She really can't blame her for this. She has used this face since she was a child, and watched it grow from a childish look to the cute and charming one it is now. In her heart, this is her face.
After being stunned for a moment, Yunli also quickly took out his defensive weapon and shouted at the same time: "You set up the formation, I will defend."
Wei Lin did not hesitate, and took out the array tools while transmitting: "There is a soil formation, and the escape talisman cannot be used. I will set up a space teleportation array. You hold on first."
"Is it possible without the Tian Jing Yun Ling Stone?" Yunli was a little worried.
The space teleportation array he was talking about was obtained from Ning Wujue's private treasury. It is a one-time use and does not require space spiritual power. It can be activated with only the Sky Crystal Yunling Stone. It can be transmitted thousands of meters away, even in Qing Dynasty. Xuan Continent is also a high-level formation.
Wei Lin wasn't sure, but right now this was their only way, "Let's give it a try."
Looking at the two people who were so busy, the Nascent Soul cultivator who was chasing Wei Lin did not move. They all turned their attention to Fuyue.
Everyone is a human being who has lived for a thousand years. Everything is clear about this situation. Yunli is the spy of Canye Pavilion that they have been looking for for a long time.
The dignified leader of Taiyi Sect turned out to be a spy from Canye Pavilion. Judging from those light orange eyes, he was probably a demon cultivator!
Before Fu Yue could speak, Mo Huai walked through the crowd and asked in a trembling voice: "Are you... are you... a demon cultivator?"
Yunli glanced at the formation that had enveloped the venue for some time, and suddenly became furious. With such thorough preparations, they must have figured out the identity of their senior brother long ago.
They worked hard to eradicate Canye Pavilion. It's good for these people, they know how to plot from behind. If they have the ability, why not plot Xingye Jingzhe and capture the Qinghe River Valley!
She raised her head and said angrily: "What's wrong with the demon cultivator? Eat your rice——"
The last word '了' was swallowed back by her when she glanced at An Ran's unbelievable expression on the high platform.
She looked away guiltily. She was really bald. How should she explain it to her cousin?
After a while of time buffering, Fuyue quickly regained his composure and said coldly: "I didn't expect there was an unexpected surprise. What are you doing standing still? Take action!"
Looking at the Yuanying monks who surrounded them in the sky and on the ground, Yunli took back her mind and swallowed secretly. With so many Yuanying monks, can these defensive magic weapons hold up?
Suddenly, an inexplicable cold air poured down from her forehead, and her whole body was instantly chilled. Something cold and damp fell on her body, like a poisonous snake crawling across her skin. Yunli's hair stood on end.
However, Fuyue and the others were surging with spiritual energy and were ready to attack. She had no time to check for any abnormalities in her body and quickly pulled out a bunch of defensive equipment.
Seeing that the Nascent Souls' moves were about to be completed, Yunli's heart was in her throat, and the afterimages of her hands making the gestures danced. At this moment, she wished she could have ten or a hundred pairs of hands.
At the critical moment, Fu Yue and others froze, and all kinds of spells and moves were condensed on their hands.
Conscience discovered? Can't?
At this time, Xiao Zhen, opposite her, widened his eyes, stretched his neck forward unconsciously, and moved closer to her. Ye Zheyan, who was next to him, also had a surprised look on his face.
She looked up at Fuyue in confusion, only to see Fuyue's eyes froze and he took a deep breath.
what happened?
Yunli was confused and turned her head to look at Wei Lin, who was still racing against time to formulate his formation. When he lowered his head and looked at himself, there was nothing unusual.
She turned to look at the others, but saw that some of them turned pale, and some even took half a step back when they caught her gaze.
"Curse! The curse of the Witchcraft Sect!"
Finally, someone spoke, his voice dry and unbelievable, full of fear.
Wei Lin, who was immersed in his work, made a movement in his hands, suddenly raised his head, and saw a strange black pattern on Yunli's fair forehead.
The pattern was extremely ferocious, squirming on her forehead like a living creature.
Meeting his gaze, Yunli also realized the problem. She stopped activating the defensive weapon, raised her hand to use the water mirror, and saw clearly what was on her forehead. She subconsciously raised her hand to touch it, "What the hell is this?"
There is no foreign body sensation on the fingertips, only the smooth and tender feeling of the skin on the forehead, but the dark pattern in the water mirror is still there.
Wei Lin's heart sank to the bottom, and he stepped in front of her with an arrow. His spiritual power surged in his palm, covering the strange pattern. However, no matter how much spiritual power he had, it could not make the pattern dim at all.
As time went by, the pattern became darker and darker, like thick ink that could not be melted away. In contrast to her fair and smooth forehead, it was so vivid that it was almost weird.
