formation in the water formation, so he shouted: "Yang Shuilan, what is the origin of that old guy?"
"The sixth-level wizard, Ge Chunxian, is said to be good at wood magic, beast control, formations, etc."
Yang Shuilan placed her palms near the wound on the back of the viewer's heart, with sweat on her forehead, trying her best to help the viewer remove the alien energy from the body. She briefly explained that the old man with a broken soul could not compare to her subtle control over soul power and witchcraft power.
It's easier to destroy than to repair.
She must be careful and careful, consume her own incense power, and remove the invisible alien energy bit by bit.
The method of high-level wizards is to plot against low-level opponents. If they are not completely eradicated, there will be endless troubles.
Fortunately, the temple owner gave her a few golden body fragments, so that she had extra incense to spend.
Zhang Wenfeng focused on multiple uses, using his energy and energy, and cooperated with Yang Shuilan's divine power to intercept the infiltrated foreign forces in the meridians and repair the wounds. At the same time, he silently recited scriptures and tried to use invisible golden light to eliminate the energy invasion, but found that the effect was minimal. The invisible golden light dealt with
There will be no abnormalities within the meridians unless the foreign force is expelled to the body surface.
Tu Kun cursed: "That old guy is using the things in the corner gate of the ancient tomb to deal with us. He doesn't even consume much of his own soul power. Who knows what the eight corner gates have?"
His violent temper was brought out, and he threw out golden spar, which turned into auxiliary yellow sand.
No matter what, let's hold on until Yang Shuilan helps the viewer heal his injuries.
"He used flames. The eight tomb doors are nothing more than the five elements plus wind, thunder, ice, earth, water, and ice are of little use to us... Be careful, he may borrow thunder to attack next time! He needs time to store up
Borrow the potential.”
Yang Shuilan's understanding and comprehensiveness of the battle method is better than that of Tu Kun. After a little analysis, he came to a conclusion.
"Thunder attack, okay, wait for him!"
Tu Kun felt confident and sent a few words to the healing donkey inside the copper toad.
His flying stone can absorb part of the lightning, and the donkey itself is a trained thunder method. He is thinking about how to attack the hiding old man with a remnant soul. It is too difficult to consume him passively.
Once the fierce momentum of the dark red flame passed, it soon began to fade.
The water in the Purple Snail Tower continued to gush out, driving away the flames and restoring the area to a size of three feet.
The dark red light on the ground suddenly flashed with thunder, shooting out twisted red thunder fires, launching a fierce offensive towards the water. Compared with the previous two times, the momentum this time was particularly different.
There was a flash of silver light in the giant mouth of the copper toad, and the donkey came out.
Most of the lightning rushed towards the donkey and the three-foot-large flying stone. For a moment, the donkey and the surface of the flying stone were adsorbed with frightening red lightning, swaying like a thin snake.
"The Romance of Fairy Wood"
Tu Kun was shocked to see it, there were too many, and he wondered if Lu Zijin would be cooked?
He could only desperately use local methods to resolve some of the scattered lightning. The water flow swirled rapidly, consuming the lightning's attack.
Hearing a rapid scream faintly coming from the ground, Tu Kun waved his right hand, and the copper toad, which was about ten feet in size and had not yet shrunk, moved in the water and appeared on the left side of the donkey. There was a loud "clang" sound, and the remaining soul was
The old man's sneak attack with the "Arrow Soul Technique" was blocked by Tu Kun who was on guard.
"Senior Ge Chun, when Jin Hua Niang's soul power is burned out, it will be your turn. Rather than losing both sides, how about we each take a step back and let it go?"
Tu Kun laughed and spread his voice across the small body of water.
He kept using his hands to resolve wave after wave of lightning attacks. He could feel that the lightning attack borrowed by the old man with residual soul could not last long and was slowly fading away.
He also got into a conversation, chatting with the other person, and actually asking about some situations.
"It's too late. The barrier has been closed. It will take at least three months to open again. You are trapped here and can't get out for the time being. How can I trust you to stay here? So you have no choice but to die."
Tu Kun sighed in his heart. He was not worried about being in the same place with the sinister old ghost. He said in his mouth: "We have a large number of people. If we continue to fight, not even the scum of your companion will be left. Inside the eight corner gates of the ancient tomb
How much energy do you have for you to drive? Why don’t we live together on equal terms, and no one will step too far..."
Within a few words, nearly half of the powerful lightning attack had subsided, and it was unable to continue.
