Yijian's thoughts, this matter can't be taken care of on Wen Mu'er and Yuan Hai's body, in normal times, he will definitely say: "What spell? As long as the sword qi is slashed, what is the slash?"

But now, Si Cong has been found, and Ke Song is going to trouble Si Cong, and he can't sit idly by. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

He exchanged a look with Long Ji, and after getting approval, Yijian said to Wen Mu'er and Xiao Nan: "Senior Brother Long Ji and I are quite curious, I want to follow and have a look, you are not familiar with the people here, you are waiting for us here!"

Wen Mu'er and Yuan Hai discussed the question of "how to change spells in accordance with the Heavenly Dao without weakening the power of spells in different 'realms'", and the two talked eagerly.

It was mainly Yuan Hai who told the story, Wen Muer listened to it, and gained a lot.

Xiao Nan listened with relish on the side.

Traditional immortal cultivators, spells, magic weapons, are the direct embodiment of combat effectiveness, Yuan Hai did not hesitate to professor, what he said was practical use, learning a little is a little, and the two women didn't want to leave for a while.

Wen Mu'er said: "Yijian, Long Ji, you pay attention to safety, go early and return early!"

"Hmm!"

Yijian nodded, and flew away with the dragon Jiyuken.

No one noticed that Yuan Hai secretly looked at the sword qi around the two of them, his eyes full of envy.

"Sword Qi! If I practice Sword Qi, no matter what the laws of heaven and earth are, it will not be possible to affect my combat effectiveness, so why spend this effort to study spell changes!"

......

It is very different from the laws of heaven and earth in the wind realm and Kyushu, and many spells are difficult to cast, but with the path of the two of them, it is still easy to track down Kesong.

After flying out of a certain distance, Long Ji cast the domain and wrapped a sword, the air moved slightly, and the figures and breath of the two of them dissipated in the air, unable to detect.

As he flies, he casts a spell to find the exact location of the sag.

After a few cups of tea, Kezon let out a sneer and locked onto a high mountain not far away.

At first glance, the peaks are verdant and no different from ordinary peaks.

If you look closely, you can find that the mountain peak is extremely quiet, and several surrounding peaks are chirping insects and birds, but this mountain peak is quiet and has no movement.

Since the awakening of the first sword, the talent of the spell has risen, and the perception of heaven and earth has improved by several steps, and at a glance, it can be seen that the mountain peak is wrapped in strange power.

"Senior Brother Long Ji, it seems that Si Cong has been found, what I didn't expect is that Si Cong actually cultivated, and Senior Brother Huo Wuyin didn't mention it to us!"

Long Ji said: "Senior Brother Huo Wuyin came over secretly, I guess I didn't check it carefully!"

Under the starry sky, the silver starlight was hazy, like a steaming mist in the sky, and a cloud of air fluctuated slightly, hanging hundreds of feet behind Kesong.

Ke Song held a compass-style magic weapon in one hand, and pinched the magic weapon in the other, the starlight above the compass twisted, and a slight roar came from one place on the mountain peak.

"Boom ......"

The rocks collapsed, and a black shadow pressed against the ground, scurrying into the distance.

"Hmph! I found it, and I want to run!"

Ke Song put away the compass and took out a talisman, and his expression of pain flashed.

The talisman spontaneously combusted without fire, and a breeze blew inexplicably, rolling the ashes into the air.

Ke Song pointed to the black shadow below and said coldly: "Fixed!"

The ashes in the air turned to flying ash, and there was a roar below, and the rapidly flying black shadow seemed to have hit something soft, and could not move forward.

The shadow changed direction, still trapped in place.

Long Ji said: "Si Cong is trapped, let's act at the opportunity, if we can not reveal our identity, try not to expose our identity! If it really doesn't work, senior brother, don't make a move, I'll use spells!"

"Good!"

Through the bright starlight, it is undoubtedly Si Cong who can see the dark shadow clearly.

Using sword qi, it is easy to expose their identities, and it is too eye-catching for two dignified Sword Sect cultivators of the Jindan Realm to meddle in such a "trivial matter".

A sword is not good at spells, so he can only rely on Long Ji to make a move.

Si Cong's expression was a little confused, he had not been cultivating for a long time, and he was facing a long-established master like Shang Kesong, and there was basically no chance of winning.

Ke Song looked at Xi Cong's nervous expression with satisfaction: "Evil barrier, you secretly did it, disrupted my spell, and you still don't kneel down and admit your mistake!"

Kesong landed on the ground, step by step, and walked towards Sicong.

Every time you step on it, the power of heaven and earth fluctuates once, and every fluctuation is stronger than the previous fluctuation.

"Evil obstacles! This seat doesn't need to make a move, just with the power of Dao Yun, it can make you bow down!"

Si Cong looked surprised, and quickly pinched the spell.

In the realm, Yijian chuckled and said, "Dao Yun, it's just that you can perceive the flow of the power of heaven and earth, guide and use it, and dare to call it Dao Yun?"

The power of heaven and earth in the wind realm is lazy and scarce, and even a sword in the Jindan realm is difficult to refine and absorb.

Perceiving the traces of the power of heaven and earth means that he can control the power of heaven and earth, which is extremely remarkable for Kesong in the Qi Refining Realm!

The magic trick of Si Cong pinched, and the power of heaven and earth that was lazy suddenly accelerated, and a spiritual pressure was also formed, and the momentum of his whole person increased sharply, colliding towards the spiritual pressure.

"What a wicked obstacle! You actually have comprehended the Dao Yun, what treasure have you got! Hand it over, spare your soul to be reincarnated!"

