Celestial being

"Huhu"

The chaotic air flow mixed with the black wind swept towards him. Yuan Ming did not dodge at all. He held his head high and allowed the force to hit him.

He immediately felt that the Yin Qi in the black wind passed through his body, penetrated his sea of ​​consciousness, and blew directly on his soul, making the little Nascent Soul sitting firmly in the sea of ​​consciousness, They couldn't help but shudder.

Yuan Ming frowned slightly, and without stopping, he actually took the initiative to attack those sandstorm dragons.

His steps were steady and steady, and every time he took a step forward, he would follow up with a ready punch.

As time goes by, Yuan Ming's pace becomes faster and faster, and the speed of punching is also faster than the previous one. The overlapping fist shadows continue to fly out. The demon elephant's fighting spirit becomes more and more high, and the power of the fists becomes more and more powerful. The harder it gets, each blow is accompanied by the roar of the demon elephant.

However, after throwing nearly a hundred punches like this, Yuan Ming's brows became more and more wrinkled.

He tried to lock his life with the black wind and sandstorm, and he could indeed feel the artistic conception of fighting against the enemy, but his understanding of the common fate remained stagnant and he had no clue.

Just when he dispersed the black wind and sandstorm tornado again, looking at the disintegrating yellow sand and feeling the Yin Qi invading the sea of ​​consciousness, a flash of lightning suddenly flashed in Yuan Ming's mind.

"Common destiny...perhaps it is not only to use the enemy's life to share my life, but also to use my life to share the enemy's life. I not only want to lock the lives of both parties, but also to share the same feelings. My understanding of the common destiny Not deep, maybe it’s because I failed to understand the enemy, just like this black wind and sandstorm, I only understand the yellow sand, but I don’t understand the dark wind thoroughly. If I only have a little understanding, how can we talk about sharing a common destiny?" For a moment, the thoughts in Yuan Ming's mind Flow quickly.

He felt that he had grasped something, but it was not clear for a while.

"No matter how many things there are, let's understand the black wind and sandstorm, and with the goal of completely resisting the black wind with our fists and fighting spirit, let's start this training." Yuan Ming secretly decided in his heart.

He immediately stopped rushing to attack Heifeng Sandstorm. Instead, he held the Wind-fixing Pearl in his hand, stood in the storm, observed Heifeng, and tried to lock Heifeng with his fist.

However, wind is invisible, hard to touch, and good at changing. How can it be so easy to lock in?

Only then did Yuan Ming realize that the illusion that he had locked his life with was actually just locking on the trapped yellow sand, so he was helpless against the Yin Qi in the black wind.

"By the way, I can also use the Qi-gaining technique of the Emperor's Conferred God Fist." Yuan Ming suddenly remembered something and felt happy.

The art of looking for energy is the core of "Emperor's Conferred God Fist". To practice this boxing technique and to take advantage of the power of heaven and earth, the prerequisite is to be able to see through the movement of heaven and earth. Otherwise, how can we talk about taking advantage of the situation, how can we talk about harnessing the power of heaven and earth?

Yuan Ming immediately recalled the art of looking at the Qi carefully, and according to the instructions, he began to direct the magic power to focus on his eyes.

The first time he tried it, Yuan Ming felt his eyes sore and swollen, and the brightness of the world he saw suddenly increased. Even though he was in the sky full of yellow sand, he still felt exceptionally clear.

After only a few breaths, Yuan Ming felt that the soreness turned into severe pain. He couldn't bear it anymore and couldn't help but close his eyes.

Suddenly, large tears rolled down from the corners of his eyes, and his face was covered in the wind and sand.

Yuan Ming paused for a moment, and after realizing that there was no serious problem, he immediately tried to use the qi-gazing technique again.

This time, he paid more attention and observed Black Wind with all his heart. Sure enough, he saw many detailed changes in it, and he was very happy.

At this time, he suddenly remembered that the reason why Yuzheng was able to see through his curse runes that day was probably due to this ridiculously powerful qi-gazing technique.

After a period of observation, Yuan Ming put away the Wind-fixing Pearl and began to fight against the black wind and sandstorm again.

However, after seeing through many detailed changes in Heifeng, Yuan Ming became more and more skillful in his fist swings. His fists were able to weaken Heifeng's Yin Qi to a certain extent.

Based on the essence of the Emperor's Conferred God Fist, Yuan Ming even learned to live with this black wind and sandstorm.

At this point, he no longer blindly acted as the mainstay to fight against the sandstorm, but to a certain extent, he followed the direction of the black wind and sandstorm, fighting against it while borrowing strength from it.

It's just that this kind of taking advantage of the situation is still at the extremely basic stage. More often than not, he fails to take advantage of the situation and instead follows the trend, like a light boat drifting with the current, being carried along by the black wind and sandstorm, and moving forward.

…

at the same time.

The Wuyue Sect's army is entering the Zhao Kingdom from the Black Wind Desert in a mighty manner, heading straight for the mountain gate of Lingfu Sect.

The army did not rush forward. Instead, wherever they went, they sent monks to slaughter Zhao's immortal cultivators, as well as ordinary people, even cattle, horses, and livestock, and collected the souls through magical weapons similar to soul-stirring bells.

For a time, wherever the army passed, there were thousands of miles of bones, and there were no humans or animals left.

Somewhere in the Wuyue Cult army, a giant flying boat with a length of 100 feet was slowly moving forward through the sky.

A huge command flag with the word "Xi" hung above the flying boat. In a certain room of the flying boat, Xi was sitting cross-legged with a solemn expression on his face.

