In the basement of the Lingguan Hall on the backyard of Qingxu Temple, the power of the Lingguan Demon Subduing Array is all opened. A golden light curtain that looks like a substance covers all the range surrounded by the eight Lingguan statues.
Beside the eight sculptures, a gray-robed Taoist priest sat cross-legged, with his eyes slightly closed, his left hand crossed his chest, and his right hand pinched the tricks, and he kept stabbing the magic tricks into the body of the Lingguan statue, maintaining the entire magic array.
The eight gray-robed Taoist priests all had the cultivation level of the Foundation Establishment Stage. According to Liu Zheng, these eight strongest disciples of the Maoshan Sect, one of them was even the contemporary Maoshan True Lord. For the sake of Xuanming
The ancestor's soul was able to successfully separate from the old demon Wei Ling, so the Maoshan True Lord didn't care about his identity and face, and joined the ordinary Maoshan disciples to drive the formation.
Liu Zheng, Wen Tian and Tan Xuan were on the side of the secret room, monitoring the situation inside and out, and were always ready to deal with emergencies.
The real protagonist Xiao Fan was in the spiritual official subduing array, floating out of thin air, quietly staring at the black shadow in front of him. The golden thunder whip was still hanging high above the black shadow, slowly
As it rotated, a slender thunder arc flashed gently on the whip body from time to time, making a "hissing" sound.
At the center of the spiritual official demon-subduing array is the black shadow - the body of the soul of Zhenjun Xuanming and Master Weiling.
This way, he treated two remnant souls that had been weakened for thousands of years as if they were facing a great enemy, which originated from Xiao Fan's persistence. So far, he knew almost nothing about the supernatural powers of the Nascent Soul cultivators. But in the blood sea under the Meuse Castle
The octopus monster he killed was still fresh in his memory. The octopus monster transformed by the spirit of the blood sea, which is the late stage of the Golden Pill, is less than the Nascent Soul realm. It is so difficult to deal with.
He forced Lei Peng to transform and then he was lucky enough to kill him.
According to the ancestor of Qingyang, the late stage of the Jindan and the early stage of the Nascent Soul are two completely different concepts.
Even if several late-stage Jindan monks join forces, they may not necessarily be the opponent of an early-stage Nascent Soul monk. This is just a reference to combat power, and their understanding and mobility of other magical powers are not above the same level at all.
Looking at the face of Zhenjun Xuanming, I seemed to be a little dissatisfied, but I didn't say anything to stop me.
Zhenjun Xuanming has already seen that this young contemporary Wuji Sect master looks quiet and graceful, and is actually a very stubborn person at heart. It is no wonder that if you can take charge of Wuji Sect at such a young age, how can you follow the trend?
No opinionated.
Xiao Fan would rather be more cautious now than face the big trouble caused by temporary negligence.
At present, the souls of these two Nascent Soul cultivators are completely blind to everything outside the world and are gathering the remaining soul power. They bit by bit to pull each other's soul out of each other's body. Although they are soul bodies,
It can be seen from the expressions of both sides that all this was going on extremely difficult, and the souls of the two were suffering unbearable torture and pain.
When we were fighting, we tried our best to put the other party to death and completely swallow the other party's soul. We were afraid that the method would not be too spicy, and we were afraid that the tricks would not be ruthless. After more than a thousand years, we were really entangled. You have
I have you in me. Now that I want to separate, it is not that easy.
In the eyes of outsiders, a thick black shadow could not be rolling and twisted in the center of the Demon-Subduing Array. Two faces flashed from time to time, revealing a look of pain and suffering. Under Xiao Fan's divine power of heavenly eyes,
But you can clearly see the extremely entangled appearance between the golden light and the green light, and the progress of peeling off each other a little bit.
Time passed slowly, and six hours passed, and the golden light curtain of the spiritual official subduing demon formation became three points dimmed. The eight Maoshan disciples who inspired the formation were sweating profusely, their faces were pale, and their magic power was obvious.
Spends of consumption.
“Duh!”
At this moment, Xiao Fan shouted loudly.
