The Immortal Spiritual Picture

Ancestor Nan Gu thought so, and before launching the next wave of attacks, Gu Changhuan had already made another move!

Gu Changhuan was surrounded by a gray glow, and the golden bell instantly dissipated, heading straight for the Shattering Mountain Whip!

Is he crazy?

He was so defenseless that he could withstand the Shattering Mountain Whip. Did he really think that he could resist the power of the spiritual treasure with his own physical strength?

Ancestor Nan Gu felt very incredible in his heart, but he still did not dare to be careless and injected his true essence into the Shattering Mountain Whip frantically.

At the same time, the black air around Ancestor Nan Gu was strong, and something seemed to be slowly condensing behind him.

On the other side, Gu Changhuan's eyes flashed with a strange color, and his hands were covered with strands of solid gray light without knowing when.

Seeing that he was about to hit the huge Shattering Mountain Whip, Gu Changhuan smiled and grabbed it with one hand!

Suddenly, an unexpected scene appeared!

The gray light lingering in Gu Changhuan's hand suddenly wrapped around the Mountain-Breaking Whip like a thorn in the flesh, and then spread rapidly!

It looked as if a cultivator infected with the No Life Plague was swallowed by the No Life Plague.

Just like that, Gu Changhuan stopped the Mountain-Breaking Whip's attack with one hand and was unharmed.

The Nan Gu Patriarch, who was originally secretly surprised, suddenly changed his face!

At the moment when the gray light spread, his control over the Mountain-Breaking Whip suddenly decreased, as if several mountains were pressing on the Mountain-Breaking Whip and it was difficult to get rid of it.

What is this trick?

Nan Gu Patriarch was terrified, and his true essence was madly injected into the Mountain-Breaking Whip, and even the spiritual energy between heaven and earth was absorbed by it. For a while, the Mountain-Breaking Whip struggled, and the gray light filaments around it shattered one by one. Then the Mountain-Breaking Whip seemed to have transformed into a giant steel dragon and circled back to the Nan Gu Patriarch and was quickly collected by him.

Looking at his empty hands, Gu Changhuan secretly said it was a pity.

Almost. It seems that with his current cultivation, he is not good enough to perform that move.

If he succeeded, the Mountain-Breaking Whip would not be used by Nan Gu Patriarch.

Little did he know that at this moment, Nan Gu Patriarch was already shouting in his heart that it was weird.

If the Yuanshen attack can occasionally be seen in the battle between Mahayana cultivators, then Gu Changhuan's move just now was simply unheard of, and it actually weakened his control over the Mountain-Breaking Whip at once.

You should know that the magic weapons and spiritual treasures of cultivators are all carefully refined and cultivated by the cultivators. After several years of nurturing, the spiritual treasures can move as they wish, just like their own arms, so that they can be effective in battle.

But Gu Changhuan's move just now made his shoulder out of his control.

This is indeed a bit terrifying for a cultivator.

At this time, Gu Changhuan, who was still regretting that he did not succeed in performing the spell, had already looked at Nan Gu Patriarch.

To be precise, he was looking at the huge Dharma image behind him.

The green face and fangs of the Nan Gu Patriarch looked very ferocious, and there were huge and sharp bone spurs on his body, which looked very sharp.

It looked like a combination of a pangolin, a skeleton and a hedgehog.

Gu Changhuan thought so, and his sense of fear swept the whole scene again.

It must be said that Zong Hanshuang and Nie Shen's concealment skills were indeed quite clever, because Gu Changhuan could not detect their existence with his sense of consciousness.

But fortunately, Gu Changhuan still had the Tongxiantu.

If the two of them were so far away, it would be difficult to pull them into the blood prison.

It seems that he has to sell a flaw.

Gu Changhuan thought so and looked at the Nan Gu Patriarch's Dharma image.

Well, he has not fought with other Mahayana monks' Dharma images since he advanced to the Mahayana!

I just don't know how powerful the Nan Gu Patriarch's Dharma image is.

Gu Changhuan thought so, raised his hand, and the thunder gun returned to his hand again.

Then, Gu Changhuan threw it fiercely, and suddenly there was a loud sound of wind and thunder!

The lightning spear rolled towards the Nan Gu Patriarch like a dragon out of the sea. At the same time, Gu Changhuan raised his fingertips to gather spiritual energy.

The Nan Gu Patriarch was shocked again.

He was not surprised by Gu Changhuan's thunder method again, but he didn't know what tricks Gu Changhuan would use next.

After all, the gray light condensed in Gu Changhuan's hand just now really surprised him.

However, although the Nan Gu Patriarch was worried, it did not prevent him from attacking and defending at the same time. He saw that his mind turned, and the Dharma image behind him immediately swallowed his body, and then the Dharma body opened its huge mouth and spit out a dark green sea of ​​fire all over the sky!

