In the world of Yuanlu, in the palace of the first full moon in the center of the earth, the colorful bodhi branches in the Yinxue Singer shed pieces of light and strangled towards the black shadow.
The black shadow snorted coldly, and the seven-handled Greedy Wolf Butcher struck Yin Xuege head-on with traces of black light. But Singer Yinxue held the colorful bodhi tree branch and waved it left and right with ease, and Buddha's light surrounded his body. No matter how fierce Tanlang Tu was, chopping and beating around him like a mad dog, he could never touch his body or hurt him. It didn't hurt him at all.
On the contrary, every time Tanlang Tu was struck by the Buddha's light, he let out a shrill wail and was knocked several hundred feet away.
This time Yin Xuege held nothing back and devoted all his energy and energy into this fight. And Saint Linghu was on the side, taking up most of Heiying's energy, so Yin Xuuge was able to deal with the Seven Greedy Wolf Tu more easily than he had been with Shenyuan's Sword Shadow a while ago.
Step by step, he got closer to the place less than a hundred feet away from the black shadow. Yin Xuuge suddenly waved his hand, and Shifang Chaodu hit the black shadow with a loud bang. The black shadow rolled up the two soft whips in his hands in time, wrapped them around his body and turned them into a layer of soft armor, but a blue light flashed from Shifang Chaodu, and a large section of the two soft whips was broken by force.
The black shadow roared angrily, and the soft whip in his hand suddenly split into thousands. The dense whip shadow brought up a dark tornado, whizzing down towards Yin Xuege. Because the soft whip in his hand was broken by Shifang Chaodu, the black shadow poured out all his anger towards Saint Linghu on Yin Xuege.
Yin Xuuge felt his eyes go dark, and suddenly there were countless violent black shadows roaring towards him. The colorful bodhi branches trembled violently, and his body was shaken by the huge impact like leaves in the strong wind, and all the joints in his body groaned under the load.
Fortunately, the colorful bodhi tree branches have a special and super defensive power of Buddhist Zen. The Buddha's light comes and goes. No matter how many whip shadows whip his body crazily, the Buddha's light defense is still tenacious, blocking those fatal attacks.
And precisely because attacks hit him from all directions at the same time, with even and constant attacks, the blow force his body endured was extremely stable, keeping his body firmly in place and not knocking him out.
"Wonderful!"
Saint Linghu saw the black shadow going crazy, and immediately laughed loudly, dodged back, and easily escaped from the battle group.
Three white lotuses were circling and flying above his head, and the nine-fold and nine-color Buddha light around him was swaying with countless rays of brilliance. He didn't even look at Yin Xuege, who was beaten out of breath by the black shadow's manic attack. He just pinched the seal, with three points of blood on his fingertips, which quickly turned into extremely thin threads and outlined nine weird runes. It flew out silently and was imprinted on the black shadow's body.
The Linghu Saint in front of him is just an incarnation of a trace of his spirit, and there should be no blood on his body.
These three drops of blood came from the body of Saint Linghu. They were the three drops of blood essence of his body. They were carried by this ray of spirit to the world of Yuanlu.
The black shadow seemed to know nothing about the nine runes integrated into his body. He just roared loudly, and the soft whip in his hand turned into a ball of violent shadow, wrapping Yin Xuege inside. Terrifying waves of air surged, and the space and time around Yin Xuuge were shattered into a mess. All the laws of heaven around him were smashed and torn to pieces, and any divine power of divination no longer had any effect.
Because of the frantic attack of the black shadow, the void in this area became chaotic and turbid, and even the eyes, ears, and any other means of perception became decorations. The shadow itself could only rely on instinct to attack, but Yin Xuuge simply curled up in a ball and didn't move at all.
Saint Linghu was undoubtedly the most satisfied with this. He looked at the furious black shadow with a calm smile. His fingers flicked rapidly, and countless clever seals continued to fly out. Under his guidance, traces of strange aura continued to pass through the void from the huge and unparalleled formation above the nine heavens in the void spiritual world, wrapping the entire underground palace tightly.
Below the underground palace, close to the core of the first full moon, there is a communication array with a diameter of tens of feet, like hundreds of large and small arcs nested into one, and a self-contained system that slowly rotates and sprays out a faint light. Countless pictures are flashing on this communication array, and these pictures are transmitted back to the void spiritual world through this cross-border communication array.
As for the three sages of the void spiritual world, as well as the Taoist Taoist Qing Kuo, it is precisely because of the existence of this array that they can transmit the wonderful power of that huge array and cover the dark shadow silently. The split spirit, through the subtle connection between the split spirit and his true body, forcibly infers the location of his true body.
In order to achieve today's results, the three saints have done a lot behind the scenes.
Even the entire Holy Dharma Sect in the Yuanlu world, including the countless disciples of the Most Holy Dharma Sect who died tragically during the civil strife in Lan Shuixin, and the countless dynasties and sects that were slaughtered in the battles of Juijing Ming, they all became became the victim of this plan.
Yin Xuege curled up on the ground, Buddha's light wrapped around his body. He remained motionless, only occasionally waving Shifang Chaodu, smashing three or five soft whips that came from around him. The chaotic laws of heaven all around, the shattered space and time, and the chaotic energy fluctuations converged into a force of chaos similar to the most restless in the Hongmeng void.
