Golden Candle Peak, dim.

"Ah......h

Ling Zihuan shouted vigorously, his face was hideous, his black eyes were extremely cold, and he shot out a cold light, but under this immortal light, he felt a compelling momentum rushing over.

At this time, Ruan Qixue's ethereal eyes flashed a trace of blood red......

Then, the "Phantom Wave Zhu Aya" in her hand was drawn out, trying to block the fairy light, but the golden glow was shining, how not to leave a trace.

The Long Yuan Spirit Sword emitted a white glow, enveloping Ling Zihuan's body.

Suddenly, Xiao Muchen's folded hands slowly opened, a fist away, his lips moved, and he recited the magic formula.

The next moment, golden runes burst out of his palm again, riding the wind and rushing towards Ling Zihuan.

Ruan Qixue's "Phantom Wave Zhu Aya" is just a mantis arm in front of these runes, no matter how she drives, it seems that she can't erase all the flickering runes in the void.

I remember that when Zhong Yusheng and Ling Zihuan were dealing with Chitong in the Forgotten Forest, there were only a handful of runes conjured up in the fan.

However, Xiao Muchen was able to draw out thousands of powerful runes in a moment just by sealing them, and he could vaguely hear that among the runes, there were scriptures to read, which was extremely sacred.

The cultivation of the Lingqing realm drives such a high-level Dao method, and the power is really good.

Ding Ding Ding!

I only heard a series of crisp sounds, but it was emitted by countless runes hitting the "Phantom Wave Zhu Aya".

It didn't take long for the "Phantom Wave Zhu Aya" to become more and more dim, the vermilion light was gradually covered by the golden light, and Ruan Qixue's hands couldn't help but tremble, and a little beads of sweat were already oozing from her forehead.

The golden runes in the void were dazzling, and everywhere they went, they quickly washed away the cloudy air, and even the originally dim sky was much brighter, and the black clouds converged, sprinkling a few rays of sunlight.

Situ Hongyu and Duan Gan Wenyao stood in place, motionless, and when they saw the fierce momentum in front of them, they didn't dare to make a move easily.

If this situation is not appropriate, it is very likely to hurt himself, and even have an adverse impact on Xiao Muchen, who is still casting spells.

Really......

Soaring in the air, "Phantom Wave Zhu Aya" suddenly lost the support of internal force and floated faintly.

Looking at Ruan Qixue again, first her body was shocked, then her hand was loosened, the magic weapon was taken off, and the whole person staggered a few steps backwards, almost not standing firmly.

If she hadn't let go of her right hand holding the "Phantom Wave Zhu Aya" just now, she would definitely be affected by the fairy light and the "Long Yuan" at this moment.

Fortunately, her cultivation is not low, and she can barely stand firm, but when she saw the two fighting in the air, she sweated for Ling Zihuan.

Ling Zihuan saw that the "Phantom Wave Zhu Aya" suddenly lost control, so he swept it with his afterglow, and saw that Ruan Qixue's face was a little pale, and he had an indescribable feeling in his heart.

Airplanes......

As he was distracted, the Long Yuan Sword hummed, and then the entire sword body trembled.

Ling Zihuan's face changed, he picked up the hilt of his sword, and his body flew back involuntarily, because the layers of runes surrounding him had already broken through the Gang Wall.

The ears were whirring, and it was countless runes circling and writhing!

The monks of the Xuanqing Sect have flaws in cultivating any kind of Dao technique, whether it is a spell, an illusion, a sealing technique, or a forbidden technique.

There are more or less loopholes in Taoism, which can be easily exploited by opponents, which is the most important thing for practitioners themselves, knowing how to build on their strengths and avoid their weaknesses.

Xiao Muchen still maintained his original movements, motionless, and his way of casting the "Huaguang Divine Mantra" through the seal seemed to need to continue to cast spells.

Ling Zihuan faced the pursuit of the runes, so he had to dance his long sword and retreat step by step, but the runes flickered, and it didn't take long for him to leave bloody marks on his body, which was shocking.

Ruan Qixue Muran wanted to help Ling Zihuan again, but Situ Hongyu and Duan Gan Wenyao on the other side rushed over and stopped her.

Step by step into the defensive stage, without any counterattack, it is bound to be a big defeat!

When Ling Zihuan saw Ruan Qixue surrounded by those two, he remembered the demeanor when he retracted the magic weapon just now, and his heart was anxious.

He gritted his teeth and looked at Xiao Muchen who was still casting spells not far away, his pupils shrank, and he had a strange color.

The runes were still spinning around him, and if it weren't for the Dragon Yuan Sword on his chest, he would probably have died.

His back, arms, thighs, and other parts were already stained bright red, and warm blood was gurgling.

However, Ling Zihuan's expression was indifferent, and he didn't seem to feel pain at all.

WhewW......

The yin wind blew, passing through Ling Zihuan's tattered clothes, revealing scarred skin.

"Can't go back!"

"Is that all there is to it?"

"Putting Death to the Ground and Living ......"

Ling Zihuan thought for a while, then immediately restrained his expression, closed his eyes slightly, concentrated, and recited the magic formula in his mouth, and an invisible killing aura spread around.

Halfway through his reading, his body couldn't help but shake, and the corners of his mouth twitched, but he still held on to his own will.

At this time, a golden word "Sanskrit" faintly appeared in the palm of his right hand, and then a golden aura appeared and rushed to the dantian.

