The wind pushed the thick clouds and slowly pressed them over from the far horizon.
Large tracts of snow were falling heavily. The old man was sitting on a boulder wearing a raincoat and a bamboo hat, with the fishing rod shaking gently in his hand.
Yin Feifei and Miao Tianjie fell to the ground covered in blood and twitching. The old man just struck and swung the fishing rod. The delicate fishhook was like the claws of a ghost, accurately tearing open the meridians of Yin Feifei and the five others. The pain in their joints made them faint.
Yin Xuuge stood in the thick snow and looked at the old man nervously.
The old man took action, but he failed to see clearly the movement of the fishing rod in the old man's hand. He just saw countless cold stars bursting out from the fishhook, and then Yin Feifei and the other five were sprayed with large pieces of blood. They screamed in pain, and their bodies twitched violently and fell to the ground.
Fortunately, they only had injuries to their meridians and joints, and there was no danger to their lives.
Yin Feifei, who was carrying Madam Mo, fell to the ground. His heavy body pressed half of Madam Mo's body underneath. Madam Mo, who had fainted, was awakened by the severe pain. She opened her eyes and looked around blankly, and then looked around in surprise. The old man shouted.
"First Commander, save..."
Yin Xuege's foot slipped, she moved lightly across the snow, and kicked Madam Mo hard on the back of her head.
"You are so brave. You dare to hurt others in front of me?"
The old man sneered, and with a flick of his wrist, the long and transparent fishing line vibrated violently. The fishhook brought out a bit of cold light, and pointed towards Yin Xuuge's shoulder as fast as lightning. Snow was flying all over the sky, and a bit of cold light shot out from the countless snowflakes, and it was about to pierce through Yin Xuege's shoulder.
Yin Xuege's body swayed, he rubbed his hands, and a talisman appeared in his palm. Dozens of green claw marks about a foot square spurted out from his palm with a dull wind whistling sound, bringing up a large whirlwind to block the fishhook. .
The sound of explosions was endless, and the wind claws shot by Yin Xuege were broken one by one by the fish hooks, but he had already rushed to Lady Mo's side.
His toes gently touched the back of Madam Mo's head, and with a muffled groan, Madam Mo fainted. Yin Xuege also screamed in pain at the same time. His wind claws were all shattered by the fishhook. The fishhook penetrated his shoulder, hooked one of his shoulder blades, and threw him high.
The delicate fishhook was extremely powerful, and with Yin Xuege's current strength, she actually had no power to resist. His shoulder blades made a terrible groaning sound, and he screamed softly and was thrown up more than a hundred feet high. Then the old man's wrist sank, and he hit the ground like a stone.
With his hands in front of his face, Yin Xuuge curled up into a ball of flesh, hit the ground heavily, and rolled out more than ten feet away. The bones in his body were almost exploded by the shock, and the hard bones were covered with countless cracks. Yin Xuuge lay on the ground and took a deep breath. The severe pain made his mind go blank.
"I am the master of Qinglong, the first order of Netherworld Tribulation Palace."
The old man stood up slowly. With a flick of his wrist, the fishhook detached from Yin Xuege's shoulder blade, flew back with the fishing line, and wrapped around the fishing rod obediently. He looked at Yin Xuuge and others who were defeated by him in the blink of an eye, and smiled disdainfully.
"Hiding in the mountains and forests two hundred miles outside Yangshui Town, the people who responded to you are either dead or running away."
"I was just ordered to clean up those of you who were caught in the trap, and to bring back my saint, Mo Yu'er."
Bai Yuzi got out of Yin Xuuge's sleeves. He slowly swayed his fins and flew up, hovering in front of Yin Xuuge. He looked at the Lord Qinglong and sneered with disdain.
"Saint? Master Yu has never seen a saint accompanying a man in a brothel."
"You old man, don't pretend to be an expert. You're just rubbish. Mr. Yu, I..."
"What can you do?"
Lord Qinglong looked curiously at Bai Yuzi, a little dragon carp that was more than three inches long and had just been hatched for more than ten years. Such a small dragon carp may not even wake up the memory inheritance in his bloodline. What ability can he have
Bai Yuzi was silent and didn't speak.
According to his nature, he wanted to brag, for example, saying that he could crush the Azure Dragon Commander to death with one finger. Indeed, according to the final strength of the blood parrot in his previous life, millions of Azure Dragon Lords stood in front of him and he swallowed them all in one gulp.
But this is the world of Yuanlu, and he is the dragon and carp Bai Yuzi who was 'born and raised' in the 'wilderness of the Western Frontier'.
Bai Yuzi opened his mouth and started yelling.
"You are such a piece of rubbish. You sent your mother to Mr. Yu, hugged Mr. Yu's thigh and begged him to patronize your mother for a night. You were willing to give me three big bucks, and Mr. Yu didn't even take a second look!"
"Looking at how shabby and ugly you are, your mother probably looks just like the pig excrement pulled out by wild boar spirits in the mountains, right? Your whole family is so creative, why do you dare to come out to meet people?"
