Chapter 677: Mountain Soul Purple Smoke Meets Again

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Outside, Wang Junjie and the others saw the thirteen people wielding blades or releasing spells, fighting hard and panicking, but there was not a single enemy around them.

"Formation!"

A thought passed through the hearts of Wang Junjie and the others at the same time. In this way, no one dared to enter Yue Jing's surroundings easily, and a pair of eyes stared nervously at the thirteen Great Perfections of the Dan Stage in the formation.

An hour later, the thirteen monks were out of breath and in a trance. Suddenly they stopped moving, and stood there dumbfounded. In front of their eyes, the dense shrimp soldiers and crabs will disappear, but the surrounding sea water seems to have become very solemn and begins to squeeze towards them.

They wanted to move, but they couldn't move at all, and they were completely imprisoned by the formation prohibition. Soon, breathing became difficult, and finally with a "bang", the minced flesh flew sideways, and it was squeezed alive by the invisible sea water, and the thirteen Great Perfections of the Dan Stage turned into a blood mist, dissipating in front of hundreds of thousands of monks.

Two hours passed, Yue Jing stood up from the ground, looked at the dense monks outside the formation, a trace of sarcasm flashed at the corner of his mouth, and his body jumped suddenly, rushed out of the formation, and rushed towards Wang Junjie.

Wang Junjie looked stunned for a moment, and then became angry in his heart, and the long sword in his hand swayed and gave birth to a little starlight. But seeing that Yue Jing punched in, the starlight that had just been born was stagnant, and that Yue Jing had already swept over Wang Junjie's head with a big smile and rushed into the stone statue array, and rushed away in a ping pong formation. At the same time, Yue Jing's loud voice came from the array:

"Wang Junjie, let's break through this stone statue array together, and then we will enter the Hebo Palace and obtain the treasure according to our ability. There are still more than two years left in the Hebo Immortal Mansion, and by that time, we will have another battle by our own means. If you have to find my trouble now, I am not afraid, but you may not be able to overcome me, and lose the treasure in Hebo's palace in vain. ”

Wang Junjie looked at Yue Jing in the stone statue array with deep eyes, secretly thought about it, and coldly shouted to his fellow disciples:

"Break the formation!"

Before the words fell, he had already taken the lead in rushing into the stone statue array. The remaining 100,000 monks glanced at each other, and they all rushed into the stone formation.

More than ten days have passed.

Xu Ziyan sat on top of the bluestone and opened his eyes slightly. Through the thousands of miles of yellow sand array, she saw a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy standing tall outside the array. With a fixed gaze, he recognized that it was when he first entered the Heboxian Mansion, entered the place of the soldiers in that mansion, and killed the young man in the Qu Corridor.

At this time, I saw the young man slowly moving around the Ten Thousand Miles Yellow Sand Array, and his eyes looked up and down the Ten Thousand Miles Yellow Sand Array.

Yan Shan Soul spent a month searching for Xu Ziyan's whereabouts in the Hebo Immortal Mansion, he had also been to this Ten Thousand Miles of Yellow Sand Great Array before, but he thought that since there was such a large array here, Xu Ziyan would naturally not come here. So he immediately departed and searched elsewhere.

When he searched all over the Hebo Immortal Mansion and still didn't find Xu Ziyan's figure, he returned to this 10,000-mile yellow sand array. During this period, he also returned to the place of the general, and when he found that there was no trace of the general, he was shocked at the same time, so he probed around, and also let him find the gap in the forbidden formation, and came all the way to the Hebo Palace. However, he did not break into the battle, but released his divine sense, looking for Xu Ziyan's figure among more than 100,000 monks.

Now the divine consciousness of Yan Shan Soul has devoured the original divine consciousness in Langya's skull, and fused with the self-generated divine consciousness of Langya's arm, how high his divine consciousness is, even he himself does not know the Dao. So, in an instant, he found that there was no trace of Xu Ziyan here. The search in his mind over the past month finally reminded him of the Great Array of Yellow Sand. A thought crossed my mind:

"Could it be that the purple smoke is in that big array?"

Once this thought comes to mind, it cannot be stopped. So, he withdrew and galloped towards the large array of yellow sand.

The figure fell outside the Ten Thousand Miles Yellow Sand Array, and Yan Shan Soul closed his eyes slightly, shining his divine sense into it.

Xu Ziyan's curiosity rose, she didn't know why the Yanshan Soul came here, and she always felt a little familiar with the Yanshan Soul. A faint smile appeared on the face of the Yan Mountain Soul, although he couldn't break this formation, but with the soul of the two Langya that he fused, he could see that the formation in front of him was not an ancient formation, but had just been laid out. That means that it is likely that Xu Ziyan laid it out, so Yan Shan Soul withdrew his divine sense and stood with his hands in his hands.

Xu Ziyan was taken aback, looking at the appearance of Yan Shan's soul, as if he knew that there were people in this formation, and he would come out sooner or later. Seeing his calm appearance appear on the face of a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy, I couldn't help but feel a little funny in my heart. Yan Shan Soul suddenly moved his index finger, and his throat rolled.

