Chapter Thirteen [Failure]
Suddenly there was a thunderous explosion above the head. Ge Xian was startled and almost screamed.
When he looked again, he found that Zuo Daoren's long sword had turned into a bolt of lightning, suspended in the air, and began to absorb the surrounding thunder and lightning.
"Brother Rui, I'm here to protect you. Don't worry about using that move." The woman gritted her teeth at this time, turned up her sleeves, and immediately released a large amount of silver-needle-like light from inside, which suddenly gathered together, Flying towards the long sword with thunder and lightning hanging above.
Taoist Zuo looked down at Chen Churui with a stern expression.
Chen Churui nodded and said to the woman: "Junior sister, hold on tight and wait for me for a moment."
The woman nodded, and her whole body's spiritual energy surged, seemingly all injected into the silver light she released. Suddenly, the silver needles seemed to be stimulated and became frantic.
Tuk-tuk-tuk...
The silver light kept falling on the long sword. Taoist Zuo was sitting cross-legged below. He seemed to be bearing the blows of these silver light needles like a long sword. There was light from the magic shield around him, and the needles could not break through. Can make bursts of muffled sound.
"It's just the light of a grain of rice!" Taoist Zuo snorted coldly, rolled up his sleeves, and sprayed out a mist from his mouth.
The mist quickly came outside the magic shield and turned into a heavy fog, covering the acupuncture silver light at once.
The long sword was still absorbing lightning energy at this time, and the heavy fog wrapped up the silver needles, making them seem less flexible.
The woman's face was a little flushed, and she seemed to be affected, but she suddenly felt cruel, bit the tip of her tongue, and then spurted out a mouthful of blood, which instantly turned into countless blood beads, and suddenly penetrated into the declining silver light.
Buzz…
The silver light suddenly exploded, releasing a terrifying momentum, breaking through the stagnation and blockage of the fog, and stabbed hard at the long sword that absorbed lightning above and the Zuo Taoist controlled by Dazuo below.
The long sword was trembling, and the process of absorbing thunder and lightning had to be interrupted. In order to deal with the increasingly powerful acupuncture magic weapon, it roared, carrying thunder and lightning, and slashed in the air with a sword.
Suddenly, there was a loud thunder, and a ray of sword energy turned into lightning, splitting the clouds and mist directly, causing nearly 30% of the silver needle magic weapon to lose its power, turning into black, emitting bursts of thick smoke, and then falling.
The woman's face turned pale for a moment, and blood immediately flowed from the corner of her mouth, but she still clenched her teeth and continued to wrap around Zuo Taoist's long sword.
Zuo Taoist felt disgusted, but he had to continue to control the sword and continuously shoot down those silver needle magic weapons.
As for Chen Churui, while his fellow junior sister was buying time for him, he took out a bottle of unknown liquid from his arms and poured it out. A large amount of golden liquid immediately flowed out. Then he stretched out his index finger and poured out all this liquid. The golden liquid began to draw toward the ground below, seeming to outline a pattern.
Ge Xian's spiritual power was concentrated between his eyes, and his vision suddenly improved. He saw the pattern, which he seemed to have seen in Xiaoyao Jue.
"This is... the magic circle. He mentioned it in the outline of the magic circle, Xiaoyao Jue. The magic circle is a skill that everyone in the cultivator must master. The magic circle is ever-changing and can assist the caster to use powerful attacks. I would rather Looks good." Ge Xian held his breath, not daring to miss a moment.
Chen Churui spent about a quarter of an hour sculpting the magic circle, then sat cross-legged in the center of the magic circle and began to mutter something.
At the same time, he took out another bottle of liquid. This time he no longer poured it out, but took a sip directly. It seemed to be medicine.
"Restore spiritual power?" Ge Xian clearly felt that after the other party took this sip, the spiritual power released from his body became abundant.
Sure enough, Chen Churui took a sip to restore the lost spiritual power in his body, and at this time he was finally able to use his unique skill with all his strength.
"Earth Spirit - Awaken!" Chen Churui said this sentence in a similar ancient dialect. Ge Xian couldn't understand it at all, but for some reason, the spiritual power in his body seemed to become impulsive because of this sentence. .
Boom...
Suddenly, the temporary magic circle constructed of golden liquid began to glow with golden light, and then the ground in the barrier space began to shake, like an earthquake.
It seemed as if some terrifying monster was about to break out from beneath the surface and rush up, giving people a very dangerous feeling.
"I didn't expect that Old Ghost Fan actually passed on his secret technique to press the bottom of the box to you. Hahahaha... good... great..." At this time, Zuo Daoren's figure, sitting cross-legged, floated up and faced Chen Churui. direction, laughing loudly.
Chen Churui glanced at him and said: "Master Zuo, you keep saying that you want to seek revenge from our master, but you know that our master is not here, and you want to seek bad luck for us. I don't think you are bent on revenge, but that you don't Dare to face my master. The last time you were defeated by my master, you already have a shadow in your heart, so you only dare to take advantage of my master's absence to seek comfort by venting to us. Zuo Taoist, you will never be able to surpass in this life. Master, you are a complete loser!"
"Fart! Bullshit! Nonsense! Boy, originally I just wanted to teach you a lesson today, but now I have changed my mind. I want to kill you to vent my anger. Yes, I want to vent my anger, but I will kill you today. Vent your anger, your master Fan Xiangzi has no successors to the outside world. Since I have accepted you two, you are closed disciples. How about I kill you and cut off the inheritance? Hahahaha..." Zuo Taoist raised his hand and suddenly A bolt of lightning fell from the sky and struck in the direction of Chen Churui.
