"Little demon spirit, why are you so crazy!" A voice flew out of the darkness and pierced Shan Xi's ears directly.
Shan Xi was startled and felt a divine consciousness locking onto him. Their expressions instantly darkened, and their figures disappeared after returning to their old tricks. But what frightened them was that even though they were invisible, the divine consciousness was still firmly locked on them. Shan Xi was shocked. His own concealment technique could not escape the opponent's consciousness.
Shan Xi asked sternly: "Huh? Who is nearby!?" But the other party did not answer at all, and then hundreds of ice-condensed needles flew out from the darkness in the distance, like a swarm of needles under the guidance of his spiritual consciousness. Swooping in like a wasp.
At the same time, a loud shout came from somewhere in the darkness, "Brother Song, don't worry, Zhang Xiuyang is here to save you!"
"Zhang Xiuyang!?" Song Xin was half-kneeling on the ground, and was pleasantly surprised after recalling the name. He didn't expect to meet this kid here, but he soon became worried again. Zhang Xiuyang was here, and he might not be a match for this Shanxi.
I saw this ball of ice crackling on Shan Xi's body, instantly freezing it into two ice sculptures.
But this trick obviously couldn't trap Shan Xi, and she broke free after letting out a weird scream.
But at this moment, Zhang Xiuyang rushed to Song Xin, grabbed him and left.
At the same time, Zhang Xiuyang shouted: "Brother, I leave it to you!"
"Protect him!" A young voice came from the darkness.
"There is actually another person!" Song Xin was very surprised. He didn't even notice that there was anyone else around.
"Five Dou Rice Cult!" At this time, Shan Xi saw Zhang Xiuyang's robe clearly, and the two witches made timid sounds in unison.
"Yes, you still have some eyesight." A young man with a calm demeanor slowly walked out of the darkness. This man is about eighteen or nineteen years old. He has an elegant and elegant appearance, a fairy-like spirit, a fair face, eyebrows like swords, and eyes like bright stars. Even Song Xin couldn't help but take a few more glances at Jun Yi's appearance. He had never seen anyone with such an exquisite appearance.
The young man looked at Song Xin and said, "Brother Song, wait until I collect this demon spirit before I talk to you."
Song Xin cupped his hands and said, "Thank you!"
Shan Xi saw the young man's robe. He was wearing a blue-grey robe with a dark red eclipta embroidered on his sleeves. When Shan Xi saw this Eclipta, his demonic eyes widened, and all the hair on his body stood on end, "You... you are the inner sect..."
"Senior Brother Mo Yang, hurry up, don't talk nonsense with it." Zhang Xiuyang shouted.
"Mo Yang... Mo Yang... Mo, Xiu, Ji, Xuan... you are the 'Mo' generation of the inner sect." When Shan Xi heard this name, her voice was full of panic.
The young man tilted his head and smiled and said, "You still have some knowledge." After speaking, he flicked his fingers, and eight talismans immediately appeared in front of him, forming a ring and rotating slowly.
"He can control eight talismans at once?" Song Xin was shocked when he saw it. At that time, it was already very difficult for Zhang Xiuyang to control three talismans at the same time. This man named Mo Yang can control eight talismans with just a snap of his fingers, and he looks very relaxed and casual.
"Hey, what do you think? He's awesome. He is my senior brother, his surname is Zhang and his Taoist name is Mo Yang." Zhang Xiuyang said with a smile.
"It's indeed amazing!" Song Xin exclaimed in admiration. He could clearly feel that the fluctuations of spiritual energy in Zhang Moyang's body were so strong that it made his heart skip a beat.
Shanxi feels the same way...
Zhang Moyang's eyes suddenly condensed, and the rotation of the eight talismans suddenly accelerated. The edges of the talismans rubbed against the air, and sparks actually appeared. With a flick of his fingers, the talisman chased Shan Xi like a sharp circular saw.
"Ah, no!" Shan Xi looked at the talisman getting closer and closer, shouted loudly, and the evil energy all over his body exploded. With a push of his hand, a cyclone of death energy hit the talisman.
"Hmph!" Zhang Moyang changed a hand seal in his hand, and the eight talismans did not directly hit the black cyclone. Instead, they rushed straight up to about four feet above Shan Xi's head. There was an explosion, and countless dazzling rays of light fell like meteors within one foot of Shan Xi's head. Inside. It was like throwing a handful of red-hot steel balls, and the red light rolled down to the ground.
