Chapter Ninety-Eight: Is He the Old Man in Gray?

Sixth-order ice centaur with a human body. Standing under the huge column with a silver-gray spear in hand, it constantly exuded an icy chill. Seeing a monk in black clothes and black hat slashing at him, his eyes showed a trace of disdain and sarcasm. In his opinion, the monk who could not even bear the Yuan Infant could only be sent to death in front of him.

Qingyun's face was solemn, but he still wanted to test the physical strength of this ice centaur first. At a distance of three zhang from the centaur, Qingyun suddenly stopped, and the Sky Locking Sword waved and shouted: "Suddenly!" I saw that the gray qi burst continued to surge, and it instantly took shape at the tip of the Sky Locking Sword. Although Qingyun's spiritual power was sealed at this time, his control of Feng Yuan's power was no longer the same as before, and combined with the magical Earth Thrust Technique, the dark gray aura generated by this was not weak at all. The dark gray air storm shot at the centaurs like a detached cannonball.

An imperceptible hint of surprise crossed the face of the cold centaur, and this little Jie Dan late-stage monk could still deliver such a sharp blow. However, the level of the sixth-order demon beast is not something that can be shaken in the Dan period. The silver-gray spear in the centaur's hand suddenly spun rapidly in front of him, instantly forming an unbreakable protective shield. Hearing only a "bang", Qingyun's anger slammed into the rotating protective shield and was immediately bounced out. It hit a huge tree in the distance and exploded.

Qingyun didn't pause, and immediately struck a "big burst", and the huge dark red air blade tore through the air and slashed towards the centaur. With the help of the locking sky inside, the speed of this "Great Burst" reached a terrifying level. The moment this dark red air blade appeared, the Ice Centaur immediately shifted his attention to the black Sky Locking Sword in Qingyun's hand. In his opinion, if it weren't for the divine weapon in his hand, a small late-stage monk would never be able to unleash such an astonishing slash in a row.

As everyone knows, under the guidance of the mysterious old man in the flower robe, the two Yuan Force Seeds in Qingyun's body have reached a very stable realm. After three and a half months of meditation and exploration, this method of manipulation has become extremely proficient. As long as it is not an isolated space, the wind element power and the water element power will be at his fingertips and used by him. The dark red air blade struck, and the centaur didn't hold it up, and instantly dodged. The blade grazed the centaur and slammed into the stone wall of the hall behind him. "Boom" loud sound, rocks and rocks flying, smoke and dust dancing.

The dozens of monks who participated in the attack next to him couldn't help but perk up when they saw this black-robed man suddenly come out, and attacked the centaur even more violently. Time was limited, and they had to take down the centaur as quickly as possible. The Ice Centaur seemed to be somewhat enraged. "You ignorant juniors, except for the gray-clothed old man who can only dodge and dodge, can fight with the old man, all of you have worked in vain. The centaur's voice suddenly sounded in front of the huge stone door.

"The old man in gray, who is dodging?" the monks heard the centaur say, and immediately looked around, but found nothing. The centaurs immediately launched a powerful attack at this time. I saw the spear in his hand raised high, and shouted: "Ten thousand guns pierce!"

Dense illusory ice spears shot at the dozens of monks like an army of locusts. Bursts of screams rang out, and except for Qingyun and the three Yuan Infant Stage monks, all the other monks were pierced and destroyed by this phantom ice spear. Qingyun's pupils shrank, knowing that he still underestimated this sixth-order demon beast. The remaining three Yuan Infant Cultivators were naturally Chu Ying, Feng Han, and the gray-clothed old man in the mouth of the centaur. Qingyun saw that the old man in gray actually looked at him from time to time, and was shocked: "The breath of this old man in gray is a little familiar, where should I have seen it." It's just that he also covered his face, and he couldn't be sure. Could it be that he also felt a familiar aura from me? It should be impossible, when I operate the Heaven and Earth Chaos Technique, all the aura will be hidden. He wouldn't have seen it so easily!"

Qingyun was thinking about it, but suddenly saw another monstrous flame rising. The blazing pillar of light rushed straight up, injecting another shot in the arm to all the monks. This sky-high flame represents that someone has successfully lit the magic lamp. Ten places, the second is gone!The remaining monks red-eyed, and immediately began to launch a new round of attacks on the guardian beasts at the gate. Qingyun knew that he could no longer hide his secrets at this moment, and if he didn't fight well, he was afraid that he would never have a chance to light the magic lamp once the time passed. Thinking of this, Qingyun immediately pinched his hands, only to see the white light flickering all over his body, and in a moment, the white light trembled violently and disappeared invisibly.

For the first time since Qingyun received the old man's special training, he had broken the seal of fifty percent! This was also in accordance with the old man's orders. Spiritual power can only be used at the last moment, and it will never be wrong to keep one hand! After the seal was unsealed, Qingyun felt the familiar spiritual power flowing in his body, and his heart was both comfortable and excited. Immediately he took out the wood knife and placed it on his slightly curved arm, aiming it at the icy centaur.

"Hmph, sure enough, it's that kid. The gray-clothed old man next to him snorted coldly in his heart when he saw Qingyun take out a firewood knife. However, on the surface, he pretended to be very cautious about dealing with the Ice Centaur. After Qingyun took out the firewood knife, he didn't think too much about it, and shouted in a low voice: "Divine electric gun, piercing!" I saw a purple lightning rush towards the centaur with a low groan like a swimming dragon. The centaur was shocked, it seems that there are quite a few spiritual weapons in the hands of this black-clothed monk. This seemingly ordinary firewood knife actually emitted such a swift lightning, at least it was a top-grade spiritual weapon.

The Centaur's duty is to protect the Lamp, and those who offend him can be killed, but if they have to pay a price to kill, he will also think carefully about one or two. Seeing that the gray-clothed old man and the black-robed female cultivator hadn't made a move, the cold ice centaur naturally didn't dare to be careless. So he immediately increased his speed to the limit, ready to dodge the lightning. Purple lightning grazed the centaur as it turned sideways at great speed. The centaur was overjoyed, it seemed that the lightning had been avoided, but the next moment, his face was the same as the faces of several people present, it was an incredible change.

I saw that this lightning bolt actually hit a Xuan in mid-air, and it turned around and shot towards the centaur again, and the speed was even faster than before! Qingyun sneered at the corner of his mouth, this is a unique spell passed on to him by Grandpa Ren! After blessing himself, his three-percent spiritual power can really be controlled by his heart. Purple lightning pierced the centaur's waist and abdomen, bringing up patches of blood. The centaur stumbled in pain.

The gray-clothed old man was overjoyed, how could he let go of such a good opportunity! I saw him wave his hands, and a huge black light curtain immediately headed towards the centaur. As soon as Qingyun saw this black light curtain, he immediately secretly screamed: "Ma, I said that this old man's breath is a little familiar." It turned out to be the old demon of Qicang!"

The black light curtain came too suddenly, and it came too appropriately, completely at the moment when the centaur was pierced by lightning!