Du Xi stood with his hands in his face, his face was calm, his eyes turned around on all sides, the scenery was dim at night, and he couldn't see through it, and together with the breath of Wei Xiyi, he disappeared without a trace, and he couldn't be found again. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info his method of scattering like the wind contains some incomprehensible clues, which are self-evident in his heart, and turn into a volume of unclear threads. was originally full of interest, but at this moment, if he was poured cold water, the difference between before and after made him a little anxious.

It's just restlessness, irritation, and some of it.

He knew in his heart that Wei Xiyi's cultivation was far lower than him, but as the plum blossom gentleman said, cultivation was not the whole of strength, and cultivation was not the possession of Taoism. His strength is his weakness; His own ugliness is what he is good at, and he has attained the Tao in order, so even if he is escaped by a weak person who is cultivated in one realm, he does not have half of his dishonorable heart, and he is still open.

The way of the world is to use one's own strengths and overcome the enemy's shortcomings.

What's more, did he really escape? He was skeptical. As soon as the body moved, it suddenly rose into the air, standing in the void, and his eyes were blank. He took out his fingers like a knife, cut off a piece of ink and sprinkled it in the air, the spiritual power surging in his hair, the powder flowed, and the plum blossoms were swept away with a thunderous momentum, and the faint cold plum fragrance could not be removed.

Zheng Guan was moved by the plum fragrance, opened his eyes, grabbed the ugly ugly from under his legs, got up and looked up, his eyes were deep, and the plum blossoms with glowing light hung in the sky, which seemed to be able to illuminate the quiet night and shake the depth of the night. She stretched out her hand and touched the plum petal hanging around her, and as soon as she touched it, her fingertips were painful, and the red blood stains dripped on the plum petal, and the bloody plum was still motionless when hanging in the air, like a root of nothingness, like a rock that does not move.

Wen Ziyan saw the mystery in this, and he didn't dare to move, and even signaled Jiang Cixin not to move.

He Ming woke up as soon as he saw this scene, he was worried about life and death, he was as anxious as fire, and when he saw the plum blossom-like thing, he relaxed his vigilance, and wanted to rush out directly, but the plum blossom was unexpected, it seemed like a plum, but it was like a sharp blade, and the hand he stretched out to block was pierced with flesh and blood, and it hurt his heart.

Since he had cultivated the cultivation of the Jindan Great Perfection, He Ming had suffered so much, and he was suddenly extremely angry, but after Yu Guang saw Du Xi, he immediately quieted down. This man doesn't seem to care about him, so he has a little more vitality.

He swept around and frowned, the plum blade was extremely densely distributed in the air, and he couldn't move at all, he couldn't move, and the other party couldn't move. If you can summon necromantic skeletons, it will be enough to deal with these, but the orb is destroyed. And he wasn't sure if he made a move, would the high-ranking Du Xi turn his head to deal with him? If it does, that's his bigger problem.

He Ming was thinking about his own escape plan, and suddenly saw the female cultivator pinching a piece of plum petal, only to see that with a slight force, the plum petal made a crisp sound of porcelain cracking, and it shattered into a crystal powder and disappeared without a trace. He was curious, naturally looked at a few more times, but the nun did not move, the beautiful wrist with luster stopped in the air, he subconsciously looked at her, only to see her face frosty, the look in her eyes cold, he couldn't help but want to go backwards, just stained with those plum petals pain made him come back to some senses, and then look at the nun, but she did not look at him again, only to see her fingers smart, in the air for no reason to pluck, as if plucking the strings of nothingness, in a breath, the plum petals on her fingers suddenly moved, straight to his face.

The Dunlun Sect uses the Soul Bead as a tool, and other magic weapons, compared to the death qi contained in the necromancer bones of the Soul Bead, are only inferior and inferior instruments. In the face of the sudden plum petals, he was flustered, but his movements were not messy, and he hurriedly pinched a basic spell - Ice Derivation, the ice layer was instantly condensed in front of him, thick and finger-wide, at least able to block the flying plum petals.

It's just that the ending is not as he expected, and the plum petal strangely passes through the ice and hits him before he has time to react. He didn't have time to make a move to avoid it, but he still subconsciously avoided it, because the plum petal only cut his cheek, although it hurt, but it was not as painful as when he touched the plum petal. The two are not the same.

He quietly realized that it was not this woman who drove the plum petals that stopped in the air to come to him, but that she used a strange method, the same method as the arrow that appeared behind him out of thin air before, to make this plum petal, which confused his eyes and shocked his heart in the middle of the plum petals.

If it weren't for Du Xi's actions, he would have some confidence.

Although he couldn't see this woman's technique, he said twice, but he understood a little, this thing is false and real, you think it is real, but it can be false as if it does not exist, you can escape through the wall, if you think it really does not exist, it can hurt you in the form. He doesn't know how to transform reality into reality, but he doesn't need to know, he just needs to understand a little, if he wants to hurt him, it must be something real, so he just needs to guard himself.

As soon as He Ming made up his mind, he suddenly saw a sharp wind sweeping like a blade on the side, and he hurriedly pinched it to block it.

Wen Ziyan will not be idle, in this plum petal, although he can't move, but the monk fights, why do you have to move, the magic weapon is afraid that it is not good to shuttle in the plum petals, but the spell is different, even if it loses its power, it can be issued continuously, there is always a little bit of power to reach the other party, at the moment, this fighting method is grinding, to see who can grind whom, to see who will not be able to hold on to fall down first, in this regard, he is full of confidence. He quickly pinched the Wind Blade and threw it over.

"Xuanwu, manifest." Wen Ziyan lost the second wind blade technique, and then heard a clear drink from Ci Gu, she pointed to a yellow talisman, and the cinnabar on the talisman was a painting, a lifelike Xuanwu beast was the Four Elephants Xuanwu Basket.

The use of the summoning urn took some time to prepare, and it was clear that she had already prepared for it, and now it was the last moment.

The four-elephant basalt urn summons the form of the primeval four-elephant divine beast - that is, the body with the shape of the Xuanwu, its power is naturally a drop in the weight compared with the real divine beast, but it is more than enough than one of the common fourth-order and below the fourth-order summoning urn, and the use of the four-elephant summoning urn has a certain backlash against the monk, and the general monk will not use it until a certain danger.

Why did Aunt Ke use it at this time? In the current situation, it seems that there is no need to take advantage of the backlash, even if she is like him, with hatred in her heart and eager for revenge.

His thoughts were confused, so he forgot the spell in his hand, couldn't figure it out, and subconsciously looked at Zheng Guan, what she had done before seemed to mean something. Don't......

No, although Ci Gu is an outsider, she has grown up in the village since she was a child, and she has always been at peace with people, even if she will not be loyal to the Wen family, she should not betray her, let alone do such cruel things.

The kind and gentle aunt who treats others will certainly not be what he just thought. Coming to this conclusion, Wen Ziyan glared at Zheng Guan, presumably this was this woman's evil plan, which made him suspicious of Aunt Ci.

Zheng Guan turned his head slightly, and glanced at Wen Ziyan, who was staring at her, he didn't know what he was doing, but he was not moved. She glanced at Jiang Cixin again, the summoning urn in her hand turned into a green smoke and dissipated, the spiritual power in the air suddenly fluctuated violently, and the originally empty space suddenly became a water mirror, and the mirror surface blurred with layers of water ripples, the center of the ripple was a little black at first glance, and then the black side slowly revealed, it was half a person high, and it needed to be surrounded by seven or eight people. (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point (qidian.com) to vote for recommendation, monthly pass, your support, is my biggest motivation. )