Five Immortals Gate

Fortunately, before coming out this time, the Great Elder took out more than ten Nascent Soul-level defensive talismans without hesitation, and Li Yan accepted them without any courtesy.

Li Yan's body surface turned into a yellow bronze bell. Although it continuously erupted with a series of dazzling lights, it was torn apart by the swirling black snowflakes on the surface.

But Li Yan also took the opportunity to use the "Nine Cauldron Guishui" technique, condensing the magic power in his body into a steel wire, no longer restless, and resumed normal operation, and the spiritual power shield also returned to normal.

As soon as Li Yan raised his hand, another talisman turned into a yellow copper bell and enveloped him inside. At the same time, the magic power outside his body turned into a sheet of fire, which began to melt the black snow falling from all directions.

After Yan San on one side saw it, his eyes flickered. He could sense that the fire spiritual power exerted by Li Yan was very pure, surging like boundless blazing sky fire.

"His magic power seems to be deeper again. Could it be that he is a Tianlinggen monk, and he is a rare person with water and fire elements in the world. I didn't expect that the fire element spiritual power is also so domineering."

"Fellow Taoist Yan San, we said we would sincerely cooperate. What do you mean by this? If you know anything else, I hope you will tell it earlier, otherwise we will go back and the contract will be terminated!"

At this moment, the great elder's old voice came over, and the voice had the same cold meaning as the surrounding cold wind.

When these black snowflakes appeared below, Yan San immediately used the wind to blow them away.

With so many snowflakes blowing up from below, normally, blocking from a distance is not of great significance. Instead, the body's surface defenses will be used to isolate and block the situation before further decisions are made.

Otherwise, using mana like this would consume even the three of them, and they would not be able to hold on for long. They could only rely on elixirs and spiritual stones to replenish their mana.

Yan San's actions can only mean that he knew that those black snowflakes could not touch his body at all, so he did not hesitate to use his magic power to shake them away.

"The Great Elder misunderstood. I just instinctively felt that there was something strange about these snowflakes, so I subconsciously shook them away. But I really don't know what attack effect they have."

Yan San said calmly, he had actually been close to this place last time.

Of course, he had been prepared for this. He just wanted to see how the two of them would respond. These things would not kill the two of them, but they would definitely expose some of their hidden strengths.

The Great Elder's body seemed to be a bottomless pit. After those black snowflakes attached to his body, although they began to rotate, they shrank sharply in the rotation in just a breath, and they disappeared in an instant, as if they had been sucked into his body.

What surprised him was Li Yan, who was possessed of fire spiritual power, and those black snowflakes melted before he even used his magical power.

Of course Yan San knew that these snowflakes could not be melted by ordinary flames.

The last time Yan San also faced the extreme cold, he used his wind magic power to use the "Fireball Technique". If it were placed in the outside world, a lake might be burned dry in an instant.

But here, after the "Fireball Technique" was used last time, only the black snowflakes closest to the fireball could be melted, but the black snowflakes behind it would become more and more covered, and soon the fireball turned into a black light ball.

The blossoms fell on it and continued to merge while spinning rapidly, taking away the flames inside at an incredible speed. But in less than ten breaths, the fireball he cast turned into a black, cold ball.

"Friend Yansan, I hope that as you said, one of the three of us will be damaged. Let's see who suffers the most. Anyway, the Tianli people don't need the 'Tianyan Pit' and can move away at any time!"

Li Yan was surrounded by blazing flames. He floated in front of Yan San, but his voice was unusual.

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of coldness. Before there is substantial evidence, if the other party insists that they don't know, you can't really impose right and wrong on others.

"If you don't believe it, there's nothing I can do!"

Yan San said with helplessness on his face...

During the subsequent sinking process, the three of them were constantly consuming mana to resist these black snowflakes. They fell at a faster speed, like three heavy ice masses.

Half an hour later, while the three of them were holding spiritual stones to restore their mana and walking through the black snowflakes, they suddenly saw a blur in front of their eyes, and all the snowflakes suddenly disappeared.

But there were random waves of cold wind blowing out, causing the three of them to stagger around.

"Bang bang bang!"

The defense talismans on the three bodies burst into pieces in an instant, followed by the sound of "ka ka ka", and the spiritual shield shattered.

"Work together to defend!"

The Great Elder is the person with the highest level of cultivation here, and after the "Qiongqi Purgatory Technique" he practiced reached the peak of the sixth level, the body surface sensing even surpassed the spiritual consciousness.

