Chapter 43: Again to the Ghosts
After Li Haocheng left Wangjiazhuang, he immediately took out a compass from his sleeve, and then called out the Water Moon Pure Spirit Flag, the Water Moon Spirit Pattern flickered on the flag, and a wisp of incomplete breath fell on the compass Tianchi pointer, the pointer rotated rapidly, and then pointed straight to the northwest.
The sleeve robe shook, and a gust of breeze swirled around Li Haocheng, and the pace under his feet changed, like a flying crane, galloping towards the distance.
It turned out that the reason why Li Haocheng left Wangjiazhuang in a hurry, although it was because of Liu Boyi's father and daughter, was more because he found that Liu Qingyuan had some kind of tracking spell on his body, so after extracting the magic breath, he immediately came to trouble the owner of this breath.
After chasing seven or eight miles, the pointer on the compass was messy again, Li Haocheng sneered, pinched the trick with one hand, and pointed at Tianchi and scolded: "Tiangan leads the way, the earth is open to the road, give me a decision!"
The pointer shook for a while, and the tracking slowly stopped, still pointing northwest.
Li Haocheng frowned, the jade talisman in the sea flickered slightly, the clear light fell, and the infinitely high spiritual sense made him sense that something was wrong, his hand was changing, a little compass Tianchi, an invisible mysterious power fell from the underworld, and after the pointer shook gently, it still pointed to the northwest direction.
Feeling the spiritual sense of constant warning, Li Haocheng was infinitely elevated under the support of Qingguang, and began to sense the fate in the underworld, and at the same time, several deduction secret techniques were used to explore future changes.
I see! A little cold light flashed in Li Haocheng's eyes, and he made a mistake in his steps and continued to float forward.
About half an hour later, Li Haocheng saw a Taoist man wearing a black Taoist robe, with a face of about thirty years old, white beard and hair, and a seven-leaf and nine-branch wicker in his hand.
As soon as he stood still, Li Haocheng took the lead: "I think this is Daoist Liu Daochang! Coincidentally, you have the same surname as my future disciple, but why are you so ruthless and want to be so ruthless to a child who is not yet young?"
Liu Daoren on the other side heard this, and chuckled: "The more he is guilty, there is no excuse, I see that the little Taoist friend has a pure breath, and he seems to be an authentic immortal Dao, so why bother me with such a struggle for the cultivation of the path of immortality?"
Faced with the accusation of the Daoist in front of him, Li Haocheng didn't accept it at all, and sneered: "It's not that Poor Dao wants to trouble Daoyou, but that Daoist friends deceive people too much, not to mention the calculation of the future disciples of Poor Dao, and at this moment, you still want to devour the mana of Poor Dao, and you are not afraid of breaking your old teeth." ”
After speaking, after a pause, the mana of Taiyin was instilled down, a cold wind blew, and a series of undetectable runes appeared in the air, these frozen runes bloomed with faint brilliance, intertwined and collided with each other, like magnetic light, and like Caixia, colorful, very gorgeous.
The seven-leaf wicker waved lightly, just to break the seal of those talismans frozen by the Taiyin mana, but Li Haocheng was willing to raise it with one hand, and shook it virtually, the Water Moon Pure Spirit Banner was held in his hand, and when it was raised in the air, the Dark Moon Dao and the Water Moon Spirit Pattern reflected each other, and the cold moon phantom was in the air, and the moonlight carrying the breath of death of all frozen things was scattered all over the place.
One by one, the talisman seals were shattered, and even if Liu Daoren sped up, he only recovered less than half of them.
Looking at the scattered points of light on the seven-leaf wicker, Liu Daoren couldn't suppress the anger in his heart, his face was slightly hideous, and his tone was cold: "Good! good!"
shouted three good words in a row, Liu Daoren's heavenly gate above the green glow, the willow branches in his hands shook, the rich like a substantial cyan burst out from the willow leaves, the gloomy and weird brilliance mixed with the Qingxia, turned into pieces of illusory willow leaves, and drifted towards Li Haocheng.
One hand and five fingers are flat, the white line falls to the ground and rolls up, the cloud lotus flower manifests, the golden lamp rises, the spark falls, and after touching the willow leaves, there is a crackling sound.