There was a large black flag suspended in the air in front of him, with a huge ghost face pattern on it constantly twisting, making a shrill ghost cry, as if countless ghosts were crying at night.

Xi Zheng was holding a black gourd in his hand, and the yin energy and ghosts were pouring out, constantly blending into the black banner.

Half an hour later, all the Yin Qi and ghosts in the gourd were absorbed, and the ghostly face pattern on the black banner became much clearer. The sinister wind howled in the room, and the ghostly Qi was strong.

"Yes, after absorbing this batch of ghosts, the Ghost King Banner has been improved a lot. After a while, the twelfth rune can be added." A trace of joy flashed across Xi Zheng's face.

The Wu Yue Sect's army killed people and took souls along the way. The Xi family followed behind, eating and drinking, and secretly bought some souls for themselves. Other forces were also doing the same thing.

Wu Yueshen turned a blind eye to this and ignored it.

Over the past few days, the Xi family has used these ghosts to refine a lot of magic weapons with Yin attributes, and their strength has increased a lot unknowingly.

At this moment, a white light flashed from the outside and hung in front of him. The light converged and turned into a transmission note.

Xi Zheng took the transmission talisman, his spiritual consciousness was absorbed into it, and a strange color flashed across his face.

He raised his sleeves, put away the Ghost King flag, stood up and flew directly outside.

…

Somewhere in the Wuyue Sect's army, there was a palace that was as big as an acre and more than ten feet high. It exuded a trace of black energy and looked like a giant black turtle with its head curled up and its legs curled up.

Around the palace, hundreds of Wuyue Sect monks were stationed, and the entire palace was completely surrounded, strictly prohibiting any outsiders from approaching.

There is a smaller gray palace suspended near the black palace, and there are also Wuyue Sect monks guarding the outside.

A ray of light flew from a distance and landed at the door of the gray palace, revealing Xizheng's figure.

He turned a blind eye to the monks around him who were saluting him, and walked directly into the temple.

In the center of the gray palace is a circular stone table with five stone chairs. There are already two figures sitting here, none other than Lord Xieyan and Ni Mu.

"You two came here early. This place is still some distance from Lingfu Sect. I don't know why Master Jiuyin suddenly called me here." Xi Zheng sat down on a stone chair, as if there was someone there. The graceful maid served steaming hot tea.

"I don't know. Could it be that something happened to the Lingfu Sect?" Ni Mu said.

As he spoke, the exposed skin on his arms and neck appeared with flickering golden lines.

"Master Tian Puppet has refined the soul-washing pill? Judging from your appearance, you should have completely integrated with the natal puppet. It is really gratifying." Xi Zheng looked at Ni Mu and said with an envious tone. .

Ni Mu retrieved the Immortal Immortal Fruit from the Three Immortals Island and refined it into an Immortal Elixir. He presented it to Wu Moon God a few days ago. Wu Moon God was very satisfied and gave him a soul-washing pill as a reward.

The soul-washing pill is a strange pill refined by Wu Yueshen. It has the effect of improving soul power and cleansing the soul. Even if it is not soul cultivation, it will be of great benefit after taking it.

"We all worship the gift of Lord Wu Yueshen." Ni Mu said.

Lord Xieyan sat next to him, drinking tea quietly and not participating in the conversation between the two.

Suddenly, his pupils shrank.

On the empty stone chair next to him, a figure wearing a purple robe and a candle dragon mask appeared on his face. It was Lord Jiuyin.

Xi Zheng and Ni Mu also discovered the figure of Lord Jiuyin at this moment, their expressions also changed slightly, they stood up and saluted: "Lord Jiuyin."

"You three have been waiting for a long time. Please sit down." Lord Jiuyin said.

"Venerable Jiuyin summoned us here. I wonder what happened? By the way, why don't we see Venerable Zi Zi?" Venerable Xieyan sat down and asked.

"Something happened in the Lingfu Sect. Maybe they learned about the movements of my Wuyue Sect army. The people of the Lingfu Sect abandoned the mountain gate and fled to Dajin. I asked the Venerable Zi Zi to lead the team to pursue them." Venerable Jiuyin. explained.

After hearing this, Xizheng, Ni Mu, and Lord Xieyan were not surprised.

The Lingfu Sect would definitely not be able to withstand the Wuyue Sect's army, so it was reasonable to abandon the sect and flee.

"Don't worry about him. I just received news that the Yunhuang Alliance army has entered the boundary of Zhao Kingdom. They will meet us soon. I specially called a few people here to discuss strategies to defend against the enemy." Jiu Jiu Lord Yin said.

At dusk, Ni Mu, Lord Xieyan heard the words and sat up slightly.

Is this war finally about to officially begin...

"I wonder if Lord Wuyue Shen has any instructions?" Lord Evil Eye asked tentatively.

Although the few people present are all venerables, it is difficult for the other venerables to meet Wu Yueshen. Any instructions from Wu Yueshen are usually conveyed directly through Venerable Jiuyin.

"Master Wu Yueshen is still in seclusion." Lord Jiuyin said slowly.

Venerable Evil Eye's face moved slightly and he said no more.

"This is the latest situation reported back, please take a look." Lord Jiuyin raised his hand, and three jade slips fell in front of Ni Mu, Xi Zheng, and Lord Xieyan.

The three of them looked at each other, picked up the jade slips one after another, and immersed their consciousness in them.

The jade slip records the number of monks sent by the Yunhuang Alliance this time, the sects, and the masters there are, which is quite detailed.

"The war is about to begin. Don't worry, you can speak freely if you have any ideas." Lord Jiuyin glanced at the three of them and said this.