Liu Yi felt that the damage to the three souls and six spirits was a little marginal, but for Feng Qi Niang, it was like a treasure, and it was difficult to find it.

Over the years, they have been searching for it.

If it weren't for the life-and-death situation in front of them, maybe they wouldn't be able to help but treasure a person like Cui Yongran who had three souls and six souls was damaged as a treasure.

It is only because this kind of person is the most important medium for the Moon Ruyu Water Moon Illusion Record, and only this medium can increase the chance of success of the Water Moon Illusion Record, and Yue Ruyu herself will not be counterattacked.

Water Moon Illusion, a powerful illusion launched by Yue Ruyu with the help of her Infinite Golden Mirror, no matter how cultivated she is, under this illusion, there is no resistance.

It's a pity that this illusion can only be used three times in a lifetime.

Feng Qi Niang was thinking regretfully, when she saw Yue Ruyu casting an inquiring look.

Without any hesitation, she nodded.

After that, an iron whip was thrown at the unconscious Cui Yongran, the end of the iron whip wrapped around Cui Yongran's neck, Feng Qi Niang used a little force, and Cui Yongran had already flown sideways.

"Let's go!" she said, standing Cui Yongran in front of Yue Ruyu.

After the whole process, Shen Feixue watched from the side without saying a word.

He could see that Feng Qi Niang's expression was complicated, but he didn't think much about it, at this time, Feng Qi Niang in front of him turned his head, "Wait a minute, give this old guy a fatal blow." ”

"Good. ”

Feng Qi Niang Shen (qíng) was stunned, she couldn't imagine that Shen Feixue would be so indifferent.

Could it be that I wasn't nervous enough?

This is what Yue Ruyu exchanged for the Water Moon Illusion Record, which was originally prepared for the Flying Snow Sword Immortal, and the only two opportunities were wasted here, and of course she would be complicated.

It can be said that it will come to this point, and the use of this trick is completely caused by the guy in front of him.

If it weren't for the fact that this guy is a sword cultivator, it would still be of some use to them, so they wouldn't have paid such a big price to use this trick at this time.

Thinking of this, Feng Qi Niang decided to speak, at least cash out some of the price and get it back, "That's ......"

"Seventy percent. ”

Shen Feixue smiled, then turned her head away and looked over there.

I saw Yue Ruyu's right hand octagonal bronze mirror turning, and her left hand pinching the trick, and a golden light came out of the bronze mirror (shè), heading straight to the back of Cui Yongran's head who was unconscious in front of her.

All of a sudden, Cui Yongran seemed to be possessed by an evil ghost, up and down (shēn), exuding a dark aura, his limbs swinging wildly, and his mouth foaming at the mouth.

"Phantom!" Yue Ruyu sighed, and finally pointed out, pointing at Cui Yongran Tianling Gai.

With this finger, Cui Yongran Zhou's dark aura began to decrease rapidly, and Xuan Aotian, who was standing opposite, could clearly see this scene.

The dark and dark qi all entered his body from Cui Yongran's facial features.

"What kind of technique is this?" Xuan Aotian was stunned.

Although he didn't know the technique, he sensed the aura of danger.

There are many spells that require the use of a medium to be cast, and there are also those that require a living person as a medium, all of which are extremely powerful.

Now, in front of him is a magic that uses a living person as a medium, and of course he will feel dangerous.

There was no longer any hesitation, and with a flick of the wrist, the cold air was swirling with mud (shēn).

A frost tiger head condensed above him.

Compared with the first time it was used in Wangxian Tower, it was even more huge, more majestic and domineering.

A mighty tiger roar spread in the space, and the ice tiger roared and rushed out, running towards Cui Yongran, who was still absorbing black gas.

The ice tiger is magnificent, walking in the air, two feet away, and it can be reached in one leap.

With an endless chill, the tiger's mouth shrouded towards the people in the corridor.

Rumble~

The corridor collapses, the ice and fog rise, and the space (dàng) moves.

The Ice Tiger also collapsed at this time.

"Vulnerable!" Xuan Aotian sneered, he also didn't use all his strength for this blow.

Just because Shen Feixue is still there, the little thing in Liang Tianlin's mouth that can show Baizhang Jin (shēn) is still on Shen Feixue (shēn).

Gradually, the ice fog dissipated, and the scene under the ice fog was gradually revealed.

But......

"Impossible!" Xuan Aotian couldn't help but exclaim, this was a strange thing he had never seen in his life.

Under the attack of his ice tiger, the place was unscathed.

The fragile corridor is fine, and Cui Yongran, who absorbs the black gas, is fine...... Everything was as it had been, as if his frost tiger roar had never appeared.

Xuan Aotian exclaimed, and as soon as the (shēn) shape moved, he had already arrived next to Cui Yongran (shēn).

But this time, he didn't shoot at Cui Yongran again, but after Cui Yongran (shēn), the woman holding the octagonal bronze mirror raised his hand and hit him.

Rumble~

A thick icy aura appeared above his fist, and with one punch, Yue Ruyu's head was shattered.

But the real horror of his head (qíng) came completely, and the head that had been shattered into slag began to recover at a speed that was visible to the eyes (ròu).

But after a breath, it was restored to its original state.

Still like that, looking nervous, holding the octagonal bronze mirror, looking at the other side.

But this time, Xuan Aotian noticed that something was wrong.

Because Yue Ruyu's eyes have not changed, the tension is as if it has been carved.

"How is that possible?" Xuan Aotian muttered, looking at Shen Feixue who was a little further behind.

It is also a table (qíng) that solidifies, like a statue.

