In the eyes of the people who were looking out the window in the lobby, the three holy envoys of the Holy Pavilion fell from the picture scroll, but only one was left in a moment, and Qu Youyuan stood in front of him, like an unclimbable mountain.

Perhaps that Holy Envoy's cultivation was much higher than Qu Youyuan's, but it was definitely not as strong as Qu Youyuan's aura.

Some of the young and vigorous disciples of Momei Villa crowded around the windows on both sides of the gate, excitedly ready to watch their four gentlemen show off their skills.

The Northern Cultivator didn't squeeze it, but quietly spread the Heavenly Dao, wanting to try to find out the location of the other two holy envoys.

With his cultivation, he couldn't feel the changes in the previous Great Array of Momei Villa at all, so the more he wanted to know about the preparation of Momei Villa against the Holy Pavilion Holy Envoy.

The Heavenly Humanity was about to touch the edge of the formation guarding the lobby, and the Northern Meditation Cultivator's mind moved slightly, and he lightly touched the formation, hoping to get the permission of the large array.

The Great Array wouldn't answer him, but it didn't stop the flow of spiritual power under the guidance of Heavenly Humanity.

Bei Mingxiu expressed his gratitude in his heart, and then controlled the Heavenly Dao to spread the spiritual power, and soon found Kong Yang's shadow in the Momei Villa.

Kong Yang was by the ink pool, looking across the water from Yan Cheng.

The powerful spiritual power stirred up the ink pool boiling and surging, and the stone tablet beside the pool was also trembling, as if it might shatter at any time, and the spiritual power of the Northern Darkness Cultivation was directly torn apart.

If he had previously probed with his Origin Spiritual Power, he would have been severely injured at this time.

Fortunately, it was only that place that was more dangerous, and Tianren quickly explored Momei Villa roughly.

Taking back the Heavenly Humanity, Bei Ming Xiu took a deep breath, and a question emerged in his heart.

He was sure that the Suzaku Envoy's aura was not in the Momei Villa, so where would he be?

......

Back Mountain.

Meng Huanya looked at the long dress that was polluted by the mud, and her face was extremely ugly.

As far as the eye can see, there are green trees all around, and there is no shadow of anyone at all.

Although she was in a bad mood, her inner reason told her that the great array of Momei Villa had forcibly pressed her here, so there must be some preparations here.

She took a light step forward, and before she could step on it, a mysterious spiritual power fluctuation came.

Meng Huanya glanced down at the strokes hidden in the fallen leaves, sneered, and stepped on it.

With a muffled sound, a crack appeared in the ground in an instant, and the fallen leaves scattered in all directions, but they were stopped by a red golden ring of fire, whether it was the leaf petiole or the ink on it, it was burned all in the flames.

Meng Huanya raised her head and walked among the trees, her steps brisk and swift.

At her fingertips, a little red golden flame swayed in the wind, and she casually shot out in all directions.

Wherever the flames went, everything burned, and ink faintly appeared in the embers.

The ink array was constantly triggered, and then it was crushed by Meng Huanya in the most casual and domineering posture, and under the sun, the red-gold flame was extremely dazzling, as if it could illuminate everything.

A hint of boredom appeared on Meng Huanya's face.

"Will you only use these shady means to delay time?"

The phantom of the Vermilion Bird appeared again, and the flapping of its wings was an infinite wave of fire, and the nearby flowers and trees were burned in an instant.

Ink arrays continue to appear, then explode and dissipate.

Meng Huanya proudly looked at the picture of countless spiritual inks exploding in the air, and felt so happy.

Suddenly, her smile froze, she clenched her silver teeth, and said coldly, "I see." ”

There was a dazzling black constantly coming out of the red-gold flames in the sky.

Those are spiritual inks.

The spirit ink that was forced out by the flames before, but I don't know when it was connected to each other.

They cover the entire back mountain, and even the sunlight can't fully penetrate it.

In the vast black mist, there seemed to be a pen writing something, and countless invisible lines appeared in the air, firmly locking the Suzaku Phantom.

Meng Huanya felt a wave of disgust in her heart, which was the discomfort caused by the blocking of the bridge connecting heaven and earth.

"Locking Spirit Array......" she looked up at the ink in the air and said coldly, "It seems that I underestimated you." ”

The Soul Locking Array is a very subtle formation in the ink array of Momei Villa. One eight

Its effect is only to isolate the spiritual power in the formation from the outside world, which is of no use to mortals at all, but for immortals, they cannot continuously draw spiritual power between heaven and earth in the formation, which is to forcibly make them repeat the mortal dust.