The old voice interrupted with indifference: "If we don't fight to the end, who will win or lose will still be unknown. Will I believe your nonsense?"
Dots of bright lights suddenly appeared in the air, screaming and shooting toward the water formation.
"The aura of sharp gold!"
Following Yang Shuilan's voice, the water rippled with clearly separated layers of rapids.
Then Yang Shuilan's figure appeared in the water.
Tu Kun put the motionless donkey covered in red lightning into the copper toad with a finger-sized dent on its surface, and asked: "How is the master of the temple?"
"It's not serious. There is not much alien energy left in the observer's body, and it won't be removed for a while. After this period, we will slowly heal."
Yang Shuilan said it easily.
Tu Kun's heart sank, and he sent a message to ask: "Is there any way to completely remove it?"
Yang Shuilan knew that she couldn't hide it from Tu Kun, so she controlled the water flow of the water formation to flexibly resolve the sharp gold energy attack. Now she had to find a way to break the stalemate. If Ge Chun was allowed to borrow energy to attack first, if they were passive, they might be in big trouble. She is purely a feeling.
Mr. Ge Chun was too calm and seemed to have a big trump card in his hand.
These previous attacks seemed to be testing them.
"After I got out, I met with Mulia and discussed. She has a lot of magical power. The mountain gods and water gods can work together to get rid of the troubles of the temple master and get rid of the remaining witchcraft power. But you have to be prepared to be slaughtered by the lion."
"It's good if you can find a way. Money is an external thing...will she agree?"
"If you don't agree, I'll bore Xiao Ni'er to death."
Yang Shuilan's message was very confident. She didn't want to beg that woman and owed Mulihua a favor, and she couldn't bear to see that woman's air of dignity.
Zhang Wenfeng flew out from the entrance of the tower and walked on the edge of life and death. Except that his face was slightly pale, there was no sign of weakness or embarrassment. The blood stains on his body had been removed, and he asked: "How is the situation?"
Tu Kun looked at the viewer and said with a smile: "I have blocked several waves of attacks and are currently at a stalemate. I have an idea. Please help me refer to it to see if it is feasible."
"Please say."
"The remnant soul of Ge Chunxian must be hiding in a corner door of a certain tomb. What I mean is that I can get under the flying rocks, approach the ancient tomb, and find a way to break into the corner door. As long as I can find his hiding place, it will be easy. "
Tu Kun glanced at the rocks in the water that were still absorbing the lightning. At worst, he would disperse the lightning that could not be absorbed for the time being.
Yang Shuilan thought: "Don't act separately. Maybe Ge Chunxian had the idea to defeat each one. The temple master and I entered the Purple Snail Pagoda, and I released water to flood the entire tomb. We took the opportunity to approach the ancient tomb and act together so that we can take care of each other." "
Zhang Wenfeng muttered: "I agree with Shui Lan's method of approaching the ancient tomb. I can try to see if I can compete with Ge Chunxian for control of the Mudan Pearl at close range. The sneak attack I suffered earlier was probably because Ge Chunxian was afraid that my chanting would affect me. Mudanzhu will be detrimental to him."
Tu Kun smiled and said: "Without further delay, let's take the initiative. Yang Shuilan will be responsible for covering and cooperating. I will attack the tomb door. The temple leader will try to chant sutras and compete with Ge Chunxian for control of the Mudan Pearl. Let's take a multi-pronged approach and catch the old guy off guard. .”
They are all decisive people and don't waste time on too many discussions.
Tu Kun communicated two sentences with the donkey and released the donkey from the copper toad.
Yang Shuilan used water magic to collect the donkey and the temple owner, who were standing still trying to digest the lightning, into the tower. Waiting for the earth protector to disperse the lightning that flew on the rocks, they were ready. When the sharp golden energy subsided, the water surged. And out.
The soil turned invisible and burrowed into the flying rocks. It rushed toward the tomb chamber with the water flow, followed by a copper toad that shrank to the size of a fist.
The Purple Snail Pagoda moved with the water, and soon it was three feet away from the ancient tomb. Zhang Wenfeng, who was sitting at the entrance of the tower, was silently chanting sutras, his mind power spreading invisible. He concentrated on feeling the changes in the Mudan Pearl. Sure enough, he was very close. Mudan The flashing rhythm of the beads resonated with his mind power, disrupting Ge Chunxian's control of the Mudan beads.
