The beginning of chaos opens the way, and everything in the Eight Diagrams bears the yin and yang
The seven old men accurately inserted their withered claws into Mei's skull. As time passed and a few breaths passed, the bones of these Meis lost their luster, and the fire in their eye sockets gradually cooled.
Several Meis had unwilling expressions on their faces and resisted, but to no avail. Four of them quickly dissipated. Seeing that their companions had disappeared, it was their turn soon. The remaining Mei, whose body was dark red due to Yin energy, had eyes that
The fire flashed rapidly several times.
The old man who took action suddenly retreated in a panic, but it was too late. With a bang, the last charm gave up its resistance and chose to self-destruct.
"Haha, are you guys fighting among each other before the fight even starts?" Ouyang Jingsong said jokingly.
Except for the one that self-destructed, all the other demons became nourishment for the seven old men. The one affected by the explosion was inevitably a little embarrassed.
His body was covered with broken bones, his hair stood on end, every bit of his beard was turned into ashes, his clothes were as tattered as a beggar, and he looked like an old beggar who had just crawled out of the grave.
As the charm self-destructed, both parties fell into silence for a moment, and then Ouyang Jingsong's arrogant laughter broke the brief calm.
"Young man, don't be so arrogant." The old man who was laughed at became furious and rushed towards Ouyang Jingsong first.
"Wow!" The old man jumped three feet and swept a long stick directly towards Ouyang Jingsong's head.
Seeing that something was not going well, Ouyang Jingsong threw out a jade ring with a red light. When the jade ring hit the old man, there was a crisp sound and the old man staggered.
The old man was so angry that he had no choice. He suddenly turned the blade and knocked away the jade ring that hit him again. He turned around and slashed at the top of Ouyang Jingsong's head, but he only hit the afterimage of Ouyang Jingsong.
Ouyang Jingsong passed the old man with the Feng Yin Sword upside down, and the hilt of the sword was pressed hard against the old man's abdomen. A burst of energy came out, and the old man opened his mouth and coughed out a mouthful of black blood. "Oh? He has already cultivated the flesh and blood."
Body?" Ouyang Jingsong frowned.
"Lao Liu, have you had enough fun?" someone from the old men watching said.
"Okay, the master is in retreat now. He just told us to stop them for two hours. There is no need to fight with them." After saying that, the old man retreated and stood with several other people, raising his hands and making a gesture.
A strange gesture.
The seven people took different steps and performed different hand gestures. As the hand gestures moved faster and faster, the temperature in the air gradually dropped. Slowly, Songwan felt that she couldn't bear it anymore, so she quickly used her true energy to resist the Yin Qi.
He was invaded and gave part of his true spirit to Apeng.
"Formation? You actually know how to use it. I want to see what tricks you can pull off." The seven people moved quickly, from the Star Holding the Moon pose to the Seven Stars Lianzhu to the Dragon Swimming into the Sea, and their gestures also changed accordingly.
As their movements became faster and faster, the surrounding Yin Qi became more and more concentrated. When the Yin Qi concentrated on them, it would naturally become much weaker in other places. Until later, Qing Shui could even vaguely see things hidden in the red mist.
Ouyang Jingsong slowly discovered the doorway and felt that things seemed to be beyond his expectations.
After the seven people stopped, Ouyang Jingsong looked at it from a distance and saw that the six people were encircling each other, and the remaining one should be in the formation, that is, at the center of the formation.
A chaotic aura circulated in the formation, and Ouyang Jingsong was surprised, "What kind of formation is this? Can it actually communicate with chaos?"
"Hahahaha, boy, are you scared? This is the soul-devouring and mysterious formation that our seven brothers have painstakingly researched for many years. Let me sacrifice you to the formation." An arrogant voice came from the formation.
Ouyang Jingsong felt dizzy for a while. The ordinary formation was fine, but this chaotic aura was difficult to deal with.
Chaos is the beginning of all things, and the heaven and earth are divided into vast chaos. The powerful one uses Tai Chi to determine the yin and yang. Tai Chi generates two rituals, the two rituals transform into four phenomena, the four phenomena become Bagua, and Bagua develops all phenomena.
However, everything in today's heaven and earth is transformed from chaos, including humans. It is said that when Nuwa created humans, she also used chaotic soil to shape the human form. Otherwise, no matter how high Nuwa's cultivation level is, she would not be able to create it out of thin air.
Create life.
Today's creatures in the six realms are all derived from chaos over a long period of time.
