Chapter 112: Where We Meet, Either "Immortals" or "Dao"
The huge python beast swept up the black cloud and devoured it, with an irresistible terrifying power.
Even though this blue feather luan bird had awakened a little bit of Qingluan blood, it was still not its opponent at this time, and it only had time to flap its wings to condense a blue light curtain, and then it was directly swallowed by the python beast.
Mai Daoist shook his head, feeling quite bored, and waved his sleeve to shoot several mutant soul devouring blood stabs in the ruins, and was about to urge the magic trick to retract the huge giant python and leave here.
After a few breaths, the python beast did not collapse into the source of poisonous mist, which made the Mai Dao people here, frowning slightly.
Urging the magic again, the python beast was still coiled in the black clouds, looking at Mai Daoist blankly.
"Is the Origin Poison Mist going to get out of control, it's really unusual."
Just as he was wondering, the huge body of the giant python trembled.
A glimmer of golden light came out of the python's eyes.
A moment later, the Ten Thousand Golden Mangs pierced through the giant python's body, melting this mass of Origin Poisonous Mist, which was comparable to the Returning to Truth Upper Realm, into a cloud of black gas!
Mai Daoren's eyes were gloomy, and he quietly looked at the figure in the bright golden light.
The young man in the black ink moon robe stepped into the air, holding a frost and snow sword with an ice blue body in his hand.
At this time, on the frost and snow sword, there was an incomparable golden flame shining out, and where the golden light passed, all the black mist dissipated as if the ice and snow were melting.
The best psychic magic weapon, the Snow Sword.
and the first mantra in the Buddha Mantra, the Great Compassion Mantra.
"This sword...... That's right," Mai Daoren's face became a little solemn, and the linen robe on his body gradually changed, and finally turned into a satin robe as black as an abyss, "This magic spell is also quite good, whose disciple are you?" ”
Ji Yuenian didn't say anything, just took the Ning Xue Xuan Sword and gently swung out a sword.
Rumble!
The moon-white sword light that covered the sky and the sun surged, and the edge of each moon-white sword light was filled with a golden flame that was enough to melt everything, slashing towards the black-robed Daoist!
The black-robed Daoist looked solemn, his sleeves swayed slightly, and he quickly pinched out several spells, and a thick origin poisonous mist condensed around his body, turning into layers of condensed shields around him.
The power of the best psychic magic weapon is too terrifying, if it weren't for Ji Yuenian's cultivation that only entered the Xuan Shang Realm, the moment this sword appeared, the black-robed Daoist was even very likely to retreat.
A sword light struck at a rapid pace, slashing at the shield around the Daoist's body!
The outermost shield trembled for a long time, but finally it barely stabilized and became much more transparent.
But immediately after, ten sword lights and a hundred sword lights attacked one after another, and they bombarded the black-robed Daoist without leaving any trace!
The icy blue sword light collapsed, but the golden flames at its edge clinged to the shield, eroding the extremely condensed mist shield layer by layer.
After the half-pillar of incense, the overwhelming sword light disappeared, and the mist shield around the black-robed Daoist was also very little, and it relied on its profound and incomparable heritage to condense the shield one after another, and at this moment, it was also a little exhausted.
The palm of his hand flipped, and the psychic magic weapon Yao Zi Long Sword appeared again in the hand of the black-robed Taoist, and he glanced at the Ning Xue Xuan Sword in Ji Yuenian's palm, and said with a smile: "Although you only have the cultivation to enter the Xuan Shang Realm, your ability to attack and kill can be completely comparable to the ordinary Great Return to the True Realm, which is really rare." Now that you have exhausted your Xuan Qi, you can still only let me slaughter. ”
Ji Yuenian's eyes were a little inexplicable, and when she pressed her eyebrows, a blue-feathered bird with a length of several feet appeared.
"It's an expensive storage seal!" The black-robed Daoist noticed the blazing white brilliance that flashed at the center of Ji Yuenian's eyebrows, and added a trace of surprise to his eyes, "This thing is extremely precious, even if there is a Yuan Stone, it is extremely difficult to buy." ”
In the middle of these few breaths, Ji Yuenian took out a few fragrant pills here, swallowed them directly into his mouth, and the Taiyu Xuan Qi in the Xuan Sea surged rapidly, but it recovered half of it in a moment.