Xuan Aotian didn't hesitate, stepped forward, and reached into the arms of Shen Feixue, who was like a statue.

But his hand had just touched Shen Feixue, and Shen Feixue was like water made of water, rippling (dàng) and losing its original form.

When Xuan Aotian's hand was withdrawn, the ripples slowly stabilized, and Shen Feixue's (shēn) shadow reappeared.

Afraid!

Even if Xuan Aotian was a cultivator of the Mortal Realm, he couldn't help but be frightened by the scene in front of him.

This kind of thing (qíng), he has never heard of, how can he not be surprised.

His hand waved, swiping over the others (shēn), each of them like a moon in water, and when he swiped his hand over the figure, the person lost its original form.

Moreover, not only Shen Feixue and the others here, but even the people from the Qingzhou Sect after him (shēn) are the same.

These people, suddenly immovable, all kept their statue-like qíng. It seems that in this space, he is the only one who is a big living person.

It was clearly the effect of some kind of spell, and he was trapped in it.

Although he found out that it was some kind of magic, he couldn't find any flaws, how not to be afraid.

"For a moment, I saw only a golden light (shè) enter the mind of the person in front of me, could it be that golden light?" he muttered to himself.

After all, Xuan Aotian was a master of the Mortal Realm, and after discovering that something was wrong, he didn't move anymore, and began to analyze it calmly.

At this moment, I suddenly heard a strange appearance that broke through the sky.

Under this strange scene, Xuan Aotian was already nervous, and immediately noticed something wrong after (shēn).

Before the (shēn) body had turned, the crystal clear ice had already formed, protecting the (shēn) back.

After doing this, he slowly turned (shēn).

It was such a turn (shēn) that once again subverted his cognition of the cultivation of the mortal realm.

He was right, it was a sword that came out of nowhere, the sword (shēn) was snow-white, and other than that, it was very ordinary.

But it was this very ordinary sword that actually passed through his protective body ice. There was no collision, no contact, as if his protective body Xuanbing did not exist at all.

"No!" Xuan Aotian snorted, seeing that the tip of the sword was already a foot away, he finally reacted, and quickly grabbed the sword with both hands.

This moment......

Only then did he realize that it was not that the body protector Xuan Ice did not exist, but that this sword did not exist.

His hands, passing through the sword (shēn).

The sword was just a phantom.

Xuan Aotian's heart was relieved, and he no longer paid attention to this sword, and began to look for the strange thing that had just emitted again.

As long as it's a spell, there must be a place to crack it!

With such a thought in his heart, he wanted to find a way to solve it, but before his head was turned sideways, the coldness coming from his throat made him feel terrified.

The sword, the sword that was like an image, through the body protection Xuanbing, through the sword of his hands, was actually inserted into his throat at this time.

Didn't score an inch and three points!

A chill spread in his throat!

This sword is not fatal to him in the mortal realm.

In the mortal realm, the aura in the dantian has precipitated a huge amount and has formed a spiritual pill. No matter how serious the injury is, as long as the elixir does not disperse, it will not be considered death for the cultivators of the Mortal Realm.

Despite this, Xuan Aotian didn't dare to hold it up at the moment.

Until now, he hadn't figured out how all this strange thing came about.

"Although it won't be ...... for a while"

His self-talk was interrupted by a sound of breaking the air, and before he could turn back, his aura condensed, and the same protective body Xuan Ice appeared.

In the next scene, he could already foresee that the snow-white long sword passed through his protective body Xuanbing, blocking his hand with his hand......

The only difference is that this sword fell on his mouth (xiōng).

He thought about avoiding it, but as soon as such a thought appeared, the flying sword suddenly accelerated, like lightning, making it impossible for him to avoid it.

"(yīn) is dangerous and cunning, dare to fight the old man head-on!"

Injured twice in a row, Xuan Aotian could no longer be calm, and the majestic and sonorous voice spread in all directions, but there was no sound except for his voice and the sword that cut through the sky from time to time at that time.

Those people, still like statues, did not change, let alone make any sound.

......

I don't know how long it took, Xuan Ao Tianhun (shēn) was covered with sword wounds up and down, and at this moment, he didn't even have the ** to dodge the sword.

Can't hide!

This was the only experience he had learned from countless injuries, and no matter how much he dodged, the sword would always appear on his (shēn) impartially.

The most terrifying thing is that he has not yet found any way to crack it.

That is, he is going to be trapped here for the rest of his life?

"Shen Feixue, when I go out, I will definitely crush your bones and scatter ashes!" "Since stepping into the mortal realm, Xuan Aotian has not been injured.

The resentment against Shen Feixue naturally deepened.

Of course, he also regretted it at this time.

regrets that he shouldn't have handed over the matter against Shen Feixue to Xuan Yao to do.

After Wangxian Tower, he originally personally found Dan Xingfeng and others to take Shen Feixuegou's life, but Xuan Yao took the initiative to take it under the pretext of personally avenging Xuan Qing.

Originally, Xuan Aotian, who had reached the bottleneck of the first heaven of the Mortal Realm, was nothing to think about, so he gave full authority to Xuan Yao and went to retreat by himself.

Who knew that when the closure came out, Xuan Yao and the others were all hung up, and even he was still trapped in this unknown place.

Thinking of this, Xuan Aotian was annoyed, if he had killed Shen Feixue at the entrance of the dungeon at the beginning, there would not be such a (qíng) situation now.

There is no regret medicine in the world, even if Xuan Aotian regrets it, it can't change the current situation, and the sword that breaks the sky still comes from all over the place from time to time.

Gradually, Xuan Aotian suddenly felt a little exhausted, and this feeling became stronger and stronger, until it occupied all his mind......