Chapter 53: The Infancy of the Eight Patterns

The summit of Trials Peak

In the Hall of Trials, there were ten jade plaques on a table, and suddenly, one of the jade plaques exploded directly and turned into dust and fell on the table. The person in charge of the caretaker's face changed dramatically and immediately ran out. Then five men came briskly, all with different grimaces on their faces, and their clothes were all the same black and red. They saw the dust on the table and were silent for a long time.

"The tenth brother is dead. ”

"The soul is destroyed, who is so strong that even a soul in the Heavenly and Human Stage can't escape? Could it be that those people have come out?"

"Impossible. ”

"Speaking of which, are they those Templar disciples?"

"Indeed, although the Six Saints are being held back, their disciples are still free. Especially the disciples of Tai'a's old ghost, all of them should not be underestimated. I remember his eldest disciple and eighth disciple, but they were both strong and ruthless characters. ”

"Sixth, you're right. Suddenly, a figure appeared lightly behind the five.

"Seventh brother, what do you mean by that?" asked the grimacing man who had been standing at the front and had been relatively silent.

"Boss, the person who killed the tenth brother is now killing all the way, and that person is the eighth disciple of Tai'a Old Ghost, Ying Yuan. ”

"Oh?"

"What about the ninth brother?"

"Intercepting him and avenging the tenth brother. ”

"Good. The head of the ghost-faced man nodded, "Let the eighth brother go too, I'm afraid something will happen." ”

"Yes. ”

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"Is that all you have to do?"

A person holding a long sword, and the black qi on his body is overflowing, this person is the ninth impermanence of the impermanence department, white and green. He condescendingly looked down at Ying Yuan, who was half-kneeling below, Ying Yuan's breath was disordered at this time, and he was covered with sword wounds, this person's speed and power were much stronger than Bai Zhihan just now, and Ying Yuan was already very difficult at the moment.

"The Double Heavenly Human Stage is really very strong, and the Seven Patterns Yuan Infant Stage Realm is not an opponent at all. Ying Yuan smiled self-deprecatingly, took out two bottles of pills from the storage ring, opened the mouth of the bottle, and instantly stuffed the pills into his mouth, stabilizing the disordered breath in his body and stabilizing some injuries.

"What? still want to try? Bai Zhiqing covered his face and laughed wildly, his smile was very cold, "No matter how you struggle, you will eventually die to sacrifice my tenth brother's spirit in the sky." ”

"You people are inhumane, and you still have family affection? Ying Yuan stood up, the corners of his mouth hooked up and mocked, "I thought you were inferior to beasts, but I didn't expect to retain a trace of human affection, which is really rare." ”

"Wait until I cut off your tongue and see if your mouth can be so hard. Bai Zhiqing's forehead burst out, he raised his long sword again, his figure flashed, and he rushed towards Ying Yuan.

"The seven-pattern yuan infancy is not good, but what about the eight-pattern yuan infancy?"

Ying Yuan's breath exploded at that moment, and the sky was covered with dark clouds, and with him as the center, whirlwinds began to hang.

"It's always the primordial infancy!"

Bai Zhiqing's sword fell, only to see a flash of black light, a tyrannical sword qi shot out from his sword blade, falling on the ground to draw a long ravine, the sword qi went straight to Ying Yuan, but Ying Yuan did not dodge, just raised his hand and pulled, and suddenly a thunderbolt fell in the sky, hitting the sword qi, shattering the breath of the sword qi.

"Pass the three levels, raise the mud pill, and go down to the heavy building into the cold. Not stupid, not wise, not awake and not drunk. ”

The first heavenly thunder struck Ying Yuan's body, and the "Tai Chi Xuantian Sutra" in his body began to operate, and the purple water chestnut suspended in the sea of divine consciousness emitted a faint purple light. On Ying Yuan's surface, those sword wounds suddenly began to heal.

Bai Zhiqing's heart felt a little weird, and suddenly the number of steps under his feet changed, turning into several figures and running towards Ying Yuan in the center of the whirlpool.

The second heavenly thunder slashed, Ying Yuan gathered the thunder element, pulled out the thunder shadow inserted in the ground, connected the heavenly thunder, and fell with a sword against the several figures rushing over!

"Thunder Shadow, Ten Thousand Thunder Prisons!"

In an instant, the shadow of thunder was heavy, and endless thunder fell from the sky along with the heavenly thunder, lighting up the surrounding woods. Where has Bai Zhiqing seen such a domineering thunder method, and even a thunder method issued from a Yuan Infant monk, he couldn't dodge it, and was hit by the thunder in the body, in an instant, all the thunder seemed to find an outlet, converging into a huge thunder, flashing, directly hitting the electrocuted Bai Zhiqing!

