The "Qing Qi" collected by the "Scroll of Creation" gathered into a lake, three or four in size, scattered around the tree of creation. Li Yihe could not use it for the time being. Wei Shiqi visited several times and noticed that the Divine Seal of Miluo Town absorbed "Qing Qi". After "Spiritual Qi", you fall into a mysterious and mysterious realm, like a chrysalis in a cocoon, waiting for the moment to break out of the cocoon and become a butterfly. Insects eat leaves and butterflies suck honey. In addition to nourishing the tree of creation, the "Qing Qi" also nourishes the tree of creation. It has no other use, so it seems that it can be used to fill the "underworld vortex".
Seeing that he seemed hesitant, Pang Jie'an opened the skylight and spoke frankly, saying: "Elder Wei, there is no need to worry. The 'Qing Ling Qi' consumed should be compensated by my Seventh Clan. The Seventh Clan cannot use it. 'It has everything you need."
Wei Shiqi glanced at him and said: "Wei sacrificed something, which consumed a lot of 'Qing Ling Qi'. I don't know how much it will take to fill the 'Nether Vortex'. How can I be caught off guard?"
"How to catch them off guard" is the key. In the final analysis, the "underworld vortex" is caused by the imbalance of the two qi in the spiritual realm. Only by infusing "clear spirit qi" can it be annihilated. However, the ghost and spirit clans do not know where to start and have always let it go. When the "underworld vortex" has devoured enough, it will naturally subside. Pang Jie'an thought about it for a moment, and remembered that Shengqiu summoned the one-eyed giant with the "Guiyuan Yiqi Staff" that day. He kneaded the body and hands and feet into a ball, like a meat ball, and filled it into the "underworld vortex", using the "clear" in his belly. "Lake of Spirits" bridges the void. From this point of view, "Qing Ling Qi" alone is not enough. The gap must be plugged with something first before it can be effective.
Pang Jie'an hurriedly looked around. When the "Yin Shen Bi" exploded, all the cold air that had been absorbed for thousands of years was released. The ice and snow in the heart of the mountain had accumulated so much. He suddenly had an idea in his mind. He and Gong Dingshi and Wei Seventeen exchanged words and decided to take the risk.
Wei Shiqi took out the "Scroll of Creation" and shook it gently, and a massive amount of "Qing Qi" was released, rising in dense clouds, and condensed into a large lake with a radius of ten feet above the "Nether Vortex", gradually squeezing inward, " The waves of Qingling Lake were rolling and unstable, making everyone's scalp numb and almost wanting to retreat.
Pang Jie'an's eyes lit up. Elder Wei really understood the general situation and had no secrets. Such a huge "Lake of Qingling" was enough to be hidden by two or three one-eyed giants. Without further ado, he groaned and opened the Netherworld Spirit Realm with all his strength. Gong Dingshi also activated the power of law to help from the side, and wisps of dark gossamers rippled out and submerged into the ice, gouging out a tower dozens of feet high. The huge iceberg slides slowly and hard towards the "underworld vortex".
The "Underworld Vortex" seemed to sense the threat and rolled outwards. The "Qing Qi" leaked out from the bottom of the lake and rolled into seven or eight whirlwinds. It was swept away by the "Underworld Vortex", like a mud cow entering the sea, without any movement. Pang Jie'an's heart trembled. He was worried that the night would be long and he would have many dreams, so he did not hesitate to sacrifice his life span to push the Netherworld Spiritual Realm. The iceberg shook a few times and actually floated an inch off the ground. It slid faster and faster, and filled the "Netherworld Vortex" with a thunderous force. , at the same time, the "Lake of Qingling" poured down, submerging the "Nether Vortex" and the iceberg together.
The "Qing Ling Qi" in the heart of the mountain surged and impacted, filling every corner. With their backs on the ice, everyone tried to stay away as much as possible, using various means to control their minds and watch intently. However, they saw the iceberg "squeaking" and being "Qing Ling Qi". "The Qi" kept squeezing inward, and the voids wherever it passed were closed one by one. Pang Jie'an and Gong Dingshi looked at each other, and both breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that this method really worked, and the "Mether Vortex" no longer expanded outward. On the contrary, it is shrinking.
