"If Lu Guang is willing to go to the Immortal Crossing, his eyes will be the guarantee for him to open the Heavenly Gate. If he is nostalgic for secular power, his eyes will be useless. On the contrary, he will mess up his mind."
Jia Nianxi explained while exploring the fluctuations of his true energy.
Ling Muyun also relied on the fearful aura of the mirror spirit to pursue it all the way.
Before I knew it, it was already a day and night.
Jucheng.
The aura of the Mirror Spirit is getting stronger and stronger, and there seems to be no obstruction.
Along with it, there is blood all over the sky.
"Brother Ling, we are in big trouble now." Jia Nianxi looked sad.
"What kind of method is the spirit of the mirror using to fill the sky with blood?" Ling Muyun asked.
Jia Nianxi took out the yin-yang blood mirror from his arms and handed it to Ling Muyun.
This yin and yang blood mirror is the magic weapon possessed by the mirror spirit, and is the basis for the arrival of the mirror spirit's true form.
Only this thing, after absorbing the blood of millions of people, and supplemented by the Yin and Yang inversion formation, can the spirit of the mirror break through the constraints of the rules, and no longer come in a clone with the power of temptation.
"Xunfeng's seal also requires the method of blood grinding. It will only loosen if the righteousness is polluted."
"So, Zhang Dayu's self-reliance is false, but killing is true?"
Jia Nianxi did not speak, but acquiesced to Ling Muyun's words.
"How to stop Zhang Dayu without harming the people of Jucheng?" Ling Muyun continued to ask.
"This is the trouble I'm talking about." Jia Nianxi looked sad.
"Let's talk about it first in the city!"
The gate of Jucheng was closed tightly, and the city was full of blood.
There was no one on duty on the city wall, it seemed like Zhang Dayu had planned an empty city.
Fortunately, the city wall was not high, so Ling Muyun jumped into the city with a few steps.
There was no one on the street, but the sky was filled with red mist, flowing in wisps.
At this time, Ling Muyun felt something was wrong with his body. His true energy was blocked and unable to function, and his blood energy seemed to have blocked Zhang Dayu's aura of fear.
Jia Nianxi couldn't even bring up any obsession because of his practice.
"Zhou Tian Blood Sacrifice! There is probably no living person in the whole city." Jia Nianxi became even weaker and continued: "Brother Ling, Zhou Tian Blood Sacrifice takes life as a thought, uses blood as a medium, and stirs up Zhou Tian. It is a taboo formation. .”
What's even more terrifying is that in the formation, the true energy is isolated, it is easy to enter, and there is no way to escape.
The only way to defeat the enemy is to break the formation.
Even if the master comes, he still has to shed a layer of skin.
"How to break the formation?"
"The spirit of the mirror is the heart of the formation."
After Jia Nianxi finished speaking, he turned into black energy and slowly seeped into the ground: "Brother Ling, break the formation in two hours at most, otherwise, you will never see me again."
Ling Muyun called out twice, but when Jia Nianxi didn't respond, he knew that Jia Nianxi could no longer hold his body and was hiding.
Even so, it can only last two hours.
How to find Zhang Dayu and defeat him in such a short time?
"Zhang Dayu, who is timid and timid, doesn't look like a man at all?"
"Zhang Dayu, do you want the yin-yang blood mirror in my hand?"
…
Ling Muyun shouted out all the dirty words and temptations he could think of, and greeted everyone he could. Zhang Dayu acted like a coward and just didn't show up.
How difficult it is to find a city in two hours.
"Since I can't find him, why not let him come to me?"
Ling Muyun had an idea and quickly dissipated his true energy, creating the illusion that his true energy was exhausted.
In order to deceive Zhang Dayu, he pretended to be angry and fired several thunderbolts, blowing up several houses. In the end, the thunderbolts became smaller and smaller, and the air was like a gossamer.
He staggered a few steps and fell to the ground, breathing heavily.
"Isn't this Mr. Ling? How did he end up in such a bad situation?"
Ling Muyun was pretending to be dead on the ground, and was about to wonder if his method had failed. Unexpectedly, Zhang Dayu actually showed up.
"You and I have no grievances. How can we destroy my ancestor's treasure first and then interfere with my plan to restore the country?"
Zhang Dayu's voice was very shrill, as if he had been tortured.
"Mirror Spirit, what are you trying to do by hooking up with a foreign race?" Zhang Dayu enjoyed Ling Muyun's aura of gossamer hair. He flew down from the eaves and stood in front of Ling Muyun.