The eight Maoshan disciples were shocked at the same time. They couldn't help but lifted up their magic power. Eight powerful magic tricks penetrated into the statue of the Lingguan in front of them. The light curtain, which had originally dimmed three points, became golden again and dazzling.
Xiao Fan's right fingers rotated, and silver-white delicate electric arcs shot into the thunder whip that slowly rotated over the black shadow. The originally quiet thunder whip shook violently, and golden electric arcs suddenly appeared on the whip.
It shone and soon gathered together. With a loud bang, a thick golden arc of electric shocked down, bombarding hard on the rolling black shadows.
A scream and a muffled groan sounded at the same time.
Xiao Fan's eyes shone with green light, and he saw that the golden arc hit the interweaving place of the golden light and green light with great accuracy. The golden light and green light, which were originally entangled together, could not be separated, transformed under the bombardment of the golden arc.
The black fog is annihilated.
The faces of the ancestor Xuanming and the old demon Weiling were twisted and deformed at the same time, as if they had experienced unimaginable pain and torture. The aura of the two of them was weaker at the same time. If you distinguish them carefully, the aura of the true Lord Xuanming seemed to be
It's slightly better than the Demon Virgin.
After all, the Thunder Whip is his natal magic weapon. Under the bombardment of the electric arc, the damage to the old demon of Viagra is even heavier. However, this Thunder Whip was triggered by the power of Lei Peng in Xiao Fan's body, which carries a very strong demon spirit.
The energy of the qi has caused quite a harm to the True Lord Xuanming.
A quarter of an hour passed before the spiritual bodies of Zhenjun Xuanming and Master Weiling recovered.
The body of the soul was directly under the bombardment of lightning, and it would take two Nascent Soul cultivators to dare to do this. If another person had been replaced, he would probably have been destroyed under the power of lightning.
"Miaoyou Xiao, Miaoji, is indeed the contemporary head of Wuji Sect. He has just grasped the timing and the strength. If he is stronger, we two old guys will be scared of their souls."
After a moment, the bright laughter of Zhenjun Xuan Ming was heard in the dark shadow. Although he was quite lacking in energy, he sounded very happy.
This time, Master Weiling did not argue with him, and also praised: "Yes, Master Xiao has grasped the opportunity and strength well, otherwise we will suffer a lot."
Xiao Fan smiled and said, "The two seniors have praised it, just luck."
Under the divine power of the sky, the golden figure and the green figure were separated, and only the lower abdomen were still stuck together. The two thighs were half golden and half green. The entangled situation was even more important than the waist.
complex.
If the body of the soul is not in front of you but two living people, the doctor Xiao Fan may have to perform amputation on them. However, the body of the soul cannot be handled so simply and roughly. If it is really lost again, it will be completely lost.
This part of the soul and energy will be a devastating blow to the two who were already weak. The old demon of Wei Ling will ignore him. Whether the True Lord Xuanming can still successfully use the secret technique of resurrecting the soul through borrowing corpses, but
It's hard to say very much.
"Two seniors, let's have a break, we will continue later."
Xiao Fan said in a deep voice.
Not only did Xuanming Zhenjun and Master Weiling need to recover their vitality, but the eight Maoshan disciples who drive the formation have serious overdrawn magic power.
"good."
Zhenjun Xuanming and Master Weiling naturally had no objection to this. They closed their eyes and began to accumulate energy.
Time passed slowly, and another six hours passed.
The same scene appeared again in the spiritual official subduing array. The thunder whip was powerful, and the golden electric arc hit the black shadow below it. This time, even the True Lord Xuanming couldn't help but scream.
A sound was full of pain.
He kept using his skills to cast spells and pulled out the body of the soul from the opponent's body bit by bit, which consumed a lot of soul power. The souls of the two Nascent Soul cultivators could no longer withstand it.
Even the black shadow was much thinner than before, and it was not as thick as before.
The eight Maoshan disciples sitting cross-legged on the periphery of the Demon-Subduing Formation were even pale as paper, and their bodies were sweating all over, making their gray Taoist robe wet. Two of them had the least skill. They had just entered the foundation-building period and had not long been around, and they were even in the realm.
