After reading the contents of the transmission notes, the middle-aged sword cultivator and female cultivator still had serious expressions.
The young male cultivator flashed a flash of expectation and thought to himself: "I hope Yu Mo will be more stubborn and not restrain himself so easily. In this case, we can only destroy his body and eliminate his traces to prevent Junior Brother Long from knowing about it, and that Yun Jun...hehe"
Woohoo~
The air-defying sword made crisp sounds in the air. The spiritual patterns on the sword were brighter than before. Its speed suddenly increased by more than half and it quickly approached the flying boat.
"I'll slow down the boat first." After saying this, the young male cultivator picked up the long flute and started playing.
As melodious whistles rang out, ripples of spiritual power rippled around, and these ripples were accompanied by wind spiritual power.
Under the influence of Xiao Sheng, the cyan spiritual wind covering the surface of Yu Mo's flying boat began to become chaotic.
Shortly after.
Huhuhu~
The azure spiritual wind was still unable to stabilize, and finally with a flash of azure light, the spiritual wind surrounding the entire spaceship turned into a hurricane and dispersed.
The clouds covering dozens of miles in radius were blown away, and the foundation-building monks on the ship were blown away by the wind and found it difficult to stand.
Without the blessing of the wind spirit power, the speed of the flying boat suddenly slowed down. After a while, the three of them came to the front and sides of the flying boat, and they were surrounded on three sides.
The foundation-building monks on the ship were shocked by this turn of events. They recognized that the three of them were all monks in the alchemy stage, and their faces were filled with fear.
One of the fat monks saw the Haoran Pavilion logo on their clothes and shouted quickly: "Senior, please don't do anything. We are the envoys of Spirit Beast Mountain. We were sent as envoys to your sect not long ago to give you a congratulatory gift. We are definitely not evil people!"
Yu Mo said nothing, took out two bags and threw them out.
Dozens of second-level puppets appeared on the deck of the flying boat. Some of them looked like turtles, and the rest were puppet female soldiers holding bows and arrows. They were obviously made by Lu Xuejian.
Weng buzzing ~
A large number of black spiritual insects flew out of another bag, numbering in the thousands.
Each spirit insect is no bigger than a fist and looks like a locust, but its body is relatively slender and its head is as sharp as a dagger. Due to the large number, the black cloud area formed reaches five or six acres.
What's amazing is that there are so many spiritual insects that don't make noisy sounds of flapping their wings, but are extremely quiet.
When Yu Mo was young, he was favored by Jiang Jingchen and was taught the art of breeding insects, and eventually became an insect cultivator with minor skills in puppetry and Dayan Jue.
The current imperial envoy's spirit insect is named Xuanjia Sword Locust. The gold and water attribute spirit insect has the same spiritual root attributes as Yu Mo. It ranks fifty-third on the spirit insect list.
Although this kind of spiritual insect cannot use magic, its body is hard and sharp and it can fly extremely fast. Especially after the spirit insect mobilizes the spiritual power in the body, the overall ability will be greatly enhanced.
What is interesting is that this insect is an aquatic spiritual insect that builds nests and breeds in the water. It is completely different from ordinary locusts breeding in dry places.
After decades of cultivation from generation to generation, every spirit insect covered with spiritual power can go head-to-head with a high-grade magic weapon flying sword, and its speed is not inferior. A few elite individuals can even fight against ordinary magic weapons.
This spiritual insect came from the collection of a certain insect fanatic.
After decades of training and training, Yu Mo has become very familiar with it. He once used this spirit insect to defeat several monks of the same level.
Mr. Yun on the side showed his fierce look and let out a deep roar at the three of them.
"Form up quickly and protect yourself. I may not be able to take care of you later."
"Yes, uncle!"
Following Yu Mo's loud shout, the company of foundation-building monks in Spirit Beast Mountain quickly reacted and began to cast spells, and soon a white light shield enveloped everyone.
The fat man wanted to say something before but was dragged into the shield by the two brothers.
The three people in Haoran Pavilion have no intention of rushing to take action. After all, the strength of the two sides is very different, and this place is their territory.
In their opinion, can the fish jump out of the pot if the lid is on?
Moreover, in their opinion, if Yu Mo wanted to escape, there would still be a chance to escape with the speed of Level 5 Yunjun and such a large number of spiritual insects fighting to the rear.
Now it seems that this person is trying to protect the foundation disciple from behind. He is really naive and stupid.
Yu Mo used his spiritual consciousness to observe the situation behind him and nodded slightly. After taking care of the three people, he finally focused on the sword cultivator directly in front.
"What do the three fellow Taoists want?"
Although Yu Mo knew in his heart that the previous incident had revealed something, he still asked.
The female cultivator's face was expressionless, while the male cultivator snorted with amusement in his eyes.
Finally, the black-faced swordsman said in a deep voice: "Fellow Taoist, why do you ask questions knowingly? It's about the reputation of Haoran Pavilion. You can't leave today."
"But for Junior Brother Long's sake, I will give fellow Taoist a chance. As long as I let you use the restraint and ban on cultivation, Cui can guarantee that the lives of fellow Taoist and those disciples will be safe! The Supreme Elder will deal with it when he returns to the sect."
"There is no need to elaborate on the consequences of rejection. Give fellow Taoist three breaths of time to think about it. Don't wait until it's too late."
Yu Mo didn't answer, and looked at the three of them with cold eyes.
The sword cultivator surnamed Cui frowned slightly, and the other Spirit Beast Mountain disciples just killed him. But this Yu Mo heard that he had a close relationship with Long Hao, and he really didn't want to kill anyone unless he had to.