Not far away, a lightning sheep rushed out, tilted his head and looked at Yanshan Soul, and a ball of lightning suddenly condensed between the two horns, and then a lightning bolt struck Yanshan Soul who was standing with his hands in his hand

Yan Shan Soul showed a smile on his face, waved his hand, grabbed the lightning in his hand, and then with a movement of his heart, a thorn rose sharply and pierced through the abdomen of the lightning sheep. Yan Shan's soul body swept slightly to the lightning sheep, grabbed the lightning sheep, and came to the river to peel the lightning sheep

Xu Ziyan watched through the large array as Yan Shan's soul was busy there, put the lightning sheep on the bonfire, and took out various spices from the storage ring and smeared them on the lightning sheep's body. When the mutton was cooked, Jin Liangliang was greasy and greasy, and the aroma of the meat spread into the big array. Yan Shan Soul dragged down a leg of mutton, clicked and took a bite, regardless of whether the meat was hot or not, he ate it with relish, and his eyebrows were full of joy.

Xu Ziyan looked funny, thinking that it was time for him to go to the stone statue array, he flipped the magic with both hands, and the array pillars rose from the ground, became smaller, and flew towards Xu Ziyan. Put away the one hundred and eight array pillars, and before Xu Ziyan stood up from the bluestone, the fluctuation of the space had already made Yanshan Soul notice, and he suddenly raised his head and saw that the dense fog in front of him had dissipated, and on a piece of bluestone not far away, it was Xu Ziyan who was sitting upright.

Suddenly, I saw Xu Ziyan, and when I saw Xu Ziyan looking at him with a smile in his eyes, I couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed when I saw Xu Ziyan looking at him with a leg of mutton in his hand. A great consummation of the Dan period, but greedy for appetite, sitting there with his mouth wide open like a child waiting to be trained, with a wisp of oily flesh hanging from the corner of his mouth.

Xu Ziyan saw the appearance of Yan Shan's soul, sniffed, stretched out his hand and pointed to the sheep on the bonfire, and said with a smile: "Fellow Daoist, can you divide me a piece?" ”

"Oh~~" Yan Shan Soul dragged off a leg of mutton and handed it to Xu Ziyan, who had already come to the opposite side.

Xu Ziyan took the leg of mutton, turned over his hand and took out a short dagger, cut off a piece of meat, put it in his mouth and chewed it slowly. The taste is really good, Xu Ziyan looked at the soul of Yanshan opposite, and looked approving, but he didn't expect this teenage child to have a barbecue skill.

At this time, Yan Shan Soul seemed to have walked out of the embarrassment of seeing Xu Ziyan just now, and began to gnaw on the leg of mutton without a sound. It's just that his eyes always look at Xu Ziyan from time to time.

Xu Ziyan naturally noticed Yan Shan's soul's eyes, and she could feel that the aura on the young man opposite was constantly changing. Familiarity, strangeness, hesitation, determination, alternating with each other.

Yan Shan's soul was very conflicted in his heart at this time, thinking about recognizing Xu Ziyan, but he didn't know what kind of identity Lu Dao was Langya? Yanshan soul? And after recognizing each other, how to get along with Xu Ziyan made Yanshan's soul confused.

Xu Ziyan took a few bites and looked up at Yanshan Soul, she was also very curious about Yanshan Soul in her heart, and always felt that there was a familiarity in it. Asked softly:

"What do you call a fellow Daoist?"

Yan Shan Soul looked stunned, and the leg of mutton in his hand was stunned, but in the end, he still let out a long breath, as if he had made some major decision, and looked at Xu Ziyandao:

"Ziyan, I am the soul of the mountain."

Xu Ziyan's expression was stunned for a moment, and the appearance of a five-year-old child with a tiger head appeared in front of him, which gradually coincided with the young man in front of him, and exclaimed happily:

"Mountain Soul, it's really you."

Yan Shan Soul laughed twice and didn't speak. Xu Ziyan looked at the Yanshan Soul who had grown up, remembered the past of Yanshan Soul, and said with a smile:

"Mountain Soul, you have changed a lot, and it is not your past style at all."

The corners of Yan Shan Soul's mouth grinned: "What style did I have in the past?" ”

"Arrogant! Haha······" Thinking of Yan Shan's soul's past words, Xu Ziyan couldn't help laughing.

Looking at the smiling face of Xu Ziyan, who was close at hand, Yan Shan's soul was in a trance. In a trance, I don't know if I am Langya or Yanshan Soul. The scenes of the three lives and the third world kept flashing in Yan Shan's mind, and finally flashed out in Qinghuo Zongfang City, the confused Xu Ziyan was embarrassed and shouted "hungry" in front of the door of the restaurant, and his heart couldn't help but feel a pain.

Xu Ziyan looked at the change in the expression on Yan Shan Soul's face opposite, and saw that his face had receded from immaturity, although it was still a little green, but there seemed to be a deep lock between his eyebrows, this kind of youth and vicissitudes could not appear on a person's body at the same time, but at this time, they were staggered on Yan Shan Soul's face, and couldn't help but be stunned in his heart, and asked softly:

"You...... Is it really a mountain soul? ”

Yan Shan glanced at Xu Ziyan in surprise, nodded and said, "Of course." ”

"But...... Yours has really changed so much! ”

Xu Ziyan's eyes were a little confused, the Yan Shan Soul in front of him was no longer what he was ten years ago, sitting opposite him, sometimes he could even feel the pressure that the other party gave him. The vicissitudes between the eyebrows made Xu Ziyan feel that he was facing a master who had experienced 10,000 years.

Well! It's like facing Simon's lonely smoke. No, it seems that he has more background than Ximen Guyan, but the green face clearly tells Xu Ziyan that the soul of Yan Shan on the other side is just a teenager. It felt strange, like an unsheathed sword, the scabbard was new, but the sword inside the sheath was an ancient sword.

Sweat! It's fallen to eighth place again, and it seems that yesterday I failed to break through the Yuanying! And the pink ticket?

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