Looking at the rapidly spreading and growing rattan branches and leaves, Ling Ruyuan frowned tightly, although he didn't use all his strength with that kick just now, he had tried out the super flexibility of Mu Ji Ban.

This kind of flexible defense is the most restrained by his strongest attack method, if he can't break the wood extreme forbidden with the strongest force, then he can only change the attack method, or find his flaw.

Ling Ruyuan was extremely experienced in dealing with the enemy, and he thought of this in just a moment, so he didn't do any more useless work, but reached out and patted the storage bag and took out a simple oil lamp.

This oil lamp didn't look the slightest bit unusual, it didn't look like a magic weapon, but I saw him bite the tip of his tongue, spew out a drop of essence blood on the tip of his tongue and fell on the oil lamp, and the majestic spiritual power poured into it, and with a rub, a cluster of blood-red flames ignited.

The flames burned more and more, and gradually became the size of a hand, fluctuating, and the blood-red light flickered, looking extremely demonic.

Ling Ruyuan did not hesitate at all, and with a throw of his right hand, the oil lamp flew out entirely, hovering above the rattan branches and leaves, pouring out the cluster of flames like pouring tea and wine.

In an instant, the blood-red flames swelled into a sea of fire, engulfing all the thirty zhang land where Qiao Yuan was.

A crackling sound came out, and the vine branches and leaves that appeared in the wood forbidden area immediately burst into flames, and it seemed that it would not be long before they would be burned clean.

But at this moment, the water pole forbidden inside was surging, wrapping the wood pole forbidden inside the water wall, so that although it could not extinguish the strange flame, it could at least resist it for a longer time.

"What kind of fire is this? It can even be burned by a prohibition. ”

Qiao Yuan sat cross-legged inside, looking at the blood-red flames around him, his expression was extremely solemn.

Although the wood pole forbidden is showing tenacious vines, in fact, it is not a real vine, but a forbidden structure.

Even the flame that the forbidden structure could ignite, it was the first time he had seen it, and sure enough, the late Yuan Infant Cultivator was not so easy to deal with, which made Qiao Yuan's movements in his hand a little faster.

However, the Wood Pole Prohibition and the Water Pole Prohibition are known as the two most defensive prohibitions, and they cannot be broken so easily.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Joe can take a hike to recuperate and test it out, and learn a new supernatural ability on his own.

I saw that he slowly closed his eyes, his mind completely sank into his body, and the golden primordial infant in the dantian opened his mouth and spit out, and the majestic spiritual power poured out like a flood bursting the embankment, flowing rapidly in the meridians of the whole body.

This new type of supernatural power is recorded in the Moon Traceless Inheritance, and with his current cultivation, it is not easy to perform, and it takes a certain amount of time to prepare to release most of the spiritual power in the Yuan Infant.

Of course, this is also the reason why Qiao Yuan has not been cultivating for a long time and is not very proficient, if he is given more time to cultivate, the preparation time in the middle will definitely be shortened a lot.

After all, he couldn't use this kind of magic power every time he arranged the protection of the wood pole and the water pole forbidden.

Time passed slowly, and in the blink of an eye, a stick of incense passed, Ling Ruyuan seemed to be a little impatient to wait, opened his mouth and bit the tip of his tongue, and squirted out a drop of essence blood again, which bounced into the oil lamp.

The blood-red flame ignited, and the oil lamp flew out, adding an instant fire to the burning sea.

Silently, the scope of the Water Pole Forbidden and the Wood Pole Forbidden had shrunk to less than five zhang, as if they were on the verge of collapse.

And at this moment, Qiao Yuan's eyes suddenly opened, the essence in his eyes flashed, the snow-white clothes could not be automatic, and a strong momentum comparable to that of a monk in the late Yuan Infant period burst out.

Although there is no change in his whole person, if you look closely, you can see a little difference.

If Qiao Yuan was a sharp-edged sword hidden in the scabbard before, then now, this sharp-edged sword has been unsheathed, revealing an incomparable edge.

Although it was separated by a raging sea of fire, when Qiao Yuan burst out with momentum, Ling Ruyuan still noticed it.

His expression suddenly froze, and his eyes immediately showed vigilance and precautions, and the momentum coming from the sea of fire actually gave him a trace of pressure that he had not seen for a long time.

At the same time, Qiao Yuan turned his fingers into a sword, and quickly pointed at several meridian points such as his wrist, shoulder, chest and abdomen, such as opening the gate and releasing water, releasing the majestic spiritual power that was completely reserved in it.

A storm suddenly rose, and the sea of fire outside the forbidden area directly turned into a fire tornado, and the ground trembled, as if March Peak couldn't bear the majestic spiritual power.

Qiao Yuan didn't care about this in the slightest, but calmly raised his right hand and slowly drew a crescent trajectory in front of him.

The surrounding spiritual power seemed to be pulled, and along his right hand, an invisible crescent moon was also outlined.

Qiao Yuan's eyes flashed, his right hand was weak and weak, and he gently pushed forward, and the invisible crescent suddenly turned into a shape, showing a dark color, strange and unpredictable, as if it could absorb all the spirits and lights around him.

"Dark Moon Seal!"

Spit out three words lightly, and the dark crescent moon in front of him flickered, and disappeared in front of him in an instant, as if it had become invisible again.

But the sea of fire tornadoes outside were extinguished in the blink of an eye, and under Ling Ruyuan's shocked gaze, the dark crescent moon approached in front of him at a speed that seemed to be slow, but was actually invisible.

"What is this?"

