A Sword Through the Nine Heavens

　　 "Boom!"

　　 Suddenly red patterns appeared on the walls and ground of the entire room, blocking all the black and white gas flowing from Muyu's body. However, all the furniture was turned into nothingness, and the whole room became nothing. Only the purest black gas and white were criss-crossed, except that the walls and the ground remained intact due to the formation.

　　 "Such a thing like turf grass is really too dangerous." Feng Haochen shook his head. Once an accident occurs, the grass is likely to cause great trouble. If it is not here, he will not take this risk.

　　 "Relax, those dead and angry people can't assimilate the formation I set up." Xie Bulao said proudly with the six evils in his hand, obviously confident in his sixth finger.

　　 But his proud expression soon froze, and the whole room suddenly shuddered again! The anger and lifelessness began to invade frantically towards the formation, trying to escape. After the balance of the two breaths of Ghost Grass was broken in Muyu's hands, they did not re-integrate, but fled apart!

　　 Anger and death are constantly transforming all kinds of fierce monsters. The monsters that are transformed into death are extremely fierce, and there is an endless fierce breath all over the body. The angry and magical monsters are extremely holy, but the sacred atmosphere is so immortal, as if the purest power in the world, want to transform the red monster around.

　　 The red pattern fluttered with many evil inscriptions. The inscriptions contend with anger and death, striking, bursting out the power of tearing the sky, and even the evil and immortal face changed slightly!

　　 "I didn't expect it to be so powerful!" Xie Bu Lao frowned, his hands turned into phantoms, and countless inscriptions kept blending into the formation.

　　 "Withered wood, help!" Feng Haochen shouted, and he kept evoking golden inscriptions in his hands. Innumerable inscriptions have been integrated into the formation of evil immortality, helping evil immortality consolidate his isolation formation.

Withered Shen said: "My spiritual power is not enough, Ziguang Jiyu had consumed a lot of energy to deal with the evil spirits last time, so I returned the Ziguang Jiyu. I need someone to help me!" The law provided him with endless spiritual power, but the dead wood did not.

　　 "Tell me, Luo Si, come and help the dead wood!" Feng Hao Chen said.

　　Chengyan, Luo Luo Qiao Xue and Xiang Nan and others felt the movement of the room and rushed over. The four of them did not understand the formation and did not know how to start for a while.

　　 But the dead wood hand has quickly portrayed a mysterious small formation on the ground, wrapping himself around him.

　　 "Enter the spiritual power into this formation, and I will be able to draw on your spiritual strength!" Withered Wood's face was pale after describing the formation. The other four quickly followed suit, plunging their spiritual power into the formation where the dead wood stood. At the same time, the dead wood hand also continuously burst out powerful inscriptions, and merged into the formation of evil immortality.

　　Chenyan et al. clenched their teeth, because they found that the dead wood was like a whale sucking the sky to mobilize all the spiritual power from them. When the dead wood assists evil spirits, the spiritual power required is quite huge.

　　 "His--"

　　 The walls of the room have already appeared a shocking crack! Even being squeezed by angry and dead air, it began to deform. Numerous cracks covered the entire wall. If it weren't for the red and gold patterns, they might have been razed to the ground.

　　 "Poof!"

　　 Muyu, who was at the center of two primitive forces, was suddenly hit hard and spit out a spit of blood. His current practice is so small in front of these two forces, like a drop in the sea, a huge wave and a lone boat, which may be destroyed at any time!

　　 "It's not good. The wave and the volatility of Muyu that can compete with anger and death are simply unbearable. The evil is not old, you have to protect him!" Feng Haochen shouted. Xie Bu Lao only cares about maintaining his own formation, and does not care about Mu Yu who is at the center of the force, which makes Mu Yu suffer a strong impact.

"I come."

　　Withered wood integrates his pattern into Muyu, helping him counteract the oppression caused by angry and dead air, but he also spit out a blood of blood, which is far from what he can resist. His face is very worried, but he can only achieve this level. At this time, no matter who rushes in, he may be assimilated by anger and death, and there is no possibility of survival. Muyu also relied on being in the center of two forces to offset each other's tearing force to survive.

　　 At this moment, Mu Yu is like living in the cracks. Every inch of his skin is squeezed and torn, but he cancels each other out when he is about to burst. The kind of pain that could not survive but swept over his body, his bones were to be scattered, and even small tears appeared in the skin, and blood flowed.

　　 Muyu was desperate and wanted to shout, but his throat was also torn, making no sound at all. His Dantian even showed a terrible crack!

Dan Tian is a person's fundamental. If damage occurs, it is often irreversible, which means that his cultivation career has come to an end. Rao Shi Jian Ying Chen, a peerless master like Dan Tian, ​​cannot be repaired by himself after being injured by the heaven and earth array method. !

　　 Muyu's face became paler and paler. The spiritual power of his body suddenly poured out quickly and escaped from his body. The whole person quickly languished, and the cultivation base was constantly weakening.

　　 "Do something! You two! Let him stop!" Witherwood roared loudly. How the three outsiders could not see that Mu Yu had been hit hard at the moment, and their lives were at stake, but those who could help at this moment were helpless.

　　 Withered wood trembling all over, he knew to separate

Ming Cao's anger and death are very dangerous, but he thought that wind and dust and evil are not old, Muyu will not have an accident, but now it seems that even the two of them can not resolve the danger of Muyu.

　　 "The balance between anger and lifelessness has been broken, and if he is stopped, the consequences will be disastrous!"

　　Evil Elder looks dignified, and he did not expect this. In fact, not only him, even Feng Haochen doesn't know how dangerous it is to separate the nethergrass. This primitive force is too domineering, and it is not something that an ordinary innocent can resist.

