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The cyan sword light and the little six's crimson sword light meet in the air. Amidst the loud noise, the two hostile alien true energy devoured each other and confronted each other. scattered.
"Huh?" Both of them screamed at the same time. The difference was that Little Six's scream was full of joy, while the voice of the Chongyang Palace cultivator was full of surprise. The cultivators of the Chongyang Palace couldn't figure it out, how could a mundane martial artist at the Jindan stage resist his full blow?
"It's not easy for you, a mere mundane martial artist, to have such power. However, you still won't survive today. Take a look at my master's cultivation skills!" As he spoke, he raised his flying sword and hung it above his head. The emitted light enveloped his body, forming a protective cover. With both hands free, he was holding two different seals at the same time. A series of mysterious blue lights rose from his chest. A smug grin appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he pushed out suddenly, the blue light Condensed into a scene of gossip patterns, from small to large, instantly changed from the size of a palm to the width of a square, rotating and covering the little six.
"Don't think that only monks can use hand tactics, this young master can do it too!" Xiao Liuzi shouted unwillingly, but he was extremely cautious in his heart. Holding the knife in both hands, he suddenly rose three meters, took advantage of the situation and fell suddenly. Slashing out the magic knife in his hand, a crimson knife gang cut towards the cyan gossip pattern. However, the extremely sharp Kowloon Demon Knife could not cut through the gossip pattern. At this moment, Xiao Liuzi had already made 1,720 cuts on the gossip pattern, just like cutting on the extremely elastic soft rubber. No matter how much effort you exert, there will be as much rebound force, which makes Xiao Liuzi's wrist numb, and he can hardly hold the handle of the sword.
"Hahahaha, the Eight Diagrams Trapping Magic Seal of our Chongyang Palace is so easy to destroy. Just wait to be trapped by the Eight Diagrams Seal!" The weird power of the sword would explode when cut with a knife, which made the monk feel uneasy, and hurriedly spewed out a few mouthfuls of true energy to maintain the condensed power of the Eight Diagrams Trapping Demon Seal.
Xiaoliuzi switched to using condensed true energy and ambiguous energy to mix into the magic knife. Although it was somewhat effective, it was too late at this time. The Bagua map was used as a hood, and the mysterious blue light was like a formation, trapping him firmly in the center of the formation. The eight trigrams Qian, Dui, Li, Zhen, Xun, Kan, Gen, and Kun in the array represent eight different orientations and different natural forces.
Qian is the sky and dominates the south; Kun is the earth and dominates the north; Li is fire and dominates the east; Kan is water and dominates the west; earthquake is thunder and dominates the northeast; Dui is the lake and dominates the southeast; Sunda is the wind and dominates the southwest; Gen For the mountain, the main northwest. As soon as these eight powerful natural forces came out, the energy from all directions was attracted by the formation, and the monks of Chongyang Palace were still inputting energy into the formation, which made the natural forces in the formation stronger and stronger, and the power produced Also getting bigger and bigger.
"Gou Ribite, the speed at which he formed the formation is too fast." The little six shouted in surprise. He thought it was an ordinary seal that could be destroyed with powerful force, but in the end he discovered that it was actually a magic spell. It is a small formation, and it is a growth formation that can absorb the surrounding natural forces.
The monk of Chongyang Palace smiled proudly: "Haha, what I am best at is this gossip trapping magic formation. I have been playing with it for more than 300 years since I was seven years old. If the speed is as fast as a cow, then I might as well find a tree Let the tree be hanged!"
Xiao Liuzi suddenly changed his expression, pretending to be compassionate, and said: "Oh, you might as well find a tree and hang yourself, it will save me some energy. Tsk tsk, although this formation is very powerful, it's a pity that you used the wrong target , if you use a normal attack, I will have to spend some effort, but if you make a formation and let me break it, it will be as easy as pie."
"Nonsense, I have devoted all my life to researching the gossip formation. How could you break this formation? You must be a liar!" A strange seal formula, and several blue lights broke into the formation.
Only then did Xiao Liuzi understand why his true energy was so poor, not as good as a monk in the late stage of Nascent Soul.
The blue light shot into the center of the formation, and the formation officially started with a "boom", eight natural forces appeared one after another, the masculinity of Qianfang, the femininity of Kunfang, the flames of Lifang, the sunflower water of Kanfang, the shocking The thunder and lightning of Dui Fang, the Zeqi of Dui Fang, the whirlwind of Xun Fang, and the rocks of Gen Fang. Each of the eight forces guarded their positions, following Chongyang's command, they frantically attacked Xiaoliuzi.
"Haha, you are far from me when you play formations! I can break your gossip formation without moving a single finger!" Knowing the details of the enemy, Xiao Liuzi gained confidence, and his pride suddenly rose, joking and laughing. Out of the nine evil spirit kings, he ordered them, "Nine of you form a reverse gossip formation according to my command, number one is the center of the formation, and the other eight are formations. You don't need to worry about the natural force of the enemy's attack, because you They can also use the natural forces of their enemies against themselves."
see??Xiao Liuzi summoned nine evil spirits, this cultivator suddenly felt something was wrong, and after hearing his words, he was even more frightened and uneasy. When the cultivator of Chongyang Palace saw the nine evil spirits quickly and skillfully stood in the reverse gossip position , he was so surprised that he couldn't speak, and Wei shouted frantically in his heart: "How could it be, how could it be possible, these inferior creatures are so proficient in the natural arrangement of gossip"
If the monks in Chongyang Palace knew that these evil spirits were created by the gods, they would not have died in surprise, and after the gods created these evil spirit kings, they would still teach them various knowledge. Not a piece of cake.