"Earth Sword, rise!" Upon seeing this, Chen Churui didn't panic. His spiritual power surged all over his body, condensing on his palms, and he slapped the ground below hard.
Suddenly, something that had been waiting to break out of the ground tore open the ground and turned into a thick earth-yellow sword light to greet it.
Click!
The collision between the two immediately caused the air pressure in the entire barrier space to become extremely heavy. Ge Xian felt as if his shoulders and body were being pressed by a huge object, almost suffocating him.
"You are overestimating your capabilities, you are troublesome!" A cold snort from the woman reached Ge Xian's ears, and then, a green light struck, and Ge Xian's heart went off, thinking that the other party found out about him and wanted to kill him.
At this time, he could only try to avoid it, but he would definitely be injured. However, just when he was about to move reluctantly, he heard another sentence from the woman: "If you don't want to die, don't move."
Ge Xian hesitated for a moment, but still gave up evading.
I saw Qingguang coming to his side and spinning around. Suddenly, the pressure on his shoulders and body was suddenly greatly reduced, making him feel much more relaxed.
"It turns out that she wanted to help me, and I misunderstood her..." Ge Xian was a little embarrassed, and at the same time, he remembered what the other party had just said about him. He barged in so rashly today, and it was indeed a bit overestimating his capabilities. It was a pity that he could not let him feel it. There is so much spiritual energy here that for an early cultivator like him, it is simply an irresistible temptation.
Let's talk about the direct confrontation between Chen Churui and Zuo Daoren. As Chen Churui released the "Earth Sword", Zuo Taoist's expression suddenly changed, as if he felt that he had underestimated the opponent.
"Raging Thunder Sword!" He immediately summoned the long sword above his head, and the woman's pressure suddenly disappeared. He quickly collected the remaining 30% of his silver needle magic weapon, and immediately took out the medicine bottle, poured out a pill, and swallowed it. Go down.
Immediately afterwards, she came directly in the direction where Ge Xian was hiding, making Ge Xian's scalp numb.
The power of the Earth Sword was astonishing. It first canceled out the thunder and lightning that Zuo Taoist pointed out, and then continued to condense the power of the earth element in this enchanted space and began to release a thick sword body.
This khaki long sword is about a hundred meters long and several meters wide, which is astonishing.
Taoist Zuo controlled the Raging Thunder Sword and sprayed out puffs of mist to increase the power of the magic weapon.
The Raging Thunder Sword once again triggered the thunder, and the sword suddenly expanded a bit, reaching tens of meters, but there was still a big gap between it and the Earth Sword.
Chen Churui stood up, released rolling spiritual power from both arms, and continuously merged it into the sword. He shouted and pushed out in the direction of Taoist Zuo.
Zuo Taoist held the sword technique with his hand and controlled the Raging Thunder Sword to force it forward. The two huge swords collided quickly, and the lightning was hit. The Earth Sword was damaged, but this damage was not enough for its huge size. Beat it.
On the contrary, the huge and unparalleled power of the Earth Sword shook the Raging Thunder Sword away, and then thrust out. Zuo Daoren hurriedly dodged, but still took a hit, and suddenly fell from the air to the ground.
"Won?" Ge Xian was standing to protect his woman. Seeing the outcome, he immediately forgot about this stern woman.
The woman also looked over anxiously, but the look on her face was a bit complicated.
The Raging Thunder Sword galloped back, came to Zuo Taoist, rolled him up, and flew away in a certain direction of the barrier.
"I'm going to kill him." The woman jumped out, raised her cuffs, and was about to release the green light.
"No, junior sister, let him go." Chen Churui stopped him.
Although the woman didn't quite understand, she still obeyed the order and seemed very unhappy.
"Two juniors, I was careless today. See you some other time." Zuo Taoist's voice came from the horizon, seeming a little haunting.
The woman brought Ge Xian to Chen Churui, pointed at Ge Xian and asked: "I don't know which sect this boy is, but he broke into our barrier rashly. Unfortunately, his magic power is low, and he was almost seriously injured just now."
"Little brother, which sect do you study under?" Chen Churui returned to his usual handsome young man appearance at this time and asked Ge Xian pleasantly.
Ge Xian scratched his scalp and replied: "I don't know which sect I belong to. I only know that what I practice is "Xiaoyao Jue". Since no one guided me in practice, I learned it all by myself."
"Self-taught?" Chen Churui and his junior sister were both surprised. They didn't expect Ge Xian to teach himself to become an immortal?
"Xiaoyao Jue? I seem to have heard of it, but I can't remember it. It seems that after a while, I have to go to the door to check, or ask the master to find out." Chen Churui pinched his chin and replied.
The woman stretched out her finger and flicked Ge Xian's forehead, scolding: "Next time, don't rush into other people's boundaries recklessly. This is a big taboo, you know?"
"Okay, sister, I don't dare to do it anymore, but it was because I encountered a bottleneck in my practice and couldn't absorb enough spiritual energy. I sensed that there was plenty of spiritual energy in this barrier, so I took the risk to enter." Ge Xian explained. .
After hearing this, the woman nodded with understanding and looked at Chen Churui with a hint of expectation.
