As soon as the white-faced swordsman entered the left door, he saw the "Countercurrent Thousand Coffins Formation" wreaking havoc and showing its power, but the true master behind it was not visible, so he immediately thought of using a trick to ambush him.
This strategy was possible, and because of his profound knowledge of the secrets of swordsmanship, he had already seen through that the coffin was just a soul-suppressing technique, locking the spiritual consciousness of the person in the coffin into twenty-four magical orifices, so that others could digest and absorb it.
And this method is precisely restrained by the white-faced swordsman's state of "the center of the sword is in a circle, as if it does not move".
At this moment, it was suddenly alive and dead, and a sword flew in to attack. The antelope at the end had its horns hanging, and there was no trace to be found.
This sword energy was just a faint point in the sword light at first. After a moment, it poured down like a waterfall, and it was extremely majestic. However, in the infinitely vast sword light, the light at the center was like a star.
, like the Lord of Qi, concentrating on the heart of heaven and earth.
After the peak of splendor, all phenomena and phenomena returned to peace and tranquility, and what was struck by flying down seemed to be just one person and one sword.
As for the barrier that isolates the inside and outside, I don't know how he penetrated it.
The masked Taoist couldn't help but change his hands, as if he was in the process of casting a spell. He had no time to react to the sudden attack of the white-faced swordsman on the third level of the disk. In an instant, his chest and abdomen had been completely penetrated.
At this time, the white-faced swordsman's expression suddenly changed, and he quickly drew his sword and retreated.
It stands to reason that if the masked Taoist suffered such a blow, even if he was not killed on the spot, his physical body would have been severely damaged. But when he came back to his senses, he glanced at the white-faced swordsman coldly as if nothing had happened.
The wound has healed as before.
On the altar's main seat, traces of faint yellow light rise from the ground, creating a wonderful cylindrical phantom array. The characters up and down the phantom array are like insect traces, which is difficult to understand. You can only vaguely see them crawling up and down quickly or slowly.
The masked Taoist opened his mouth and exhaled a stream of yellow smoke, which was as solid and pure as earth and flow. He went straight to where the white-faced swordsman stayed.
The white-faced swordsman had no time to turn around, so he had to block with his horizontal sword. With a loud "bang", his face turned pale and his body shook heavily. Unexpectedly, it took only a moment after the masked Taoist performed the ritual, but the power of the elixir was already overwhelming.
times.
The earthly energy he just sprayed out was obviously just a very simple spell. The white-faced swordsman suffered a hidden loss just by relying on the power of the pill.
When the white-faced swordsman saw that his attack was ineffective, he immediately united his sword and turned around to run away.
The masked Taoist was not willing to let him go. With his fingers moving quickly, the barriers on all sides were like water emerging from a bright mirror, becoming more and more radiant. Apparently, the power had more than doubled.
The white-faced swordsman let out a "hum", and at the moment when he was about to hit the barrier, the long sword shook slightly. Within a few feet, the radius was uncertain, and the strange feeling of dislocation flashed away. I only felt the heaven and earth.
It seemed to be dark for a while, and when I looked back, the white-faced swordsman was already outside the barrier.
Xi Qingheng glanced at Gui Wujiu, meaning to ask. The masked Taoist's method of three-layered discs rising from the ground, and tens of thousands of corpses standing under thousands of monuments, was difficult to deal with at a glance.
Although the performance of the white-faced swordsman in Jiuye Mountain was also extraordinary, he was defeated by Gui Wujiu at the last level. Comparing the potential threats of the two, they seemed to be quite different.
Therefore, at this time, when the white-faced swordsman suddenly launches an attack, it would be better to provide timely assistance rather than sit back and watch the success or failure.
Gui Wujiu shook his head and said: "Ordinary means are useless."
The entire battle process was witnessed by everyone.
The reason why he did not help was because when the ritual graphics appeared, he had already recognized the basis of the masked Taoist's method, and already knew that the white-faced swordsman's attack would be ineffective.
