Thundered!

At the bottom of the dark canyon that no one had set foot in for many years, the power of the terrifying space suddenly emerged, accompanied by gusts of wind and thunder, and the black-gray mist around it was surging endlessly, and the yin wind like a wailing also spread out of a thousand feet.

With a muffled bang, a figure surrounded by layers of streamers fell to the ground in embarrassment, and the surrounding ground shook violently, setting off a puff of smoke and dust, and a spiderweb-like crack scattered around it.

"Ahem...... Here it is......"

Wu Ming coughed violently a few times, his face was as white as paper, and he looked around in a daze, and his face suddenly changed.

Whew!

As the spatial fluctuations gradually dissipated, the yin wind like the howl of ghosts and wolves howled, and ghosts with teeth and claws loomed inside, threatening to tear all the creatures that broke into this place to shreds.

"Humph!"

The corners of Wu Ming's eyes twitched, and he did not hesitate to urge the green dragon armor, and a thick and majestic layer of green scaly treasure light escaped to protect his body, but immediately the spirit spirit shuddered, as if the sting pain of the soul was frozen and spread throughout his body in an instant.

The creaking sound came into his ears, Wu Mingjie gasped firmly, and when he looked down, a layer of blue-black strange ice crystals formed on the surface of his body, and it was spreading all over his body at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Stupid, what you practice is the "Golden Bell Jar" and "Ming Wang Fudongzun", both of which are authentic Buddhist and Taoist body refining exercises, why do you use treasures to defend against yin qi?"

Ku Ye scolded a little angrily.

"Ahem!"

Wu Ming hurriedly ran the Xuan Gong, with a slight mistake under his feet, the golden light and shadow behind him shook, the air exploded, and a nine-zhang golden body phantom invisible to the naked eye flashed, which was the law of King Ming.

Different from the past, the Fa Xiang seemed to come to life, as the seal in Wu Ming's hand changed, slowly lowered forward, and quickly shrunk into a solid golden glow cloak, falling on Wu Ming's body, the golden and jade silk threads on it flickered and dimmed, just like Sanskrit Buddhist scriptures, it was the Buddha's robe!

The skin on the surface of his body was like a layer of gold, and he felt that the cold in his body was gone, and he suddenly felt warm, although he could still feel the pervasive invasion of the cold in his body, but most of his power was blocked.

"What a powerful Yin Wind, even if this kind of power is an ordinary great master, within a moment or three, I'm afraid that the Yin God will be directly frozen!"

Wu Ming spit out a mouthful of mist, his pupils shrank, and the mist turned into ice slag in the blink of an eye, making a fluttering sound.

"You would be wrong about this, the Great Grandmaster has undergone the earth-shattering Yin vein infusion, although it is not a thousand tempers, but the Yin God is enough to communicate the power of the Yin Pole, even if it is just a trace, it is enough to withstand this level of Yin Wind invasion, but the physical body may not be.

Even if the Yin God can resist it, once the physical body is frozen, even if it can't use the True Yuan, it is useless to have the Yin God alone, after all, it is difficult for a Qiao woman to cook without rice, and the most terrible thing is that the helplessness when she is frozen, she can only watch the process of waiting for death. ”

Kuye said.

"Hmph, these people are really willing to spend their money, use such a complete set of teleportation treasures, and send me to such a place of death, it seems that I can't get out!"

Wu Ming glanced around and found that it was much more terrifying than the place where the Wood Clan's Semi-Saint sat before, and as far as the eye could see, there was only a visual distance of three or five meters, and even when the yin wind was whistling and blowing, it could be said that he could not see his five fingers.

"It's also to blame that I didn't pay attention, I really didn't expect that I would use a space treasure, it is a supreme power equal to time, yin and yang, even if I don't pay attention to it, it will be difficult to find the abnormality. ”

Ku Ye was not without annoyance, and explained carefully.

"Don't worry, I don't blame you!"

Wu Ming waved his hand indifferently, and said with a cold glint in his eyes, "Now it seems that Yelu Chongguang really wanted to lure me into this place from the beginning, and before in the tent of the Dutian King, most of them were also pretentious, but what way did he have to get the few treasures I left behind?"

"Don't forget, that miscellaneous fish is about to be canonized, coupled with the support of the Zhao and Song royal families, as well as the power of the demon clan that it represents, the more or less condensed power is enough to occupy a certain right to speak in the temples, if the interests are enough, there may not be no saints to come forward. ”

Ku Ye said in a solemn tone.

"You mean ......"

Wu Ming's pupils shrank, and he lost his voice, "They dare to put pressure on Shan Lao?"

"Not bad!"

Ku Ye was silent for a while, and explained, "The old man has been trapped in Taihang Mountain for many years, and this time he wants to borrow your hand to get back the treasure of his own town clan from the Danshan clan, which itself involves the interests of many big forces, he is just a lonely person, otherwise he would not have been trapped in one place for many years, and he doesn't even have a friend to help him speak." ”

"Hmph, if I die here, if I want to come to Xuan Saint Ancestor and Dao Ye Holy Monk, or even wrap the East China Sea Dragon Palace, I won't speak for a dead person!"

Wu Ming sneered.

"To tell the truth, I admire the old man, his old man is regarded as a foreign race by the temples, and the Ju clan has been imprisoned in Taihang Mountain for an unknown number of years, and now the race has withered to Si, and has not turned his back on the human race, hey, you know, the mountain giant spirit clan, but since ancient times, it has always been friendly to the human race, and the human race has cultivated such a powerful race as the Danshan clan. ”

Ku Ye said with emotion.