The nine evil spirit kings are still and eight-moving, and they are spinning rapidly. When they are spinning, the natural energy of the enemy is brought up for their own use, just like snowballs on the mountains, rolling more and more, the formation of the monks of Chongyang Palace gathers naturally Energy is instantly absorbed by them. Suddenly, the gossip array shook violently, and with a click, like the sound of a crystal breaking, the gossip pattern in the sky immediately dissipated.
The formation was broken, and the minds of the monks of Chongyang Palace were also wounded. They retreated several feet in the air, and with a "poof", a mouthful of blood was spewed out.
"Good job!" The little six passed through the nine evil spirit kings, raised his magic knife and slashed at Jianguang, and shouted, "You nine don't need to help, I will fight him with my own strength today!" Let's see if his Nascent Soul is stronger or my Golden Core is stronger!"
"Of course it's my Nascent Soul that is powerful!" After a reckless fight, the two were tied, but the monk's face was ugly, and he held the flying sword in his heart, pointed at the sky, and drew a diagonal cross Simplified symbols, cross symbols gathered but not scattered, floating on his chest. His left hand didn't stop, his index finger was slightly bent, and with a flick of force, hundreds of slightly darker oblique talismans shot towards Xiao Liuzi, and the talisman on his chest was like a mold, constantly creating new light talismans .
Seeing the light seal used by the monk, Little Six suddenly said: "Oh? So you are a monk who focuses on attacking spells. Before you have achieved great power, you shouldn't go around looking for people to fight. Now you are pitifully weak. I, a little Even Japanese-level fighters can look down on you, let alone those real master monks!"
"Do you dare to despise me? I, I despise you." The monk was trembling with anger, and the mother of light symbols on his chest almost fell away, so frightened that he immediately adjusted his breath and concentrated his attention, calmly waiting for the enemy.
"Hey, despise me hard, I'm used to it." The little six gave a casual smirk, and quickly swung the magic knife in his hand, chopping up the light talisman he shot, and kept fighting like this for half a stick of incense. When the cultivator's true energy was unceasing, Little Six suddenly shouted, "That's all for today, I'll let you see the true strength of a warrior!"
The speed at which Little Six swung the saber suddenly increased from the original ten times per second to a hundred times per second, and the aura emitted from the saber was all mixed energy, and waves of crimson saber light rushed towards the monks, like waves in the sea. The rising tide of the rising tide, one wave after another, one wave higher than the other, instantly submerged the monks in the sea of ??sword light.
"Boom boom boom boom!" The accumulated sword light exploded at the same time, and the sky and the earth were immediately dyed with crimson light. Amidst the bang explosion, there was intermittent pain from the monk. After a while, a dark blue light came from Drilling out of the red glow, Yujian flew wobbly, as if trying to escape.
"Where do you run away!" Little Six was excited, a gnawing red light flashed in his eyes, he let out a strange cry, and threw himself in front of the monk, raised his knife and slashed again, forgetting to control the sword spirit in the excitement, the little devil's deficit and demon Dragon One flew out at the same time, opened its fierce mouth, and instantly came in front of the frightened monk.
"You, how many demons can you summon?" These were the monk's last words, because Demon Dragon No. 1 had already grabbed his head, tearing him in half with two huge front claws. The blood sprayed "Puff" randomly, staining the dragon's eyes red.
Molong No. 1 was grateful to Chi Chi for reactivating himself. His sharp claws tore open the cultivator's purple mansion, grabbed his Nascent Soul, and handed the victory to Chi Chi. This pure energy object is a good thing for healing and tonic. Help deficit recovery skills.
"Take it!" Little Six didn't want them to stay outside for too long, because it would consume a lot of real energy. The nine evil spirit kings were very conscious and entered the undead bracelet on their own initiative.
"Haha, it turns out that the monks in the Nascent Soul stage are nothing more than this! Although it took some effort, I still easily killed it." The little six wiped the sweat from his forehead, and slowly flew towards the north, saying Although he was relaxed, but judging by his tired state, he didn't look like killing the enemy "easily".
Xianzi pursed her lips charmingly, and ignored Xiao Liuzi, as if blaming him for bragging.
I don't know when the sky darkened, the dark clouds covered the stars, and the cold strange wind was mixed with a strong evil spirit. When Xiao Liuzi found out the abnormality in the sky, he said that he was lost. He was lost in the sky. A weird thing.
"Help, come quickly!" A terrified female voice came from the mist, and the voice was mixed with a trace of mournful obsequiousness, which made people feel pitiful.
Hearing this voice was somewhat familiar, Xiao Liuzi frowned and thought about it, an extremely plump and attractive woman appeared in his mind, and pondered: "The god thief Shi Qianxian? She screams so miserable, what happened?" (remember this book Website URL: www.hlnovel.com)"Help, come quickly!" A terrified woman's voice came from the mist, and the voice was mixed with a trace of mournful obsequiousness, which made people feel pitiful.
Hearing this voice was somewhat familiar, Xiao Liuzi frowned and thought, an extremely plump and attractive woman appeared in his mind, and pondered: "The god thief Shi Qianxian? She screams so miserable, what happened?" (remember this book Website URL: www.hlnovel.com