The corner of the Qinglong Order Master's mouth twitched, and suddenly a purple-black light flashed rapidly between his eyebrows. With the ball of light between his eyebrows as the core, large blue-black meridians emerged from under his skin. These meridians squirmed and twisted under his skin, outlining an evil and abnormally huge rune.
"die!"
Horrible and evil, like a polar cold wave, the soul force surged out and slammed into Bai Yuzi's small body.
"Fuck it, let's get serious!"
Bai Yuzi looked in panic as the purple-black wave of mental power roared in front of her, visible to the naked eye, and her body suddenly stiffened. In this Netherworld Calamity Palace, their unique secret technique is based on this mental power
Yin Xuege, whose bones were broken every inch, suddenly raised his head. He took a deep breath and no longer cared about certain taboos. A green light appeared between his eyebrows, and a looming shadow of a lush tree appeared in the green. A flash of light.
Countless towering ancient trees in the surrounding mountains and forests swayed violently with the cold wind.
The roots of the trees in these mountain forests are intertwined and intertwined underground. Although they are not one body, they are inseparable from each other, forming a large network that stretches for tens of thousands of miles.
As the shadow of the big tree between Yin Xuuge's brows flickered, this network composed of countless giant trees that had been burning for tens of thousands of years was suddenly activated. These giant trees couldn't speak, but they used the unique energy fluctuations of plants to send out roaring cheers. At the same time, they all expressed their welcome to Yin Xuege and their obedience to him.
The power of countless ancient trees merged into one, completely merging with Yin Xuege's soul.
At this moment, Yin Xuege was the spiritual collection of all the ancient trees within tens of thousands of miles. His soul and body were the union of all the ancient trees within tens of thousands of miles. He stood up, the blue light between his brows twitching slightly, and took the initiative to face the spiritual impact of Lord Qinglong.
It was like a huge boulder crashed into a vast ocean, causing large ripples, but that was all.
The sea swallowed up the boulder silently, and then the huge waves surged into the sky, ruthlessly slamming the boulder in its direction.
Lord Qinglong was smiling, ready to enjoy the sight of Bai Yuzi's body exploding and her brain turning into boiling gruel and spraying everywhere. The next moment, he saw countless big trees swaying, and saw a boiling forest crashing down in front of him like an ocean.
His body disintegrated and his soul flew away. A large amount of Qingmu vitality erupted from the body of Lord Qinglong. He didn't even have time to look at Yin Xuuge in horror before he completely disappeared from the world of Yuanlu.
Yin Xuuge spit out a mouthful of blood, wordlessly took out the last two talismans presented by Lan Lan, and then casually punched them out.
Fire sprayed, the earth trembled, a hill was razed to the ground, and the violent flame energy burned all remaining energy fluctuations around it.
The cyan light and shadow between the eyebrows dissipated, and the small shadow of the ancient tree turned into a little cyan light, sinking into the deepest part of Yin Xuege's soul. An unprecedented level of fatigue came over her. Yin Xuege felt so weak all over her body that she wanted to fall on the ground and fall asleep for three days and three nights.
The light between his eyebrows just now was the most original power of his soul imprint.
In order to reincarnate smoothly in the world of Yuanlu, and in order to prevent the power of the Holy Dharma from detecting any abnormalities, Yin Xuege's original soul imprint had very little remaining power, retaining only the most basic power to maintain the imprint's existence.
He had just been forced by Lord Qinglong and had to make a desperate move to use his original power to fight him. Ninety-nine percent of the energy in the original soul mark was consumed, and it could only be used again after a long period of warming and recovery.
Moreover, using the original soul mark is extremely dangerous.
It was broad daylight at the moment, and the seven-round full moon was located on the other side of the Genriku world. The thick Genriku world blocked the sight of some terrifying entities. If it were at night, when the seven-round full moon hung high in the sky, Yin Xuege would never dare to expose this power.
This is not the power that a special disciple who has just lucked into the inner sect of the Vinaya Sect should have.
Yin Xuege knew clearly that when he was so weak, if his original soul imprint was discovered by some powerful beings of the Holy Dharma, he would surely be doomed. His original soul imprint is a priceless treasure to those powerful beings, and is the most precious treasure in the world.
No other innate Hongmeng level spiritual creature can compare with his original soul imprint.
"Damn it."
Yin Xuuge took out a few more talismans found on Lady Mo's body, activated them at will and threw them around. These talismans also possess extremely powerful power, causing craters and chaos within a radius of several miles, and the mountains, trees, and rocks were in chaos.
Panting, he found a giant tree that had been blown apart, and cut off a withered vine more than ten feet long from its trunk. Yin Xuuge tied the seriously injured and unconscious Yin Feifei and others into a big meat ball, and soon He awkwardly picked up the meat ball, which was nearly ten times larger than him, and used up his last strength to run wildly into the mountains.
He had just merged with all the ancient trees within tens of thousands of miles, and the memories of all the ancient trees were absorbed and mastered by him.
For these ancient trees growing in the deep mountains, their memories are very dull. In spring, summer, autumn and winter, sunrise and sunset, spring flowers, snow and moon, clouds rising and dispersing, most of the memories they remember are just like this.
(End of chapter)