The battle continues.

Gu Xu didn't know these messy thoughts in Shi Xiaohan's heart.

He stared closely at Hu Yun, who was standing with a knife in front of him, with a solemn expression.

The physical strength of the "ghost attendant" is truly extraordinary.

In other words, if he was an ordinary monk, under such a fierce impact, even if he could barely save his life, his skin would be tattered and his flesh would be tattered and his seven orifices would bleed.

But Hu Yun looked unharmed.

His muscles and bones seemed to be harder than the bluestone slabs and bricks on the ground. m..

"It's a little tricky." Gu Xu thought as he used "Qiankun" again.

"Qiankun" is the authority to manipulate space.

With it, Gu Xu was able to tear apart space, build passages, and teleport like a saint powerhouse just by virtue of his Fourth Realm cultivation.

According to the book, in the cracks of space, there is a terrifying turbulence of time and space, which can easily twist a powerful monk into pieces.

"It may be difficult for me to use spells to directly break through the defenses of Hu Yun's body," the thought popped up in Gu Xu's mind, "but I can tear apart the space he is in and use the power of spatial turbulence to deal with him." ”

As the true yuan in his body was rapidly depleted, Gu Xu's eyes turned indigo blue again, and at the same time, countless gray-black thin lines appeared in the air, like ripples on the surface of a calm lake.

Compared with Zhao Yan's Muhuo spear, these black lines are much inferior in terms of light and shadow effects and momentum, and they must be carefully observed to discover their existence.

But the moment they appeared, Hu Yun instinctively felt a trace of nervousness.

He used his manpower and quickly retreated.

His intuition told him that if he was touched by these cobweb-like thin threads, his strong physique as a "ghost servant" would also be easily cut.

Zhao Yan couldn't help but show a different color.

For she could clearly see that where the thin black lines passed, whether it was the thick brick wall or the branches of the trees, they were cut in unison, revealing smooth sections.

The so-called "sharpening iron like clay" is nothing more than that.

"This should be a new trick he mastered after breaking through the realm!" Zhao Yan thought silently.

She was only glad that in the "Heavenly Dragon Secret Realm" before, Gu Xu didn't use this trick to deal with her, otherwise she would definitely be even more embarrassed.

Hu Yun's dodge was obviously expected by Gu Xu.

He was not in a hurry, and his gaze slowly moved along the route that Hu Yun was dodging.

Under the pull of his will, the thin black threads quickly stretched in all directions, weaving into a huge net—and Hu Yun seemed to have turned into an insect, fleeing up and down between the nets.

"'Ghost Servants' have weaknesses," Gu Xu thought silently in his heart while manipulating the spatial crack like a painting, "Not only do they have the true power of a monk and can cast spells like a normal monk, but they also have a much stronger body than an ordinary monk.

"But because they were controlled by the Ghost King of Bishan and lost their independent consciousness, they did not have the ability to learn and comprehend the 'Dao' - they could not be promoted to a higher realm, nor could they crack the 'Dao' of others.

"For example, Hu Yun, although he retains his former 'Law Body', but in the face of my 'Qiankun' authority, he can't suppress and crack it from the level of rules, so he can only either dodge or carry it.

"This may be my chance to beat him."

Thinking of this, he turned his head to look at Zhao Yan beside him, and asked, "Miss Zhao, can you borrow your true yuan?" ”

"Borrow my real yuan?" Zhao Yan was a little surprised.

She had learned in the book that some evil methods could forcibly extract the true essence of others and use them for their own use.

However, like Gu Xu, he politely asked others to "borrow" Zhenyuan, and Zhao Yan saw it for the first time.

While Gu Xu continued to manipulate the spatial rift, he used his divine sense to explain to Zhao Yan that he had made some small changes to the "Ask God Mantra", and he was able to change the object of "borrowing" from a heavenly immortal to another monk - as long as the monk nodded in agreement when he recited the incantation.

"Of course, if you can't believe me, you can also choose to refuse," Gu Xu added, "After all, after lending True Yuan, you may lose your combat effectiveness for a period of time in the future." ”

Zhao Yanzhu's lips pursed slightly, falling into thought.

According to her past style of doing things, she has always been obsessed with firmly holding the victory and defeat in her own hands - in Gu Xu's previous life, she would rather lose by standing than be a bastard who lies down to win, and completely pins her hopes on others.

