256. Chapter 256: Identity
Chapter 252
In the late autumn, there was a heavy snowfall, such a thing Wan Tingjun had never heard of before, but now he encountered it, and unconsciously, he once again felt that the road ahead was even more difficult. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
Soon, Wan Tingjun saw the most undesirable thing, a corpse appeared in front of him, the cold corpse was lying on the snow, it looked particularly miserable, although the corpse was already miserable, but the very conspicuous Heaven-shaking Ding Palace sect costume that showed the gate of the righteous path was exceptionally clear.
Wan Tingjun walked up to him and found that the dead fellow was killed by a giant weapon that instantly smashed his head, and the death was extremely tragic, and the cold blood had condensed into a jet-black color.
Wan Tingjun frowned, didn't pay attention to the corpse, just continued to walk forward, he knew that there must be a very terrible enemy waiting for him ahead.
"Look ahead!"
Wan Tingjun hadn't taken a few steps yet, Bai Chengxi behind her suddenly looked ahead in shock, with an incredible look on her face, she even maintained the movement of reaching out and pointing forward, obviously shocked by the scene in front of her.
Almost at the same time that Bai Chengxi exclaimed, Wan Tingjun also saw the terrifying scene ahead. Just in front of Wan Tingjun and the others, in the direction pointed by Bai Chengxi, a huge six-pointed star array was scattering a dark black light. There were several corpses lying around the six-pointed star circle, and in the circle, there were more than a dozen figures fighting hard, and the light of magic weapons and magic was constantly flickering.
However, in Wan Tingjun's opinion, there was no enemy in front of them at all, but everyone in the magic circle spared no effort to launch an attack in front of them, making ruthless moves and sparing no effort.
Wan Tingjun slowly moved forward with a solemn face, and at the same time, his right hand was slightly bent, Qingxiao Shield was summoned, and pieces of underworld brilliance began to appear around him, and Bai Chengxi, who was walking behind him, also summoned the magic weapon Hehuan Lewd at the first time, guarding behind Wan Tingjun as if he was facing a great enemy.
However, it seemed that the distance was less than a mile, and the two of them felt very long to walk, as if they were going to walk through a century. And what's even more terrifying is that every minute and every second, their minds and minds are suffering greatly.
As he got closer and closer to the magic circle, Wan Tingjun could clearly see the figures in the magic circle, first of all, a few Buddhist monks in scattered clothes, only to see them dancing in their hands with iron plates and dragon sticks fighting to the death, as if there was an invisible powerful enemy in front of each of them threatening their lives.
Immediately afterwards, he saw Sima, who was struggling to control the magic weapon Ethereal Haoran Qin to play the Dao Sword Blade, but behind him, Zhuang Xinyan was already weak and fell to the ground.
And next to Sima, there were also a few disciples of the Heaven Shaking Ding Palace and the Deadly Mountain Villa protecting a few female monks who were no longer able to fight.
The scene was chaotic, and it could be seen that everyone was fighting with all their might to defend their injured companions, but in Wan Tingjun's opinion.
There were no enemies around them, as if they were fighting the air, but their expressions and movements were no different from a real life-and-death battle.
Wan Tingjun stopped less than two hundred meters away from the magic circle, and looked at the people in the magic circle with a heavy face, he knew that these people must have fallen into the illusion of both truth and falsehood, if no one broke the magic circle, then their only ending would be to run out of energy, and finally die of exhaustion, such a powerful illusion magic circle, this is the first time Wan Tingjun has seen it.
Since walking into this mysterious ghost valley, Wan Tingjun has found that the sudden strangeness has come one after another, which makes his originally tense heart more cautious, and now he is even extremely cautious every time he takes a step.
At this time, the snowflakes in the sky were sprinkled all over the sky, decorating the whole world into a silver-white world.
Just when Wan Tingjun was thinking about how to rescue these people, around him, as if they appeared out of thin air, two figures suddenly appeared, and the location where these two people appeared was very close to Wan Tingjun, only about ten meters away.
One of the two was dressed in white with a handsome face, sitting on the back of a white blue wolf, and he held a small silver scepter in his hand, which was the wolf king Qiantianxu who appeared in the mountain behind the Earthquake Heaven Ding Palace.
And beside Qiantianxu, a man dressed in black and carrying a black iron spear on his back was suspended like a sharp sword, his long hair scattered in the wind, flying in the wind.
He wore a hideous ghost talisman mask on his face, revealing only a pair of eagle-like eyes, which made him even more mysterious, and the appearance of this person seemed to be a black mystery. At this time, he stood with Qiantianxu, who was based on white, with a strange smell abruptly.
"The person you want to see is here. Qian Tianxu said to the black-clothed man next to him, and pointed at Wan Tingjun slightly with his right hand holding the scepter.
