Chapter 106 Two masters

At this time, helping Wei Changgui to seize the Dragon Source is the top priority, and the others can be put aside for the time being. So Fang Wenyuan nodded and motioned for Wei Changgui to act.

Red Flame City looked at Wei Changgui and Fang Wenyuan's actions, his eyes flickered, and he didn't know what he was thinking. However, since he didn't act rashly, there was no need for Fang Wenyuan to trouble him.

Wei Changgui sat cross-legged on the ground, his hands quickly sealed, his mouth whispered a string of incantations, and then stretched out a hand, his middle finger and ring finger were bent, and the phalanges were pressed against the center of his eyebrows, slowly pulling outward. As his hand stretched outward, a white ripple appeared from his forehead, slowly condensing, and rushed into the cloud pillar with a flick of Wei Changgui's hand, and then disappeared without a trace.

This is not over yet, I saw that on his body, the figure of the five ghosts suddenly floated out, followed by his divine sense, and entered the cloud pillar.

Fang Wenyuan stood by Wei Changgui's side, and also closed his eyes, but he didn't settle down, just closed his eyes and recuperated, thinking about some things. Of course, he didn't let his guard down, and his divine sense was constantly spreading, monitoring the wind and grass around him.

The earth sinking talisman was engraved in his body, and he seemed random on the surface, but he was actually struggling to support it. The weight of the Earth Sinking Talisman continued to increase, affecting his actions to a certain extent. Just now, he obviously had the opportunity to pursue Chiyan City while he was victorious, but he didn't do it, because of this.

At this time, Fang Wenyuan, on the surface, was closing his eyes to recuperate, but in fact, he was running his internal cultivation to resist the weight of the Sinking Earth Talisman. The weight of the earth sinking talisman is not simply pressed on the shoulders or the head mountain, but evenly pressed on every part of the body.

Including hair, skin, muscles, blood, and internal organs, there is the weight of the earth sinking charm in every corner. At this time, the weight accumulated by the earth sinking talisman had reached 200,000 catties. Fang Wenyuan felt that his blood flow had decreased by a speed, and the spiritual power mobilization in his body had become more and more difficult.

However, the more this is the case, the faster the fusion of the ice spirit veins will be.

After the spiritual power in the body circulates in the meridians, the fusion degree of the ice spirit veins with its own meridians will reach a new height. These things, he only divided a small half of his divine sense to control, most of his mind, Fang Wenyuan was thinking about some things.

Since the Caixia clouds moved, all the seven-colored clouds have landed on the ground, forming demon beasts one by one, constantly taking the initiative to attack the people who enter the secret realm.

Moreover, when Fang Wenyuan defeated these demon beasts, he would harvest a trace of pale golden aura, and it just so happened that the dragon pattern hand bones would take the initiative to absorb them, and then emit out the bones of the whole body, gradually condensing their own bones.

Then, Fang Wenyuan made a bold guess that Caiyun was the initiator of the change in Caixia's secret realm. Caiyun is actually a barrier that seals the dragon source. Long Yuan wanted to get out of trouble, so he stirred up the clouds and landed all of them to the ground.

Separated a trace of dragon source qi and turned into demon beasts, but unfortunately the separated dragon qi was still wrapped in colorful clouds and failed to break through the seal, so it could only continue to attack others, trying to break the seal of the colorful clouds with the help of external forces.

However, when he met Fang Wenyuan, he had a hand bone left by great power, and this bone was just able to absorb the qi of this dragon source, that is, the pale golden aura, so it was cheaper for Fang Wenyuan.

He had followed the others and found that no one else but him was able to absorb this pale golden aura. Whether it was the demon beast he defeated or the demon beast that others defeated, as long as the pale golden aura that was separated did not sink into the ground, it was absorbed by him.

Perhaps the Dragon Pattern Bone Alchemy relied on dragon qi to cultivate, but no matter what, it was a great creation for him. Of course, the premise is that Longyuan is still here, and if someone takes it away, this creation will end here.

However, for the sake of his friend Wei Changgui, Fang Wenyuan had no choice but to give up

In the secret territory of Caiyun, under the pillar of clouds in the sky, there are three people sitting and three people standing. The ghost thing turned into a ghost by the ghost head knife flashed with a forest fire in his eyes, guarding his cold heart.

Chi Yancheng's hands continued to gather the blood and qi in the corpses on the ground, standing behind Shi Wan'er, and from time to time he looked at Fang Wenyuan, and a look of jealousy flashed in his eyes.

Fang Wenyuan stood there, closing his eyes and recuperating, but in fact, he secretly fused the ice spirit veins, and his divine sense spread out, guarding his friend Wei Changgui.

And a little farther away from them, near the edge of the secret realm, there were some disciples of the Feibo Sect who were rushing to this side, constantly hunting demon beasts on the way.

To the west of the Caixia Secret Realm, a dark black vortex appeared in the sky, and the other end of the vortex was not real. Suddenly, a hand like the bark of a dead tree stretched out from it.

Halfway through, the nothingness of the Caixia Secret Realm began to writhe, and a ripple rippled in the sky, squeezing the hand so that it could not reach in. Moreover, the black vortex was forced by the will of Caixia Secret Realm, constantly shrinking, and it looked like it would be bridged at any time.

At this time, an equally dry hand stretched out from the whirlpool, pulling the edge of the whirlpool outward, but in vain, the black whirlpool was still being bridged.

After a long time, a sigh came from the whirlpool: "I didn't expect such a small secret realm to have such a will, the old man didn't expect it, but if you want to stop the old man, you can't!"