Yunli also tried to mobilize her spiritual power to expel it, but there was still no change in the pattern. She frowned and tried to drive Feiyan to her forehead, but Feiyan had no reaction.
"Isn't the witch dead? Why is there still a curse..." The crowd watching the excitement started to panic, including the usually calm and composed high-level monks.
Xiao Yan's throat was dry: "Lanyi has woken up?!"
The dazzling long sword in Fuyue's hand dimmed, and he said in a deep voice: "Being able to use the Soul-Breaking Curse has at least restored the ninth level of skill."
The other Nascent Soul monks dispersed their attack methods one after another, preparing to carefully observe the effect of the Soul-Breaking Curse, so as to speculate on the extent of Lan Yi's witchcraft and whether it has improved.
A solemn atmosphere spread in the venue. The serious expressions of the Yuanying monks made everyone hold their breath unconsciously and did not dare to take a breath.
Under each defensive weapon, Wei Lin almost crazily activated his spiritual power, his expression gradually became panicked, and his breathing became rapid.
Xiao Zhen couldn't bear it and advised: "Don't waste your efforts. It's useless. This is a curse, and your spiritual power and consciousness are useless."
"What's the use?" Wei Lin turned around and asked, with pleading in his eyes, "Senior Xiao, for the sake of saving both families, please save her."
Before Xiao Zhen could speak, a sneer came in, "Hmph, this is the Soul-Breaking Curse, one of the most powerful forbidden spells in the Wu Gu Sect. It ignores any defense and acts directly on the soul.
Those who fell under this curse in that year, without exception, had their souls and spirits destroyed. "
After a pause, Fuyue continued quietly: "It also has another characteristic. Once the spell is completed, it will take effect immediately!"
Wei Lin was like falling into an ice cellar. The pattern was completely formed, but it was a little unstable. Obviously, it would take less than a moment to complete.
There was a buzzing sound, his mind went blank, and the palm covering Yunli's forehead was shaking.
Yunli raised her head and saw that the corners of his lips were pursed tightly, and his pair of phoenix eyes as quiet as a deep pool were completely confused at this time. The mirror-like water surface was fragmented, and every fragment reflected infinite fear.
Yunli was stunned. In her impression, the senior brother would be panicked, but never afraid. Even when the competition ended and it was revealed that there was no immortal fate, there was no fear in his eyes.
She raised her hand to hold his shaking wrist and smiled brightly: "Actually, I feel pretty good."
The bright smile did not comfort Wei Lin. He closed his eyes and tried to calm down. Neither his spiritual power nor his spiritual consciousness could cope with the spell, so what could?
In addition to spiritual power and spiritual consciousness, monks also have power?
strength? Sword move?
He tried hard to think about it, but he didn't have the slightest clue. The monks' methods were basically based on spiritual power, and a small part relied on spiritual consciousness. Apart from that, it was hard to think of anything else.
Yunli exerted a little force, looked into his eyes, and reminded softly: "This is the Soul-Breaking Curse."
Wei Lin lowered his eyes and looked at those clear and bright eyes. The beautiful light orange seemed to capture the most beautiful sunset light inside.
"Broken soul..."
He murmured softly, and an idea flashed through his mind. Before he could catch it, a soft golden light appeared from Yunli's forehead, and the ferocious black curse picture disappeared in an instant like morning dew meeting the scorching sun.
Golden light poured down and enveloped her. Suddenly, a murmur sounded in her ears, as if countless people were whispering something.
Those sounds are chaotic, but they don't make people feel noisy and boring. Instead, they have an inexplicable power of tranquility.
Yunli was also stunned. When she learned that she was hit by a soul-breaking curse, she felt relieved. The so-called soul-breaking curse naturally affects the soul.
Her sea of consciousness is sealed!
She couldn't even get in, let alone others' attacks.
However, I never expected that before the spell was completed and the seal was not triggered, the power of faith suddenly appeared!
Although they have worked hard to get rid of the bugs and save the people over the years, with the monk's cold temperament, there will definitely not be many people who would like her well.
Where does this much power of faith come from?
This sudden change shocked everyone present.
"Am I dazzled? Why did the Soul-Breaking Curse disappear?" someone in the crowd asked doubtfully.
"Is it effective?"
"Then why isn't she dead?"
The low-level monks present had never seen the curse and were unclear about the situation, but some of the Nascent Soul monks such as Fuyue had personally participated in the siege of the witch and Gu sect.
They have seen most of the curses in the Wu Gu Sect, especially the Soul-Breaking Curse, which once made everyone feel frightened.
They are very clear about its form, function and effective time.
Naturally, he also knew clearly that in the situation just now, the Soul-Breaking Curse had not yet taken effect.
