In Ducheng's Tianfu Square, a body quickly fell from the sky.

The blood scattered in mid-air flew wantonly in the air, Zhang Yiwen's body stiffened, and half of his face was full of coagulated blood.

Did you just die here?

"Bang,"

A huge claw seemed to split out of the void and hit Zhang Yiwen the abdomen.

Zhang Yiwen only felt that his eyes were dark, a colicy pain slowly spread his whole body, and there was a whirring wind in his ears, and his whole body fell heavily like a meteorite.

When he landed, a loud noise broke out, and the smoke and dust stirred up did not disperse for a long time, leaving a big pit on the ground, Zhang Yiwen was lying inside, his clothes were torn, his body was full of scars, and his whole body seemed to be soaked in blood.

Not far away, the majestic demonic aura rose into the sky, and the mountain demon in front of him seemed to have left.

Zhang Yiwen's eyes were a little hollow, as if he had thought of something, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly and smiled.

............

"Report to the chief, we have withdrawn from the territory of Kawachi. ”

The old man in military uniform sat on a wooden chair, full of sadness, and asked, "Xiao Chen, is there still no response from above?"

The young officer nodded, this situation made him also confused, "The power of an entire army has been wiped out in an instant, aren't the people above worried at all?"

The old man staggered to his feet, his eyes were deep, and he sighed: "It's not that I'm not worried, but I'm powerless." ”

............

At the same time, in a large mansion of the Huang family, Huang Zimo looked at the sky in the distance and lost his mind for a long time, in his opinion, Jiang sake didn't seem to have anything special, except to live a little longer.

"Second uncle, I remember you said that you have never seen someone with such a strange ability as him, what is his ability?"

Huang Yiping stood aside, a little distracted, if he hadn't seen the encirclement and suppression back then, maybe he would never have thought that the Jiang family's methods could be so powerful.

"Zimo, do you know the Blood Seal Technique?"

Huang Zimo closed his eyes, frowned, thought for a moment, and then shook his head with relief. In his opinion, he was well-informed, but he never seemed to have heard of this blood seal technique. Huang Zimo asked, "Second uncle, I haven't heard of the blood seal technique you said. ”

Huang Yiping had a hint of melancholy in his eyes, and at his age, almost all men who had some experience would have this kind of look in their eyes: "It's normal that you haven't heard of it, and this kind of technique can only be performed by Zhengyi, Shangqing, and the grandmasters of the Lingbao Sect." This method is applied to two people, with one person's life as a prohibition, and the other person's skills are all bound by this prohibition, as long as the previous person does not die, the banned person will not be able to exert his true strength for the rest of his life. ”

Huang Zimo sighed, a little shocked in his heart, did the second uncle mean that he had also been suppressed by this technique?

Huang Yiping paused, and said with some emotion: "A former sage of our Huang family's ancestor fell into the Demon Dao and was suppressed by a grandmaster of the Taoist Ancestral Court with this method. This matter is top secret, because it is a stain on the Huang family, so few people know about it. ”

Huang Zimo nodded, with a complicated expression between his eyebrows. These grandmasters seem to be beautiful on the surface, but in fact, they are far more burdened than ordinary people. Let's just say that this kind of technique, I don't know how many people will be in the town, and how many people will be resentful.

And Jiang Qingjiu, can he have such strength when he has been banned? And who is the person who banned him?

The atmosphere was a little depressing, Huang Yiping smiled relaxedly, lit a cigarette, and said: "The person who casts the spell, you don't need to know who it is, even if you know, it won't help." ”

Huang Zimo was a little relieved when he heard this, who else could there be, it was none other than the few remaining Taoist masters.

The smoke of the cigarette swirled in mid-air for a while before gradually dissipating.

There was a sound of footsteps outside the room, the wooden sliding door was suddenly opened, and a young man stood in the doorway with his head bowed, panting.

Huang Zimo stepped forward to help him and asked, "What's the matter?"

"Found it, found it, she's in Xi'an,,"

.........

On a flat land hundreds of miles away, the original trees were cut down, and there were tree stumps that could not be seen at a glance on the empty land, and a group of Taoist priests wearing Taoist robes stopped at the boundary between trees and stumps.

"The traces are broken," Yungong Zhenren said instinctively, looking at the footprints of the mountain demon in front of him that had disappeared.

"Not good," he suddenly shouted, "I'm in trouble." ”

After saying that, he led everyone to retreat from the road they planned to go to.

Suddenly, not far behind them, a huge wall of red light gradually rose. From the air, a huge red formation had formed in this cleared land that had been cut down.

Outside the formation, two men in black trench coats walked over, both of them were covered with black gas, and they couldn't see their true faces.

One of the shorter men stood in front of this group of Qingcheng Mountain Gate people, pointed at the real people of Yungong and smiled: "Second brother, look at what I said, these stupid Taoist priests are just a group of reckless men with developed limbs. ”

Another man let out a burst of contemptuous laughter and asked, "Yungong Zhenren, I really didn't expect that you would fall into our hands, this person is really thirty years east of the river, thirty years west of the river." People just can't do this too much, otherwise, they will definitely reap the consequences in the future. ”

Yungong Zhenren looked at the two people in front of him for a while, and then looked puzzled, his brows tightened, as if he was trying to remember who these two were.

