After an unknown number of attacks, Sen Luo went crazy!
Sen Luo's weak howling woke Bu Feng from his thoughts, and he suddenly remembered that this little long-haired man seemed to be here to challenge himself, if he didn't show him some strength, he still didn't know who the master was , the mind moved slightly, the chaotic energy around the panting Sen Luo condensed into a substantial energy form, the energy was continuously compressed inward, and the color of the condensed chaotic energy became darker and darker, as if the physical cage would grow Mao Senluo was tightly bound inside.
Sen Luo was shocked, but found that he had lost all sense of the chaotic power around him, and even the transformation using spiritual power had lost its effect. The chaotic rhythm of nothingness quickly assimilated his spiritual body, causing a trace of instinctive fear to rise in Sen Luo's heart.
Trembling and trembling, Sen Luo crazily urged the original rhythm of the spirit body to fight against the nothingness rhythm, and at the same time forcibly transformed a trace of chaotic energy into body energy to supplement the massive loss of mental power. Those green eyes were full of pleading. Looking at the indifferent Bu Feng outside the chaotic cage.
Originally, Bu Feng just wanted to scare him. For this long-haired ghost, Bu Feng still liked it quite a lot in his heart. Sensing the pleading in that gaze, he also took away the control of the chaotic energy, suppressing it. The chaotic energy around Sen Luo's spiritual body lost the driving force of the divine sense, and instantly scattered and flowed loosely. Sen Luo only felt light on his body, and couldn't help squatting down with a buttocks, panting for breath. That appearance made Bu Feng love this peculiar little guy even more.
He has never been able to express the feelings that have been suppressed in his heart for so many years. At this moment, seeing this rather cute long-haired man, he can't help but aim his feelings at the panting Sen Luo—
"Spiritual power? It seems that there is no way to adapt to the rhythm of nothingness. However, if the source of the spirit is covered up with chaotic rhythm, and then the body is transformed into pure chaotic energy, then there should be no problem!" Bu Feng used his divine sense Observing the energy composition of Sen Luo, talking to himself about the terrifying task of transforming life—
A trace of chaotic energy has changed again...
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In Beijing, the sun is a little pale, but it is still very dazzling.
Outside the noisy business district, in a secluded courtyard outside the fourth ring road, a tall old man with short red hair, Dama Jindao, was sitting on a huge wicker chair, holding a cup of steaming tea in his right hand, looking up. Head drank it down.
At this time, some slight noises came from outside the courtyard, as if several cars were coming.
Not long after, there was a light knock on the door, and following Dang, Dang's knock on the door was a young man's voice: "Master?"
The old man put down the teacup with his right hand and waved it outward. Outside the screen, the bolt was released immediately, and the door opened silently. A young man with short red hair came in from the door, and walked around a The small screen walked up to the old man.
Seeing the young man, the old man stood up, and as soon as he stood up, he realized that the old man was unusually tall. The young man was already quite tall, but the old man was a head taller than the young man. The red-haired young man was nearly 180 centimeters tall, and he was still like a child in front of the old man.
The old man looked at the young man with no expression on his face, he just pointed to another chair beside him.
The young man stepped forward respectfully, filled the old man's cup with tea, then retreated to the old man's side and sat down.
The pale sunlight shone on the young man's cheeks, flushing slightly, and the young man turned out to be Luo Xing.
If someone saw Luo Xing's current appearance, they would definitely find it hard to believe that this young master, who has always been arrogant and arrogant, would be so polite and respectful. You must know that even in front of his father Luo Yi, he is very respectful. It's rare to have such a regular time.
The old man drank Luo Xing's full tea in one gulp, put down the cup and said, "What's the matter? Have you encountered any problems in practicing?"
He knows his apprentice very well. This little guy has always been only interested in power. Don't look at him now respectfully calling him master and pouring tea for him. If one day this little guy's ability surpasses his , then this guy will definitely not come to this place again, except for power, he is only interested in more powerful existences!
Luo Xing shook his head, told the story of the attack outside the Guchuan Bar two nights ago, and finally asked: "How could the onmyoji in Japan know the whereabouts of me and Ding Li? Master, you know them best situation, do you know how they found out about our whereabouts?"
