Chapter Seventy-One: Shock
Ye Zhiqiu took the letter at the top of the place, noticed that Lu Ziqian's eyes looked at him, smiled at him gently, and saw that Lu Ziqian avoided his gaze, and he didn't care, he only looked at the letter in his hand slightly, and saw that it was no different, and he didn't suspect him, so he immediately opened it, took out the letter inside and shook it open. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info
Unexpectedly, at this time, a sudden change occurred!
A black light suddenly burst out of the shaken letterhead, and it quickly brushed on Ye Zhiqiu, who was caught off guard, like lightning, and then disappeared and disappeared into the void.
Such a shocking change came suddenly, and everyone reacted at this time, and immediately shouted angrily, each of them sacrificed the magic weapon, pinched the magic trick, and shrouded the Taoist and lay people who were stunned on the spot.
The few people present are the elite of the Pure Yang Sect, and the Tao is not weak, at this time they are angry, although they have not done it yet, but this coercion is already as heavy as a mountain, and the two people are just turbidity mortals, how can they bear it.
I saw that the old Taoist who practiced some foreign fur techniques, the body protection aura flashed, and then the old Taoist didn't say a word, and his eyes fainted on the spot.
And Lu Ziqian, the king of Jingling, was the most miraculous, at first such a heavy pressure cover like a mountain, where could this ordinary man resist, and when he was about to faint, suddenly a clear dragon groan sounded in his ears, which immediately lifted his spirits, and at this time, the weight that was originally shrouded in his body also dissipated.
At this time, seeing that the monks of the Pure Yang Sect on both sides were glaring angrily, each showing their spiritual brilliance, and above his head was a colorful and shining immortal magic weapon, this young prince couldn't help but be at a loss, and stood at a loss.
In the eyes of all the monks in the hall, there was a golden dragon on the young prince's body, hovering above his head, but whenever the mana aura approached a foot around him, it would dissipate and could not affect it.
The monks had preconceived ideas that the two of them had bad intentions, and when they saw this, they were willing to give up, and they would fight with their own magic weapons.
"Wait!"
Ye Zhiqiu, who was at the top of the house, was sitting on the futon, and at this time, his whole body was full of light, and it was faintly visible that his face was covered with a layer of black gas, which was flowing and surging like a living thing, which was very weird.
Above his head hangs an acre of cyan clouds, a majestic green river in the clouds, the waves are rolling, I don't know where to start, I don't know where to hide, the vast is incomparable, there is a green lotus planted in the middle of the river, the flowers bloom three feet, the whole body is green and shining, the water is dense, a three-inch villain sits on it, closes his eyes and knees, holds a nine-trick pill in his hand, recites the Taoist scriptures, the treasure is solemn, there is a round of colorful light wheel hanging high above the green river, like a round of colorful sun, the continuous glow of the sun, shrouded in the green river.
However, it was he who used Xuan Gong to fight against the strange black qi on his face and manifested the Fa Phase, and at this time, a stream of pure and yang qi fell from the clouds, helping him resist the invasion of black qi.
It was he who spoke to stop everyone.
All the monks in the hall saw that the master was speaking, and even when they stopped, they all looked over, and saw that the face of the master was covered with black energy, and they couldn't help but be angry and shocked.
The Wuzhu Sanren asked with concern.
"Is the master brother okay?"
The rest of the eight veins are also very concerned.
When Ye Zhiqiu heard this, he smiled bitterly and replied.
"Senior Brother Wuzhu, all the nephews, don't worry for the time being, the poor road is safe for the time being, but this black gas is weird, locking a wisp of qi in the poor road, and the poor road is purified with clear and yang qi, but it has little effect, it takes a lot of effort to get rid of it, and I don't know what the origin of this black gas is. ”
The Wuzhu Sanren thought for a moment and said.
"I'm afraid this qi is the introduction of the outer way spell, the poor road in the early years had met a foreign monk who refined the spell, this person is to use the yin and evil qi as the guide, pull the qi machine, cast the spell, this kind of foreign way spell is very fierce and weird, there is no trace when it comes, it is impossible to prevent it, please be very careful!"
When Ye Zhiqiu heard this, he pondered for a moment, and then asked Lu Ziqian, who was stunned on the side.
"Who told you to bring this letter to me?"
That Lu Ziqian reacted, and the current situation had already made him feel numb, but at this time, the immortal master asked, and the matter was very important, so he forced himself to calm down and said intermittently.
"It's... Be... It's my father, but my father will never harm the immortal master, and please ask the immortal master to know it!"
Seeing him so flustered, Ye Zhiqiu waved his hand and comforted.
"Don't panic, tell me more about this ......"
Before he finished speaking, his face suddenly changed drastically.
Burst~~~
A mouthful of blood spurts out!
"Senior Brother!"
"Uncle Palm!"
"Master Boss!"
Everyone present was shocked and shouted one after another.
It's just that at this time, Ye Zhiqiu had no time to respond, and when he was just speaking, a strange power erupted through the black gas on his face, which actually made his mana boil uncontrollably, impacting all the meridians and paths, he didn't notice it for a while, he was immediately traumatized, and a mouthful of reverse blood spurted out, where did he dare to slack off, and hurriedly ran Xuan Gong, pacified the mana, and resisted the strange power.