"Hmm. The black-clothed man nodded his head, glanced at Wan Tingjun a few times, and then said coldly: "Blood Shuai returned to the underworld to meet the Supreme King, I have the mission of guarding the three realms and nine kans, if you didn't say that this person might be the son of the spirit world, I wouldn't have left the three realms and nine kans for half a step at all." ā
Qiantian smiled and said a little mysteriously: "If the Peerless General can find the scattered Sons of the Spirit Realm this time, then ......"
With a wave of his hand, he interrupted Qiantianxu's words, and said coldly: "If you find the son of the spirit realm this time, the blood marshal should be able to obtain the command of a thousand troops, and then the defense system of the three roads and nine kans will be impregnable." ā
Qiantian smiled knowingly, and stopped talking, although he didn't know much about the blood handsome, but he still knew a little about this person, and his loyalty to the blood handsome was extremely high, completely higher than his own life, not to mention asking him to take this opportunity to seek some benefits for himself.
The two of them chatted sentence by sentence for a while, as if they didn't notice the existence of Wan Tingjun and Bai Chengxi at all.
Seeing that Qiantianxu no longer spoke, he once again fell on Wan Tingjun's body, a pair of eagle-like eyes looked back and forth, and as soon as the gaze fell on Wan Tingjun, it was like a needle prick, making Wan Tingjun feel an unprecedented pressure rushing to his face, almost making him unable to move an inch.
After a moment, he suddenly sighed and said, "It's a pity that he isn't." ā
Listening to the words of the eye-eyed, Qiantianxu looked at the eye-piercing with some surprise, it was obvious that this was not the answer he wanted, since Qiantianxu felt a strong spiritual breath from Wan Tingjun's body.
He had already subconsciously determined that Wan Tingjun was the Supreme King's lost son of the spirit realm in the world, but who would have thought that the sight at this time would actually deny his judgment, which made him a little unbelievable.
You must know that Qiantian Xuan patrols the heavens and the earth, and almost travels to the ends of the earth, and the person who can sense that has such a strong spiritual aura, this is the only one, if he is not the son of the spirit world scattered by the Supreme King in the world, then it is very likely that this so-called son of the spirit world does not exist at all.
"General Vision, are you sure?"
Qiantian asked unwillingly, in his opinion, Wan Tingjun must be the son of the spirit world.
Seeing the absolute nodded, Qiantian Xuan wanted to say something more, but saw that the visual absolute turned around, and the black iron spear behind him jumped out, looking eager to try, as if he had encountered what a terrible enemy.
Then he pointed to the void in his right hand, and saw the dim black iron spear turn into a dark light and rush towards the six-pointed star circle in the distance.
At this time, Wan Tingjun, who had been silent, suddenly said: "I don't need you to interfere in my affairs." ā
Wan Tingjun had been listening to the conversation between the two people in silence, and when he saw that the man in black was urging the spear to attack the six-pointed star array, as if his will had been ruthlessly taken away, he immediately said this.
"Oh?"
Just as Wan Tingjun spoke, the stunning black iron spear had already hit the six-pointed star array, and the circle suddenly trembled violently.
Hearing Wan Tingjun's words, he looked at him for a moment, but he didn't say anything more, but after failing to break the magic circle with one blow, he dispatched the spear again.
However, at the moment when his spear approached the six-pointed star array, the snowflakes that were originally flying in the sky suddenly condensed into a snow-bright white scimitar, and the black iron spear collided with it like lightning.
The white scimitar was as thin as a cicada's wing, as bright as a mirror, and the blade of less than an inch could even illuminate the darkness around it.
However, although this scimitar looked pitiful and small, its power was extremely powerful, and under the stop of this scimitar, the stunning black spear did not hit the edge of the six-pointed star circle.
The eyebrows hidden under the mask condensed slightly, stretched out his hand to stop the movement of the spear, and said unhappily: "The wind blows the snow, why do you always have trouble with me?"
The sound fell, and a string of silver bell-like laughter sounded in the open space in front of him, only to hear a crisp and pleasant girl's voice sounded: "Yes, I don't know why, I just want to deal with you, if you want to break this formation, I won't let it, and, dry sky, he said that kid is not the son of the spirit world, but what I want to tell you is that he is the son of the spirit world, and 10,000% of him is the son of the spirit world scattered in the world!"
Hearing the sound of the pearls in the air, Qiantian couldn't help frowning, and said secretly in his heart: Why did this little wrongdoer appear at this time, you must know that now the blood handsome has returned to the underworld to meet the Supreme King, and now he is the only one who can see the truth.
And Shimu Jue is another person who says the same, and now I am afraid that he is going to fight again, and by what he happened to see, there have been more than a dozen incidents of wind blowing snow and seeing eye fighting, not including every time he sees.