Spirit Hunters of Maoshan Sect

There are a total of sixty-four characters in the air, flying in the air, constantly dispersing the combination, with the words of wind, fire, thunder, and ice. These words emerge, and each word represents the attack of different elements, wrapped in the array. Strength, shocking him again and again...

"How long will it take you?" The wind is in the mind of God, and it is difficult to say to the ancient evil spirits.

"Let's go."

The road wind smiled slightly, facing the strangulation of the force of the law, suddenly struggling to stand up, eyes staring at the clear, the eyes showed a decisive color.

Ok?

Doubt in the clear heart, do not know what he is doing.

The road wind will throw the **** whip and Fan Tianyin to the feet of the ancient evil spirits, sitting cross-legged, a strange and terrifying breath, radiating from him, immediately enemies the power of the law, and consumes each other.

How could this be?

Qing was shocked, stepped back to the edge of the stone tablet, and pressed one hand on it. With his own cultivation, he constantly urged the spiritual power of the stone tablet and strengthened the strength of the circle.

Suddenly, the skin of the forehead of the wind broke open, and a black-red blood flowed out, and quickly evaporated into a blood mist, which volatilized around and strengthened the defense of the enchantment.

The skin does not break open, more blood flows out, and it evaporates into a blood mist. After a while, the skin under his body has faded, and it looks like a person who has been peeled off, two eyeballs. He was dying in the air, and he continued to rush out of his body to form a circle of blood fog. The picture was shocking.

The Qing is indeed shocked. Although he does not know what this sorcerer is, he does not change his ancestors. The body, the flesh and blood, and the soul of any creature have a powerful force. This is also a life. For the source, the spiritual power of cultivation and cultivation is usually absorbed by the flesh and blood of the body, so that it can continue to grow stronger.

This is like an energy library. Once it breaks out, it can greatly enhance the endurance of spiritual power. It is only... This energy library is one-off, physical, bone, soul, and basically no regeneration for the soul. Even if it is regenerated, it will be a very long process to regain a little bit of spiritual power.

Once a creature has melted his flesh and blood, it must be in a desperate situation, or it is to rely on the powerful power generated by the melting of the flesh to preserve the soul, or to succumb to the other side.

Another possibility is to sacrifice yourself and protect others.

The road wind has really been forced into a desperate situation?

Even if it is a desperate situation, why didn't he try to break through first, is he trying to sacrifice some flesh and blood to save the soul and find a chance to break through?

It must be like this!

With this in mind, Qing immediately spurred the spirit, weakened the offensive against the RDF, and raised the defense. Once the storm went, he could gather the power of the FDC and preemptively let him have nowhere to escape.

"The road is windy, you are very embarrassed, and very decisive, just... In this case, you have no way to escape!"

The smile of the victory of the clear face, suddenly, he thought of a very serious problem:

The body of the wind has not been destroyed before?

Even though he has already smashed two corpses, he is good at metamorphosis, and he can easily transform the body. This body can also be used as a method, but it can not afford the instrument. But after all, it is not true. Such a flesh, when burning flesh and blood, Why is there such a constant overflow of real elements?

It’s hard to be... I’m fooled. The body that was killed by myself was not really an incarnation. Is this the thing in front of me?

Clear is a little dizzy.

However, things have come to this point, and they can only continue to go on, stand on the position of the road, clear the situation and analyze it. I really can't think of what he can do besides waiting for death.

Even if he has any conspiracy, there is no chance of turning over.

The big men who were hiding in the mountains in the distance also held their breath and waited quietly for the ending. They did not understand why the wind did this. Like Qing, they also believed that there was no chance for the wind.

A little bit of time passed, the flesh and blood of the road gradually disappeared, leaving a pair of cockroaches, and there were some flesh and blood that were not finished, which looked really terrible.

His bones are also slowly melting.

The clearer the eyes of the Qing Dynasty, the plains of the ancient wells without waves, can not help but start to be a little excited.

When he has finished his bones, it will be all over!

Once upon a time, the gods of the world, the famous gods of the three worlds, the so-called talents of the magical world that are once in a hundred years... will die in their own hands.

Before this happened, he concluded that the wind must do something, but what is the use of his work?

Qing waved his hand toward the opposite mountain. Several figures walked out of the mountains and stood in a row in the direction of Yamaguchi. They were all ready for the offensive.

These are the most proud disciples under his door, a total of eight, one of whom is his close disciple and the heir to the future sect.

With their strength, nature is not an opponent of the wind, but their position, in line with the position of the eight-figure map, the mountain pass is firmly blocked, if the road is really trying to escape, at least to block him.

Of course, this hand is actually not necessary, nothing more than an extra insurance.

Road style, this time you can't escape!

Clear eyes stared straight at the wind, waiting for his bones to be completely destroyed.

Just then, a figure flew from outside the valley.

The first reaction in the Qing Dynasty was to save the soldiers. When they looked at it, they were a disciple under their own door. The disciple flew all the way to the mountain pass and bowed his head and said: "Master, the big thing is not good!"

"Say!" Amazed in the heart.

"Mountain gate, the mountain gate was attacked! It is necessary to attack the top of the mountain. The brothers and sisters fight to resist, but they can't resist it!"

what!

Qing was shocked. "Who is attacking the mountain gate."

"The road is the wind that is called!"

After a few seconds of clearing, he replied: "The nonsense, the road is not here!"

The disciple saw the wind trapped in the battle, and suddenly he was stunned. The expression was quite interesting. "This... Master, it’s really like him, it’s him, the wind!"

Clearly confused, at this moment, suddenly a "wow" screamed, attracting everyone's attention.

Qing also looked at it.

It is a mountain monk!

Shanshan Zen master rubbed a hand on his chest, spurting a blood, a finger on the opposite ancient evil spirit, and shouted: "You are the wind, you are the wind!"

Road wind!

How many winds are there?

"The ancient evil spirits" suddenly got up, and reached out, the "Pengtian" and the gods whip at the foot of "Daofeng" immediately flew into his hands, and others flashed, and the hand-held whip rushed toward the mountain and the Zen master.

(End of this chapter)

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