The place where Gloland lives, not far from the Jiedu Embassy's Mansion, is a courtyard that covers a large area.

On both sides of the gate, there were two tall guards, both dressed as swamp people, these two people also looked good, with straight faces, staring, and seeing passers-by, they all stared viciously, looking like they were heavily guarded.

However, when this scene fell into Qiu Yan's eyes, a trace of deliberate imitation could be seen.

"These two guards are imitating the family members of the Jiedu Embassy, but they are fierce, and their momentum is still very inferior, and their cultivation is not comparable. ”

"Please come in, our prince is waiting inside. ”

When he arrived at the door, Song Gaosu stopped and motioned for Qiu Yan to go in.

Qiu Yan was not verbose, he raised his feet and left, striding meteors, and the two guards wanted to scare Qiu Yan with their eyes, but they didn't affect him at all.

As soon as he crossed the threshold, the scenery in front of him suddenly changed, looking like a garden passage, but Qiu Yan could detect the distorted artistic conception and flowing aura from it.

"Interesting, look at this jiashi, this marsh prince also laid down the Qimen Dunjia, which is already similar to Taoism, no wonder Nasong Gaosu didn't follow in. ”

Spells are to communicate aura and release emotions and thoughts, while Taoism can mobilize the power of the five elements, borrow the power of heaven and earth, and resist qi and blood masculine to a certain extent, so it can exist in the heavily armed Wuxin City.

After taking a few steps into the courtyard, Qiu Yan felt a breeze blowing and wrapping around his body, and it was easy to ignore it if he didn't sense it carefully.

"These auras have obviously been sacrificed by people, and they contain a demagogic smell, if they are wrapped around the whole body, they will blind people's perceptions, combined with the Qimen Dunjia here, they will immediately fall into an illusion and be unable to extricate themselves, it seems that there are also masters around the prince of the swamps, and he will make a move. They wanted to take me down, but when I came here this time, I never thought that I would really be able to laugh at my enmity!"

At the same time as his thoughts fell, the surrounding scene changed suddenly, the wind was howling, the sand was flying and the stones were flying, a good garden, and in the blink of an eye, it was torn apart, shrouded in mist, and there was a mysterious and strange smell.

Qiu Yan was not in a hurry. As soon as his hand was raised, a magic talisman flew out.

The talisman seal conveyed the artistic conception of concealment and breathing, and then he heard the sound of "crackling" coming from Qiu Yan's body, the flesh and blood trembled, the muscles and bones sounded together, and the blood rolled, he opened his mouth and spit out, spewing out a beam of air.

The qi beam turned red and exploded, bursting out with waves of qi and rich qi and blood, impacting the gathered aura at once. The illusion suddenly appeared a gap, shattering the aura around Qiu Yan and the aura that was entwined around his body.

He saw the right moment and kicked his feet!

Bang!

The entire ground shook faintly, and Qiu Yanren was like an arrow from a string. Walk all the way through the gap and rush straight to the house in front of you.

It's just that the gap is short, and when he saw that he was about to surge again, he saw Qiu Yan raise his hand and shake it. An ink-colored sigil flew out, melted into the ground, and turned into a shadow. Stretch quickly.

Qiu Yan's silence was as if he had fallen into the water, and he quickly sank into the shadows.

At this time, the aura that was pulled by the formation diagram was closed again.

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in the house.

Gloran sat on the chair and whispered: "This Qiu Yan has repeatedly offended me, if he was in the clan, he should have cut off his limbs and fed the beasts, but now we are in the territory of the Central Plains, we have to endure it, but we can't cheap him, today I will capture him and train him to become a puppet soul slave, then Song Yuan may not be able to find out, so he can get out of my heart." ”

In front of him, there stood a shriveled old man in a black robe with a hunched back, and when the old man heard this, he replied: "The prince can rest assured, the old slave's flying sand array is from the divine endowment of the ancestors, as long as it spreads out, don't say that Qiu Yan is just a scholar, even if the soul path is successful, it is useless, in this Wuxin City, the qi and blood are everywhere, and the soul path monks dare not go out of the body at all." ”

Glolan nodded and said, "That's fine, it's just that Qiu Yan also showed his hand before, and it is obvious that he also has a certain attainment in the path of life, so you have to be careful about this." ”

The shriveled old man shook his head: "Cultivation of the Dao of Life, as long as you don't refine your spiritual wisdom and don't practice your fist intent, you can only struggle for a while, how can you break through for a while?" You need to know that my flying sand array ...... Hmmm, no! This person still has such means!"

Before he could finish his sentence, a shadow spread through the crack in the door, filling half the room in the blink of an eye.

"This person has magical powers!"

The shriveled old man screamed, shook his hands violently, and there was a snapping sound from those two hands, and he poked out, but there was no flesh and blood, only white bones, and the bone joints extended outward, and suddenly turned into two bone whips, ten feet long, which twitched in the air, and smashed on the shadow of the ground.

Rumble!

The ground shook, shattered, cracked, these two bone whips looked light, but the density was extremely large, and they fell to the ground, like two stone locks smashed down, and the momentum was huge!

The shadow was smashed like this, bounced up from the ground, and flew out of a green-shirted figure, it was Qiu Yan, I saw him raise his hand and make a move, and the shadows all over the ground turned into a talisman seal, which was held in Qiu Yan's hand, and then opened his mouth and spit out, and another beam of air shot out!

