Song Xin was very surprised when he saw the mandrill suddenly running away.
In the midst of doubts, a black shadow slowly emerged in the dark night in the distance. . The black shadow is surrounded by thick black fog, and the darkness of this thick fog even makes the night a bit inferior. A pair of sinister triangular eyes emerged from the thick fog, staring at Song Xin, as if confirming something.
Suddenly, a light flashed in his eyes, and the black mist turned into a long black snake, appearing behind Song Xin.
Song Xin immediately noticed the danger and rushed forward to distance himself. At the same time, several heart fire seals popped up in his hand. But the black mist was not afraid at all, and he avoided it with just a few flashes.
At this time, a dark cloud floated in the sky, and the stars and the moon were all engulfed by the thick dark clouds. Darkness seemed to be the ally of this black mist, like a net pressing down on Song Xin's head, and like a black snake wrapping around him tightly. The dead trees and tombs in the distance looked like monsters arrayed in battle. Occasionally, two or three will-o'-wisps floated up and then went out, like ghosts dancing.
The crows that had just flown away because of the battle flew back again, landing silently on the branches and dead bodies. Their dark eyes were all staring in the direction of Song Xin. It seemed like he was waiting for him to die and be eaten by them.
Looking at the black smoke that appeared about a foot away, Song Xin was horrified to find that he was still unable to detect the opponent's cultivation level. I don't even know if this is a human being.
"Who are you!?" Song Xin looked around warily,
"Back then, I didn't expect your kid to grow up so fast."
This voice was all too familiar to Song Xin.
"Liu Jing!"
"You actually have a ghost to help you, hahaha, interesting." The evil voice of black smoke echoed in the mass grave. When he speaks, the black smoke will tremble. Song Yu was also surprised that he could still see the invisible ghost soldiers.
Song Xin sarcastically said: "Liu Jing! We haven't seen each other for so many years, and you don't dare to show your face? Or is it that you don't want that old face anymore?"
"Haha, you are so sharp-tongued. I will take out your teeth and cut out your tongue to see how you can still speak!"
Song Xin drew out his Fuxi sword and stood ready.
But at this time, black smoke suddenly flashed and disappeared from Song Xin's face. Even though Song Xin had activated the Thousand Layers Eye Technique, he still couldn't see clearly how the black smoke disappeared.
Song Xin launched his exploration technique and was concentrating on finding the opponent's location. Suddenly I felt a tightness under my feet. When I looked down, I was shocked.
He was very familiar with this thing, "ghost veins!" The kind of demonic grass that sucked his true energy and blood essence!
This ghost vein was like crazy red hair, and it had already wrapped around Song Xin's waist in an instant. The ghost veins were as strong as steel wires, not to mention there were so many ghost veins. Song Xin suddenly felt a force dragging him down to the ground. The hard ground seemed to become soft, like a swamp, trying to swallow itself up.
Song Xin hurriedly changed into Xia Gou Kung Fu, and a flame barrier instantly appeared around his body. This was the body protection spell of Xia Gou Kung Fu, "Fire Body Protection".
The ghost veins wrapped around him seemed to have met their nemesis, and were instantly wiped out. The ghost pulse that scared him so much a few years ago was now vulnerable.
Song Xin resumed his action, roared, and stabbed the black smoke with his sword.
"Hehe, it's really good, much better than my two useless disciples!" Heiyan praised, but had no intention of dodging.
Fuxi's sword was instantly submerged in the black smoke, but Song Xin's scalp went numb at this moment, and he felt that the sword had pierced the air. The black smoke in front of him suddenly dissipated, and finally regrouped behind him. Song Xin felt a sound of breaking wind coming from behind him. He couldn't dodge and was hit in the back. A mouthful of blood spurted out and his body flew out.
But the thick smoke also dissipated and appeared in front of Song Xin. Before Song Xin landed, he was hit again in the chest and fell on his back. As soon as he landed, he kicked off the ground and bounced up. He flicked his left hand a few times in mid-air, and the Heart Fire Seal shot out of the air. The black smoke dodged left and right, easily avoiding it. But the Heart Fire Seal turned around again and followed the black smoke again, chasing after him.