I saw that he was full of spiritual energy, and the Dharma phase on his head was drooping, and a large area of pure and yang qi formed a cyan lotus flower to surround him in the middle.
Everyone in the hall didn't know the situation, so they couldn't intervene, so they could only sacrifice their magic weapons to protect Ye Zhiqiu.
On the one hand, Ye Zhiqiu tried his best to calm the restless mana, and on the other hand, he had to mobilize the mana to assist the Qing and Yang Qi to resist the burst of mana.
The person who cast the spell was extremely vicious, and the timing of the choice was also appropriate, just when Ye Zhiqiu Dan had attained enlightenment, and his mana was soaring, full and surging, and he had not yet fully mastered it, when he was stimulated by this spell, even if it was like a beast that had broken out of the box, the flood that broke the embankment was extremely violent, and it took a lot of energy to restrain it.
He gritted his teeth for support, but before the black qi that locked the qi machine was removed, the mana power was continuously exerted, making him double the pressure, and he was already retreating, and many meridians and passages in his body had been filled and destroyed by the restless mana, like a thousand sharp knives cutting meat.
The situation was precarious, but although he was surprised by the strange ferocity of this outer path spell, he had not panicked, and the current situation could still be controlled, only to see him carry a controlled mana to sacrifice the white jade Ruyi in his hand.
That Ruyi immediately soared into the air, flew above his head, and then his whole body was shaken, and three strange lights fell down into a bright white curtain that enveloped him.
With the light of this white jade wishful treasure, the restless mana in Ye Zhiqiu's body was immediately suppressed, and no matter how the strange magic power was agitated, it just stopped moving.
Seeing this, Ye Zhiqiu couldn't help but be overjoyed when he knew that his baby had made a contribution, and hurriedly mobilized the Qinghe Yang Qi to continuously encroach and drive away the black qi that locked a wisp of qi.
His white jade is like jade is a magic weapon newly obtained from the treasure house of the Pangu Great Realm, when he was married before, due to some mistakes, he attracted the Heavenly Providence Giant Knife to slash the treasure house palace, although it was resisted by the treasure light of the temple, but the Heavenly Providence Giant Knife was not idle, and he cut down a lot of magic weapons that turned into stars, and fell in the treasure house hall, which happened to be cheaper than Ye Zhiqiu.
This white jade Ruyi is one of them, called the three treasure jade Ruyi, the origin is not small, it was originally the magic weapon of the original Tianzun of the Yuqing saint among the three Qing saints in the Pangu Great Realm, and once entered the Jiuqu Yellow River Array to kill the Qiongxiao Niangniang among the three Xiao Immortals, which is quite powerful and extraordinary.
As the saying goes, there are three treasures in the sky, the sun, the moon and the stars, and people have three treasures, and they are spiritual.
This is how these three treasures and jade ruyi got their name.
The three treasure jade ruyi in Ye Zhiqiu's hand cannot be compared with the original, but it is also extraordinary, but due to the clumsy material, it can only be relegated to the rank of middle-grade immortal weapons, but its core Dao seal is the same, and it is naturally effective without hindrance.
Once this wishful sacrifice is made, it can release the three lights of the sun, moon and stars, and fix the three treasures of the monk's spirit, and even the mana of the whole body can not be carried, and then it will come down, just like Mount Tai pressing the top, the heavy body will die, and the light will be hit hard, it is really the same great treasure.
At this time, Ye Zhiqiu sacrificed this treasure Ruyi, that is, to use the three lights of the sun, moon and stars to fix his own essence and spirit and the restless mana together, leaving only a part of the controllable mana to assist the Qing and Yang Qi to clear the black qi of the spell, which is the right medicine, so that the outer way spell is not feasible.
Here, Ye Zhiqiu is gradually getting better, and the black qi that is used as a traction is slowly being expelled and dissolved under the clear and yang qi, although it is slow, it is already a feasible way, and it is only a matter of time before it is completely removed.
On the other side, in a secret cave, a monk wrapped in black gas is chanting mantras in front of a black flag, kowtowing from time to time, and a wide wooden basin is placed in front of him.
With the monk's continuous bowing, chanting mantras, the wooden basin rose up a series of visible blood mist, fluttering and winding on the black flag, the black flag seems to have spirituality, from time to time trembling, each time the blood mist on the flutter will be a little thinner, as if it was absorbed, one after another black gas rose from the black flag and disappeared into the void, I don't know where to go, the cave continues to echo the monk's strange incantations, this scene makes people look a little terrible, creepy.
"Huh!"
The monk seemed to notice something, and he was so shocked that even the incantation in his mouth paused for a moment, and after a few breaths, he only heard him laugh a few times and muttered to himself.
"What a pure Yangzi, but there is a bit of Taoism, this seat also underestimated you, and was able to resist the blood spell of this seat, but today should be the day of your burial, or not, originally this seat was still merciful, and wanted to send you into reincarnation, since you are so stubborn and stubborn, then this seat will make you immortal and not reborn!"
After that, he picked up the bell at hand and shook it lightly a few times.