But she also has self-knowledge - in the face of a "ghost servant" with the power of the sixth realm, she may be able to fight equally, but she lacks the key means to win.

As an authentic martial artist, most of Zhao Yan's tricks are to defeat the enemy with force. Even if it is an attack technique at the level of the divine soul, it is based on absolute power to suppress others.

To put it nicely, it is called "dignified"; To put it mildly, it's called "simple and crude".

Because of this, in the "Heavenly Dragon Secret Realm" where her cultivation was suppressed, she would be deflated again and again by Gu Xu's various bells and whistles and sinister and cunning ghost tricks.

And now, she could also feel that her absolute strength was not enough to break through Hu Yun's defenses.

"Maybe he has a way?" She glanced at Gu Xu beside her, noticed his confident eyes, and couldn't help but guess in her heart, "It's just limited by cultivation, and you can't use it for the time being?" ”

As for what Gu Xu said, "losing combat effectiveness for a period of time", Zhao Yan is actually not very worried.

Although she didn't have Chu Fengge's "weed" supernatural power, she still contained several precious pills in her storage magic weapon, which could help her quickly recover her true yuan, which could play a life-saving role at a critical moment.

So she pondered for a moment and whispered, "You...... You have been of great grace to me. Of course I can trust you. ”

Zhao Yan is not accustomed to directly expressing emotions such as "gratitude" or "trust".

So after saying that, she turned her head and looked to the other side quietly, reining in all the expressions on her face.

After getting her consent, Gu Xu didn't delay any longer, and immediately recited the adapted "Please God Mantra" very quickly: "The spark burns the rivers and seas, and the light appears to open the sky; The golden phoenix runs like a cloud arrow, and the scorching sun shines like a wheel; Thousands of miles of incense are invited, and the flying clouds are coming; I would like to ask Miss Zhao of Youzhou to collect and kill the evil demons and unrighteous gods. The divine soldier is as urgent as the law. ”

Zhao Yan listened to him chanting the incantation, and her brows furrowed more and more.

She never expected that the originally solemn "Invitation Spell" would become so shameful and embarrassing when it appeared in Gu Xu's mouth at this moment.

Especially the sentence "Please Miss Zhao of Youzhou", which was said by Gu Xu seriously, made her expression a little complicated.

"It seems that the head of the Exorcism Division does not have much respect for the immortals above the Nine Heavens." She commented silently.

At this time, she felt that a spiritual power belonging to Gu Xu penetrated her skin and flesh, penetrated into her sea of consciousness, and told her the request of "borrowing the true yuan".

Zhao Yan's heart moved, and she nodded in agreement.

Although she complained about this spell in her heart, she did not hesitate at all in actual action.

Suddenly, she noticed that an invisible bond seemed to appear between herself and Gu Xu, and then the true yuan in her body poured out like a flood that burst the embankment.

When the meridians were empty and the true yuan was pumped to the bottom, an unprecedented sense of emptiness swept through her body.

Zhao Yan was not used to this feeling of weakness.

It made her feel like she had turned back into an uncultivated mortal - without the power to control her own destiny, and she had to rely on others for protection in order to survive in this dangerous world.

So she immediately took out the elixir to restore the true yuan and stuffed it into her mouth.

At the same time, Gu Xu could also clearly feel that a scorching hot current was surging into his body, instantly filling his meridians, making him feel unprecedentedly powerful.

He once used the "Invitation Spell" to borrow Ma Qin's true yuan and Chu Fengge's true yuan.

But their true elements are not very smooth to use, a little awkward, a little sluggish, like adding cooking oil to a car fuel tank.

But this time it's different-

Maybe it's because of the nature of the exercises.

Zhao Yan's true yuan has a very high compatibility with him, as if it is his own true yuan.

This made Gu Xu sigh in his heart, if the "power bank" also has quality, then the young woman next to him must be the most high-end one.

It's just that due to the tense battle situation, Gu Xu can't think about it for the time being.

At this time, the content of the last two pages of "Seven Styles of Burning Heaven" appeared in his mind.

The third form of the "Seven Styles of Burning the Sky" is called "Sui"; The fourth form is called "salary".

The descriptions in the books are, as always, obscure and unclear.