Song Xin could still see that these light balls were actually arranged according to a certain pattern. At the same time, he deeply admired Zhang Moyang's ability to control his consciousness.
There was a muffled sound, and the black cyclone blown by Shanxi was blown away with a bang as if it hit a wall...
"It's over!"
Shan Xi knew that he had been fooled. This was not a direct attack. This was Zhang Moyang using talismans to form an array. They were in the middle of the formation and couldn't even move.
When Song Xin saw this wonderful method, he couldn't take his eyes away. Such a superb formation technique made him stunned. "Is this the strength of the cultivators from the Shi sect?"
He felt like a frog in a well.
Zhang Moyang raised his palm and gently uttered one word: "Come together!"
After this was like an order, the light balls on the ground lit up at the same time, emitting meteor-like light bombs and bombarding them towards Shan Xi who was surrounded by them at the core.
Shan Xi couldn't dodge such an intensive attack. The light bullet hit Shan Xi, forcing her to retreat continuously. But the strange thing is that once the light bullet sticks to the body, it is like taking root, and eventually more and more stick to it. At first Shanxi could still stand, but gradually he felt his body getting heavier and heavier, as if he was being pressed by a boulder, and he slowly bent down.
"Little brother, please let us go..." Suddenly a girl's voice came out of its mouth.
Song Xin's eyes narrowed slightly. At this time, it was still using such childish methods. It seemed that there was no other way.
How could Zhang Moyang let it go as he wished? He chuckled and said, "Explode!"
In an instant, the light bullets stuck to Shanxi's body simultaneously emitted a dazzling light, and then there was a muffled sound that could make people's hearts stop, pushing a devastating ripple to spread around.
Zhang Moyang's figure suddenly flashed in front of Song Xin and Zhang Xiuyang, and said, "Hold your breath!"
Then he popped out a talisman, and a transparent wall emitting golden light immediately appeared in front of them, colliding with violent ripples.
Song Xin hid behind the wall. He felt that the air pressure around him instantly dropped, the air was instantly evacuated by ripples, and his lungs began to expand due to the sudden change in air pressure. He quickly held his breath and used spiritual energy to maintain his life.
The violent wind caused by the explosion lasted for three breaths before stopping. After everything calmed down, looking at the center of the explosion, there was no shadow of the ugly witch anywhere, leaving only a pitiful pile of ashes.
At the same time, Song Xin felt that there was a ball of white flame under the "Mountain Smell" entry in "The Record of Ten Thousand Lives"!
"What? Can I get Yuanling even if I didn't kill someone?" This made Song Xin greatly shocked. It seems that Wanshenglu will also collect the spirits of monsters that are close to him, even if he did not kill them with his own hands.
Zhang Moyang stepped forward and took out a round bead that exuded a faint light from the ashes. However, after taking a few glances, he was a little dissatisfied.
"Hey, senior brother, I got another demon spirit core."
"Demon spirit core?" Song Xin didn't know what it was.
"It is the spiritual core of the demon spirit. It cultivates death energy, so this is a death energy core. However, the shape is a bit irregular, and it is not of very good quality." Zhang Xiuyang said.
Song Xin just recovered from the shock and realized that he had been impolite and forgot to say thank you. He hurriedly stepped forward, cupped his hands and said, "Thank you both for saving me!"
Zhang Moyang also raised his hand and said: "I heard from my junior brother that he met a young hero. I met him today. It's better to meet him than to be famous. This monster is not weak in cultivation. It is really admirable that Fellow Daoist Song can fight it back and forth." "
Song Xin thought of the embarrassing look just now and knew that the other party was trying to save face for her, "Brother Zhang is really ridiculous. I even used the methods used by the children in the village to fight, but I couldn't do anything with it."
Zhang Xiuyang patted Song Xin on the shoulder and said: "Haha, this mountain smell is very powerful. It once killed one of my junior brothers, so my senior brother and I came out to find it."
Zhang Moyang said: "Well, I am not complimenting Brother Song. If Xiuyang were to come alone, he would not be his opponent."
"Hey, senior brother, you are always so disrespectful to me..."
"Haha, okay." After speaking, Zhang Moyang threw the demon spirit core to Song Xin and said, "Brother Song, this core can be regarded as a meeting gift from Zhang."