After all, there is no airtight wall in this world. It would be great fun if the matter spread to Long Hao's ears and he was resented.
The young male cultivator on the side has long been clouded by greed and is a little eager to try.
After three breaths
"Senior brother?"
The young monk saw that the sword cultivator didn't move and urged him.
The sword cultivator glanced at him, and finally looked at Long Hao and gritted his teeth and said, "Kill everyone else. This Patriarch Yu Mo has ordered us to capture him alive as much as possible. We must obey his order."
Just as Jian Xiu finished speaking, a voice came from all directions.
Subtle ripples were created in the surrounding space, like a drop of water on the surface of a lake.
"Fellow Taoist is so lenient to evildoers, so Jiang must reciprocate his kindness."
"Let go of the resistance and let me lay down a few restraints. Paul and others' lives will be safe. However, Jiang is more generous, so I'll give you five breaths to think about it."
This sound seems to have some kind of power attached to it. The protective sword energy in the sword cultivator's soul space independently activates the body protection, so it is not affected.
However, the souls of the remaining two people were a little turbulent, their faces turned pale, and they quickly guarded their minds in shock.
They understood that they had met a truly strong person.
But what really made the three of them feel like they were facing a powerful enemy was that they were unable to detect the source of the sound and couldn't find the location of the enemy.
There was no need to communicate. The three people quickly moved closer and stood in a triangle, guarding the surroundings.
The female cultivator took the lead in sacrificing a brocade handkerchief magic weapon and sacrificed it.
I saw the brocade handkerchief swelling with the wind and turning into a huge curtain. Then the brocade handkerchief began to become transparent and gradually disappeared, but the cloud patterns embroidered on it seemed to come to life from the brocade handkerchief and turned into real clouds. .
After a while, the thick white clouds reached the size of more than ten acres and rolled endlessly. The three of them were completely enveloped by the white clouds.
Jiang Yun, who was hiding his figure, was very satisfied with the secret method of sound transmission just now.
Over the years, Jiang Yun has studied the dragon chanting technique in his spare time, and developed a special sound transmission technique by integrating some of his spell-casting skills with the sound transmission technique.
Jiang Yun named it: Long Yin Shu.
Although the power of the Dragon Sound Technique is less than one-fifth of the original version, the consumption of soul power is minimal when using this technique, and it can be used almost unlimited times.
"Three breaths left."
Jiang Yun's voice came again. Dozens of Yunjun suddenly appeared around, five of them were high-level, and the leader was Qing Huo.
At the same time, spiritual swords glowing with blue light began to appear in the sky, and their number increased rapidly, one hundred, three hundred, five hundred, and one thousand.
In the blink of an eye, the sky above the three of them seemed to turn into a blue ocean.
The faces of the three people in Yun Nei were a little dark. The person who claimed to be Yu Mo's master was obviously Jiang Yun himself. I heard that he was a monk in the late stage of pill formation.
But this person's method actually gave them the feeling that the Yuanying old monster was taking action.
Now they are in a dilemma. Their purpose here is to capture or kill the Spirit Beast Mountain team alive.
But now that Jiang Yun has appeared, there is no point even if they try their best to win. With the opponent's cultivation level and the leader of the seventh-level Yun Jun, is it possible that he can't escape even if he wants to?
This murder and silence mission is doomed to fail.
The middle-aged swordsman understood that fighting here was meaningless. What he should consider now was how to return to the sect intact and report.
"Could it be that Fellow Daoist Jiang Yun is here? What happened today was a misunderstanding. It's better for both parties to just let it go and pretend that nothing happened. This will be a good thing for both our families." The sword cultivator's voice came from the clouds.
"One breath left."
"This is the territory of my Haoran Pavilion. As long as the battle is anxious, reinforcements will swarm in. By then it will be too late for fellow Taoists to leave!" Sword Cultivator threatened.
"Time is up!"
As soon as Jiang Yun finished speaking, the Yun Lords disappeared again.
Woohoo~~
A strong wind suddenly rose. It was noon and the sun was shining brightly. However, with the flying sand and rocks brought by the strong wind traveling around, the light began to dim, creating a scene of the end of the wind disaster.
In just two breaths of time, a world of wind ten miles in diameter was formed.
The flying boats in Spirit Beast Mountain and the large number of blue spirit swords in the sky were blocked by the wind and could not be seen. The spiritual consciousness they released was also interfered with and could not work at all.
Gradually, the three of them could not tell the direction.
At that time, Jiang Yun seized some jade slips from the prairie people.
Those grassland people had a very high status, and there were records of some powerful spiritual arts in the jade slips.
After studying it, Jiang Yun had to admit that at least in terms of Five Elements magic, the grassland people were better than the other countries in the south.
And what the Yunjuns used was one of the spiritual techniques.
In terms of the control of the wind spirit power and the tacit understanding and trust between the groups, how could the Yunjun tribe lose to the grassland people. Coupled with the increase in wind spells caused by the innate spiritual patterns on Yun Jun's body, the power will only be stronger.
Among the Yunjun clan, the person in charge of spiritual arts is naturally Qinghuo, while the other Yunjuns provide spiritual power.
In fact, the spiritual power of monsters is generally higher than that of humans. This may be related to the huge size of monsters.
Exceptions are made for monks who have practiced advanced techniques.
These dozens of Yunjuns, including five high-level Yunjuns, used this spiritual technique, which was no less powerful than twice the number of monks of the same level performing it together.
This spiritual technique is called: Thousand Winds and Clouds
