The six-vein spiritual smoke is not a secret weapon, but a method of the Xuanmen. One of the eight methods of the Psychic Realm, this kind of method has never been known to the outside world. Of course, Qin Zhongweng knew the power of the six-vein spiritual smoke, and although the Mei'er girl was still shallow in cultivation, she had also heard of the terrifying aspects of the six-vein spiritual smoke. Seeing that the spiritual smoke was about to cover Jiang Zuobuyi, they could only be frightened in vain, and they were already at a loss.

Jiang Zuo Buyi has traveled in the rivers and lakes for a long time, and he has no defeats, so an achievement is by no means a mercy from God, and it is a fluke. Buyi Jianglang, the machine is unparalleled, the heart is like the moon, vertical and horizontal. This kind of reputation has long been spread on the rivers and lakes, and it is by no means a lie. Back then, the god operator once said to a generation of sword god Murong Gongzi: "In the vast rivers and lakes, Jiang Lang is not invincible, but Jiang Lang's mental and martial arts can be called the dragon among men, unless he seeks defeat himself, he will never be defeated, unless he wants to die, he will never die." "Murong Gongzi is eloquent and strategic, intending to dominate the rivers and lakes and win the world, there are only two or three people who are worried, and Jiang Zuo Buyi is the one he has the most scruples.

The spiritual smoke was approaching, Jiang Zuo Buyi's heart was full of inspiration, and he did not panic, he took out the jade flute from his arms, put it between his lips, and stirred up the sound of the flute, as if there were thousands of arrows fired together, like a monstrous wave surging, and the spiritual smoke was kept three feet away from his head, and he was running away, and it was difficult to approach Jiang Zuo Buyi.

The sound of the flute became more and more excited, but when you listen carefully, it is the wind blowing and the thunder is unbridled, and the Jin Ge iron horse is galloping and decisive, which is the rhyme of the word "Nian Nu Jiao Da Jiangdong" of Master Su. Qin Zhongweng and Mei'er Xin'er were shocked on the spot by the sound of the flute, their thoughts were faint, they couldn't restrain themselves, they were intoxicated for a while, their bones were soft and their muscles were crisp, and they couldn't move.

Jiang Zuo Buyi used the flute to resist the six-vein spiritual smoke, his mind turned sharply, and he thought about it, the flute suddenly changed, sharp Lingyun, and the great Jiangdong of Su Bachelor went to change the rhyme into Yue Wumu's Manjianghong, when he drove a long car to break through the lack of Helan Mountain, the branches and leaves of the ink bamboo were like arrows, and the orchid petals were like flying locusts.

A wisp of green silk fluttered into Jiang Zuobuyi's hands, and the bamboo-leaf orchids in the sky disappeared in an instant, and went away with the breeze, as if only a soft sigh was left between heaven and earth.

Qin Zhongweng's body was shocked, as if he had returned from a soul, stared at Jiang Zuo Buyi, and said in a loud voice: "In the whole world, there may only be Jiang Lang who can calmly respond to the enemy's six-vein spiritual smoke." ”

Miss Mei'er was also frightened, and said: "Heaven and earth have come up with such a way to break the six-vein spiritual smoke, and Jiang Lang is the only one. ”

"What a Jiangzuo cloth, what a cloth Jianglang!" Someone faintly sighed, and the voice seemed to come from above the nine heavens, and it seemed to come from under the Yellow Spring.

When Mei'er and Xin'er heard this ethereal voice, they hurriedly knelt down and looked into the sky to worship, Qin Zhongweng also restrained his expression and was in awe.

Jiang Zuo Buyi only felt that the breeze was blowing slowly, and then there was a burst of cold incense, and the ink bamboo orchids that had just been all over the place were like a gods, and in the blink of an eye, they were as beautiful as ever, and they were swept in the wind.

There are colorful auspicious clouds in the air gradually blowing with the wind, and wisps of cold incense are revealed from the colorful auspicious clouds. The auspicious clouds approached, and then gathered into a clump, and turned into a kind face in the air.

Mei'er and Xin'er called in unison: "Master." Qin Zhongweng also bowed down and said, "Meet Yunyi Niangniang." ”

A slight smile appeared on that face, and the ethereal voice rose again: "The six-vein spiritual smoke is just a slight test of Jiang Lang's martial arts, and there is still a long way to go to break through the spiritual illusion secret realm, Jiang Lang can't be complacent too early." ”