He entrusted his safety to Yang Shuilan, and could detect the light of the Mudan Pearl flickering in and out.
Yang Shuilan said happily: "It's effective, Earth Protector takes action!"
The flying stone slammed into a corner door, with a "bang" sound. The stone door, which had lost the protection of the ancient tomb formation, could not withstand such a violent blow and broke into countless pieces. The dark door opened wide, and stones several feet in size broke into it.
The water rushing to the edge of the ancient tomb suddenly stopped and stopped pouring into the open door.
"Boy, just because you want to compete with me for control of the Wood Pill Pearl?"
As Ge Chunxian's voice came, Zhang Wenfeng, who was chanting sutras, suddenly had a look of pain on his face. The alien energy remaining in his meridians was activated by the old man with a broken soul, wreaking havoc and disturbing Zhang Wenfeng's mood.
Yang Shuilan hurriedly put her hand on the viewer's shoulder, and did not hesitate to expend her divine power to drive away the chaotic forces.
Zhang Wenfeng took a breath. The Taoist scriptures had limited influence on Mu Danzhu. He decided to change to a different kind of scripture recitation and chanted the "Tai Shang Cave Xuan Ling Bao Wu Measurable Human High Grade Miao Sutra". After Bai Wuchang secretly pointed it out last time, he
It was by relying on this sutra to suppress the troublesome dragon soul. If it still failed, he would switch to other sutras, believing that there would always be a sutra that could deal with Mu Danzhu.
He guessed that this bead was left behind by his Taoist predecessors.
More than 5,000 years ago, most of the current territory of the Da'an Dynasty was uninhabited wilderness.
At that time, there were very few national dynasties, only various large sects and powerful forces that lasted for thousands or ten thousand years. Since the immortals re-established order and rules, in order to resist the spiritual energy ebb that occurs once in five hundred years, each sect has to support secular dynasties.
In order to continue the legacy of incense.
Zhang Wenfeng had Yang Shuilan to help him. He endured the pain of interference and calmed down to chant sutras. The invisible power of his thoughts spread in waves. Yang Shuilan, who was blocking the exit, whispered: "There has been a change. Bagua runes appeared on the surface of the bead."
Ge Chunxian's angry snort came from the air.
The tree-like light patterns on the ground were still flickering under the cover of the water. At this moment, they were quickly annihilated as the wood pill beads changed.
A smile appeared on Yang Shuilan's face. She arranged layers of protection at the exit, leaving only the upper and lower air holes, which could reveal the viewer's telepathy. Countless attacks came suddenly, but were resolved one by one by her rotating protection. One of them was an arrow.
The soul technique was deflected by her water technique.
The master of the temple found a way to control the Mudan Pearl, and the old guy became furious.
The flying stone rushed out from the open door of the tomb, and Tu Kun's cry was heard: "It's so cold! It almost froze me. The space inside is not small, and there is nothing left." Followed by the copper toad.
Yang Shuilan smiled and said: "The master of the temple has regained control of Mu Danzhu. Ge Chunxian's witchcraft formation has failed. Protector of the Earth, you can try the next portal."
"No wonder, the extremely cold air that surrounded me suddenly dispersed."
Tu Kun laughed and turned to a corner door on the side, smashed open the stone door and rushed in.
The wooden beads became more and more dazzling. On each of the eight corner doors of the ancient tomb, including the two that were damaged, shadows of the beads appeared, slowly surrounding the green beads, like a cover hanging over the ancient tomb.
Zhang Wenfeng already understood that this string of rosary beads was left by the senior of Lingbao Temple. I wonder if there are ancient ferocious beasts or ferocious gods and evil spirits suppressing the ancient tomb?
He opened the Mudan Pearl through the matching scriptures. As the other beads gradually materialized, he slowly "saw" the scene inside the eight corner gates and found the location of Ge Chunxian's remaining soul.
Inside the corner door on the opposite side, there are two dead bones leaning against the stone wall.
There was an old man who looked up and looked at Zhang Wenfeng through the air. There was also a thin black figure with little blue sparks burning on his body. He was struggling and twisting in pain, but could not speak.
Zhang Wenfeng stood up slowly and said, "It's okay for us to go out."
The formation in the tomb was now at his disposal. Ge Chunxian's remnant soul couldn't use the Mudan Pearl and couldn't do anything. He saw that the old man's remnant soul was also burning at an extremely fast speed.
This time, the old man was really dead, so he simply ended his life.