Its temperature was so high that the space was distorted!

And at this moment, a strange situation appeared.

Green moths appeared in the dark green sea of ​​fire!

The green moths were endless, and they rushed towards the lightning spear in a blink of an eye. However, they did not expect that the lightning around the lightning spear was also extremely sharp, and the nearby green moths were turned into nothingness under the thunderbolt.

Zong Hanshuang and Nie Shen in the dark could not help but take a breath of cold air when they saw this.

The two had fought for several moves so far, and each move was extraordinary and eye-opening.

Although this Gu Changhuan was at a lower level, his combat reaction was far better than that of ordinary Mahayana early stage cultivators. No wonder he was so confident and dared to go to war with the Bone Clan.

He was indeed quite capable.

Zong Hanshuang and Nie Shen thought so, looked at each other, communicated a few words through voice transmission, and decided that as long as they caught Gu Changhuan's flaw, they would immediately start to use the thunder technique to prevent Gu Changhuan from reacting and escaping.

And here, although the thunder gun can drive away the surrounding green moths, the green moths spawned by the sea of ​​​​fire are endless, and it is difficult to completely destroy them for a while, and they actually fall into a stalemate.

But obviously, Patriarch Nangu has more than just this ability to display his magical appearance.

The sky-wide green fire quickly spread to Gu Changhuan's body. Gu Changhuan remained motionless. While the golden bell was protecting him, his soul and consciousness were on guard.

As expected, the green fire spit out by the Dharma was not only much hotter than the demonic fire Nan Gu had cast before, but even the soul could be hurt by it!

Gu Changhuan frowned, his face suddenly changed, and he loosened his hand. The talismans gathered in front of him collapsed instantly. He supported his forehead with one hand, and the real energy around his body fluctuated violently, as if he had encountered some huge pain!

In the distance, Zong Hanshuang and Nieshen looked at each other and nodded.

That's it now!

The two of them took action at the same time!

This move is a thunderous move!

I saw a pair of bone wings suddenly sprouting from Nie Shen's back, tearing apart the space and appearing behind Gu Changhuan in an instant. Giant claws condensed behind him descended from the sky and struck down at Gu Changhuan!

A huge frost flower condensed under Zong Hanshuang's feet. The moment it appeared, the bone-chilling chill froze people's blood. The frost turned into indestructible sharp blades and struck at Gu Changhuan!

On the other side, Patriarch Nangu was not to be outdone. With just a thought in his mind, the sea of ​​fire burned the sky.

Little did he know that at this moment, Gu Changhuan, who was about to be attacked by three Mahayana monks, frowned and raised the corners of his lips slightly.

Finally I couldn't hold it in any longer.

Gu Changhuan thought like this and slowly raised his head with a successful smile on his lips. There was no trace of panic in his eyes. He could only see his calm one-hand technique:

"Finally I meet you two."

Gu Changhuan said this. Although his voice was not loud, how could the Mahayana monks present not hear him?

Zong Hanshuang and Nieshen immediately felt that something was wrong, but the arrow had already left the string, and there was no turning back at this moment.

So what if Gu Changhuan was prepared?

There are three Mahayana monks here, and the gap during this period is not comparable to that of Gu Changhuan, a monk who has just advanced to Mahayana and has only been practicing one or two secret techniques for a few years.

As long as they can be seriously injured, will Gu Changhuan and Donggu Dynasty just let them manipulate them?

Nan Gu thought so, gritted his teeth, increased his true energy, and frantically absorbed the spiritual energy between heaven and earth, as if he wanted to fight Gu Changhuan desperately.

But unexpectedly, at this moment, a bloody mist suddenly surged around Gu Changhuan!

The mist spread extremely fast, stretching out for a thousand meters in an instant, and in the blink of an eye, it swallowed up both Zong Hanshuang and Niishen, who were already several miles away from their bodies!

Ancestor Nangu's face changed slightly when he saw this, and he tried to control the sea of ​​fire to disperse the blood mist, but he didn't expect that the blood mist turned out to be like a non-existent shadow. No matter how the sea of ​​fire burned, the blood mist was never evaporated by its transpiration.

And it is still spreading at an alarming speed.

What is even more surprising is that after Zong Hanshuang and Nie Shen entered the blood mist, their breath disappeared, as if they had evaporated from the world.

Ancestor Nan Gu’s heart skipped a beat, and he secretly felt that something was wrong.

However, it was too late to escape at this time.

In the blink of an eye, Patriarch Nangu and the magic signs he displayed were submerged in the blood mist.

And the scorching sea of ​​dark green fire was still burning fiercely.

