Yu Sha

Say it again?

The quiet voice echoed between heaven and earth, mixed in the high energy of the Nine Alchemy Embryos. It seemed to be sweeping towards Yan Jianwei overwhelmingly, as if there was an invisible big hand that wanted to hold him tightly. In the palm of the hand, under the suppression of the power of millions of celestial phenomena, it turned into mud and powder.

In that flash of a moment, maybe he was furious, maybe the thunderous counterattack was too much, and along with the loud curses, Yan Jianwei's whole body became dizzy.

But at this moment, just that quiet voice seemed to send a chill that penetrated my heart into a continuous thin needle.

As time passed, the dizzy feeling of dizziness and fever subsided like the tide receding.

In a moment of surprise, he blinked repeatedly, and then through the thick curtain of mist and rain, he saw the figure standing in the sky amidst the dark storm that filled the sky.

With just one glance, Yan Jianwei recognized the identity of the person in front of him.

After all, there may be many monks in the northern and southern realms of heaven and earth who are stationed at the pinnacle of the elixir realm, but there are very few who have truly walked out on their own path and are just one step away from the realm of the golden elixir. Together, the two Taoists of Yuan Dynasty are only a handful of people, and this is no secret to a great monk in the Golden Core Realm. It is impossible for Yan Jianwei not to know about the Sixth Elder of Baihua Tower.

In just a flash, Yan Jianwei felt regretful for his anger just now. He then spread his thoughts deeply, trying to organize his words, resolve the grudge just now, and send this person away in as nice a way as possible.

After all, apart from the abusive words, there was no real cause and effect.

But after all, it was not the heyday. Since coming out of Tingchang Mountain and heading eastward, these successive encounters had already made Yan Jianwei feel an unprecedented sense of fatigue in his mind.

When his originally majestic mind and thoughts were no longer at their peak, what was even more frightening was that the continuous thunder was directly transmitted to his mind, and the brilliant sound of the Tao inside appeared, teaching him that he was already exhausted. My thoughts became increasingly overwhelming.

One breath, two breaths, three breaths.

He couldn't even utter a single word.

"you--"

While the first long tone squeezed out of his throat was still echoing in the misty rain, in the same place, as the Sixth Elder's hand was raised high, in an instant, all the wind and rain in the sky seemed to have dissipated. .

A demonic wind whirled by.

In an instant, it seemed as if there was only one wild wind in the world. The wind was filled with colorful colors, like hundreds of flowers blooming, and everything that evolved from the five elements!

The smoke and dust are like gravel, grinding away the energy of all Tao and Dharma. The evil wind is like a millstone, crushing all the virtual and real into powder.

The evil wind wraps around the flower demon, and it seems like a long and colorful river. It will sweep towards Yan Jianwei in an instant, and it will use gravel and millstones, and the overwhelming power of the elixir realm to crush away!

Say what you just said again?

Maybe Yan Jianwei still wanted to speak, but the Sixth Elder in the place seemed to just want to kill him happily.

In fact, only by carefully sensing it can one feel the fluctuation of the Sixth Elder's Qi at this moment, and can see through her jade-white skin some of the paleness of the flesh and blood inside.

Even the colorful flower demon hanging around him, and the looming filament-like spiritual light threads inside, suddenly flashed with dark red colors, exuding the aura of some monsters and blood demons.

Once he entered the tide of monsters and went through many tribulations, he just took a few steps and had to fight for life or death with the monsters at the peak of the Yidan Embryo Realm.

The Six Elders of the Catastrophe's arrogant and unreasonable religion were getting more and more frustrated. Just now, they finally found a way to find a way out of the problem with the Baihualou magic method. At the embarrassing price, they wiped out the last chance of life of the monster and taught people to see its figure. The indecentness is second to none. He didn't even take the airs of the elders of Baihualou, but he cursed people all over.

At the end of the day, the suffocating feeling after entering the beast tide was like a pot of grease hitting a spark, and in an instant it turned into an uncontrollable nameless anger.

When I looked at it again, I still saw

Who would have thought that he could be so angry and say mean things, but at a glance he could see that he was just entering the elixir realm for the first time. The snake pattern shone with scarlet blood, and the treasure in his hand seemed to be made of good quality. However, at a glance, the collapsed spiritual light was nothing more than tadpole characters in the Netherworld Talisman Formation.

A monk of the Blood Evil Dao cannot be so good at skills, techniques, and principles. His cultivation is limited by his demonic veins. He also practices the Yin Ming method, but he cannot get the root and marrow. No matter how exquisite the secret method is, it is limited to skills. That's all, it's just a side door to this path.

Upon thinking of this, the Sixth Elder looked at the man with contempt.

Since he is such a heretical monk with a vain realm, the abusive words just now are already his way to death.

It is precisely because of this thought that the Sixth Elder was merciless when he took action, and he had already used Baihualou's true killing technique!

At the moment when the evil wind swirls, the colorful smoke and dust of Huashan, if you look closely, you will see that each piece of gravel is shining with spiritual light, and each of them has different meanings, but it is the most basic seal pattern of Huashan. .