Ning Zhurong's previous fall in Liyang City was largely due to the fact that the Locking Spirit Array limited his strength. Although Meng Huanya has always been at odds with Ning Zhurong, she is still a little sad about his death, and naturally she has learned his lesson.

She wanted to use the Tianyang Spirit Flame to directly destroy all the ink arrays in the vicinity, in that case, even if the Momei Villa arranged the Soul Locking Array, it would not be able to play any role at all.

But the entire back mountain is an ink array, and if you are in the array, even if you burn everything in the array, how can you break it?

The spirit ink that remained under her burning instead became the key strokes of the Locking Spirit Array, and to some extent, it was she who created the Locking Spirit Array that trapped her.

Thinking of this, Meng Huanya's mood was even worse, and she drove the Vermilion Bird Seal to try to forcibly break through the shackles of the Locking Spirit Array.

"If I were you, I wouldn't be so impulsive. ”

Bright laughter came from all directions.

Meng Huanya sneered: "I actually only let you, a guy who has just reached the ninth order, come, I am really underestimated." ”

Having said that, she didn't continue to urge Suzaku to engrave it.

With her perceptual ability, she knew very well that this large array that enveloped the entire back mountain could not be as simple as the Locking Spirit Array.

The Vermilion Bird Phantom returned to the engraving, and Meng Huan Aya's body was surrounded by red gold flames, fixing his gaze in a corner, and said coldly: "Come out." ”

Mingdao's figure appeared there, his expression relaxed and comfortable.

Meng Huan Aya snorted coldly, his jade hand was raised lightly, and several fire whips roared towards the Ming Dao.

Even if she was suppressed by the Soul Locking Array, she was still an immortal who was beyond the mundane, and her total spiritual power was far higher than that of the Ming Dao, which could break through the ninth order.

So she couldn't understand how Ming Dao could have the courage to fight her.

Ming Dao couldn't understand how Meng Huanya could attack him so directly, regardless of whether there would be a trap.

He didn't care about this, his fingers swiped on the spirit ink mass beside him, and a pitch-black ink sword was already in his hand.

The ink sword landed on a flaming whip and burst open.

Ming Dao didn't squint, the fingers of his left hand were slightly curved, and dozens of ink swords fell from the sky, smashing the fire whip.

He turned, grasped the hilt of his sword, and slashed at the flaming whips behind him.

The remnants of ink that had been blasted by the fire whip before seemed to be inspired at this moment, and with the dozens of ink swords newly summoned by Ming Dao, they fell like a torrential downpour.

The ink shattered, and the fire was extinguished.

Ming Dao gently wiped the sweat from his face.

It's not tiredness, it's nervousness.

This was the first time he had really faced an immortal-level powerhouse.

Meng Huanya's expression was slightly different, and when she noticed the faint aura around him, she returned to normal, and sneered: "Your senior brothers and sisters really love you, since they have lent you all the power of the Protector Array." ”

Ming Dao smiled when he heard this: "Good eyesight." ”

Meng Huanya sneered, and was about to drive the Vermilion Bird to engrave it.

A melodious piano sound was heard in the distance.

A wonderful rune came with the wind, and its power was not very powerful, but for some reason, the light of the Suzaku seal actually began to dim.

The connection with the Vermilion Bird Seal was disturbed, and Meng Huanya glanced indifferently at the mountain forest, and sneered: "Interesting. ”

"But with the two of you, you can't keep me. ”

Ming Dao shook his finger and corrected: "It's not up to you to decide whether you can keep it or not." ”

Meng Huanya sneered: "So what, even if the layout of your villa is aimed at me, you are still not my opponent." ”

"Mr. Ming Qi, Mr. Wei Ba, your strength is not ranked in the top ten in the human world at all, what can you use to fight against me?" she looked at everything around her with contempt, and did not hide her disdain for them at all, "Moreover, Qu Youyuan is so stupid that he handed over the power of Momei Villa to you, then they have only one way to die." ”

Ming Dao smiled and said, "I believe in Senior Brothers, and they also believe in us." ”

An ink sword appeared in his hand again, and with the stirring melody of the piano music behind him, the momentum continued to rise.

"So if we can't keep you, we'll be scolded to death by the fourth senior brother. ”