Infinite true path

Huan Yin already knew at this moment that he had fallen into the enchantment of the ghostly fox. Of course, he would not be as blindly arrogant as Lan Yu thought because of his sword energy. It's just that now that he has entered the battle, he keeps telling himself to take it calmly, otherwise it will be even more troublesome if he messes up the position.

"I didn't expect that the ecstasy array could be set up on the fourth level of Qi Condensation. I really underestimated these foxes." Huan Yin said to himself.

A whistling sound came from far to near, coming from Huan Yin's left. Although Huan Yin's consciousness was suppressed at this moment, his eyes could only see a very close distance, but his ears were not deaf yet. He naturally knew that a spirit fox couldn't wait to take the opportunity to attack him, so he fired a sword energy in the direction of the sound.

As soon as the sword energy came out, it immediately dispersed some of the fog in front of him. He followed the sword energy to break through the channel formed by the fog, and saw a tail fire coming. However, as soon as the tail fire came into contact with the sword energy, it was immediately dispersed, and then the sword energy continued to rush forward.

After this scene, the dispersed mist gathered again, and Huan Yin could no longer see where the sword energy had hit.

The situation at this moment is really in line with the old saying: Bystanders know clearly, but the authorities are confused. Huan Yin didn't know where the sword energy was going, but Lan Yu outside could see it clearly. She saw with her own eyes that Huan Yin raised his hand to disperse the tail fire with sword energy just when the tail fire was about to hit him, and then the remaining sword energy continued to fly out, but did not touch any spirit fox at all.

At this moment, Lan Yu felt more and more that Huan Yin was acting a little strange. Huan Yin had sword energy in his body, and he was also proficient in spells. She had seen Huan Yin cast spells in succession, and it was an endless stream, overwhelming the opponent and making it difficult to parry. But at this moment, he didn't know what was wrong. He stood blankly in the circle surrounded by the spirit fox, not even daring to take a big step.

After the tail fire passed, Huan Yin felt another stench coming towards him. He didn't need to think about it to know that this time it was one of the spirit foxes who was seriously injured by him who cast a spell on him. He blasted several blasts of strong wind in front of him, trying to dispel the gray air that he had not yet seen with his own eyes, but as soon as the strong wind appeared, a grass wall instantly stood up in front of him, blocking the way of the strong wind. .

The two spirit foxes were injured, but they still struggled to work together and wanted revenge. Huan was blocked by the strong wind, but he did not panic. With a slash of his long sword, he easily split the grass wall into two halves. Then the strong wind came out, driving away the fog and dispersing the gray poison behind the fog. .

Huan Yin easily broke through the spells of the two spirit foxes this time. It seemed that they were seriously injured. The power of the spells had been greatly reduced at this moment.

In this way, Huan Yin relied on his sense of smell and hearing in the mist, as well as the monk's unusual perception to resist the siege of those spirit foxes. Although Huan Yin could not find any good strategy to break the situation for a while, he gradually adapted to fighting in such an environment, and those few spirit foxes could not do anything to him for a while. Huan Yin could even occasionally use his magic to dispel the mist, and occasionally saw a certain spirit fox, and then took the opportunity to counterattack with a sword energy, almost hitting them too.

Huan Yin never relaxed his vigilance because the ghost fox in the late fourth level of Qi Condensation never made any moves. He would not be stupid enough to think that the ghost fox could do nothing but this formation. It must be looking for an opportunity to hit it with one hit.

"What is he doing? Is he blind?" Lan Yu couldn't understand Huan Yin's situation more and more. He only took action to resist the spell when it came close. He almost didn't take the initiative to attack. He always stood in place without taking a step. Never moved.

In fact, Huan Yin didn't want to move, but he didn't know if there was anything fishy in the formation. If he moved rashly, he didn't know if he would walk into another trap of these cunning beasts.

"If he keeps fighting like this, he might suffer a loss." Lan Yu Bingxue was smart and guessed that Huan Yin's current situation might not be as simple as what she saw, so she felt a little nervous for Huan Yin. But the next moment, she seemed to have thought of something again, and snorted coldly: "Why should I be nervous about him? This stingy guy just wants to make him suffer!"

Just when Lan Yu was beating a drum in his heart, the ghost fox that had been motionless suddenly raised its tail as dry as dead wood, and then the ghost light bloomed on the tail, and then the ghost light came out of the tail, directly Rushed towards Huan Yin.

Lan Yu saw all this clearly, but Huan Yin in the field was completely unaware. This ghost fox's technique is extremely weird, not to mention extremely fast, and there is no sound or breath coming out. If it were normal, it could be easily distinguished by sight and spiritual detection. However, Huan Yin happened to have his eyes covered and his consciousness was suppressed, so he could not detect a faint light approaching silently.

Seeing that the ghost light was getting closer and closer to Huan Yin, but Huan Yin was still dealing with the spells of the other three spirit foxes and did not react at all to the ghost light. It wasn't until the ghost light hit Huan Yin that he was startled for a moment, and then he quickly used his spiritual power to block it, but he was still beaten back several feet by the ghost light.

