Chapter 85: Lost Soul
The expression on the face of the real man of the mountain changed.
The Tianshan Treasure Seal was pecked by the steel with a divine light, which made the real people of Dashan lose contact with the Tianshan Treasure Seal.
This treasure has cost him countless mental strength, financial resources, and time, if it is lost, the loss will be great, and the real people of the mountain are busy urging the formula, and they will see that the shrunken Tianshan Treasure Seal is constantly vibrating, blooming with light, and the stainless steel pecking is dead suppressed on it, so that the Tianshan Treasure Seal can not float in the air and suppress the Quartet.
At this moment, the white pheasant in mid-air that had been transformed by the luck of the prefect of Linbo roared in the sky, swooped down, and its claws stretched out like chicken claws, and grabbed a claw on the stainless steel peck, and the luck flowed and covered it.
The steel pecking was grabbed by the white pheasant, and suddenly lost its essence, and the divine light was introverted, not visible, and then fell to the ground, and the Tianshan Baoyin lost the steel pecking suppression, but it was a brilliant work.
Dashan Zhenren regained the Tianshan Treasure Seal, hated it in his heart, and injected his own mana into the Tianshan Treasure Seal in the air, and the Tianshan Treasure Seal turned into a green peak again, and fell straight into the Ciyun Temple, and many towers and temples in the Ciyun Temple were pressed by the Tianshan Treasure Seal and began to collapse.
Some people who are weaker in martial arts cultivation have also begun to bear tremendous pressure, and the white mist emitted by the Sancai Qimen formation has been suppressed by Qingfeng and has begun to gradually move downward, and the air under Qingfeng has gradually decreased, and many people, chest, mouth and nose began to bleed, even if it is a Zen master of Huitong, he is also under great pressure at this time.
"Lord Prefect, you'd better let them stop, otherwise, countless Li people in this fat city will die because of you, and you will be extremely guilty. Zen Master Huitong shouted out, his voice was loud, and it passed through the Qingfeng and Sancai Qimen formations, and entered the ears of the Linbo prefect.
The prefect of Linbo ignored it.
Qingshi Daoren, Dashan Zhenren, and Lin Lei changed their expressions dramatically when they heard this, no one dared to turn a blind eye to the threat of a congenital master, one was busy urging the Sancai Banner Gate Formation, and the other was busy urging the Tianshan Treasure Seal, which accelerated the death of everyone in Ciyun Temple.
"Li Yong, Li Meng, Li Yuanwai, Mrs. Li, Sister Ling'er, you immediately leave Feicheng and go to the Heavenly Master Ancestral Mansion of Yunwu Mountain to take refuge, it is no longer safe here. ”
Li Yong and Li Meng responded, "Yes, immortals." ”
Li Cuiling said, "Brother Lin Lei, you be careful, when it comes to that critical moment, you must first save your useful body." ”
Lin Lei nodded, "Sister Ling'er, don't worry, these days, your way of flying swords has progressed rapidly, and you escort them out of here, so that I can use my means to kill all the evil monks of this Ciyun Temple, and avenge the villagers of Wanshou Village." ”
"Only their blood can worship the heavenly spirits of the villagers of Wanshou Village. ”
Li Cuiling knew that Ciyun Temple had slaughtered Wanshou Village, which was something that Lin Lei couldn't bear in his heart, and the hatred of blood had to be washed away with blood.
"Brother Lin Lei, no matter what, be careful, I'm here. ”
Li Cuiling refined the flying sword she got from Yunli King Kong, and with this treasure to protect herself, ordinary qi practitioners were not Li Cuiling's opponents.
Li Yong and Li Meng held Li Chenhui, Li Cuiling took Mrs. Li, and several people showed their peerless light skills, and rushed towards the outside of Feicheng at great speed.
"Okay, well, since you ignore me, you want the people in this fat city to die. ”
Zen Master Huitong was ruthless, no longer paying attention to cause and effect, and all kinds of cause and effect were added, and it was a big deal to forcibly cross the catastrophe with the peerless Taoism.
As soon as the mind moved, a long banner appeared in the palm of his hand, and after the long banner appeared, it flew into the air, standing in the air, exuding red sand in the sky, billowing poisonous gas, and there was an obscure sound emanating from the ten thousand soul flags, as if hell was wide open, and there were many fierce ghosts and fierce spirits who escaped from hell and roared here.
