"This body has been completely lost decades ago, but I never thought that this girl had some means, and she was able to withstand it for many years in the end, and it cost me a lot of energy, at this moment today, not to mention your Jiangzhou, or even your entire Kyushu, will be shrouded in my shadow. ”

Ying'er's eyes, which were devoured by the black mist, were crystal clear, and when she pursed her lips and smiled, she was not as frightened as she imagined, but added a faint evil charm.

With a flick of a finger, under the Jingjiang River, the black fog that originally permeated the low river climbed up in an instant, and then gathered around Ying'er.

Jingjiang was full of rivers and rivers, and the black mist that was condensed together surrounded Ying'er like a spiritual wisdom, and then looked up to the sky and roared, turning into a black dragon, and crashing towards the aggressive formation very quickly.

The old man who cast this formation interlocked his fingers, raised his arms slightly, and held the rest of his eyebrows in his palms.

The surrounding spirit stones entered the river and the water slowly rose, and the light clusters lingered, and the majestic and pure spiritual energy was injected into the old man's body from it, maintaining this already powerful array close to the holy product with more hardened means.

The moment the big array collided with the black dragon formed by the black mist, the old man's pupils suddenly contracted, and then he snorted even more coldly, and two talismans suddenly flew out of his cuffs, staggering each other to form a blue barrier in front of him, and the lines on it were complex, no less than the formation patterns that other formation cultivators had spent an hour casting.

The next moment.

A figure flew by.

A finger poked out, pointing directly at the center of the old man's eyebrows, and this time it was almost dead.

Good speed.

The other Jiangzhou bigwigs were shocked when they saw this scene.

Even at the moment just now, they didn't really capture this person's body technique, let alone expect that this person would actually choose to attack and kill the person who cast the formation at the moment of collision.

Of course, this method is not impossible.

When the Great Grandmaster of the Formation casts the formation, because he needs to concentrate on it, if he wants to exert the full power of the formation, he has to devote himself to the ranks of the formation structure, so the body will be quite fragile at this time.

This vulnerability is not physical, but spiritual.

When the formation is cast, its own strength still exists, and its physical body has also reached a realm unimaginable to ordinary people in countless temperings, especially people like them, who can almost be regarded as big people on the top of Jiangzhou Mountain, and it is naturally impossible to live with common sense.

But this is not the case with the spirit.

Divine Soul Spirit, why is it so difficult to cultivate, how many people have been blocked from the threshold of cultivating Soul Spirit.

For example, sword cultivation, the soul is the most important thing, plus the single-plank bridge that he walks, once he has a bad pool, he will never recover, and he will be branded with a deep root of illness on his body, and even his life will be taken away.

Which of those sword cultivators who died quietly and violently was not because they lost their footing when walking on this single-plank bridge.

It seems that the physical body is intact, but in fact it has become an empty shell, which is also one of the biggest reasons why everyone once resisted the path of sword cultivation and became orthodox in the world.

Practice.

Cultivating immortals.

What do you cultivate?

It's not to let themselves live longer, who will be idle and have nothing to do, feel that they have enough to live, and take a path of sword cultivation to stimulate it?

But why are there still many people who choose to go down the road of sword cultivation.

There is no other reason, it is because of handsomeness.

There was once a kendo master Edgeworth who crossed the boundless river, and his flying swordsmanship was even more powerful in taking people's heads thousands of miles away.

A sword sutra is to be able to pluck off the stars in the sky.

How chic and cozy.

I asked which sword cultivator didn't want to go against the wind, and he didn't want to kill people thousands of miles away.

In this way, it is more indicative of the difficulties of the spirit, that is, the spiritual realm.

Nowadays, the old man's spirit is absolutely good, and the spiritual realm is definitely like a magnificent and broad Jingjiang.

But don't forget.

The person in front of him, who is called Ying'er, or the evil who has completely corrupted his mind at this time, is definitely not ordinary.

The battle thirty years ago was almost dragged on the territory of Jiangzhou for three months, and in the end, under the persuasion of the Zhao Sect Master, Ying'er, who still maintained her sanity, was forcibly sealed in Jingjiang, and they all paid attention to Jingjiang all the time in the subsequent events, just because that seal could not be snooped on, and it was not clear what was happening.

Ying'er, who is now completely corrupted in her mind, is definitely no longer tied back then, just a random volley finger just now, not only can she get out of the range of other powers, but she can also pose a very big threat to the old man who is at the end in an instant.

That's enough to tell.

Looking at the slowly circulating blue barrier in front of her, Ying'er's face was ruddy, and she smiled slightly: "Before that, you didn't ask who I was?" ”

The old man obviously felt that the blue firefly formation in front of him could no longer hold on, but the formation close to the holy product in his hand could not be given up, this was almost equivalent to the biggest means of today, if it was broken so easily by this evil, things would be in trouble.

The old man snorted coldly: "Even if we ask, will you say?"

Ying'er's evil appearance smiled: "You really know me." ”

"I'm coming!"

A hand leaned out from behind Ying'er, Ying'er's left hand changed to her right hand, and her figure gently tilted to avoid this clapping.

But then the ghost shadow of the palm made Ying'er have to avoid its edge, after the body swept back, there was a black fog, Ying'er's whole figure rose a lot, looking around, like looking down on ants, general, eyes full of play, more disdain.

The previous set of palms did have something, and the internal force contained in the seemingly ordinary palms was enough to destroy a mountain, although she didn't know how strong the real power was, but Ying'er believed in her first feeling.

The direction of the man's palms changed slightly, and he pushed it towards Ying'er, and an invisible wave spread out from the palm of his hand, and then roared out, and the entire Jingjiang was subverted.

The majestic waves blew Ying'er's hair and floated wildly, moving in the positive direction, but found that there were chains spreading up under her feet at some point.

When he looked up, it turned out to be the Jiangzhou boss on another battlefield.

It doesn't seem that he plans to waste too much time on finding the door master, but plans to really deal with Ying'er, After all, here, the Zhao door master is just a hot-headed person for the Ying'er in his heart, but this name Ying'er is no longer his own evil, and it is the highlight of this time.

Don't forget, this evil spirit sealed under Jingjiang can infect the feng shui of the entire Jiangzhou in a short event when the seal is not loosened but only slightly tilted, which can be seen in general.

This evil must die this time.

The Lord of the Zhao Sect was ruthless in his heart, and suddenly took a step forward towards the place where the chain was closed. Left the place that was encircled.

It's just that the other attacks are too fast and fast, and even if he is already out of the right, he was rubbed by the two exercises.

This time it was not the first time that Chu Zhu, a person with a knife, slammed into Jingjiang with a knife, but really smashed it on his body.

The figure of the Zhao Sect Lord stopped on the opposite side of everyone, and after spitting blood from his mouth but wiping it with one hand, he stared at these people deadly, and the perception in his spirit spread out with himself as the center, but he looked at Ying'er's delicate body that was no longer wrapped in black water at this time, and a trace of joy flashed in his eyes.

It's okay......