"Alien? Who are the aliens? If Yao, Shun, and Yu had been replaced by Gong, Huan, Miao, and Gun, wouldn't you also be aliens?" The spirit of the mirror turned its blood into a stick and poked Ling Muyun on the shoulder: "You kid, you don't know how high the sky is and how high it is. Dare to get involved in ancient matters?"
"As...the four evil spirits, how could you get involved?"
Ling Muyun and Zhuge Qing once speculated about the alien race, but there was no conclusion. Today, from the words of Mirror Spirit, it seems to be clear that the so-called alien race is Gonggong, Huandou, Sanmiao, and Gun.
Shun Liu worked together in Youzhou, Fang Huandou was in Chongshan, Sanmiao was in Sanwei, Gun was killed in Yushan, four different places, how could they be in Tianshan?
A series of questions made Ling Muyun confused for a moment.
"Evil? Geez! You are so uneducated!" Zhang Dayu's face was distorted, his blood energy changed from a stick to a sword, and he stabbed Ling Muyun in the head.
Ling Muyun's thunder and lightning flashed, he ducked sideways to dodge the sword, and the ink blade was lifted up, and the attack was completed in one go.
Zhang Dayu dodged the sneak attack with a jump, his face full of surprise: "A trick?"
Then he made a seal with his left hand, and a blood-colored brush appeared in the hollow of his right hand. He brushed it a few times and wrote the word "forbidden" on the water curtain.
"Zhou Tian's Blood Sacrifice, reverse Zhou Tian, let's see how you can break it! The third level of water stack: recognize people."
Following Zhang Dayu's words, Ling Muyun's surrounding environment began to go into chaos. Eight pillars rose from the sky, with gurgling blood flowing out. The surrounding blood waves surged into the sky, as if he was in the abyss of hell.
Especially the human prison sculptures carved on the pillars are so lifelike that they are almost like living creatures.
"Center!"
Ling Muyun didn't even think about it and used ten thunders to fight against the enemy. Unexpectedly, Zhou Tian's Blood Sacrifice isolated the heaven and earth. There was faint thunder in the Central Hall, but no divine thunder fell, and it ended without any problems.
"Center!"
Thirty-six thunders, Ling Muyun understood the first thunder. After the ten thunders could not guide him, he immediately turned to the thirty-six thunders.
"boom!"
The human fireworks and thunder and lightning complement each other and set the direction for the central hall.
The black and stubby divine thunder suddenly descended.
Zhang Dayu didn't know why, but when he saw Ling Muyun forming two central mines, he wanted to laugh at him, but unexpectedly, the second central mine was easily destroyed.
For a time, the earth shook.
Zhang Dayu resisted a divine thunder, and the water curtain around him shattered, and he suddenly realized: "The second seal is different from the first!"
Seeing that the divine thunder was effective, Ling Muyun formed the seal again.
Zhang Dayu suffered a heavy loss and had already prepared a good defense. His palms flew like fans, and huge pillars rose from the ground.
"Boom", the center thunder collided with the giant pillar with an upright spirit.
The giant pillars scattered in all directions and disappeared into thin air.
Eight giant pillars and eight divine thunders can be broken.
Just as Ling Muyun was secretly scheming, the giant pillar that had just been blown up was pulled up again, seemingly endlessly.
After finding out Ling Muyun's confidence and repairing the water curtain with blood, Zhang Dayu sarcastically said: "The Zhoutian blood sacrifice borrowed the essence and blood of the five thousand people in the city, which circulates endlessly. I want to see how much true energy you have." You can splurge!”
Seeing that Ling Muyun was silent, Zhang Dayu became more and more proud, and continued: "Three layers of water stacking, cooperate with Zhou Tian's blood sacrifice, and set up an abyss in the formation. Even if the master comes, you have to retreat! You Ling Muyun, a common man, no need After a long time, he will become the target of blood sacrifice."
After saying that, he bit his fingertips, waved his palms, and flicked the blood from his fingertips into the giant pillar.
After receiving the blood, the giant pillar began to buzz with thoughts, and then fired bursts of red lasers, sweeping towards Ling Muyun.
Ling Muyun didn't dare to neglect, he was possessed by the thunder and lightning, moving around, dodging or dodging, assisted by the ink blade to resist.
But there were more and more red lights, and they were getting faster and faster. After a while, Ling Muyun's body had several scars and blood stains.
But he still couldn't get even half an inch closer to Zhang Dayu, let alone jump out of the eight giant pillars.