"Humph!"

Si Cong sneered disdainfully, the magic method changed, and the spiritual pressure suddenly pierced like an awl, piercing the door of Ke Song's face.

Ke Song stretched out his hand and slapped it forward, a few zhang square, and the illusory big hand crushed the spiritual pressure of Si Cong.

"Buzz ......"

The air shook, and Ke Song once again took out the compass magic weapon and aimed it at Si Cong.

Yijian said anxiously: "Senior Brother Long Ji, Si Cong is the Dao of building a foundation and breaking through the realm, and Kesong is refining qi through the realm, the difference is too big, why don't we go down and help!"

Long Ji looked at Si Cong thoughtfully: "Si Cong has hole cards that have not been used, and he has forgotten the golden light of his envoy?"

Long Ji uses a spell, and it is likely that he will be counterattacked by Kesong and will be counterattacked!

Long Ji is not strong enough to ignore the gods of the realm, and the spell will be devoured, and he will also be seriously injured!

The difference between the Foundation Building Realm and the Qi Refining Realm is a big realm, and it is simply insurmountable, not to mention that the laws of heaven and earth are special with the Wind Realm, and Si Cong has no chance of winning at all.

But Si Cong was not flustered, the magic tricks changed one after another, the air twisted, and hundreds of tiny, palm-sized whirlwinds swirled rapidly in mid-air.

"Shattered Star Killing Array!"

The whirlwind flew irregularly, blocking every angle of the upper and lower squares of Kesong, and the light of the stars was distorted by the whirlwind, and within the range of tens of zhang of the formation, it was completely black.

Ke Song couldn't dodge and fell into the emerging formation, the whirlwind flew silently, but it contained a strong killing intention, even if he was a big level higher than Xi Cong, cold sweat broke out on his back.

"The Netherworld!"

Kesong shouted, the black ghost light on the compass flashed, and hundreds of illusory figures appeared, and the figures howled "woo", and the resentment filled the space of hundreds of zhang.

The resentment invaded, and Si Cong was like falling into an ice cave, his arms trembled, and he almost couldn't hold the magic trick.

"Kesong, you are so bold, you dare to sacrifice such a resentful spirit, how many hurtful things have you sitted on!"

"Break it for me!"

Ke Songli ignored it, the compass turned, hundreds of resentful spirits flew, and the air almost stopped.

The invisible and powerful force shook through the air, and hundreds of wind whirlwinds were like blown out candlelight, flickering lightly, and then dissipated.

The air between his hands suddenly exploded, and the hands that had pinched the spell were shaken apart by the explosion, and blood was dripping with blood.

"Turn!"

Blood gushed out, but Si Cong did not panic, as if he did not feel the severe pain, and let out a short syllable.

The flying blood twisted and changed, turning into hundreds of tiny talismans, and more wind whirlwinds appeared, and within a radius of a hundred zhang, the wind howled, not only replacing the position of the wind whirlpool just now, but also surrounding Kesong, and even Kesong's figure could not be seen.

Yijian exclaimed: "Amazing, such a reaction, the combat talent is really outstanding!"

Although the wind whirlwind is many and fierce, but the gap between the two people is really too big, Ke Song is not in a hurry, and the royal envoy resentful spirits form a formation, slowly fading the wind whirlwind of Sicong.

There are fewer and fewer whirlwinds, and if this momentum continues, it is only a matter of time before Sicong loses.

Si Cong kept pinching the spell, constantly mobilizing his true qi, and maintaining the spell.

The true qi is consumed very quickly, and it will soon be consumed by seventy or eighty percent, and when the true qi is completely consumed, Si Cong will have no power to resist at all!

"Hahaha...... Evil obstacles, it's still time to surrender now, I don't care about the past!"

Kesong's voice was clearly heard in the ears of the sonic wind through the wind.

"Humph!"

In response to Kesong, it was a cold snort from Si Cong, and a faint golden light slowly rose from behind.

Hundreds of feet away, a figure swayed, and the golden light behind Si Cong made him quite moved, however, for some reason, the figure moved a little and restrained his breath.

"Huh?"

Long Ji glanced at it suspiciously, and a golden light flashed in his eyes: "Someone...... What a clever breath collection spell, the Tao of the Jindan realm. In the wind world, the advantages of the aborigines are too great to be discovered. ”

Long Jidao: "Senior Brother Yijian, there is a native of the Jindan Realm hidden next to him, guess what he does?"

Yijian's divine sense did not find the cultivator in the dark, but he fully trusted Long Ji's judgment.

"Cultivator in the dark, I can't guess that there is nothing noteworthy about Si Cong...... The only treasure is probably his golden magic weapon!"

The two looked at each other and knew what to expect.

In the distance, two powerful breaths broke into the range of Kesong's induction, from far to near, locking here, and in a few breaths, it flew over a distance of thousands of zhang.

"Boom ......"

Two cultivators with gloomy breath and wearing loose Taoist uniforms stood in mid-air in the air, and under the rapid sudden stop, the Taoist uniforms were lifted high by inertia, and the air was impacted, making bursts of roaring sounds, and the momentum was terrifying.

A cultivator swept around, and Sen Leng swept his gaze over Si Cong, who was a spirit, as if he was being targeted by a poisonous snake, and his hair stood on end.

"The Five Ghost Sects do things, who has the audacity to entrust the Heavenly Imperial Envoy to the resentful spirits? Don't you know the ban?"

"Five Ghost Gates!" (To be continued.) )