"Hmph!" Seeing this, Fang Qingyun continued to hold the spells in his hand. With a false move, the thunder blade moved slightly, and its tip slowly penetrated into the thunder and lightning cage.
"The blue thunder is vertical and horizontal." He softly uttered a mantra, Fang Qingyun retracted and released, the blue light on the thunder blade flashed rapidly, the goshawk's eyes gradually lit up like lapis lazuli, a blue light flashed from the handle, and then flashed.
Passed by and shot out from the tip of the blade.
One, two, three...Thunders as thick as a child's arms penetrated into the electric light cage, either cutting across or piercing straight, making a series of "crackling" sounds, and all of them went straight towards the giant crane.
At this moment, the trapped giant crane still showed a disapproving look. After several thunderbolts were attached to its surface, red light and green light lingered together, it felt slightly impatient and lightly swept the crane.
Fang Qingyun glanced down, then retracted his right wing, and then gently extended it.
"Pop" followed by a crisp sound, something like "Crazy Thunder Heavenly Prison", something like "Cang Lei Zongheng". Fang Qingyun's spells were all like paper, and they were smashed into pieces by it. Even the thunder blade made a sound.
Wailing, "Danglanglang" fell on the branches.
"Pfft..." A mouthful of blood spurted out, and Fang Qingyun's face turned pale, and then "thump thump thump" he stepped back a few steps, panting sharply as he looked at the giant crane in front of him, not daring to move at all.
"Brother...brother, what on earth is this...this monster?" Brothers Sima witnessed the whole fight between Fang Qingyun and Juhe. The two of them asked themselves that they were not as smart as Fang Qingyun. They saw that he was still easily defeated by Juhe even though he tried all his skills.
, Sima Shangwei thought that even the elders in his family might not have such cultivation, he couldn't help but said in horror.
"Second brother, I'm afraid this giant crane doesn't have the cultivation level of Qi Transformation Realm." Sima Shangde looked deeply at the giant crane and said with lingering fear when he remembered that she had just waved her right wing to disintegrate Fang Qingyun's offensive.
"Then... then why didn't the members of the clan find it when they entered the valley before? The Ten Evergreen Sects went into the valley to investigate countless times, openly and secretly, but they never found such a powerful spiritual beast?"
"This..." Sima Shangde had no idea for a moment. After pondering for a moment, he glanced at the Huangyan Wutong at his feet and said with some hesitation: "Perhaps, maybe it is because of it. I have never seen this Huangyan Wutong before? Why?
As soon as it appears, the giant crane also appears."
Sima Shangwei couldn't think of a better explanation after much thought, so he nodded and said: "If this giant crane really came here for this reason, it will be difficult for Fang Qingyun to obtain the treasure, so the deal between us and him...? Brother,
What should we do now?"
"Let's wait and see how Fang Qingyun responds. It won't be too late to make plans then."
Just as Brother Sima was talking, suddenly, a streak of colored light flashed across the top of the tree crown, and a petite shadow darted in from among the branches and leaves, rushing towards the red cocoon.
Seeing the colorful light rushing down from top to bottom not far from the giant crane's head, what is surprising is that the giant crane didn't even hear it, letting the colorful light fall straight down, and plunged into the red cocoon.
Seeing such a change, Fang Qingyun was stunned at first, and then became furious. He couldn't afford to offend the giant crane, so he forcibly raised his true energy, activated the thunder blade, and planned to bypass the giant crane and force the colorful light to retreat.
But what he never expected was that the giant crane sat back and watched the colorful light invade the red cocoon, but was only hostile to him. Before the thunder blade could advance far, the giant crane waved its wings and slapped it again.
fly.
"You... you're good..." Fang Qingyun wiped the blood from his mouth. He was furious and was about to open his mouth to curse. Suddenly he saw Juhe staring at him with an unkind look, which frightened him to spit in his mouth again.
He swallowed back the vicious words he said.
Seeing what happened in front of them, not only Fang Qingyun, but also the two Sima brothers couldn't figure out why the giant crane showed a posture of clinging to the red cocoon, but just ignored the colorful light. For a moment, the three of them were helpless.
, I had no choice but to let the red cocoon change, as if it were alive. The red clouds flowed on its surface, and strands of colorful energy filled the air.
All this happened outside in just a few seconds, and Lang Fei and the other three who were trapped in the beast soul formation were not idle either. This boy did not believe in evil at first, and Cong encouraged the Chu family siblings to blast the barrier wildly.
Exploded, but no matter how hard the three of them tried, the formation wall did not change at all. During this period, driven by the Sima brothers, countless beast souls hidden in the void took the opportunity to attack, several times in a row, making the three of them angry.
He scolded endlessly, but he couldn't do anything about the barrier in front of him.
"Boy named Lang, do you have any treasures hidden? Take them out quickly, otherwise, the 'red cocoon' on the tree will fall into Fang Qingyun's hands."
Hearing Chu Hailan's words, Lang Fei smiled bitterly and said: "The only ones that are useful in the current situation are those fire spirit stones, but none of the three of us can activate the fire energy contained in them.
Although it is a useful weapon, it will not help the problem."
"Ah?" When Chu Hailan heard this, his mouth opened slightly, and in a blink of an eye he changed his expression to a flattering one, and said: "Brother Lang, I can't see that you are quite wealthy. The fire spirit stone you just mentioned,
Can you give me a few dollars as a gift to my sister?"