The black-robed Daoist subconsciously tightened the Yaozi long sword in his hand, and after a while, he released it again, and said truthfully: "You have this spirit bird that awakens the bloodline of Qingluan, and you hold the best psychic magic weapon that can pose a threat to me, unless your Xuan Qi is completely exhausted and there is no longer any pill on your body, I can't kill you." ”
In his words, there was already a faint retreat.
Ji Yuenian sensed the thoughts of the black-robed Taoist, was silent for a moment, and said, "Why don't you fight with me and bet that I don't have much pill on me?" ”
"Like you like Tianjiao, the supply pill is carried with me as if I don't need money, I naturally know about this matter, not to mention that the person who destroys the territory of the sun should have received the jade talisman guarded by Luoyan City at this time, and is about to come here." The black-robed Daoist shook his head, and he actually directly put away the Yao Zi Long Sword and the Origin Poison Mist around him, and wanted to leave Luoyan City.
It is the cultivation of the Upper Realm of Returning to the Truth, but it has a terrifying combat power comparable to the Great Returning to the Truth Realm, and his mind is even more cunning.
Although the black-robed Daoist couldn't kill Ji Yuenian at this time, Ji Yuenian couldn't help this Daoist even more, and the reason was that the gap in cultivation was too huge, which made Ji Yuenian invisibly suffer a lot of hidden losses.
If it is an ordinary Returning Upper Realm creature, at this time, under Ji Yuenian's Ning Xue Xuanjian, he can't even walk three breaths, and he will only end up with a soul destroyed.
But this black-robed Daoist is obviously a demon Tianjiao who has returned to the Upper Realm, even if Ji Yuenian's comprehensive combat power is close to the Great Returning to Truth Realm, and his ability to attack and kill is comparable to the Great Returning to Truth Realm, but he still has no qualifications to forcibly leave the black-robed Daoist behind.
"I've seen you."
Ji Yuenian's bland words made the black-robed Taoist stop.
"What do you mean by that?"
Ji Yuenian touched Qingluan's lowered huge head, raised his head and said, "Qingluan Mountain Range." ”
The black-robed Taoist turned around, looked at Ji Yuenian fixedly, and said, "Qingluan Mountain Range, I did go once, but I haven't seen you before. ”
Qingluan shook his wings and lowered his head to the ground, allowing Ji Yuenian to walk on top of his head with great ease.
Sitting on the side of the Azure Crown Feather, Ji Yue said in a young voice: "If you and I share life and death, this matter will naturally not be mentioned again." ”
With a flick of the black sleeved robe, a dark light water mirror condensed out, revealing a young man in a satin robe.
It is the quarter and month year before the soul is cleansed.
The black-robed Taoist looked at the Xuanguang Water Mirror, revealing a contemplative look, and only raised his head after a while, his tone was full of surprise: "You are actually the mortal boy who was taken away by the mountain ghost!" In such a short period of time, you have entered the Taiyu Holy Sect and cultivated to the Xuan Upper Realm, which is even enough to compete with me, how is this possible! ”
Ji Yuenian dissipated the Xuanguang Water Mirror on his side and said, "To my surprise, you seem to have changed from the inside out. ”
Hearing this, the black-robed Taoist seemed to come back to his senses and wondered, "I have hidden my true appearance, how did you recognize me?" ”
Ji Yuenian shook her head slightly, and pointed to the wood carving token hanging from the waist of the black-robed Taoist robe.
The black-robed Taoist was stunned for a moment, brushed his sleeves to hide his face, and the thick black mist covered it, and only slowly dispersed after a few breaths.
A young man in a green sermon robe stood in place, his body was faintly shrouded in silver-white thunder, his white eyebrows and eyes looked very immature, but his lips were red and his teeth were white, and he was extremely handsome.
It was the young Taoist who had fought with the mountain ghost Qingyan in the Qingluan Mountain Range.
"The identity of this wilderness cultivator is really useful, no matter what evil things you do, it is extremely hidden." The green-robed young man smiled harmlessly, and there was no longer a trace of gloom and cruelty in his clear eyes.