The blue stone slab cracked and spread out like a spider web, and billowing black gas instantly flew out of the cracks, and there was an ear-piercing hissing sound.
The four of them each took a few steps back, and Tan Qian quickly put away the compass. It was a very powerful magic weapon and could not be lost.
The black energy spread instantly, its radius continued to expand, and the four people were suddenly enveloped in it. Apparently, the four of them thought that the formation of the blue stone slab had been activated, which meant that Tan Qian failed to break the formation.
After a few breaths, the entire main hall of Nuo was enveloped in black energy. The sound was shrill and unpleasant, and the soul was actually affected. Even if you use your cultivation to seal your ears and eyes, you can't stop the sound.
After a while, there was only billowing black air floating around but there was no sign of danger. The tense minds of the four people immediately relaxed. After all, no one knew what kind of existence it was in ancient times and what the effect of the formation contained in the blue stone slab was.
Just when the four of them breathed a sigh of relief, scarlet eyes suddenly appeared in the black air, and a pungent fishy smell rushed into their minds, but these eyes contained endless anger and unwillingness.
Wang Yuan looked at these eyes intently and put his right hand between his eyebrows. If any danger appeared, he would throw out a large number of "Thunder Thorn Beads" without hesitation.
The other three people also took out magic weapons that could save their lives and moved closer to each other.
Suddenly, countless bloody eyes stared at Wang Yuan, bursting out with unprecedented anger, and the roars became even more tragic and indignant. Those eyes all moved forward, seeming to surround the four people.
A trace of surprise flashed in Wang Yuan's eyes, and a green sword light suddenly appeared above his head. They all flew out under Wang Yuan's finger. The black energy was shot through by the green light, forming a strange scene of holes.
But those eyes were not afraid, and did not show a trace of fear. When the flying sword pierced them, they exploded and disappeared. In a few breaths, Wang Yuan pierced countless eyes with the flying sword, but
The weird sound is still there.
Withdrawing the green flying sword, Wang Yuan looked forward intently and said in a deep voice: "Without further ado, I'll wait to see what's under the blue stone slab. The longer it takes, the higher the chance of something going wrong!"
Lin Du, Tan Qian and Fu Qi nodded one after another, and the four of them moved towards the blue stone slab.
But when the four people approached, countless bloody "eyes" flew out from the ground crazily. Just like before, these eyes all rushed towards Wang Yuan.
Fu Qi shouted coldly, and threw out countless fist shadows. Each punch could take away many eyes. These eyes seemed to have no offensive power.
The bloody eye that just flew out in an instant was destroyed by Fu Qi. Wang Yuan took the opportunity to dodge and unfold his figure, and immediately saw what was under the floor!
It was an earthen urn, shaped like a gourd. Endless black energy came out of the earthen urn. When Wang Yuan saw the earthen urn, strange eyes flew out.
But this time Wang Yuan could really see clearly what those eyes were.
"Is this a soul?" These eyes are embedded in the black air that is about to disappear, because in the black air that flies out of the earthen urn, their colors are almost the same and cannot be distinguished clearly.
Suddenly the earthen urn vibrated, a powerful aura came out of the earthen urn, and countless souls began to hover on the earthen urn.
Wang Yuan's pupils tightened, "Not good!"
Then his body immediately retreated, but the endless black energy rolled back like a sea dragon sucking water, and Wang Yuan's body was surrounded by countless souls and rolled towards the earthen urn.
Wang Yuan made a preliminary confirmation and confirmed that the earthen urn was similar to a sealed ancient magic weapon. If these souls were to bring it in, he would be sealed with these souls and suffer the pain of being sealed. That was not what he wanted.
As soon as I wiped the storage bag, I took the "cloth bag" that had never been used in my hand. With a shake, the mouth of the cloth bag opened, and a suction force came out of the cloth bag, resisting the suction force.
Countless souls are wandering between the cloth bags and earthen urns, including Wang Yuan.
Fu Qi, Tan Qian and Lin Du didn't dare to get close. Moreover, they thought that the mysterious Wang Yuan could not solve the problem and they would be trapped in the trap themselves. What's more, each of them had selfish motives.
The earthen urn began to jump, and suddenly the stopper of the earthen urn popped open on its own. An illusory arm quickly stretched out to grab Wang Yuan, and the words "let me go, let me go" rang in Wang Yuan's mind.
.
These words, which were similar to attacking Yuanshen, made Wang Yuanshen dizzy, and the two sides were in a state of balance. However, because Wang Yuan was distracted, the black energy sucked his soul back in an instant, and Wang Yuan's body began to shake.
At this moment, the arm also stretched out, and with a pull, Wang Yuan's body was really pulled into the earthen urn that was disproportionate to his body!
Fu Qi was shocked, but only Fu Qi quickly stepped forward. She punched the earthen urn, but it bounced away. The magic weapon from ancient times was not something that her cultivation could break.
The black energy in the entire hall disappeared at an extremely fast speed and returned to normal, but one person was lost in this short period of time.
Fu Qi frowned, her eyes flashed with a strange light, she stepped forward and took the earthen urn in her hand to observe it carefully. The earthen urn was simple in shape, with rough patterns carved on it, and countless figures were half-kneeling on the ground.