"This little girl is quite familiar. She used to call me a hooligan, a stooge, and even coveted Xiaobai'er, but now she has the nerve to ask for the Fire Spirit Stone." Lang Fei secretly cursed a few words, smiled faintly at Chu Hailan, and said
: "I'm sorry, this fire spirit stone is something that my friend left with me. Lang Fei can't decide it, but I will disappoint Miss Chu."
"Hmph!" Chu Hailan snorted angrily when he heard this, stuck out his tongue, and scolded: "Stingy guy."
Seeing this, Lang Fei ignored her and thought to himself: "As for the treasure, my master Xumi has eight hundred if not one thousand in his belt. If anyone wanted to give it to everyone, wouldn't the family fortune have been ruined long ago?"
Thinking of his savings over the years, Lang Fei was secretly pleased with himself. The images of those treasures flashed through his mind one by one. While he was thinking silently in his mind, he suddenly felt stunned and remembered something he had recently acquired.
"Here, here!" In the blink of an eye, the boy fumbled around in the Sumeru belt for a long time, and then took out something with a happy face.
"Haha, why did I forget it?" The Chu family siblings followed the sound and saw something in Lang Fei's palm with his hand. It was the tattered black flag left by the black-clothed monks in Bone City two days ago.
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He raised his head and glanced at the Ghost Hundred Ghost Flag. When he felt the gloomy and evil aura emanating from it, Chu Hailan's pretty face changed, and he took a few steps back, pointed at Lang Fei with a frosty face, and said: "Okay, so you actually
It’s a demon.”
Lang Fei was stunned when he heard this, and replied without raising his head: "You are the demon."
"Humph, you don't admit it? Then tell me, why do you have such evil magic weapon in your hand?"
Seeing that Chu Haiying also frowned, Lang Fei gently shook his somewhat tattered flag face and said: "This is something I got from the hands of the demon Taoist in the Bone City Realm a few days ago. If I am really an evil sect monk, how can I
How dare an ambitious leopard dare to show off in front of three elders?"
"Humph, who knows whether what you said is true or false." Chu Hailan gave him a look, and although he accepted his argument in his heart, he still replied stiffly.
This time Lang Fei didn't speak. He glanced at her and took out the shabby piece of cloth from his Sumeru belt that recorded the method of worshiping ghosts and ghosts, and began to study it.
Seeing him like this, Chu Hailan pouted and looked at Chu Haiying with a displeased expression, but saw him shaking his head at her with a solemn expression, so Chu Hailan snorted lightly, stamped his feet, and said no more.
Just like that, after a while, Lang Fei raised his eyebrows, put the piece of cloth back, and then stood up with the Ghost Hundred Ghost Banner.
"Brother Lang, what's going on? Is there a way to solve it?" Seeing that he didn't say anything, Chu Haiying couldn't help but ask.
Lang Fei glanced at the ghost Baigui Banner, which had suffered severe damage under the small bright light fire formation and looked extremely damaged, and said: "We will only know if it is useful after trying it."
Chu Haiying nodded, pulled Chu Hailan and stepped back. After they were far away from Lang Fei, they both stood still and raised their eyes to watch him perform the spell.
"The yin and yang rotate, and the underworld guides the way." As the magic formula changes, Lang Fei chants softly, then bites the tip of his tongue, sprays a mouthful of blood on the flag, and then changes his hand skills to make the big yin and yang rotating dharma wheel seal.
At this time, the blood stains on the flag slowly disappeared, and a bloody Yin-Yang picture appeared on it. Then, the Yin-Yang fish turned, and a vortex slowly appeared in the center.
"Disease." Seeing that the tattered Ghost Hundred Ghost Banner was still useful, Lang Fei felt happy. According to the piece of cloth, he changed the seal again to the soul-drawing formula, and pointed towards the gray void.
"Sister Lan, look." As Chu Haiying exclaimed, a vague head of a heavenly ghost slowly appeared in the void where he pointed. Then, the mist in the barrier moved without wind, and naked eyes appeared one after another.
The visible gray energy roared loudly and was torn and pulled into the statue of the ghost.
At this time, Lang Fei's expression suddenly changed, and while his body was shaking, beads of cold sweat slid down his forehead. Then, he continued to use one technique, and the other hand tremblingly reached into the Sumeru belt, and competed with the six meridians.
As a result, a whole bottle of Lingyuan Dan was poured into half of the bottle.
The Chu family siblings were amazed by his actions, but they didn't know that Lang Fei was in an extremely difficult situation at this moment. The Ghost Hundred Ghost Banner is indeed the magic weapon that is said to be the closest to a spiritual weapon, but its initial sacrificial refining technique is not
People in the Reborn Realm can control it. As soon as the sky ghost statue in the void took shape, Lang Fei felt that all the true energy in his body had been sucked out. When the first gray air was inhaled, he felt as if his whole body had been hollowed out.
Normally. Then, with the influx of the second gray energy, the empty Dantian could no longer squeeze out a trace of true energy, and the essence and blood in his heart flowed uncontrollably to the Ghost Hundred Ghost Banner in his hand. Seeing this, Lang Fei was shocked.
, hurriedly tried to disperse the magic spell, but no matter how it drove it, his right hand was as numb and could not move at all. At this moment, the magic form had been completed, and he could not stop it. In horror, his mind turned around in an instant.
After countless thoughts, he finally thought that he still had a bottle of Lingyuan Pill in his hand that had a miraculous effect on Qi Transformation Spirits. He didn't care whether the violent energy of the pill would burst his weak body, as if he was grasping at the last straw.