"Xuejiao, darling!" Mao Wugui stood there with two claws on his back, calm.
It said this sentence with a hoarse voice, as if chanting a spell, and a faint white smoke spit out from its mouth and diffused out.
There are countless lines on the body of the blood dragon, all of which are ancient characters and spells, covering its whole body, every inch of scales, the body instantly becomes as thick as a little finger, and it is not under its own control at all.
"what happened?"
The blood scorpion was very frightened, and before he could react, he flew towards the tortoise, like a scarf, around the tortoise's neck!
This…
"This is... the 'big spell' among the eight ancient arts! You carved a spell on me? God! From which crack in the rock did you crawled out of, you bastard turtle?"
Xue Jiao's body trembled, and his heart was shocked, knowing the terrifying power of the big spell. It was very famous in ancient times, and it was the predecessor of curses and spells.
The real "big spell" has long been lost, and now there are only some ancient witches and underground creatures left with some "curse forbidden words".
There is also the "spell" derived from the "big spell".
It can be said that all the spells in the world are derived from the "big spell technique", which is the source of the spells.
The "Eight Ancient Techniques" are all profound and profound magical powers.
The Great Evolution Technique has extended out "wise masters", "astrological masters", "treasure hunters", etc., marginal monks, created countless miracles for the world of immortality, and gave birth to many outstanding heroes, brilliant for several eras!
The big puppet technique, derived from the "puppet master", "the corpse chaser", this special cultivation group.
At the same time, it enables the cultivators to comprehend the mysterious magic techniques such as "separation technique", "sprinkling beans to form soldiers" and "blowing hair to form objects". Even to help people reshape their bodies and bring them back to life, it is inseparable from the Great Puppet Technique!
The influence of the Great Spell Technique is even greater, which directly leads to the appearance of the spell. Almost any race, any cultivator, must wear a spell on his body. All of this is due to the Great Spell Technique.
The Great Spell Technique formed the bud of spells in the ancient times, and then through countless heroic improvements, the spells were carried on paper, jade, objects, and finally achieved the effect of blooming flowers, defense spells, attack spells, thaumaturgy spells, and then It is divided into countless sub-categories, it is difficult to count!
The spell is carried on the paper to form a spell, which makes the spell simple and convenient. Even a monk who has just started to practice can use it, but it also loses a lot of the essence of the "big spell", and its power is also weakened a lot. .
People who can still use the most primitive spells are already quite rare, almost extinct.
But now a turtle is proficient in the "big spell", how can it not frighten the blood dragon
Really, turtles can spell, men can't lift.
Too pit.
"Xuejiao, be good!"
The Mao Turtle chanted the spell again, and the Blood Flood Dragon flew out, hitting the ground with its head, and half of its body was inserted into the ground, leaving only one tail sticking out and swinging.
"Your uncle..." Xue Jiao pulled out his body from the ground, scolded angrily, and wanted to spew flames from his mouth.
"How dare you scold my uncle, Xuejiao, be good!" Mao Wugui chanted the spell again.
The blood dragon slammed its head into the stone, smashed into dismay, the stone shattered, and he vomited blood, "Master Turtle, count me as serving you, can you unlock the spell on me?"
"No." Mao Turtle shook his head.
"Can you change a spell?" Xue Jiao felt that the spell was ridiculous.
Mao Wugui said: "I think this spell is very good, Xue is petite..."
"Okay! That's it, that's it..." Xuejiao worshipped the Mao Turtle, as if he was worshiping the Turtle Master.
"boom!"
Outside the sky, a flash of lightning flashed across the sky, illuminating the Qinglian Lingshan Mountain under the shady curtain for an instant.
Then there was a continuous sound of wind and thunder!
A black cloud rolled in, rolling over and over, showing the shape of beast shadows and sharp claws, with countless thunder and lightning entangled in it.
"Boom!"
Feng Feiyun's eyes suddenly opened, he stood up and looked into the distance, his eyebrows slightly condensed, the celestial marrow soldier's courage automatically manifested, condensed into a white halberd, and said loudly: "This is the place where the Holy Spirit sleeps peacefully. Who else dares to come to the mountain?"
In the dark clouds, the fishy wind is hunting!
A shadow wrapped in black robes, suspended in the black cloud, surrounded by thunder and lightning, made a hoarse voice: "A half-demon dares to guard the mountain for the Qinglian female saint, today the old man is here to dig the female saint's bones, anyone can Can't stop me!"
Feng Feiyun's spiritual sense is extremely strong, and he perceives that the opponent's cultivation base is extremely high. He should be an evil monk who has just entered the realm of the great sage, and it is absolutely difficult to deal with.
It has a faint corpse aura on its body, it is likely to be a corpse evil, and the excavation of the corpse of the Qinglian female saint is estimated to be for a higher level.
The most indispensable thing in the world of ghosts is the evil people. This is a paradise for ferocious ghosts and evil corpses. Only the strong can pass through this place of death and come to the underground Pill Cauldron Ghost Market.
Even if the opponent is a great sage, Feng Feiyun will not retreat.
The Heavenly Marrow Soldier's gallbladder in his hand was scorching hot, emitting brighter and brighter brilliance.