The lines around 　　 suddenly flew out many inscriptions, broke through the layers of obstacles, and wanted to protect Muyu, but the angry and dead energy directly wrapped all the inscriptions, swallowed it up, and did not give the evil and the old a little chance.

　　 "Jianling! Xiaoshuai!" Feng Haochen had rushed out of the yard and leaped towards Lan Ling'er's room. Xiaoshuai had been following Ling'er for several days, and now he was lying on Lan Ling'er's bed and sleeping. Lan Ling'er was practicing aside and saw Master hurriedly pulling out the Xiaoshuai. He wanted to ask what happened, but Feng Haochen had taken the Xiaoshuai away, and returned to the evil old man again.

　　 And now the walls of the room have been transformed into death and anger, leaving only the illusory red pattern trapping the two most primitive forces in it, everyone can see the situation of Muyu at the moment.

　　 Muyu is like a blood man at the moment!

　　 Xiaoshuai was confused and caught by Feng Haochen. He opened his eyes and asked, "Old man, what are you doing?"

"Xiaoshuai! I know you don't have any memories now, but you are one of the purest creatures in the world and will not be infested by anger and death. You enter the formation and protect Muyu!" Feng Haochen seriously Said.

　　 "Huh? Why are you calling me now? He will die!"

Xiaoshuai was startled when he saw Muyu's situation. He immediately understood what was happening. Without a word, he passed directly towards the red pattern and entered into the black death air, which turned into a white awn and fell on his shoulder. on. Endless aura wrapped Muyu in it, moisturizing the damaged Dan Tian.

The pain on Mu Yu's body was only a little relieved. He moved the Jiuqi Dihunhua in his hand. He knew that he must use the Jiuqi Dihunhua to suppress these violent anger and death at the moment, but these surrounding forces were too domineering , He couldn't free his hand to separate Jiuqi Dihunhua.

　　 "Broken sword, you quickly roll it out!" Xiaoshuai pulled Qian Yu in Mu Yu's sleeve with his small claws, and dragged out the shadow sword. Mu Ling's blue light flashed across the air.

　　 The blue light was shaking slowly, but those blue lights were also directly taken away by anger and death!

　　 "Om!" Mu Ling shuddered, trying to **** Mu Yu into his body, but a resistance came from Mu Yu's body.

　　 "I can't give up! If interrupted, these anger and death will lose control." Mu Yu conveyed her thoughts to Mu Ling.

　　 Mu Ling shook for a while, as if protesting something, it turned the sword's tip to Xiaoshuai. Xiaoshuai changed his lazy look and said, "I know what you are thinking. You gobble up the dead air. I want to find a way to get angry."

Mu Ling has rushed into the dead air, and the holes above the sword body exude a strong suction. All the dead air was swallowed directly into the sword body, like the long rainbow, but the hole in the sword body did not. Any healing phenomenon. And the dead energy also began to illusion all kinds of ferocious monsters, biting the wood spirit, and there were black engravings on the wood spirit!

　　 Xiaoshuai's big tail was stirred in Baimang, powerful vitality shrouded in it, and angry wanted to destroy Xiaoshuai, but Xiaoshuai once again proved his skinny quality that he could not be tolerated, guiding all his anger around him.

It can only do this. Xiaoshuai does not have the ability to devour Mu Ling and cannot reduce the power of anger, but it can calm down the restless anger and scroll along its big tail to minimize The influence of Muyu.

　　 was angry and deadly attracted by Xiaoshuai and Mu Ling, and the pressure on Mu Yu suddenly eased a lot. The Jiu Qi Di Soul Flower in his hand could finally move, and his heart moved. The Jiu Qi Di Soul Flower floated quietly in the air, and everything in the room was wiped out, except that it was still intact and not angry and The impact of lifelessness.

　　The nine leaves of Jiuqi Dihunhua are swaying like a misty air, exuding a weak breath, crystal clear.

As if by some kind of summoning, the top two leaves of Jiuqi Dihunhua suddenly took off automatically, turning into black and white, chasing each other in the air like a dragon and a dragon, dragging a long tail shadow.

Immediately after the black and white scattered, the black leaves floated into the white anger, and the white leaves floated into the black life, like angry and lifeless eyes, forming a Tai Chi pattern.

The white anger was attracted by the black leaves of the Jiuqi Dihunhua flower. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com began to take the black leaves as the center and slowly rotated to form a vortex. All the anger slowly merged into the black leaves in. At the same time, the darkness of death was attracted by the white leaves and merged into the white leaves. All the anger and death in the room began to flow in their respective vortexes, shrinking and surrounding Muyu's body. The black light and white light in Mu Yu's eyes gradually dimmed, and the nethergrass in his hand had long since disappeared.

　　 The violent fluctuation disappeared in the blink of an eye, as if it had never happened. If everything in the room disappeared, I would never have thought that this small bedroom had the anger and death that destroyed the entire triple sky.

　　 Muyu's eyes gradually showed two slap-sized lights. On the left was a misty white mist, and a circular black vortex was spinning in the center of the white mist.

; On the right is the lingering black mist. There is a round white vortex in the center of the black mist. Both the white mist and the black mist seem to want to escape, but they are always attracted together at the right time under the attraction of the central vortex, endlessly endless.

　　 Xiaoshuai stood on Mu Ling. At this moment, there were black stripes on Mu Ling's body, which was very strange. Some holes in the sword had not healed, but they were filled with black dead air. Mu Ling was originally a vigorous existence, but it has become somewhat nondescript.

　　The successful separation of anger and lifelessness did not make Mu Yu feel any relaxed thoughts, instead his heart sank to the bottom.

　　Because he clearly found that his Dantian had been put through a hole, all his cultivation practice disappeared!