In the darkness of the ground, Qian Chen stood in the dark wind, and the surrounding caves were in various shapes. The evil aura on the ground seemed like a layer of faint gray mist, suspended in the void.
In front of Qian Chen, there was an ancient bronze mirror floating. The shrine rune that was depicted shallowly on the mirror was simple and vigorous. The mirror light on it floated, with a diameter of about 100 feet. It was composed of countless complex and mysterious runes, emitting a faint light of spirit, as if a bright moon reflected by a bronze mirror.
The faint light and shallowness were Qian Chen, who used the technique of round light to imitate Kunlun Mirror, used the Luotian world that enveloped the entire cave, to absorb everything underground into the mirror light.
The lovely sword stands upright on the back of the ancient bronze mirror, and the several Xuantian star stones on it shine brightly, outlining the shape of the Beidou.
Qian Chen pressed one hand on the bronze ancient mirror, suddenly opened his eyes, and through the perspective of the ancient mirror, he looked down like a bright moon above, and took the Sacrifice Platform thousands of miles into his eyes.
Look at it like a cave fire, and the candle shines thousands of miles!
Xie An looked at the figures of those Zhengdao Zhenren scattered in the abyss, one by one, appeared in the mirror one by one, and couldn't help but nodded secretly - this underground abyss has a demonic sound that hinders the spiritual consciousness, and his spiritual consciousness is also difficult to penetrate hundreds of miles.
.If you want to show everything thousands of miles apart and project it on the spot like this, you can only use the power of the magical artifact.
"Taibai thought, who will the target of the Demon Sect be?"
Xie An's eyes swept through Wang Longxiang, his grandsons Xie Lingyun, Zhu Zhenren, Sima Yue and others one by one, and suddenly turned around and asked Qian Chen.
Qian Chen did not return, but his eyes were condensed on a person through the void.
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"It's made by Thete! That little white face is indeed not a good person!"
The black man who was able to carry a tripod in the Tongque Tower used to be able to carry a tripod, cursed and chattered, got up from the ground, patted his butt and looked left and right? Seeing a man raising a spear? Sitting up not far away, he looked happy. He went up and clasped his fists and said, "Brother Liu!"
"Brother Ada? Are you awake too?" Liu Yu picked up the silver spear and suddenly stood up and said, "Just just got involved in the turbulent flow in the void? I happened to meet you near you, and was so messy that I was swept by the turbulent flow. Then he pulled you to his side."
The big black man Wu Da clasped his fists and said, "I'm thankful for my brother!"
"Well, Li Taibai made a move at Tongque Tower before? He slapped those old men in the face, which made us free cultivators look like a good person. I still recognize him as a good person! I didn't expect that this person is even more evil than those old men in wealthy families... he was so bad."
The black man put his hips on his hips and scolded, "It's because I'm not prepared, otherwise I wouldn't have let him use that little mirror? Get us all here!"
Liu Yu smiled bitterly? That was not a little mirror for a girl to dress up, but a former ancient artifact Kunlun Mirror. Not to mention that Li Taibai suddenly made a conspiracy, even if he took action openly, few people would be able to take it.
"Brother Ada? I don't know how many dangers there are here, so I have to be careful. Find other people quickly. Li Taibai broke up and let the devil have an opportunity to take advantage of it! Even if we wait for the two of us, we can't beat hundreds of devils so many nails!"
Liu Yu carried a spear and identified a direction. He turned his head to the black man and said.
The black man was dancing on the ground? He fisted and said, "I listened to my brother!"
The two of them knew the same direction? After touching the black, they walked for half an hour. At this time, the evil spirit in the wind gradually became solemn. Liu Yu frowned slightly, and looked up from a distance and saw a shadow in the darkness ahead.
He lifted up the silver spear and let the black man stay behind him. He walked forward, but saw that the figure was a monk who was begging for a beggar, wearing a bass robe of Baina, the copper bowl in his hand was mottled, and there were twelve ring scars on his head. He was facing away from him, looking into the distance.
