The white energy squeezed into the divine realm, and the turbulent momentum was frustrated. It was pushed forward bit by bit, as slow as a turtle crawling. Blood energy rose up wherever it passed, gradually engulfing the white energy. Wei Shiqi shook his head, obviously dissatisfied. Guo Qianlin's magical power was eye-catching. It had a hint of "realm". Although the blood and energy divine realm could suppress it, it was not satisfactory. The Guo clan is only in the middle among the upper seven clans. With one magic weapon and one magical power, both of them can resist the realm of blood and spirit. The realm of ghosts and spirits should not be underestimated. However, for him, this is actually a good thing. As the saying goes, "Hard work will lead to benefit." He has only just mastered the law of blood and energy for a short time, so it is best to use these two as whetstones.
Wei Shiqi concentrated on pulling the thread of the law to make up for the deficiencies in the Blood and Qi Divine Realm one by one. Guo Fujia and Guo Qianlin suddenly felt that the pressure doubled. The "Ding Shi Jian" could still hold on, but the "White Qi Cutting Yin and Yang" could not do anything. Afterwards, he was finally completely suppressed by the blood energy and was defeated. Guo Qianlin's vision went dark, and his chest felt as if he had been hit by a heavy hammer. Like a kite with its string cut off, he fell headlong towards the cliff. He fell so hard that stars appeared in his eyes and he had a splitting headache. Guo Fujia sighed deeply when he saw this. The opponent's magical power was not afraid of group battles. In addition to neutralizing Guo Qianlin's offensive, he did not give "Dingshi Jian" any chance to breathe. It is better to seek help from others than to ask for yourself, so he had to spend another "Spirit" "Pattern", thumb trembled and pressed down.
The void was shattered by the hand, and the black air rolled out, gathering and dispersing, outlining a "Ghost Gate to the sky". One moment, the wind and clouds were flowing, and the next moment, hundreds of ghosts were wandering at night, opening a big hole in the divine realm. The power of the netherworld Sweeping across the world, the law of blood and energy was reduced layer by layer and counterattacked layer by layer. Guo Fujia finally stabilized his position, freed up his hand to shake the "Dingshi Jian", brushed out a stream of precious light, and took advantage of the situation to advance. The power of the law took one step further, and he took three steps back. When there was no movement, only a thin layer was left. With a little more force, the divine realm can be torn apart.
Wei Shiqi grabbed a handful of blood crystals, threw them into his mouth one by one, chewed them up and swallowed them. They were crunchy and crisp, just like eating candied haws. He looked at them coldly for a moment, raised his index finger and swiped, and a stream of blood energy fell into the blood energy divine realm. The law of The threads are intertwined and woven, dividing and disintegrating the power of the netherworld, making it unstoppable. Guo Fujia decided to give up and no longer continued the fight. He stretched out his hand to open the "Tongtian Ghost Gate", took a deep look at Wei Shiqi, and ducked into it. The power of the netherworld receded like a tide, and the ghost gate suddenly collapsed. , swallowed up by blood.
There was no more Guo clan qi in the Blood Qi God Realm. Wei Shiqi turned around and saw that Guo Qianlin's figure was missing on the cliff. Seeing that the opportunity was not good, he took the first step to escape. This battle pitted one against three to relieve the temporary misfortune, but failed to kill the incoming enemy. As expected, the great elder of the Guo clan had magical powers. The next time he came back, it would be another fierce battle. However, Wei Shiqi has no fear in his heart. After this battle, the Blood Spirit Divine Realm is gradually becoming complete. He has an entire lake of "Qingling Water" in the heart of the mountain as a resource, and he will only become stronger as he fights, even if the Guo clan is overwhelmed. Go out and set up a dragnet, and you can escape unscathed.
Thousands of miles away, the void was rippling like water, and Guo Fujia, the great elder of the Guo clan, stepped into the real world, frowning and sighing. This is the worst ending. With the combined efforts of the three elders, they could not take down the ascended demon from the lower realm. Instead, they were disgraced and almost died in the "Great Rift Valley." A storm.
