The black stone slab in the secret room was directly turned into powder, and if it weren't for the secret room itself still being supported by the formation, the entire secret room would have been broken. But the nine great tripods in mid-air were still suspended, and there was no appearance of falling down.

When the folding fan scholar and the red-clothed monk saw this scene, they no longer cared about each other, and they had great power with a single blow. If the rest of the road is mixed in, it will definitely not be beneficial.

"The magic power of the induction monk is really profound. Yu Dao hid to the side, his eyes wide as he watched the two of them fight.

The fighting method of the Folding Fan Scholar and the Red-clothed Monk was a very rare experience for Yu Dao, and he only now truly realized the difference between a Monk of Enlightenment and a Monk of Induction.

This difference is not a world of difference, but it is also a difference between mountains and plains.

In the realm of enlightenment, the mana that a monk can use is only the mana contained in his body, and he often uses his full strength to perform more than a dozen spells to exhaust his mana, even if the remaining mana is profound, he can only hold on to it a hundred times.

But the monks of the Sensing Realm are completely different.

At this stage, the monks can communicate with heaven and earth, draw spiritual energy from heaven and earth to replenish themselves, and are already "qi eaters, gods and longevity".

Moreover, the magic weapon fell on his hand as if it were their limbs, which could be driven at will and do whatever they wanted.

The golden Buddha light bloomed in the secret room, completely covering up the prestige of Jiuding, and the shouts of the Buddha to subdue demons and eliminate demons echoed all around, such as Huang Zhong Da Lu, which made people feel shocked.

But at the same time, there were still flashes of sword qi in the secret room, folding a fan of the scholar, and a splendid picture of mountains and rivers swooped out from the fan, firmly protecting his body, and twelve fan bones swam around him like a silverfish, crossing traces in the air.

It's not like the two of them joining hands to kill the big man who carries the baton, they fought against each other for a full quarter of an hour, but they didn't even break the opponent's talisman technique.

"Thief bald donkey, there are so many treasures in Heihe Dao, do you have to come and rob me of this?"

The red-clothed monk's face remained unchanged, but he bowed and said, "Donor, this thing is related to me, and please donor it." ”

When the folding fan scholar heard this, his face immediately turned cold, and as soon as he brushed the fan, his whole body was agitated with mana, and his hair flew up.

The scholar gritted his teeth and said, "Then let's see who has deep mana." ”

The red-clothed monk stretched out his hand and grabbed the void, then pinched the thirty prayer beads in his hand and wore the strings with mana silk threads.

The two of them were one foot high from the ground out of thin air, and they were on the same level as Jiuding, and they looked at Jiuding in unison, and then the magic weapon in their hands shone brightly.

"Thief bald donkey, die!" the scholar shouted.

The monk calmly returned: "Don't be angry. ”

The air trembled, and two streams of light appeared in the air, making the chamber clear.

Yu Dao looked at the two spiritual lights, only to feel a burning white in his eyes. It took him a long time before he recovered.

At the first glance of his vision, Yu Dao saw the folding fan scholar standing coldly in mid-air, countless ladies and ladies dancing, and the water sleeves wrapped around the monk, wanting to refuse to return.

The monk is half-closed eyes, holding the Buddha beads tightly in his hands, stepping on a purple gold lotus platform under his feet, countless lotus flowers bloom behind him, and the lotus petals are scattered, floating towards the folding fan scholar.

"Zheng!" Under the fight of the two qi machines, the secret room was crumbling, and the remaining formation seemed to collapse in the next breath.

There was a great sense of depression all around, which made Yu Dao's mood sink. Almost subconsciously, he wanted to make a move and use a talisman technique to resist this pressure, but he held back and only endured it with his physical body.

The white cat stood on his shoulder, his little face tense, and his eyes stared at the folding fan scholar and the red-clothed monk without blinking.

The nine tripods are suspended in the air, and the black gas in the tripod is constantly rising, making the tattered flags look extremely mysterious.

For a full two quarters of an hour, the aura of the radius was drained by the scholars and monks, and the mana in the bodies of the two was also consumed, and their faces turned pale, and there was a hint of retreat in their eyes.

Almost at the same time, both of them made a gesture to stop.

But immediately, the two of them suddenly increased the infusion of mana, and they wanted to fight to the death.

"Poof!"

"Poof......

Boom! The secret room shook violently, and the surrounding formations were completely shattered.

Two figures fell from mid-air.

The scholar of the folding fan lost his voice and said: "Thief bald donkey, you are so cunning!"

The monk fell to the ground, spit out a mouthful of blood again, staining the monk's robe red, and he was silent and did not speak.

The folding fan scholar stared at the monk, his eyes flickered, he looked at the tattered small banner in the air, and his heart was entangled. But immediately, there was a sudden cramping pain in his back, which almost made him pass out.

The scholar touched behind him, and suddenly touched a rosary, as well as the blood on his hand, which made his heart cold for a moment.

"If you don't even have your life, what's the use of asking for a baby!" He suddenly came to his senses, and the scholar looked at the monk with a complicated expression, and then got up with difficulty and walked outside with staggering steps.

The folding fan scholar chose to give up.

When the red-clothed monk saw this scene, he coughed violently and said in his mouth: "Amitabha, good, good." ”

When the scholar heard this, his face did not change, but he scolded in his heart: "It's very good! If it weren't for the fact that the mana is a little inferior, you wouldn't want to get out of this ******* alive The monk saw the scholar walking to the door of the secret room, and his heart breathed a sigh of relief, his eyes were blazing, and he immediately looked at the Jiuding in front of him, as well as the small banner floating above the Jiuding.

Suddenly, the red-clothed monk's pupils shrank, and the hairs on his body stood up.

His body froze, his mouth open, and he couldn't say a word.

At this time, Yu Dao walked out and was standing in front of Jiuding, looking up at the inscription on Ding's body.

The inscriptions in the shape of a dragon were extremely difficult to identify, but Yu Dao had been under the hands of the Black Zombie Dao people for a year and a half, so he could be regarded as recognizable to these inscriptions.

The main seal engraved on the tripod's body is a magic weapon sacrifice alchemy, which is the Yin Soul Banner sacrifice alchemy. The rest are prayers, carrying wishes in words, hoping to use the Nine Great Tripods to successfully repair the "Ten Thousand Ghosts Devouring Yin Flag".

"Ten Thousand Ghosts Devouring the Yin Flag" is the name given to the tattered little banner by the owner of the tattered little flag, just as Yu Dao named his gourd "Du Er Hu".

"When is Your Excellency hiding here?" a hoarse voice sounded.

The folding fan scholar heard the monk speak, his movements froze, he turned around, and looked behind him in disbelief.

"Hahaha! Stinky monk, you and I have been fighting for a long time, but I didn't know that there was a fisherman standing next to me!" The scholar of the folding fan was stunned and laughed suddenly.

When the monk heard the words of the scholar of the folding fan, his face was extremely gloomy, but he didn't say anything cruel, just looked at Yu Dao.

Yu Dao heard the voices of the two and suddenly came back to his senses from the inscription.

He looked at the two of them and opened his mouth to say something, but Yu Dao opened his mouth and paused for two breaths and closed his mouth.

The voice sounded: "Two Taoist friends, let's go." ”

A ray of light floated out of Yu Dao's hand......