No one expected that the black-robed man would suddenly run away.

Even Zhang Biao was a little surprised.

This demon blood puppet, although he looks terrifying, but his breath is only a foundation, and he has never seen any weird things in the demon path, how can he run away from the wind?

It was strange in his heart, but Zhang Biao's movements were not slow.

Boom!

Mo Wen's knife roared out with the sound of a dragon's groan.

In mid-air, he felt a force blocking him.

I saw that the frost on the ground spread, and dense footprints appeared, but it was after the other party released the "moment" ghost break.

Zhang Biao's four eyes flashed red on his mask.

The thing in front of it is terrifying because it is formless and shadowless, forming a small field, and ordinary monks' spells will be restrained and have no ability to deal with it.

And Zhang Biao naturally has a way.

The Liuren technique of staggering a vein can see the "moment" light, and through the face, he can see that thing clearly.

It was a hazy black glow with several ghosts in it.

This thing can hide in the dark, and can travel through space, silently sneaking in.

And with the blessing of "moment", the spatial characteristics have become strange, and these ghosts have also become covered in blood, flickering, making the black fog space appear dense like a fishing net.

Everything that is enveloped will be cut.

And whenever the ghost stays, it will leave bloody footprints.

To put it bluntly, this is a kind of ingenious alchemy, with the help of "moments" and the power of powerful ghosts, to make a broken space.

And its area is not large, and the speed is also very slow.

Seeing that the Mo Wen knife was about to collide, Zhang Biao stretched out his hand, and with the sound of clanging, the Mo Wen knife suddenly turned into fragments, scattered into two strands, and instantly bypassed the object and rushed into the passage.

The man in black in front of him felt that the murderous intent behind him was blazing, and with a scream, he threw another object.

But it was a black handkerchief, dripping with black water.

The handkerchief swelled in the wind and spread out instantly, blocking the entire passage, and there were asphalt-like mucus ripples on it.

Woohoo!

The fragments of the Mo Wen knife roared in with thunder and fire, but they turned around inexplicably and shot out from inside.

It's another magic weapon with a "moment"!

Zhang Biao has already seen it, and it is not surprising.

The Five Turbidity and Ten Demon Dao, each with its own mystical techniques, such as the delusion of the law to teach demon cultivation, is good at cultivating "moments", and divides them, making many powerful disposable magic weapons.

Sure enough, this handkerchief just twisted the blow of Mo Wen's knife, and it was unbearable, and it exploded violently, and the wind scattered.

And the man in black took advantage of this opportunity to turn into a cloud of black smoke and rush into the depths of the passage and disappear......

Zhang Biao didn't care about it, stretched out his hand and waved, and Mo Wen knife roared back, regrouped, and put the knife into the sheath.

The strange bloody footprints are getting closer and closer.

This thing is not a one-time magic weapon taught by the False Method, but a specially refined ghost god, which has reached the Xuan level, so those Yanjia Sect monks have no power to resist.

But to deal with this thing, Zhang Biao naturally has a way.

Fang Xiangzong staggered a vein, then specialized in the study of restraint of this thing, called "wrong breaking eclipse moment", there are six techniques, breaking the light, doom, witchcraft, four basic techniques.

The Six Techniques were to check the "moment" light, which he had used before.

The light-breaking technique is to temporarily stagnate the "moment" and deprive it. The art of doom is to hold sacrifices, using the power of heaven and earth to restore the distorted "moment" to normal and eliminate disasters.

As for witchcraft, it is a bit like teaching magic and magic, and you can use the "moment" to arrange the magic circle and refine the weapon.

The growth of the Divine Domain of Youyun City is inseparable from the "moment", and Zhang Biao will naturally not miss this thing when it is sent to the door.

He spread out his palm, and a lot of powder had appeared in it.

This is a spell material made of cave powder mixed with a special stone powder, which is specially used to perform the light breaking technique.

Call~

As he recited the magic trick and blew it out, the "moment" ghost suddenly appeared, appeared in front of several people, and flickered all over, unable to move, and those divided spatial grids naturally slowly disappeared.

Zhang Biao stretched out his hand, and several yin spells roared out, and the black lines hidden in it spread all over his body, dissipating instantly.

The ghost disappears, and this small group of "moments" also appears.

Zhang Biao's spiritual eye moved, and he looked at it.

When he saw his roots clearly, his eyes immediately became gloomy.

This thing is cultivated and refined in vain, and the power of "moment" is to make the space stagnate, and the power is shown with the help of ghosts.

It is extremely terrifying for ordinary monks, but in the face of masters, or those who have restraint spells, it is useless, it is better to be absorbed by the core of the Hidden City and strengthen the power of the Divine Domain.

However, as mentioned above, its latest owner is an old acquaintance, the warlock Bai Yan!

It turned out to be this guy.

No wonder he ran away when he saw himself, it should be Fang Xiang's face and ghost cloak that exposed the details.

The other party is also cultivating rapidly, and he has already built a foundation, and it looks like the heavenly man who died in the Yanjia Sect, and the spiritual root was stolen by him.

He still remembered that Qin Jinyun, a disciple of Faxiangzong, had said that something happened to Yanjia Sect when it passed through the Lechuan River, and only two of them returned smoothly and disappeared mysteriously.

It seems that Bai Yan has blended in and infiltrated the chessboard world.

This kid is insidious and cunning, and when he learns the news of his coming, he will definitely do something...

Zhang Biao thoughtfully, stretched out his hand, and sucked the "moment" into the secluded city with a dream, and then said in a deep voice: "We have been discovered, it is not appropriate to stay here for a long time, let's leave first." ”

"Yes, Venerable!"

