Yan Ji watched Boss Qing and the two chatted casually, but Yan Ji was keenly aware of the inextricable relationship between Boss Qing and the Wen family.
He has been in Wen Mansion for thousands of years, and there are many things that even he doesn't know about, but Boss Qing knows them very well.
Kewen Mansion has not trained many strong men over the years, but there are not many who can reach the level of Qing Boss, and Yan Ji knows everyone.
"Old Yanling, I know you are guessing my identity. There is no need to guess, you can't guess it at all." Boss Qing said.
"I have deep feelings for Wenfu and Qingdu, but this time, I want to destroy him!"
The battle in Tilanyan is related to the life and death of Wenfu and Baiyang Sect. Wei Changli and Cizhao people are confronting each other. Gu Po and Chaoyin take the opportunity to escape and deal with Changji together with Tapir Lingguan and the other three.
The flute sounded, and the sound reached Mr. Changjida's ears, and two phoenixes rushed towards him, one from the left and the other from the right.
"Feng Qiu Huang, what a great song!"
Mr. Nagayoshi praised him, using the crutch in his hand as a pen, using the sky and the earth as paper, he drew several lines horizontally and vertically in the air.
Before this phoenix could get close, a cage made of ink lines trapped it.
"Spirit Cutting Sticker"
A pair of small characters flew out of Chang Ji's sleeves, and a slash character turned into slashes all over the sky. The Feng Qiuhuang used by Chaoyin Wangxian at the ninth level was actually torn apart.
Changji was also at the ninth level of Wangxian. They had never thought that people in the same realm could possess overwhelming combat power.
When Chaoyin's flute changes its tune, there is nothing pleasant to play next. It is noisy and chaotic, just noise. The sound can arouse people's emotions, and such music can make the listener feel angry.
"Crying in the Night"
As soon as the song came out, Changji's world turned into darkness. In this dim world, crows could be heard everywhere. It was very noisy. Crows were attacking Changji from all directions.
To an outsider, the scene seemed a bit strange. Chaoyin was playing, Changji closed his eyes and listened, and neither party made any move.
This is the scary thing about musicians, they can kill people invisible even in full view of the public.
Wu Yetiao can still influence his opponent with his tone of voice, and the attack of his voice is directed at his heart. If he cannot suppress this noisy and noisy voice, Changji will have no chance of winning.
Facing the crowd of crows coming towards him, Changji simply let go of his defenses and stood still among the thousands of crows.
Some bold crows even landed on him and began to peck at his body crazily. Changji completely treated his body like a pile of carrion and let the crows eat away at it, and one even pecked out his eyes.
Chaoyin has never seen anyone respond to Wu Yeqiu like this. He kept playing, but cold sweat dripped from his forehead involuntarily.
"Hurry up and take action. This old man's mood is too high. My Wu Ye Ting can't shake him at all!"
Upon hearing this, the tapir spirit official wrapped Changji with his own spiritual power.
"A Thousand Dreams!"
Changji, who was crying in the dark night, fell into a strange dream again, and everything around him turned into a terrible nightmare.
Gu Po also released a large number of Gu worms. These Gu worms did not fly directly to Changji, but instead devoured each other in mid-air, until they formed a huge black beetle with horns on its head.
"It would be too polite to kill such a strong man directly. He might as well become my puppet!"
The Gu worm landed on the top of the head, bit a gap along the skull and penetrated into the body.
"It's done!"
Gu Po looked happy, as long as the Gu worm entered her body, no matter how strong a person was, it would be difficult for her to escape her control.
The others also breathed a sigh of relief when they saw Gu Po succeed.
But Changji has been sitting under the landscape penholder for nearly a thousand years, and his mind is as tough as steel. How could he be affected by Wu Yexi and those dreams.
Just when Gu Po was proud, Changji's body shattered into pieces and turned into a mass of ink in front of everyone.
When Changji appeared again, he was directly above the heads of the three people.
"The only person in the world who can trap me with Wuye's cries is Mrs. Linglun. You are still far behind, little girl!"
Some ink spots were stained on the three of them, and Changji's eyes became cloudy.
"Ink Spirit Curse, seal!"
This Black Spirit Spell is somewhat similar to the Soul Suppressing Talisman. A huge spiritual power suppresses all the spiritual power of Chaoyin and Gu Po in their bodies, making it impossible to mobilize them at all.
"Ink Spirit Curse, choke!"
Those inconspicuous ink stains on the body became the most deadly attack. They were just black spots half the size of a fingernail, but a black arm stretched out from inside.
Such an attack is really unbelievable. The three of them did not expect that they were both at the ninth level of Wangxian, and would be so passive.
This big hand directly grabbed the throats of the three people, and the three of them felt the pain of suffocation.
At the critical moment, a ray of white light exploded, and the ink spirit that trapped the three people was destroyed by the white light. The three people gasped violently. They were only one step away from death when they faced such a weird attack just now.
The Ninth Level Wangxian only had a life span of 800 years, while Changji used a secret method to keep himself in a state of suspended animation and lived for more than 1,700 years.
Whether it was Gu Po or Chaoyin's attack, he had already seen through it, and Changji had already prepared a response before they even attacked.
However, these three people knew nothing about Changji's methods. Changji's veteran combat experience and terrifying strength were clearly demonstrated just now.
"Don't think that just because you have a numerical advantage, you are sure of victory. The old monster you are facing is the Enlightenment Master of Ink. Even a trace of ink can kill people invisible." Cizhaoren reminded.
"It turns out that Master Mo became enlightened!"
Only then did Gu Po suddenly realize that this was a special enlightenment in the Wen family. In the past thousand years, no one had been able to inherit this kind of enlightenment, so few people knew about it.
Gu Po muttered something, there were many corpse caves around Tilan Fang, and now there were noises in these corpse caves.
When the rotten corpses appeared one after another, even Changji changed color slightly.
"No matter how many times I see the Gu Master's methods, I still feel sick to my stomach," Changji said.
The people imprisoned in Tilanyan are all very powerful. The Gu Po has been hiding in Qingdu for many years, and the Gu insects raised by the corpses of these strong men have some pretty good cultivation.
These corpses ejected from the ground one by one. Mr. Changjida's spiritual power burst out in his palm, and the corpses headed by him exploded into a pile of rotten flesh.
But a Gu worm can be drilled out of these carrion, and with the Gu worm as the center, the corpse that was just destroyed is once again reorganized and restored!
As long as the Gu insect is not eliminated, the corpse controlled by the Gu master can be said to be immortal.
"Ink spirit spell, bind!"
A group of ink stains turned into raindrops in mid-air and sprinkled down. These ink spots turned into ropes to lock the corpses together, and then another section was nailed to the stone wall.
The rope made of ink dots seemed thin, but these powerful corpses were unable to break free at all.
Changji prepared, but the prisoners in the prison suddenly began to riot collectively!