"Whew"

The chaotic air flow mixed with the black wind swept in, Yuan Ming did not dodge in the slightest, held his head high, and let the force rush in.

He immediately felt that the yin qi in the black wind passed through his body, penetrated his sea of knowledge, and blew directly on his soul, making the little man who was sitting firmly in the sea of knowledge shudder.

Yuan Ming's brows furrowed slightly, and he didn't stop taking a step, but he actually took the initiative to attack those sandstorm tornadoes.

He took a steady step on his feet, and with each step forward, he followed it with a punch.

As time passed, Yuan Ming's pace became faster and faster, and the speed of his fist was also faster than a punch, and the overlapping fist shadows continued to fly out, the Demon Elephant's battle intent became higher and higher, and the power of the fist became heavier and heavier, and every blow was accompanied by the roar of the Demon Elephant.

However, after throwing nearly a hundred punches like this, Yuan Ming's brows became tighter and tighter.

He tried to lock his life with the black wind and sandstorm, and he was indeed able to feel the artistic conception of fighting against the enemy, but his perception of the common fate was always stagnant and had no clue.

Just when he once again scattered the black wind and sand storm tornado, looking at the scattered yellow sand and feeling the yin qi that invaded the sea of knowledge, a burst of lightning suddenly flashed in Yuan Ming's mind.

"Together...... Perhaps it is not only the life of the enemy to share my life, but also the life of the enemy with my life. I don't just want to lock up the lives of both parties, but I also want to share the same feelings. I don't have a deep understanding of the common life, maybe it is because I have not been able to communicate with the enemy, just like this black wind and sandstorm, I only understand the yellow sand, but I have not understood the yin wind thoroughly, I know half of it, how can I talk about the common life? In an instant, the thoughts in Yuan Ming's mind flowed quickly.

He felt like he had something in his hands, but it wasn't real for a while.

"No matter how much, let's comprehend the black wind sandstorm and completely resist the black wind with fist gang and battle intent as the goal, let's carry out this cultivation." Yuan Ming secretly made a decision in his heart.

He immediately no longer rushed to attack the Black Wind Sandstorm, but held the Wind Bead in his hand, stood in the middle of the storm, observed the Black Wind, and tried to lock on to the Black Wind with his fist intent.

However, the wind is invisible, the void is difficult to touch, and it is good at changing, where is it so easy to lock?

Yuan Ming only reacted at this time, the illusion that he had locked his life with him before was actually just locked on the yellow sand that was being coerced, so he was helpless against the yin qi in the black wind.

"By the way, I can also use the Son of Heaven's Divine Fist's Qi Technique." Yuan Ming suddenly remembered something, and suddenly felt happy in his heart.

The technique of looking at qi is the core of "The Fist of the Son of Heaven and the Gods", and the premise of practicing this boxing method and wanting to borrow the momentum of heaven and earth is to be able to see through the momentum of heaven and earth.

Yuan Ming immediately carefully recalled the technique of looking at qi, and according to the description in it, he began to turn the mana and gather it on his eyes.

The first time he tried, Yuan Ming only felt that his eyes were sore, and the light of the world he saw in his eyes increased sharply, even if he was in the yellow sand, he still felt extremely clear.

After only a few breaths, Yuan Ming felt that the soreness turned into a sharp pain, and he couldn't bear it anymore, so he couldn't help but close his eyes.

In the corner of his eye, large tears suddenly rolled down, and his face was blown away by the wind and sand.

Yuan Ming paused for a moment, and after feeling that there was no major problem, he immediately tried to use the technique of looking at qi again.

This time, his attention was more concentrated, and he was fully engaged in observing the black wind, and sure enough, he saw many details in it, and his heart was overjoyed.

At this time, he suddenly remembered that the reason why he was able to see through his curse rune was probably because of this ridiculously strong Hope Qi technique.

After a period of observation, Yuan Ming put away the Wind Bead and began to fight against the Black Wind Sandstorm again.

It's just that after seeing through many details of the black wind, Yuan Ming's punches have become more and more skillful, and his fists have been able to weaken the black wind's yin qi to a certain extent.

And based on the essence of the Son of Heaven's Divine Fist, Yuan Ming even learned to live with this black wind and sandstorm.

At this point, he no longer blindly became the mainstay to fight the sandstorm, but to some extent followed the trend of the Black Wind Sandstorm, fighting against it while borrowing strength from it.

It's just that this kind of borrowing is still at an extremely basic stage, and more often, he can't take advantage of the situation, but instead becomes a homeopath, like a light boat drifting with the current, being carried by the black wind and sandstorm, all the way forward.

……

Meanwhile.

The army of the Wuyue Sect was entering the Zhao Kingdom from the Black Wind Desert and heading straight for the Mountain Gate of the Spirit Rune Sect.

The army did not rush to the road, but everywhere they went, they sent monks to slaughter the immortal cultivators of the Zhao Kingdom, as well as the mortal people, and even cattle, horses, and livestock, and collected divine souls through magic weapons similar to soul bells.

For a time, the place where the army passed was thousands of miles of bones, and there were no people and animals.

Somewhere in the Wuyue Sect's army, a hundred-zhang-long giant flying boat was breaking through the air and slowly moving forward.

Above the flying boat, there is a huge flag with the word "Xi", and in a certain room of the flying boat, Xi is sitting cross-legged with a solemn face.

In the air in front of him, a large black banner was suspended, and a huge grimace pattern on it was constantly writhing, making a terrible ghost cry, as if there were countless resentful spirits crying at night.

Xi Zheng was holding a black gourd in his hand, gurgling out with yin qi and yin spirits, constantly blending into the black flag.

