Volume 57 Soul Thief
"Spirit rhino body......" Qin Shiyi's tone became stiff, and then affected the spirit beside him to gradually calm down under the pressure of Shen Lao's spirit.
"Old guy, if you dare to move a single hair of the child of the mirror family today, the old man will make you die again!" As he spoke, Shen Lao raised a hand and emitted a spiritual light to warn him.
Qin Shiyi is not a master who is afraid of things, but he is afraid that he will not have the slightest benefit from fighting with Shen Maungyang.
"Shen Guogong is so angry! Qin is really scared! Qin Shiyi mocked Shen Guogong, not caring at all about the consequences of angering him.
"Oh, old fellow!" Halfway through Shen's words, it was like a ray of light piercing the ground.
Although Qin Shiyi is an old man, his reflexes are by no means bad, and his invisible body is light and agile. The blazing light shattered the ancient stones on the ground, kicking up a thick cloud of dust.
"Shen Guogong is so skilled!" Qin Shiyi looked back at the cracked marks on the ground and sighed.
Shen Maung Yang didn't talk nonsense with him, and summoned the giant sword that had just been plunged straight into the ground, and the sword danced in the air, and the giant sword slowly turned small until it turned into the size of Shen Maung Yang's hand.
βxingοΌβ Shen Lao knew very well that the artifact could not hurt Qin Shiyi, so he turned his instrument spirit into a spiritual power, but turning the instrument into a spirit is something that can only be done by cultivating to a very high level.
"It seems that you don't want to let go of the old man!" Qin Shi also knew that his weakness had been exposed, and Shen Lao's move must be to destroy his last body.
"Ping-pong!" The lightsaber in Shen Maungyang's hand was like a blooming flower lotus in an instant, and the afterimage turned into multiple long swords and stabbed at Qin Shiyi together.
"Reckless Sky Performance!" When Shen Lao was focused on dodging his own attack in Qin Shiyi, he summoned the second spirit, the Yuan Spirit.
This spirit is transformed by the qi of heaven and earth, and is the originator of all kinds of qi, so it has a vast potential
The Phoenix Feather Pavilion Lord covered the wound on his left arm and watched the battle between the two, and the blood on his body could not be stopped.
"The old thief of the Qin family, my Shen family will not be destroyed for a day, and your Qin family will not want to swallow that ancient book alone for a day!" Shen Lao's reckless aura turned into nine-colored clouds, as gorgeous as the world of fugue, and a brocade silk flew by.
Although Qin Shiyi is not a spirit rhino body, he also has a spirit seed that everyone in the world wants to get - self-derived spirit.
"Wow!" A stream of water flowed down from the top of Qin Shiyi's head, like a thin veil spreading around his body.
The moment Shen Lao's machine spirit and Yuan spirit touched the flowing water, they suddenly lost their spiritual power, and they were as unresponsive as dying fish and shrimp.
"Hahahaha! Just a spirit rhino body, do you think the old man is really helpless? "Qin Shiyi really has an old foundation of shouting, the water flow is really evil, and when he encounters a spirit, he devours it and turns it into his own use.
Shen Lao's spirit was guided by the flowing water, and was absorbed by Qin Shiyi little by little, and the weakening of the vibration of the spiritual veins greatly reduced the strength of his spiritual art.
"Uncomfortable, isn't it?" Qin Shiyi lowered his eyes like a victor and looked down at Shen Lao's embarrassed appearance.
"Uncle Shen!" The Phoenix Feather Pavilion Lord propped up his body from the collapsed ruins and said worriedly for Shen Lao.
Shen Maungyang and Qin Shiyi are the older generation, and the two of them are also the two people with the closest spiritual power in the world, if the two of them fight, no one can absolutely crush the opponent, so the worry of the Phoenix Feather Pavilion Lord is superfluous.
Qin Shiyi's water-like spirit suddenly turned into a beast, glaring at Shen Xiangyang with the majesty of the dragon's head, Shen Lao smiled lightly, and regarded the spirit in front of him as nothing, and the water dragon roared and swung its tail down.