It would be difficult for anyone else, any other monk, to sense anything here.
Chaos is inherently unpredictable and unobservable. But Yin Xuege's true body is the Hongmeng World Tree, a strange creature born in the Hongmeng void. It is born to be able to thrive by absorbing the energy of Hongmeng.
Yin Xuege's spiritual power can still be freely mobilized in the chaos. His consciousness was broken down into billions of thin gossamers, and he carefully explored the surroundings along the cracks in the void and time around him.
Due to the frenzied attack of the black shadow, some of the aura-obscuring formation restrictions near the underground palace were destroyed. Yin Xuuge could not find the existence of the cross-border communication formation, but due to the destruction of these formation restrictions, a strange trace of The breath leaked out.
Countless filaments of spiritual consciousness slowly seeped into the depths of the underground palace along the damaged areas restricted by the formation, and reached the core of the underground palace.
Finally, Yin Xuege's consciousness "illuminated". His consciousness penetrated all the obstacles and saw the magic circle with a diameter of dozens of feet. This is his goal, exactly his goal, a magic circle that can maintain contact with the void spiritual world.
With this magic circle, Yin Xuuge can grasp the spatial coordinates of the void spiritual world. Through this magic circle, there will be a lot that Yin Xuege can do when she ascends in the future. To the people of the Holy Saint Dharma Sect, this magic circle is just a tool to communicate with and communicate with the upper world, but to Yin Xuege, it is a key, a key with endless magical uses.
Watching the magic circle in action warily, Yin Xuege felt curious.
He could clearly sense that there were four huge and terrifying wills condensed on the magic circle. There are four extremely terrifying beings who are observing and examining this void through this magic circle using some strange means.
The focus of these four beings' scrutiny was the dark figure that was frantically attacking Yin Xuege.
Saint Linghu was frantically pinching the seals at the side, and the black shadow was attacking Yin Xuege. Yin Xuege's mind was like lightning, and countless thoughts flashed through his mind. The spirit of Saint Linghu suddenly appeared, and the black shadow also suddenly appeared here.
All of this made Yin Xuuge feel a strong atmosphere of conspiracy.
And the terrifying will that appeared on this magic circle was actually four groups? Shouldn't there be three? The three sages should be just three wills. Whose will is there that is equally terrifying and equally vast
After thinking quietly for a while, Yin Xuege shook his head.
He was too lazy to care about so much. Regardless of the cause and effect entanglement between Linghu Saint and Heiying, he could just do his own thing.
The spirit of the giant tree trembled violently, and countless leaves fell off from the branches. The transcendence of the ten directions turned into a blue light and merged into the spirit of the giant tree. Along with a shrill sound of cracking silk, Yin Xuege's spiritual power was heard in ten directions. Under the tug of Fang Chaodu, it turned into a cyan blade visible to the naked eye, and circled fiercely around this huge cross-border communication array.
All the connections condensed on the magic circle were cut off, and all observing eyes were cut off. Yin Xuuge's spiritual consciousness turned into a big blue hand, holding the magic circle tightly, and rubbed it three or five times. He turned it into a tiny point of light and forcefully grabbed it into his hand.
"You two take your time and play, Xiaoke won't accompany you anymore."
With a wild laugh, Yin Xuege's body swayed. It was inherited from Taoist Kongmiao and several other Taoist ancestors and Buddhas, and refined and derived by himself, becoming unparalleled in the world. When he used the escape method, Yin Xuege's body suddenly turned into a ball of golden light soaring into the sky. It rose up and then bloomed like fireworks, turning into countless bright golden lights and shadows that shot out in all directions.
Yin Xuege walked very fast, and both Saint Linghu and Heiying were caught off guard by him.
Saint Linghu suddenly lost his perception of the communication circle, and he roared angrily. In the void spiritual world, the eyes of the three holy saints went dark at the same time. In the black and white light curtain in front of them, a beautiful valley surrounded by mountains appeared dangerously and dangerously.
At the moment when the communication circle was snatched away by Yin Xuuge, the three holy saints joined forces and finally sensed the location of the black shadow's body from a breath of his body, and captured him from the lair where his body was hiding.
"It seems that it is not in the void spiritual world."
Saint Linghu muttered in a low voice.
"It's not the Holy Spirit Realm... let alone the Yuanlu World."
Hundreds of eyes on Saint Huangpu's earlobes closed at the same time, and his tone was full of doubts.
Dugu Sage did not say a word. The palms stretched out from his eyes came together and slowly changed into various handprints.
Taoist Qinghui looked at the valley, calculated it on his fingers, and then nodded with satisfaction.
"With the true shape of this valley, it is enough for us to deduce the location of his body. It is enough for us."
Saint Linghu smiled. Just as he was about to speak, a large mouthful of blood suddenly spurted out from his mouth.
He pressed an angry palm on the jade platform and roared angrily.
"My avatar was actually killed so quickly? This..."
The jade stage was silent for a while, the four of them looked at each other and frowned at the same time.
(End of chapter)