The atmosphere was a little dull for a while, but at this moment, the white-haired monk suddenly moved, took a step forward, and from both sides of it were divided into two people who looked like him, and then took another step forward, and the three of them became nine, nine white-haired monks, scattered and pressed step by step.

Wei Wuxian's divine sense swept away, but he found that they were all the same, all of them revealed powerful qi machines, and he couldn't see that eight of them were incarnations.

The nine figures looked slow, but each step was ten feet away, and the distance between the two sides was quickly narrowed.

Wei Wuxian rolled up the ten crystal cannons and said, "Let's go." With that, his figure flickered and disappeared in place.

The clouds and the heart of the sea turned into a dragon shape and flew into the distance.

The nine figures disappeared from the same place almost at the same time, and the next moment they appeared around them, the nine figures put their palms together, and their figures suddenly rose thirty feet high, just like nine mountain peaks standing around, and the powerful coercion forced Hai Yun and Hai Xin from Jiao shape to human form and pressed heavily on the ground.

Wei Wuxian worked hard to support himself so that he didn't fall, this time he knew that he had met a true Yuan Shen Realm powerhouse!

"Little doll, even if you dare to fight with this seat for this little ability, you are really ignorant and fearless, I can pinch it to death with one hand with your strength!" the nine white-haired monks spoke at the same time.

Wei Wuxian sneered, "Yes, if you have the ability, come with me!" After speaking, he grabbed a person with both hands, and the blue fireworks on his body flashed and disappeared in place.

The nine white-haired monks swept their senses, raised their eyes and looked up at the sky, only to see Wei Wuxian flying towards the center of the super storm three miles above with Haiyun and Haixin.

The white-haired monk frowned slightly, he had arranged forbidden isolation spaces in all directions to prevent Wei Wuxian from using his spatial supernatural powers to escape, but there was no prohibition in the center of the storm above, and he didn't dare to enter that place easily.

To chase or not to chase is a question!

Thinking of the price he had paid to arrange it all, the nine figures merged into one in the middle, gritting his teeth and chasing after him.

The lightning and thunder in the storm above, the electric light in the dark clouds was dense like a spider's web, and the power of heaven and earth made Wei Wuxian feel numb in his back, he stopped at the edge, where although the wind was strong, he could still control his body, and if he went up a little more, the huge suction force would pull him into the center of the storm.

The white-haired monk laughed and chased after him from below, in his opinion, Wei Wuxian had no way to retreat, and he would never dare to enter the storm.

This storm whirlpool was four or five hundred miles wide, and its thickness was more than a hundred li, far beyond the distance of Wei Wuxian's spatial teleportation, with a storm whirlpool in front and a white-haired monk in the back, and the situation was extremely critical.

Hai Xin, who was suddenly caught in his right arm, said: "The dead road is the living road." ”

A dead end is a living road!

Wei Wuxian didn't have time to think about it, the white-haired monk had already arrived, and his body was now tall, heading towards the storm whirlpool.

No...

The white-haired monk grabbed him with one hand unwillingly, and a huge force pulled the three of them back.

Wei Wuxian let go of Haiyun and Haixin, and grabbed his backhand downward, a gravitational force carried the white-haired monk upward, and the other hand also emitted a gravitational force towards the storm whirlpool, attracting a huge suction force in the sky, and in an instant, the two of them were sucked into the whirlpool one after the other.

Haiyun and Haixin stared blankly at the sky, and they were no longer visible except for the angry roar of the white-haired monk.

"He'll be fine, right?" asked Haiyun.

"I don't know, life and death are only on the line, but his vitality is very strong, different from ordinary people. Haixin said.

From a distance, the storm vortex looks like a giant rotating red spot, with a lighter edge, gradually turning inward and finally focusing into a bright spot, divided into three layers.

Wei Wuxian's location is between the outer layer and the inner layer, it takes seven or eight hundred miles to turn a circle here, the further you go inside, the stronger the hurricane, the greater the centrifugal force, he is like a spinning top carried by the hurricane to rotate inside, from time to time there will be electric light on his body, even with his current cultivation, he has been beaten to the point that the bones of his whole body are crisp.

And the whirlwind outside was as sharp as a blade, and the cold and piercing wind blade was constantly consuming his body protection Yuan Guang, so there was only one way to die.

He tried his best to control his body, but in the face of a hurricane, he was like a mantis arm as a car, and he couldn't do it at all, and the wind inside reached at least level nine, or even higher.

Stabbing, a bolt of lightning struck him again, this time almost scattering his protective body light, and his entire body twisted together in the whirlpool.