Half an hour later, the yin qi and yin spirit in the gourd were absorbed, the grimace pattern on the black banner was much clearer, and the yin wind was howling in the room, and the ghost qi was flourishing.

"That's right, after absorbing this batch of Yin Souls, the Ghost King Banner has been improved a lot, and the twelfth rune can be added after a while." A hint of joy crossed Xizheng's face.

The Wuyue Sect army killed people all the way to take their souls, and the Xi family followed behind to eat and drink, and some souls were used by themselves, and other forces were also doing the same thing.

The Witch Moon God turned a blind eye to this and ignored it.

These days, the Xi family has relied on these yin souls to refine a lot of yin attribute magic weapons, and their strength has unconsciously increased a lot.

At this moment, a white light flashed from outside, hanging in front of him, and the light faded away, turning into a transmission note.

Xi Zheng took the transmission note, his divine sense did not enter it, and a trace of strange color flashed on his face.

He raised his robe, put away the ghost king's flag, stood up and flew directly outside.

……

Somewhere in the army of the Wuyue Sect, there was a palace about the size of an acre and more than ten zhang high, exuding a trace of black gas, and its appearance looked like a black giant turtle with its head shrunk and curled up.

Around the palace, hundreds of Wuyue Sect monks were stationed, surrounding the entire palace and strictly forbidding any outsiders to approach.

There was also a smaller gray palace suspended near the black palace, and there were also Wuyue monks guarding the temple.

A faint light flew from a distance and landed at the door of the gray palace, revealing the figure of Xizheng.

He ignored the monks around him and walked straight into the hall.

In the center of the gray palace was a circular stone table, with five stone chairs, and there were already two figures sitting here, it was the Evil Eye Venerable and Ni Mu.

"The two of you came early, there is still some distance from the Spirit Rune Sect here, and I don't know why the Nine Yin Venerable suddenly called me to come here?" Xi Zheng sat down on a stone chair, and even a slender maid brought a steaming spiritual tea.

"I don't know, could it be that something happened to the Spirit Rune Sect?" Ni Mu said.

As he spoke, the exposed skin on his arms and neck faintly appeared with uncertain gold streaks.

"The Heavenly Puppet Venerable has refined the Soul Washing Pill? Looking at your appearance, you should have completely integrated with the natal puppet, which is really gratifying. Xi Zheng looked at Ni Mu and said with his hand in his voice, his tone full of envy.

Ni Mu retrieved the immortal immortal fruit from the Three Immortal Islands, refined it into an immortal elixir, and dedicated it to the Wu Moon God some time ago, and the Wu Moon God was very satisfied and gave a soul gargle pill as a reward.

The Soul Rinse Pill is a Qi Dan refined by the Wu Moon God, which has the effect of refining soul power and refining the soul, even if it is not a soul cultivation, it has great benefits after taking it.

"It's all thanks to the Witch Moon God." Ni Mu said.

The Evil Eye Venerable sat next to him, drinking tea quietly, not participating in the conversation between the two.

Suddenly, his pupils shrank.

On the empty stone chair next to him, I don't know when there was an additional figure wearing a purple robe and a candle dragon mask on his face, it was the Nine Yin Venerable.

Xi Zheng and Ni Mu also discovered the figure of the Nine Yin Venerable at this moment, their faces also changed slightly, and they got up and saluted: "Nine Yin Venerable." ”

"The three of you have been waiting for a long time, so sit down." The Nine Yin Venerable spoke.

"Venerable Nine Yin summoned me and others here, I don't know what happened? By the way, why don't you see the Venerable Self? The Evil Eye Venerable sat down and asked.

"There is something going on in the Spirit Rune Sect, it may be that I learned about the movement of my Wuyue Sect army, the people of the Spirit Rune Sect abandoned the mountain gate and fled to the Great Jin, I let the Venerable of Freedom lead the team to chase after it." The Nine Yin Venerable explained.

Hearing this, Xi Zheng, Ni Mu, and Evil Eye Venerable were not surprised.

The Spirit Rune Sect would definitely not be able to resist the army of the Wuyue Sect, and it was reasonable for the sect to abandon and flee.

"Don't worry about him, I just received news that the army of the Cloud Desolate Alliance has entered the territory of Zhao State, and it will meet us in a few days, and I have specially summoned a few people to come here to discuss the strategy of resisting the enemy." Nine Yin Venerable said.

Xizheng, Ni Mu, and the Evil Eye Venerable heard this, and sat up straight slightly.

Is this big war finally about to officially begin......

"I wonder if Lord Wu Yueshen has any instructions?" The Evil Eye Venerable asked tentatively.

Although several of the people present were Venerables, it was difficult for the other Venerables to see the Witch Moon God on weekdays, and whatever instructions the Witch Moon God had, they were generally conveyed directly through the Nine Yin Venerable.

"Lord Wu Yueshen is still in retreat." The Nine Yin Venerable said slowly.

The Evil Eye Venerable's face moved slightly, and he didn't say anything more.

"Here's the latest news coming back, so take a look." The Nine Yin Venerable raised his hand, and the three jade slips fell in front of Ni Mu, Xi Zheng, and the Evil Eye Venerable.

The three of them glanced at each other, picked up the jade slips one after another, and submerged their divine senses into it.

The jade slip recorded the number of monks sent by the Cloud Desolation Alliance this time, the sects, and which masters there were, which was quite detailed.

"The big war is coming, you don't have to scruple about it, you can say whatever you think." The Nine Yin Venerable's gaze swept over the three of them and said in his mouth.

(End of chapter)