This kind of breath soon filled the entire space, as if there was endless darkness, loneliness and despair in front of me! It almost makes people feel that everything has been seen through, their minds are damaged, all their efforts are in vain, they have lost all motivation, and they just want to close their eyes and wait for death!
Cheng Ling was shocked, and the sword intent burst out of his body to cut off these thoughts. But seeing that Zhang Hu and Song Yingjie were completely lost in their imaginations, even the bodies of Chu Yulu and Ye Qiuhe began to tremble slightly.
"We can't go on like this! Eyes, by the way, the most important thing is eyes!"
Cheng Ling woke up suddenly, his eyes flashed with blue light, and he looked into the empty eye on the dome ceiling. Walls like walls built by divine consciousness spread out from his eyes, forming a complex maze in an instant, and spreading layer by layer towards the roof of the shed.
The pressure generated by the eye on the ceiling was gradually weakened, and the maze of consciousness derived from the eyes covered almost the entire space above the five people's heads. The hole was gradually compressed, Chu Yulu and others finally relaxed, and their consciousness spread, becoming an effective help to Cheng Ling.
At this moment, the powerful power of Cheng Ling's Netherworld Holy Eye appeared, completely blocking the hole in Xiao Feng's eyes. The labyrinth of consciousness is constantly collapsing and reorganizing, as if two armies are facing each other, fighting for each other's territory.
Chu Yulu and Ye Qiuhe were shocked that Cheng Ling's consciousness was so powerful, a little higher than the combined strength of the two of them. At the same time, a trace of joy surged through their hearts. With Cheng Ling here, they could attack that eye without any worries.
The two women raised their swords, and Chu Yulu condensed a trace of ice on the tip of the sword. The ice-cold aura was completely different from the one emanating from the eyes, but it was equally powerful. As the sword moved, the entire palace seemed to be frozen.
"Kakakaka...!"
The ground, walls, and ceiling were all frozen. Even the two doors that were opened before were frozen. The eyes on the ceiling looked even hazier, unable to stay open.
On the other side, Ye Qiuhe's understanding of the artistic conception of ice is not as good as Chu Yulu's. But she is a monk with five spiritual roots. Although she has not understood the ice sword moves, the water system also forms an effective supplement, just like a trickle flowing into the Yangtze River, making the entire palace endlessly cold.
"Bang bang bang...!"
The artistic conceptions of ice and snow collided with the holes on the ceiling. Although the holes continued to collapse, they were also constantly growing, and the speed of creation was no slower than the collapse.
Cheng Ling knew that if he wanted to break the balance in front of him, he would have to use all his strength. He could no longer hide, and his hands danced continuously, instantly placing several layers of shielding restrictions in the palace. He could only give it a try, hoping that the restrictions he set would prevent outside monks from seeing the monitoring array.
The restriction setting was completed, and the next moment, a light blue eye faintly appeared behind him. The eyes were very huge, not much different from the eyes on the ceiling. And with Cheng Ling's intentional blessing, his eyes slowly opened, and a cold Yin Qi came out, combining with the icy atmosphere in the palace, it seemed to freeze the soul.
Zhang Hu and Song Yingjie shivered. They stretched out their hands and moved the immortal energy in their bodies to resist the coldness in the space.
The eyes on the ceiling shrank suddenly, and the hole in the middle shrank sharply. Not only that, under the gaze of the eye on the back of Cheng Ling's head, it seemed to turn into threads, slowly approaching the eye, and finally connected together.
Cheng Ling suddenly felt full, and there seemed to be a trace of original artistic conception in the eyes of the ceiling being drawn to the eyes behind him. This time lasted for a long time. At this moment, Cheng Ling's eyes seemed to penetrate the palace, penetrate the empty eyes, penetrate layers of space...!
The eyes on the ceiling are constantly shrinking. On the contrary, the Holy Eye of the Netherworld shines brightly, and endless blue light advances towards the ceiling. The frozen world created by Chu Yulu and Ye Qiuhe almost froze the immortal essence in the palace and turned into hailstones falling from the sky.
"Crack...!"
Under the confrontation between the two magical powers, the space in the palace seemed to be constantly collapsing, and the entire hall emitted an icy light. This icy light intertwined with each other to form a dazzling world.
"Roar......!"
Finally, that empty eye could not withstand the shattering fluctuations of the frozen space, and most of its original power was sucked away by Cheng Ling's Netherworld Holy Eye. Finally, it began to shatter, turning into extremely small pieces, falling from the ceiling. Falling everywhere.
It's just that when the pieces fell, they were being reassembled like a chopped pattern. The next moment, all the patterns were put together, and what appeared in front of the five people was a mocking wind, and the other one was missing both eyes.
It was huge, with a height of five feet, but its aura seemed to be greatly reduced during the battle, even worse than the little mocking winds on the roof that it had encountered before.
Cheng Ling felt this change keenly, but his whole mind was focused on the Holy Eye of the Netherworld. After absorbing the original power of the eye on the ceiling, the Holy Eye of the Netherworld seemed to be evolving, and he was unable to move at all.
The two girls, Chu Yulu and Ye Qiuhe, had already exhausted all the immortal energy in their bodies, and now they almost no longer have the strength to hold a sword.
He made a prompt decision and hurriedly ordered: "Zhang Hu, Yingjie, attack it immediately. As long as you hold on for a moment, we can recover and step forward to help."