"Dare to come to Qinglian Lingshan, die!" A woman's beautiful voice sounded.
In the blue-gray ancient Taoist temple, a cloud of blue clouds rushed out, and in the sky above Qinglian Lingshan, it condensed into a slender sword, traversing the void, and rushed into the black evil cloud on the horizon.
"puff!"
In the black evil cloud, a shrill scream resounded through the world.
A corpse in a black robe fell from the sky, the corpse became two halves, the sound was drowned in the rolling wind and thunder, and it fell into the abyss.
The dark clouds above the sky dispersed, and the electric light disappeared.
Feng Feiyun looked back at the blue-gray Taoist temple, "What a strong cultivation base, who is she?"
"Squeak!"
After three days, the door of the Taoist temple opened, and there was an endless azure glow inside.
The woman in green gauze walked out of the Taoist temple, her injuries had already healed, her skin was jade white, her eyes were bright and her teeth were white, her black hair was soft, her chest was straight and straight, her jade hips were slightly raised, and a pair of long and slender jade legs were walking in the wind. Bamboo leaves fell and fell on her shoulders, the uppers of the shoes.
She stood on the blue stone bridge, the rays of the sun lingering on her body, staring at the white-haired Feng Feiyun in the bamboo forest.
She paused, her eyes narrowed slightly, looking at the wrinkles on Feng Feiyun's face, as if asking Feng Feiyun with her eyes again.
Feng Feiyun put away the courage of the Tianzhu soldiers, like an old bad old man, said: "You finally got out of the customs."
The green gauze woman's apricot eyes were filled with smoke, she stared at Feng Feiyun for a while, and said, "Your birthday is running out, what's going on?"
"It doesn't matter! Life and death have destiny and wealth is in the sky." Feng Feiyun looked very indifferent, looking at the jade monument not far away, there was a faint holy light on the inscription, and there were a series of rules of heaven intertwined on it, which was very broad and profound, even if it was to give Feng Feiyun may not be able to comprehend it for decades.
A monument stands there and will not fall for hundreds of years. It seems to be telling the world about the brilliance in front of its master!
The woman in Qingsha didn't bother about Feng Feiyun anymore. After all, everyone has the right to choose the path that is inaccessible, and she feels that Feng Feiyun is a person who can grasp the fate and does not need her to say more.
"I still have to go to the first gate of the ghost gate, are you going?" she said.
Feng Feiyun was still staring at the tombstone, his chin was full of beards, and he was too old to look, and said, "Whose soul are you trying to take out of the first gate of the ghost gate?"
Although Feng Feiyun can roughly guess, but still wants to get the real answer from the mouth of the green gauze woman!
The green-shaded woman pondered for a long time, and stared at the tomb behind Feng Feiyun, saying: "She died so strangely, her soul did not go to hell, but was locked in the first gate of hell, I have to She brought it back."
"The soul of the Qinglian female saint was locked in the first gate of the ghost gate?" Feng Feiyun was shocked, and immediately said: "That is the soul of the female holy spirit, who has the strength to hold her?"
"The impermanent ghost master of the first gate of the ghost gate." The blue-shaded woman said.
Hearing the name "Impermanent Ghost Lord", Mao Turtle's eyes rolled, and he immediately raised his head, with a white light in his eyes.
The green-shaded woman took two steps forward, stood under the bamboo forest, stepped on the bamboo leaves, and made a "shasha" sound, saying, "Everyone thinks that entering the gate of hell means entering hell, but this is not the case. The gate of hell. The nine gates are actually between the world and hell, and belong to the dividing line between yin and yang.”
"The monks guarding these nine gates of hell are from a very secretive race, that race is extremely mysterious, it does not exist in the world, it does not exist in hell. No one knows where they come from, nor what their relationship between the world and hell is. , but they have been given the mission of guarding the nine gates of the ghost gate, even the ghosts after the fall of the Holy Spirit will be captured by them and taken to hell."
Mao Turtle muttered in a low voice, "The tomb..."
After it finished reading these two words, its body shivered for a while, and it stared at Feng Feiyun and the Qingsha woman. Seeing that they didn't hear it, it took a long sigh of relief.
Feng Feiyun pondered for a moment and said: "In three days, it will be a moonless night, the veins of heaven and earth will shrink, and there will be many vacancies. I want to do an important thing that day, and I hope you can help me. Wuyueye, I will accompany you to attack the first gate of the ghost gate, and the battle will be turned upside down."
The green gauze woman stared at Feng Feiyun and said, "Do you want to hit the Ascension Realm on a moonless night?"
Feng Feiyun took a deep breath and said, "This is my only chance."
"I'll help you." The Qingsha woman didn't think too much, because she knew that the half-demon in front of her was by no means an ordinary person. Once she broke through the Ascension Realm, her future achievements might shock the world.
At the foot of Qinglian Lingshan, there was a rush of footsteps. It belonged to an old man with a half-demon spirit on his body, but his power was far beyond the feathering realm, causing the veins between heaven and earth to rotate with him.
What a powerful breath!
Could it be that a half-demon has already broken through the Ascension Realm
Although the sound of footsteps is still at the foot of the mountain, for Feng Feiyun and Qingsha women, even if it's just two ants fighting at the foot of the mountain, they can hear it!