Chapter 17: Nine Deaths
Under Qi Ming's ice pupils, it could be clearly seen that the surrounding area of the lake was shrouded in a gray mist, and the closer this gray mist was to the center of the lake, the thicker it became.
It was a gravitational field that could only be seen clearly under Qi Ming's ice pupils.
Moreover, there were sparse white lines crisscrossing the gray mist, and Qi Ming guessed that these white lines were the weak points of this gravitational field.
"Move three feet to the left!" Qi Ming said to Wen Shu.
At this moment, Wen Shu felt that the attraction was getting bigger and bigger, and was thinking about crushing the teleportation stone, when he suddenly heard the sound of Qi Ming, he immediately moved to the left, and after moving three feet, he suddenly felt that his body was light, and the attraction decreased sharply.
Wen Shu took the opportunity to flash back and retreated more than ten feet, but at this time, the suction force increased again, and his body moved forward again.
"Go forward!" Qi Ming saw that Wen Shu was able to retreat, and it was along the white line in his line of sight that he would be pulled forward once he encountered the gray mist, so he immediately pointed to the white line in Wen Shu's eyes.
Wen Shu stepped forward three feet without hesitation, and the suction force suddenly decreased, and then he began to move backwards according to what Qi Ming said.
However, these white lines were extremely narrow, like a single-plank bridge, and they were always moving, so even with Qi Ming's guidance, those attractions still affected Wen Shu's actions from time to time, but Wen Shu's overall movement was still backwards, and it didn't take long for him to reach Wang Tu's back.
"Give it back to you!" Wen Shu crumpled the rope in his hand and threw it to the king disciple from behind.
Wang Tu felt a gust of evil wind rushing behind him, and his figure was forced to flash, and the rope was directly sucked into the huge whirlpool. And Wang Tu was less than fifty zhang away from that huge whirlpool at this moment.
And the distance between Wen Shu and Wang Tu has been widened to more than 100 zhang.
"It's all about it!" Wang Tu glanced at Wen Shu, his face was a little gloomy, and he muttered to himself.
Wang Tu violently took out more than a dozen rune papers and several fragments of Xuan Bing and threw them out, and was instantly rushed out by the huge whirlpool.
"Explode for me!" Wang Tumeng shook his seal and said coldly in his mouth.
There were a few slight muffled sounds from the center of the huge whirlpool, and the whirlpool that devoured the rune paper and the extreme soldiers trembled for a moment.
"Nima!" Wen Shu saw the movements of the king's disciples, and looked up to the sky and scolded angrily.
Wang Tu turned around and gave Wen Shu a cold smile, and then crushed the teleportation stone.
"Run!" Wen Shu hurriedly shouted in the direction of Qi Ming and the others.
At this moment, a voice, or sound wave, came from the huge whirlpool.
The Wang disciple who was about to be teleported away had a shocked look on his face, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, and then he was teleported away, and he was severely injured at the moment of leaving.
Wen Shu was far away from the whirlpool, but under this sound wave, his soul trembled, blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, and then turned into a beam of light and shot away into the distance.
Qi Ming was more than a thousand zhang away from the whirlpool, but he also felt the terrifying power of this sound wave, and then saw Wen Shu's frightened face, and fled quickly to turn into a beam of light.
As for Ye Tingyao and Zi Ling'er, they had already gone further, but they were also affected, and when they heard Wen Shu's roar, they all sped up.
Airplanes!
The air above the lake fluctuated violently, and then a huge whirlpool appeared in the air, and several people who were fleeing quickly felt the terrifying pull again.
In Qi Ming's sight, the gray mist instantly wrapped his figure and pulled his body back, this time the gray mist was even thicker, and the white lines became more sparse.
As soon as Wen Shu caught up with Qi Ming, he was pulled by the suction force.
This time, Ye Tingyao and Zi Ling'er, who were hundreds of miles away, were also affected by that attraction, and they could only maintain this without being sucked away, and it was impossible to move forward.
Airplanes!
This was a more powerful sound wave, and this time, Wen Shu, Qi Ming, Ye Tingyao, and Zi Ling'er were all bleeding, and their bodies went backwards uncontrollably.
Zi Ling'er and Ye Tingyao's souls were relatively weak, and under the attack of this sound wave, they had fallen into a coma.
Wen Shu's soul was also severely damaged, although he still had a sanity, but he no longer had the strength to save Ziling'er, he held the teleportation stone in his hand, but he couldn't bear to crush it.
Qi Ming also had a spiritual wisdom, but like his Wen Shu, he only had the strength to crush the golden rune paper in his hand, and he didn't crush it immediately.
