Luo Fu

Chapter 297: The formation of four hundred years ago

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All the Kunlun disciples in the fourth roundabout were attracted by the strange sight of countless blood beads flying upwards, but the disciples of Qingliu Jian and Jiansi who were in the first roundabout didn't have much time. to judge what happened. At the moment when the forty or so red-robed men on the back side fell down, dozens of red flames directly pierced through the ten or so red-robed men on the left who had attracted the attention of these red-robed men at the beginning with a violent sound of piercing the air. Five of Jiansi's disciples.

These dozens of red flames directly smashed the five Jiansi disciples to the ground so heavily that the ground trembled slightly.

This kind of encounter also caused Jiansi's disciples to inevitably suffer damage during a face-to-face encounter, but Qingliujian's eyelids only twitched slightly, and with a thicker and colder murderous aura coming from his A flash of lightning flashed in his eyes, and a ball of dazzling thunder turned into a semicircular arc in his hand, which instantly turned into a dazzling lightning spear.

Just as the countless blood beads rose up, this blazing lightning spear pierced out from Qingliujian's hand, and with just one stab, it pierced through several intercepting spells powerfully, killing the opponent The frontmost man in the formation, the red-robed man who just emitted dozens of red flames pierced through his chest, picked it up, and threw it out.

A red-robed man who broke away from the team of red-robed men and infiltrated into the temples on both sides suddenly appeared on the right side of Qingliu's sword. He drew Qingliujian, but before he could cast the magic weapon, the lightning spear in Qingliujian's hand suddenly made a huge semicircle, pierced through his forehead, and directly blew up half of his head.

The figure of Qing Liujian disappeared from the same spot at the same time, and the lightning spear in his hand exploded suddenly, turning into five dazzling streams of flames, killing three more red-robed ascetics in an instant.

At this time, Qing Liujian also noticed that the blood beads were all floating up and rising, because the blood beads flowing from the people who were killed now also floated up into the air strangely, but his There was no panic or uneasiness in his heart at all, and he didn't even think about the next formidable opponent. He just wanted to kill all the people in front of him who invaded the first circle of Kunlun Island.

Dozens of white lights shot towards Qingliujian when the Thunder Light spear in his hand exploded, and before they got close to Qingliujian, they exploded by themselves and turned into countless white fine spots. Some of them were dodged by Qingliujian, but a small part was submerged in Qingliujian's body.

These white dots are all tiny white maggots, with a strong sinister aura, as soon as they enter Qingliujian's body, they seem to turn into hundreds of ice needles, fiercely hitting the inner meridians stuck in. Qingliujian knew that this was one of the corpse insect techniques in the Demon Sect, and it was more vicious than the general poisonous Gu technique, but Qingliujian was not afraid, and urged his true essence to kill all the corpse insects that had invaded his body. Wrapped, with a wrong hand, another blazing thunder spear stabbed out.

However, at this moment, Qing Liujian suddenly discovered that his eyes seemed to be glowing with an almost strange bright red.

The strange star map that absorbed countless rising blood beads suddenly underwent a huge change, and the starlight showed traces of blood-red lines, connected together, and became a huge star in the sky. The huge blood-red vortex is like a huge demon king's eyes, emitting countless bloodthirsty rays of light, and it is also like a monstrous sea of blood, an endless sea of blood suspended in the endless sky.

Scattering down from the endless high sky, the layers of veil-like light covering thousands of miles have also turned into strange blood-red ripples, like layers of blood waves.

Qing Liujian's pupils shrank instantly, not because the corpse worms that had invaded his body escaped his control, nor was it because someone in the opponent's formation suddenly cast an extremely powerful spell, which made him feel an extremely deadly threat. The source of his pupils contracting violently was the lightning spear in his hand.

Originally, Qingliu Sword's technique was called Leiji Divine Spear. It was a thunderbolt technique with extremely strong impact and destructive power, and it could be separated or combined. Break the opponent's defensive skills, sprint the opponent, and can explode at once to attack multiple opponents. And this Leiji Divine Spear, which is condensed by countless thunder and lightning, is as condensed as real fine iron. When it is released with his cultivation base, it is as thick as a child's arm, and it can be more than seventy feet long. It is extremely powerful. amazing. But at this moment, Qing Liujian suddenly discovered that although the Thunder God Spear in his hand pierced a distance of tens of feet in an instant, it was only as thick as a finger, and looked like a thin swimming snake.

This kind of difference is like a raging flame that should have been soaring into the sky, but now it has become a candle fluttering in the wind.

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It's not just Qing Liujian. At this time, all the disciples of the Sword Division who were casting spells were horrified to find that the power of the spells they cast was inexplicably reduced by more than half. The fireball that should have been the size of a millstone has now become a palm-sized fireball, and the water column that should have been the thickness of a bucket has now become a fountain as thick as an arm... Obviously, the power of true essence consumed when casting these spells is not enough. There is no decrease, and the true energy in the body is still surging, but the spell that should have been very powerful has become very weak when it is cast at this moment.