Faced with such a situation and the Soul-Eating Tracing Formation that was slowly approaching him, Ouyang Jingsong didn't know what to do. He looked at the old man's face that was distorted with excitement, and his brows were tangled.
At this moment, Song Wan, who was restless due to external pressure in the shield, remembered what her master said, "Tao Te Ching" can help calm the mind. She can't help her master and senior Ouyang, so she should not increase the burden on them.
critical.
Songwan sat cross-legged on the ground and murmured, "The Tao can be Tao, but it is not the eternal Tao; the name can be named, but it is not the eternal name. The nameless is the beginning of all things; the named is the mother of all things. Therefore, there is no desire to see its wonder; there is always desire.
, to see how it works. These two have the same origin but different names, and are both called xuan. Mystery is mysterious, and it is the door to all mysteries."
Seeing Song Wan acting like this, Apeng also sat cross-legged and meditated, chanting softly. Slowly, their voices changed from whispering to Sanskrit chanting, and their voices became louder and louder, even covering up the sobs filled with gloomy air.
Under the influence of this aura, Qingshui's temperament becomes even more earthy, making people feel out of reach.
Ouyang Jingsong, however, had a different charm, which gave him an idea:
"Tao gives birth to one, two gives birth to two, two gives birth to three, three gives birth to all things, all things carry yin and embrace yang, and the qi is in harmony. The solitary yin does not grow, and the solitary yang does not arise. Doesn't that mean that you use yang to overcome yin and attack directly?
How many sprites will suffice? As long as the person controlling the formation is gone, any formation will be defeated." But he didn't expect that the trouble would be yet to come.
Thinking about it, Ouyang Jingsong's signature fox smile appeared on his lips again, "Come on, let me weigh you down!"
The flowing sleeves were roughly rolled up by him, and the hem of the robe was lifted to his left hand, and tied around his waist boldly. The wind-singing sword pointed at the sky, ready to go.
When the formation rushed seven or eight meters away in front of him, Ouyang Jingsong exploded at the right time. A cold lightning flashed in his eyes, and the golden sword energy swept out. At the same time, he held the sword in both hands and rushed towards the few people with a roar and a blast of lightning that shot to the sky.
Evil spirit.
Several people on the opposite side were dumbfounded. Who is this person? How can he be more terrifying than these real demons and monsters? It seems that the number of people who died in his hands is no less than those who died in our hands.
Only then did they feel that their IQ was a little low. It was great to just surround him in the formation, so why waste their efforts now?
At this time, a vague curse came from the red mist that had not dissipated in the distance. "Seven idiots." The seven monsters outside the formation shook their bodies at the same time and trembled.
Qing Shui snorted coldly, turned his right hand into a claw, and flexed his fingers. There was a bang in the distance, and then there was no sound again, but Song Wan felt that it seemed to be colder here than before.
In the blink of an eye, Ouyang Jingsong had rushed to the front of the formation. After a ping-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong session, all the six sprites outside the formation were bleeding from the corners of their mouths.
People think it was Zhang Fei who practiced the art of clones.
Ouyang Jingsong's figure had disappeared. Qing Shui frowned, feeling nervous for no reason.
Not long after, Ouyang Jingsong's signature shrewish curses came out from the formation, each sentence getting worse and worse. The six demons on the periphery were so angry that their faces were originally pale, but now they were a little darker, and they looked more like they had been dead for more than ten years.
God's man.
Qing Shui originally wanted to help, so he swept out a sword energy from the protective cover and commanded his hand. However, there was a cold snort in the red mist in front of him, and then a black and red mist shot out at high speed, which happened to collide with Qing Shui's helping hand.
They canceled each other out and did not cause much ripples.
Seeing that Master's help was unsuccessful, Song Wan was not worried. The louder Ouyang Jingsong screamed, the better Ouyang Jingsong became, which at least proved that he was still alive and kicking.
As for Ouyang Jingsong, he didn't know why he came to the formation. He repaired the six outside ones one by one. When he was about to continue, for some reason, a strong suction force came from the formation, and he didn't know why.
He was pulled into the formation unprepared, and then there was chaos everywhere, and nothing could be seen clearly.
Moreover, this chaotic aura began to assimilate and corrode his body. In shock, Ouyang Jingsong could only hold up his defense. He thought that he would be able to hold on for a while. Unexpectedly, the formation began to move, forcibly refining his defense, and there were formations from time to time.
All kinds of ferocious birds and beasts transformed by the magic method hit his defensive shield, and then his curses regardless of his image came out.