"Humph! It's just a shallow pool, and the old man captured you with his bare hands! Shen Maungyang's palm burst out of the fire of spiritual power, and grabbed at the neck under the dragon's head.
"Heh, it's been so many years, and I haven't seen you learn smarter!" Qin Shiyi transformed the spirit from the form of a beast to the form of a spirit again in a breath, a seemingly simple change, but it required the spirit to be able to collect and release the spirit freely to the extreme.
The water dragon disintegrated at Shen Maung Yang's fingertips, splitting from a dragon-like beast form into two water columns, bypassing Shen Maung Yang and heading straight towards the seriously injured Phoenix Feather Pavilion Lord.
"Xi Yao!" Shen Maungyang looked back and shouted, seeing that it was about to be too late, did he have to live up to the trust of the Mirror Patriarch?
"West Away from the Sky Wings!" Shen Lao blocked all possibilities and summoned his fourth spirit. A golden light of the scorching sun burst out from behind the pair of fire wings. "Bear!" Shen Lao died chasing after that group of water spirits, even if there was a slim chance, he couldn't let this become the regret of his life!
The pavilion master's body was extremely tired, and he leaned against the pile of rubble and looked up, it was the undead who had come to pick him up.
"Dongzhu, I'm here......" The pavilion master's tears crossed the gentle township of her heart, where she saw the place where she was going to go, a mountain house with few green hills.
"The spring breeze blows the green trees, sprinkles the flowers and rain to cover the eyes, and I don't want to hear the poems and scrolls~ Tong Suo stepped on the grass and put the paper kite
The pavilion master hummed the bitter tune of his childhood again, and the tone of his affinity was the last calmness in the face of death.
"Bang!" At that moment, Shen Lao arrived at the pavilion master with the water spirit almost at the same time, and the spiritual power that exploded in the sky buried everything, life and death, parting and parting, love and hate......
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Before the Qin family attacked the mountain, Jing Li was placed in the top pavilion of the Huangyu Pavilion by the pavilion master, where there was a spirit beast domesticated by the pavilion master himself-Qingyan Ye Finch.
"Heyβwhat did the Pavilion Master do in keeping me in this room?" Jing Li dragged her rosy cheeks and muttered.
The top of the Huangyu Pavilion is the most remote place of the Nine Pavilions, this is the place where the pavilion of the past dynasties is the main place to cultivate the spirit, few people know the existence of this place, the four sides of this room are made of the apricot jade of Gulin, the apricot jade is the best jade for reconciling the spirit, the apricot jade smoke helps the spirit to be reconciled in the body of the spirit, so the cultivation in this place will be twice the result with half the effort.
There is only one reason why the Pavilion Master placed Jing Li in this place that no one knows about - to save his life!
"Cave-" The eyes of the green sparrow coiled on the top of the pavilion can look at everything within a radius of several miles, and gain insight into the subtle direction of spiritual power.
"Cave! ...... cave" The blue finch opened its blue eyes, and a continuous low cry pressed into its throat.
Jing Li also felt the movement of the big guy on the roof in the room, and picked up the copper feather mask on the table and tied it with a red rope. Jing Li stepped on the ancient wooden floor, and was about to push open the door with his eyes, but he remembered something for a moment and paused at the door.
"Remember! Wait, no matter what happens, don't leave that room! Jing Li recalled in his mind the pavilion master's previous instructions to him, and the hand on the door immediately retracted.
"Cave!" The green finch nesting on the top of the pavilion stood up, shook off its smooth wings, raised its head to the sky and howled, and then flapped its wings around the top of the pavilion.
Jing Li raised his head and smelled the loud noise from the green sparrow taking off at the top of the pavilion, and sighed in his heart - there are assassins?
The pavilion master once told Jing Li, "The green finch is extremely alert, and any abnormal movement within a radius of a few miles will cause it to be uneasy, so the green finch takes off and summons the spirit to prepare for battle!" β
Jing Li ripped off the silk silk in his left hand, and the blood-colored flower totem of the other side danced in the dark room.