The two of them were stunned for a moment, looking at the huge body of Xiaofeng in the palace with some fear. Just looking at the conditions of Cheng Ling and the others, it was obvious that they were overconsuming. He gritted his teeth and rushed forward with the thought of fighting to the death.
Zhang Hu's long sword flashed, and sharp sword energy shot out; Song Yingjie's palms flew, the wind of his palms was like a knife, and the knife cut with great momentum.
The two of them did not expect to have much effect, but they did not expect that although the body of Chaofeng was huge, it was instantly shattered under the attack of the sword energy and palm wind. The transformed huge body was constantly peeling off, and its size was gradually shrinking.
The two boys were stunned for a moment, then became ecstatic. Presumably the previous stalemate had caused huge losses to Cheng Ling and the others. This Xiao Feng was at the end of his strength and was left with a huge skin bag that had been emptied out long ago.
They were even more excited, and suddenly felt a feeling of facing a powerful enemy and winning with difficulty. Their sword energy and palm power were output regardless of the cost. Before it was time to drink tea, Chaofeng's huge body was beaten to pieces, and finally disappeared, leaving only a dragon-shaped token hanging in the air.
"Gah..."
The five people breathed a sigh of relief, and Zhang Hu and Song Yingjie fell to their knees in despair. The round of violent attacks just now was very satisfying, but it was also extremely draining. In addition, facing the psychological pressure of Xiaofeng, they were instantly relieved. After releasing it, the whole person seemed to be drained dry, gasping for air! In the deepest part of the Wuji Sect, there is an independent mountain peak, which is vast and empty within a hundred miles. It is filled with immortal energy, like a fairy or an illusion, like a lonely boat on the sea. On the top of the mountain, a separate palace attic was erected.
In a secret room in the attic, the Void Immortal Emperor sat cross-legged. In front of him were nine glazed jade vases the size of ordinary people, with a statue in each jade vase. Look carefully at the appearance of those statues, they are none other than the Nine Sons of the Dragon.
At this moment, the statue of Chaofeng in the third glass bottle on the left flashed with a bright light, and then, the originally bright eyes on the statue flickered several times, and then instantly became muted.
"Hmm! After Prisoner Niu, this is the second Nine Dragons origin to be absorbed. It's interesting. Let me see which peak's disciple he is."
He moved his right hand slightly and performed a few hand gestures, and an illusory mirror space appeared in the void in front of him. However, the scene in that space was very blurry. Only five figures could be seen vaguely, and the outline of their faces was not clear at all.
"Restriction? A mere Immortal Lord disciple actually has such a method! That's all, since he has scruples, I will not force others to do anything. It's just that in thousands of years, no disciple has ever been able to directly absorb the origin of Nine Dragons, which really makes people look forward to it! "
The scene turned around, and Cheng Ling naturally didn't know what the Immortal Emperor of the Void was thinking. He was immersed in the evolution of the Holy Eye of the Netherworld. As he expected, the key to why Chaofeng became so powerful was the Holy Eye of the Netherworld that he understood.
Those little taunts from the outside were actually caused by its origin. From the first moment it came into contact with Cheng Ling, it felt a crisis. It was a tremor in the soul, even though as one of the Dragon Sons, the Wuji Sect only possessed part of its origin, which was sealed in the glass bottle on the sect's main peak.
This is also the foundation of the second ring of the Wuji Extravaganza! With the supreme power of the ancient immortal emperor, he intercepted part of the original seal of the son of Nine Dragons, and then used immortal magic to transform the true body of Nine Dragons, achieving the ultimate goal of training his direct disciples and conducting assessments.
This was something that the first generation of the Immortal Emperor of the Wuji Sect was able to collect with great difficulty when he traveled to the Immortal Realm. Once a heaven-defying disciple appears who can absorb the origin of Nine Dragons, his future achievements will be immeasurable. Even the Void Immortal Emperor and the Wuji Immortal Emperor could only absorb a very small part of Long Zi's origin.
He likes risks and loves to look far away. Most of its origin is concentrated in the eyes.
Coincidentally, the Netherworld Holy Eye that Cheng Ling knew was also a kind of binocular magical power. If the mocking wind is at its peak, it may not be afraid of the pressure of the Netherworld Holy Eye, but it is not a complete body, but a part of the original power. It is naturally unable to resist the power of the Netherworld Holy Eye.
The Holy Eye of the Netherworld continues to evolve, and Cheng Ling has gained the greatest benefit from killing Chaofeng this time. In the past half hour, the huge energy left behind by refining Chaofeng not only improved the Holy Eye of the Netherworld by one level, but also raised the cultivation level to the peak of the early stage of Immortal Lord.
Chu Yulu and Ye Qiuhe also gained a lot. Their cultivation level was promoted to the middle stage of the Immortal Lord, and their understanding of the way of heaven was further advanced. Chu Yulu was the first to reach the perfection of the Immortal Lord, and Ye Qiuhe was also promoted to the late stage of the Immortal Lord. This shows that as long as there is enough immortal energy, the two people's cultivation can be improved again.
The happiest people were Zhang Hu and Song Yingjie, both of whom reached the level of Luo Tian Celestial Immortal at the same time. But at this point, their Heavenly Dao perception has reached its limit. If the Heavenly Dao perception cannot break through the Great Luo Jinxian in a short period of time, their cultivation level will not be able to improve again.