When his consciousness was no longer extremely sharp here, almost as soon as the snowflakes disappeared, he immediately caught the strange feeling from the outside world.

A light flashed from the great elder's hand, and the shiny crutch suddenly opened from the top, and an oil umbrella appeared above the three people's heads.

Each rib of this oil umbrella is like a sharp arrow, and the canopy is made of an unknown material, giving people the feeling of being as solid as a mountain.

The moment the oil umbrella opened, there were golden light curtains hanging from the edge of the umbrella, protecting the three people in the middle.

Yan San also took action at the same time, opened his mouth and spat out, and a dark purple light bead the size of an egg was sprayed out. It circled and flew above the heads of the three of them.

As the purple light beads circled, ribbons of colored light surrounded the three people, assisting the golden light to resist the terrifying wind that could blow away a huge mountain in an instant.

Apart from being shocked when the spiritual shield was shattered, Li Yan regained his composure after the great elder instantly used the magic weapon to cover him.

He just had another spiritual shield appear on his body and did not take action.

This is what the Great Elder has made clear before. As long as he joins forces to defend, Li Yan does not need to take action. He and Yan San will jointly resist.

Li Yan seemed to trust the great elder just now, but in fact, ever since he started suppressing the extreme palpitations, his consciousness had been communicating with the storage space, and he was sure that he could protect himself at the most critical moment.

Seeing that the attacks from all around were blocked, Li Yan felt slightly relieved.

At this moment, his consciousness has been suppressed to the surrounding area of ​​more than 20 feet, and his eyes that have not yet been filled with mana can see far.

There is nothing all around here. There are no wind pillars, snowflakes, icicles, etc. There are only extremely cold wind and ice that fill the space.

It was these cold winds that instantly broke through the defenses of the three people. Li Yan could predict that the power of these cold winds was already more fierce than the strong winds in some turbulent spaces.

A normal monk in the middle stage of Nascent Soul may not be able to last even half a breath just by relying on the spiritual light shield. With a cry of reluctance, he will turn into nothingness, and his body and soul will perish in an instant.

In his impression, it seemed that the strong wind in some black holes might be stronger than the cold wind in front of him.

"This is already the edge of the eye of the storm. Going further down, we will enter the true eye of the storm. The power of the cold wind below drops by a hundred feet.

, should increase in power by one to two times, and these powers are still superimposed together.

But generally speaking, the distance from the edge of the eye to the core will not exceed five hundred feet.

Therefore, we can only escort Fellow Daoist Li down as far as possible, but cannot escort him to the final position. My magic weapon defense should not be able to withstand a hundred feet. "

Yan San suddenly spoke at this moment.

When Li Yan and the Great Elder heard this, they couldn't help but look at the seemingly endless black abyss below.

The great elder could sense the powerful tearing force coming from the oil umbrella in his hand, as if he could blow the oil umbrella over at any time. The mana in his hand was continuously poured into it, urging the formation in it to operate.

At the same time, the "Qiongqi Purgatory Technique" in the body is constantly growing, and the palms of the hands are like the roots of an old tree, firmly grasping the handle of the umbrella as firmly as a rock.

Feeling that according to what Yan San said, the elder estimated that his oil parachute could only last more than a hundred feet down, he couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

"No wonder Hongyin said that reaching the core requires at least the cultivation of a god. If you only rely on your own strength to go down without using magic weapons for defense, going down seventy feet from here may be the limit."

Feeling the powerful tearing force coming from his hands, the great elder silently calculated in his heart. Of course he knew how strong his body was, but he still could not resist the erosion of the cold wind here.

And Li Yan was also listening to Yan San's narrative.

"Need to descend five hundred feet?"

He confirmed again.

"I speculated from the core position of the eye of the three tribes that this should be the maximum depth, but I am not sure whether it is really the case. Or, it is not certain that it is only one or two hundred feet away from the edge here.

Fellow Daoist Li, are you sure you can descend to a depth of five hundred feet? "

Yan San's voice was still emotionless, but his eyes glanced sideways at Li Yan. He had always been a little suspicious of Li Yan's statement, but no one would risk his life in vain.

Especially for a person like Li Yan who seems to be extremely shrewd at first glance, not to mention that the Tianli people will accompany him to play with him?

"Down!"

Li Yan only said one word.

"We can't waste any more time here, get off!"

The Great Elder also shouted. Every extra breath he stays here is rapidly consuming a lot of mana and physical strength. Instead of saying meaningless words here, it is better to save more mana.