Bang!

The air beam exploded, and the whole room shook, and the shriveled old man flew backwards from the impact, and the two bone whips lost their heads.

"Hurt people with anger? You have refined the third spirit, spirit!"

Seeing this scene, Glolan came back to his senses and recognized Qiu Yan's means, and couldn't help but be surprised, he had met Qiu Yan before, and knew that the other party had some attainments in the way of life cultivation, but the aura fluctuations shown were only to the extent of refining two spirits, but now, Qiu Yan had burst out with the means of refining three spirits to be used!

"It turns out that you hid your own cultivation before, it seems that you have other plans!"

Shouting in his mouth, Glolan's whole body was full of qi, and the true qi gushed out from the pores, was pulled and condensed by both hands, and then pushed out with one palm, and suddenly the air flow rolled, enveloping Qiu Yan.

The cultivation of this swamp prince turned out to be refining the three spirits and mastering the true qi!

On the other side, the bone whip twitched, and the outlines of all kinds of poisonous insects and poisons appeared, and a sticky smell like a swamp rolled towards Qiu Yan.

Hit on both sides!

Qiu Yan just raised his hand and stamped the magic talisman of the end of the world on Glolan's body, and then turned over and walked dexterously between the two bone whips.

As soon as the talisman arrived, Glolan's figure quickly twisted, was pulled into it, and disappeared.

"Prince!"

The shriveled old man screamed. But he was not distracted, and he controlled the bone whip to flip, and he was extremely flexible.

He saw Qiu Yan walking through the gap between the two whips, and he was not surprised but rejoiced: "You, a scholar, actually threw yourself into the net and fell into my soul whip, as long as it is rubbed, the flesh and blood damage is still second, and the soul will be invaded and infected first, and then it will be difficult to do it!"

Between words. The whole bone whip clicked, cracking open cracks, and small poisonous insects crawled out of it, densely packed, "buzzing" and flying, like a black mist, about to envelop Qiu Yan!

"Huh?"

Qiu Yan sensed strange fluctuations from the insect mist, and as soon as his thoughts turned, the green light flashed under his feet. Shrinking into inches, the person was like lightning, and in a blink of an eye, he rushed to the shriveled old man, shocking the latter.

"You ......"

The old man just opened his mouth. But after only saying one word, he saw Qiu Yan pinching the seal in his hand, and opened his mouth to spit out a flame.

As soon as the fire fell on the shriveled old man's body, it was like encountering boiling oil. It burns rapidly, spreading throughout the body in the blink of an eye.

Fire!

Zizizizi!

A strange sound came from all over the shriveled old man's body, and wisps of green smoke came out. The smoke is filled with all kinds of thoughts and emotions.

"This person is also a character who condenses the soul of the earth, but he has integrated his own soul into the spirit, condensed the bones, I don't know what the method is, just now he twitched with a bone whip, mixed with thoughts and fluctuations, as if releasing a spell, and practiced his hands into magic weapons. ”

When the thought fell, Qiu Yan opened his mouth and blew out, blowing out the flames on the shriveled old man's body.

The scorching flame did not scorch much on the man's body, but he looked weak and languishing, as if the fire had burned not flesh and blood, but soul.

Qiu Yan narrowed his eyes and looked at the old man.

"You called me over, and as soon as you entered the door, you used the magic of Qimen to trap me, I don't think it was for reconciliation, and I won't argue with you, I will take it all first, and then talk about anything else. ”

When the words fell, he raised his hand and slapped it on the head of the shriveled old man, knocking the other party unconscious.

"This person and the prince of the swamp people are involved in other gods, and rashly killing them will only cause more trouble, but it is better to collect them as pawns and squeeze out the value. ”

Thinking about it, Qiu Yan grabbed the shriveled old man's neck, lifted it up, and then turned around and took a step, the whole person was pulled by an invisible force, and entered the ink-colored talisman seal that was close to the end of the world.

In the talisman, it was still the scene in the room, but there was a thin layer of smoke.

As soon as Qiu Yan walked in with the shriveled old man, a beam of air shot out in front of him, and Qiu Yan was not surprised, he slammed his arms, danced the old man's body, and hit the air beam.

Rumble!

With a bang, the old man rolled and flew out, and the air beam disappeared into nothingness.

Qiu Yan didn't stop and walked forward.

Ahead, stood a solemn Gloland.

When he saw Qiu Yan approaching, he slowly retreated, and said, "I thought that you were full of truths like other scholars, but I didn't expect that you would have such a means to hide! Not only are you successful in martial arts, but you are also proficient in supernatural powers!"

Qiu Yan replied: "The truth is told to those who can listen to it, otherwise it is just empty words, and if there is no strength to support it, no matter how correct this truth is, what is the use? I don't know, little prince, are you willing to listen to me again now?"

Hearing this, Gloran became more and more vigilant, but looked around a few more times, his eyes swept over the unconscious shriveled old man, Zuihou lowered his head: "This time it was my fault, there will be no next time." ”

But he relented.

Qiu Yan listened, shook his head and said: "You are a person with a firm mind, you are not a person who surrenders defeat at all, but a hero who can bend and stretch, how can I return to the mountain? Besides, my target this time is the god behind you." ”

"What? Do you want to do it? Don't forget my identity, behind me, there is a whole tribe, your court ......" Glolan was startled, raised her head, trying to distinguish, but the goal was a knotted rope. (To be continued......)

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