The short man ripped off the black gas on his face, and the moment the black gas was ripped off, his hideous face was revealed, and the man stared at Yungong Zhenren viciously, pointing at a sword mark on his face with his finger, and scolded: "It's really a noble person who forgets things, you can't remember us anymore, we still remember you." ”

Another man's voice was a little nervous, reminding: "Fourth, what are you doing, how can you?"

The short man laughed, "What are you afraid of, second brother! Do you think this group of damn Taoist priests can get out alive today?"

He continued: "Ten years ago, in Yunnan, seven of our brothers, five of them died tragically in your hands, so many years have passed, I have only one thought in my heart, to kill the sanctimonious Qingcheng Mountain Taoist priest with my own hands. “

Yungong Zhenren's face turned dark, this formation gave him an inexplicable sense of oppression, this was the first time he had encountered this situation since he came out of the mountain for so many years, he asked in a low voice: "The Seven Strange People of the Southern Barbarians, right, Poor Dao remembered it, ten years have passed, Poor Dao has been talking about not killing the two of you, but today it was sent to the door." ”

"Hahaha," the short man laughed heartily, revealing a row of yellow teeth, "It's just a group of dying people, it's really funny, old man of Cloud Palace, do you think you can still kill the two of us brothers today? This formation is not as simple as you imagined." “

Another man smiled a little proudly: "This array is a unique formation created by the predecessors, and there are dead ends everywhere, and the original intention of the creator is that those who enter the formation will die." Muyun Palace, do you think that with your ability, you can break through this formation?"

"Noise, the master's name is not what you can shout. Some disciples reprimanded angrily.

"Hahaha, it's a young man, okay, okay, I don't know if you still call it out. The short man was happy, "Second brother, let's go, this formation is about to start, they are already mortal people, we don't need to waste time any longer." “

Looking at the two people in the distance, the faces of a group of Taoist priests from Qingcheng Mountain were very unsightly.

The large red array has already begun to operate, and some souls, yin spirits, have begun to appear in the wooden stakes in various positions in the formation.

Yun Gong Zhenren closed his eyes, thinking in his mind, he had been tricked! This kind of formation would definitely not be able to be done with the strength of the two people just now, did they want to put Yiwen to death when they turned themselves away? What kind of people are they, are they not afraid of Qingcheng Mountain, and they are not afraid of the chaos in the world brought about by the mountain demons?

"Master, now is not the time to think about this. The disciple on the side reminded in a whisper.

A cold sweat broke out on Yungong Zhenren's forehead, he opened his eyes suddenly, and saw the apprentice who was fighting hard in front of him, half of his body was drenched in blood, and sighed, he couldn't hold his breath after all.

He cast two spells, quickly changing his technique.

But in my heart, I questioned: Are we going out of this array?

.........

Ducheng's Tianfu Square periphery,

"That's, that's ,,, junior uncle," Qingcheng Mountain's little disciple's voice trembled a little.

Jiang Qingjiu broke free from the little disciple's back, and the scene that caught his eyes made him feel a little shocked in his heart. A ruined, dead, empty city, a huge mountain demon is raising its claws to slash at a Taoist priest covered in blood.

The little disciple looked nervous, and asked a little stammeringly, "Mr. Jiang, can you save Uncle Junior?"

Jiang Qingjiu squinted and returned: "I don't think it's ,,,,,,"

"Wait a minute, wait a minute" Jiang Qingjiu's heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and a surging force suddenly rose from the depths of the blood, this power seemed to be bound by something, like a torrent blocked by a wall. However, this power quickly filled Jiang Qingjiu's body, and his injuries were almost healed in an instant.

Is that him, back then, the old heavenly master of Qingcheng Mountain used his own closed disciples to seal me?

"Wait a minute, Mr. Jiang, have you thought of a way?" the little disciple asked expectantly.

Jiang Qingjiu paused, didn't know why he smiled, looked at the little disciple with an interested expression and asked, "Is the little uncle in your mouth a good person?"

The little disciple nodded vigorously and returned: "That's nature, there is no doubt that Uncle Xiao is a good person." “

Jiang Qingjiu smiled, is it a good person? Do you know how many years I have been sealed by the good man in your mouth? If he dies here today, this seal will be broken?

Jiang Qingjiu asked again: "Is your little uncle burdened with a heavy responsibility and must save him?"

The little disciple thought for a while, and said with a firm look in his eyes: "That's natural, it is said that the Yu Gu who sealed a family was guided by the body of the little uncle, it seems to be that, what, the curse of living and dying together, yes, this is the method." “

Life and death spell, Jiang Qingjiu's body trembled, and his face showed a rare look of astonishment, it shouldn't be a blood seal spell, why is it a life and death curse? Is the old man of Qingcheng Mountain crazy?

"Mr. Jiang, Mr. Jiang!" the little disciple kept calling, the current situation was critical, and he didn't pay attention to any etiquette.

A wisp of breeze suddenly blew across the little junior brother's cheeks, he instinctively closed his eyes, and when the little junior brother came back to his senses, Jiang Qingjiu had disappeared in place.