The Ling Dao people who went against the current stopped and stopped along the way, and sometimes even simply sat down on the spot to rest for a while, looking like they were not in a hurry at all. After about half a cup of tea, Ling Dao climbed onto a slightly protruding stone pier next to the undercurrent.

The stone pier is not big, so it can only stand for one person. There is a small opening on the stone pier, just enough to accommodate the bamboo cane of the Ling Dao people.

"Click...... Click...... Click......"

The seemingly ordinary stone pier made a dull turning sound, and the fiery red array spread from the inside out, and finally converged on the stone wall on the side of Yuyuanze, forming a passable portal. It seems that this portal mechanism has been activated by Ling Daoren, and the black shadow that was hiding in the darkness and silently watching Ling Daoren's way couldn't hold back the excitement in his heart at this time, his body flickered, and inadvertently revealed the corner of the black daze.

At this moment, the flaw was captured by Ling Daoren through the induction of the fluctuations of spiritual power around him, and Ling Daoren, who was facing away from the black shadow, smiled at the corner of his mouth and entered the portal quietly.

After the black shadow watched Ling Daoren's figure enter, he was afraid that the portal would close and he would be isolated, so he hurriedly cast a spell and turned into a cloud of mist and galloped inside. When the mist passed, the fiery red portal closed abruptly. As soon as he landed and had not yet stood firm, the black shadow who was secretly glad that he had followed up in time sounded the joking voice of Ling Daoren.

"Who is the Taoist friend following the old man?"

The black shadow felt that there was no flaw, and his whereabouts had not been exposed, thinking that this must be a temptation by Ling Daoren. Moreover, he was concentrating and holding his breath, merging his spiritual power fluctuations with his surroundings, and it was impossible for this Ling Dao person to be unprepared for it.

"Daoist friends don't say a word, but they are a little tired along the way?

Ling Daoren saw that he was a little obsessed, so he made a bold move, and the wine gushing out of the green jade gourd filled this originally small space in the wind, and it turned into a dragon shape in a vast expanse, and roared in an instant.

Seeing that his traces were exposed, the black shadow also immediately decided not to hide anymore, and his breath rose sharply between his hands and his hands.

"Royal!"

Countless flying insects the size of fingernails flew out under the black cloud, buzzing in front of the water dragon and black shadow, like a blooming black lotus. Under the collision of the two phases, they dissolve each other. The insect corpses spilled all over the ground with the falling wine, and for a while, no one could help anyone.

"It turned out to be a witch cult to attract insects, who should the old man be? But no matter how many insects there are, can they still withstand the fire?"

Seeing that the water dragon's momentum was blocked by the insect swarm, Ling Daoren saw the way from the opponent's moves. He knew that there were many kinds of secret arts in the witch cult, and it was very difficult to deal with them, and the top priority at this time was to fight quickly to prevent long nights and dreams.

Ling Daoren held a staff in his right hand, pinched a spiritual trick in his left hand, and the cultivation of his own soul cultivation period all bloomed, and the whole person was wrapped in crimson flames. Even the surrounding stone walls could not withstand the scorching heat, and began to twist and melt, dripping on the liquor and emitting puffs of white smoke. It seems that Ling Daoren's control of spiritual power has reached the point of merging the spirit and transforming Qi.

Throughout the life of the cultivators, in addition to the difference in realm, the second is the control of spiritual power. And the subtlety of this control is divided into five realms: they are the spirit of the object, the body and the spirit are one, the spirit is the same, the spirit is the qi, the qi is channeled, and the heaven is immeasurable.

Starting from the monks in the contemplation period, they will be exposed to the use and control of spiritual power, and at the beginning there is a long and skilled process from the simple practice of the method of imperial objects to the spiritual control of all things. With the continuous improvement of cultivation, one's spiritual power will become more and more refined, and the control of spiritual power will become more and more proficient. When the body and spirit are one, the spiritual power will naturally attach to the body, forming a protective body, and even fly without the power of external objects. And Ling Daoren's externalization of his own fire attribute spiritual power into Qi, and the method of transforming into Qi is enough to show his exquisite control of his own spiritual power.