A sprinkling of fire rain fell on the ground, and after hitting black dots one by one, there were curls of light smoke, and then disappeared.

This technique should have been hundreds of astonishingly powerful rockets.

The power of many spells disappeared completely without being able to hit the opponent's body. This kind of scene didn't look like the most powerful swordsman disciple in Kunlun was casting spells to fight the opponent's life and death. The novice disciples who have just entered Kunlun and have a high level of cultivation are trying out the spells they have just learned and have not yet mastered.

Not only that, almost all Jiansi disciples, including Qing Liujian, found that even their flying speed had slowed down, only one-tenth of the usual speed.

Like sharp arrows, the power of the spells issued by the red-robed men who invaded the first circle of Kunlun Island also dropped sharply at this time. Like the disciples of these sword masters, many of the spells they issued also became the same as before. Like the newcomer disciples who were exposed to the magic technique, they were weak and powerless, and even had no lethality. The two hundred red-robed men who rushed towards the warehouse under the Kunlun Medicine Division had already been killed by the disciples of the Sword Division within a few breaths. There were more than seventy people, and a lot of corpses were left on the road behind, but at this moment they didn't seem surprised at the change in the power of their spells. They just followed the established route, moving towards Qingliu sword, towards The blue palace on the hillside where most of the medicinal materials and elixirs in the first ring island of Kunlun were placed rushed away.

Their flying figures were also much slower than before, but after all, they were only less than a hundred feet away from Qingliu Sword. In just a few breaths, they were less than fifty feet away from Qingliu's sword.

The Thunder God Spear in Qingliujian's hand stabbed another red-robed ascetic in front of him, but it was only as thick as a finger. Like a swimming snake, the lightning spear stabbed at the opponent's body, but it only shot out the opponent's body. A blood hole the size of a cup, the red-robed ascetic grunted, but he was not stabbed to death by his lightning spear.

"Puff puff!"

At this moment, several sword lights stabbed directly towards Qingliujian, almost subconsciously, the Thunder God Spear in Qingliujian's hand swept across. His technique uses thunder and lightning as a gun, which has extremely strong attack and defense power. After sweeping, these sword lights must be blown away, but at this moment he has overlooked one point, the Thunder God Spear in his hand at this moment is no longer the Thunder God Spear he usually casts.

Among the several sword lights of different colors that shot towards Qingliujian, three of them were also swept away by Qingliujian's Leiji divine gun. The true essence in all these sword lights The strength has also weakened a lot compared to usual, but two of the sword lights seem to have a talisman magic circle that can destroy the thunder gang, so under the sweep of Qingliu sword's Leiji divine gun, those two swords were originally also destroyed. The sword light, whose power had been greatly reduced, still slashed at Qingliujian's body.

Two streaks of blood shot out from Qingliujian's body at the same time. Whether it was the Jiansi disciple in the first roundabout or the Kunlun disciple in the fourth roundabout, they all saw Qingliujian's body sank at this moment. , seemed to freeze in the air all of a sudden. And almost at the same time, the most present red-robed man fired dozens of emerald green flames expressionlessly, hitting Qing Liujian's body.

There was a sharp wound on the chest and ribs of Qingliu's sword. The power of the two sword lights was insufficient, and the power was only equivalent to the power of the slave sword in the early stage, so Qingliu's sword could not be directly strangled. , and those dozens of green flames should have been at least fist-sized clusters in the air, but now they are strands, jumping and bouncing in the air like green tadpoles. But these emerald green fire spots hit Qingliujian's body, and still ignited, spreading, covering Qingliujian's whole body. Originally, the power of this technique could instantly turn Qingliujian into ashes, but it was precisely because the power eliminated most of it, these flames only burned Qingliujian's skin, especially those two The open wound on Dao was even more scorched, and there was a screeching sound like hot oil being poured into a wok.

Even Qingliujian, who was one of the mighty heads of the Sword Division just now, could not bear such pain even though he was extremely tenacious. Tumbling, but it couldn't extinguish the flames on his body at all.

"What exactly is going on?"

On the fourth roundabout, seeing such a change suddenly, Nangong Xiaoyan, who saw Qingliujian being burned to death, unconsciously bit her lips to bleed out blood. He turned his head sharply to look at Ming Shiqi, but apart from indifference and murderous intent shrouding Ming Shiqi's face, there was only a hint of worry flashing across Ming Shiqi's face at this moment.

"The Nether Blood Sea, unexpectedly, four hundred years later, this magic circle will reappear." Ming Shiqi frowned slightly and looked at the sea of blood in the endless sky, and said coldly to Nangong Xiaoyan, "Swagger The people from the mountain are also coming."

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(I'm really sorry, there are more things in Beijing than I imagined, so there was a helpless update, please forgive me, I can only say that after 6.1, when I return to Wuxi, the update will be normal)