As the sound sounded, many ordinary people, after hearing such a sound, their souls came out of their bodies uncontrollably, and after leaving the body, their souls were confused and confused, and they all rushed towards the Ten Thousand Soul Flags.
And the soul that first poured into the Ten Thousand Soul Banner was the soul of a kind of outlaw who died in the Tsz Yun Temple here, these people were fierce before life, and they were not good at stubble after death, they all turned into fierce ghosts, and were collected by the Ten Thousand Spirit Flags, increasing the power of the Ten Thousand Spirit Flags.
The prefect of Linbo listened to such a voice, and his heart was also confused, and the white pheasant turned into luck made a long roar, such a long roar, only the prefect of Linbo heard it, and after hearing this voice, his mind recovered, his eyes were clear, and his soul was stable.
This is the prefect of Linbo, who is full of luck.
Other ordinary people don't have such luck.
The white pheasant left, and the stainless steel peck of the Huitong Zen Master was not suppressed by the white pheasant, and flew back into the palm of the Huitong Zen Master again.
"I didn't expect that this wisdom has so many treasures, these treasures are only refined treasures outside the body, and his own natal magic weapon has not yet been cast, once it is displayed, it will be even more shocking. "The Qingshi Daoist looked worried, this time he attacked Ciyun Temple, I don't know how many soldiers and generals will be lost.
His Sancai Banner Gate was attacked by the Huitong Flying Sword, and many runes on it began to dim.
"Yes, he is the descendant of the Wutai Sword Sect, his swordsmanship must be extraordinary, his natal magic weapon is estimated to be a natal flying sword, the combat power of the sword immortal is amazing, and he needs to be extremely careful when fighting against it. "Dashan Zhenren is also worried, as innate masters, they have also begun to refine the natal magic weapon, once they cultivate the natal magic weapon, they can set foot in the foundation building realm.
Before the natal magic weapon is not fully formed, the innate real people are carefully cultivated, and will never easily release the natal magic weapon, because the natal magic weapon is the condensation of its own essence and spirit, and once it is damaged, it will damage the Tao, essence, and lifespan.
At this time, both of them were thinking about whether to use their natal magic weapon that they had cultivated for many years, at this time their natal magic weapon was not fully formed, and once it was cast, the realm would regress, and if it was serious, it might die.
Seeing that Huitong stainless steel was pecked in his hand, Dashan Zhenren was worried that his Tianshan treasure seal would be lost, so he hurriedly took the treasure seal back and put it in the dantian to warm up.
"Newspaper, my lord, there are many people in the city who fainted to the ground for no reason. "The soldier is strong-willed, the evil spirit is connected, and he is supported by the fortune of the country, but he has not been summoned away by the Ten Thousand Soul Banner.
"How can this be a real person?" The prefect of Linbo was not afraid of his own death, but he was worried about the people of Feicheng, he knew that people in cultivation had many means, and they could not be prevented.
Ordinary people are like fish and meat in the face of cultivators, and they can only be slaughtered by others.
The bluestone Taoist stood in the air, and with a move of his palm, he sent out a huge suction, sucking a fainted official on the ground in the distance and landing beside him.
I looked at the eyelids of this servant, looked at it, and my heart sank.
"If the soul is not there, the breath will be broken!"
"This is someone who has taken away their souls, it must be the long flag that Huitong sacrificed to take away their souls, so that they fainted to the ground, they are all ordinary people, once the soul is three-dimensional, it must be recalled as soon as possible, otherwise, after a long time, they will really die. ”
fell to the ground and said the matter to the real people of the mountains and the prefect of Linbo.
The prefect of Linbo hurriedly said, "Two real people, but what is the way to protect the souls of everyone, otherwise, let him perform evil spells, I don't know how many people's souls will be recruited by him." ”
The Qingshi Daoist shook his head, "The Qimen Dunjia I practice, if it is the Qimen Formation, I can still know a thing or two, but I am not proficient in this magic such as the Divine Soul, and I can't do anything." ”
Dashan Zhenren also shook his head, "I don't practice spells like divine souls, and I can't do this, but in my opinion, as long as I destroy the ten thousand spirit flags that appear above Tzuyun Temple, this soul conjuring spell will definitely be self-defeating." ”
Wanlingqi is the magic weapon of Huitong, with Huitong in charge, if you want to destroy it, it is almost a fool's dream.