Chapter Twenty-Nine: A Finger Shakes the Earth

A moment of eternity.

Han Ling was above an endless white cloud.

"Brother Han Ling, where is this?" Xuan'er said loudly, and it was this voice that made Han Ling find out that Xuan'er had also appeared here with him.

"I don't know if it's like that, I just felt warm all over my body, are you too?" Han Ling retracted his surprise, he had encountered too many strange things in this ruins, this kind of situation was excellent, and everything around him was not like a dangerous situation.

Xuan'er nodded after listening to Han Ling's words, thinking to herself, could it be because of the relationship between the love of the Holy Moon that the two of them came here?

When the two were puzzled, a wave appeared in the two figures, and then condensed into a figure.

"Yansa senior!?" Han Ling exclaimed.

"Yansa!?" Xuan'er was also surprised, she naturally remembered the Yansa Castle.

"You don't have to. Yan Sa smiled: "But I really didn't expect that you would be considered a descendant of my Yan clan." ”

"Descendants of the Yan clan?"

"Haluha, do you have the love of the Holy Moon in you?" Yan Sa still had that look, and the reason why he was able to feel the love of the Holy Moon was because he combed the flow of the netherworld power of the two of them, so that they were no longer suppressed by the netherworld qi of the altar, and this combing shocked Yansa.

If the Holy Moon Love alone was not enough for Yan Sa to make such a judgment, but the blood flowing in Han Ling's body was too special, but Yan Sa didn't plan to tell Han Ling about it.

"When you know the story of the love of the Holy Moon, you will naturally understand, but this time my Yan clan may be in a catastrophe...... Since you are descendants, then my Yan Clan's mastery can't be lost. Looking at the somewhat sluggish expressions of the two, Yansa spoke again.

Hearing this, the two of them were stunned, is this pie in the sky?

"Of course, you can choose not to practice this martial art, after all, the conditions of this dark art are a bit harsh. Yansa's expression gradually became serious.

"I don't know what kind of magic it is. ”

"This dark art is called Eight Fingers Qiankun, it is an incomparably powerful fingering dark art, it is divided into six layers in total, but it has two volumes of yin and yang, which is why the two of you will appear here. ”

"So you need me and Xuan'er to cultivate together. ”

"Yes, but the important thing is that both the Yin and Yang volumes only have the first three fingers of cultivation, and you can only cultivate the first three fingers. The last three fingers are four fingers, six fingers and eight fingers, which requires you to have enough tacit understanding to be able to practice the last three fingers, as for the successful performance of that is a later story. Not only that, but Yang Scroll can only be cultivated with the left hand, while Yin Scroll can only use the right hand. By the way, don't expect too much from the power of the first three fingers, of course, the second finger after the spelling may be a little different, and you will know when you try it. ”

"So, do you want to start now?"

"Now, but ...... on the altar"

"Don't worry, as long as my soul is not gone, you will always be able to be in this eternal space. Of course, in the current situation, in half a year, the wolf cavalry that is eyeing you should come to you and kill you. ”

"So what to do, with our strength we will not be his opponent. ”

"So, you two have to practice the first finger here, and finish the finger spelling, and then use the finger spelling to practice the second finger, otherwise, even if you leave here, you will die. How about it, do you want to give it a try?"

"I really had to try. Then try it, you say, Xuan'er. Han Ling said with a smile, as if he was not nervous because of the time problem.

"Hmm. ”

The ruins of the Yan tribe, south of Yantian City, at the central altar.

Han Ling and Xuan'er stood in place a little stunned, but there was a strange light circulating on the two of them, and that light finally converged towards their fingertips.

Yan Mu on the side was a little anxious, and the six Holy Beast Empires that came from afar were getting closer and closer. Yan Mu could tell that three of them were rushing towards this side, while the other three were clearly targeting the fiery red halo in the center.

In the altar, the Netherworld Qi became a little violent, but the coercion did not completely dissipate, which made the speed of the six people of the Holy Beast Empire drop sharply after entering it. Seeing this, Yan Mu immediately had a plan in his heart, but it was impossible to contain the six people for a long time.

He glanced at Han Ling and Xuan'er on the side, and then stepped forward and pulled out the longbow, and the power of the netherworld also gushed out at that moment.

High-level Underworld!

The Yanmu longbow is in the hand, full of bowstrings.

Woooo

The next moment, Yan Mu let go of his hand, and six fiery red arrows roared out, and the power of the Netherworld swirled and entwined outside. The faces of the six people who rushed over were also tense when they saw this, if it weren't for the suppression of the surrounding netherworld qi, maybe this arrow was nothing. But under such suppression, the operation of the Netherworld Power was blocked, and it was impossible to block these arrows without being affected.