After about a stick of incense, a strange aura quietly emerged, and an upright eye appeared in the void. It glanced at everyone with malice, and then suddenly burst into flames. Pang Jie'an said anxiously: "Be careful, it's the Netherworld Rakshasa!" Before he finished speaking, the iceberg split into pieces, and a black shadow jumped out. It had a green face and fangs, broad shoulders and thin waist, with its limbs lowered like a wild beast, its pupils as gray as stone, its nose Zhang Xi, his ears turned, as if searching for prey.
The ghosts expelled the Holy Spirit and monopolized the spiritual realm, but it also caused a serious problem. The two qi of the pure spirit and the dark were imbalanced, and a bad land grew up outside the "Great Rift Valley". Once the void was broken, they took the opportunity to erode the spiritual realm and devour all things. Ghosts The spirit has always avoided it for fear of not being able to catch it. The bad land is not a dead place. There are underworld Rakshasa wandering around, looking for blood food. There are not many of them. They are looking for needles in the haystack. They rarely have the chance to encounter the "underworld vortex", and it is not a tragic disaster. But this time, the Seven Clans were not very lucky. It happened that a Nether Rakshasa appeared nearby. It followed the Qi machine and broke into the spiritual realm before the "Nether Vortex" closed, blocking everyone.
The Dark Rakshasa couldn't see with his eyes, and relied on his ears and nose to detect prey. Everyone restrained their energy, held their breath, exchanged glances with each other, and decided to take action at the same time, destroying the scourge with lightning speed. Although he was unaware of the location of his prey, murderous intent was everywhere, causing his skin to burst into countless tiny pimples. Ming Rakshasa took a deep breath, turned his body around, kicked off his feet, and instantly rushed to Pang Chaosheng, stretched out his right claw and struck hard. Slap it down hard.
Pang Chaosheng was a genius and had experienced hundreds of battles. When he saw Ming Rakshasa raising his hand and slapping it down, a few points away from his head, he knew that he had not noticed him and was just randomly testing him. He just made a random move, but was also blinded by the opponent. He didn't move at all. The claw seemed to have passed by, but it was too close to the head and he couldn't take the risk. Pang Chaosheng had no choice but to activate the power of the Netherworld, and a gray shadow flew out of his palm. He fought head-on with the Netherworld Rakshasa and took the opportunity to sweep across several feet.
The underworld Rakshasa reacted very quickly, tightened his sharp claws, and held the object firmly, letting it twist and struggle in his palm, rising and shrinking, but never letting go. The treasure that Pang Chaosheng sacrificed was called the "Yin-Yang Subdued Qi Circle", and what Ming Rakshasa held on to was the "Yang Circle". It was strong and indestructible. It had the power to break mountains and rocks, but it was caught by its single claw. , unable to escape, no wonder all the tribes are so afraid of the underworld Rakshasa.
Fortunately, there was only one underworld Rakshasa that broke into the spiritual realm. Pang Chaosheng was not fighting alone, and he was not timid at all. He grasped the "yin circle" and used a trick, and the "yang circle" suddenly disappeared and was taken back into his palm. As soon as his hand was loosened, his sharp claws were empty. However, when Pang Chaosheng dodged and cast the spell, his aura had been firmly locked by him. The underworld Rakshasa rushed out, and his claws turned into phantoms all over the sky, and they all moved inwards.
Pang Chaosheng used the "Yin and Yang Fu Qi Circle" again. The yin and yang waxed and waned, endlessly, and kept the door airtight. Unexpectedly, after a few breaths, there was a soft "stab" sound, and his right shoulder had been scratched by sharp claws, and the skin was torn open. , as deep as the bones. Pang Chaosheng was shocked by this. Before he could recover, another large hole was torn open in his lower abdomen, and his internal organs were trembling and hanging down, in danger.
The ghost Rakshasa's claws were as fast as lightning, and the "Yin Yang Fu Qi Circle" could not stop the ghostly offensive. Pang Chaosheng lost the opportunity for a moment and fell into a hard fight. Pang Jie'an frowned unconsciously, and when he was about to rescue him, his eyebrows suddenly jumped. , knowing that the continuous stimulation of the Netherworld Spirit Realm has put a heavy burden on the body, and it is already somewhat difficult to sustain. He immediately turned his attention to Gong Dingshi, but saw the leader of the Nether Clan slightly shaking his head towards him, obviously showing that he was powerless.
