Four hundred and sixtieth eight chapters die at a glance
Before the old man in white felt something, Mu Qingdan appeared in his courtyard in Xiaoyuzhou and Jiuxiangqiao Market.
He stood under the eaves of the corridor, and he raised his head and looked at the direction of Yinshan.
The shadow of the eaves fell on his forehead, half of his face was covered with shadows, and half of his face was filled with sunshine.
His brows frowned slightly, and his heart was moved.
His mind moved, and his figure faded, as if half melted into the shadow and half melted into the sun.
However, at this moment, several rays of sunlight not far ahead of him suddenly twisted, and these sunlights gathered into a person.
This man had no flesh and blood. He was purely composed of light, but was full of vitality.
His face was very ordinary, but when ordinary people looked at his face, they could not tell whether he was a man or a woman, because they could see his face clearly at one glance. In the next moment, the person who had seen his face,
I will forget what he looks like again.
At this time, Mu Qingdan looked at this person quietly. He would not forget the face of this person like an ordinary practitioner, but there was no difference between men and women in his eyes.
Because men and women only correspond to real flesh and blood bodies, and at this time the person in front of him condensed from light, he is like a statue of a god in the Taoist temple, like a man and a woman, and neither a man nor a woman.
His face seemed to be full of compassion, but his eyes seemed to be full of mockery and joke.
"Mu Qingdan, the Taoist of Xuan Shizhou, you have given up interfering in many things, but are you going to interfere in this matter now?" He looked at Mu Qingdan and just said this sentence calmly. He did not
Any unnecessary movement, but as his words rang, Mu Qingdan's figure became clearer again.
He returned to this space.
Or, being forced back to this space by this person.
Mu Qingdan didn't say anything, he just raised his eyebrows slowly.
The man condensed from light was somewhat surprised.
"Is this Huafan? I didn't expect you to have walked out of your own way." The light outside the person condensed by light flashed slightly. He shook his head and said, "But like many years ago, you can't change anything.
Because you will never see through the truth of this world.”
Mu Qingdan still didn't say anything.
A few dead leaves fell from a branch beside him.
These dead leaves fluttered with the breeze and fell on the man in front of him with the light condensed.
The man suddenly shines, and several bright spots of light appeared, as if several cracks were cut by these dead leaves.
Suddenly, there were more bright light marks.
The viscous light liquid surged out from the bright spots like blood.
"You are stronger than I thought, but it's useless." The man with the light shook his head slowly, his voice still calm, just with emotion, "Because we can't see through the truth of this world.
”
"Then why didn't you sacrifice?" Mu Qingdan finally spoke out, and he sneered, "Why should we sacrifice others to achieve your goals?"
“Because we….”
The man condensed with light was arrogant.
However, the moment he uttered four more words, his face suddenly changed.
Blood began to spew out of his mouth.
It's blood, not light liquid.
The man with light condensed eyes looked at Mu Qingdan. He wanted to speak, but he didn't say anything else after all.
The light that made up his body began to disappear.
Dozens of light fell on Mu Qingdan's body.
There were dozens of holes on Mu Qingdan's moon-white Taoist robe that had been washed. These lights pierced the Taoist robe and his body, but no blood flowed out.
Some gravel surged from behind him.
The light seemed to want to turn his entire body into gravel.
Mu Qingdan started coughing gently.
He coughed several times, and the gravel in the wound behind him squirted out, and the wound healed.
The man with the light disappeared, and before he finally disappeared, he shook his head and said, "It's pointless to do this. It's not something you can stop alone."
Mu Qingdan remained silent.
He took a breath slowly and exhale.
He would not think about whether it was meaningful, because since many years ago, he decided to do something to make up for the mistakes he had made, which may be the so-called redemption.
But what this person said just now was not wrong, and this was indeed not something he could stop alone.
At least now, he is powerless to interfere with what is happening in Hidden Mountain.
...
boom!
Above the Nether Jade Hall, the purple divine fire suddenly burst out.
Clusters of purple divine fire condensed like glass, all rushing towards the bottom.
The treasure in the center of this purple divine fire finally revealed its true appearance. This is a purple oil lamp. Its appearance is almost the same as that used by ordinary people, but it is crystal clear and has countless ancient runes inside.
circulation.
"Is this thing suppressing something in it?"
Wan Yehe guessed some possibility, and he pulled Wang Li's clothes in horror, unable to help but want to pull Wang Li to escape quickly.
boom!
However, at this moment, the two qi channels had completely collided, and the entire Nether Jade Hall suddenly collapsed, and pieces of Nether Jade collapsed, and the terrifying Yin Qi swept through like a wave.
"ah!"
