The Great Enlightenment

Chapter 312 I'm afraid of Qionglou Yuyu again, the heights are too cold
The old man Shouyan was the first to come back to his senses, and immediately prostrated himself on the ground, saying in a trembling voice, "Master Chief!"

The rest of Qionglou, Saintess of Eclipse and Xuanjian all bowed down, their expressions extremely respectful.

Ji Yuenian's complexion was a little pale, and the sea of ​​gods in the palace was so dry that it was about to burst, and he almost fell from the phantom of the nine-petal lotus platform.

The cost of casting the "Rebirth Buddha Mantra" is too terrible, and Ji Yuenian's cultivation base is too shallow. Even if he has condensed the incomparably rare foundation of Taoism, he can barely cast the prototype of the "Rebirth Buddha Mantra". There is no more power available.

The divine body of Lihen gradually played its role, and the azure halo surged from the limbs and bones, and finally permeated the divine sea of ​​the shrine, turning into traces of pure profound energy, slowly replenishing the extremely depleted Lotus Terrace Shrine.

The old man Shouyan flew around the underground energy veins, with a serious expression, landed in front of Ji Yuenian who was adjusting his breath, cupped his hands and said: "Master Chief, in this battle, the three masters of the Trapped Spirit Hall fell, There are nine Dharma protectors, and the remaining 28 creatures from the Trapped Spirit Hall."

Qionglou walked up to him, glanced at Ji Yuenian's expression, and said, "If it wasn't for the Chief Palace Master's action, I'm afraid we wouldn't be the opponents of everyone in Xushan's realm."

The old man Shouyan sighed, and said: "This kind of human sect is indeed united, and it is very different from my Taiyu Shengzong. We still underestimate them."

While he was speaking, there were rustling sounds from all directions, causing everyone in the Hall of Trapped Spirits to perk up their ears again.

A blazing light and shadow traversed across and landed in front of the underground energy veins.

It was a tall creature wearing a brocade and white burqa, its head and face were covered, only a pair of white velvet claws were faintly exposed from the sleeves of the robe.

The old man Shouyan sensed it for a moment, his expression darkened, and he said: "Half step to the realm of the gods!"

The hanging sword on one side didn't take it seriously, waved his hand and said: "It's just one person, what are you afraid of him doing!?"

As soon as his words fell, several blazing lights and shadows flickered and appeared behind the strange creature.

Xuan Jian moved his lips and closed his mouth wisely.

Before everyone in the Hall of Trapped Spirits could react, dense white light and shadows swept over. After a few breaths, hundreds of tall creatures in brocade and white robes surrounded them, silently He stared intently at the people in the Hall of Trapped Spirits above the underground air veins.

The old man Shouyan completely lost the bearing of the half-step divine realm, the hairs all over his body, a biting chill swept over his soul, tremblingly said: "This is impossible! So many divine sea realms, half-step Jingu! This is absolutely impossible! How could there be such a terrifying force in the extreme northern border of Beiju Luzhou!"

Xuan Jian's face was pale, and he stepped back three steps in a row, sensing the aura of these robed beings repeatedly, stammering: "It's... actually, it's really... all in the sea of ​​gods... the upper realm and the half-step shrine!"

Qionglou's fair face also completely lost its color, and murmured: "How is this possible..."

Many hall masters and creatures of the Trapped Spirit Hall were extremely horrified, and their faces were extremely ugly.

Ji Yuenian sat on the ground, but there was not much panic in his expression. Although the exhausted gods and seas could no longer allow him to cast any spells, he was already prepared for the worst possible annihilation of his soul.

Manpower is sometimes poor, and Ji Yuenian was on the verge of running out of fuel just now when he barely cast the Buddha's mantra. Now he is facing hundreds of strange and unpredictable gods and half-step shrines. However, under such circumstances, there is no other way but to return the true spirit to the Imperial Seal of Water.

The leader of the burqa creature waved his hand lightly, and hundreds of brocade and white figures instantly disappeared in place, and the next moment they appeared on the underground energy veins.

Taiyin Shengzi Xuanjian looked sideways at Ji Yuenian. Just as he was about to say something, his head was crushed by several claws, and his body fell limply. The long sword that had never been put away behind him also It fell to the ground and fell into silence.

The old man Shouyan didn't care about Ji Yuenian and the others any longer. Gritting his teeth, his figure instantly turned into a phantom of an illusory evil ghost, and fled towards the extreme sky.

But in the next moment, dozens of blazing lights flickered upwards, directly tearing the ghost transformed by old man Shouyan into thousands of pieces.

Just as Liu Chaoshan sacrificed a tripod-shaped pure yang magic weapon, he was pierced by several blazing rainbows, and all the protective magic treasures were as fragile as paper. broken.

Those Dharma protectors and deacons selected from the Yuanyan realm by the Trapped Spirit Hall are even more vulnerable. Every blazing light and shadow passing by is the death of a living being in the realm of the divine sea.

"Ji Yuenian, do you still remember how I healed your soul hundreds of years ago?"

Before those blazing lights and shadows reached here, Qionglou turned her head and spoke softly.

Ji Yuenian was taken aback for a moment, then nodded slightly.

Qionglou smiled lowly and said: "At that time, I was already in the realm of the sea of ​​gods and spirits. When you used the cultivation base of the realm of returning to the truth to destroy the Chen family and Chen Yanyang, and hurt the soul, the master of the Yutai realm asked me to use frost condensation. The curse will help you heal your soul."

Ji Yuenian looked into the woman's quiet eyes and fell silent.

Qionglou moved closer, and whispered in Ji Yuenian's ear: "At that time, I took a piece of snow jade and cast a spell on your forehead. Afterwards, you asked me why I didn't throw it away. I said that this jade was only used. Once, it was a waste to throw it away, so you have to thank me with 3000 Yuan stones, do you remember these things?"

She leaned slightly sideways, her long black hair fell on Ji Yuenian's fingers, feeling cold and soft to the touch.

"You have served as the elder in charge of the Qingluan Mountains for a hundred years, and I was the one who picked you up to return to the Yutai Realm, do you remember?"

The blazing light and shadow pierced through, and Qionglou's soft lips moved slightly, saying: "Ji Yuenian, I..."

Stopped abruptly.

Ji Yuenian stared blankly at Qionglou's quiet face with slightly closed eyes, as if he knew this cold and quiet woman for the first time in hundreds of years.

After a few breaths, the young man in the black and gold thread robe hid all his emotions, his eyes returned to the coldness of the past, and he looked up at the densely packed creatures in brocade and white burqas.

(End of this chapter)