Chapter 142: Borrowing the Hand of the Old Monster
The woman leaning in front of him has a graceful body, crystal clear skin, and peerless appearance, but there is pain between her eyebrows. She is still trapped in the formation and cannot extricate herself.
Wang Yuan pinched Xuan Yantian's beautiful long neck roughly, without any pity or sympathy.
One hand was wrapped around Xuan Yantian's waist, and he gently pulled her up. His right hand was like an iron clamp. The neck that was pinched by Wang Yuan's right hand became crimson, making it even more touching.
The hunchbacked old man put his left hand to his mouth and coughed a few times, and beat his hunchback with his right hand. The sound was as unpleasant as a broken bellows.
Faced with the crisis, Wang Yuan could not think of any good solution for a moment, so he hid his whole body behind Xuan Yantian's jade body, looked at the hunchbacked old man from the corner of his eyes, and increased his strength in his hands.
If Wang Yuan hadn't known that Xuan Yantian was in the formation, he would have thought that this stunning woman was in a beautiful dream, but the sorrow between her eyebrows showed that she was not that good.
Wang Yuan didn't know why the old man broke free from the shackles of the formation, but now he had to worry about his own life.
"Self-proclaimed meridian!" Wang Yuan shouted towards the hunchbacked old man.
The hunchbacked old man shook his head and said in a hoarse voice: "No, how is it possible for me to let you self-identify your meridians? It's better not to take this road, little one. As long as you let go of Xuan Yantian, I can guarantee that I will only abolish your cultivation and...
I won’t kill you.”
It seems that the old man is giving in, but in fact, there is no difference between destroying a monk's cultivation and killing him. For the monk, life is even worse than death!
Wang Yuan's face turned cold and he whispered: "It seems that you still think that I don't dare to hurt her!"
As he spoke, he withdrew his left hand from the slender willow waist, and a burst of ice flame appeared. With the help of the power of extreme ice in Ice and Fire Tai Chi, this cold air instantly enveloped all directions, causing the hunchback to tremble.
"I'll let you see how I hurt her!"
The palm of his left hand slapped Xuan Yantian. At the moment when the hunchbacked old man wanted to reach out to stop him, it suddenly landed on Xuan Yantian's jade-like back.
"puff!"
Xuan Yantian couldn't extricate herself from the formation, but she still had consciousness. She was deeply hurt by Wang Yuan's blow.
The old man with a hunchback roared loudly, and his bent back tried to straighten up, making a "creak" sound. He pointed at Wang Yuan and said coldly: "Little baby! Let go quickly, you can't hurt her!"
Xuan Yantian's identity made the hunchbacked old man have to think carefully. If he watched Wang Yuan destroy Xuan Yantian's fragrance in front of his eyes, he would not be able to escape the fate of death.
The hunchbacked old man also thought of killing Wang Yuan, but the result was that Xuan Yantian died. He killed the rest of the people in order to silence him, and he took possession of the treasures in the entire pagoda. But after comparing it, he decisively killed this idea.
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He clearly understands the power of the Immortal Path. It is impossible for him, a monk who is only in the Nascent Soul stage, to escape from the pursuit of the Immortal Path after killing these arrogant disciples. Even if he escapes to the three realms of demons and demons, it will not work.
, this is a big event that can make the head of Immortal Dao come forward!
The corners of Wang Yuan's eyes trembled slightly. He was not a soft persimmon who could be exploited by others. Moreover, he was not related to Xuan Yantian, and they had different views. He would kill him if he wanted to. He only cared about the old man's reaction and attitude.
Now it seems that the old man has relaxed.
"Seal the meridians. If there is any small movement, she will not just vomit a mouthful of blood!" Wang Yuan coldly shouted.
The hunchbacked old man looked deeply at Wang Yuan, shook his head helplessly, and touched the meridians all over his body with one hand. In an instant, his spiritual energy sealed itself, and not a trace of spiritual energy spread out from his body.
Then the hunchbacked old man slowly walked towards Wang Yuan, and said with a gloomy smile: "Little boy, let go of Xuan Yantian quickly. I am no longer a threat. You'd better take the opportunity to escape, otherwise when I break through the seal, I will definitely kill you."
You were cut into pieces!"
Wang Yuan didn't believe the hunchbacked old man's lies, and immediately shouted coldly: "Stop there, don't move!"
If he got too close, Wang Yuan had to be cautious. He didn't dare to confirm whether the hunchbacked old man had really sealed his meridians, and he had no chance to investigate, so he asked the old man to stop there and not get close.
The old man smiled sarcastically, his wrinkles were all piled up together, "There's no need to worry about it, little kid. You see, I don't even have the ability to open the storage bag anymore."
As he spoke, he put his hand on the storage bag, and at this moment Wang Yuan suddenly yelled: "Don't move!"
But the old man's movements were extremely fast. His hand was already on the storage bag. At this moment, Wang Yuan gave a loud shout, hugged Xuan Yantian and immediately ran out of the formation.
The old man somehow managed to open the storage bag, and immediately bursts of bloody red strange mist filled the place.
"You can't run away. Even if you use Xuan Yantian as a life-saving magic weapon, I can't save you this time!" The old man smiled sinisterly, and the seals all over his body broke through, and his body quickly merged into the red mist.
When Wang Yuan wanted to step out of the formation, red mist instantly enveloped his body, and all he could see was this strange gas.
His spiritual consciousness and naked eyes were all useless, and he could only see clearly within a one-meter range. Wang Yuan tightened his right hand and glanced back and forth within this one-meter range with an ugly expression.