But just as the three of them were about to sink quickly, an extremely cold voice suddenly came from the darkness in front of them.

"Trespassers, die!"

Immediately, a figure suddenly emerged from the darkness like a ghost.

The moment Li Yan and Yan San saw each other clearly, their bodies shook violently. It was a man wearing a red robe that dripped blood. It was the "Yinshan" that Li Yan had seen and fought against. "Beast" incarnation.

Before Li Yan came this time, he certainly thought about the possibility of meeting the two men in red robes who were bleeding champions.

It's just that in the last battle, one of the two remaining men in red robes who was bleeding champion used a secret technique to merge into the body of the other. It seemed that he must have paid a heavy price and could no longer maintain his fighting power.

Another man in red robe, who was bleeding champion, was injured by Hongyin, and was hit by Li Yan's Guiyi water thorn. His soul may have been implicated, and then he ran away.

Li Yan sank all the way, always preventing the other party from appearing, but he never met the other party. He thought that those clones were injured too seriously last time and were already recovering from their injuries and could not come out again.

But unexpectedly, the other party appeared at the edge of the eye of the storm.

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What shocked Li Yan even more was that although the red-robed man who was bleeding champion still looked the same, he was holding a flute.

But what is strange is that two identical heads grew on his shoulders, each wearing a blood-red number one hat.

The one who made the sound just now was one of the heads, and his complexion was the same green color that Li Yan had seen before.

But the other head's face was blood red, like a blood-red face that had been peeled off, and it was staring at Li Yan with a look of resentment.

This made Li Yan couldn't help but think of the way the shrunken figure looked at him before entering the other person's dantian position.

When the red-robed man who was the No. 1 Scholar in the Bleeding Circle saw the faces of Li Yan and the others clearly, his blue-faced head let out another sharp shout.

"It's you again!"

After saying that, his eyes were fixed on Yan San. He recognized that this man had been here once before, but unfortunately he could not keep him in the end.

"You take Fellow Daoist Li down, and I'll stop him!"

Yan San's body suddenly burst out with ferocious energy at this moment. He suffered a loss last time at the hands of the same-looking people on the opposite side.

It's just that the three people who besieged him at that time were all in the middle stage of Nascent Soul. If he hadn't been penetrated by the cold wind, he would have killed them long ago.

The person in front of him grew two heads, and his realm was exactly the same as his own. He had also reached the late Nascent Soul stage, and his aura seemed to be stronger than his own.

While speaking, Yan San stepped out from under the umbrella, and at the same time, the purple ball flew to the top of his head, sprinkling purple light around the body below.

At the same time, the Great Elder also led Li Yan down quickly, and the two sides cooperated fairly well.

Seeing this, the two-headed man in red robe who was the No. 1 Scholar in the Bleeding School narrowed his eyes. He didn't know what the other party wanted to do when they came here.

And below is the core of the eye of the "Sky Eye Wind". When the three opponents arrived here, based on their cultivation, they should feel the extreme danger below. However, there were still people who wanted to stop them, and the others still had to go down.

According to common sense, he could just let the two Nascent Soul monks go down, because they couldn't sink too far at all, and they would definitely be torn into countless pieces by the cold wind.

But at this moment, the two-headed man in the red robe of the bleeding champion felt a burst of heart palpitations for no reason, and at the same time, a life and death crisis emerged in his mind.

Since he was injured last time, he has been practicing near his main body and fused with another clone. After his injuries slowly recovered, his strength also increased significantly, reaching the late Nascent Soul stage.

Yan San pulled off the two black iron feathers behind his ears and threw them forward, while violently outputting the magic power in his body.

The moment the two black iron feathers flew forward, they criss-crossed and turned into a giant black scissor that was a hundred feet long. In an instant, it appeared above the head of the two-headed man in red robes who was the No. 1 Scholar in Blood.

The scissor blades expanded, like two ruthless death blades in the darkness, and with a "click", they strangled the two heads.

The speed was so fast that the gleaming black blade of the giant scissors rubbed against the surrounding cold wind, causing two smooth black arcs of light to appear on the edge of the scissors.

The two-headed man's green-faced head shook violently, and the wings of the red hat on top of his head shook violently. The two hat wings instantly expanded, like two long whips being swung out in an instant.

With two muffled sounds of "Bahba", they were already sweeping over the giant scissor blades one after the other.

At the same time, the flute in his hand was suddenly placed across the mouth of the blood-red-faced head, and a sound wave flew out from one end of the flute, invisible and shadowless, and arrived behind the great elder in an instant...