The pupils of Ling Ruyuan's eyes contracted suddenly, looking at the dark crescent moon, an incomparably majestic figure immediately appeared in his mind, it was the ancestor of the Moon River Sect Creation Sect, the moon without a trace.

As a late Yuan Infant monk of March Peak, he naturally knew the history of his own sect, and he recognized Qiao Yuan's magical powers for the first time.

Although Ling Ruyuan really couldn't believe everything in front of him, the strong sense of life and death crisis made his hairs stand on end, and he had to accept the reality and take out three defensive magic weapons as quickly as possible.

But the speed at which the dark crescent moon came was too fast, and Ling Ruyuan only had time to urge a defensive magic weapon before he felt that his eyes were dark, and a shuddering aura spread, quickly flooding the place.

It was obviously noon, but in an instant, the strange sky here was darkened, and a bright moon hung high in the sky, which seemed to become the only bright color between the heaven and the earth.

Ling Ruyuan stood alone below, looking up, there was a hint of fear in his eyes.

"It's really...... Dark Moon Seal: The Dark Moon Seal of a Generation of Ancestors?"

It is recorded in the classics of the sect that the dark moon seal is one of the famous magical powers of the moon without a trace, once it is used, the heaven and the earth change color, which is enough to change the day and the moon, and the power is extremely terrifying.

Even if Qiao Yuan's cultivation was not enough, the dark moon seal he cast was far from the same as the moon without a trace.

But Ling Ruyuan's cultivation is not much higher than Qiao's, whether he can resist it or not, he really has no bottom in his heart.

Without thinking, Ling Ruyuan raised his hand and slapped it on his chest, and the blood in his body surged, instantly flowing through his body.

His gray hair turned black and bright in an instant, his old face also glowed, the wrinkles dissipated, and his whole person was unbelievably old and young, turning into a middle-aged man in his early forties.

At the same time, a force of qi and blood that was dozens of times stronger than before erupted, and faintly, it seemed that a vague god of war appeared behind him.

A loud bang came out, and the defensive magic weapon that had been urged by him before only resisted for more than ten breaths under the blow of the Dark Moon Seal, and then collapsed.

The dark crescent moon didn't seem to have changed at all, and it was unstoppable, becoming the only one in this heaven and earth, rapidly enlarging in Ling Ruyuan's eyes.

With a low roar, he clenched his right fist fiercely, like the phantom of the god of war behind him, angry at the bullfight, his face was hideous, and he threw the strongest punch towards the dark crescent.

Qiao Yuan, who was pale in the distance, couldn't help but show admiration and jealousy in his eyes when he saw this punch.

If Ling Ruyuan had used all his strength from the beginning, I am afraid that he would have already been defeated, and he would not have had the opportunity to cast this Dark Moon Seal.

But now, it's hard to say who wins and who loses.

"Boom!"

A roar like thunder exploded, and an extremely terrifying spiritual storm was suddenly set off here.

The earthquake trembled, and the already dry lake immediately cracked dozens of cracks, the houses collapsed, and the flowers and birds became extinct.

And the formation that closed this courtyard also showed signs of instability, as if it couldn't withstand this violent spiritual power and was about to collapse.

The surrounding environment is already like this, and it is conceivable that Ling Ruyuan, who is in the center of the battlefield, will not be in a good situation.

It's just that now the smoke and dust are everywhere, and the spiritual power storm is rolling, and Qiao Yuan is too late to resist, how can he have the energy to take care of Ling Ruyuan.

And even if he wanted to take care of it, he couldn't see clearly with the naked eye at the moment, and his divine sense couldn't penetrate the spiritual power storm, so he was powerless.

It didn't last long, and the formation of the closed courtyard suddenly broke through a gap, and the violent spiritual power immediately surged out as if it had found an outlet.

Looking at the chaotic scene around him, it is conceivable that this spiritual power storm will spread out, and I am afraid that it will cause a lot of damage to March Peak.

And if there is a Jindan stage monk nearby, he will inevitably be injured by this spiritual power, and at that time, this trouble will be great.

Without thinking, Qiao Yuanqiang suppressed the weakness of his body, and against the storm of spiritual power, he quickly came to the gap in the formation, and quickly laid down several prohibitions, wanting to forcibly block this violent spiritual power.

But with the Dark Moon Seal, he was already weak, but for a moment, Qiao Yuan couldn't bear it, spurted out a mouthful of blood, and flew outward.

Seeing that the violent spiritual power was like a flood bursting the embankment, about to pour out, flooding the entire March Peak, he saw a rune several zhang in size suddenly appear in the sky, imprinted on that formation.

Silently, the formation was completely repaired, and the violent spiritual power also became peaceful and stable at an extremely fast speed, like a group of frightened wild horses, being appeased.

At the same time, Su Zhen and Lian Jingshan quickly came to the front and caught Qiao Yuan's body.

Behind them were Tang Li, Yin Shuangshuang, Di Qingzhu, and many elder disciples of each peak.

Although everyone didn't know what was happening on the mountain, feeling the violent spiritual power just now, many disciples and elders had a look of horror in their eyes, and guessed that there must have been an earth-shattering battle in the formation.

"Master?...... Where's my master?"

Di Qingzhu saw that Qiao Yuan was safe and sound, but he couldn't see Ling Ruyuan, so he couldn't help but show a worried look in his eyes, and hurriedly stepped forward to ask.

Qiao Yuan lowered his head and was silent, he didn't know what happened to Ling Ruyuan.

And at this moment, the formation gradually dispersed, revealing the dilapidated scene inside, a middle-aged man in a light blue shirt walked out slowly, his appearance was ordinary, but his eyes contained vicissitudes.