The white-faced swordsman turned back and escaped, and Gui Wujiu was about to say hello. The white-faced swordsman seemed to have a tacit understanding, and the sword light turned towards the Four Spirit Cloud Pagoda to escape.
Gui Wujiu returned to the north position and sat down.
There are three empty seats among the jade trees and corals in the Four Spirit Cloud Pagoda, with only the southwest one missing. The white-faced swordsman fell into one and sat down with his knees crossed, adjusting his breath and doing his exercises. His face was filled with a layer of light gold, and one glance showed that he had suffered a lot.
Gui Wugui knew that the white-faced swordsman's move to break into the enemy's formation and receive the earth element's energy suffered a slight loss, but it was actually not a big hindrance. What really damaged his vitality was the magical method of entering and exiting the barrier, which actually cost a lot of money.
Origin.
Xi Qingheng was slightly distracted by the white-faced swordsman's lightning strike. Then he came back to his senses and remembered something, and said repeatedly: "Fellow Taoist Wen has already figured out the details of this person. Where does he come from?"
"This person is actually an acquaintance of Taoist Fellow Xi."
One side of the Four Spirit Cloud Pagoda suddenly became as clear as glass, and the foothold of the masked Taoist was clearly distinguishable. Gui Wujiu's eyes seemed to pierce through the bright red mask, and he coldly uttered three words: "Pei Hongping."
When Gui Wujiu uttered these three words, the elixir energy surged and overflowed through the Cloud Tower.
The masked Taoist was in the middle of the ritual. Hearing this, he quickly turned his head and stared at Gui Wujiu, as if he wanted to look at Gui Wujiu through the tower.
As the breeze blew through the altar, the big red mask cracked in half, revealing a tall and thin face.
Pei Hongping's mask peeled off, Xi Qingheng, and the two white-faced swordsmen raised their heads to pay attention. The white-faced swordsman and Pei Hongping did not know each other beforehand, and at this time they just wanted to take a look at the majestic appearance of the mastermind behind the "Gate of Life and Death"; but Xi Qingheng, however,
It is to compare the answers in your heart with expectation.
Under the mask, who else could he be but Pei Hongping, a monk from the so-called "Xin" sect of the Demon Sect whom he met on the Polang Cone back then?
Pei Hongping's sharp eyes suddenly fell silent, and he shouted loudly across the Silingyun Tower: "Wen Jinyuan is definitely not your real name."
"I didn't expect that there would be someone like you hidden in the deserted sea. You must be an old acquaintance of Pei. Please reveal your identity."
Regarding Pei Hongping's call for formation outside, Gui Wu blame ignored it.
Xi Qingheng looked carefully and saw that Pei Hongping's face was actually slightly different from when he had met him before. The earlobes of his ears seemed to be slightly pointed, there was a two-finger-wide red streak under his ears, and his forehead was slightly green.
The two of them had met before at the "Pin Zhen Hui" on Zhongqu Island a few years ago, and he didn't look like this at that time. He couldn't help but wonder secretly in his heart.
Little did she know that this was a secret technique that Pei Hongping practiced before entering the secret realm. It was not only the prelude to the secret technique of the Ten Thousand Corpses Ritual, but it also had the miraculous effect of reincarnating the breath.
First, Gui Wujiu saw through the mask of Taoist identity, and then Pei Hongping took the initiative to reveal his true face. Looking back at every detail of Pei Hongping's nearly thirty years in the wilderness, Xi Qingheng felt as if he was lost in thought for a moment.
Pei Hongping has always appeared as an ally of the Yujingmen side. It is said that his senior brother Ye Minghong is an old friend of an elder of the Destruction Alliance.
I didn't want him to hide it. His true position turned out to be that he and Yu Xuanzong were on the same side, secretly conspiring to form a big conspiracy like the "Gate of Life and Death".