Holding the Water Moon Pure Spirit Banner with the other hand, he shook it violently, and two cold currents carrying the breath of death flew out of it, turned into two snakes and took off, strangled towards Liu Daoren.
"Carving insect skills!" The wicker shook, the ice snake turned into snow rice, and then trembled, layers of blue light rose, and a piece of incomplete talisman seals rose, with a turn of Liu Daoren's wrist, the wicker flew out, blended into the rising blue light, and turned into a willow tree with nine branches and sixty-three leaves.
A coercive and deep aura overflowed from the willow tree, and Li Haocheng suddenly felt that his heart was heavy, as if he was being pressed by a boulder.
"Broken!" Liu Daoren pointed from afar, and the endless willow leaves came out of the phantom, falling layer by layer, pressing the clouds on Li Haocheng's top dim, the lotus flowers withered, and the originally clear light was only a little spark.
Is this the real strength of the Ghost Immortal Realm, a little miscalculated? For the shaky talisman Dao technique, Li Haocheng didn't care at all, he stared at Liu Daoren, secretly frightened.
Although he had always reminded himself that the Ghost Immortal Realm was extraordinary and could not be underestimated, the fact that he had killed three Ghost Immortals in succession in Qingyang County made him unconsciously lack the awe of ordinary Immortal Realm monks for the predecessors of the Ghost Immortal Realm.
And when he was in Qingyang County, the suppression of the ghost immortals by the underground demon suppression Buddha Array also made him unable to accurately estimate the strength of the Jiuzhou Ghost Immortal Realm monks.
The combination of the two caused him to come alone after knowing Liu Daoren's strength with the help of the jade rune.
But now that he has awakened, it's not over! And this Liu Daoren is not in his heyday, and he can't deal with it at all! With a movement of his mind, the clouds and light on the top were completely annihilated, and at the moment when the spiritual machine collapsed, the water moon pure spirit flag hung down wisps of clear light to protect his body, and then a bright treasure mirror appeared in his palm, and the mana poured into it, and the golden mirror surface rippled like ripples, and a brilliant bright light burst out from it.
"What's going on?" Looking at the layers of willow leaves rotating back and forth, Liu Daoren was a little surprised, although his origin was damaged, this hand of willow leaf Dao technique still barely reached the realm of ghosts and immortals, in the case of the realm overpowering the opposite side, and adding the suppression of aquatic wood, life and death, the Dao spirit flag should not be able to support it for too long.
While Liu Daoren was pondering, a ray of bright light rose from the countless willow leaf phantoms, which were faint at first, but after a few breaths, they exploded wildly and spread in all directions.
Liu Daoren's complexion changed slightly, and the Qingxia gushed out from the holes around his body, blending into the willow tree with nine branches and sixty-three leaves, and for a time the green light around the willow tree was like a tide, rising and falling, and there were one by one talisman seals falling from the willow leaves, rising and falling in the green light, colluding and combining with each other, turning into a formation, forming a barrier.
The bright light shines, the green light surges, the rune seal chain is broken, the green light gradually becomes turbid, although after a while, the bright light will dissipate without a trace, but on the willow tree with nine branches and sixty-three leaves, there are still two yellow willow leaves, the whole tree looks very sluggish, and the green glow above Liu Daoren's head has also dissipated a lot, and the luster is obviously dimmed.
"Damn!" Liu Daoren, whose face was pale, almost overflowed with the evil aura between his eyebrows.
"That's true!" Facing Liu Daoren's angry gaze, Li Haocheng chuckled and said: "Why is Liu Daoyou so angry, no, no, no, I shouldn't call Daoyou Liu Daoyou, it's obviously Liu Daoyou, right?"
Li Haocheng emphasized that the willow character made Liu Daoren's face stiff, taking this opportunity, Li Haocheng once again sacrificed the treasure mirror, and a bright light sprinkled down, startling Liu Daoren hurriedly defended, but he didn't think that this was just Li Haocheng's false move.
The real killing move is actually the water moon pure spirit flag, a little ghost light rises, like the moonlight, osmanthus flowers fall, faintly there is a grand scene of the moon palace emerges, a god sits in it, raises his hand to Liu Daoren lightly.
Just as Li Haocheng was suppressed just now, in the face of this god phantom, Liu Daoren was also slow to react, and he had no time to dodge, so he could only choose to resist.