A cold snort came from the black smoke, and several groups of pitch-black mist separated, colliding with the Heart Fire Seal and canceling each other out.
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"Song Yu, can you find his true identity?" Song Xin asked hurriedly.
"There seems to be no one in this cloud of smoke." Song Yu said.
At this moment, a mysterious voice came from somewhere, and it sounded in Song Xin's mind:
"Don't be afraid of him. This is just a smoke, and Liu Jing has a residual thought attached to it. As long as you don't touch his black smoke, it can't hurt you. Use it to hone your sword skills!"
"Yanluo?"
Song Xin was stunned, not knowing who was speaking. But since this person told him not to be afraid, he must be helping him!
Song Xin instantly opened his eyes of clear consciousness, and the information about Yanluo in "The Record of Ten Thousand Lives" suddenly appeared in his consciousness.
The so-called smoke is the black mist transformed by resentment. There is a human head wrapped in the black smoke, which can be a man or a woman. If this head is not defeated, no matter how hard you attack, it will have no effect. Yan Luo is often used as a substitute by witch cultivators. This kind of black smoke is very powerful and poisonous and cannot be touched. Yanluo's biggest weakness is that he is afraid of fire and metal.
If you know the enemy's weakness, you have a chance!
With this idea, Song Xin became bolder. Since this is not Liu Jing himself, it means that there must be some reason why he cannot come here now.
"Okay! Take this opportunity to understand the Sword Qi of Fire!" Song Xin increased his spiritual power, and Xia Gouzhi's technique began to run so fast that his meridians began to hurt. He yelled, spiritual energy poured in, the sword swung out, and the Fuxi Sword began to buzz excitedly. After practicing for so long, he felt that he was just one step away from comprehending the Fire Sword Qi!
A ray of fire spiritual power was introduced into the long sword, and the Fuxi sword instantly turned red, even scaring the surrounding darkness into fleeing.
The black smoke was obviously a little wary of the power of this flame. It slowly floated back a few feet, then suddenly shook and turned into two masses of black mist.
"Be careful, only one of them is real. Find the wrapped head. He is afraid of fire." The mysterious voice reminded again.
Song Xin activated all the available detection methods, and the pressure on the sea of consciousness suddenly increased. This was during his recent practice, and he strengthened the training of the sea of consciousness. Before, he would have fainted from exhaustion.
In the end, the clear vision came into play, and Song Xin faintly spotted an oval-shaped object in a cloud of black smoke. In an instant, his consciousness locked onto it, and at the same time, he launched dozens of fire bombs with his palms, flying around the black smoke, but none of them hit.
"Hey hey hey, what's wrong, boy, are your eyes broken?" A proud laugh came from the black smoke.
Song Xin didn't care about his ridicule, he roared and clapped his hands. Fire bombs hit the black smoke from all directions like meteors. Just listen to the continuous explosions, chasing behind a group of black smoke moving at high speed, like a rat with its tail set on fire and running wildly.
And another cloud of black smoke was not idle, approaching Song Xin directly.
"Song Yu, stop him!" Song Xin couldn't be distracted and ordered immediately.
Song Yu immediately burned his soul power and laid out circles of soul power defense around Song Xin.
As soon as the black smoke enters the scope of the soul power, it will be immediately blocked by the black soul power circle. For a while, he couldn't break within three feet of Song Xin.
At this time, the fire bombs Song Xin had just fired had been exhausted. He gritted his teeth, grabbed out a stack of golden fist talismans, put them in the palm of his hand, and chased towards the black smoke with countless golden fists.
"Haha, boy, what can an attack like this do to me?" Black Smoke laughed wildly, and then he began to shake violently. Countless black smoke of different sizes split out, like a swarm of wasps, and golden fists. The symbols collided together.
Under the black night sky, there were sudden explosions. The golden fist talisman was obviously unable to withstand the black smoke swarm and was defeated in an instant.
At this time, there was a red flame on Song Xin's Fuxi sword, which was jumping happily.
