Infinite true path

"What!?" The sudden change made De Huan Yin's eyes widen suddenly and he froze in place. You must know that the cage just now was made of the source power that he was proud of. If a monk below the third source was trapped in it, there would be no possibility of a breakthrough, and he might even be refining to death. in it. But the strange old man in front of him actually completely broke it with a roar. This is really incredible.

What shocked De Huan Yin even more was that the old man's roar seemed to follow his words, but in fact Huan Yin did not feel the slightest fluctuation in spiritual power. All he felt was a faint aura of strange rules. That rule seems to be the King of All Laws. Whatever it wants, it must be!

"What the hell is this!" Huan Yin turned around and wanted to ask Dong Huang Yu'er. Otherwise, he really didn't have the confidence to stop the old man for half an hour.

However, when Huan Yin looked back, he saw Dong Huang Yu'er sitting cross-legged in the deepest part of the passage, with her eyes closed, facing the stone wall, and chanting something right in her mouth. And as she kept mumbling, the blood stain on her eyebrows began to glow again. Directly in front of her, as if there was an echo on the stone wall, a faint blood-colored "one" appeared. Although it was not obvious yet, it was developing towards solidification.

Huan Yin knew that Donghuang Yuer might not have time to explain to him now. Therefore, at the moment, he could only rely on himself to try to block the old man in order to complete the oath.

When he turned around, Huan Yin saw that the old man had moved again. Just like when he attacked Dong Huang Yu'er before, the old man stretched out one hand and grabbed Huan Yin.

This catch seemed simple, but Huan Yin knew that any movement of this strange old man would not be underestimated. Once you underestimate it, you will only suffer a big loss. So he made a horizontal move with his long sword, and used his sword as a reflex to block the old man's grasp.

With a "dang" sound, the sword came into contact with the old man's hand. The old man's hand was like steel, but he was not afraid of the sharp edge of Huan Yin's sword. Then, Huan Yin saw the old man's hand suddenly exerting force, as if he wanted to break his Xingtian directly!

If Huan Yin had seen this kind of behavior anywhere else before, he would have definitely felt that his opponent had become demented. After all, Xing Tian is a treasure, how could it be broken so easily? Not only would Huan Yin not be worried, but he would take the opportunity to stab forward and kill his opponent.

But at this moment, when Huan Yin's opponent was the old man, Huan Yin felt that he was really scared. The old man was really weird. Huan Yin was not completely sure that the sword could withstand his blow. So, his pupils shrank suddenly, and he wanted to pull the sword back with force. However, he discovered that the old man's hand was so powerful that he couldn't do anything about it!

"No!" Huan Yin was anxious. He really didn't dare to gamble with Xing Tian. So, he could only forcefully squeeze forward. When he came to the old man's side, he grabbed the old man's hand that was about to break the sword with one hand.

"Fake!" the old man said, without any emotion in his voice. And it was also at this moment that Huan Yin's hand came into contact with the old man's hand.

In an instant, through this contact, Huan Yin felt a power from the old man's hand that he could not disobey, let alone elusive. This power is not Taoism, but a mystery that Huan Yin cannot understand at all. It seems that if the old man says something is fake, then what he is holding must be fake!

So, at this moment, Huan Yin not only suddenly discovered that his Xingtian was becoming false, but his own hand seemed to be about to disappear!

Huan Yin's scalp was numb. He had never encountered such a strange crisis in his life. At that moment, he didn't dare to think too much. He used his spiritual power to the maximum in an instant and pushed his whole body back with all his strength!

This stroke was the greatest strength Huan Yin had ever used in his life. This kind of power did not disappoint him after all, so he took several steps back and finally got out of the crisis.

With lingering fear in his heart, Huan Yin quickly looked at the hand he had just touched with the old man. When he saw it clearly, he was shocked to find that his five fingers had become transparent and were flashing, as if they could disappear at any time. . Fortunately, after a few flashes, perhaps without the follow-up support of the old man's strange power, Huan Yin's hand finally solidified and returned to its original state.

