Chapter 18 The sudden change

If Xiang Qi remembers correctly, he has not used this soul-binding technique alone, but he just doesn't know what this soul-binding technique is.

"Coffin board...no...Senior brother Ye, from now on, junior brother, I will follow you!" Han Yuetao said with a playful smile.

Ye Bingyun did not answer, but raised the corner of his mouth. He did not expect Ye Bingyun to come to the rescue. It seemed that this guy was not as cold and sinister as he appeared.

"It's strange, how come the demon wolf appears here, and it's too aggressive." Liu Wuhen thought, his expression became a little serious.

"Everyone, we have to be careful." Liu Wuhen said as he lowered his body to examine the dead demon wolf.

"It seems that something has affected their sanity. This method is somewhat similar to that of our Siyuetang." Liu Wuhen took out an antique bell from his arms, looked back at Xiang Qi and the others, and said in a deep voice: "

Everyone, follow me closely."

Without waiting for the others to reply, Liu Wuhen quickened his pace and walked deeper into the poisonous mist.

Xiang Qi felt a vague uneasiness in his heart, and this uneasy feeling became stronger and stronger. He flipped his wrist, holding the Qinggang Sword in his hand, and mobilized all the spiritual energy in his body. If there was any disturbance, he could react in an instant.

Ning Xiaoqiao's pretty face turned slightly red, and she moved away from Xiangqi, and was always wary of her surroundings.

This demonic wolf is too fast. If one is not careful, the consequences will be disastrous.

"Don't give him time to breathe!" Liu Wuhen activated the ancient bell in his hand. After a while, the sound of howling wolves sounded, and gray figures appeared alternately from the poisonous miasma. It turned out to be more than ten demon wolves.

"Hahaha! I knew you wouldn't abandon us!" Han Yuetao laughed when he saw Xiang Qi returning and seriously injuring the purple-robed old man with one blow.

Stabilizing the chaotic spiritual energy in his body, he gritted his teeth, moved quickly, and rushed towards these phantoms with his sword.

The only way is to find the caster, otherwise, if you are not killed by this weird magical power, you will die here!

Thinking of this, Xiang Qi looked around and closed his eyes the next moment.

There must have been some kind of change in the Deep Valley Divine Pond, and everything was weird. They just wanted to pick enough Lingxing grass as soon as possible and leave this place quickly.

"Try this little master's spirit-breaking formation!"

Lingxingcao is the most important refining material of Bibo Dan. If it is taken directly, its effect will be much worse. In addition, without the assistance of Gu Yuan Dan, even though this veteran has reached the twelfth level of Qi training, he really wants to be like a sect like them.

Compared with his disciples, his strength is up to the eleventh level of Qi training!

I was intimidated by this experienced Taoist cultivator before, but now I'm testing him twice, but it's nothing more than that!

The two dagger monks gritted their teeth and tried to stop Xiang Qi and the two, but a shadow came towards them, forcing the two to fight with it.

"Evil beast!" The purple-robed old Taoist waved the whisk in his hand quickly, blood mist exploded, and each demon wolf was swept by the whisk and fell to the ground wailing.

"Junior sister Ning?"

The demonic wolves arrived first, and these demonic beasts rushed to the purple-robed old Taoist, opening their big mouths and biting him.

No one answered, Xiang Qi even felt that the existence of these fogs could even block his own voice!

This sudden change was too strange. The surrounding mist seemed to be solid, and nothing could be seen. As he stretched out his hand, ripples appeared like water on the surface wherever his hand passed.

This formation has no offensive power nor any protective power. Its only ability is to block the connection between the monks in it and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth!

This ability may seem useless, but it is extremely powerful!

Shrouded by this formation, the face of the purple-robed old man finally showed a rare solemnity. He must have realized that except for the spiritual energy in his Dantian, no matter how he breathed it out, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth did not attract him at all!

As he spoke this sentence, his mouth twitched unconsciously, and he thought to himself: "Han Yue Tao, Han Yue Tao, this veteran is obviously very strong. If you say this, even if the other party intends to let you live, now I'm afraid..."

This veteran should not have a sect. As a casual cultivator, it is not easy to reach the twelfth level of Qi training without relying on the power of the sect in the Chengfeng Continent where the jungle is strong. I think this Lingxingcao should be

Stole a lot.

"Brother Liu?"

"Hahaha, the people of the Huanyin Sect are just like that, they are also people who are greedy for life and afraid of death." One of the dagger monks spoke out and continued: "Old Ancestor, this female doll looks pretty good. When the disciples capture her,

Make the pair of repair furnace cauldrons for our ancestors!"

Looking at Xiang Yuanmin, Xiang Qi couldn't help but feel a sore nose. Maybe he was too excited, and his body started to tremble slightly.

"Brother Han?"

There was a crisp sound of metal handing over, and two figures met each other in the poisonous miasma. One of the figures was forced back, and a bloody arrow could be vaguely seen flying out!

After saying that, several people looked at each other and retreated in alarm.

These phantoms were as if they were real and could be broken upon contact. The Qinggang Sword stabbed out a series of afterimages. After a while, most of the phantoms beside him had disappeared. In this way, the roaring sound was much quieter.

There was no time to ask what the four of them had gone through. The initiator of all this, the old man in purple robe, said with a hoarse voice as if coming from the grave: "You can be so fast at the tenth level of Qi training, little baby, I didn't expect that the strongest

It's you. If I had known this, I should have dealt with you first."

