In the secret room of the cave, there was a cold and cold atmosphere, and the spiritual energy was mixed and rich. Zhang Wenfeng sat cross-legged on the cushion of a jade tree, making hand seals from time to time, with strands of cyan mist lingering around his body, slowly circling, and little rays of light flickering like stars.
An arm's length away in front of you, there are some ancient ghost patterns appearing on the surface of a five-foot-tall mysterious bronze lamp, and the dim light fades in response.
The stone chamber is reflected in a gloomy and eerie light, unlike the human scene.
With the help of the "Blue Light Reflection Curse" magical power to create a calm state of mind, he can stay awake for about an hour every day. After trying for an unknown amount of time, he is now able to cooperate with the little energy immersed in the Soul Soul Palace.
The prototype of God, jointly worshiping and refining the bronze lamp, if within a limited time, one person can truly be used as two people.
Other times, the body’s spiritual consciousness falls into deep sleep and practice.
It is extremely important to him that his spiritual consciousness can dominate his body for one hour every day. He will not worry about putting the cart before the horse and having a strong branch and a weak master. If he notices something is wrong, he can withdraw from the Soul Sacrifice to preserve the safety of the main body.
During his waking hours, he takes time to think, examine, or accumulate sparks of inspiration, focusing on his own cultivation and not thinking about external affairs. The world will still turn around without him.
Feeling that the small world in the Hall of Souls was being repaired and stabilized every day, and expanding towards the darkness at a very slow speed, with more and more ghosts inside, he felt the joy of creating a world, and observing it every day made him satisfied.
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In the vast continent, within the forbidden demon area.
A demon patrol team composed of Taoist cultivators, Confucian cultivators, shaman cultivators and Buddhist cultivators. All eight members were third-level monks. Among them, the captain and deputy captains both had perfect third-level cultivation. They formed a formation and flew slowly along the low altitude.
The sun sets in the west, and the blood-like sunset gives the uninhabited forbidden area a desolate and desolate color.
Nearly a year has passed, and the 400-mile forbidden area is as tight as an iron barrel. However, the demons have not been found and destroyed by the warlocks. Instead, they sneak attack the monks who have penetrated deep into the forbidden area every once in a while. They appear and disappear, making it impossible to prevent them.
The idea of using the forbidden magic array to separate and compress the demon's activity space was greatly hindered in the last hundred or so years.
The two sides are currently in a stalemate. The human monks keep arranging formations and advancing deeply, but they can't control it for a few days, and they will be destroyed by the demon at night. They have fought countless times, and each time they are drilled underground by the demon to escape.
"Magic attack!"
The monk flying in the head suddenly shouted, and a Buddhist amulet on his waist flashed as a warning. The demon was approaching a hundred feet away, showing a trace of breath and preparing to attack. The people behind him quickly moved closer, and the continuous protective breath sharply
Fluctuation shrinks.
"Boom", a ball of black and red flames appeared out of thin air and hit the tall and thin Taoist priest in the middle on the left.
The ferocious attack knocked the Taoist priest who was trying to improve his protection several feet away with a changed expression. With a "bang", a strange black and red flame burst out and engulfed the screaming and struggling Taoist priest.
"beat!"
The leading monk shouted, and a brown bead flashed in the air and hit the empty space on the right.
The other three people followed suit, attacking with spells and treasures. The remaining three held magic weapons in their hands to strengthen the protection between them. After dealing with the demon for a long time, each demon patrol team developed a set of coping methods.
The demons are very cunning, so far they can resist them and even injure the demons who sneak up on them, but they have to be careful in dealing with them.
A talisman light flew high into the sky, exploded with a bang, and the sound spread two hundred miles away.
"No, the devil is over here!"
A Confucian cultivator who was strengthening the protection noticed something was wrong and shouted.
Numerous attacks exposed a ball of black energy and shattered it into pieces. Two balls of black and red flames hit the protective mask almost at the same time. The huge explosion impacted and shook three of the people in the formation to stagger.
"Strengthen your protection and stop attacking..."
