The Maison learns martial arts as a stepping stone to unlock their own spiritual power.

Therefore, the martial arts realm of the people of the family is high and low, and the lowest is only the second- and third-rate realm, once the spiritual power is activated, they will immediately give up and turn to temper their own bloodline wholeheartedly.

However, there are also some family members who believe that although martial arts are mortal skills, if they are used properly, they can also become a powerful help for themselves!

Just like Pei Zhenshan who Xiang Yuan killed before, his martial arts realm is first-class strength.

And Pei Ziming, who is fighting with Xiang Yuan at this moment, is also like this!

The two fought, and the handle technique in his hand was enough to dazzle people, Pei Ziming relied on his body shape to be twice that of Xiang Yuan, and every move was powerful and heavy, with the spirit of leveling the mountains, wanting to overwhelm people with force and turn the advantage into victory!

Although Xiang Yuan's own strength is not as good as Pei Ziming's, he uses his spiritual power to lead his physical body qi and blood, break through the shackles of transforming energy, and set foot in the Xuan Realm of Dan, and his whole body strength shrinks and releases, like a projectile bursting, he can even compete with Pei Ziming!

Moreover, he still has the killing move of Soul Eater in his hand, once he encounters Pei Ziming's heavy blow and cannot avoid being injured, he will immediately use Soul Eater to recover.

And Pei Zihai on the side had no choice but to turn aside the wolf tide because he figured out the clues of Xiang Yuan's soul devouring move, and did not dare to use the wolf tide to besiege him again, so as not to become Xiang Yuan's accomplice, so he could only send out a few demon spells from time to time to assist Pei Ziming in attacking!

In the distance, watching Xiang Yuan suppress Pei Ziming and Pei Zihai with his own strength, the old man in the cloth nodded with satisfaction: "Yanluo, this helper you are looking for is very good." ”

"The empty old man is too famous, this family is also lucky, if these two Pei family members are practicing the word line, he may not be able to have such ease. Although he was saying that Xiang Yuan's toughness had some luck in it, the corners of Yao Mu's slightly raised mouth did not mean to ridicule him.

"The ...... of the Enemy" noticed the quiet change in the name of the medicine mother, and the eyes of the old man in the lily robe were slightly white, and he muttered in a low voice: "How many years have this been...... I really don't know if it's a blessing or a curse for this little guy. ”

"Well, after watching the play for so long, I dare to take our turn to carry out activities. Shouldering the fishing rod, the old man in the cloak slowly got up, raised the dark yellow fishing rod in his hand, and threw it into the distance!

A wisp of black light at the tip of the fishing rod spits out an endless line of fishing, throws it high, and flies away into the distance!

At this time, Pei Ziyang, who had already run to Tianlan Cliff, cut his wrist, and muttered awkward syllables while pouring blood on the edge of the wooden box.

With the pouring of blood, it was like a living creature was frantically hitting the wall of the box in the wooden box in the positive direction, but the banging sound did not affect Pei Ziyang's murmur at all.

The syllables in the mouth are sometimes high, sometimes low, sometimes biting each syllable word by word, sometimes muttering and confused.

Bang –

Shaking his head and stomping his foot suddenly, Pei Ziyang's bloody wrist slammed into the top of the wooden box!

Click-

Blood splattered, and eight cracks opened from the top of the wooden box downwards.

The violent impact in the box died down the moment the crack appeared.

The whole box fell completely silent, but began to exude an inexplicable strange smell.

Covering his bleeding wrist, Pei Ziyang frowned at the dark cracks on the wooden box.

Didn't work out......

A hint of doubt appeared in his heart, and Pei Ziyang began to approach the wooden box.

Suddenly!

In the crack in the middle, a blood-colored eye suddenly appeared in the crack, and it felt like a person was lying in a box, staring at the outside world with wide eyes.

Soon, more and more eyes appeared, but without exception, every pair of eyes that appeared in the crack were as if they hadn't slept for ten days and ten nights, full of blood, and their pupils showed a sickly glow.

Seeing those eyes appear, Pei Ziyang breathed a long sigh of relief, and dared to hurriedly let go of the wrist he was covering, so that the blood began to draw a triangular sacrificial array along the wooden box!