Even though Gu Xu's comprehension was amazing, after mastering the "Bright Candle", his learning speed of this spell stagnated again.

"Seven Styles of Burning the Sky" is worthy of being the most difficult top-grade spell to learn in the Great Qi Exorcism Division!

But now, when he heard the legend of the "god of fire" in the north stealing the fire, dang

He obtained the "Huilu" rune in the lava cave of the "Longevity Sect", when he saw the cracked "flint" in the imperial treasury, when he saw Zhao Yan spread the dazzling wings of the fire phoenix, and when he made improvements to the "Red Flame True Technique" again and again...... He gradually realized in his heart.

The third page of "Seven Styles of Burning the Sky" is an extremely abstract picture.

On a pitch-black background, there are countless looming, irregular gray and white lines, like ghosts in the night, giving people a feeling of dizziness.

Only in the corner of the picture, there is an orange-red halo of the mold lake.

This halo was hidden and inconspicuous at first glance, but Gu Xu understood that it was the key to comprehending this spell.

"'Sui' is a tool for making fire," Gu Xu thought to himself, "Ancient Shuyun, 'Jin Sui takes fire in the sun.'" Wood flint drill fire also'.

"In the legends of the North, before there was fire, ghosts were raging, and the human race was not at peace all day long; After the fire, the human race finally had the power to protect itself, and established its own homeland, which continued to multiply and grow.

"'Sui', that is, 'hope', is the 'one' that goes from zero to one. With it, there is everything that follows. ”

As he thought, his eyes gradually turned from indigo to pitch black, like a night without stars.

But it's not just the color of his child that has changed.

And the color of the sky overhead.

At this moment, Shi Xiaohan on his back and Zhao Yan beside him were surprised to find that the sky above the alley had changed from cloudy leaden gray to deep inky black.

The alley suddenly went dark.

It's like the sun being swallowed by the tengu, and the world falls into a never-ending night.

Suddenly, two sounds of "Chacha" sounded in the darkness.

It was the sound of drilling wood for fire.

Immediately after, in the field of vision of everyone present, an orange-red light appeared.

The light was faint and inconspicuous, as if a gust of wind could easily blow it out.

But it is persistently lit, revealing its presence in the darkness.

And where the light source is located, is the location of Hu Yun's heart.

At first, when the spider-web-like spatial crack disappeared, Hu Yun was still slightly relieved, thinking that Gu Xu Zhenyuan was overwhelmed and could not maintain this powerful spell for a long time.

But soon he noticed the fire in his chest.

It was originally just a tiny spark.

However, under the manipulation of Gu Xu's mind, it burned more and more, became brighter and brighter, and the temperature also rose sharply, which soon made Hu Yun wrapped in a robe of flames.

This is the power of "Sui".

Sow fire in your enemies and ignite them from the inside out.

Its strength lies in its ability to ignore the enemy's external defenses and deal massive damage directly from the inside.

The body refining spells of the Great Wilderness are already rare. Most of them are mainly for flesh, skin, and bones, and very few are aimed at internal organs.

Only after cultivating as a saint and reshaping the body can the physical body be strengthened in an all-round way.

Although the shell of the "ghost servant" is strong, it is still much inferior to the real saint powerhouse.

It is very appropriate to use "Sui" to deal with Hu Yun.

Coupled with Zhao Yan's bloodline awakening, which was enough to compete with the Sixth Realm cultivator's strong True Yuan, Gu Xu's "Burning Sky Seven Styles" had unprecedented power.

Under the scorching fire, Hu Yun's body quickly became scorched, and irregular cracks appeared, like solidified volcanic stones in the cave.

"What kind of spell is this move of yours?" Zhao Yan next to her couldn't help but ask.

Hu Yun's "ghost servant" body couldn't even help a shot she poured all her strength into, but under Gu Xu's never-before-seen spell, it quickly burned and quickly disintegrated.

This made her both surprised and curious.

"The third form of the 'Burning Sky Seven Style'." Gu Xu replied.

"It's actually the 'Burning Sky Seven Style'," Zhao Yan muttered, "No wonder it's so powerful." ”

Shi Xiaohan was obviously much more determined.

On the one hand, it is because she is an idiot of magic, and she has no concept of the difficulty and weight of "Seven Styles of Burning Sky" in her heart; On the other hand, it is because she has long been accustomed to Gu Xu's excellence, and she is used to him constantly creating miracles and doing incredible things one after another.