The monks around the old man in white cried out in horror again.
Their bodies were almost paralyzed, and the true energy in their bodies could not flow.
The purple oil lamp was suspended in the air, and the essence-like purple divine fire suppressed the depths of the Nether Jade Hall like a pillar.
The moment this terrifying yin energy expanded, Song Yunyan and Wang Li, who were closer to the Mingyu Palace, had clearly seen the figure under the pillar of fire.
It was a naked corpse with an upper body.
It has disheveled hair and a tall figure. It is transformed from the body of a male cultivator.
Its whole body was soaked by the yin energy, like black jade. Not to mention the exposed skin color was deeper than that of the dark jade. Even the pair of pants on its body was soaked by the yin energy, like black iron.
In its skin, there is a dazzling oil-green light flowing. The oil-green light forms runes the size of ants, forming some mysterious patterns under its skin that are difficult to describe in words.
But what is most heart-wrenching is that it is wrapped with several green chains that have been stained with yin energy so that they cannot tell the original color. These chains tie a faint green coffin about the same size as its body.
It carried this coffin on its back.
The purple divine fire emitted by the purple oil lamp fell above its head and was suppressed by a yin energy rushing out of its head. The yin energy gushed out of its head formed an ink lotus. The two remained motionless, just like
Stillness is average.
"Is this purple oil lamp used to suppress this corpse?"
Although Wang Li was very palpitations, at this moment, many doubts arose in his heart.
This Nether Jade Hall is naturally designed to refine corpses or preserve souls, but if this purple oil lamp is used to suppress this Yin corpse, why didn’t the owner of this purple oil lamp directly destroy the Nether Jade Hall?
Since you can use such an ancient treasure to suppress this Yin corpse, you will not be unable to defeat the Nether Jade Palace.
He only felt that there seemed to be many contradictions and strangeness inside.
At this moment, everyone heard a faint sigh again.
This voice seemed full of regret.
A wonderful circle of light and shadow suddenly appeared in the void above the purple oil lamp.
It’s like a bright moon is generated, and a gorgeous colorful moon halo appears around it.
The bright light as bright as the moon was in the middle, as if a hand was stretched out and fell towards the purple oil lamp.
Wang Li was already full of retreat. He didn't want to get entangled with this strange Yin corpse, but this change made him suddenly think of a possibility.
Could it be that the fall of those god-transforming masters in Hidden Mountain are related to this purple oil lamp?
These people fell here, perhaps to snatch the oil lamp?
Almost as his body's intuition, he did not hesitate at all and directly made a big handprint of the coffin. A black and gray palm print cut through the void and hit the hand.
The hand seemed to not care about Wang Li's attack at all. It fell on the purple oil lamp and was not subjected to any backlash from the power of the oil lamp. It grabbed the oil lamp and lifted it up, but it was here.
In an instant, Wang Li's handprint hit the hand.
"puff!"
Wang Li's handprints of the dark coffin exploded like a ball of black fog, but at the same time, the hand seemed to be burned, and a few black lines appeared on the back of his hand instantly.
laugh!
A purple divine fire instantly surged from these black lines.
A sound of pain rang out.
The purple oil lamp fell from this hand.
"There is such a method that contains the power of the emperor!"
"I didn't expect that I could meet such a person... I didn't expect that I could fail."
A melancholy sigh followed by the bright moonlight.
Swish!
It was at this moment that an unexpected scene happened to everyone.
The purple oil lamp suddenly fell down, and it wrapped its divine light, directly shattering the ink lotus above the Yin corpse's head and landed on the Yin corpse's head.
laugh!
A fluffy of black ashes surged from the Yin corpse's head. The purple oil lamp burned through the skin above its head and continued to sink.
This Yin corpse did not make any sound. It was not known whether it was unable to stop the purple oil lamp from sinking, or it had directly ignored its existence for the time being.
It suddenly raised its head, and a substantial light shot out from its pupils.
puff!
Not far from the old man in white, a monk in white didn't even have time to make a horrified scream. His vitality dissipated, and the strange aura in his heart veins bloomed, and a crimson flower bloomed.
"What method is this!"
"How come there is such a terrifying method!"
The group of people screamed in shock again.
But at the same time, the Yin corpse looked at one of the monks coldly again.
puff!
The monk was still exclaiming, but the Yin corpse could see it at first sight, and strange aura burst out from his heart, a crimson flower bloomed.
"I'll die after just one glance?"
Wan Yehe was extremely frightened, so he opened the coffin board that was suspected of being a coffin and drilled it inside.
"The two monks seem to have the lowest cultivation level among them."
At this moment, Yan Yan's voice sounded in Wang Li's sea of consciousness.