The leading monk realized something was wrong, and the demon's strength was different again. He had a chance to survive if he stood still waiting for help.
A black fist suddenly struck down from above, shattering the precarious formation. Two people were swept out by a black energy and fell into crisis, and their bodies were on fire. Several others immediately went their separate ways and were attacked by the devil.
I was so confused and dizzy.
"Let it go quickly..."
Another monk lost his cool and shouted in panic.
The leading monk flicked his sleeves, took out a small bag and poured it into the air, revealing the burly figure of the magic weapon monk, and then shot a stream of white magic power onto the magic weapon monk.
The magic weapon monk opened his eyes, took a step, and his body disappeared like a shadow, carrying an unparalleled strong wind and smashing into the air a hundred feet away.
"The devil must run away!"
"Bang", black air burst into the air.
The magic weapon monk raised his fists and smashed them everywhere. In an instant, countless fist shadows were shot out in the air like wheels.
Within a few miles, the barren mountains collapsed, trees were shattered into pieces, and the roar of the fists did not miss any opening. Even a monk who was on fire exploded into a ball of blood mist. The remaining people remained silent and did not dare to move an inch.
This indiscriminate fighting style made them tremble with fear.
"Magic weapon, you can't do anything to me. Don't damage your vajra body. It will be my devil body in the future, hahaha."
The old and wanton laughter came from the air, misty and nowhere to be found.
The magic weapon monk stopped with a gloomy face and snorted coldly. He was too lazy to talk nonsense with the devil.
The failure of this plan made him depressed. He stared at the leading monk and shouted: "Kechen, why didn't you wait before letting me out? With your ability, you can persist under the devil for a while. You have wasted the opportunity to fight."
, what crime should be committed?”
As for whether the other people would still be alive if he persisted for a while longer, he ignored it.
The monk named Kechen clasped his hands and bowed. He knew the temperament of the magic weapon master and did not dare to defend himself. He said: "It's because I was impatient and didn't grasp the opportunity. I am willing to take the blame!"
The monk who had shouted to "let it go" clasped his hands and bowed his head, his face changing color because of nervousness.
The magic weapon monk looked away. If he did something wrong and dared to talk back to him, the consequences would be very serious. He was in a bad mood and slapped Kechen down. His figure flickered and disappeared without saying how to punish Kechen.
Ke Chen breathed a sigh of relief and whispered: "Gather around us and wait for help. Be careful that the devil comes back."
The remaining five people quickly formed a new protective formation with Kechen as the center, including the witch cultivator who was burned by the demonic fire. They defended with all their strength and watched the movements everywhere.
Soon, three fourth-level monks flew from the sky to meet them, asked a few questions, and protected the six people as they flew south.
It was dark at night, in the city on the edge of the forbidden area.
Lu Changyuan sat on the chair above and sighed: "The devil's strength has returned to the early stage of the fourth level. Although he was injured by the magic weapon master, after a few days, the devil's injury will be healed, and it will be more difficult to deal with in the future. If you have any good suggestions, please suggest them.
Discuss."
Gu Qingrong looked at Tu Kun on the left and asked: "Friend Taoist Tu, can you contact Taoist Fang who is traveling and ask her to come and help? With Taoist friend Fang's combat power, if you find the trace of the devil, you may be able to kill it with one sword strike.
We can no longer allow the devil to continue to recover, lest it cause an uncontrollable disaster."
Tu Kun nodded and said: "Some time ago, I sent a flying sword to try to contact fellow Taoist Fang but failed. I asked Xianling Guanduo to send people to the Nanyuan Continent and the West Continent to search for it, and asked her to come to the Vast Continent as soon as possible."
The devil has become more difficult than expected and has grown too fast. All the small thoughts of all the forces must be put away to overcome the difficulties together.
Gu Qingrong cupped his hands to express his gratitude.
While they were discussing, Lu Yuanyuan and Qian Yan looked to the northwest at the same time. Lu Yuanyuan stood up and said, "How brave. The devil is breaking through the formation we have arranged and is already approaching the edge."
Everyone was shocked.
The devil wants to escape from the forbidden area.