Eternal Tranquility

Liu Qinghuan touched his face, felt blood on his hand, and looked at the half-broken arrow on the ground with dumbfounded eyes.

The entire arrow was broken in the middle, and there was a faint starlight flickering at the broken part, but the blood marks still remained on the arrow, as if it had not completely solidified until now, exuding a strong killing intent.

Liu Qinghuan felt a flash of blood in front of his eyes, his eyes felt stinging again, and he quickly looked away.

This arrow is so overbearing that even if it is broken, it still cannot be stared at for a long time.

The illusion just now should be the last scene experienced by this broken arrow, but I don't know who the person with its back is, and who the huge eye in the sky belongs to.

Deep fear flashed in his eyes, but he heard another big noise coming from above.

When he raised his head, he saw bright golden flames flying everywhere like meteors and fire showers, and dense screams suddenly rose up, extremely sharp and harsh, making people anxious.

A huge divine thought swept through, and each star sting waved its tentacles crazily. The meat ball wrapped in the center of the light thread was originally shriveled, but it quickly swelled and plumped in this divine thought, and then "bang" One sound!

Countless star stings exploded with a bang, and then were rolled up by the golden flames, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Liu Qinghuan's heart trembled, that golden flame was the virtual fire carried by the Yang God. If this person could control it to this extent, then his cultivation must have reached the Yang Realm.

He waved his sleeves and collected the broken arrows on the ground into Najie. At the same time, he didn't care to restrain himself anymore, and his spiritual consciousness immediately formed a layer of cyan light around his body to resist the indiscriminate attack of spiritual thoughts.

Fortunately, the other party did not deliberately target him, and his position was still some distance from above, so he was finally safe.

"Fu Bao, didn't you say that these star stings attract people's spiritual thoughts? So what's going on now?"

Fu Bao clung to his side and said aggrievedly, "That's right, that's what my former master said."

Rolling his eyes, he defended: "It must be that the person above is too powerful! Just like the fire beast is not completely afraid of fire. If it exceeds the capacity, it will still die. It must be like this!"

After working on it for a long time, he himself didn't know the details of Xingzheng.

Liu Qinghuan was speechless and raised her head: "You should go back to the spirit beast bag first. You may not be suitable to be present for the following things."

A figure wrapped in golden flames had appeared above, looking down at him.

"You also practice the art of spiritual consciousness?"

Liu Qinghuan paused, raised his hands and saluted, "I've met senior, yes."

At this time, there were not many stars left in the entire cave and it became empty.

The other party's eyes were scrutinizing, and he said: "Although your spiritual consciousness is good, the method of using it is a bit crude and unorganized."

Although the "Nine Heavens Dividing Spirit Technique" is exquisite, it is still a technique below the stage of divine transformation. Using spiritual consciousness to form a defensive shield was also a method that Liu Qinghuan figured out himself.

In the eyes of Kongjie monks, it is probably really crude.

Liu Qinghuan showed an expression of sincere listening: "Thank you, senior, for your advice! Junior Qinglin, haven't you asked for your senior's title?"

The other party stopped talking. Liu Qinghuan's heart sank when she heard him say: "You seemed to have picked up something just now?"

Sure enough, what was supposed to come came anyway. Since he already had other intentions, how could he announce his name again.

Hand over the remaining arrows? Although the arrow was broken, it was obviously not an ordinary thing, so he was naturally unwilling to hand it over.

Hard fight? The other party's cultivation is obviously a level higher than his, but can he survive?

His thoughts suddenly changed, and he looked displeased and looked directly at the other person and said: "Senior, what do you mean by this? Do you want to rob me of the little things I have?"

The man chuckled lightly: "Whether it is a trivial thing or not, you have to see it first before you can make a conclusion. Since you have entered the secret realm, you must also know that the treasures in the secret realm can be obtained by those who can. But..."

He changed the topic and said: "I'm not a murderous person, otherwise I wouldn't have given any advice just now. How about you just take out your things and I'll let you go?"

The situation was pressing, but Liu Qinghuan refused to bow down like this.

It seems that the only way to use the Pure Lotus Tribulation Spiritual Fire is again!

However, before he could take action, a familiar "click" sound came from his ears.

The Yang Realm cultivator frowned: "It's not yet time to change directions in the maze, how could it be..."

This time, there was no doorway, but several small circular openings slid open on the walls on both sides.

Liu Qinghuan's expression changed. They both stood still without moving. How could they trigger the mechanism?

Soon enough, there was a rustling sound from those little mouths, and several long silver ropes shot out, rolling towards the two of them respectively!

Liu Qinghuan stepped down and suddenly disappeared from the place.

But as soon as he appeared in the sky dozens of feet away, a silver light flashed before his eyes.

Liu Qinghuan's eyes sharpened, and the sword energy of Fusheng Sword suddenly exploded!

With a "dang" sound, the sharp sound of metal and stone clashing sounded, followed by a series of scratching sounds, sparks bursting out, and the sword was powerless.

The surface of the silver rope was smooth and fine, and the Fusheng Sword slipped out without causing any scratches on it, but was instead caught.

Liu Qinghuan simply let go, took the opportunity to duck out, pinched his hand again, and the Fusheng Sword turned into a sword and flew out from the entanglement.

But the next moment, his left foot suddenly tightened!

Liu Qinghuan couldn't help but cursed, the silver rope was actually made of Forbidden Spirit Meteor Iron!

That Taoist Wangren was too insidious. First he banned his spiritual consciousness, and now he also banned his magic power. It was obvious that he wanted to kill people!

The magic power on his body immediately became stagnant, and an extremely powerful force came from his feet. Before he had time to react, Liu Qinghuan was pulled and slammed against the wall!

"boom!"

The wall shook a few times, and a large area of ​​earth and stone on the surface collapsed, revealing the seemingly indestructible gray iron wall behind it.

Liu Qinghuan hadn't been in such a panic for a long time. He twisted his body, hugged the silver rope wrapped around him, and used his still-usable consciousness to summon the Fusheng Sword.

It's a pity that Tai Yi Shuang Ling Gu was lost. If there was a sword that could directly cut through the prison, it would be able to cut through the Forbidden Spirit Meteor Iron.

On the other side, the Yang Realm cultivator was taken care of by more long ropes. No matter how capable he was, as long as he was entangled in the Forbidden Spirit Meteor Iron, it would be difficult to escape.

Even Gui Bugui couldn't escape back then, let alone them!

It didn't take long for the two of them to be tightly entangled, looking at each other from a distance.

Liu Qinghuan said happily in pain: "Senior, it seems I can't give you anything."

The man glanced at him: "Let's think about whether we can escape. This Treasure Mirror Palace is more dangerous than you think. We don't know what is waiting for us below."

There will always be good things waiting for them.

At this time, the clicking sound started again, and the small hole where the silver ropes wrapped around the two of them began to expand, and soon it was big enough to allow people to pass through.

Liu Qinghuan couldn't move an inch and was slowly pulled into the hole.