The brilliant light sprayed out, and the originally fragmented mirror surface was also covered with a layer of light-filled formations, which flowed uncertainly. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info Qingya and the others looked up, only to feel that this formation was extremely complicated, far beyond what they had seen before, countless tadpole-sized runes were transformed but quickly shattered, dense and endless, and the power was naturally unimaginable.

However, at the same time as Qingya's heart froze, he felt that the operation of this formation seemed to be a little sluggish, not very smooth, as if most of it had been damaged.

Elder Daihu's face was extremely solemn at this moment, and his hands were like butterflies wearing flowers, and he quickly pinched out one after another spells, and pointed towards the golden sand on his head.

I saw that the golden sand gathered into a ball, slowly deformed and squirmed, and at the same time there was a heat wave rolling in, the temperature was terrifying, so that everyone present was shocked, sweating wildly, and hurriedly turned their heads to look.

Elder Daihu didn't care about anything else at the moment, and his face became even heavier. This sealing technique, he is also the first time to use it, although most of it relies on external forces, but the burden on him is not small, not to mention that this technique is related to the lives of everyone in the field, and there is no room for loss.

"Sealed."

Elder Daihu suddenly shouted, and at some point there was an extra turquoise brush in his hand, and he drank the juice melted into the golden sand, and with a wave of the pen, a huge golden seal was drawn in the air.

As soon as the seal character appeared, it released a dazzling golden light, shining in thousands of ways, making it impossible for people to look directly, and then in a flash of the void, it suddenly rolled upside down and imprinted towards the broken bronze mirror.

The array on the surface of the bronze mirror suddenly condensed, and the seal was imprinted on it, making it run more and more slowly, and the power suddenly dropped by half, but it was still not something that Qingya could resist.

"Seal, seal, seal." Elder Daihu was like crazy, his face was hideous, and under the wave of his arm wildly, he wrote three big seal characters in a row, filling the entire Hehui Hall with golden light, and the heat wave was rolling, flying towards the bronze mirror one after another, and the layers of imprints were impenetrable, and the latter was sealed impenetrable, and the formation patterns on it completely stagnated.

"If we don't do it yet, we won't be able to hold on for long." After doing all this, Elder Daihu's aura was obviously much weaker, his face turned pale, and he yelled at Qingya and the others out of breath.

The faces of the three Qingya were all tight, and their eyes were staring at the Zongsheng in the middle at the same time, only to see that the soul puppet outside the latter's body had become larger and clearer, and the black light was circulating, and a triangular head gradually grew on it, with slender eyes, and a sharp horn on the top of the head, piercing straight to the sky, but the body was still a little blurry and faint, and it was not real.

The three of Qingya's figures moved, forming a triangular trend to surround the sect saints, and they chanted words in their mouths at the same time.

A strange scene happened.

Qingya What they recited was naturally not an ordinary mantra, but the so-called technique of connection, only to see a stream of water-like transparent runes flying out of their mouths, and a steady stream of submerged into the body of the soul puppet in front of them, making its body more condensed and vivid, and there was a feeling of turning into a living thing.

"What's going on? Why did my soul suddenly become unstable? The sword screamed loudly, and his face was horrified.

"What's the panic? If you don't complete the technique of connection quickly, no one else will want to live. Elder Mingyou shouted wildly, and his figure flashed to the sect saint, looking at the soul puppet whose face had changed drastically outside his body, a trace of excitement and fiery color appeared in his eyes, and he did not hesitate to slap on his heavenly spirit cover, and suddenly a cloud of ghost light jumped out.

As soon as the ghost light appeared, the soul puppet sensed something, and a huge mouthpart immediately poked out from under the triangular head, and as soon as the black light flashed, it rolled the former into his mouth, and swallowed it into his abdomen like a jujube, and the momentum around his body immediately rose, and wisps of black flame diffused out.

"Roar." A roar suddenly sounded, but it did not echo in the ears, but hit the depths of the soul, as if it was about to tear everyone's souls apart, making people feel in a trance for a while.

At the same time, the cracked clay pot on the altar suddenly shook, and the billowing black gas surged out from the gap, exuding a soul aura that was rich to the extreme, and flew towards the soul puppet under a roll, and suddenly submerged into the latter's body.

Buzzing.

However, this scene only lasted for a few blinks of an eye, and the altar suddenly shook, and then the rune paper on the clay pot suddenly shone brightly, interweaving a brilliant light curtain, heading towards the clay pot, and immediately blocking those black gases.

The soul couldn't help but be furious when he saw this, his tall body trembling wildly, and his slender eyes opened open, glowing with scarlet light. He wanted to step forward several times, but he didn't dare to take a step, and his eyes were angry and frightened, and he was extremely scared.

"Don't use the spirit banner yet."

Ming Youzheng was also a little anxious, and suddenly a voice sounded in his heart, first stunned, and then looked at the soul puppet beside him in ecstasy, and his palm was hurriedly wiped from his waist, and a handful of white light was held in his palm, which was the soul flag.

This spirit banner is about two feet high, and the whole body is actually made of white bones, in the middle is a spine, the bone joints are craggy, and on both sides are hung with round bone pieces like jade, in a flash, colliding together, making a jingle crisp sound.

As soon as the conjuring banner appeared, it came out of his hand, and it rose in the wind. A trace of fierceness flashed on the face of the soul puppet, and the mouthparts suddenly separated, and a cloud of black gas that was indistinguishable from the clay pot was spewed out, and fell into the spirit flag, causing the latter's momentum to rise in an instant, climbing to the extreme.

Qingya and the others kept talking, and they all looked at this scene with terrifying eyes. The strength of this momentum is far from being comparable to them, just like the sea and a lonely boat, but for some reason, they feel that this power is empty on the outside, and it looks like duckweed without roots.

"Sickness." The soul puppet let out a loud cry in his heart, and the spirit banner in front of him spun rapidly, and a miserable white light curtain emerged, intertwined with black lines on it, and washed towards the clay pot, colliding with the rune paper light curtain in an instant.

As soon as the two color light curtains came into contact, they made a clattering sound, and the two dissolved at the same time like snow on a sunny day, and the white bone light curtain kept washing, and a few breaths of effort broke the rune paper light curtain. Suddenly, the black qi inside it surged out, turning into a pillar of smoke and shooting towards the soul puppet.

The soul puppet's face flashed with a hint of irrepressible excitement, and its mouthparts split even wider like an octopus, swallowing the pillar of smoke down.

"Oh no, that formation is about to recover." At this moment, Boss He glanced at the idol in front of him, only to see that the cyclone in his eyes was already about to jump out, spinning extremely fast, and the spiritual light was gushing down, and it was about to break through the suppression of the demon mask and envelop it again.

Seeing this, everyone's hearts sank, if this formation was really restored, not to mention the failure, none of the people in the field would be able to survive.

The soul puppet's slender eyes surged violently, and a black match suddenly poked out of his body, grabbing the demon mask, and actually clasped it on his face. The pillars of light that burst out of the Demon Mask's eyes suddenly shone even thicker and brighter, surging, once again forcing the light curtain from the idol's pupils back.

"Hurry up, everyone, we don't have much time." Elder Daigo shouted, and at the same time forced a breath, and the pen in his hand moved again, and he wrote a few more seals, and drifted towards the bronze mirror.

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