Guo Fujia thought for a moment, then flew away, soaring up to 90,000 miles. With a slight swing of the "Dingshi Jian" in his hand, he had left the "Great Rift Valley". The mountains all around were rolling, with shadows on the grass and trees, vines, and ghostly atmosphere. This is the true face of the "Spiritual Realm", and the "Great Rift Valley" is just a bad land tainted by the Qingling Qi! Guo Fujia felt comfortable all over, with a smile on his old face. He took a deep breath and smelled a hint of the ghostly air. He closed his eyes and tasted it carefully. After a long time, he reluctantly exhaled. The best years have long passed and become unattainable legends. At that time, the spiritual realm could be practiced everywhere, the aura of the netherworld was everywhere, and the great masters of the predecessors emerged one after another. Now, only a ruined wall and water are left.
If the Qingling Qi had not been expelled into the "Great Rift Valley", poured into the lower realm, and isolated from the barrier, the situation would have become more dangerous, and not even soup would be left.
Guo Fujia landed on the cliff, offered a pillar of "receiving incense", and waited patiently for a while. Guo Qianlin and Guo Tingshu came to meet each other one after another. Their faces were gloomy, their vitality was severely damaged, and their "spiritual patterns" were even more depleted. It was immeasurable, and the two of them were silent, not knowing how to speak. When the "Jie Yin Incense" burned to the end, Guo Fujia took out a palm-sized medicine jar from his sleeve. It was neither gold nor wood, black and shiny. He pulled out the medicine stopper, poured out two waxy yellow pills, and handed them to the two of them. The elder said: "This setback is due to my lack of thinking. These two 'Spirit Pattern Pills' are of great help. Two elders, please accept them. I have a 'Ding Shi Jian' to protect myself, so I will use it for the time being." Don’t touch these foreign objects.”
A "Spirit Pattern Pill" is a complete "Spirit Pattern", an unknown magical power. The Guo clan has rare treasures, and they will not let it go easily. Guo Fujia gave him the "Spirit Pattern Pill" as a gift, although it cannot offset this. The loss is justified. Guo Qianlin and Guo Tingshu looked at each other, thanked the elder in unison, accepted the "Spirit Pattern Pill", and their expressions became a little brighter.
Guo Fujia said: "Although that 'Mr. Wei' was born in the lower realm, his Taoist and magical powers are the choice of the superiors. We did not underestimate the enemy, but we were still defeated. This is not a crime of war. The clan leader will be held accountable and will have his own fault." I'll bear it all. I've thought about it carefully. This person's methods are unheard of and unseen. The most difficult thing is that he is not afraid of group battles. Even if the elders of our clan come together, we may not be able to win him. But the disaster of 'Eighteen Disks' It must be properly resolved in the end, and the three lower realms must not be given to other clans. Do you two have any suggestions?"
After this battle, even the Great Elder respectfully called him "Sir" and no longer called him "Monster", which shows how afraid he is of this person. Guo Qianlin considered it for a moment and said: "There is a magic circle hidden in the 'Giant's Eye' cave, which is filled with 'Qing Ling Qi' inside and outside. It is difficult to break into in a hurry. According to my opinion, there must be important people or important things in it." , if it can be obtained, it may be possible to make him throw a rat weapon."
Guo Fujia was startled when he heard this and asked: "Infuse the magic circle with 'Qingling Qi'?"
Guo Qianlin explained the situation again. Guo Fujia listened very carefully. His face was calm, but his heart was filled with turmoil. He practiced the power of the netherworld and was extremely sensitive to the "qi of pure spirit". Guo Qianlin There is no mistake. Is it possible... is it possible... that the remnants of the Holy Spirit lineage still exist, hiding in the "Great Rift Valley" and lingering, changing from time to time?
Guo Tingshu’s eyes flashed, and he was obviously aware of the stakes involved. The "Holy Spirit" was the sworn enemy of the "Ghosts". Once the news spreads, how can the Guo clan defend this hunting ground! He said slowly: "Paper cannot cover the fire. The longer we delay, the more passive we become. Do you want to ask the clan leader to come to the 'Eighteen Pans' to deal with this matter in person?"
Guo Qianlin suddenly woke up and his face changed slightly.