Zhao Meng naturally didn't know the cause and effect, and when he saw that Zhang Biao easily killed that strange thing, and scared the demon cultivator to flee, he was already very respectful in his heart.

He hurriedly helped the unconscious Yuan Huai'an, and quickly disappeared as Zhang Biao entered the passage.

Not long after the few people left, more than a dozen figures appeared in the passage, and Bai Yan was among them.

Some were dressed in black robes, similar to Bai Yan's aura.

Some of them had iron blue and gloomy faces, and their bodies were covered with distorted black mist, and their grievances had condensed into substance, obviously black curse mountain demon cultivators.

"What about people?"

A Black Curse Mountain monk said coldly.

Bai Yan's "moment" ghost was killed, and he was also traumatized, his face was pale, and there was a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth.

Even so, he still had that fox-like smile, and said with regret on his face: "I should have escaped." ”

Another delusional Dharma Sect monk spoke: "Senior Brother Bai, is that person really a 'Xuanhuang' person? ”

Bai Yan nodded and said: "The arrangement of the Gu Yuan Realm was interrupted because of this person's obstruction, and it should be him." ”

"Should it be?"

The Black Curse Mountain Demon Cultivator sneered: "You people who are delusional in the Fa Sect, sure enough, are seriously suspicious and sick, and just guessing, they called us all here. ”

"Besides, even if it's a 'Xuanhuang' person, what about their rules, if they participate in this matter, they will live and die, and if they see it, they will be slaughtered, and it will be a waste of time."

The monk of the Delusion Sect who asked the question also smiled and replied, "You people from the Black Curse Mountain still have such a bad mouth. ”

"Senior Brother Bai did the right thing, what if 'Xuanhuang' decides to end up?"

"Be careful what you say!"

"The same goes for you..."

Seeing the two sides arguing, Bai Yan was silent.

He is a monk of the ancient Yuan realm, because of the benefits of doing things, he passed through the Lechuan River for nine deaths, and secretly killed people and seized treasures, and held rituals to make these fellow disciples come one by one.

I thought it would be smooth sailing from then on, but then there was boundless trouble.

These fellow disciples competed with each other for power and profit, and his credit was divided in a blink of an eye, leaving only the scraps to be cold.

And the Black Curse Mountain, which cooperates, is also uneasy, with extremely bad mouths and unscrupulous behavior.

According to his arrangement, he will only launch it when he has accumulated enough strength and occupy the Nine Tibetan City in one fell swoop.

And these Black Curse Mountain monks acted recklessly, directly making a big mess, allowing the plan to be launched in advance, so that it is not up to now.

But when he first arrived, he was soft-spoken, and his deeds were the lowest, and he didn't dare to say more.

He didn't speak, and the other Delusion Sect monks wouldn't be used to it, and they all sneered at the Black Curse Mountain monks.

After all, this time the plan was exposed because of them.

"Shut up!"

The monk led by Black Curse Mountain glanced at everyone coldly, "If we miss the big thing, all of us will die, just a little monk, kill it, and one by one will only talk nonsense!" ”

As he spoke, he glanced at the cabin, stretched out his hand, and something flew up out of thin air and fell into his hands.

It was the fragment of the broken golden jade robe.

He sneered: "This thing still has the breath of that person, wait for me to do it, and curse him to death!" ”

After that, with a wave of his hand, he took out a strange tripod from the storage vessel, which was pitch black, four legs below, but above it was a mountain and river watered with metal, which was very similar to the black curse mountain god ship that Zhang Biao saw.

He placed the shattered jade shard on it, sprinkled the powder, lit the brazier, waved the staff in his hand, and began to cast a spell.

This guy's tone is not small, and the spell is really powerful, as he recites the obscure incantation, the surrounding wind suddenly gusts, and at the same time, a sharp voice rings in everyone's ears.

The voice was very strange, as if countless people were cursing at the same time, saying all kinds of incomprehensible foul language, even if the target was not a delusional monk, it made them feel upset and disgusted.

On the other hand, the Black Curse Mountain Monk was unaffected, looking at them with disdain and ridicule in his eyes.

Bai Yan's face was expressionless, a little speechless.

Demon monks, it's almost impossible to unite.

Kill the people of the religion, and remove themselves, and all things are sacrifices.

The guy who steals the sky, even if he looks at it, has to be careful that his magic weapon is stolen.

The delusional law religion loves to pit people the most, the black curse mountain mouth is disgusted by everyone, and the brotherhood likes to plot behind the scenes...

It can be said that when each family encounters a group, they will not be soft.

But this time the two are united, it is really helpless, one is the order from above, and the other is that the two methods can indeed complement each other.

One infected, the other distorted, if properly coordinated, can quickly seize a large number of world origins, allowing both sides to grow.

Bai Yan didn't know what the plan was, but the alliance with the Black Curse Mountain really made him unhappy.

As the Black Spell Mountain monk recited the incantation, streams of black mist rose from the ding, turning into strange black talismans and distorted human faces, all concentrated on the jade tablets.

Bai Yan could feel that a force of evil spell broke through the air.

It didn't take long for the fragments of the golden jade robe to be pitch black, and then shattered with a click.

"Alright."

The Black Curse Mountain monk sneered, "But the little monk who has just built the foundation, I have cursed him to death!" ”

He's dead?

Bai Yan was a little stunned, and the corners of his eyes twitched slightly.

Tai Sui will die so easily?

He doesn't believe it at all!

(End of chapter)