Lan Yu couldn't see clearly the expression on Huan Yin's face, or whether he was injured. He could only see that Huan Yin was covering the place where he was hit by the ghost light, and his body was swaying a little.

Dark red blood flowed out of the corner of Huan Yin's mouth. As soon as the blood reached his chin, it condensed into ice crystals and froze there.

cold! The chill that penetrated his heart seemed to come from the banks of the Wangchuan River. The extremely gloomy feeling made Huan Yin feel a little numb. He didn't expect that despite all his caution, he would eventually fall victim to Youhu's spell.

"The Secret Realm of Trapped Demons, the Secret Realm of Trapped Demons." Huan Yin recited it twice softly. At this moment, he finally had some understanding of the word "Trapped Demons".

Huan Yin sighed, and then, a white light gradually lit up around him. This white was different from the white of the sword energy. It was a warm white that made people feel a little warm in their hearts.

Yang Jian, Huan Yin didn't expect that he would be forced to use all his means here. However, sacrificing the Yang Sword was his only option at the moment.

Lan Yu had already arrived not far from the tree crown. When she saw that Huan Yin was in a bad situation, she couldn't hold it back and rushed over. Just when she wanted to help, she saw the radiance of the Yang Sword all over Huan Yin's body. The yang power that was neutral and yet yet overbearing shocked her: "What kind of power is this! He, he There is even a backup plan!”

Although the power of the Yang Sword in Huan Yin's body was still the power of the Qi Condensation Stage, Lan Yu felt that the person casting the spell in front of her seemed to be an elder of the sect, and a very powerful person among the elders of the sect. This unfathomable power cannot be completely hidden even if it is suppressed and restrained.

"What kind of person are you?" Lan Yu seemed to be asking, but also seemed to be talking to himself.

Huan Yin naturally couldn't see Lan Yu, who was already very close. However, as soon as his Yang Sword breath came out, the surrounding fog was immediately dispersed. Although he still couldn't see clearly in the distance, the surrounding area of ​​one foot around him was There is no fog left.

"Who are you!" When the fog dispersed, Huan Yin suddenly found a person standing in front of him. This person had his back turned to him and was shivering. Judging from the appearance of his clothes, he was obviously a disciple of the Wuliang Sect.

"Lan Yu lied to me. There is someone else here, and he is my fellow disciple." This was Huan Yin's first reaction.

"Senior brother, little brother Huan Yin, who are you?" Huan Yin's body was still shining with the light of the Yang Sword, but as soon as this person came out, he temporarily forgot to continue using the Yang Sword, but maintained his current state for the time being.

With that said, Huan Yin leaned towards the man. However, every time Huan Yin took a step closer to the man, the man also took a step forward, always without saying a word and keeping the initial distance from him.

"Brother, it's dangerous here. Let's fight out together!" Huan Yin took a few steps forward, but the man remained silent and seemed to be startled, and he quickly walked forward.

"Senior brother..." This time, Huan Yin wanted to say something more, but the man turned around.

"Ah!" Huan Yin screamed. Although he has always been resolute, the sudden appearance of a skeletal face still frightened the young man.

The "senior brother" in Huan Yin's mouth was actually a skeleton wearing the robe of Wuliang Sect. Its eyes exuded a faint light, which was exactly the same as the light emitted from the tail of the ghost fox. It seemed that it was obviously controlled by the ghost fox.

However, this withered bone was currently captured by the Yang Sword aura around Huan Yin, and he did not dare to get close to him at all, and the light in his eyes was very dim. There was a trace of white air all over its body slowly leaking out from the clothes. It seemed that it was caused by Yang Jian's excessive restraint on it. From this point of view, if Huan Yin activates the power of the Yang Sword a little more, Youhu's method may be self-defeating.

Lan Yu naturally saw the situation around Huan Yin, but what she saw was not one withered skeleton, but three. Of these three withered bones, two were wearing the Taoist robes of Wuliang Sect disciples, and the other was wearing the Taoist robes of Yijian Peak disciples. It seemed that they had been killed by these spirit foxes in the past years and then imprisoned here. This kind of method of killing people to seize their souls and prevent reincarnation is really unscrupulous.

"I didn't expect these foxes to be so vicious. Damn it. But I didn't expect that he looks stupid, but his attacks are full of righteousness and fierceness. He has a bit of the sword fairy style of Yijianfeng. These few foxes are so vicious. The evil fox met him today, and it can be regarded as retribution." Lan Yu saw the frightened look of the three skeletons in the field, and was convinced that he had no intention of taking any more action.

Just as Lan Yu thought, Youhu was already struggling a bit at this moment, and it was obvious that it couldn't do anything about Huan Yin's Yang Sword power. Come to think of it, how could one of the seven swords that Qi Juezi relied on for his dominance back then be something that this evil fox could resist?

Huan Yin was frightened by the skeleton and took two steps back, but he quickly regained his composure and even noticed the fear in the skeleton. His gaze rested on the skeleton. The original frightened expression was no longer there, but he was looking at it blankly, looking at its body that was "rattling" due to trembling.

"Senior brother..."

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