When Xiang Qi and others came closer, Han Yuetao had already uprooted the Lingxing grass and held it in his hand.

Seeing this, Xiang Qi said loudly: "You old man, I will go back to the sect to report the news. If you dare to touch them, when the hall master and others arrive, you will die without a burial place!"

If they hadn't been injured in that illusion, Ye Bingyun and the others would never have been in such a bad situation given their strength!

On Ning Xiaoqiao's side, the red sword shadow enveloped him, isolating the two dagger monks. At the same time, he turned his right hand, his five fingers kept changing, and he pinched out seals one after another.

"Ye Bingyun?"

"Who are you!" Shen Xingshu activated, and as he spoke, Xiang Qi had already distanced himself from the two.

After saying that, he turned around and walked away. Within a few breaths, the person was no longer visible.

Xiang Qi felt dizzy in his head, and the whole world seemed to be spinning!

He staggered, almost fell down, and almost dropped the Qinggang sword in his hand.

This fragrant smell is somewhat similar to Bibo Dan. Xiang Qi knew that there must be Lingxing grass around, and there were many of them.

The green branches and leaves are still swaying slightly, and the blush on the leaf tips is like dewdrops, swaying slightly with the swing.

Strange, how could it appear here?

Yougu Shentan is originally controlled by the Huanyin Sect. Although there is no one to guard it, no one in the entire Yan Kingdom knows that anyone who is not a member of the Huanyin Sect enters, whether it is a casual cultivator or another sect, there is only one fate, death.

All the monks' magical powers are based on spiritual energy. After some exploration, he slightly relaxed his frown and quietly used the magic of magic.

However, a cold light flashed through his eyes, Xiang Yuanmin raised his eyes with tears, and the long sword in his hand instantly cut Xiang Yuanmin's throat at an extremely fast speed!

"No matter who you are, you should be damned if you pretend to be my master!" Xiang Qi's face showed unprecedented anger!

Xiang Yuanmin never calls him Qi'er, but always calls him boy affectionately.

I don't know if the poisonous mist was too thick, or maybe everyone was too impatient and just focused on picking. Xiangqi had already picked almost everything. When he stood up and looked around, there was no sign of Ning Xiaoqiao and the four of them!

The thick fog was like a barrier, trapping him in the center. Everything around him seemed to be exactly the same, and he couldn't tell which direction he came from.

At the same time, two dagger monks faced off against Ning Xiaoqiao and Liu Wuhen respectively.

The cultivation level of these two people is slightly lower, but Ning Xiaoqiao and Liu Wuhen were both injured in the previous illusion. They faced them this time and could only barely resist.

A sense of oppression swept through him, and the mist was like a thick liquid, making his upward movements slow down.

The man who was forced to retreat was wearing a purple monk's robe, but he was much older than Xiang Qi. He had gray beard and hair, his appearance was solemn, and his eyes were gloomy. He seemed to suddenly appear at the place where Xiang Qi attacked.

He walked forward cautiously, the soft swamp under his feet made a snapping sound. He held the long sword tightly in his hand and started to activate the Jade Spirit Art. At this time, his consciousness was extremely sharp.

Although they moved quickly, Ning Xiaoqiao and the four of them did not have it so easy. They were already blocked by the two short sword monks.

"Qi'er, I haven't seen you for a few years, but you have grown into an adult, and your cultivation is almost catching up with your uncle's."

Sweeping the whisk in his hand, the purple-robed old man jumped to one side and looked at the attacker in anger.

Dull, depressing.

More than ten demon wolves were already the limit of Liu Wuhen's ability to control beasts. This time the demon wolf suddenly died, the ancient bell sounded again, and soon more than ten demon wolves came rushing towards him!

"Xiang Qi, you are so fucking useless." Han Yuetao couldn't help but cursed loudly.

Hearing the old man in purple robe laugh sinisterly, Xiang Qi knew that they couldn't leave.

The Jade Spirit Art and the Qinggang Sword were both gifts to Yuanmin. How could he not recognize this man who was like his biological father?

From Xiang Qi's point of view, this old purple-robed Taoist's cultivation level is that of a twelfth-level Qi-training monk, or even higher. If it were just him, four people would fight with their lives, and the outcome would be half-win, plus two people who use daggers.

It is difficult for a man to leave alive. After all, these two people are not weak in cultivation. They are vaguely at the ninth level of Qi training. If the other party still has a helping hand...

One, two, three! When the Qinggang sword passed by, these shadows shattered like thin ice.

Xiang Qi and Ye Bingyun looked at each other, and the two of them rushed over at the same time!

"Look!" Ning Xiaoqiao obviously noticed it and pointed at it while speaking.

Sure enough, the two monks wielding daggers had already stopped him.

"Alas, I couldn't kill you with one blow. You are worthy of being a guy at the twelfth level of Qi training." The white shadow appeared, and it was Xiang Qi who left and came back again!

"Evacuate quickly!" Xiang Qi reminded him, but he was already ten feet away.

"Hey...no..." Han Yuetao was about to speak, but was stopped by Ye Bingyun.

Even so, Xiang Qi still said tentatively: "Senior, don't listen to his nonsense. If you were cultivated by senior, it would be easy to get rid of us just now. Since senior is willing to let me live, I am grateful. Senior has trespassed."

After we return to the sect, we will never mention the matter about the Deep Valley Shentan!"

Ning Xiaoqiao's eyes were wandering. She never thought that Xiangqi would abandon them so resolutely. Maybe he was such a person, but she had misjudged him.
To be continued...