The red-haired old man was silent for a while, but he couldn't figure out how those onmyojis found out the whereabouts of Luo Xing and Ding Li. He had a secret source of information in the organization that the onmyojis belonged to, and he knew little about the organization of Little Japan. , even the personnel within any organization is difficult to reach, but he has not heard of any recent actions against sensitive people such as Luo Xing and Ding Li.
"Could it be?" The red-haired old man's eyes flashed with lightning, he turned his head to look at Luo Xing and said, "Who else was there in the ancient ship bar that day? According to my guess, those two onmyojis didn't come for you and Ding Li. They don't have the guts to provoke you, not to mention, if they deliberately target you two, they won't just come with two onmyojis."
After finishing speaking, he fixedly looked at Luo Xing. He had received news that some onmyojis had secretly sneaked into China to look for the two ghost weapons carried by the two finished onmyojis not long ago.
For those onmyojis, although personal cultivation is very important, the most important thing is the ghost weapon inlaid with the bones of ghosts and beasts. A new generation of onmyojis will be trained among them, and their strength will not be greatly lost. So they have always regarded ghost weapons very seriously.
Luo Xing suddenly had a flash of inspiration when he was told by the red-haired old man: "Yeah, I always thought that those two onmyojis were coming for me and Ding Li, but I never thought that they were coming for others of!"
Thinking of this, Luo Xing has grasped that the real target of those Onmyojis must be the mysterious Bu Feng!
"Master, I just wanted to ask you about another matter. I think there must be a connection between these two things!" Luo Xing sorted out his thoughts and told the whole story about Bu Feng that night. It came out, but it skipped the part of how to meet Bu Feng, and skipped his elder brother.
The red-haired old man stared at Luo Xing without any emotional fluctuations, but when he heard Bu Feng's method of dealing with the two onmyojis, the corners of his eyes twitched, and then he remained silent, deep in his eyes from time to time. Shining some strange luster.
Luo Xing looked at the silent old man and didn't dare to disturb him, but just waited silently.
After a while, the old man spoke with a dignified expression.
"According to what you said, the strange spirit body summoned by that young man must be a ghost beast! However, ghost beasts have long since disappeared in this world, and even those animal bones are the remains of some bones left over from the chaotic battles in ancient times. After the ancient war, the passage between the underworld and the secular world was sealed and abandoned for a long time. Except for those little ghosts with low spiritual power, almost no spirits from the underworld could pass through that passage, and even Not to mention existences with such powerful spiritual power as ghosts and beasts!"
As the old man spoke, his voice gradually lowered, he was almost muttering to himself, and the expression on his face became more and more severe.
Luo Xing was confused. With his cultivation base and current knowledge, he couldn't understand the meaning of what the old man said just now. He just vaguely thought that these things should have something to do with the so-called Hell of the Underworld in traditional Chinese culture.
Just as Luo Xing was thinking about these incomprehensible questions, the red-haired old man suddenly raised his head and waved to Luo Xing.
This is not the first time Luo Xing has encountered such a scene. This mysterious master would often wave his hand to let him leave suddenly, but he never explained the reason. However, he never asked questions, which is one of the reasons why he can get great power from this old man!
Luo Xing stood up from the chair, gave a salute to the old man, then turned around and left the courtyard, and drove away with a few security guards. He knew that the master must not want him to know certain things. , then simply stay far away.
In that courtyard, the sunlight suddenly dimmed, and a severe cold enveloped the entire courtyard almost instantly, isolating everything outside from the small courtyard, including the omnipresent sunlight.
The old man who was sitting on the chair just now, with his hands drooping respectfully and his head slightly lowered, looked at the icy mist that was gradually thickening in the courtyard. The mist became thicker and thicker, and finally formed a cold light The sparkling ice crystals shone brightly, and a figure slowly appeared from the cold ice crystals.
"Red Soul!"
A cold voice resounded in the courtyard shrouded in cold air, making the surrounding atmosphere even more intense.
"The subordinate is here!" The red-haired old man called Red Soul bowed his head respectfully: "What orders does Master Xuanling have?"
Xuanling in the ice crystal looked at the respectful Chihun expressionlessly and continued: "Master Gu ordered you to use all the resources you have accumulated over the years to find something. You look up and look at the shape of this thing!"
Then, when Chihun raised his head, a small black box appeared on the ice crystal, and there was nothing special about it from the outside.