"Sudden waves, rejection!"

Another voice sounded, and on Bai Zhiqing's body, there was suddenly more black qi like water on his surface, and the thunder struck on the thin black water, but it could not be penetrated.

"Thunder Shadow, rupture!"

Ying Yuan knew that there was another person in the Impermanence Department at this moment, and he had killed a lot of minions in the Impermanence Department along the way, but after all, it was not the top ten masters of the Impermanence Department, and a ninth master was already so difficult to top, and there was another one, and at this moment Ying Yuan was already thinking of retreating.

"Ninth brother is okay, right?" The person who came was Bai Zhiwen, the eighth master of the Impermanence Department, and when Ying Yuan lost his mind, he rescued Bai Zhiqing in the thunder prison.

"Thank you, Starling, for coming in time. Bai Zhiqing, who came over to breathe, said, "This person is a little weird, obviously he is only in the Yuan Infant Stage, but the strength that erupts is in the Heavenly and Human Stage, Starling be more careful, I will first eliminate all the thunder elements that have escaped into the body." ”

"Good. ”

Bai Zhiwen nodded, and the black qi condensed in the void and turned into a long sword. He didn't speak, the tip of the sword pointed at Ying Yuan, his eyes were dyed red, and suddenly his figure flashed, spanning hundreds of meters in one breath, flashed in front of Ying Yuan, raised his sword and slashed down!

"Thunder, thunderstorm!"

Ying Yuan had already been wary in his heart, and the speed of these people was unusually fast. Seeing that a sword was already hanging above his head, his body suddenly flashed, and at the same time, a large amount of thunder elements were left around. Bai Zhiwen snorted coldly, saw through Ying Yuan's nod, his pale hand shook, and the sword suddenly emitted a black gas like water lines, engulfing the thunder elements left by Ying Yuan.

Where could Ying Yuan have thought that this person could actually see through his thoughts, and crack all the things arranged around them to delay them one by one, at this moment it is no longer a question of whether to escape or not, it is a problem that can only be stubbornly pushed up!

"I heard that you killed the Dementors alone, right?" Bai Zhiwen stopped his attack, and his voice could not be seen under the grimace mask, just listening to the voice felt very cold.

"So what?"

Ying Yuan took advantage of this time to quickly mobilize all the true qi in his body.

"It's nothing, those who don't get started, kill it, it's not a big deal, but as long as you dare to move the people of the Impermanence Department, I will let you know what real horror is. ”

Bai Zhiwen's words have come to this point, raise the sword and attack Ying Yuan again, Ying Yuan flashed in an instant, and a residual image fell on the spot, and the afterimage step was launched again, flickering, leaving many afterimages near here, virtual and real, messing up Bai Zhiwen's eyes.

"Insect carving skills. ”

Bai Zhiwen lowered his head, and the aura on the long sword emanated. Ying Yuan, who was sneaking, suddenly became vigilant in his heart, and he immediately withdrew from sneaking, and his body changed and fell into the afterimage again, but he didn't expect that the crisis had been following him.

"Ten Thousand Tribulations, Shocking Thunder!"

As a last resort, Ying Yuan revealed his position in advance, jumped up, and caught the thunder in the sky in mid-air, and at this moment, the last thunder was left.

All the heavenly thunder was mixed together, and it slashed directly at Ying Yuan's body, this time the power was much greater than before, even if it was Ying Yuan's body, it was difficult to control it, and then he immediately straightened his body, and in exchange for the thunder shadow to connect the nearby thunder element, the breath of the heavenly thunder into it.

A miserable white lightning bolt struck the thunder shadow, and suddenly the surrounding area was filled with rich thunder elements, Ying Yuan didn't dare to hold it up, adjusted his own breath to the maximum, gathered all the thunder elements, and turned into endless thunderstorms.

"Shocking the world, set the world!"

Holding the thunder gun in his hand, Ying Yuan's momentum climbed to the extreme, and he threw a shot hard at Bai Zhiwen, who was still bowing his head below!

"Whew!"

The thunder spear stabbed at Bai Zhiwen with a sound of breaking through the air, accompanied by dense thunder. The next moment, a pair of black hands suddenly intercepted the thunder gun and held the head of the thunder gun, Ying Yuan's pupils shrank, and he watched the pair of black hands smash the thunder gun with his bare hands!

"Starling, are you ready for the move?"

The person who came was Bai Zhiqing, who was squeezing out the thunder element in his body on the side, his hands were full of dark aura at the moment, and he crushed Ying Yuan's strongest blow with his bare hands in midair.

"Alright. ”

Bai Zhiwen's indifferent voice sounded, he raised his head, and a pair of grimaces looked terrifying under the reflection of black qi.

"Hyakki, nocturnal. ”