There is a small circle above their heads. The small circle is very different from the size of the human figure, but I don't know why these people are afraid of the circle.
Tan Qian came closer, he pondered for a moment, stared at the earthen urn, and said in a deep voice: "Fu Qi, the life or death of fellow Taoist is unknown, but then again, he is not acquainted with us, he just...
He just has some advantages in the country."
Fu Qi turned around, looked at Tan Qian coldly, and said in a cold voice: "What do you want to say?"
Tan Qian smiled slightly and said: "This formation was broken by Tan, so this object should also belong to Tan!"
"Impossible!" Fu Qi waved her hand and looked at Tan Qian contemptuously and said, "According to the previous agreement, it will be distributed equally in multiples of four. Now there is only such an earthen urn in the entire hall. Now that I have obtained it, do you still want to snatch it away?
!?"
Tan Qian raised the corner of his mouth and said coldly: "Fu Qi, it seems that you have forgotten one thing, that is, rely on your own strength!"
There is a crack between the three paths!
Tan Qian's manifested body is a huge tree, and his hands are the countless branches of the giant tree, wrapping around Fu Qi.
Fu Qi didn't want to argue. Since Tan Qian had betrayed her, all she had to do was fight back. But Fu Qi glanced at Lin Du and saw that he didn't seem to want to participate in the matter. She immediately clenched her pink fist and her demonic energy flew into the air.
Next, the tyrannical strength in the delicate body gathered on the pink fist, and punched the branches that were entangled.
"Chichi."
Countless branches were broken into pieces by Fu Qi, and when the broken branches fell to the ground, they turned into demonic energy and flew back to Tan Qian's body.
Tan Qian's body shrank for a while, and his talent as a demon cultivator was fully revealed. His body became dry, wrinkles appeared on his face, and his hands turned into two long whips.
"Fu Qi, do you think Tan is afraid of your 'Thunder Thorn Bead'? Haha, Tan has his own magic weapon to deal with that bead, so you should hand over the earthen urn obediently, so as not to harm the relationship between you and me!" With that, Tan Qian
His two hands, that is, two whips, struck Fu Qi crosswise with a force that split the sky.
Lin Du looked thoughtful. He withdrew from the area when the two were fighting. His cautious character made him repeatedly doubt Wang Yuan's identity. This time he did not intend to fight for the earthen urn, but also to see what Wang Yuan was like.
What's the trump card?
Fu Qi temporarily put the earthen urn in her storage bag and focused on dealing with Tan Qian. She let out a scream, and a spear appeared in her hand, stirring up a gun blossom. There was a faint vibration in the space, and the spear stabbed out from both sides in her hand.
Two times.
The two seemingly simple thorns contain the magic cultivator's control over power. They are absolutely pure and do not waste a trace of magic energy. These two thorns contain the power of Fu Qi's whole body, not to mention that the spear in her hand is also a good one.
magic weapon.
"Bang bang!"
Tan Qian's two long whips were injured by the gunfire lingering in mid-air and broke every inch. However, the broken long whips grew rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, and recovered in the blink of an eye!
Tan Qian sneered, stretched out her double whips, and struck Fu Qi on the back in an instant. Immediately, Fu Qi's clothes were torn open on her back, two ferocious red marks appeared, and her fair skin was looming.
Fu Qi's throat felt sweet, she spat out a mouthful of blood, and circulated the demonic energy in her body. The two red marks turned into ugly scars under the exaggeration of the demonic energy.
"You are looking for death!" Fu Qi shouted coldly. After all, she is a woman and she still values her appearance very much. Tan Qian has successfully aroused Fu Qi's anger, the anger of a demon cultivator!
Fu Qi actually put away her spear, her face was covered in frost, she glared at Tan Qian, she lightly clicked and flew towards Tan Qian quickly.
With one palm strike, the palm wind turned into a huge demonic palm, which struck Tan Qian overwhelmingly, mixed with Fu Qi's angry blow.
The ever-changing symbols flashed on the palms. This was obviously a very advanced spell and was not transformed by demonic energy.
"Demon Slaying Immortal Palm!" This is a relatively powerful spell in the second-class sect where Fu Qi belongs. Fu Qi obtained it in exchange for her contribution to the sect. It is quite powerful. If she were in her prime, this palm would be
The power is much greater than it is now, otherwise I wouldn't have such a domineering name.
Tan Qian's expression changed. There were only so many second-class sects, and each second-class sect knew each other very well. Tan Qian instantly recognized the spell and was deeply aware of the power of the giant palm. He did not dare to resist the spell head-on.
Demonic cultivation emphasizes the body, not magic, but when combined with magic, the power is doubled!
The giant black palm roared through the space, while Tan Qian placed countless branches in front of him to form layers of barriers, trying to delay time.
However, he still underestimated the power of this palm. With one palm, countless branches were instantly wiped out with the power of destroying the ancient world, and a huge amount of demonic energy burst out.
"boom!"
The main hall was shaking constantly, and the main hall floating in the air was a little precarious, but it was finally corrected.
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