The two internal forces in his body collided again!

The dantian was hot, and the pain in his heart was tormenting his internal organs, and even the blood in his body was boiling......

The latent power dormant in the bloodline is quietly protecting Ling Zihuan's heart!

If others dare to drive away these two diametrically opposed internal forces, they will definitely explode and die, as for this, presumably Duan Gan Wenyao should have experienced it.

At the same time, the sky has changed!

When Xiao Muchen cast the "Huaguang Divine Mantra", the vast and clear air emitted swept away all the turbid qi around him, and even the originally dim sky became much brighter.

Just this moment......

However, due to Ling Zihuan's spell, black clouds immediately rolled in, covering the entire sky, making the earth dark, but it was like night, revealing a cold and piercing pain.

When Xiao Muchen noticed the strangeness of the sky, his brows furrowed, and he was very surprised.

He ...... He's already cultivated to the point of 'Thunder......'? How could it be ......" Xiao Muchen thought to himself.

"Thunder" is the second stage of the "Nine Heavens Thunder Mantra", "Arc Light" occupies the first three layers, and the fourth layer is just the "Thunder" mental method, and when you cultivate to the fifth layer, you can use the magic weapon as a guide to summon a shocking thunder from above the nine heavens.

If the cultivation reaches the sixth layer, then the cultivation of the thunder spell is close to the point of perfection, and the Xuan Thunder energy drawn out can penetrate the human body in an instant, killing all the three souls and seven spirits.

All living beings are mortal fetuses, and after all, they are no match for the Brilliant Heavenly Might!

Ling Zihuan held the Long Yuan Spirit Sword in his hand, forcibly jumped over the fourth layer of the Thunder Spell, and directly tried to summon the Xuan Thunder from above the Nine Heavens.

Half-paid, overhead, dark clouds surged, and bits of electric light flickered between the clouds.

In the eyes of Ruan Qixue and others, this scene was also shocked.

Although they didn't practice the Nine Heavens Thunder Mantra, they had heard of it after all, and the sky was so strange, it wasn't preparing to fall into the thunder, what was it.

Rumble......

Above the dome, there was a roar!

After Ling Zihuan heard this, his eyes opened suddenly, and a pair of sharp eyes stared at the front, as if he wanted to strangle everything in front of him.

After all, Xiao Muchen had seen a big scene, and at this moment, his face regained his composure and he continued to recite the magic trick......

I saw Ling Zihuan holding the Longyuan Spirit Sword above his head, and the rainbow sword shot straight into the sky, and the Dao Dao Qing Qi cut through the void, and the surrounding area immediately set off waves of qi, and the sound of breaking the wind was endless.

The sword of "Long Yuan" is getting bigger and bigger, and it is getting bigger and bigger!

He only felt severe pain all over his body, and the qi and blood in his body clashed everywhere in the violently vibrating meridians, as if he was about to break out of his body, and the spirit sword sprinkled a gorgeous light curtain, but he saw that under the interweaving of terrifying blue light and black qi, there was a hideous face like a demon.

At this moment, for her and for herself, you must hold on!

The wind, suddenly, stopped and froze in mid-air.

Heaven and earth, suddenly quiet, stopped at this moment.

"Boom!"

A low whistling seemed to come from the sky, echoing throughout the heavens and the earth.

Ling Zihuan's tattered clothes were hunting, his face flashed with blue light, he fixed his mind, held his breath, and recited the mantra loudly:

"Nine Heavens Yangyang, Flying Sword God King. ”

"Po Lu three, intimidating the Quartet. ”

"The yellow god hooks the sky, and the winged god of death. ”

"Summoning the god of thunder, and running to the thunder. ”

This is the core 32-character mantra of "Nine Heavens Running Thunder Mantra"!

In a moment, the dark clouds in the sky were surging, the thunder rumbled, and the edge of the black clouds continued to flash with electric light, galloping between the heavens and the earth, a slaughter, and the wind was raging again.

The wind was blowing, Xiao Muchen opened his mouth slightly, he didn't expect this scene, after seven years, to see it again.

On the ground, Ruan Qixue, Situ Hongyu, and Duan Gan Wenyao stopped fighting and looked over one after another, with different expressions on their faces.

Ruan Qixue looked up, only to feel that the figure in the air looked extremely weak, like a withered yellow leaf, which could fall down at any time.

"Zihuan ......"

Ruan Qixue's face was solemn, and gently, gently, called out, and then there was a pain in her heart, and her eyes suddenly moistened.

The wind is howling, the world is desolate, this beautiful woman in white is looking at him quietly!

A pair of clear eyes slowly, slowly, shimmered......

Whose eyes are this, sad and so desolate, as if last night, that person was hurt by love!

That kind of pain went deep into the bone marrow and deep into the soul.

This scene seems to have been expected for a long time......

This sound seems to be separated by thousands of years......

Ling Zihuan in the air, his body trembled, his face was as white as paper, but he was afraid that he was powerless.

"Poof!"

His chest was clogged, and a mouthful of blood spurted out towards him, but he still refused to give up, clenched the long sword in his hand, and tried to drive the power of nature above the nine heavens with his telekinesis.

The sky was darker, the clouds were overhead, and a huge whirlpool slowly appeared in the thick clouds.

Like a passage through the netherworld, a huge whirlpool with no visible bottom in the darkness hung upside down in the sky, like the Nine Demons opening their terrifying mouths to devour everything in the world.

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