Six shot at the six people very accurately, and it was nothing more than a hundred steps through the Yang, but Yanmu did not stop and pulled the bowstring again.

"Can't let him go on like this endlessly, Bone. One of the six spoke.

The beard bone only nodded when he heard it, and then jumped off the wolf.

And the six arrows also arrived in front of the six people at this time, and the six people immediately urged the power of the netherworld, swept out, and broke all the arrows that were shot. After stopping the arrow, the six of them realized the powerful power contained in the arrow.

However, before the six could take a few steps, six more arrows flew up.

The bearded wolf had already jumped out alone and rushed towards Yanmu. Since Yan Mu didn't expect the other party to release a wolf to interfere with him in the first two rounds, he only released six arrows in the second round. And with the speed of the war wolf, Yan Mu had enough time left for him to shoot another round of arrows at most, and then the war wolf would entangle him, and without the interference of the arrows, within ten seconds, the people of the Holy Beast Empire would be able to contact the fiery red halo.

There is nothing to be done, unless Yan Mu can quickly deal with the wolf warrior, but even so, it is not enough to completely destroy the other party's plan, he can't help but look back at the two who are still stunned, although their strength is only the Hades class, but Yan Mu has a way to increase the power of their attacks in this altar, after all, this surging Netherworld Qi is of great help to Yan Mu.

"Damn. Yanmu gritted his teeth and pulled the bowstring, and this time, it was fourteen.

Shout!

The arrows shot at the same time, breaking through the air with a sharp sound.

And this time, the six figures completely stopped, and only the wolf warrior maintained a trace of speed, but it was much slower than before.

Yan Mu gasped for breath, the fourteen arrows shot at the same time almost drained the Netherworld Power in his body, if it weren't for the Netherworld Qi in this altar that could be quickly replenished, Yanmu would not be able to stand up straight at this moment. But it was impossible to shoot fourteen more arrows.

"Hoo ......"

After a few moments, Yanmu pulled the bowstring again. This action shocked the six people, Fang Cai's two arrows had already made them resist with all their strength, and they didn't know the potential of the Dao Yanmu, if there were three arrows shot at everyone this time, then they had to dodge.

"One?" At the end, the six people were also stunned when they saw an arrow shot at them.

"It seems that his Netherworld Power is not enough to support the consumption of fourteen, so before he recovers, take the holy relic quickly!"

Just as all this was happening, the sound of conversation sounded in the altar, and it didn't attract the attention of the six people at all, but for Yan Mu, this voice was a savior.

"We seem to be neglected. Han Ling said.

"We've been here for more than five months, and it stands to reason that the wolf cavalry should be almost there. Xuan'er looked not far away.

"You two come and help, stop them. Yan Mu said anxiously.

Han Ling simply nodded, and then sank down, and the netherworld power in his body quickly surged to his fingertips.

On Han Ling's fingertips, a shallow dark pattern wrapped around his index finger, intricately intertwined. The power of the netherworld surged, and as the pattern on the index finger began to flow, the entire finger was enveloped in a moment. The netherworld power that wrapped around his finger suddenly contracted and clinged to his finger, Han Ling's finger looked as if it was petrified at this time, but even his fingerprints could be clearly recognized.

Yan Mu's eyes couldn't help but shrink, he couldn't believe it, could these two people have the highest level of Yan Clan's dark arts!? But then, the changes in the fingers of the two confirmed his conjecture.

On Han Ling's gray index finger, another circle of dark patterns appeared, and this circle of dark patterns thought that there were more lines on the whole than before, and some places had disappeared. After the netherworld power flowed along this nether pattern, it did not shrink as before, but stayed on the index finger, forming an air flow that swirled around.

At this time, the third circle of netherworld patterns appeared, and this circle of netherworld patterns was condensed on the fingertips, and after that, there was no change, but the netherworld fluctuations that emanated made the purple voice in the sky tighten. But at this time, with Yansa's restraint on him, it was impossible for him to interrupt the casting of the two.

Burst!

After the last moment, two light sounds came, and above the index fingers of the two people, the swirling air flow converged towards the dark pattern on the fingertips, and the next moment a rainbow of light rushed out from the fingertips, the rainbow was only as thick as a finger, but the damage was enough to seriously injure a high-level underworld, and such an attack was only cast by a nether.

Six fingers, one finger shakes the ground!.

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