"What kind of power is this?" Fuyue's confused eyes fell on Yunli, "Who are you?"
Fuyue's question made Yunli recover from the shock. She lowered her eyes and looked at the power of faith lingering around her. Blessed in her heart, her fingertips moved slightly, and the power of faith scattered in her palms, "Look at my Tathagata Divine Palm! "
She swung out her palm, and it was obviously slapped in the empty air, but everyone seemed to hear the crisp sound of the slap hitting their face.
Half a quarter of an hour ago, the river valley was clear and the stars were setting.
The woman in moon-white clothes sat cross-legged in the center of the highest circular platform, with a fist-sized crystal ball suspended in front of her.
Under the round platform, there is a stand-in puppet standing in the four directions of southeast, northwest and northwest.
Click!
In the empty and silent Xingluo Mountain, everyone could hear this sound clearly. The three Xingye people under the round platform looked over quickly, and saw a crack across the face of the puppet suddenly appeared on the east side.
The expressions of the three people changed slightly, and there was a backlash as soon as they started to perform the technique. This kind of situation is rare. Even when the old master of the Phantom Palace was used to perform the technique, there was no backlash so quickly.
Click click click...
The next moment, the sound of clicking was heard endlessly, and in the blink of an eye, the four stand-in puppets were covered with cracks. Cold sweat dripped from Lan Yi's forehead, and the movements of the hand-knotting became slower.
"Do you want her to stop?" Jingzhe asked.
Xingye hesitated a little. Now, the monks in Nanling City knew that the witch had appeared, and Qianjiu was such a cautious person. It would be difficult to get Qianshi's hair and other physical objects in the future.
Wow!
While he was hesitating, the cracked stand-in puppet suddenly shattered into powder. Xingye's expression suddenly changed and he shouted: "Ayi, stop!"
Unfortunately, it was too late.
The crystal ball spun uncontrollably. Lan Yi's black hair slowly turned white from the tip of her hair, and her white hands and cheeks shriveled up at a speed visible to the naked eye.
In the blink of an eye, her green hair turned to white, her skin became saggy and yellow, and she became an old woman.
Xing Ye took a breath, and came to her side with a quick step. He injected his spiritual power into Lan Yi's body, and Jingzhe Bailu, who was slow to do anything, also hurriedly stepped forward to help.
With the combined efforts of the three of them, Lan Yi's aging finally slowed down, but his body was shaking like a fallen leaf swaying in the cold wind, and could be torn to pieces at any time.
"Ayi, stop!" Xing Ye kept calling, and Lan Yi finally regained some consciousness and tried hard to control the crystal ball to stop.
At this moment, there was a snap, and five clear fingerprints suddenly appeared on Lan Yi's face. The crystal ball exploded, and Lan Yi spurted out a mouthful of blood. He fell in Xing Ye's arms and kept twitching.
"Ayi!"
Xingye shouted urgently and hurriedly took action to protect her heart. Lan Yi opened her eyes with difficulty, her eyes filled with disbelief, "She is...she is..."
Before he finished speaking, he vomited out another mouthful of blood, and then passed out.
"Call the spiritual doctor!"
Nanling City.
The curse crisis was lifted, and Wei Lin continued to set up the formation without stopping. After Fuyue and other Yuanying monks were quiet for a moment, they launched a crazy attack on their defensive magic weapon.
Under their fierce offensive, one defensive magic weapon was damaged one after another. Yunli's scalp was numb, and he kept using spells in his hands. He quickly activated the magic weapon and asked: "You guys are shameless, I just seriously injured Lan Yi for you." , this is how you repay me!
There are also witchcraft killers. I really misjudged you, the Yexiao family, and the biggest family in Canglan. Bah!
More than half of the people in your two clans were bewitched. Who did they rely on? Shameless, taking all the credit for yourself.
The one who deserves the most credit for the poison this time should be Ying Mei. Without her using her body as a cage to imprison the poison, how would you deal with the mature poison?
In order to get rid of the poison, she died together with all the poison. It would be better for you not to thank your benefactor and swallow up all her achievements!
And my senior brother, we took the risk of sneaking into the Qing River Valley with our golden elixir cultivation and rescued Ying Mei. He also used his body to lure the enemy and lead the witchcraft killers into the Nine-turn Lotus Formation. You should also take the credit for him!
One moment I was thanking my little friends, who were the saviors of our family, but then they turned around and conspired with them to plot against us!
If a family has people like you, it will fall sooner or later..."
She was eloquent and talked endlessly, venting all her dissatisfaction.
Xiao Zhen blushed and became sluggish when she said that, but Ye Zheyan remained calm and spoke righteously: "He is the devil Qianjiu. How many people from our righteous path have died at his hands, how can we treat him as anything?" None of it happened!”
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