Song Ziyang woke up faintly, but before he opened his eyes, there was intense pain all over his body, reaching the depths of his soul.

"Hiss......"

He frowned and secretly gasped.

When I opened my eyes, I was greeted by a mess.

their own body, and the top of this mountain.

The whole body was covered with wounds of all sizes, and there was hardly any intact place.

Fortunately, no more blood was shed.

The power of yin and yang itself is one of the best healing elixirs in heaven and earth, and during the time he is unconscious, he heals his injuries on his own.

The Yin-Yang Mirror, as he expected, protected the soul.

This is what he relied on in a desperate fight.

The top of the mountain was also affected by the overflowing power of thunder, and the hard stone was split, revealing irregular potholes of greater or lesser, and a large amount of rain gathered in them, mixed with the earth, and the yellow grass and wood debris floated on it in a messy manner.

His body was soaking in the mud, and the detonator bottle was quietly sideways.

"Luckily, it worked......"

The corners of his mouth twitched, as if he were smiling, and his eyes were very bright.

It was daylight.

The thunderstorm stopped early, but the sky was still overcast.

Large chunks of black clouds seemed to overwhelm the sky and were about to fall, like inkstones filled with ink poured on rice paper, flowing wantonly.

Low, depressing, and hysterical.

In the wilderness in the distance, there was a faint howl of beasts and wolves, and there was a hint of desolation in the air.

He struggled to sit up, but the slightest movement, the boundless pain, annihilated him, and he almost passed out again.

It's good to just lie down like this......

He laughed at himself and began to try to mobilize the power of yin and yang in his body to run the Dragon Hunting Heavenly Chapter.

The infinite aura, which pervades heaven and earth, is the foundation of most cultivators' cultivation.

But the Yin-Yang Gate is different.

Yin and Yang Gate cultivators, cultivate the Yin and Yang Five Elements, cultivate Qi Gate Dunjia, cultivate the earth dragon vein, and cultivate the world's luck.

How to fix?

Filch!

From the five elements of yin and yang, Qimen Dunjia, the dragon veins of the earth, and the luck of the world, steal a trace of the way of heaven, derive the heavens in the body, turn yin and yang, and finally hide it in the sea of knowledge, which is the power of yin and yang.

This is also the first realm of the Yin-Yang Warlock, the Tibetan Sea.

Steal the power of heaven and earth, cut cause and effect, and cut off luck!

"Looking for the Dragon Heavenly Chapter" is the basic cultivation spirit of the Yin and Yang Sect, as his mind sank into the sea of knowledge, a large amount of Yin and Yang power flowed through the meridians throughout the body, and began to take the initiative to repair the body.

When he was able to move, he took out the healing elixir and took it.

Soon, the injuries all over his body healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

An hour later, the trauma had basically healed, and the power of yin and yang had been fully recovered.

What surprised him the most was that the bottleneck that had been stuck had loosened a lot because of this.

He let out a long breath, stood up, and picked up the vial.

At this time, he was covered in mud, his clothes were broken, and he was extremely embarrassed, but his eyes were still blooming, as bright as stars.

He stood there, hesitating whether to continue to set off and go to Liangzhou, or to turn around and go back to avenge his master.

With such a thunderous power, move below the mountain, and kill it directly!

But at this moment, the heart seemed to skip a beat, and a feeling of palpitations arose.

Then, a cool breath rose from the spinal cord and rushed straight to the mind.

"Well, dangerous!"

He barely had time to think, his feet kicked hard, and the power of yin and yang in his body exploded, and he rushed forward.

In an instant, the body appeared a few feet away.

At the very moment when his body left the place, half of the stump suddenly appeared there.

This half of the stump is extremely weird, Zhou's body is full of charms painted with blood, and on the cross-section is a human face, constantly changing its hideous shape, cracking an exaggerated mouth, spitting out a scarlet tongue, roaring silently, rushing left and right, but the ring seems to have turned into a cage iron net at this time, trapping it tightly.

Witch Gate Magic, Blood Spirit Prison!

If you are trapped in it, it will turn into pus and blood in a few moments, and there will be no corpse left!

Song Ziyang was in a cold sweat in an instant.

If you act at night, I am afraid that you will be trapped in this blood spirit prison and die miserably.

This blood spirit is imprisoned in witchcraft, and it is also quite notorious.

Because of its cultivation method, it is extremely vicious, requiring the blood of the boys and girls born on the seventh day of the seventh month to draw blood spells, and at the same time refine their newly formed souls into the carrier that belongs to their five elements, and they will never be reborn.

However, he found that perhaps because of his previous serious injury to cultivation, the Yin-Yang Mirror's prediction and reminder of danger was much later than before.

"Huh! ”

A yin voice came from not far away, and then two people appeared in front of Song Ziyang's eyes with a big grin.

These two people are very characteristic.

One was short and fat, with a body of similar width and height, shaped like a water tank, the corners of his mouth turned up, and a grim smile appeared on the road, and when he laughed, his eyes narrowed into a slit, and the presence of the eyeballs was barely visible.

The other, like a bamboo pole, was thin and tall, with a flat nose and sunken cheeks, as if he had been punched into it, and then pressed to the ground and stomped on it several times.

But with such two very different people, you can find some similarities in their extremely uncoordinated facial features!

"Yin Ping Mountain Shuangsha!"

Song Ziyang's pupils shrank, and a strong hatred appeared in his eyes.

Bloodthirsty and bloodthirsty, white bones and knives!

Among the cultivators who besieged Master and killed him were these two.

And the brothers of the same sect who died at their hands were even more.

It was the fat man who spoke, bloodthirsty Pang Hai, who walked to Song Ziyang not far in front of him and stopped at this moment, and when his eyes fell on the detonator bottle, his narrow eyes revealed a deep greed.

