The Decomposition of Everything

A few days later, at night. In a jungle near a wetland, Xue Ting and Yi Qianqian came and said to Shen Zhi who was practicing cross-legged: "They are here. Today I have noticed that someone is deducing me, but I don't know how many people are coming."

Shen Zhi stood up and said confidently: "There won't be too many people coming, but they must be masters. I have also placed the secret soul return shadow ban far away. As long as they come, they will definitely be able to detect it. We will act according to the plan and contact by text message."

The two women nodded, Xue Ting sat at the edge of the jungle and practiced silently, Yi Qianqian and Shen Zhi hid underground in the distance and ambushed in place.

The waning moon hung high in the sky, its brilliance was cold and quiet, like a sharp sword, cutting the silence of the night. The moonlight fell, covering the earth with a layer of silver frost, and a wisp of cold wind blew quietly, bringing a subtle sound of sand and stone, like the whisper of an ancient battlefield, and like the sigh of a dead soul.

"Here, three of you, I'll start first." Shen Zhi's mind flashed with the figure that flashed in the surveillance. He quickly sent a text message and dug himself to the direction where the other party came from.

The Jianzong really attaches great importance to Xue Ting. They directly dispatched three masters, perhaps with powerful treasures.

But Shen Zhi's judgment was not wrong. If the other party wanted to sneak attack Xue Ting, they would definitely not come from the air, and the environment he chose for the other party, the jungle in front, was just convenient for sneak attack and sneak in.

Three figures sneaked in from different directions. Shen Zhi came from underground to the front of the last person. This area was densely arranged by him. The secret soul return shadow magic ban, they had nowhere to hide.

Just as an old man at the last position quietly arrived, a pair of hands suddenly emerged from the ground. The same routine, as long as it worked.

"Boom!" With a roar, the ground suddenly sank, and the old man was pulled into the ground. At the same time, all the secret soul return shadow magic bans were fully deployed to cover this area.

Suddenly, another two-color yin and yang light curtain appeared, forming a semicircle, covering everyone inside. Countless blood waves appeared on the ground in an instant, turning into a sea of ​​blood. Under the Yin-Yang light curtain, the artistic conception of the sea of ​​blood, the artistic conception of the Yin-Yang Tai Chi pressed down, and the two fish eyes at the Yin-Yang Tai Chi were one white and one black, as if they were real. Yi Qianqian and Xue Ting had intercepted the other two one by one.

"There is an ambush!" One of the other two shouted in surprise.

Underground, Shen Zhi and the old man had already fought in a group. He was both right and wrong. The old man was not afraid at all and was pulled into the ground according to his wishes. A long sword was cold, and it was a real sword cultivator who practiced both magic and martial arts.

Facing Shen Zhi's attack, the old man snorted coldly, and his voice revealed disdain and confidence: "I have expected your tricks. Do you think you can still succeed in sneak attack?" Before he finished speaking, he shook the long sword in his hand, and a sword curtain appeared instantly.

This sword curtain was like an invisible barrier, blocking all of Shen Zhi's attacks. Then, the old man swung his long sword, and countless sword lights split out, as dense as raindrops. These sword lights were extremely sharp. Wherever they went, the surrounding land was covered with dust. The entire underground space seemed to be shrouded by the sword light.

This was ordinary land, which could not stop the battle between the two. But Shen Zhi was still fearless. The tiger roar shook the sky, and the artistic conception of the five sacred beasts emerged. Gravity suppression, although there were only two sacred beasts, Xuanwu and Baihu, but it was already in its infancy.

The most important thing was that he had three layers of defense, electromagnetic shield, Vajra beast talent, and copper skin and iron bones. No matter how many sword lights you split, Shen Zhi let out a long roar, turned into a golden white tiger and pounced on him. He was afraid of no one in close combat.

"Law and martial arts are one, who are you?" The old man roared in shock. His hands did not stop at all, and his whole body was covered with sharp sword light, like a golden long sword.

