The murderous intention came suddenly.
The white bone spurs glowed with a faint white light, cold and deep, and stabbed at the woman with a strong murderous intention.
Lingchu, who was imprisoned in place by the pressure, the spiritual power in his body transformed into black and white in the blink of an eye, forming the shape of Tai Chi. The fluctuations of spiritual power during the circulation magically shook away the pressure.
Qingluo Dieyi senses danger and activates it independently.
The hazy tulle appears outside the red skirt, accentuating the woman's charming appearance, like a concubine and fairy arriving in the mist.
The eldest brother really didn't lie.
The defensive power of Qingluo Dieyi is indeed not simple.
Although it was just a casual blow from the Golden Core Master, this black-robed monk was in the middle stage of the Golden Core. The Qingluo Butterfly Clothes were densely covered with silver patterns, flashing with various auras. The silver patterns resisted the white bone spurs and continued to extinguish and disappear.
Most of the silver lines on the tulle have disappeared, and the power of the White Bone Spur has been almost exhausted.
At the same time, the spiritual power emitted by the two qi of life and death in Lingchu's body used a special form to crush and disintegrate the pressure that imprisoned the body.
As soon as he was freed from the pressure, something appeared in each of Lingchu's hands.
The left hand is the ruler and the right hand is the ball.
Lingchu's spiritual consciousness passed over the shivering middle-aged shopkeeper huddled in the corner, as well as the ordinary mortals outside the inn who were frightened by the pressure of the golden elixir monks.
The dark iron ball spirit in his right hand lit up for a moment and then went out.
The lines engraved on the topaz-shaped short ruler in his left hand lit up one after another as spiritual power continued to pour in. Lingchu put away the dark iron ball and took out a jade tablet.
Without any pause, he crushed the jade token into pieces and locked his consciousness on the black-robed monk in front of him.
The jade tablet shattered, and a sword light that seemed to be able to shine through eternity emerged from the void, condensing awe-inspiring killing intent and striking at the black-robed monk.
The moment the black-robed monk saw the tulle, he knew that the woman in front of him was the one he had been waiting for three months.
The boy who killed Feng Niang.
After seeing that Lingchu had broken free from the coercive confinement and was able to fight back, the black-robed monk's calm expression finally changed. Of course, the evil cultivator wrapped in black robes and wearing a big hood, had no change in his expression. No one else knows.
Lingchu didn't even know.
Black mist rose up around the black-robed monks, and there seemed to be the sound of ghosts crying and wolves howling, which was extremely sad and terrifying.
The sword light condensed in the void, and the awe-inspiring golden elixir aura on it made the black-robed monk's expression change again. This was an attack sealed by the golden elixir monk.
Although it only has the power of the golden elixir in its early stage, it is certainly not easy for the golden elixir cultivator to seal this move with his indomitable momentum.
He suddenly crushed the bright red heart in his hand, and with the scarlet blood mist, the black-robed monk spread out his fingers, slowly pressing into the void like Mount Tai pressing down on top.
A huge black and red palm print was formed in the void with the pale palm of the black-robed monk. Threads of blood mist and black mist of howling ghosts and wolves were intertwined, intertwined and submerged into the palm print, making the palm print in the void More and more solid.
Everything happened in a moment.
The awe-inspiring and indomitable sword light collided with the black and red, ghostly palm prints in the inn, and violent roars and surging spiritual energy waves swept in all directions.
Hakka, which had stood in Zhongyuan Town for a hundred years and been passed down from generation to generation, suddenly turned into nothingness under this wave of fluctuations.
Even several shops and houses around the guest house were mostly damaged.
Within the scope of the small town, sand and rocks were flying for a while, and it was extremely tragic.
The dust stirred up by the collapse could not block the monk's consciousness at all. When the remaining power of the confrontation between the two spells dissipated, the black-robed monk could no longer capture the trace of the woman in his consciousness.
Only faint spatial fluctuations were left in the void.
A hundred miles away, a black crack suddenly appeared, and the red figure stumbled out.
He fell hard on the grass, bent his elbows and propped himself on the ground, so that he didn't fall flat on his back.
The sudden space shift caused a severe discomfort to surge up from Lingchu's stomach. He opened his mouth and retched several times in disgust, and the corners of his eyes naturally became a little moist in response.
There was a throbbing between the eyebrows, which was very uncomfortable.
Space teleportation is a skill that can only be mastered perfectly in the Nascent Soul stage.
It is also because only the physical body of Yuanying monks and the strength of their spiritual consciousness can withstand the space tearing force of space teleportation.
Lingchu used the earth-shrinking ruler. Although he had the protection of the magic weapon, it still could not completely offset the tearing force of space transfer. Therefore, Lingchu, who had not even sneezed since becoming a monk, finally sneezed again after a long time. I felt a headache and nausea.
The normal range of spiritual consciousness of Jindan monks is only tens of miles.
Lingchu took a look at the lush woods around him. He could hear the crisp chirping of birds, and it looked peaceful and quiet.
But Lingchu didn't dare to let down his guard.
Because she didn't know whether the black-robed monk had practiced the method of spiritual consciousness, or whether he had a naturally superior spiritual consciousness. Lingchu still felt unsafe even though it was only within a hundred miles.
Once again, he input spiritual power into the ruler, and the lines on the warm yellow jade ruler lit up one after another.
After a few breaths, the red figure disappeared again.
In the grass not far away, a snow-white rabbit looked cutely at the giant creature that suddenly appeared and then disappeared.
He tilted his head blankly.
Golden elixir monks are not simple.
Facts have proved that Lingchu's caution was right.
Just a moment after Lingchu left here, a cold breath filled the vibrant woods, and a huge spiritual consciousness swept across the surrounding area for dozens of miles.
The snow-white rabbit was munching on the grass leisurely, trembling all over, lying in the grass, not daring to move. This is the instinct of animals.
The black-robed monk stood above the woods with a gloomy expression.
The aura that remained on the little foundation-building monk had almost dissipated.
Even if I continue to chase him, it will be difficult to find him.
The pale face hidden under the hood revealed a trace of bloodthirsty and fierce expression between his brows and eyes.
Even if a monk changes his appearance, he cannot change his aura.
He had already memorized the aura of that little foundation-building monk.
The world is vast, but it's not that big. He doesn't believe it, and he won't be able to encounter it in the future.
The black-robed monk couldn't help but think of how many monks had escaped from his hands in the past three months, and they were all foundation-building monks.
He came here, firstly, because of Fairy Feng, and secondly, because of Ghost Heart Lotus.
Although he is already a golden elixir monk, he practices some evil ways. Among them, there are naturally ghost ways and ghost heart lotus, which are also good spiritual objects for him.
Fairy Feng came to Wanfen Mountain because he had something to do before and couldn't spare any time, so Fairy Feng came to explore the way first.
Unexpectedly, he died in Ten Thousand Tombs Mountain without even getting a petal from the Ghost Heart Lotus.
After the black-robed monks arrived, they guarded Zhongyuan Town and ambushed and killed many monks who came back from Ten Thousand Tombs Mountain.
Ghost Heart Lotus, within three months, he actually collected half of it.
Unfortunately, some monks did not return to Zhongyuan Town to repair at all, but left directly. Some actually escaped from his hands.
For example, the young master with several servants, the young monk with the sword on his back, and the young man with red lips and white teeth.
In addition, today's little monk who doesn't know his true identity.