Damn, a few more hits really have to be done!

Wei Wuxian cursed secretly, his mind cleared up a little, and he remembered the Shunshui Sword Technique, no longer confronting the powerful and incomparable whirlwind, and followed its direction.

This decision was undoubtedly the right one, and although he was still carried around by the whirlwind, he was able to control his body. Looking around, he found that the white-haired monk was not far from him, this person's strength was indeed extraordinary, he actually stabilized his body in the whirlwind, and now he was slowly moving outward.

Wei Wuxian didn't even think about it, he grabbed it directly with his backhand, and a gravitational force pulled back the white-haired monk who had finally moved out not far away, and the white-haired monk was so angry that he scolded him and slapped him.

This palm came out angrily, and it followed the wind, and the power was incredible, and Wei Wuxian blew it out like a straw for miles away.

The white-haired monk scolded 'looking for death' and continued to move outward little by little, with his cultivation, as long as he didn't fall into the central area, he could still get out of it, otherwise he wouldn't have ventured to chase Wei Wuxian before.

But by the same token, if Wei Wuxian didn't rely on it, how could he risk bringing him into the whirlpool of the storm.

Wei Wuxian knew that it was impossible for the white-haired monk to be the opponent of the white-haired monk outside, the difference in strength between the two sides was too great, and if he wanted to rush out, he could only die and survive.

The white-haired monk finally advanced to the periphery for more than ten zhang, and was about to go down to the city in one go, when suddenly a huge suction force came from behind, pulling his already unstable body back, and not only that, but also going deep inward.

He didn't have to think about it to know who was doing the ghost behind his back, turned around and opened his mouth to spew out a mouthful of crimson flying sword, he was really angry, and risked great danger to sacrifice the natal flying sword.

But the blue flames flickered on the opposite side, and the flying sword hit the air, and the next moment a suction force came again, pulling the white-haired monk into the hundred.

It was difficult to move from the inside out, but it was easy to move from the outside in, and the white-haired monk was continued to be flung inward under the effect of centrifugal force, and every time he tried to stabilize his body, he would be pulled deeper by a suction force.

Wei Wuxian had also reached the limit of collapsing by using the spatial supernatural power several times in a row, but now was the most critical moment, and if he didn't kill this white-haired monk, he wouldn't be able to run far.

In this way, the two of them gradually approached the inner layer, and Wei Wuxian didn't need to use his spatial magic power anymore, as long as he firmly held the white-haired monk who was already in a panic.

Time passed little by little, and the white-haired monk who could still struggle to escape was completely restrained by the whirlwind, and now it is difficult to control his body, let alone struggle.

The electric light also became more and more dense, Wei Wuxian took a few more hits, and seeing the dense and terrifying scene inside, he didn't dare to continue any longer, and glanced at the white-haired monk who was like a dead fish in the hurricane not far away, and the blue flame appeared on his body again, and he was ready to use the spatial divine power to slowly jump out and leave.

The white-haired monk who was originally like a dead fish suddenly let out a loud roar, and Wei Wuxian only felt that the Divine Consciousness Sea was like being stabbed by a sharp blade, if it wasn't for the ancient mirror blocking it, this time his Divine Consciousness Sea would have been shattered.

But even so, the concussive sound of the ancient mirror made him lose consciousness immediately, and at this time, the white-haired monk's right hand shook, and the next moment there was a black gold chain on his body, he looked crazy, and he smiled hard and pulled Wei Wuxian towards the inner core area.

Boy, if you want to die, you will die together, this seat is still afraid!

The white-haired monk knew that he couldn't get out, so he used his last strength to simply bring the defenseless Wei Wuxian into the center of the whirlwind.

The crackling electric light flashed frequently around the two of them, Wei Wuxian was woken up by an electric light, and found himself lying on the body of Yanque Bao, Yanque Bao, and Soul Eater desperately resisted the electric light for him, Soul Eater was the soul body, and thunder and lightning were his natural enemies, and now he was beaten to the point that he was scorched black and smoking, and his body had shrunk by nearly half.

Yan Que Ah Bao was not much better, most of the feathers had fallen off, like a plucked chicken, they looked as ugly as they were, but in Wei Wuxian's eyes, they were the most beautiful at this time!

He looked inside his body, his vitality was exhausted, and the spark shrank to only the size of a broad bean, which was a serious overdraft to the extreme.

Everything looked so bad, even more dangerous than the last time he escaped from the Ten Thousand Ghost Caves and was intercepted by the Xuanyue Sect's Jindan monk.