"Sure enough, he still has a trick up his sleeve. He is really going to push me into a panic. At worst, I will die together with this arrogant disciple of the Immortal Dao!"
With this strange red mist, Wang Yuan's perception of the formations also quietly lost contact, wandering in place.
With his eyes flickering, he wiped the storage bag, and a "chirp" sound immediately sounded. The poisonous poisonous centipede landed on his shoulder and chirped. Hundreds of pairs of feet moved irregularly.
The looks complement each other.
"Go!" With a low voice, the Poisonous Poisonous Centipede blended into the red mist, looking for traces of the hunchbacked old man.
At the same time, the "shadow of deduction" suddenly appeared in Wang Yuan's body, and he began to deduce where the exit of the formation was under the influence.
In just a moment, a roar sounded in the depths, and a giant tail swept out, which was the enlarged body of the Poisonous Poisonous Poisonous. The Poisonous Poisonous Ecstasy kept roaring, and all its legs straightened up.
Fortunately, the space within the formation has been infinitely enlarged, so that it can accommodate the body of the Poisonous Centipede, which is a hundred feet in size.
Lines appeared in Wang Yuan's eyes, and with the help of the "Shadow of Deduction", complex symbols were formed in his eyes. This was only produced after a certain level of understanding of the battle method.
Suddenly, the enchanted poisonous centipede let out a long and shrill roar, retracted its giant tail, screamed, and quickly transformed into a normal size, got into Wang Yuan's storage bag, and hid.
Obviously, the Poisonous Poisonous Ecstasy was injured by the hunchbacked old man in the red mist. That was an old monster, and the Poisonous Poisonous Ecstasy was only in the late stage of transformation.
"Nine doubts cauldron!"
A large golden cauldron containing mustard seeds appeared above the head. The cauldron buzzed loudly, and mysterious symbols and characters were intertwined from time to time. The pressure of the middle-grade spiritual weapon was naturally formed.
"In my name, awaken the sealed people and fight for me!" Using the formula of the cauldron, dozens of black shadows appeared.
Most of these people who were captured by Long Bin in the cauldron were in the early stage of transformation, and a few were in the late stage of transformation. They could only be summoned by Wang Yuan after breaking through to the late stage of transformation.
Dozens of black shadows rushed into the red mist. Wang Yuan took this opportunity to immediately deduce the formation. He was trapped here and could only die.
The hunchbacked old man trapped Wang Yuan here, but he did not show up head-on. He was afraid that Wang Yuan would really kill Xuan Yantian before he died, so he was just delaying time so that more immortal disciples could break through the formation.
It didn't take long. According to the connection with the "Nine Mysteries Cauldron", Wang Yuan's expression changed, but as expected, all the people he summoned were killed one by one, and dozens of people were lost!
Now is not the time for heartache, the space in front of you has already started to ripple, and the formation is about to be opened.
The figure of the hunchbacked old man appeared at this moment, walked out in front of Wang Yuan, and stared at Wang Yuan, "Little boy, it is useless even if you escape outside the formation, I will always follow you."
Wang Yuan didn't pay attention to the old man's blabbering. He waved his hand and the formation in front of him melted away. He stepped back to the second real space. The hunchbacked old man sighed slightly and followed him.
Returning to the second floor, the stone statue of a middle-aged man stands in the center, very prominent.
The old man came with Wang Yuan, and this was the first time he saw the stone statue. With the old man's vision and cultivation, he immediately concluded that there seemed to be something attached to the stone statue.
He turned his eyes a few times, but at this time he was not staring at Wang Yuan, but instead focused on the stone statue.
"Haha, little boy, you brought me here, but you didn't expect such a huge opportunity. You must have discovered the difference in this stone statue when you came here, but you didn't break it due to lack of cultivation. This is not
Have you fulfilled me?"
If he wants to follow Xuan Tianlan and Long Lingdu, as the person who protects them, even if he finds treasures along the way, he will not be able to get them.
But it was different here. Xuan Tianlan and Long Lingdu were both in the middle of the formation. It was only a matter of time before they broke through the formation with their qualifications. At that moment, the hunchbacked old man had already made up his mind. He must take away the stone statue in front of him!
Wang Yuan hugged Xuan Yantian, his right hand did not relax, and he kept staring at the old monster. Seeing the old monster approaching the stone statue, he sneered inwardly.
The old man with a hunchback caressed the stone statue with his weathered hands. He was not practicing reverse cultivation, but he couldn't find the hint of heaven-defying intention in the eyebrows of the stone statue.
When the old man's hand touched the stone statue, four golden haloes appeared, vaguely connected to each other, which was the middle-aged man's magic weapon "Immortal Binding Rope".
Wang Yuan spent three days and still couldn't take away the object with the help of formations, so Wang Yuan gave up the desire to take it away, but now he had a way in his mind, which required the cooperation of the hunchbacked old man.
When the four golden halos appeared, the hunchbacked old man stepped forward, his eyes lit up, and he exclaimed: "It's really a magic weapon from ancient times, haha!"
He laughed, his Nascent Soul stage cultivation gathered in his hands, and he reached out to pick up one of the halos.
Wang Yuan saw this and not only cursed secretly, the four golden rings were obviously a set, and it was impossible to take one alone.
Sure enough, the hunchbacked old man howled in pain and immediately took his hand back, as if it had been scorched by a hot flame.
The hunchbacked old man looked at his hands, frowned his eyebrows, and gradually improved under the influence of spiritual energy.
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