Liu Yu raised his hand and clasped his fists and said, "Why is this master here?"
"Waiting for someone with destiny!" the monk whispered.
The black man behind chased after him a few steps and leaned into Liu Yu's ear and said, "This monk has twelve ring scars, it's very evil. I don't think he looks like a good person!"
Liu Yu's face gradually became solemn, and he said in a deep voice: "What kind of person is the destined person the master is waiting for?"
"Whoever upholds the remaining spirit of the great man is the destined person!" The monk standing in front slowly turned around. Seeing this scene, the black man couldn't help but take a step back and pointed at him and said tremblingly: "He...he has no face!"
"Xin Buddha Sect - the Formless Monk!"
Liu Yu glared and looked up at the bald head that looked very similar to the back of his head, except that there were two strange faces with eye sockets and cheek curves.
In the darkness ahead, countless dead bodies stood like forests.
A tall man with jade-like skin stood in the corpse forest. His palms were the most peculiar, his fingers were straight and slender, with clear knuckles, and his skin was moist and fair, without a trace of calluses. But those hands were perfectly different from being a ‘people’.
And almost "immortal"!
In the eyes of Liu Yu, who is practicing martial arts, these ordinary hands are even more terrifying than the faceless Monk. Because every inch of the skin and every inch of the knuckles of this hand contains indescribable powerful power. In Liu Yu's sense, just these hands are enough to grasp the spear he stabbed out.
"A pair of hands that are almost sanctified by the flesh!"
Wu Da behind Liu Yu had already noticed something was wrong, and he was about to rush forward with a pair of iron fists. Liu Yu quickly stopped him: "Brother Ada, you go first!"
Liu Yu knew that Wu Da, who is of barbarian blood and is born with witch blood, polished and refined his fairly powerful body, will not be much stronger than tofu in front of these hands.
"Duan Ya, Duan Lao Gui!"
Liu Yu remembered the four Yang Gods that Li Taibai mentioned.
At that time, he heard that the four Yang Gods of the Demon Sect took action to ambush Li Taibai, but failed. He was skeptical in his heart, and even only had four beliefs, but he had six doubts... The four Yang God Lords intercepted and killed one person. Even if this person was Li Taibai, who had been famous in Jiankang in recent days, he should not have returned in vain. But now, he believed it very much.
He was a small general of the Northern Palace Army, but at the Yin God Realm, he could even bother these four Yang God Lords to take action.
Or, three!
Because there are only three people who can be seen now, and the dark golden light burning behind them, just like a burning sun in the darkness standing on a stone cliff in the distance, should be the elder Fu Wuxu of Jiuyoudao.
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"It's him!"
In front of Kunlun Mirror, Qian Chen waved his sleeve and rolled up the bronze ancient mirror. Xie An also stepped out with one step. The two of them instantly entered the endless and unchanging floating mirror light.
Si Qingcheng only heard Qian Chen's last instruction: "Stay here and answer me!"
"Liu Yu has the remaining aura of immortals and his destiny is indescribable, but he is concealed by his natural ban. I took him into the Northern Palace Army and taught the secret techniques of military strategists. He wanted to use the Northern Palace Army to conceal his extraordinary nature. Unexpectedly, they were finally noticed!"
Xie An's figure shuttled through the mirror light, and sighed quietly with his hands behind his back.
Before the Demon Sect came to Liu Yu, he hadn't even said anything to Qian Chen. Only at this moment did the Demon Sect kill Liu Yu and he revealed a hint of verbal expression.
"The fake rash also wants to swallow the dragon. Sima Yan is really delusional!" Qian Chen sneered slightly.
"The immortals and Han are so lucky. Even if there is only one trace of Shu Han left, it is enough to create a soul! But it is not easy for someone with such a noble fate to seize their luck. On the burial stone platform, there must be Sima Yan's arrangement!" Xie An said with a serious expression.
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"We wait for the three of us to take action and let the Demon Burial Stone Platform be empty. Even if we bet, there are no two Yang gods lurking near the right path! But even so, we should not waste too much time!"
