Three hundred and thirtieth chapters fight a happy
It's just that this fairy palace has an ethereal aura, and the rumbling fairy sounds permeate the entire magical space. Lin Du stopped moving forward, not because he didn't want to, but because he didn't dare. There was always a dangerous aura rising and falling in his heart.
Lin Du is worthy of being the only direct disciple of Guiyi. Not to mention his scheming and cultivation, he can resist this big temptation. Under unknown circumstances, he chose to leave this place, and the teleportation array worked. The communication was just arranged.
With the teleportation array, Lin Du left this mysterious space.
At this point, the scene in the jade slip came to an end. Wang Yuan was silent and returned the jade slip to Lin Du. After thinking for a while, he said: "Fellow Daoist Lin, that place is indeed a treasure, just from the momentum and scale of the palace.
Look, it’s not an ordinary thing.”
"Finding wealth in danger, wouldn't you Dong Daoyou be tempted by the treasures in the Immortal Palace?" The Immortal Palace mentioned by Lin Du refers to something that is beyond his cognitive scope to some extent. It is just a generalization and is not a relic of an immortal.
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"I'm tempted, of course I'm tempted." Wang Yuan said truthfully, "I guess Fellow Daoist Lin already knows what kind of characters there are on that continent. Can Fellow Daoist Lin guarantee our safety?"
Lin Du smiled slightly: "You don't need to worry about this matter, fellow Daoist Dong. Although I can't guarantee safety, another person can do it."
Wang Yuan knew that Lin Du did not just tell him this matter, but that there was a third person, so he asked: "Then who is this person? Is it the ghost of the 'Yu Family' Yu Fusheng?"
"Haha, Taoist friend is really good at joking. Of course he is not from the 'Yu family', let alone Yu Fusheng, but someone else."
Wang Yuan nodded and didn't care. In his opinion, it was just those few candidates, but who still had to wait a little while.
At this moment, a jade slip came flying at an extremely fast speed. Lin Du stretched out his hand to catch it and said, "He is coming."
Suddenly, billowing ghost energy came from all directions, and the powerful pressure shook the space. A voice that was neither male nor female came out: "Lin Du, I came to keep an appointment, but you called someone else.
Could it be that you don’t trust my strength?”
Wang Yuan raised his eyebrows and knew from his memory that he had heard this voice before. At this moment, the billowing ghost energy gathered into an egg-shaped sphere and fell to the ground suddenly.
The black egg cracked open, and an evil boy came out. He was probably only about ten years old, but it was this appearance that Wang Yuan could still remember. This person was Pu Ying, a disciple of the "Grudge Sect", the first sect of ghosts.
He was of the same generation as Wang Yuan and was a proud disciple of that period.
However, Pu Ying looked down upon Wang Yuan as soon as he appeared, and looked at Wang Yuan with disdain. At first glance, it seemed that he was not a disciple of any sect or family, and the contempt in his eyes was even deeper.
Lin Du took a look at Wang Yuan's face and saw that Wang Yuan did not show any displeasure. His opinion of Wang Yuan improved a lot, and he quickly smoothed things over and said: "Fellow Taoist Pu, this Taoist doesn't like his reputation to be leaked, but his strength is.
There is no doubt about it.”
After a quick glance, Pu Ying clearly understood Wang Yuan's cultivation at this moment. She was half-believing in Lin Du's words and said in that weird voice: "Humph, Fellow Daoist Lin, this is no child's play. That place is dangerous and unpredictable. If you bring someone
If you are a burden, neither your life nor mine will be saved."
Wang Yuan interrupted Lin Du's words, looked at Pu Ying coldly and said, "If you have any opinions about my cultivation, Daoist Pu can test it himself."
This makes it obvious that he is going to have a battle of wits with Pu Ying.
Pu Yingchen laughed and said disdainfully: "You also said the word "fellow Taoist"? Today I will let you see the gap between you and me!"
Wang Yuan's eyes flashed, and without saying a word, he retreated, because where he was just now, several dark arms stretched out from the ground, which were obviously not good things. This Pu Ying was indeed a powerful opponent, but the more this happened, Wang Yuan
Yuan's stubborn character was aroused. He didn't dare to face the disciples of these sects directly before, but now it's different. Wang Yuan has the qualification to fight them head-on!
When retreating, he held up two flame lotuses with both hands, burning with surging flames, baking the space into wrinkles. The two lotuses flew towards Park with the sound of breaking through the sky, inciting terrifying power.
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Lin Du's expression remained unchanged. He knew that if this matter was not resolved, it would be very difficult for him to resolve the matter, especially in that strange treasure land. If someone had ulterior motives, that would be the real danger.
Lin Du still knew a little about Pu Ying, who was also a ghost cultivator, but what he really wanted to know was Wang Yuan's strength, and he wanted to get some clues from this battle.
Pu Ying's body turned invisible, his ghostly aura filled the sky, and he transformed into countless skeletons. His whole body was surrounded by skeletons of different sizes and flew into the air. Wang Yuan's two flaming lotus pedestals also turned and soared upwards.
Mixed with the power of extreme fire of the blazing Yang Qi and the body of ice and fire, the power of the Flame Lotus Platform was greatly increased, and it was a powerful spell in Wang Yuan's hands.
