Volume 2 Sunset Immortal Sect Chapter 152 Fuyao Senior Uncle Sichun is gone
Seeing the second daughter drowning in demonic energy, for some reason, Mo Changfeng suddenly felt a little worried: Danxi's parting smile seemed to be his last smile, a farewell smile?
The Pure Heart Mantra worked, Mo Changfeng was full of excitement, shook his head violently, and said secretly: What's wrong with me? How could I be so concerned about Danxi?
Despite the constant denials in his heart, Mo Changfeng involuntarily approached the demon array and looked carefully: "What kind of demon array is this?
Looking at the black gas billowing in front of him, Mo Changfeng suddenly thought of the scene a year ago: when the pit touched the black mist, he instantly lost his spiritual power and fell from the air.
It may be out of curiosity, or it may be out of something else, I saw: Mo Changfeng cautiously stretched out his hand and touched towards the diffuse black mist.
Inch by inch, slowly touched, a trace of coolness came from the fingertips. Slowly, the entire palm of his hand stretched into the black mist, and the coldness was even worse.
"Huh?"
After a few breaths, Mo Changfeng's face showed a hint of surprise, and after another ten breaths, the surprise on his face became even more intense.
"What's the situation? There was no response?" Mo Changfeng took another step forward and lowered his entire arm into the black mist.
Still unresponsive?
Incredibly, Mo Changfeng took another step forward. A moment, another step. In a short time, he was drowned in the black mist.
Being in the dark, I felt that the darkness was not what you thought: since stepping into the black fog, Mo Changfeng's eyes were not so dark, and around him, he could even see a light that was not weak.
"Are these really demonic energy?"
At this moment, Mo Changfeng was surprised and delighted: instead of dissipating his spiritual power, on the contrary, these black mist were still replenishing the consumption in his body!
"Can I absorb demonic energy?"
Although the demonic mist entering the body is very cold, it is a real energy need, Mo Changfeng thought again and again: Is it because of the physique?
In addition to the excitement, Mo Changfeng continued to walk towards the depths of the demonic fog: he walked two zhang, which was black with five fingers that could not be seen, and after two zhang, he regained his brightness.
After a few breaths, Mo Changfeng walked to the main body of the Demon Array Light Curtain, and could already faintly see the scene inside: an eight-zhang wide staircase road, leading straight to the sky, about twenty zhang high, faintly revealing the top of a pavilion.
Seeing such a huge pavilion top, comparing them with the reference objects one by one, Mo Changfeng guessed: This pavilion is more than 100 zhang high!
"Huh?"
Suddenly, on the light curtain not far from his side, Mo Changfeng actually found a crack that was a long one-foot long!
The edge of the rift was twisted, but it was a finger-wide gap that never closed.
"Could it be the marks left by the bombardment?"
"Looks like the ban here is extremely unstable, I might be able to use the rune stone to blast it open?
“.........”
Mo Changfeng kept thinking in his heart, and after a while, he still shook his head: "Forget it, this pavilion is not too big, I believe they will come out soon, I still wait here honestly." ”
Thinking about it, Mo Changfeng turned to look at the layers of demonic fog behind him, and muttered to himself: "Although these demonic fogs are weird, they have no effect on me. Besides, the temperature here is 100 degrees lower than the outside world, but it is much cooler, so let's meditate here for the time being. ”
With a decision, Mo Changfeng carefully investigated: found a place in the demonic mist, sat cross-legged and practiced......
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Day 6
With the nine sword rays, nine figures fell outside the demon array: six women and three men.
Judging from the costumes of the nine people, they were actually six female cultivators of the Yanyu Sect and three male cultivators of the Sunset Sect. Moreover, the nine of them were in harmony with each other, talking and laughing, without the slightest hint of hostility, but like partners!
Mo Changfeng in the demon fog naturally felt the arrival of the nine people. However, he did not show up, but watched from within the demonic fog.
I saw: The nine people gathered to discuss for a while, and then they bombarded the demon array!
However, their bombardment was like tickling for this large array: before the brilliant spells could hit, they were wiped out by the demonic mist in the sky.
Seeing this, the nine people showed their mastery of pressing the box one after another. However, the effect was still the same as before, and there was no turmoil.
After the attack, the nine people gathered for half an hour to discuss, and then each of them took up their magic weapons, flew away from here, and gave up this demon gate array.
When the nine people left, Mo Changfeng's eyebrows furrowed slightly, he glanced sideways at the light curtain beside him, and thought: "It's been six days, why haven't they come out yet?" According to the size of the attic, they shouldn't have spent so long, could it be that they have encountered some trouble?"
Mo Changfeng lowered his head and thought for a moment, then shook his head lightly and continued to meditate...
Not a single person has been here since the nine men left......
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Time flies, and it's half a decade again.
Mo Changfeng got up from meditation and looked at the staircase in the light curtain with a flickering gaze, as well as the crack that was long.
Standing alone in the demon mist, after hesitating for half an hour, Mo Changfeng exhaled a deep breath of turbidity, raised his arm, and poked towards the crack.
Four fingers reached into the crack, and the feeling of heat came from the fingertips, and it seemed that the light curtain was also extremely stuffy.