However, at this moment, the space in the sky was distorted, and from this distorted space came the terrifying aura of the six voids.
Then several silver rays of light flashed out from the sky, enveloping all the figures of the four people, and the next moment the silver light carried the figures of the four people to the sky.
A huge palm poked out from the whirlpool in the sky behind him and slapped it away, this palm was extremely powerful, not to mention that Qi Ming and Wen Shu were at the end of the strong crossbow at the moment, even in their heyday, they might not be able to resist it.
Qi Ming's bloodshot left eye, which had just dissipated, opened again, and a huge vortex formed around Wen Shu's body, and then teleported him to Ye Tingyao and Zi Ling'er's side.
A silver light descended from the sky again, enveloping Wen Shu's body, and then these three silver lights rose to the sky, leaving the Zhongtian Secret Realm in an instant.
And after Qi Ming sent Wen Shu away, he slammed the golden rune paper in his hand forward.
Boom!
A golden light met the powerful palm, and there was a roar.
Qi Ming took the opportunity to rush out of the sky along the golden light, and the space in front of him was distorted, as long as he jumped out of more than ten zhang, he could ask the master to help him teleport to the Western Realm, and then go to find the dream reincarnation.
A blue silver needle with water droplets shot out from behind, piercing Qi Ming's body and the Holy Child in his body with lightning speed.
The Holy Infant in Qi Ming's body lasted for a moment and then shattered open, and at this time, Qi Ming's body was teleported to the details.
The distorted space above the sky slowly closed, the whirlpool in the Zhongtian Secret Realm slowly disappeared, and peace was restored again, and the terrifying lake surface also fell into calm again.
Outside the secret realm of Zhongtian, on the snow-capped mountain.
Several figures appeared in the middle of the six Saint Xuan Realm powerhouses.
Two of the three people of the Tianyun Pavilion fell, and the other was sluggish in qi and blood, and the blood-robed man in the Blood Cloud Gate was covered in blood, but he still had a breath left, I don't know if they had provoked another great murderous place.
Zi Ling'er and Ye Tingyao both fell into a coma, Ye Fu and Zi Long quickly hugged the two of them, and after checking it, they found that only their souls were impacted, so they relieved themselves and took out the elixir and fed it.
Wen Shu's gaze swept over the several people in front of him, and understood the situation in front of him, he put away the teleportation stone in his hand, and thought to himself, it's not bad to wander around the Nether, but the spirit weapon is a little thinner.
During this trip to the Zhongtian Secret Realm, these sects that dominated the Six Realms Continent suffered heavy casualties, and no one from the Zhongtian Sect even came back.
They each checked the disciples of the sect, and then shifted their gaze to Wen Shu's body.
Wen Shu hugged his fists slightly at Ye Fu and Zi Long, and said with a chuckle: "In Xia Wen Shu, it is the friend that Brother Qi and Zi Ling'er made in the Zhongtian Secret Realm. ”
Zi Ling'er woke up in Zi Long's arms at this time, she heard Wen Shu's words, her eyes looked around, and then asked, "Where is Senior Brother Qi?"
Ye Tingyao woke up at this time, and her expression was shocked, "Senior brother didn't come back?"
Wen Shu nodded a little sadly.
Ye Fu could also see that Wen Shu was from the upper realm, but he didn't mind, and asked, "Since you and Xiao Ming are friends, do you have your own plans or join my Immortal Sword Sect?"
"I wonder if Zi Ling'er is from the Immortal Sword Sect?" Wen Shu asked with a smile.
"Purple Ling'er belongs to the Southern Realm Purple Wind Sect. Ye Fu replied, but Ye Fu's face at the moment was not very good-looking.
"Then I'd better go to the Purple Wind Sect!" Wen Shu winked at Zi Ling'er and said with a smile.
"Brother Zi, I want to ask you to help me make a hexagram for Xiao Ming to see if Xiao Ming is alive or dead?" Ye Fu said to Zi Long, he felt that Qi Ming was teleported to the Western Realm, but he also felt that at the last moment, Qi Ming's Holy Child was shattered.
"Naturally, this is no problem, let's find a place for Ling'er and my niece to rest first, and then I will do divination. Zilong said.
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Two days later, in an inn in a city at the junction of the northern and eastern borders.
Zilong looked at a few copper coins on the table, and frowned.
"How's it going?" Ye Fu asked.
Ye Tingyao and Zi Ling'er, who were standing on the side, looked very nervous.
"Nine deaths, one life. Zilong replied slowly.
"Since there is still a glimmer of life, it depends on his creation. Ye Fu sighed softly and said, "Brother Zi, I want to unite the Southern Realm and the Western Realm to start a war, I don't know what the elder brother wants?"
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