Lao Jiu, who had been guarding Pei Ziyang's side, watched silently as he painted the sacrificial array with blood, and was just about to speak, but his complexion suddenly changed!

Turning his head to look behind him, Lao Jiu's thick eyebrows were tightly tangled together.

"Hurry up. ”

hurriedly dropped a sentence, Lao Jiu jumped off the sky!

In mid-air, Lao Jiu's body suddenly actinized, and in a dazzling blue-white light, Lao Jiu's body disappeared, replaced by a majestic snow-white giant wolf with a round of crescent moon on his feet, a blue-black vertical eye on his forehead, and every hair exuding a thick frosty winter atmosphere!

A long howl, a sound shock!

The snow-white giant wolf incarnated by Lao Jiu opened his mouth and spat out a white light.

The white light was dazzling, containing a terrible cold energy that froze everything, and even the air flying by was condensed in place, and the temperature in the air dropped by more than ten degrees in an instant!

And the target of this white light is the hook on the fishing rod thrown out by the old man in the cloth before!

Seeing that the white light was about to concentrate on the hook, the burial wood and the medicine mother, who had been watching from the sidelines, made a move.

I didn't see any movement from the medicine mother, but the skirt at her feet shook slightly, and a large cloud of colorful miasma suddenly gushed out around the white light that galloped towards the hook!

These miasma looks like fireworks, but they are full of terrifying poison, like the most showy mushroom, always the most poisonous.

Wrapped in these colored miasma, the white light continued to make a sizzling sound, and the volume began to gradually decrease, and it looked like it was about to be completely corroded by the miasma.

The Medicine Mother solved the white light that shot at the fishing hook, and the burial wood got a new carving knife out of nowhere, and carved thirty-two small and delicate coffins in a row!

With his hands spread, thirty-two small coffins were strangely suspended in mid-air, and the burial wood casually carved a lifelike little wolf.

"Yin Sacrifice Method: Thirty-two Coffin Seals!"

As soon as the palms were closed, the burial wood shouted, and the thirty-two small coffins and wolves were sealed in the center layer by layer!

Boom Boom –

The moment the burial wood spell was cast, the space around Lao Jiu shook with a roar, and pieces of huge coffins covered with blue and black mottled coffins poured out of the unknown space, and they were about to seal him in the coffin with a heavy wind!

Agile to dodge the pursuit of the coffins, Lao Jiu waved his claws from time to time to try to smash these coffins, but every time he stopped, those coffin boards like maggots on tarsal bones would swarm together, and if he was not careful, he would be firmly sealed in these coffins.

Being attacked by the two bishops of Medicine Mother and Burial Wood, Lao Jiu could only watch anxiously as the fish hook flew towards Tianlan Cliff.

On the Tianlan Cliff, Pei Ziyang's face was pale, and at this moment, nearly half of the blood in his body had turned into an obscure sacrificial array on the ground.

It's fast, it's fast......

Only the last few strokes were left to completely complete the sacrificial array, and a smile appeared on Pei Ziyang's weak face.

Phew-

The sharp sound of breaking the air was approaching at a rapid pace, and the moment Pei Ziyang turned around when he heard the sound, a pitch-black and dull fish hook had been accurately hooked to the edge of the wooden box.

"Don't!" Seeing that the final steps were about to be completed, Pei Ziyang wrapped the wooden box with all his might, intending to prevent it from being dragged by the fishhook!

"Look for death. In the distance, the old man in the cloth snorted coldly.

Buzz –

In the sky above Tianlan Cliff, a huge shadow suddenly covered the entire cliff.

The suddenly dark environment made Pei Ziyang subconsciously look up at the sky, and at this glance, his face suddenly became desperate.

It was a huge ghost head with thin eyes, protruding fangs, a blue face, and a sinuous red ghost pattern under the center of the eyebrows.

The ghost head covered most of the sky, overlooking the entire Tianlan Cliff from top to bottom, and his eyes were indifferent and cold.

With the peak height of Tianlan Cliff, if you want to achieve this level, the height of this ghost head's body is at least ......

Three hundred meters!

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Chapter 103: Three Hundred Meters