The lava is hot, so hot that you can't get your footing. The dense flying insects couldn't withstand this pressure at all, the formation was chaotic, and flapping their wings to escape could not avoid the fate of turning into green smoke. The smell of flying insects mixed with the aroma of the liquor is intertwined, and the taste is indescribably strange.

"Hurt me! Old man Ling, I, Mo Wuqu, are inseparable from you!"

The black-clothed guest obviously didn't expect that Ling Daoren would go all out as soon as he made a move, and the insect swarm that he had been raising for a long time would be buried in the hands of Ling Daoren in vain. His hands suddenly spread, and out of thin air, he sacrificed a bone flute carved from animal bones, and the whole person's body slid backwards like a ghost.

"Woo...... Woo...... Woo......"

The mournful flute sounded like a cry, and with the undulating sound of Mo Wuqu's chanting, it rained in this confined space. The sound of the flute gradually became urgent, even a little sharp and harsh, and Ling Daoren couldn't help frowning when he heard it, feeling a little upset.

At first, Ling Daoren didn't care about it, manipulating the lava to methodically chase Mo Wuqu, who kept dodging, trying to capture him alive to obtain information. But as the "rain" became heavier and heavier, Ling Dao saw some clues. These so-called raindrops are all tiny pupae, sown as far as the eye can see under the manipulation of Mo Wuqu's sound, not afraid of the burning of the flames at all, and even constantly absorbing the spiritual power of the Ling Dao people to nourish themselves. These pupae are constantly growing larger and wriggling, and they are about to burst out of the pupae.

"Old man Ling, my Gu array has ended, and in this array, you can be isolated from the spiritual power of heaven and earth, and it is difficult to exhale and gather qi. You've missed the opportunity, and struggling to keep it will only embarrass you even more. Offer the dragon soul jade as soon as possible, and let you have a way to live. ”

Mo Wuqu was obviously full of confidence in his Gu Array, and said with a look of victory in his hands.

"The witch cult is so famous, but it's just a clown who jumps off the beam in a corner of the country. This dragon soul jade is a heavy weapon, how can it be touched by you and other young people? The old man is going to ask for advice and ask you for advice on this Gu Array today, and see what is so clever!" Ling Daoren looked at Mo Wuqu's stinky face, and he couldn't help but laugh at each other.

"If you are so stubborn, then you will be offended!"

Mo Wuqu lifted the black robe of his left hand, revealing a withered, black, thin and bloodless arm, and the middle finger of his right index finger slashed on the inside of the arm, and the blood gushed out, dripping on the nearest insect chrysalis at his feet, and then continued to spread. The wriggling and swollen pupa turned red and shiny after eating Mo Wuqu's blood, and fell into a deathly silence.

"Poof!poof!"

The Gu worms in the pupa broke out one after another, and the first thing they did when they were born was to eat up their own pupae. The corresponding body shape is also visibly thick with the naked eye, and the two pairs of wings are covered with strange patterns, which are like a crying human face when fanned, which makes people can't stop disgusting.

This Gu worm doesn't know what it is refining, and it eats everything it eats, and it doesn't swallow anything. Even the spiritual power of the Ling Dao people and the hot lava on the ground could not escape the fate of being devoured. The Gu insect swarm was constantly surrounding Ling Dao Man in a black and oppressive manner, compressing his activity space, not giving him a moment to dodge and move at all.

"Old man Ling, can my children still be able to enter your magic eyes, if you figure it out, just say a word, hand over the Dragon Soul Jade, and we will say goodbye, otherwise the hundred-year Dao will be ruined, and it will be more than worth the loss!"

Mo Wuqu constantly disturbed Ling Daoren's mind, and now that the offensive and defensive reversal situation was reversed, he was of course very happy to see Ling Daoren's appearance of wagging his tail and begging for mercy.

Ling Daoren kept silent, concentrating on cracking the difficult Gu worm in front of him, and even the temptations had little effect, just consuming spiritual power in vain but not replenishing it. The Gu worm was approaching, and Ling Daoren reluctantly sacrificed a bowl-shaped magic weapon to cover himself temporarily, and could only find another way.