The array left by Jiutian Xuannv is divided into two layers: the outer layer is the "trap array", which uses illusions to enchant the ears and eyes, and is not without the virtue of good life. The inner layer is the "killing array", which uses heavy treasures to turn swords into silk, and is extremely powerful. The ability to kill. Liu Feiyan is an expert from the grass and trees of Luohua Island. He knows the "Trapped Formation" thoroughly, but he does not dare to get close to the "Killing Formation". Once he is cut by the sword wire, all his cultivation will be in vain.
The golden threads appeared endlessly, as if they were endless. The Rakshasa demon used one arm as bait and slowly consumed the power of the magic circle. Liu Feiyan saw it in his eyes and worried in his heart. If the delay was too long, Bixiazi would Waking up from a deep sleep adds all kinds of variables. She is not afraid of Xuannv's horse Pixiu, but she is extremely afraid of Bixiazi. Otherwise, she would have driven the demons and ghosts to break into Luohua Island long ago, why would she wait until now.
However However, things are often not as expected. Just when Liu Feiyan is driving the "Rakshasa demons" to break through the magic circle, Pixiu has already turned around and pounces.
The Rakshasa monster lured Pixiu to the outer sea to fight, used thunderous means, and beat him black and blue. After all, Pixiu is an ancient beast, and it is difficult to defeat it for a while. Even if it is miserable, it can still survive. When Liu Feiyan moved the demon back to Luohua Island, Pixiu got a chance to breathe and licked his wounds. When he regained some strength, he rushed back to support in a hurry.
It arrived just in time. The "Rakshasa Demon Ghost" was trying to break the magic circle and had no time to escape. Liu Feiyan had no choice but to step forward and intercept Pixiu. Fighting was not his specialty, but after a moment, he was left and right in a state of embarrassment. In desperation, she had no choice but to recall the "Rakshasa demons and ghosts" to fight. This time, Pixiu learned the lesson and retreated while fighting, leading the demons and ghosts away from Bixiazi and pestering him blindly, not allowing him to turn around and break the "killing formation".
Liu Feiyan frowned and felt worried. If she continued to delay like this, once Bixiazi woke up, all her plans would be in vain. It would be a waste of time. If she offended her ancestor, she would die without a burial place! She shuddered and gave Shen Yuanqiong a hard look. He made all the mistakes he made. It was all his fault. He just surrendered and handed over the golden elixir. He had to jump into the fire pit with his head and head, causing everyone to suffer. Not happy!
But the matter has come to this point, and there is no point in regretting it. The golden elixir has been swallowed by Shen Yuanqiong and cannot be dug out. The "killing formation" cannot be broken and Bixiazi cannot be taken. During Liu Feiyan's interrogation
Taking stock of the situation, he retreated unconsciously. Just when she was hesitating, she suddenly heard a faint sigh, and couldn't help but shudder. She hurriedly looked around, only to see Bixiazi had woken up from her deep sleep, sitting on the bedside with her knees in her arms, her eyes like two pools. The autumn water reflects my own figure.
Liu Feiyan's surprise was no small matter. Less than twelve hours later, Bixiazi woke up early. Was it because she forcibly interrupted her sleep, or was her Taoism far deeper than expected? Just when she was suspicious, Bixiazi got up and got out of bed, stretched out her hand and rubbed the center of Shen Yuanqiong's eyebrows a few times, drawing out all the remaining fire properties of the golden elixir. Shen Yuanqiong felt relieved, and his tight body slowly relaxed, and he relaxed. He sat down on the ground, burped, and staggered around, as if he was drunk involuntarily.
Bixiazi helped him to bed, Shen Yuanqiong fell into a deep sleep next to the pillow, his hands and feet curled up into a ball, like a baby in the mother's womb. Although he hurriedly swallowed the golden elixir to avoid falling into the enemy's hands, he was lucky enough to have no serious problems for the time being. Bixiazi felt relieved, slowly turned around, raised his right palm and pressed it towards Liu Feiyan, with a smile from the corner of his eye. Tiny wrinkles appeared, and strands of green hair on his head turned into white hair.