But Shen Zhi ignored it at all. The figures of the two quickly shuttled in the underground space, and the sword light and the golden tiger intertwined, bursting out amazing energy.

As the battle deepened, the dust around became thicker and thicker, and the figures of the two were almost invisible. All that could be heard was the metallic collision of swords and fists and feet.

On the ground, the waning moon was hanging high, and the silver light that fell to the ground could not penetrate the Yin-Yang double membrane. Within the membrane light, Xue Ting was enchanting and cold, the sea of ​​blood was boiling, and the roaring dragons firmly suppressed a middle-aged man from the Sword Sect. The opponent's flying sword was whistling, and the sword light was all over the sky, and the sea of ​​blood was sprinkled, but his evasive range was getting smaller and smaller, and the space was compressed by Xue Ting and the blood dragon, and countless blood corroded his shield. The situation was not good.

On the other side, Yi Qianqian and a middle-aged man in black had already fought. She shouted softly: "The two yin and yang of heaven and earth, rotate like needles!", but the sound spread all around, full of unquestionable power. With her shout, the Yin-Yang light curtain above began to flow, as if it was given life.

Then, dense needles burst out from the light curtain, each as thin as a hair, but flashing a unique light in the dark night. They seemed to belong to two different worlds, one side was the blazing Yang, the other side was the cold Yin, rotating and entangled with each other, and finally rushed to the ground with an unstoppable momentum.

These needles, like thousands of arrows, pierced the other middle-aged man in black on the ground with unparalleled momentum. Wherever the needles passed, the air seemed to be torn apart, making a sharp whistling sound.

The middle-aged man in black saw this, a flash of surprise in his eyes, and then shouted: "The mystery of Yin and Yang, the person who has seen the strange phenomena of heaven and earth, has long expected it. Today I will let you see the foundation of the immortal gate, the Mi Guang Tower!" A golden pagoda jumped out of his arms, and it became larger in an instant. Its top almost pierced through the Yin and Yang light curtain. The golden light fell to form a circular shield. The flying Liangyi needles were blocked by an invisible force the moment they touched the shield, and bounced away one after another, unable to move forward an inch.

The pagoda not only looks magnificent, but also contains unfathomable magic power and mysteries. Each layer of the pagoda is engraved with complex runes and patterns, as if telling an ancient and mysterious story.

Under the protection of the pagoda, the middle-aged man in black seemed calm. His eyes were like torches, and the mountain magic in his hands was flying, smashing towards Yi Qianqian. The shadow of the mountain world appeared in the shield and pressed towards her. This person turned out to be a person from the Qingtian Sect, and even brought magic weapons. It seems that this pagoda is obviously beyond the scope of ordinary magic tools.

Yi Qianqian was slightly surprised, but she was not afraid. At this time, she was full of confidence. It was just a magic weapon, and it could not break the shield generated by her yin and yang energy.

"Hand of Death!" Yi Qianqian shouted coldly, revealing unquestionable majesty in her voice. As she shouted, a black and inky death palm suddenly appeared out of thin air, and quickly grew larger in the terrified eyes of the middle-aged man in black.

This death palm exudes a strong aura of death, entangled with a gloomy and terrifying atmosphere, which makes people shudder. It is like a giant hand stretched out from the depths of hell, carrying endless death and destruction, and fiercely grabbing the golden light tower.

"Death aura, impossible?" The middle-aged man in black shouted instantly. He finally understood why the strange phenomenon of heaven and earth was given to this woman. This is a taboo.

The mountain world shook illusorily, and he groaned, and even his mental power was corroded. This is the most powerful attribute between heaven and earth, the mystery of death. The black hand destroyed the mountain spell tightly grasped the light curtain, and the golden light of the Mi Guang Tower made a hissing sound and shook.

Through the yin and yang light curtain, from a farther distance, seven or eight figures flew over, and two blood seas went to intercept from the left and right, and instantly fought together.

No one expected that both sides of an ambush would actually play their trump cards. The immortal cultivators are really not fools. They actually used several times the combat power to kill a person, wanting to kill him in one battle.