Gu Xiaozhao slowly walked along the mountain wall, without using his true qi or spiritual power, and without even releasing his thoughts. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The walls of the mountain are rocky, I don't know if it is because they have been attacked by the raging red tide for many years, and each piece has sharp edges and corners, even sharper than ordinary steel forged weapons.

It is torture to crawl on the mountain wall with the strength of the flesh alone.

If he can't use his true qi, Gu Xiaozhao's physical strength is not much better than that of ordinary people, after all, what he cultivates is not the outer door horizontal kung fu.

This kind of environment is beneficial to those martial artists who do not enter the stream and can only practice kung fu from other families.

The closer the red cloud became, the greater the invisible coercion, and the air was driven by the coercion to flee in all directions, forming a red tide one after another. Near the red clouds, there are almost no stone walls, only stalagmites growing in strange shapes, not straight up.

Gu Xiaozhao recognized that those stalagmites were stone cores.

The core is the hardest part of the stone.

Now, the skin and flesh of the stones near the red cloud have been blown away, and only the stone core remains, lingering.

At this point, it was no longer feasible to sneak forward.

There is a huge gap between stalagmites and stalagmites, and there are more than ten zhang at the narrowest point, and you have to use your true qi to jump over.

Standing on the top of a stalagmite, Gu Xiaozhao faced the wind.

The hem of the shirt is partly clinging to the body, and partly it is pulled in the air by the wind, flying like a flag.

He turned his head to look back.

In the distance, across a heavy mountain wall, he could see a small red figure resembling flames appear on a huge cliff somewhere.

He knew that this was Senior Sister Mu Xiaosang worrying about herself, but it was too far away, even if he had a sharper gaze than an eagle falcon, he couldn't see Mu Xiaosang's appearance clearly, and it was a pity to say it.

Gu Xiaozhao smiled.

Then, he turned around, and suddenly, let out a long howl.

In the whistling sound, the true qi stirred, forcing the oncoming wind back violently, and the qi waves surged forward, rushing into the red clouds with an indomitable momentum, blowing away the red clouds slightly.

The clouds cleared, revealing a touch of black.

There was an invisible coercion that moved slowly and firmly towards this side like a small mountain, and the waves of qi inspired by Gu Xiaozhao's true qi hit it, just like the foam on the surface of the water dissipated in an instant, and it couldn't make the slightest ripple.

"Humph!"

Gu Xiaozhao snorted, with the force under his feet, the true qi ran rapidly in the dantian, and rushed down through the Yongquan acupoint.

"Click!"

The incomparably hard stalagmites under his feet shattered like eggshells, breaking inch by inch, falling in a slump, and falling one after another.

Gu Xiaozhao rose into the air like a big bird, and flew over against the invisible coercion, looking very tragic, like a moth to a fire.

With the top of the stalagmite as a stepping stone, Gu Xiaozhao quickly rushed to the vicinity of the red cloud, but the more he moved forward, the slower the speed, and when he rushed in front of the red cloud, he was obviously weak.

The closer you get to the red cloud, the stronger and more condensed the coercion becomes, as if there is really a hill in front of you, and you have to dig rocks hard.

True Qi was stirring in the body, and the meridians felt a faint tingling.

Gu Xiaozhao knew that this was because the speed of his true qi was running too fast, especially his true qi was very special, moving forward in a spiral shape, once he made a mistake, the result would be catastrophic.

Gu Xiaozhao did not continue to move forward, but stood on the top of the stalagmite more than ten zhang away from the edge of the red cloud.

Red clouds swollen in front of him.

Yes, like a huge heart beating, the red mist spreads outward and shrinks inward, and every trace does not escape, no matter how far it escapes, it shrinks back.

Gu Xiaozhao took a deep breath.

In the Heavenly Palace of the eyebrows, the thought poked out, and spiritual power followed, floating in the air, and it was about to take shape.

Suddenly, time seemed to stand still.

The red clouds that had been spreading outward were rolled back in an instant, revealing an empty beach like the waters of the ebbing tide.

A huge black beast was suspended in the air, like a whale swimming in the vast ocean, and it was a giant in its own right.

The red mist was swept back into its body, but it was nothing more than a series of crimson runes.

Colorful and dazzling, mysterious and abnormal.

The moment those red runes jumped into his eyes, Gu Xiaozhao was like someone punched him head-on, a heavy punch.

Not only did the thought of poking out of the body escape, but even the Heavenly Palace in the heart of the eyebrows was dark, and there were waves in the sea of knowledge, and the Fu Dan was also shaking, and suddenly, the rhythm of the rotation changed.

A trace of nosebleed flowed out of Gu Xiaozhao's nostrils.

Gu Xiaozhao swayed, almost fell off the stalagmite, under the stalagmite was boiling molten slurry, fiery red and hot, if he fell into it, even if he was a congenital master, most of them would not be pleased.

The runes dissipate before they are formed.

Gu Xiaozhao gritted his teeth, and the Mingxin Fu was activated instantly.

Although the Mingxin Fu borrowed from the Heavenly Dao rules of the Tianyun Realm and transformed it into the cultivation system of this world, and the runes constructed were also the language of this world, in fact, it was an unknown secret method from an unknown time and space, so it was not affected much by this invisible coercion.

With his mind settled, Gu Xiaozhao stretched out his hand and made a move, and a piece of rune paper was caught on the tip of his finger.

The color of the rune paper is silvery-white, not ordinary pale yellow, and the material used is mixed with a large amount of seven silver essences.

This talisman came from the Nine Thunder Temple, and it once belonged to the unknown talisman master of the Hengshan swarm. At the beginning, the talisman master was wiped out by Bai Ling, and Gu Xiaozhao defeated Bai Ling again, and when he was cleaning the battlefield, he picked it up from the talisman master's carriage.

This kind of rune paper is very advanced, close to the level of magic weapons, and it is difficult for ordinary rune apprentices to stimulate it even if they hold it in their hands.

Without the support of the talisman, their divine thoughts were not enough to inspire such talismans.

Gu Xiaozhao was not an ordinary talisman apprentice, his divine thoughts were strong enough, and with the support of the Mingxin talisman, the thoughts barely rushed out of the body and never dissipated, which also stimulated the silver talisman paper held between his fingertips.

Then, he threw the rune paper out.

"Whoa!"

A bolt of lightning spawns out of thin air.

This lightning bolt seemed to be a huge magnet, and the few heaven and earth aura around it was attracted by the magnet like iron filings, gathering on it, and in an instant, the lightning that was originally like a silver snake turned into a huge silver dragon.

The silver dragon shook its head and walked through the air with great pride.

Then, it pounced on the beast, biting at the other, and white light flickered and flickered.

"Whew!"

Thunder sound!

There is thunder in the air!

A low thunder sound!

The giant beast moved, and shook its body impatiently, like a fire poured down by a basin of water, and the luster of the silver dragon dimmed in an instant, and then vanished.

Gu Xiaozhao shook and fell off the stalagmite.

Falling like a stone towards the molten lava below.