Chapter 299: Turnaround
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At this time, Wang Yi sat cross-legged on the bank of the trickling Huangquan River in the Huangquan picture, closed his eyes and concentrated, looking like he was meditating and practicing qi.
Click, the spirit stone aura in his hand was exhausted and turned into a little fragment, Wang Yi opened his mouth and slowly exhaled a breath of white gas, and slowly opened his eyes, although Wang Yi was trapped in a cage and could not be free in the past three days, he did not forget to cultivate for a day.
"Boy, you are really calm, when is this time when do you still have the heart to cultivate, tsk. ”
The moment Wang Yi opened his eyes, the figure of the Huangquan Instrument Spirit suddenly appeared.
Hearing this, Wang Yi glanced at Huangquan Qiling lightly, and then said:
"Senior Huangquan, it's useless to be anxious in this situation now, it's better to cultivate well, and it's good to accumulate every extra point of strength. ”
After speaking, Wang Yi took out another spirit stone and held it in his hand and prepared to continue cultivating, this Huangquan diagram lacked spiritual energy, and if he wanted to cultivate, he could only rely on the spirit stone pill.
"Hehe, you kid can have this kind of heart and spirit, but the turning point has already appeared, you can prepare. ”
Hearing this, a light flashed in Wang Yi's dark eyes, and without saying a word, he turned his hand and put away the spirit stone, and suddenly got up.
Seeing this scene, Huangquan Qiling was a little surprised in his heart, and couldn't help asking:
"Boy, aren't you curious about what I'm talking about turning around?"
Hearing this, a smile appeared on Wang Yimune's face.
"Senior Huangquan, if the kid didn't guess wrong, it should be the real monk who chased me. ”
"Heh, you kid knows that very well. ”
Saying that, the Huangquan Instrument Spirit stretched out his hand and pointed, and a stream of Huangquan River meandered up in front of Wang Yi to condense into a water realm, and what was shown in the mirror was really the scene outside, seeing this scene Wang Yi was a little surprised and then devoted himself to the scene in the mirror, which would be where his vitality lies.
Outside, through the sparse ghost forest, looking at the slightly shiny jade compass in his hand, the black old ghost's expression was gloomy and terrifying, different from Wang Yi's relaxed and pleasant journey, the black old ghost has suffered a lot along the way, after all, he can't disguise himself as a ghost like Wang Yi without the ghost body of Yama.
Although it is said that with the strong strength of the real monk, the general ghost is not placed in the eyes of the black old ghost, but this is a chaotic burial field, is the nest of the ghost, although the black old ghost is strong, but can only be cautious, do not dare to do it with all his strength, although he did not suffer any major damage in this case, but the gray face is inevitable, and it is precisely because of this that he spent three more days than Wang Yi to rush here, it can be said that if it were not for the soul devouring pain blocking the way, the hope of the black old ghost catching up with Wang Yi is very slim if it develops like this, of course, all this is just hypothetical, the reality is that he is only one step away from Wang Yi now。
The long and narrow eyes were as sharp as an eagle, blooming with a terrifying light, the old black ghost stopped, his eyes swept in all directions, but he didn't find any trace of Wang Yi, which couldn't help but make his face change slightly, but after looking down and glancing at the compass in his hand again, a sneer of disdain appeared on his originally gloomy face.
"Wang Yi, come out quickly, I know you're here, I promise to give you a good time when you come out now, otherwise, hehe." ”
The tone was gloomy, like the cold wind of the wax moon, and the threat was self-evident.
And at this moment, Wang Yi in the Huangquan Diagram couldn't help but sneer silently when he saw this scene through the technique of splashing the mirror and the moon, revealing a sarcastic look.
Ten breaths later, looking at the silent venue, the black old ghost's already small patience was completely exhausted.
"Boy, it seems that you really don't cry when you don't see the coffin. ”
Sen Leng's words fell, and the momentum on the black old ghost began to slowly rise, and he was ready to make a move, with the help of the compass secret treasure, although the black old ghost could not accurately lock Wang Yi's location, the general location could still be determined.
Boom, the aura bloomed, the black old ghost directly launched a carpet bombardment on the area where Wang Yi was, in his opinion, Wang Yi must have used some kind of hiding method to hide himself, and to deal with this situation without corresponding understanding is the best way to break the trick, no matter how exquisite Wang Yi's hidden method is, his own cultivation is the biggest weakness, in the face of the carpet bombardment, he will not help but reveal his flaws if he wants to be immortal.
Originally, under normal circumstances, there was nothing wrong with the black old ghost's approach, but it was a pity that he misestimated Wang Yi's hiding method, being in the Dao weapon Huangquan Diagram, Wang Yi's safety did not have to worry at all, and it was impossible to break through the defense of the Huangquan Diagram with the strength of the black old ghost, so this matter was doomed from the beginning.
Boom, another blow, the black old ghost's face turned from gloomy to iron-blue, and the open space in front of him completely changed its appearance, pitted, obviously he had just been plowed by him, but unfortunately the final result was nothing.
"Damn. ”
With his hands clenched and his eyes wide open, the anger in the black old ghost's heart was completely ignited at this moment, you must know that he has accumulated a lot of anger after him all the way.
"Wang Yi, okay, you are very good, I have never felt so angry since Hei became a real person. ”
After a word, the black old ghost gritted his teeth and said, the whole person was like a volcano that was about to erupt.
The momentum rose again, forming a coercion like a substance, the old black ghost still had some scruples and did not dare to do it with all his might, for fear of attracting the attention of the surrounding ghost kings, but at this moment he couldn't care about it so much, Wang Yi must die, this is not only the result he wants, but also the result of Yin Chuansheng and Yin Ghost Sect.
Besides, as long as he moves fast enough to quickly find out and kill Wang Yi, then it won't have much impact, the black old ghost is still very confident in this, in his opinion, Wang Yi's most troublesome party is his ability to escape and hide, once his deeds are recognized, then it is just a clown who jumps off the beam, and he can't make any big waves.
The momentum was high, the light in his eyes shone, the black old ghost firmly locked on the area where Wang Yi was, and he was brewing a thunderous blow, this blow he not only wanted to find out Wang Yi's traces, but also directly killed Wang Yi.
And in the Huangquan picture, Wang Yi not only did not have the slightest worry on his face when he saw this scene, but showed a smile.
"Hehe, I still don't think I'm dying fast enough, so let me see who is stronger and who is weaker against the Soul Devouring Vine. ”
Looking around, in the water mirror, at this moment, in the underground body, in the ghost wood forest, the gray-white vines are lurking like dead things, obviously waiting for the opportunity, afraid of startling the snake, but this is also normal, after all, from the realm of the realm, the soul eater vine and the black old ghost are just the same, the two fight, the black old ghost is not the opponent of the soul eater vine, but if you are not careful, the black old ghost is likely to escape from the soul eater vine's hands.
For this point, the Soul Devouring Vine naturally did not want to happen, so although the black old ghost found it as soon as it arrived in this area, it did not rush to do it, but hibernated, silently weaving a hunting net, waiting for the opportunity, and now the time is about to be ripe.