However, the power behind Pei Hongping is enough to compete with the nine giant sects. Naturally, he cannot be called a first-class member of Yu Xuanzong. Most of them just took advantage of the situation to obtain the status of openly entering the wilderness.
But following Pei Hongping's words, Xi Qingheng's thoughts instantly turned elsewhere.
Xi Qingheng stood up, glanced at Gui Wujiu with a pair of phoenix eyes, and said hesitantly: "More than ten years ago, the first person in the spiritual realm to possess the combat power of the golden elixir was the number one in the Yue Heng Sect.
The true biography is from Wen Daoyou himself, right?"
"Wen Jinyuan, blameless. Which one is your real name? Or neither?"
Gui Wujiu had just revealed Pei Hongping's true identity, but he didn't expect that Xi Qingheng would later reveal his identity. Although he was surprised, it made sense when he thought about it.
After all, when he entered the deserted sea, he was blameless. Xi Qingheng and Pei Hongping were in the same boat.
After that, he visited Wanshu Pavilion three times, and Xi Qingheng was Qin Menglin's guard leader. Although Qin Menglin repaired one method every day, it was almost impossible to say that he had close communication with the foreign guests who visited Zhongqu Island.
only one.
In addition, the most important thing is that Gui Wujiu is a genius who has reached the realm of spiritual form and virtual elixir.
The reason why I couldn't think of this before is because Gui Wujiu is known as a monk from outside the state, and his aura and face have changed early. No one would doubt it without reason.
technique.
But when Pei Hongping firmly pointed out that Gui Wujiu was the pseudonym of an old acquaintance of Qudao, Xi Qingheng naturally realized it.
Gui Wujiu smiled lightly.
I saw Gui Wujiu's face becoming clear, and then the muscles and bones on his face continued to change. These changes looked like very subtle adjustments from a single point of view. But when combined together, a face seemed to have completely changed.
a person.
The white-faced swordsman was originally meditating. When he heard the words "The First True Successor of the Yue Heng Sect, Gui Wu Guo" and other words, he suddenly opened his eyes. Zhan Ran's brilliance seemed to completely cover the figure in black clothes with a sword in his eyes.
engulf.
The white-faced swordsman suddenly said: "It turns out that you are the Yin Fish and the Nine Pearls are not to blame. I heard that it took only thirty years for you to achieve spiritual form, but you can achieve such combat power. You are worthy of being ranked among the seven enemies of the nine major sects rated by my mentor.
The second person."
Needless to say, the number one ranking is probably Chenyang Jianshan Xuanyuan Huai.
However, the "seven enemies of the nine major sects" mentioned by the white-faced swordsman further confirmed that he was not a disciple of the nine major sects.
Gui Wujiu muttered: "I believe that Fellow Taoist Bai is not a demon. Is it possible that there are still sects among the human cultivators in the Ziwei world that can compete with the nine major sects?"
The white-faced swordsman was silent for a moment and said: "The period of 360,000 years is approaching, and everything is different from the past. It is not just the internal fighting among the nine factions, there are at least three new ones entering the situation."
Gui Wujiu secretly estimated that the Demon Sect is one family and the White-Faced Swordsman is the same family. He doesn’t know who the other family is.
The white-faced swordsman added: "But these are still far away. The top priority now is to deal with the current opponent. This magic monk Pei Hongping, it wasn't until I got close and pierced him with a sword that I realized that his set of rituals was exactly"
The gate with the word "rob" becomes a round and wide boundary ritual, depriving all souls of their bodies and using them for their own use. The beginning is the end, and the end is the beginning. There is no general to greet, no inside or outside. Together with the rituals, no harm can invade."
"By the time the ceremony is over, this person's cultivation will have increased more than tenfold. If the three of us join forces, we will be far from our opponents."
Gui Wujiu nodded and said, "I have a method that can defeat the enemy."
ps: I wrote more than 5,000 words today, and the second chapter is a little bit insufficient, so I will leave it to tomorrow. The third update will be tomorrow.