At this moment, colorful smoke and dust suddenly gather and scatter in the wind. In the seemingly ethereal appearance, there are seal patterns intertwined one after another. In a flash, as the smoke and dust gather and disperse, they condense into different spells. , the seal patterns are intertwined with each other, turning into chains, turning into invisible and formless manifestations, connecting the talismans in series, and outlining the long river of talismans.

The first moment he saw the colorful smoke and dust, almost instinctively, Yan Jianwei suddenly felt proud in his heart.

After all, in Yan Jianwei's eyes, any exquisite technique in the world is intertwined and melted together in an ever-changing way, and no one understands its meaning better than himself!

Such a way of reducing complexity to simplicity should be the only way for him, the master of all arts, to reach the top!

No matter how supreme and exquisite this streak of colorful smoke and dust is, it only stops at the path of the evil spirit of flowers. When it comes to changes, it is still being confirmed by its own laws.

But this proud thought stopped there.

In the blink of an eye, the evil wind swept in front of Yan Jianwei, and he subconsciously took action to deal with it.

It's a pity that the person standing here is not the master who truly masters all dharma, nor is he the master of Tingchang Mountain Taoist Palace who is fully versed in righteousness.

The colors of red and azure are sprinkled like ink between the sky and the earth. The water, fire and Tai Chi have not yet fully illuminated, not to mention the nine stacks of talisman arrays intertwined inside. In the space of lightning, stone and fire, the two colors of red and blue are scattered in the evil wind. Come!

Then, it was the dark wind that dispersed into the evil wind, and it was the dark red blood demon that caused him to undergo changes in his energy the moment he faced the colorful smoke, causing the talisman array he had condensed with great difficulty to collapse in his palm. middle.

In an instant, Yan Jianwei's face turned pale to the point of losing all vitality. In shock and fear, the evil wind had already rolled up his robe. When he looked again, the long river of colorful smoke and dust had swept in front of him.

There was no way to hide, no way to avoid it, and seeing that he was about to get hit like this, Yan Jianwei subconsciously placed the black flag in his hand in front of him.

Swish——!

The long and colorful river washed past, and among the banners and flags, all the remaining Yin ghosts were lost in the evil wind and flower evil amidst the shrill roars. The nine levels of Yin and Yang and the eighteen-sided gloomy purgatory inside were completely gone.

When I finally looked at it, the treasure weapon was wailing, and it no longer had its original aura. Even the flags on the flags were covered with dense spots, showing an indescribable dilapidation.

But in the end, the energy and blood were still damaged in this wash of smoke and dust.

At the moment when he could no longer bear it, Yan Jianwei spat out a large mouthful of bright red blood.

The pure and majestic vitality belonging to his monk side was scattered with the blood between the heaven and the earth.

But then, with the faint sound of thunder, Yan Jianwei's face suddenly turned rosy, and with the bloody snake patterns spreading uncontrollably, the part belonging to his demon veins helped him make up for his lack of energy. The collapse of the origin of blood,

One breath was better than the other, and Yan Jianwei's vitality became stronger and stronger, but there was no smile on his face at all. Chinese website

At the same time, half-suspended

, seeing the red and azure colors, the Sixth Elder of Baihualou suddenly stopped the follow-up of the continuous killing technique in surprise. He didn't know what he thought of, and looked at Yan Jianwei who was vomiting blood in surprise.

Looking at the abundant vitality that spread out along with the rain of blood, it seemed to confirm some of the conjectures of the Sixth Elder of Baihualou.

She is also about to become enlightened, and her vision and thoughts are destined to allow her to guess the truth behind it.

And Yan Jianwei seemed to have understood to what extent the sixth elder's thoughts had spread.

Like a broken jar being smashed, Yan Jianwei raised the black flag in front of him to the side and faced the Sixth Elder of Baihua Tower calmly.

"Fellow Taoist, we haven't known each other since we didn't fight each other. You may have guessed..."

Before he finished speaking, suddenly, the confused expression on the face of the sixth elder of Baihualou suddenly became vivid.

As the bloody light spilled into the sea, this time it was caused by causes and effects that even the Sixth Elder of Baihualou could not guess clearly. But it was true that the Sixth Elder sensed the change coming from a distant direction - her original decision-making ability was The power of fate that collapsed due to the collapse of the embankment suddenly increased sharply at this moment as the person in front of him was injured!

She couldn't understand the cause and effect behind it, but she didn't need to think about it. The power of luck that blessed her body was real. Nothing could compare with it and determine whether she could reach the realm of golden elixir. The power!

Then, in a flash of thought, the Sixth Elder suddenly showed a bright smile, and she interrupted Yan Jianwei's words without mercy.

"Of course I know that you have secrets and you have unavoidable reasons.

This person walking in the tide of monsters and daring to be alone is not ordinary and can be guessed.

But what does this have to do with me?

I want to teach you to understand that the road to eternal life is difficult and requires people to stagger and step by step. I cannot help others, so I have to help myself.

Therefore, in order to fulfill my concubine’s destiny, I’d better ask my fellow Taoist to die! "

When the words fell, the evil wind that had swept away suddenly reappeared in the sky and the earth, and the colorful smoke and dust swirled in it, becoming more and more raging and ferocious.

On the spot, Yan Jian sighed slightly after seeing the Sixth Elder's determination.

He closed his eyes in despair, and when he opened them again, scarlet blood filled his eyes, like a pair of snake eyes!