"Ping-pong!" A series of cables with barbed hooks were embedded in the wooden fences, and when the cables were tightened, a group of Assassins in night clothes stepped on the cables.
Qingque has guarded the Phoenix Feather Pavilion for generations, and if there is an offender, he will be punished!
"Cave!" The blue finch fan feathers swept away, and a wind blade cut the cables, and several lines of assassins fell into you.
"What about the Sect Master?" A deflated Assassin came to your lord to report to an old suzerain.
The old man with extremely heavy eyes glared at his subordinates and asked, "What should I do?" Slaughter the sparrows! β
"Yes!" After receiving the order, the Assassin attacked the pavilion again with a wave of men.
This is a more radical and cruel method this time, and the sharp weapons are all coming at the green sparrow, but these ignorant fanatics would never have thought that the spirit beasts that have guarded the Phoenix Feather Pavilion for generations can be so easily defeated?
The Assassins standing in your position lined up, drew their bows and arrows, and rained down on them. But the sword artifacts were no threat to the blue finch.
"The Theory of Desolate Spirits" contains, the green rock sparrow, born in the magma thousands of meters below the earth's veins, the blue finch breeds and lays eggs in the crater, its egg shape is like a rock shell, and when the rock egg absorbs the spirit of earth fire, it will break out of the shell. When the blue finch grows up, its wings turn into lake blue, as hard as gold and stone, and can resist the attack of all sharp weapons in the world, so it is called - Qingyan Ye Finch.
"Ping-pong!" The scissor head poured into the green finch's body like an itch, making a crisp roar, and the scissor touched its body and bent into a crescent moon to the ground.
Those assassins picked up the scissors on the ground, turned to the old sect master of the Yin Luo Sect in a trembling tone, and said, "Sect Master, this beast is invulnerable!" β
The Yin Luo Sect Master took the scissors in the man's hand, pinched them in his hand, looked at them carefully, and said, "It's Qingyan Yeque!" β
"This phoenix feather person really has a way, such a noble and arrogant divine bird can be tamed." The old sect master of the Lotus Ruo Sect sighed in an old voice.
"As far as I know, this bird clan is entrenched in the crater all the year round, never inhabited, and there is no list of tamed green sparrows, this old pavilion master of Phoenix Feather doesn't know what means, please come to this holy relic to guard the Phoenix Feather Pavilion!" Qiao Yin of the Yin Luo Sect looked at its hovering figure at the top of the pavilion and shook his head again and again.
"Old man Qiao, why don't you and I join forces to slaughter this bird, and then enter the pavilion to get the spirit?" Lian Ruozong's old wife, Mi Tanlian, proposed.
Qiao Yin silently stopped his eyes, turned his face sideways and seemed to be about to respond to her promise, but the actions of the two were persuaded by another sect master of the four major sects.
"Without my help, you two still want to slaughter this bird? I'm afraid that in the end, this bird will peck and eat! Du Yan of the Guyang Sect walked out of the darkness with a cane.
Du Yan raised his wooden staff and pointed at the green sparrow hovering in the sky, and said, "You two look at the chest of this bird!" β
So, both of them looked at it, and it turned out that there was a red gem glowing on the bird's chest, which seemed to be a symbol and identity.
"This stone is called Ye Huo Tianxin, it is a vermilion stone forged by earth fire owned by the finch king of the Qingyan Ye Bird clan, this stone provides it with a steady stream of spirits, just like the center of the earth under a thousand zhang, providing continuous force for the churning of magma." Du Yan is really very broad-minded and delicate, so what he sees and hears and wants to catch is the benefit.
"If it's just the two of you, you'll die in vain!" Du Yan's tone was subdued, and he pointed to the wooden staff to point out how stupid the two of them were before.
"Cave~" Before the three of them could strike first, the feather coat of the Qingyan Sparrow King turned into a heavenly flame, Ling Ran protected the master, and the feathers fell into the evil!