Pu Ying's whole body turned into a ghastly ghost aura, and immediately a ferocious giant skeleton flew out of the ghost aura, opened its huge mouth and swallowed two lotus flowers.
"Arrogant and arrogant!" Wang Yuan shouted, changed the magic formula in his hand, and detonated the lotus platform with his thoughts. Suddenly, the earth cracked, the space collapsed, and the giant skeleton was exploded by the powerful destructive force from the inside, causing sharp screams.
The sound dissipated in the sky.
At the same time, Wang Yuan wiped his storage bag and grabbed the ghostly soul-killing flag in his hand. It immediately grew in the wind and formed a banner several feet tall. Evil laughter continued to spread from it, spreading to hundreds of people in the surrounding area.
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At this moment, the soul-killing flag has become a powerful magic weapon for ghost cultivators. With Wang Yuan's flick, countless souls flew out with incomparable anger, and derived phenomena such as demons and ghosts hundreds of feet high. Holding the
The magic weapons were waved towards the gloomy ghostly aura.
Pu Ying was deeply hidden in the ghost energy, and was slightly shocked. She didn't expect that the opponent's combat power was so strong in an instant. Could it be that he was hiding his cultivation?
There was a bell hanging around Pu Ying's neck, just like a gift from a mortal mother to her child. Pu Ying threw the bell in the air and silently recited the magic formula. The bell suddenly grew larger and swayed to make a ghostly sound.
"Woo, quack, tsk, tsk..."
Various harsh sounds hit Lin Du, who was watching the battle from a distance, his expression slightly changed, and he used his cultivation to resist this nihilistic attack.
Defending the various soul visions that rushed forward, a strange scene occurred. Starting from the first soul, the invisible body was broken inch by inch, as if it had been cut apart by countless sword energies. For a time, countless souls fell apart.
, floating in the air, like a big black river spreading in the air.
Wang Yuan's face was slightly cold. He grabbed the soul-killing flag and took back the damaged soul. He changed his hand from one hand to two hands, and like waving a big flag, he suddenly waved a gust of black wind, which contained the power of Wang Yuan's power.
The drunken rain ups and downs spell.
The black wind that has the power to put the soul to sleep blew up, blowing away Pu Ying's ghostly aura, revealing his true face. His face changed a little, not casually, but gradually became angry with the flames. Pu Ying must be serious!
"It's so careless to be caught off guard by this person! However, this person must have hidden his cultivation level and which sect he is a disciple of, but I, Pu Ying, will definitely defeat you and let you know the difference!"
Pu Ying turned his right hand and took out a square object engraved with complex mysterious marks. He closed his eyes tightly, and black light immediately emitted from the square object. This black light formed a black seal, like a big hand dialing
Open the clouds.
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The black seal collided with the spreading wind of ghost energy, and the strong energy cut the ground deeply, forming an air lang that was several feet high and spread violently in all directions.
Wang Yuan secretly took a mouthful of blood and never spit it out. When the aftermath hit, he had already been blessed with Sumeru Divine Light and Fierce Yang Qi all over his body.
The square object in Pu Ying's hand was full of cracks. He felt a little pain in his body, but he still gritted his teeth and broke open the square object. Suddenly, an extremely powerful force was transmitted from it, and the black light became stronger, and he suddenly smashed the square object.
The black wind fanned by the soul flag broke through.
At this moment, there was a feeling of parting through the clouds and seeing the blue sky. The chaotic atmosphere around him gradually calmed down, but the ruins and huge craters on the ground all showed how much damage was contained in that seemingly simple blow just now.
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Pu Ying's face changed from disdain to shock, then from shock to anger, and at this moment, from anger to paleness.
"Come on, are you scared?" Wang Yuan's voice contained strong fighting spirit. He just felt excited, but Pu Ying stopped taking action.
However, Wang Yuan knew that neither he nor Pu Ying had used their full strength, and both had stronger back-ups.
When Pu Ying heard that Wang Yuan's voice had surpassed him, he was immediately furious. He thought that as a disciple of the first sect of Ghost Dao, he had once been brilliant and was regarded as a thorn in the eyes of all the sects, and he felt arrogant in his heart.
Today, an unknown monk shouted for a fight, and he was a little embarrassed. Therefore, he planned to use all his cultivation to kill this person, even if he didn't go to the precious land!
Pu Ying raised her eyebrows, and a thought came out. A thought that contained the idea of slaying demons and slaying immortals turned into reality, forming a strange-shaped sword. This sword seemed to be made of a bone, with curves and barbs.
The sword blade can exert maximum power when piercing the monk's body.
This is the same method as Wang Yuan's idea to form the "Seal of Life and Death" and the "Gate of Life and Death", but it is obvious that Pu Ying is very familiar with controlling this power, which is far beyond what Wang Yuan can match. This is the advantage of the sect, which can provide Pu Ying with
Tailor-made "Taoyuan" that suits him.
As soon as the sword came out, Pu Ying immediately flew over. The one he wanted to kill was Wang Yuan!
Lin Du's expression changed drastically. Unexpectedly, things had changed. From the initial sparring to a fight between life and death, Lin Du was worried about Wang Yuan. After all, that bone sword had killed many monks, and it had been witnessed by all monks for many years.
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But Lin Duyi looked at Wang Yuan and saw that Wang Yuan was calm and focused. He also wanted to see what Wang Yuan's thoughts were. Lin Du immediately took back the step he took.