"There's another one, why is he so sneaky that he doesn't dare to show himself?"
Chang Siguo glanced around, and he saw Guo standing on the edge between the Corridor of Lost Souls and the fog, more than two hundred miles away from here. His face was gray and gloomy, leaning on a dead branch that was close to him, and he hesitated to turn around and did not run away immediately.
Thirty miles to the southeast of Chang Siguo, there was a translucent mist lurking.
If it weren't for his magical clairvoyance, he wouldn't be able to detect the other party's existence at this distance, so he would simply shout out.
Guo couldn't help but send a message: "Fellow Taoist Chang, I'll keep the green hills and don't have to worry about having no firewood. Let's go!"
According to his temperament in interacting with Hei Gu and Feng Niang, wouldn't he kindly remind him in a critical moment? Wouldn't it be nice to help him stay at the bottom, hold back the pursuers, and buy him time to escape?
Chang thought about the Chi Bei Dao suspended in front of him, with shimmering purple and gray lights strangely flickering.
He put his right hand behind his back, with a leisurely expression, and smiled in the direction of Guo: "Friend Daoist Guo, please be at ease. Four outdated antiques are nothing to be afraid of. Since we can let them out, of course we can suppress them again in one fell swoop!"
Under the Black Fire Cold Pond, there were as many as four old monsters suppressing them.
Hearing Chang Siguo speak like this, everyone suddenly became quiet. They surrounded Chang Siguo and You Ji from all sides. In their eyes, even if they have been suppressed for a long time, they can still crush the people in front of them who don't know their own abilities in terms of realm. Junior.
Except for the murderous knife with a strong background, which can give them some deterrence.
They don't know where the other party's confidence comes from?
The older Jianghu gets, the more cautious he becomes.
They had already experienced the boy's previous madness, and it didn't look like he was going crazy.
The black shadow climbed out of the huge pit of the ruins of the Black Fire Cold Pond and floated into the air. The cold spiritual energy between heaven and earth quickly replenished his severely damaged body. He was silent for a moment and let out a weird and ugly laugh: "Quack, I'm laughing so hard." , I’m not afraid of the wind blowing your tongue! Boy, you should suppress it and show it to me, quack... ugh!"
Chang Siguo turned the Chi Bei knife in front of him slightly, with the tip facing the black shadow.
The black shadow suddenly became vigilant as thick mist surged out. He had taken a knife before and knew how sharp the knife was.
Attacks with the power of rules can be easily broken. His current cultivation level and the lack of magic weapons are not enough to block it. He has experienced the insidiousness of that kid. If he is targeted a few more times, he will be too weak. If you are ruthless, you will have no right to speak.
The dim gray shadow turned into a handsome young monk, wearing a very ancient moon-white shirt, with a black crown on his head. Looking at You Ji who was constantly thinking about it and invisible, he shook his head and said: "Little brothers, you guys Two of us can't stop the four of us. No matter how powerful your knife is, it all depends on who uses it. I advise you to be aware of the current situation and not to meddle in other people's business. Let's go our separate ways and say goodbye. Don't let anyone get in the way. How about who?"
This was said in a very low-key and polite manner, and it was enough to save my face.
The huge black shadow in the sky was rolling and solidifying, and he shouted dissatisfied: "Boss Tong, as that boy, the Concentrating Stone Sword in his hand can be used by anyone..."
The young monk with the same surname shook his head slightly and signaled the monk in the shadow to be quiet.
He stared closely at Chang Siguo, who looked calm but gave him a vague feeling of danger. He was puzzled. Where did the danger come from? The knife was sharp, a little troublesome to him, but not a threat.
He felt a little uneasy in his heart, and since the other party had achieved great success in spiritual cultivation, he couldn't bear to know the other party's background.
Chang Siguo was stared at by four pairs of eyes full of hostility, suspicion, and murderous intent, which made him feel a little worried. Especially the young monk with the same surname stared at him with horror.
There was no trace of it on his face. He knew the importance of pretending to be sophisticated, so he unconsciously entered a state of indifferent spectatorship that he had not used for a long time. His aura was cold, six looming divine energy restrictions were flowing around his body, and the fingers gathered in his sleeves were slowly moving. Stroke.
He ignored the other three people and just stared at the young monk with the same surname in the north.
"How will you know if you can't stop it or not if you don't try?"
Word after word, spit out slowly.
After saying that, Chang thought about the last point of "Yue Hun" that he had distractedly sketched with his right index finger, and settled on the word "Ghost". The "Yue Hun Monument" that could be communicated in the dark and unknown how many caves, heavens and blessed places emanated. A gray light shone in the demon-suppressing space, startling King Shentu Wu who hunted ghosts.
"Run away!"
The young monk with the same surname was the first to realize that something was wrong. The danger came from the air. He shouted loudly, turned invisible and tried to escape into the mist, using this unique land to avoid the lock that made him panic.
The other three reacted differently and went their separate ways.
Chang Siguo used the Chi Bei Knife to cut off half of his body, which hurt his vitality. The black shadow had not yet been repaired and recovered. When he tried to escape, it was already too late. An invisible light cord was tied to his blurry figure, strangling his liver and gallbladder.
This feeling remains unforgettably familiar even after thousands of years have passed.
"...it's the Yuehun Monument. He can control the stone tablet..."
The black shadow screamed in horror after realizing it, and was dragged into the void by the light cord and disappeared. I don't know where it was suppressed.
Chang Siguo remained silent and continued to infuse his divine energy.
With his mission to eradicate evil behind him, he communicated with the stone tablet, spending a lot of money, and activated the light rope to tie up the other two figures and drag them away.
The last young monk with the same surname fled into the mist five hundred miles away, and was covered by several intertwined webs of light from the sky, forcing him to reveal his figure. The young monk with the same surname left behind a sentence: "Mingyuan, you keep your word." No faith..." He was dragged up high into the sky and disappeared.
No matter how powerful the big man was, he failed to show his strength. He finally escaped from the bottom of the pool, and before he could take a few breaths of the outside world, he was suppressed in the dark place again.
Chang Siguo loosened his fingers and cut off the infusion of divine energy. Sweat appeared on his forehead.
The series of battles of wits and strength are very thrilling.
As early as when he ordered You Ji to explode the seventy-two flying needles, he took advantage of the confusion to outline the word "Yue Hun", felt the existence of the stone tablet, and realized that the stone tablet could still be used by him, he ignored it and used it to explode it. Explosion, neutralizing the self-explosion power of the controlled Hei Gu and Feng Niang, completely blowing up the Hantan, which has become useless without the stone tablet.
I want to see how many old monsters have been suppressed under the cold pool?
Solve the problem once and for all, don’t keep popping it up.
The old Taoist does things in such a cloudy manner that until the final answer is revealed, he himself does not know how to turn defeat into victory. Once he solves the riddle, the feeling of sudden enlightenment is beneficial to both body and mind.
At that time, he followed the advice of the old Taoist and "plucked" the stone tablet away, and the subsequent cause and effect was basically settled.
Although the Corridor of Lost Souls suffered a great loss, there was no further trouble.
Guo was dumbfounded. He participated in the whole process, but in the end he didn't understand anything. No matter how the four old guys had not recovered, they were still great figures in the Immortal Ascension Realm. How could they be suppressed again inexplicably by Chang Siguo, who had done nothing? ?
I just feel that Chang Siguo, a junior back then, is now acting mysteriously and unpredictably.
He did understand a little bit. Such a change seemed to be related to the borrowed stone tablet?
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