But the blow didn't work, but he was no longer in a hurry, waved his hand and played a few witch tricks, and there were words in his mouth, and then the blood spirit prison turned into a blood-colored streamer and fell into the palm of his hand, but it was a small piece of broken wood, which was taken into his arms.

"Boy, every time you can avoid the pursuit of our two brothers, there must be a treasure with foreseen danger on your body, right?"

Pang Haiyin's compassionate appearance disappeared without knowing when, and turned into a smile like a spring breeze, and said slowly: "If you sacrifice this treasure and the delei bottle together, I can guarantee that your life will be spared." ”

When Song Ziyang heard this, his heart suddenly sank.

He never told anyone about the existence of the yin-yang mirror, but the other party just saw a clue from the pursuit.

It seems that I have to be more careful in the future, and I must not reveal the existence of the yin-yang mirror!

Pifu is not guilty of his crimes, and the fall of the Nine Palaces Sect is a lesson from the past.

He was about to deny it, but his heart suddenly moved, and instead he sneered and said disdainfully: "Is there a treasure? Naturally, there is one, but it can't be given to you, this thunder bottle can be given to you, but are you worthy?"

What he said was the truth, the yin-yang mirror retains the sea of knowledge and blends with his body and soul, even if he wants to take the initiative to give it away, he can't do it.

The purpose of saying it at this time is to seduce the other party's greed and delay time.

It takes time to activate the Lightning Bottle to release the thunder.

"Bastard, you're looking for death!"

The thin white bone knife like a bamboo pole shouted wildly.

With a wave of his hand, he was about to kill.

But he was stopped by Pang Hai.

"Don't worry, this kid is just a fish on the chopping board, no matter how much he flutters, he can't make any waves, let's slowly concoct him. ”

When he heard Song Ziyang say that there were treasures, his eyes immediately lit up, and he smiled and said.

"Well, listen to the eldest brother. The thin bamboo pole Pang Dao was stunned for a moment, stopped the witchcraft he was about to perform, and hummed.

Song Ziyang sneered and stared, silently proud, and in his heart, he secretly recited the magic decision of the Thunder Channeling Bottle, and at the same time, the power of Yin and Yang that had been restored was slowly injected into the body of the Thunder Channeling Bottle.

If it was placed in the past, blocked by the two of them, and unable to escape in time, then it would have been just a matter of waiting for death.

It's even better to live than to die.

The gap between the cultivation of the two sides is too big, and the two brothers, who are notorious in the entire Qingzhou, are now cultivating on par with the master, and they are moving mountains around the Seven Heavens.

And Song Ziyang's current cultivation is only the fifth level of the Tibetan Sea.

There is a big difference of more than that!

Nine heavens, one world and one world. For ordinary monks, the gap in a small realm, in the absence of powerful magic weapons and mystical spells, has already multiplied the difference in strength between the two sides, and this gap in the big realm means that it is completely crushed.

But now it's different.

Fighting for his own life, he successfully stored the thunder in the thunder bottle, and he already had a powerful killing move!

It can kill the ninefold peak of moving mountains in seconds!

But there is only one chance to make a move, if it fails, it will inevitably fall, the lightning bottle is snatched away by the other party, and the master's revenge can no longer be avenged.

Therefore, you must be cautious when you shoot, and you will be killed with one hit!

And it's a double kill!

Either of them could easily kill themselves.

Song Ziyang's heart was flooded with all kinds of thoughts, patiently looking for an opportunity to make a move, and said slowly: "There is one thing, I am particularly puzzled, in the past month, I have changed at least seven directions, and I have not left any clues to follow. How did you manage to find my hiding place all the time?"

The secret method of yin and yang, he is already good at speculating on the heavenly machine, with the help of the yin and yang mirror, he can temporarily cut off the cause and effect near himself, and every time he changes direction, he carefully erases the traces of stay.

But this Yin Ping Mountain Shuangsha can easily find his exact location every time, which is really weird.

At this time, Pang Hai was very excited.

Because the detonator bottle will soon be in his hands.

This Guiding Thunder Bottle is one of the most special treasures of the essence of heaven and earth conceived in a special place, and its value is immeasurable.

Although you can't use it for your own cultivation of witchcraft, it is definitely a sky-high price to sell it, and you can exchange it for a large amount of cultivation resources.

He already regarded Song Ziyang as a turtle in the urn, and when he heard the question, he smiled and said indifferently: "You want to know? Okay, I'll satisfy you." ”

As he spoke, with a wave of his hand, some light silk threads floated up from Song Ziyang's body and swam slowly in the air.

These silk threads are transparent, and if you don't distinguish them carefully, you can't see them at all.

"This is a Gu worm, called a thousand silk tribulations, its body is between reality and nothingness, water and fire are invulnerable, thunder and lightning are difficult to hurt, it is to track the divine object, before besieging your Nine Palace Sect, this thousand silk tribulation has been divided into thousands of people, attached to everyone in your sect, so ......"

With a smug face, he said proudly, "Everything is under my control!"

"Those stupid forks are still searching for your whereabouts everywhere, where do you know how powerful my witchcraft is?!"

"Hahaha......"

He looked at the Lightning Channel, greed flashing in his eyes, and he laughed wildly.

The thin bamboo pole Pang Dao beside him was also smiling heartily.

The laughter was hoarse and ugly, like a duck choked by the neck.

But at this time, the two of them found that Song Ziyang, who was regarded as fish on the chopping board, also laughed with them.

The smile is eerie.

"I see. ”

As he spoke, he raised the decanter bottle.

Thirty-six nodes lit up at the same time, emitting a faint purple glow.