Gradually, the ice ballast on the Golden Eye Eagle's body began to melt, and white steam came out of the upper and lower parts of the body, and the huge body of the Golden Eye Eagle seemed to have turned into a pot of boiling water, steaming.

After another moment, the white qi in the golden-eyed eagle's body and wounds gradually decreased, and finally disappeared. Blood began to gush around his wounds, and the cold poison had been plucked away.

The left hand of the Zen Master Wuzhi changed a seal, and he took out five or six golden elixirs from the Qiankun ring, flicked his fingers, and flicked them into the mouth of the golden-eyed eagle, and then, I saw that the huge wound of the golden-eyed eagle slowly began to heal in the bright Buddha's light at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Congratulations to Feng Tan Yue for surviving the catastrophe, please return to the basics!"

The Zen master of no anger held up the natal primordial god of wind and rain with his right hand, and gave it away lightly, smiling.

The little eagle fluttered its wings and flew to its body, penetrating through the snow-white eagle head, and the golden-eyed eagle body that was crawling on the ground was shocked, and with a clear sigh, it opened its golden giant eyes like wheels......

Han Yutong only felt that cold snort, like a poisonous crossbow, shot on his natal elemental phase, the mana in his body rolled and boiled like a flood that burst the embankment, and he almost broke out of his body, and he couldn't help but exclaim: "Condor sound needle!"

Under the pause of his body, he tried his best to endure the pain and fear of cutting out his bones and marrow, and continued to gallop at the mouth of the cave, seeing that he was about to escape.

Suddenly, Han Yutong paused his figure, and in the entrance of the cave that was close at hand, a sword curtain of cold light suddenly appeared, blocking the way, and countless sword lights were dense. The tip of the sword is pointing outward, and the cold is pressing!

"Sword Formation!"

Han Yutong exclaimed. The rainbow turned and flew diagonally, but unfortunately it was too late. His up, down, left and right directions are all windy figures!

"The Wind Shadow is Ever-Changing!"

Tan Yang recognized the magic power of Feng Wanli at a glance, but the Thousand Transformations of Wind Shadow cast by this thousand-year-old demon had simply entered the realm of transformation, and it was many times stronger than himself and even Hu Mei'er.

Even the cultivation of Han Yutong's Yuanxiang realm couldn't tell which of the countless identical figures in front of him were phantoms and which were real bodies, each figure was lifelike, and there were mana fluctuations on each figure.

Han Yutong was so shocked that the six gods were lost, sighed helplessly, and pinched the trick with his left hand. He was about to abandon his flesh * body and get out of the Yuan Xiang and escape from the clutches with the teleportation Dafa, but a cold sneer came from his ears: "If your natal Yuan Xiang is not afraid of the old man's five heavenly winds, just do it." ”

Almost at the same time, a handsome and dashing young Taoist in a feather coat and star crown emerged from the void, stood in front of Han Yutong, and said with a smile: "Han Daoyou, you should follow fate." Hand over a wisp of blood soul, maybe the wind seniors can give you a chance to reincarnate. ”

Han Yutong was completely dead, his face turned pale, and he asked in a trembling voice: "Who is the senior master, why do you use the Tianling Sword Formation of the Eastern Tu Linghai Pavilion?"

The handsome young man said politely: "Han Dao has friendly eyesight. Poor road Linghai Pavilion bell by the guard. ”

The cave where Han Yutong is located is the headquarters of the Black Wind Ridge Guard, which is guarded by the heads or patriarchs of the various factions that invade Xingyuan. Today is precisely the Hanyu boy on duty.

After handing over the blood soul and the Qiankun ring on his body, Han Yutong completely gave up his heart of resistance. obediently broke the ban on the cave, and led Feng Wanli and Zhong Tianshi into the cave.

The cave is spacious and tidy. The four walls are embedded with moonstone stones, which shine brightly.

After walking through a few stone rooms, he came to the largest stone room at the end of the cave, and Han Yutong took the initiative to open the prohibition of the stone room without waiting for instructions.

The stone chamber was tall and bright, and there was a circular white jade altar with a circle of three zhang in the middle, and a huge forbidden soul curse array was engraved on the altar. In the center of the spell array, there was a black-green jade stele, shrouded in mist, it was the blood soul stele of the forbidden Condor tribe.

Han Yutong cautiously explained: "The younger generation's Snow Lotus Valley is not good at this, this blood soul tablet is made by Jing Sidao, the master of the Six Yin and Yang Gates, and the younger generation doesn't know how to crack it. ”

Feng Wanli shouted outside the cave: "Brother Yu, great monk, come here." ”

Zhong Tianshi was thoughtful and asked, "Why don't you put such an important thing in the Star Abyss?" Wouldn't it be safer?"

Han Yutong bowed down and said: "The predecessors don't know, there are now six large and small sect families that occupy Xingyuan, mainly the Xiaoyao Sect and the Six Yin and Yang Sects. These six sect families also have wary of fighting from time to time, and this Black Wind Ridge is a common place for everyone, and it is managed by the head or patriarch of each sect family in turn, and each faction sends disciples to participate in the guard, plus the prohibitions are heavy, and it is difficult for outsiders to break it. In addition, this place is very close to Xingyuan, and in the event of an accident, Xingyuan can quickly be reinforced, so everyone jointly decided to put the Blood Soul Tablet here. Today is on duty in the next shift, but I didn't expect to encounter a thunderous blow from my predecessors, and I didn't even have time to call the police. ”

At this time, Feng Wanyu and Wu Yan Zen Master walked in from outside the cave with Tan Yang, Zhong Hongying and Hu Mei'er, followed by four big men with white hair and golden eyes, all of whom were members of the Six Tribulations Condor Clan, all of them were ragged, withered, and had vegetables on their faces.