"In my opinion, the strength of the Danshan clan is mostly similar to bloodsucking, using the decline of the mountain djinn clan as a stepping stone to achieve itself!"

Wu Ming's eyes flashed slightly, and the habitual conspiracy theories in his previous life were haunted, and he expressed his opinion.

"This ...... If it is not of my race, its heart will be different!"

Ku Ye sighed.

"It's just to exclude dissidents!"

Wu Ming pursed his lips disdainfully.

In fact, if he were the ruler of the Temples, he would do the same, and even more ruthlessly, after all, even if the same race is in charge, it is the Terrans who will benefit in the end, far better than a friendly alien race who once gains power, or when the Terrans are weak, they can stab them in the back.

And this is also the fundamental reason why most of the ten thousand races in Shenzhou today are not very friendly with the human race, and even regard them as flood beasts, often angrily scolding hypocrisy and stabbing each other with two faces.

It's the same thing when it comes to understanding, but when it actually falls on you.

"Be careful, there are extremely resentful things coming, most of them are Yin Spirits, with your current strength, I'm afraid you are not an opponent, go to the right, the power of my Holy Soul is greatly suppressed here, don't take any more risks!"

Ku Ye silently reminded.

Sou!

Before the words fell, Wu Ming suddenly felt a chill all over his body, as if even the Buddha's clothes could not isolate the astonishing coldness, and the sharp point under his feet swept away to the right side like the wind.

Roar!

Almost at the same time, a powerful and incomparable black-gray streamer, under the cover of the thick mist, with the howling of the yin wind, instantly extinguished the afterimage that Wu Ming left in place, and it was a strange shadow that was a hundred zhang in size, as if it was completely condensed with the surrounding fog, like a ghost, and it was impossible to see the real body shape!

With a miss, the shadow wraith roared angrily, and the shadow at the position of its head suddenly opened, and there was a black and gray streamer condensed, as if it had opened a large mouth of blood, like a long whale sucking water, and the mist within a radius of thousands of zhang instantly submerged into its mouth, revealing Wu Ming a hundred zhang away.

The shadow resentful spirit flashed, as if burping, and the next moment it appeared behind Wu Ming, and a phantom of the size of a hundred zhang shrouded it violently, as if covering the sky and the sun, shrouding down from all directions, without any gaps at all.

"Humph!"

Wu Ming probed with his left hand, the broken gold knife flashed, and slashed it fiercely, and the invincible knife disappeared into the shadows, and indeed cut a hole, but what made his face change greatly was that the knife seemed to be frozen, and it only cut out dozens of zhang, and then fell to the ground.

Roar!

The shadow resentful spirit seemed to be enraged, and roared angrily and spit out a black-gray yin wind, which was dozens of times stronger than the cold that he had experienced for the first time, and instantly impacted Wu Ming, and before he could get there, the pervasive yin wind broke into his body and hit the soul of the sea directly.

"Damn it!"

Wu Ming shivered, and the golden bell jar was turned to the extreme, and the Buddha's clothes bloomed with monstrous golden light, so that he could barely suppress this coldness.

But in the face of this resentful spirit who is obviously the emperor, and restraining living beings everywhere, Wu Ming's various methods that he was proud of in the past seem to be completely useless, and even restrained.

"Quickly release the Demon Spirit Holy Fetus!"

Ku Ye said urgently.

Wu Ming's pupils shrank, and after a slight hesitation, he still mobilized the power of his divine consciousness and threw the demon spirit holy fetus in the sea of consciousness in front of him.

Airplanes!

Originally, it was just a blood-colored point of light, but after it appeared in the outside world, the Demon Spirit Holy Fetus instantly turned into a blood jade statue several feet high, with three heads and six arms holding something like something, releasing monstrous demonic power, proud of all directions.

What's strange is that there is a round of golden Sanskrit condensed treasure wheel behind his head, dripping and spinning, reflecting the golden relics at the center of his eyebrows, and showing a treasure *.

Roar!

The yin wind spit out by the shadow resentful spirit, before it touched the demon spirit holy womb, was forced to disperse by the invisible force from afar, and collapsed directly like snow in the hot sun.

"Humph!"

Wu Ming hesitated for a moment, and his figure fell behind the Holy Fetus in a flash, pinching the incomparably complicated and dazzling seals in his hands, and finally the True Yuan turned into a mysterious rune, which was pointed at the back of the Holy Fetus's head.

Airplanes!

In an instant, the Sanskrit treasure wheel released countless Buddhist scriptures and Sanskrit, which made the surrounding thousands of yin winds instantly disappear and spread rapidly.

The shadow wraith obviously hesitated for a moment, but still gave up the fresh blood food to the mouth, and as soon as the huge figure was displayed, it was about to escape, but unfortunately it was half a step late and was shrouded in golden light.

Roar!

The resentful spirit of the emperor who made Wu Ming could only flee for his life, under the light of this golden light, had no power to resist, and the black-gray mist around him melted nearly half in an instant, and in just a few breaths, it collapsed with a pop, and with a crisp clang, a black-purple hexagonal crystal the size of a peanut fell down.

"Whirring ......"

In just a few breaths, Wu Ming's face was as pale as paper, as if he had consumed a drama, he took a few breaths of heavily, and swallowed an extremely precious elixir that replenished his divine consciousness before he recovered a few points, and he had the strength to look at the spar, his pupils shrank instantly, and he lost his voice, "Soul crystal!"

That spar was the same breath as the soul crystal that he had obtained in the Ghost Valley back then, but it was several times purer.

Gently holding the soul crystal in the palm of his hand, Wu Ming's face was cloudy for a while, and he said after a while: "You really can't make a move?"