The voice of the old demon Fu slowly echoed in everyone's spiritual consciousness. He suddenly turned around, and the endless dark gold demon fire in his hand and the black gold demon light gathered into a chain, and the black hair on his head rose behind him like flames.
A long chain was pulled out, and a chain burning with magic flames passed through the cave corpse forest, rolling around the waist, and the sound of chains was clattering. The dark red and red gold magic fire swept up, with heads and eyes, and rushed out from the chains. It was a three-legged black golden crow.
The chain turned into a slash of the golden crow and hit Liu Yu head-on.
Facing this chain of infinite magic power, the martial arts divine image formed by the melting of three souls and seven spirits behind Liu Yu suddenly appeared. His figure was infinitely upright and turned into a magic image that seemed to have substance. He was roaring to the sky and making a long roar.
Then, this roar that was like a dragon's roar accompanied by his back, and the bright silver spear suddenly swung out toward the golden crow in the sky.
The gun rod was like a stick, smashing it into the sky, shaking the evil spirits of the cold wind.
The rolling evil aura made a loud thunderous sound, and suddenly exploded with the gun bar as a point.
Thunder mixed with the rushing waves of air, like a huge rock thrown into the water, raising a wave of earth and stones several feet high. The black man standing behind Liu Yu felt an unparalleled force coming, his eyes turned black, his body was completely overturned by the aftermath, and he swept out heavily.
The silver spear's two-meter-long tail suddenly raised like a real dragon raising its head, piercing the heart of the old demon Fu.
But as Fu Laomo pulled the long chain, the gun body that had been entangled by the chain was directly led to Fu Laomo by powerful magic power.
The martial arts divine appearance that Liu Yu had rooted in could not hold on to such a huge power. There was no hindrance, only the simplest resilience and indestructible spear, which was forged by the magical weapon method, and has always been Liu Yu's most trusted partner. But at this moment, he even felt that he could no longer hold on to the spear. The spear that was stabbed was suddenly interrupted, and the gun body in his hand was like a long bow, bent into an exaggerated arc.
Step out in one step.
The figure in the corpse forest suddenly disappeared in front of Liu Yu.
Duan Laogui's fist, like a giant hand covering Tianyu, with the force that was enough to break mountains and crack stones, hit Liu Yu's spear that was stretched into a bow, suddenly rebounded, pitched out of Liu Yu's hand and smashed into his chest.
The martial arts god image was destroyed in an instant, and Liu Yu opened his mouth, like watering iron, and dark red blood spurted out violently.
Liu Yu's majestic martial arts monk's blood was as thick as mercury. At this moment, it sprayed out with a hot breath, like magma... He felt a sharp pain in his chest, and then the indescribable powerful power instantly penetrated his whole body. His joints exploded like firecrackers, and they exploded, and they didn't even really see the figure behind his fist, which was like a demon god.
The formless monk lowered his head and sighed, and flipped the copper bowl in his hand down.
Liu Yu's body was shrouded in a dark red layer, and blood mist flying like burning flames exploded from his pores, and was captured into the copper bowl with almost no power to fight back.
At this time, a six-foot long and two fingers wide, the sword body was slender, and it was flowing with red blood. Is there a tiny snake scale wrapped around the hilt of the sword? The long sword inlaid with seven stars suddenly slashed out from the void.
Holding the quaint and dilapidated copper bowl...
The formless demon monk looked up and saw a mirror light appearing beside him.
In the mirror, a swordsman who looked like a middle-aged man and could not tell the age of his age was holding the sword under the bronze bowl. His eyes were as bright as stars, with a little carelessness, but seven parts of sword energy roared.
Behind him was an old man with white hair and elegant temperament, with clear eyes like a baby, and he had a naive feeling of returning to nature, which was in the eyes of Zen Master Wuxiang.
At this moment, Wuxiang felt a demonic heart that he was hiding under the numerous external appearances suddenly shook, as if these two gazes reached the bottom of his heart.
"Li Taibai!"
Chapter completed!