The four big men came to greet everyone separately, they were the wind and snow, the wind and the fog, the wind and the frost and the wind and the ice.

Feng Jingxue knelt down in front of Feng Wanli, kowtowed: "Little nephew Feng Jingxue, I have seen my uncle." ”

Feng Wanyu was seriously injured and just recovered, and he explained: "Wanli, Jingxue is the son of a foolish brother. ”

Feng Wanli was shocked by the wind and snow, and said with a smile: "Okay, good! The snow is already in the middle of the Six Tribulations, right?

After some introductions and greetings, Feng Wanli pointed to the Blood Soul Tablet and said: "Chengji, great monk, the old man doesn't know much about these ghost things, you come to see this ghost thing, is there a way to crack it?"

Zhong Tianshi and Wuyi Zen Master carefully looked at the Blood Soul Tablet, and after a while, both of them shook their heads, Zhong Tianshi smiled bitterly: "Shame and shame, this kind of blood soul prohibition, only the people who set up the formation at the beginning have a way to break it, if you want to forcibly break it, I am afraid that it will hurt the Yuan Shen and even the lives of the Condor Clan, and the poor Dao is ashamed of being powerless to crack it." ”

The Zen Master of Wu Yan also said with a guilty face: "Just now, this Han Daoyou said that the Blood Soul Tablet was made by Jing Sidao, the master of the Six Yin and Yang Gates, and it seems that only by capturing this person can there be a way to think about it." ”

"Not necessarily. I have a way. ”

At this moment, a chuckle like a silver bell sounded in the stone room, and the person who spoke was none other than Hu Mei'er.

"Hehe, the old man forgot about you, a ghost girl. Feng Wanli smiled and said, "Girl, after all, the old man didn't hurt you in vain, if there is any way, hurry up!"

Except for Tan Yang, the eyes of everyone present were all full of surprise and focused on Hu Mei'er.

Hu Mei'er said confidently: "This forbidden soul spell array seems to be mysterious, but in fact, it is useless, as long as the spell array is run in retrograde, it can be easily cracked." ”

As he spoke, he sealed with his left hand and pointed with his right hand, and a spell hit the eye of the forbidden soul spell engraved on the altar.

I saw that the black light was flooding, and the various runes on the spell array seemed to flow, and the yin mist that was wrapped around the blood soul tablet was sucked into the spell array one by one, and a trace of black gas came out of the original black-green jade tablet around the body.

After a while, the color of the jade stele gradually faded, and I saw that in the almost transparent stele body, countless red or green blood souls were as thin as spider silk, dense, tangled and coiled, like a mess.

Hu Mei'er said: "Zen master without anger, Buddhism is boundless, it is the star of these evil laws and ghosts. Next, I have to borrow the power of the Zen master, otherwise with my cultivation, I am afraid it will take several days to break the ban. ”

As she spoke, her cherry lips twitched, and the Zen Master Chong Wuyi began to transmit the aura slightly, as if she was explaining how to crack the Blood Soul Tablet.

After listening carefully, the Zen Master nodded slightly and said in appreciation: "Miss Mei'er is so young, and her attainments in the formation forbidden technique are so high, I admire and admire them. ”

After speaking, with a flick of the sleeves of the Zen Master's robe, the Blood Soul Tablet flew from the altar to his hand.

He shouted a Buddha horn and said: "Amitabha, Feng Dao friend, when the old man breaks the ban next, you may have to suffer a little pain and offend. ”

As he spoke, the Buddha in the palm of the right hand of the Zen Master Wuzhi was full of light, faintly as if there was a Sanskrit singing, and then wiped a few times on the jade tablet, and the spider-like blood and soul in the jade tablet disappeared, and the dark green jade tablet turned into a crystal clear emerald green again, which was almost exactly the same as the color of Tan Yang's Yuanjing coffin after the sacrifice.

The original three-foot-sized jade tablet also shrank and became a four-inch-sized jade plaque.

Feng Wanyu trembled violently at the moment when the blood soul disappeared in the jade stele, and then shouted excitedly: "It's broken! My blood soul ban is broken! Thank you Mei'er girl and Zen master for your great virtue, my Condor clan will always be remembered in my heart." ”

As he spoke, he bowed to Zen Master Wuyi and Hu Mei'er, and the four big men were also grateful, and they bowed down one after another.

"Feng Daoyou, you can't do it, the old man really can't afford it, and besides, this is all the work of the Mei'er girl alone, the old man just did it. ”

The Zen Master hurriedly stretched out his hand to help, but Hu Mei'er didn't dare to accept this big gift, and shook his body and hid behind Feng Wanli.

At this time, there was a sound of the Divine Condor from outside the cave, rattling, full of surprise and excitement, obviously all the Divine Condor had sensed the breaking of the Blood Soul Prohibition. Once the years of suffering are lifted, one can imagine their joy and relief.

This joyful and happy atmosphere also infected Tan Yang, and the successive bloody killings just now brought him a great shock. Zhong Tianshi, who has always been chic and peaceful, occasionally shows a hideousness, which makes him creepy, and the majestic posture of the wind and clouds almost transforms into a god-like existence in his heart, making him bow and worship.

At this moment, Zhong Tianshi's left hand flickered, and a red and green round droplet appeared in mid-air, and then, he handed the jade plate of the forbidden soul tablet from the hand of the Zen Master Wuzhi to Feng Wanli, and squeezed a look at Feng Wanli with a smile......

(To be continued......)