As if struck by lightning, Liu Feiyan stood frozen on the spot, unable to move, watching helplessly as countless golden threads appeared in the void, densely packed forward, and the next moment they would be broken into pieces. At the critical moment, she bit the tip of her tongue fiercely and spit out a mouthful of blood. She quickly stepped back and used the magic formula at all costs. The "Rakshasa demon" was fighting with Pixiu and was captured by the magic formula. Suddenly, it fell from the sky and blocked it. In front of Liu Feiyan.
The golden threads weave into a large and tight net, wrapping up the "Rakshasa demons and ghosts" and submerging them in their bodies. The demon ghost clenched his fists at his waist, widened his eyes, walked steadily, his chest rose and fell slightly, stood frozen for more than ten breaths, exhaled a breath of filthy breath, and the next moment he was covered in bruises, black smoke spurted out, and his burly body shrank sharply. , turned into a palm-sized ghost puppet in a blink of an eye, with broken limbs and missing spirituality.
Liu Feiyan was lucky enough to escape, but he didn't dare to stay any longer. He tried his best to use the "Blood Escape Technique" to escape, only to see a flash of blood disappearing into the sky. Pixiu hurriedly turned around, roaring again and again, the huge
I glanced left and right, but there was no sign of the enemy. I felt very puzzled.
He nodded repeatedly at Bixiazi.
Bixiazi waved her hand and ordered it to stay outside. A trace of tiredness flashed across her face, as if she had aged for more than ten years in an instant. She waited for a moment, but no enemy came to fight back. Her tense heartstrings relaxed, her hands trembled violently, and she refused to obey her orders. After several attempts, she took the broken puppet into her hands, took off the fork pole, and closed the window. Close. Liu Feiyan came prepared this time and caught her off guard. The "Rakshasa demon" had an extraordinary origin. Bixiazi suspected that she was just being instigated by others and that there was a powerful enemy spying behind her.
After repeated attacks, his vitality was severely damaged, and the lamp was almost exhausted. Bixiazi let go of his fingers, and the demon puppet fell to the ground, rolling together with the "Miscellaneous Pill". Her waist and legs were weak and she was teetering on the edge of the bed. She threw herself down next to Shen Yuanqiong while holding on to the edge of the bed. She was exhausted and slowly closed her eyes.
Liu Feiyan did not hesitate to waste his essence and blood, and used the "Blood Escape Technique" to fly far away. In no time, he escaped thousands of miles away. Like a kite with its string cut off, he slowly landed on a deserted island. His face was as white as paper, and he gritted his teeth. I thought I had the golden elixir at hand, but I didn't expect to be killed by Bixiazi with one move. I almost gave up my life on Luohua Island. I won't give up until I take revenge!
She lay down among the rocks and panted for a long time. She managed to regain some strength, struggled to get up, gritted her teeth and found a way to climb up the dangerous peak. After wandering around and outside a cave, she heard the howling wind and the howling of ghosts and wolves, which was heart-wrenching. All broken. It's a blessing, not a curse. It's a curse that cannot be avoided. Liu Feiyan hesitated for a long time and stepped into the cave. After walking in the dark for a while, he squeezed through three gaps and turned four corners, and his eyes suddenly opened up. A ray of skylight falls from the top of the mountain, illuminating the graceful figure on the stone wall. He raises his hands above his head, wraps his wrists with iron chains, hangs his body up, spreads his legs, and pierces the ankles with rusty iron awls, nailing him to the cracks in the stone. The clothes were in tatters and stained with blood, like old and new peach blossoms. Her chin was pressed against her chest, and her hair was disheveled, covering her appearance.
Opposite the stone wall, a group of blood shadows sat entangled with a horse and a golden knife. They looked like humans but not humans, and they looked like ghosts. Their faces were blurry, with only a pair of empty eye sockets, looking coldly at Liu Feiyan. Liu Feiyan lay on the ground, trembling, and begged: "I failed to retrieve the golden elixir, and I have failed in my trust. My ancestors have mercy, my ancestors have mercy..."
