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Uncle Xia still doesn't have any courtesy, of course, whoever is opened by someone, almost even hit out his brains, and it is difficult to leave his son behind, Su Tong is not familiar with him, but the identity of the swordsman, he really doesn't know, a little hesitation, Xia Shuqi is already impatient:

"But the surname Yu?"

"Yu?"

Su Tong hadn't heard of any well-known swordsman surnamed Yu in recent years, so he could only shake his head, and Xia Shuqi unconsciously touched the wound on his head: "Not surnamed Yu, why do you feel so similar?"

Su Tong couldn't help laughing, and was about to say goodbye, when a bell hanging from his waist suddenly rang, and at the same time, Xia Shuqi also had a witchcraft sense, and the two looked at each other, and they all sighed:

"The Bird is here!"

Of course, it wasn't that the Easy Bird really came, the bird was still thousands of miles away, but it was an outpost sent by Yinshan in the distance, warning in advance with a special method, asking the people here to prepare.

This period was two hours ahead of schedule. Of course, no one would have decided that the Bird would come according to the plan, so it was not too surprising, but there was no time left for delay, at that moment, Uncle Xia returned to the camp, and Su Tong rushed to his position near the tripnet.

Fleeing three miles away, as soon as he turned around, he saw that the wonderful scene of the manifestation of psychic magic had been annihilated together, leaving only layers of smoke, like a rough sea.

In the "sea", someone seemed to whisper, in a language he could not understand, but it could also be considered a meaningless humming.

But when he seriously experienced this voice, Su Tong felt that this was like a teacher's lecture that he occasionally heard back then, and the master painted a moving picture with his mysterious words, as if the fairy palace realm was in front of him, but he really wanted to climb up, but he had no grip at all, which was really sad.

"It's all bluffing!"

Su Tong sneered, released the Yin Soul Clone, formed a black smoke outside his body, and took him to the predetermined position, and then held his breath and calmed down.

The host of the tripping net near the ground is Xia Boyang as the positive, supplemented by Mr. Gai Da of the Yinshan faction, but in fact, Mr. Gai Da is the only immortal real person who participates in the "Hunting Birds" plan, and he is also a first-class figure in the Yinshan faction.

At this time, the gentleman also knew the thoughts of the participating monks, and appeared in the center of the tripwire in a grand manner, and the spiritual light outside his body rose, and there were many dark shadows, which actually depicted a stretch of mountains, and its momentum was clear, and most of the ghosts flying on it were ghostly and ghostly, as if there were a hundred ghosts walking at night.

This is the Yinshan faction of a very superior Taoist magic power, the name is "Wan Shi Mound", with the meaning of the real person Yuan Ling into the mountain, with the mountain as the tomb, with the tomb to store yin, to form a million ghost soldiers, the upper and lower laws and disciplines are strict, there are princes, generals, military schools, etc., there are formation mysteries, a few of them, more life and wisdom, old scheming, can not be regarded as ordinary ghosts.

The most amazing person is the person who cultivates this method to a certain realm, and can use the secret method to make the method of his cultivation "move the mound and inherit the system", and pass it on to another monk who practices the same method, so that the inheritance of several generations can make the "Eternal Mound" become a mountain of soil and reach an incredible height, although it does not have any special help to ask for immortality, but it is also the superior method of killing and winning, and the name of "Eternal Life" is not groundless nonsense.

Mr. Gai Da's cultivation of the "Wanshi Mound" is one of the "double bi" that has been passed down since the opening of the mountain gate of the Yinshan faction, after nearly ten eons and more than 30 generations, although there are many twists and turns, but the accumulation of several eons has also reached an amazing journey.

It is precisely because of this that it has somewhat created a situation of "the guest is strong and the host is weak", which has made it difficult for him to go further for many years, but this tempering has also made his Dao heart tenacious, and extraordinary foreign objects can be shaken.

He stood there, although the mound behind him only manifested a virtual shadow, but reflecting his state of mind, it was really like a lofty mountain, towering, and more than a hundred monks with different moods here had settled down one by one.

What is also a little troublesome is that like Su Tong, monks who cultivate evil things such as yin spirits, evil ghosts, and resentful spirits all feel that the spiritual objects they have collected and sacrificed have been a little disobedient to the call after the appearance of the "Ten Thousand Mounds", and they are eager to move, with the intention of moths fighting fires.

This is the lower yin thing, in the natural law, the fear of the "eternal mound" and other Taoist powers, and the yearning.

Fortunately, Mr. Gaida also noticed this, made a slight adjustment, and the last bit of commotion stopped, and people entered the state one after another.

The same is true of Sutong, under full concentration, time flies, and those disturbing incantations are almost nothing, but it is certain that it still works, because at one moment, people heard an amazing wind.

Living in the Northern Wilderness for many years, Sutong once saw the black storm that raged on the earth, blowing the house-sized boulder in the air, and tearing it apart by the flying sand and gravel.

However, in recent years, the environment of the Northern Wilderness has changed dramatically, the black storm has stopped, the sand and gravel have landed, only the clouds are pouring, and there is a dead silence, which is too quiet.