After saying this, a young figure flew out of the black whirlpool. At this time, the two dry hands retracted.

The young man stood in the void and looked at his body, with a touch of vicissitudes between his eyebrows, and his eyes were deep, not like the temperament he had at his age. In the middle of the ring, the young man shook his head and said with a smile: "This body is acceptable, borrowing it for the time being, it shouldn't be a problem to take down the dragon source!"

His voice was dull and hoarse, and it was the same as that of the owner of Fang Cai's dry hands. After saying that, the young man went straight to the pillar of clouds.

At the same time that the young man entered the secret realm, in the Feibo Sect, Xuande Zhenren, who was pretending to sleep in the dojo, suddenly opened his eyes and muttered: "Originally, it was a trial of this sect, so that the new disciples could see the blood, and under the survival of the fittest, they honed their minds, and a few descendants of the evil sect appeared for no reason, but it was okay. But I didn't expect that there would be cultivators of my peers coming in, it seems that the older people are, the thicker their skin becomes!"

After saying that, Xuande closed his eyes and made a seal on his chest, and a light smoke floated out of his head, slowly rising into the air, and a twist disappeared into the void. When he appeared again, he had already reached the entrance of the Caixia Secret Realm, came to an inconspicuous inner disciple, and suddenly entered the center of his eyebrows.

This inner disciple's body trembled, and then flew out, ignoring the warnings of the same sect, and went straight to the center of the secret realm, the speed was so fast that the other inner disciples were suspicious.

This inner disciple is exactly one of Xuande's clones arranged here in advance, just in case of emergency.

Xuande accelerated in the air, and within a moment, he caught up with the young man who had just entered the secret realm of Caixia through the whirlpool, and said loudly: "Soul snatcher, but there is no one to deceive me in the Feibo Sect?"

The soul snatcher was stunned, looked at Xuande's doppelganger, his eyes were shining, and said: "Xuande old horseman, I didn't expect you to come in too, could it be that you also fell in love with Longyuan?"

Xuande smiled and said: "How can I covet Longyuan, the ancestor of this sect used the colorful cloud barrier to seal Longyuan here, the original intention was to maintain this secret realm, and I feel that it is a pity to abandon it." This time, if he wants to take it back, it is also his personal disciple who will do it. If I were you, I wouldn't fight for it. ”

A hint of jealousy flashed in the Soul Reaper's eyes, but he immediately smiled coldly and said, "Hmph, do you think the old man will believe your one-sided words?"

Xuande still had a warm smile, stood in the void with his head held high, and said: "Since you are here, you can't go back, you go to grab it or not, your clone will stay here!"

After saying that, Xuande's face changed suddenly, his evil anger escaped, and he waved his hand to make a golden palm print. This palm print is condensed like gold and steel poured, as soon as Fang appeared, the palm wind was like a dragon, and the surrounding colored clouds suddenly surged outward, making way for a road.

The Soul Reaver snorted coldly, and flung his long sleeves forward, the cuffs were open, and all kinds of ghosts emerged from them, and these ghosts let out bursts of sharp and poignant screams, which touched people's hearts. In an instant, it formed a long white bone.

Bang!

When the two collided, it was as dull as a bell. The golden palm print shattered four fingers, and the white bones rolled upside down, and a slight crack appeared on it.

Xuande pointed forward, and the last finger of the palm print was in the air, and he attacked again. The Soul Reaper's face changed, and he kicked on the bones. Under the collision again, the two were evenly matched, the palm prints completely dissipated, and the white bones also dispersed into a wave of ghosts.

The two come and go in the air, fighting each other. Its momentum was so amazing that it made the clouds churn and the earth appeared one pit after another. Suddenly, Xuande shouted: "The secret of death!"

Then he bowed his head and chanted, and a cloud of golden light appeared around him, protecting him in the center. The attacks of the Soul Reavers were blocked. After a while, Xuande shouted loudly and said, "The way to life!"

With that, his hands were pinned, and in front of him, a golden aura suddenly appeared. The Soul Reaper's face changed, and he flicked his long sleeves, trying to take the ghost back, but it was too late. A golden aura that shines brightly and absorbs all the ghosts.

However, Xuande did not stop there, stretched out his hand, and the golden aura emitted bursts of Sanskrit sounds, flying towards the Soul Snatcher.

The muscles in the corners of the Soul Snatcher's eyes jumped, and he burst back, his sword finger knotted in front of his chest, and he whispered: "Devil May Cry!" In front of him, a black-robed phantom suddenly appeared, and this phantom opened its mouth and let out bursts of ghost crying, like thousands of people crying together.

The sound wave set off a ripple in the air, the surrounding clouds vibrate, and the earth is full of dust. The golden aura issued by Xuande was also a shock, unable to move an inch, and finally collapsed.

At this time, the two of them were already very close to the center in the constant fighting. Fang Wenyuan and Chi Yancheng both saw the figure of this two.

Chi Yancheng frowned, looked at Shi Wan'er, a trace of worry flashed in his eyes, and then stared at the two people in the sky tightly, carefully guarded.

After Fang Wenyuan saw the Xuande clone and the Soul Snatcher clone, he was surprised in his heart, and under the induction of his divine sense, he found that the two of them were only cultivators in the middle stage of foundation building. However, the power of the magic spell between the hands is far beyond that of his peers, and the control of spiritual power can be said to be exactly the same, and there is almost no waste.

"These two people are masters!" Fang Wenyuan thought to himself.