"The sword energy of fire is so strong!" Song Xin even felt that he couldn't control the sword energy. The sword energy of fire must be condensed with extremely strong spiritual power. If you don't practice it,
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With Xia Gou Kung Fu, coupled with Chun Xuan and Mu Ling Yunshengzhu's care of his meridians, he simply couldn't control such strong spiritual power at once.
Song Xin shouted loudly, and a powerful flaming sword energy spurted out from the Fuxi sword, breaking through three times the speed of sound. After the sword energy, there was even a trumpet-shaped condensation cloud formed when it broke through the sound barrier. However, this condensed cloud was also dyed fiery red by the light of the sword energy. This speed is second only to the Thunder Sword Qi.
Yanluo hurriedly mobilized the black smoke bees to resist, but after the sword energy of fire penetrated the black smoke bees, countless large and small sparks formed around the sword energy, like a group of moths dreaming of flying into a burning torch. , was instantly burned to ashes.
Heiyan did not expect that this strange spell would be so powerful. He shook again and formed a swarm of black smoke bees again, but was once again broken by the sword energy of fire.
"Poof!" There was a muffled sound, and the sword energy of fire pierced the black smoke, as if it had hit something.
The black smoke trembled, and the smoke dispersed, like soldiers collapsing and fleeing on the battlefield. And the cloud of black smoke that had been blocked by Song Yu fled instantly.
A human head finally appeared.
When Song Xin saw it, he was secretly surprised. He knew this person. He was the manager Wei who bought him back to the Wei family...
"It turns out that Liu Jing also killed him and made him into a smoke!"
At this time, the scalp on the top of the head of the "Guardian" had been peeled off, revealing only the bloody skull. His eyes were pierced by a sword energy of fire, leaving a burnt black hole. After a blink of an eye, a burst of light suddenly burst out from the black hole and began to escape like a group of fireflies, illuminating the graveyard as if it were daytime.
A white flame instantly enveloped the skull and burned it within three breaths, leaving only a ball of ashes...
At the same time, in "The Record of Ten Thousand Lives", under Yan Luo's entry, a ball of white dancing flame appeared. This was Yan Luo's Yuanling being captured.
Song Xin's luck also increased, stopping at one hundred and three.
Seeing Qi Yun and Yan Luo's Yuan Ling, Song Xin breathed a sigh of relief. He must have killed it this time.
"Guan Wei was probably silenced because he knew about the business of buying and selling babies..." Song Xin guessed.
He remembered that someone had reminded him just now, so he raised his hands and said loudly: "I don't know which senior helped me secretly. I am very grateful. Please show up and see me."
A moment later, a hearty laughter sounded from behind. Song Xin turned around and was pleasantly surprised.
"Ge Xianweng!?"
The person who came turned out to be Ge Xuan, who had invited Song Xin to tea in Jiangnan.
"That's right, that's right. I'm afraid you won't be able to defeat this Yanluo."
"If it hadn't been for senior's reminder, I'd probably be dead now. By the way, why is the immortal here?"
Ge Xuan said: "Haha, I was visiting friends in Xudu and happened to see you. By the way, are you practicing the "Jade Machine True Hidden Art"?"
"Huh? The immortal can see it. It is the Jade Machine's True Hidden Secret Technique."
"Well, yes, this set of Taoist skills has grown very well. If you practice it diligently, it will be very powerful when it is completed. But it seems that you still haven't grasped two of them."
Song Xin nodded and said: "That's why I haven't been able to understand the meaning of 'Autumn Floating' and 'Winter Camp'."
Ge Xuan said: "The way of winter camp belongs to water, and your cultivation level may not be able to control it. Perhaps only by breaking through to the late stage of Qi Practitioner can you withstand the pressure of this way. But I know a little bit about the way of autumn floating. Second, I can talk to you."
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"The Record of Ten Thousand Lives" Demon Spirit-Yanluo
Yanluo is a demon spirit transformed by resentment. There is highly toxic black smoke outside, and a head of resentment gathers inside. If a person is contaminated by black energy, he will have manic desires and will be killed later.
Yanluo is afraid of fire and gold, so if you attack the head of his resentment with fire, you can kill him.
Monk---Ji Yipinglu.
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