The Taoist priest who had no time to consolidate his body trembled slightly, and two very abnormal flush appeared on his cheeks. It was obvious that his magic power was overdrawn. If he persisted, he would probably fall into a state and return to the Qi training period.
level.
Liu Zheng's face was extremely grim. He looked at Tan Xuan, who was sitting cross-legged not far away, and said in a deep voice: "Junior Sister Tan, let's go and have a while for them, so that these two nephews can rest and take a breath."
"no!"
Before Tan Xuan could speak, Xiao Fan immediately rejected it.
"You three must be in the best condition. If there is any accident, we can deal with it."
Liu Zheng looked at the two nephews whose faces turned pale again and said, "Zhengren Xiao, if this continues, they may not be able to hold on."
Zhenjun Xuanming smiled bitterly and said, "Not only them, we two old guys can't stand it anymore."
Xiao Fan pondered slightly, raised his sleeves, and a white jade bottle flew out, flying towards Liu Zheng through the golden light cover of the spiritual official Demon Subduing Array. Liu Zheng hurriedly reached out to grab it, with a look of confusion on his face.
Xiao Fan said: "Zhengren Liu, there are eight Huangyuan Danshes. If you give each of the fellow Taoists one, you can help them recover their vitality."
When Liu Zheng heard this, he immediately pulled out the jar of the jade bottle and poured out a yellow pill the size of a pea. The fragrance of medicine suddenly became fragrant and spiritual power was everywhere. It was far from comparable to ordinary pills, and the medicinal power was extremely pure. Liu Zheng was immediately
It can be concluded that even if the main medicine of Huangyuan Pill is not a thousand-year-old spiritual medicine, it will have at least seven or eight hundred years of medicinal properties. This shows how rare this medicine is.
Now Xiao Fan took out eight without hesitation, which was really a big deal.
This mindset is amazing.
At that moment, Liu Zheng immediately distributed eight Huang Yuandans to eight nephews. As soon as the disciples of Maoshan smelled the scent of medicine, they were immediately excited and swallowed them immediately, using their abilities to refine the medicinal power. After a moment, their faces were all over.
It turned red and its vitality recovered by half.
Xiao Fan flipped his wrist and another red incense of thread about five inches long appeared in his hand, emitting a faint smell of sandalwood. Xiao Fan held the incense in his left hand and flicked his right hand. The flame flashed and the incense was ignited.
A strange fragrance spread under the light shield.
"Soul-raising fragrance?"
The next moment, the sound of Zhenjun Xuanming's screams sounded from the light curtain, obviously unexpectedly.
Master Weiling took a long sip and shouted in surprise: "It is indeed the soul-raising fragrance, and the medicinal effect of this soul-scent wood is at least over a thousand years. Master Xiao, such a rare treasure, where are you
Found it?"
The spiritual medicine made by the thousand-year-old spiritual herbs is not a rare and surprising treasure for the Zhenjun Xuanming and Master Weiling in his heyday. The Nascent Soul cultivators also use spiritual herbs with two or three thousand years of medicinal properties.
Now that the soul power is lost, the spiritual body is unstable. Suddenly, such a thousand-year-old soul-nourishing fragrance appears, which is a timely help for them, and it is really too timely.
After this soul-raising fragrance is ignited, it has the miraculous effect of retention and calming the soul. It is the best choice to nourish the soul and accumulate soul power. It was originally refined by Xiao Fan for himself in case of emergency needs. Xiao Fan is now in the middle stage of the Golden Pill.
The cultivation level is to use the leaves of the Thousand-year Soul Incense Wood to refine the Soul Incense. The medicine is not too urgent or too slow, which is just right. Who knows that he has not used it yet, but he has already paid two Thousand-year-old monsters. Fortunately,
In the Lingyao Garden, there is a thousand-year-old soul-raising tree with lush branches and leaves. It has many leaves and sufficient raw materials. Just take some time to refine a large amount of soul-raising fragrance.
Xiao Fan smiled and said, "Since the soul-raising fragrance is effective, please hurry up, two seniors."
True Lord Xuanming and the old demon Wei Ling suddenly woke up, and did not care about being polite with Xiao Fan. They absorbed the medicine power of the soul-raising incense together and began to quickly recover the heavy loss of spiritual energy.