But at this time, his ears were filled with a strong wind, which may not be as good as the Northern Wilderness, but the wind clearly carries the heat of living beings, and it continues to heat up.

One is like a warm spring, the second is like a hot summer, and the third is like a furnace, and when it comes to four, five, or six times, few people dare to feel it with their physical bodies, and they can only release the true evil body, watching the earth around them crack, and the distorted air even burns directly, and soon it becomes a sea of fire.

The Birds are coming, or more precisely, the flocks of the Birds are coming.

According to the outpost of the Yinshan faction, the number of this wave of migrating birds is between four and six, in fact, the birds are close to the cold, but because the speed is too amazing, the wings contain the power of wind and fire, that is, when the ground slows down, the high heat brought by it is enough to melt the gold.

In this case, the monks can't preset the formation to block, otherwise they will be exposed, and it will be very hard to fight one by one at this time. There are even more unlucky ones, which were directly invaded by the power of wind and fire, and burned in a blink of an eye.

There was such an unlucky guy by Su Tong's side, and the incinerated black ash even scraped into his face, and he snorted secretly, put his body on the surface, and struggled to support himself in a simple bunker.

But it didn't take long for him to feel that the spell sound swimming in the void, at some point, was high-pitched and majestic, permeating the mist, but in the blink of an eye, it became low and dull again, like a wisp. It gives people the feeling that they are like a storyteller, telling stories to the most exciting, and their voices are suddenly slurred, and people can't help but stretch out their heads, turn their ears sideways, and listen carefully.

Then the bird descended.

Su Tong didn't see the heroic posture of the divine bird, he only felt the vibration that had been agreed upon, and with a bang, he used his fist to sink the still hot soil layer, and touched the formation node that had been buried, and the next moment, more than 100 monks who were good at the art of soul and mind, under the dominance of the formation, radiated the purest technique of attacking the soul at the same time.

The swiftness of the bird is incomparable, and it is forbidden to bear its pressure, and its physical body is strong, and it is conceivable that its feathers are as strong as iron and stone, and they are invulnerable to swords, guns, water and fire, and are in no way inferior to the true form of the Dharma body that has achieved cultivation. It is difficult to succeed in a hurry by directly attacking its physical body, so for many years, the monk has used the technique of attacking the divine soul.

The so-called "tripping net", that is, with the technique of psychic, with hundreds of monks who are proficient in the art of soul and mind, are divided into three zones: near the earth, the Gangfeng belt, and the blue falling heaven, forming a trap that interferes with perception and binds the soul.

At this time, the trap was launched, and the void world within a radius of twenty miles "hummed" with a low sound, and the invisible shock wave filled every corner, and the counterattack force of the formation alone made more than 100 people splash blood from their mouths and noses at the same time, and they were drowsy and did not know the east, west, north and south. And under the calculation of Xia Boyang and Mr. Gai Da, the flock of free birds landed right on the center point of the combined attack, and the killing power specially aimed at the divine soul exploded, causing the two free birds to lose their balance on the spot.

Although the birds do not all rely on their wings to fly, but once they come, it is difficult to control after all, and the two huge bodies of the four hundred feet long and like a hill collide together, and the speed inevitably stagnates, which can be regarded as a good start for this hunting operation.

"Positioning!"

Mr. Gaida let out a deep sigh, six free birds, if you want to capture them completely, it is simply wishful thinking, you can only have one or two targets at a time, and any more will be scattered.

Not far away, Xia Boyang personally took action, and knocked down the two signs when the speed of the two divine birds was stagnant, and at this moment, the flock of birds who realized that this was a trap let out an angry hiss.

The sound of the bird is low and hoarse, the sound is like rolling on the bottom of the sea at a depth of ten thousand feet, and there is no special magic power in itself, but these birds with huge bodies are really gods between the heavens and the earth, only more than ten zhang away from the ground, and they are forced to fold and rise, and the chaotic wind is like a sharp blade, and it is the skin that opens the flesh, most of them are so pressed by the terrible wind that they can't raise their heads, and they can't see anything, only a few people, trying to open their eyes, but only see the distorted black light, almost beyond the limit of their eyesight.

In this case, only Mr. Gaida stood firmly, and his expression did not change, only the "Wan Shi Mound" behind his head released a green light, rolled in the air, turned into a long-sleeved fluttering ghost, holding a long flag, facing the air, the gray mist was like a blizzard, blowing away, before that, the surrounding void has undergone subtle changes.

The black light formed by the high-speed turning of the freebird flock stretched and twisted inexplicably, and the speed seemed to slow down, Xia Boyang squinted at it, and even felt that he could organize another attack on the divine soul.

He did give the order, but before the strength of the more than a hundred monks could gather, the flock of free birds had already rushed into the air twenty miles in the air and was out of the range of the formation.

"Oops, alas. ”

"It's a pity, if Jiuquan is here, it won't come here. ”

As he spoke, Mr. Gaida was already in shape and pursued him.

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