But there was nothing he could do about the blood mist that filled the sky.

After a few breaths, the sea of ​​fire dispersed, but it didn't seem like it was forced to disperse, but rather it seemed that it was dispersed automatically by its owner.

This made the monks who were fighting in the distance and still watched the battle between Mahayana monks a little confused.

What's going on?

Hiding each and every one of them from them?

Or is this what Mahayana monks fight like?

Xinyu couldn't understand.

However, Gu Xuanzhan and other Gu family monks all calmed down in unison.

Steady, steady.

What kind of Bone Clan combined Bone Clan Mahayana ninth-order ferocious beast, but any monk who entered Gu Changhuan's blood mist, as long as he was an enemy, would not be able to come out alive.

This is obvious to most of the monks in the Gu family.

Although they don't know exactly what Gu Changhuan's blood mist does, they all know that blood mist is one of Gu Changhuan's trump cards. They will not use it easily, but they can defeat the enemy every time they use it and never lose.

After calming down, Gu Xuanzhan and others' offensive became more and more fierce.

This left the Bone Race monks a little confused.

No, your Mahayana monks want to fight one against three?

Are you still so excited to fight, don't you care about his safety at all?

Or are you just that confident and absolutely believe in the strength of your Mahayana ancestor?

Xinyu still couldn't figure it out.

But for some reason, he felt like something was wrong.

He had felt this way since the ambush failed, but it wasn't strong, and now this feeling had grown to the point that he couldn't ignore it.

But it didn't make sense. Even if he tried hard, he couldn't imagine where they would lose in this battle.

After all, no matter how you look at it, the Bone Clan has an absolute advantage in terms of the combat effectiveness of high-level monks.

Even if the Donggu Dynasty has invited foreign aid through unknown means, it is impossible for him to invite all the Mahayana monks in the human race, right?

Rest assured, as long as there are not as many Mahayana monks as us, the human race will never be able to overturn the situation.

Xinyu thought so and resisted the sword light that filled the sky again.

At the same time, the jade pendant on his waist issued another warning.

No way?

Here again!

This human who is hiding somewhere and performing illusions is really annoying!

Can't he come out and fight him openly?

It's just like a springtail.

I can't stand it.

But...

Looking at the cold-faced sword cultivator of the human race with sword energy in the distance, Xin Yu closed his eyes.

He has to bear this breath.

When the ancestors defeat the human Mahayana cultivators, he won't have to bear it!

He was so angry that he would have called Xin Ya to let him taste the feeling of being besieged by the human cultivators in the open and in the dark.

While the human race and the bone race and many other cultivators were fighting fiercely, Gu Changhuan was drinking tea leisurely in the blood prison.

After fighting for so long, I am a little thirsty.

Mainly because acting is also very tiring.

Now I can finally take a break and drink some tea.

Oh, you asked where the Nan Gu ancestors went?

Of course someone entertained them.

There are two Mahayana monks and seven ninth-level beasts in Gu Changhuan's blood mist space!

They will definitely not neglect the guests.

After drinking tea, Gu Changhuan looked at the situation in the blood mist space.

Well, the three guests were taken care of very attentively.

None of them were neglected.

Gu Changhuan breathed a sigh of relief, stood up from the chair and waved his hand to put away a set of tea sets and chairs.

Well, the tea has been drunk. As the owner of this place, it's time for him to meet the guests in person.

He also fought with them by the way to see how capable the other two Mahayana monks of the Bone Clan are.

As for the Nan Gu Patriarch, he has a lot of treasures on him, and his actual combat power is average. With the various spiritual treasures on his body, he can reach the middle level.

I just don't know what abilities the other two Mahayana monks of the Bone Clan have.

Although it is not clear what abilities Nie Shen has, judging from the brief confrontation before, Zong Hanshuang should indeed be practicing ice-attributed skills.

Compared to Gu Changhuan's leisurely and contented state, Nan Gu and the other three can be said to be in dire straits.

After being tricked into the blood mist by Gu Changhuan at the beginning, Nan Gu and the other three were relatively stable, but what they didn't expect was that they were separated as soon as they entered the blood mist. Although their consciousness could still sense each other's existence, at the same time, there were several pairs of scarlet eyes in the blood mist staring at them.

In contrast, they were completely unaware of Gu Changhuan's existence.

Soon, Nan Gu and the others discovered something that frightened them even more.

That is, they could not leave the blood mist by teleporting.

You must know that Mahayana monks can even tear apart the space of the spiritual world interface. Except for some special secret ruins, the teleportation of Mahayana monks can be said to be an invincible means of escape;

And this damn blood mist seems to be a special space, making it impossible for people to teleport away.

This is equivalent to cutting off the retreat of Nan Gu and the other three.