In the next few seconds, Hu Yun desperately mobilized all his strength to extinguish the fire that was burning from the inside out.

But after all, the "Seven Styles of Burning the Sky" is a spell that involves rules and contains the true meaning of the Great Dao.

It can only be suppressed at the level of Taoism, and it is almost impossible to crack it by violent means.

And the law is the weakness of the "ghost servant".

Therefore, Hu Yun could only let his body be burned and eaten away by the fire little by little, and he was helpless against it.

He was about to be burned to ashes.

At this moment, thick black smoke suddenly rose from Hu Yun's mutilated body, covering the entire alley.

The black smoke seemed to have healing powers, extinguishing the fire on his body, making him like a python molting, the charred skin and flesh quickly fell off, and then grew new muscles and bones, new skin.

Even his clothes, which had been burned beyond recognition, were restored to their original state in an instant, and the bright and angry peach-colored silk flower was pinned to his chest dignifiedly.

Gu Xu and Zhao Yan both smelled a familiar breath from the black smoke.

"The Ghost King of the Mountain!" They glanced at each other, and both verified their guesses from each other's gazes.

In the battle just now, they only cared about dealing with Hu Yun, but they ignored a problem-

Hu Yun is not fighting alone!

As the "ghost attendant" of the Ghost King of Pishan, there is an inseparable connection between Hu Yun and the body of the Ghost King of Bishan and other "ghost attendants".

Hu Yun, who has the strength of the sixth realm, can be regarded as the number one existence in the "ghost servant", and the Ghost King of Bishan will definitely not sit back and watch him be wiped out by two young monks crossing the border.

In addition, the ghost king of Bishan coveted Shi Xiaohan's "demon god body".

Then it was not an unpredictable thing for its ontological soul to descend on Hu Yun's body.

No, wait!

This shouldn't be the ontological soul of the Ghost King of Pishan!

Gu Xu frowned slightly, thinking in his heart.

This billowing black smoke is really magnificent, but the coercion it brings to Gu Xu is far less than Bai Chen, who has just revealed his true identity in the "Heavenly Dragon Secret Realm".

"The body of the Ghost King of Bishan should still be busy tossing its own big things," Gu Xu boldly guessed, "At present, it can only divide a trace of strength to help Hu Yun repair his body, but it is impossible to directly descend in his true body and let Hu Yun directly exert his strength above the saint."

"I cooperate with Zhao Yan, if nothing happens, I should still be able to solve him."

So, Gu Xu gathered his mind and began to try to perform the fourth form of the "Burning Sky Seven Styles"-

"Salary".

salary, also 荛也.

Grass that burns fire.

On the fourth page of the book "Seven Styles of Burning the Sky", there are countless black lines that are disorganized, thick and thin. And at the top of these lines, there is a striking orange halo.

Equally abstract.

Gu Xu could guess that it was a pile of firewood, but he couldn't think of a deeper meaning.

But today, seeing the cracked "flint", seeing the broken "astrolabe", seeing Zhao Yan, and seeing himself, he finally came to his senses.

If we say "flint", it is a thing that makes fire, and it represents "hope".

Then "salary" is the carrier of fire, symbolizing "inheritance", the transmission of blood, thoughts, and Taoism from generation to generation, and the end of the human form and the spirit of death.

Just like the god of fire was killed by the fairy thunder, the fire he stole remained in the world, dispelling the darkness and driving away the ghosts;

Just like although Chiyangzi has died, his Tao has survived through the "Seven Styles of Burning the Sky" and reappeared in the world in Gu Xu's hands;

……

Countless thoughts flashed through Gu Xu's mind, but his gaze was as calm as ever, and he did not hesitate to cast spells.

At this moment, the broken walls, broken bricks and tiles in all directions, and the crimson blood stains on the ground all became his firewood.

The fire on it is dense, like the red glow on the horizon, bright and dazzling.

The key to the "salary" formula lies in the connection.

Buildable, cut-off.

The relationship between the Ghost King of Bishan and its "ghost attendants" can also be understood as having a special inheritance relationship.

And what Gu Xu has to do now is to cut off the bond between the two of them, so that the power of the Bishan Ghost King cannot support Hu Yun. _&