Strange mountains and rivers

"Okay, I've long wanted to test whether the Jiang family has lived up to its reputation."

A figure suddenly emerged from the ground. The short and thin monk holding a fire-sealing fan already had a black silky triangular flag in his other hand.

He suddenly waved the small flag, and the entire three-foot radius of the ground suddenly collapsed, falling into darkness and deathly silence.

Thousands of ghosts emerged from the ground and howled, swarming towards the young foundation builder who was standing in the dark depression.

The young Zhuji looked at the short and thin monk and said slightly: "Han Yu? It really is you, you monster, you actually hid in Nanchu..."

The short and thin monk was not surprised that he was recognized, and smiled faintly: "Jiang Daning, I heard that you are a leader in building the foundation of the Jiang family. It just so happens that I have long wanted to try the skills of our Jiang family. Come on, get up! "

As the black flag in his hand waved again, ghosts danced in the ground, and ghostly energy formed, forming a strange vortex-shaped wave of air that swallowed up a young young foundation building standing in the air.

The young foundation builder did not dare to neglect. He raised his sword in his hand, and the clear sword energy came out.

Just such a stroke immediately split the three-foot-long abyss in darkness into two halves. With one pull of the long sword, the entire black hole suddenly turned into four petals.

With a few strokes of the brilliant sword energy, the dark trap created by the opponent was cut into pieces.

The short and thin monk didn't care, a sinister smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

The black triangular flag waved again, and the entire dark space suddenly expanded another foot.

The surging dark smoke mixed with the wails and cries of ghosts kept rolling towards the young foundation, seeming to completely submerge it.

Then with a wave of the wind and fire fan, dark flames rose up in the smoke, almost igniting the corners of the young Zhuji's robe.

Young Zhuji's face finally turned serious, and his sword flashed continuously in the darkness, like stars suddenly shining brightly.

Immediately afterwards, the sky was filled with stars. No matter how the dark mist and flames surged, it was still difficult to drown out the light of the stars.

Chen Huaisheng actually had a premonition long ago.

His Taishang Sensing Technique was not accurate in predicting good things, but it seemed to be quite accurate in predicting bad things, so he did not relax his vigilance even after boarding the aircraft.

He was carefully observing his surroundings until the plane took off.

So he was the first to notice the red light coming.

When Tang Jingtian started shouting, he had already used the Feiteng Talisman immediately.

Jumping in the air, he was almost on par with Yu Fengqian, and the mirage thorn vine in his hand was activated immediately.

Like an evil dragon emerging from the ground, a black thorn vine as thick as an arm shot up from the ground, spiraling straight towards a monk in sackcloth who was blocking Chen Huaisheng's path.

The monk in sackcloth obviously didn't expect Chen Huaisheng to rush over. He didn't even take out the magical sword in his hand, but launched an attack on the spiritual plant from the ground. He hurriedly swung his sword to ward off the coiling of the thorn vine.

But the thorn vines transformed into three in an instant, and then in the blink of an eye, they transformed into nine thorn vines, sweeping toward him with overwhelming ferocity.

The shocked monk in linen made waves with his long sword, trying to chop the thorn vines into pieces.

He knew it was a ghost thorn vine, but with this sword swing, the thorn vines coming towards him were swept away.

Before he could react in horror, a thorn vine came from the side and was already tightly wrapped around his left foot.

Not the ghost thorn vine? !

It's actually a phantom mirage vine? !

No, the phantom vine does not have such tentacle barbs. The severe stinging pain caused the monk Mai's face to distort. Only the ghost thorn vine has such tentacle barbs, but how could he cut the air with one sword?

His luck was reversed, and he swung the long sword in his hand again. The sharp sword energy flipped over his feet repeatedly, and the thorn vines wrapped around his feet suddenly broke.

A feeling of dizziness made the monk in sackcloth quickly take out the elixir from his bag. Before he could take the elixir, the flame front talisman in Chen Huaisheng's hand had already exploded out, and the blazing flames rushed towards his face with fierce military-breaking energy. Come.

If you don't come out, you will be killed. This is Chen Huaisheng's creed.

The guy opposite is at the fourth level of Qi Refining, and has extremely rich combat experience, far beyond the level of those at the fifth level of Qi Refining in the sect.

If you can't give the opponent a fatal blow at the first time, then once the opponent recovers, you will be dead.

As soon as the Yanfeng Talisman was released, the two Zuoyuan Pills in Chen Huaisheng's mouth had been chewed and swallowed, and the puppet killing in his hand suddenly started.

This is the 180 spirit stones that Chen Huaisheng bought at a street stall today. The third-level puppet killing only needs to cover the opponent's puppet spirit during the battle and lock the puppet spell to activate it.

With the activation of the Flame Edge Talisman and the surprise attack of the Mirage Thorn Vine, Chen Huaisheng successfully held back his opponent. Chen Huaisheng twisted his hands around the bamboo puppet that had begun to glow dark yellow, and twisted it with all his spiritual power.

The bamboo puppet let out a shrill howl, and the entire puppet's bamboo head was violently twisted off by Chen Huai.

I saw the neck of the linen monk who had just withstood the fierce blow of the Flame Edge Talisman with his magic shield suddenly twisted in a strange way.