"This old man can't be beaten and can't be touched. How can I fight with him?" Huan Yin was horrified. Now he finally knew why Donghuang Yu'er pulled him over. It turns out that the strange old man guarding this place is so difficult to deal with. Not to mention half an hour, even if you fight this old man for one round, it is equivalent to walking back and forth in front of the gate of hell several times.

"You have to hurry up. This old guy is too weird. I'm not sure I can hold him back for half an hour!" Huan Yin said to Donghuang Yu'er behind him. But at this moment, Donghuang Yu'er was still the same as before, sitting motionless in cross-legged position, muttering to herself. In front of her, the bloody word "一" had solidified a lot, and it was continuously lengthening, and it was already half a foot long. Therefore, Huan Yin did not know whether Donghuang Yu'er listened to Huan Yin's words.

At this time, the old man rushed up again. Huan Yin had no choice but to deal with it, so he stopped caring about Donghuang Yu'er, pushed with both palms, and a strong force suddenly appeared, wanting to push the old man out first.

However, when the power rushed to the old man, the old man was unmoved at all and continued to move forward, arriving in front of Huan Yin in an instant. Everything before made Huan Yin think that although Taoism was useless, his power was still useful to the old man. So, he wanted to use his strength to entangle the old man and delay him for half an hour. But who would have thought that the old man might have become ruthless and suddenly stopped accepting Huan Yin's tricks. Therefore, for Huan Yin, the accident came too suddenly.

"Not good!" Huan Yin was shocked because he was already close to him. Just like before, it was that simple yet almost impossible grab!

"False!" The old man's voice appeared, like Huan Yin's reminder. In desperation, Huan Yin seemed to suddenly understand something. Under the old man's grasp, something must disappear anyway, otherwise, the old man's strange power will not be contained.

Huan Yin naturally would not let himself disappear, nor would he let his magic weapon disappear. As the thoughts in his mind turned rapidly, a countermeasure suddenly appeared in his mind.

Huan Yin thought this idea might be feasible, so he didn't hesitate at all. He grabbed it with one hand and shouted in a low voice: "Pump the mountain soul!"

The area where Huanyin is located has endless mountains. But when he twitched like this, the snow on a nearby hill instantly melted away, revealing the ground that had not been exposed for a long time. On the ground, there were very few animals and plants that survived in the cracks. However, at this moment, the animals suddenly lost their vitality and died, and the plants all withered.

The soul of a small mountain was instantly captured in Huan Yin's palm. He didn't dare to hesitate and pushed the mountain soul directly towards the old man!

"Boom!" How powerful is the soul of a mountain? When he was pushed towards the old man and made sudden contact with the old man's grasping hand, there was an immediate roar and the whole cave trembled.

However, this mountain soul, which could easily kill a second- or even third-source earth cultivator, still did not have any miraculous effect beyond Huan Yin's expectation. No matter how loud the momentum was, the mountain soul would eventually continue to fade away under the old man's grasp, until finally, as the old man shouted, it became a fake.

Even the blow to extract the mountain soul was completely ineffective against the old man, but Huan Yin did not feel the slightest dissatisfaction. On the contrary, he was quite satisfied. Because this blow really blocked the old man, it showed that Huan Yin's previous guess was correct. Although the old man couldn't be beaten, he could still deal with him as long as he was given something to offset his strange power. Of course, what Huan Yin was more satisfied with was that he really pushed the old man back a few points with this blow.

"It seems that the Lutai Mountains have to suffer a disaster today." Huan Yin smiled bitterly. Next, he was going to use the method of extracting the mountain soul to continue to deal with the old man. He hoped that this could help him survive for half an hour, as long as there were enough mountain souls nearby.

Thinking like this, when Huan Yin looked at the old man again, he found that the old man had finished adjusting again. He raised one hand and grabbed him again, using the same move.

Huan Yin did not dare to neglect, he also stretched out a hand and grabbed it fiercely downward. Suddenly, in the Lutai Mountains, the snow on another peak melted instantly, and the soul of another mountain was captured by Huan Yin...