Reach out another arm, palms at the ends of the rift. Suddenly, Mo Changfeng's arms were brightly revealed: his palms were exerting force at the same time, struggling to break out, and he wanted to try to see if he could break this crack.
I don't know the result: no matter how Mo Changfeng exerts his strength, the crack is only slightly broken, and it can no longer be broken.
"No! I can't do it, I can only try it with rune stones!"
When Mo Changfeng just took out the rune stone, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and he exclaimed: "That's right! Since this is a magic array, I'll try how the magic qi works!"
With a novel idea, Mo Changfeng no longer absorbed the black demonic mist absorbed into his body and turned it into spiritual power, but directly transported it to his palms: in the blink of an eye, Mo Changfeng's palms flashed black, and even emitted a trace of black qi.
A miracle really happened!
At the same time as the black qi on Mo Changfeng's palm emitted, the crack on the light curtain unexpectedly opened to both sides autonomously!
"Sure enough!"
In Mo Changfeng's surprise, a huge gap opened up on the light curtain, which was enough to accommodate one person to enter!
"Take advantage of now!" Fearing that the defense would change, Mo Changfeng immediately dodged in through the gap.
As soon as he jumped into the light curtain, the surrounding temperature suddenly rose and instantly recovered to more than 200 degrees. Behind him, the gap that had just opened was slowly closing at a very slow speed. Finally, there was a finger-wide rift.
"Huh?"
With a slight frown, Mo Changfeng put his palms into the crack again, trying to absorb the billowing demonic mist with his fingertips. And unexpectedly: the light curtain has opened another gap!
Without any worries, Mo Changfeng breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and swept towards the top of the steps. The height of more than 20 zhang is only a few steps for the monks in the early stage of foundation building.
Entering a huge platform, behind the platform, is a huge pavilion 100 feet high.
Look at this pavilion again: not to mention anything else, the two gates on one side alone are five zhang high, and there is a hideous six-armed monster painted on it, which is very domineering!
Near the pavilion gate, two dark black stone statues stood on either side: one had been broken in half, leaving only four hooves and a small half of the body, and it was impossible to see what kind of strange beast it was, and the other stone statue was very complete, and when viewed by the big eyes, it was somewhat similar to the drawing of the pavilion door.
Mo Changfeng walked around this stone statue, and was more and more shocked: this stone statue, in addition to having six arms, actually had two more faces on the back of its head, and it was actually three heads and six arms!
One song, the hideous demon face. The second one, the holy face of kindness. The three songs are real human faces.
I couldn't help but think of Mu Yue's words: Three heads and six arms are a top-level exercise of the demon clan, and Nezha in the era of the gods practiced this kind of exercise.
Enduring the shock in his heart, Mo Changfeng withdrew his gaze from the stone statue, pushed open the hidden pavilion door and walked in.
As soon as he entered the pavilion, Mo Changfeng's heart gave birth to a strange feeling, and with it, there was a looming attraction.
Mo Changfeng looked sideways in a certain direction, then retracted his mind and looked at this pavilion.
The pavilion here is very large, ten zhang wide, thirty zhang deep: there is nothing in the meantime, but the pavilion walls around it are carved with all kinds of hideous monsters; on both sides of the hall, there are nearly 100 portals, one by one connecting the pavilion corridor.
With a rough idea in his heart, Mo Changfeng followed the inexplicable attraction and cautiously walked to a certain corridor on the left......
After a thousand steps, the pavilion wall turned into a stone wall, which was extremely eerie and infiltrating.
Beyond the layers of stone walls, there is nothing but dead silence around... Still dead silent......
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meanwhile
A stone room in the depths of the intricate stone corridor: Danxi and Fuyao's two daughters are sitting cross-legged on the ground.
At this moment, they were all drenched in sweat, panting slightly, their cheeks were crimson, and their clothes were even more soaked, sticking to their skin, showing a very rich and delicate body.
However, Danxi shook the two daughters, and they showed more of a picture that was almost collapsed.
Take a closer look: there is a faint black mist floating around the second girl, and there is a little pink air mixed with it. As for the stone room, its four walls, floor, and roof faintly shimmered with a layer of pale yellow prohibition, completely sealing this place!
"Ah——!h
Suddenly, Fuyao couldn't bear it at first, and with a coquettish sound, she fell to the ground, the more rapid her breathing became, and a trace of confusion appeared in her eyes, showing a very charming appearance.
Danxi then opened his eyes, reached out his jade hand, and stroked Fuyao's forehead: a faint white light flashed out of his hand and sank into Fuyao's forehead.
It was only at this moment that the dazedness in Fuyao's eyes gradually receded, and the rapid breathing in his chest eased a little.
"Hey~"
Regained his senses, Fuyao glanced at Danxi gratefully, and then sighed softly: "It's all because we are too greedy, so we ended up like this." It's just that what kind of formation is around this stone chamber? It's so weird, it not only draws the spiritual power of the monk, but also ......"
Speaking of this, Fuyao's cheeks turned red, and he twisted embarrassedly.
Danxi also blushed, stroked her chest, and chuckled: "Moreover, my sister misses a man, right?"