Just like the bamboo puppet in Chen Huaisheng's hand, the neck suddenly bent down.

A large amount of blood foam overflowed from the corners of his nose and mouth, and his eyes were like a dead fish staring at Chen Huaisheng, while his finger pointed at Chen Huaisheng but refused to put it down.

Finally he fell to the ground.

Chen Huaisheng couldn't help but grin. The fishy smell from his lungs rushed into his nose and throat. He coughed twice and spit out a blood mass.

Almost like the opponent, puppet killing is like this, hurting others and hurting yourself.

Although you can kill your opponent with this puppet technique, the opponent's spiritual power will come back to you through the puppet spell. If you can't hold it back, you will still be killed and both sides will be hurt.

Fortunately, the double blow of Mirage Thorn Vine and Flame Edge Talisman prevented the opponent from having any more energy left to resist the powerful attack of Puppet Killer.

"Bao Er!"

The other cultivator with loose hair on the side was so shocked that he couldn't believe his eyes. Isn't he a second-level Qi refining person? Why did Bao Er fall down first?

I haven't seen the other party using any magical talismans. Be it the Ghost Thorn Vine or the Flame Edge Talisman, they are just ordinary methods. Why can't Bao Er still be able to deal with them?

Hu Delu, who had just escaped with the Earth Escape Talisman, had just time to stand up when he was hit by the casual cultivator with a casual blow.

Even though he activated the Strong Shield Talisman as soon as he started, facing such a powerful crushing force from the fourth level of Qi Refining, he didn't even have time to say a word before he turned into a rolling gourd.

He arched his body like a scalded shrimp and rolled a few feet away. Large chunks of blood poured out of his mouth, and his chest collapsed directly, and he became motionless again.

Is this the kind of experience Hu Delu wants?

Chen Huaisheng's inner self-mockery was only fleeting.

At this moment, he didn't even have time to save Hu Delu. The long sword in the hand of the angry-haired cultivator flew out and headed straight for him.

The cold iron horn in his hand flashed away and blocked the tip of the long sword.

Pei Ran's energy flowed straight into his heart along the horn. Chen Huaisheng had already used the Tianluo Magic Shield to its extreme, but it could not stop the blow from a huge disparity in strength.

After a popping sound, there was a series of tiny popping sounds. Chen Huaisheng clearly felt that he had broken into the entire Shaoyin Heart Sutra from Laogong to Quze and Tianquan.

The majestic energy caused destructive damage to his meridians and bones, and the bursting pain was released along every bone and meridians of his arms, making him scream "ho ho".

But when he was receiving this blow, Chen Huaisheng gritted his teeth and launched the second Yin Ming Arrow in his hand.

The cold air arrows were like ice thorns, piercing silently into the body-protecting spiritual power of the loose-haired cultivator, causing the loose-haired cultivator to freeze up.

Like a dragon swimming meandering, the thin sword in Yu Fengqian's hand was just a point, and the loose-haired cultivator who had no time to react was pierced through the heart by the opponent's sword.

Finally, Yu Fengqian came to help.

Chen Huaisheng had specifically told Yu Fengqian before that they should not be too far apart and could support each other.

Although Yu Fengqian didn't think that the other party, who was at the second level of Qi Refining, could provide any help to him, who was at the ninth level of Qi Refining, the other party's words were probably a disguised hope that he could help him once he encountered a battle.

It really saved Chen Huaisheng's life.

The Yin Ming Arrow only had a short-term paralyzing and blocking effect on the opponent. Once the opponent came back, he could kill Chen Huaisheng with a change of hands.

Fortunately, Feng Qian arrived at the right time and was able to kill the opponent with one sword.

The entire battlefield was in chaos.

At this time, the sky has darkened, but the rising strange fire lanterns are suspended in the air, and present a very beautiful formation, firmly locking the entire battlefield. It is obvious that these incoming casual cultivators are trying to prevent the target from escaping. And for.

"It seems like there's no way to escape." Chen Huaisheng's right arm has dropped down, limp.

Everything from the bones to the meridians were shattered by the opponent's Qi, which could not be recovered in a short time.

Yu Fengqian also noticed this and was a little anxious, "Your arm...?"

Chen Huaisheng had already swallowed the Dao Zhi Sheng Powder, but there was no way to meditate or do the exercises here. He could only simply use Qi to treat the Shaoyin Heart Meridian.

The Supreme Holy Powder of the Great Dao is of no use to the meridians and bones, but after being absorbed into the abdomen, it can quickly heal the injuries in the lungs. With the slightest trace of spiritual power spreading in the body, if you can spend a stick of incense and perform the exercise once, the injuries in your lungs will be healed. That'll make it half better.

But now there is no such opportunity.

As a wild wolf broke into the battle formation, Chen Huaisheng knew that this battle might be over for the Jiang family.

Both foundations were restrained by the other.

Especially the golden-winged roc cultivator has reshaped into a cultivator with a hooked nose and a long face, but this does not affect him from flying in the air at all.

A pair of strangely shaped claw swords were three feet long, waving like the wind in his hands, forcing the old cultivator to retreat step by step. In the end, he had to rely on the support of the young foundation-building cultivator to survive.

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