Chapter 40: Yunxiao Sword Qiyin Illusion

What Ning Chongxuan didn't look into was the array of gates. When he entered the room, he discerned a little, and went to the place where the most powerful imagination was.
Fang Xing was not far away, and suddenly felt abnormal, suddenly looked up, and saw a white light falling from the top door.
His eyes suddenly froze, and the sword beside him buzzed, and Jiuer flew up. As soon as he blocked the horizontal sword, he placed it in mid-air and couldn't fall. Seeing what it looked like at the moment, it was a burst. Strange flying knife formed by gas.
This knife was unreliable and seemed unwilling. It flew up to the high place and was cut again, but this time it was still blocked by the magic sword. After so many cuts, the white light on the knife was gradually radiating. It was dim, showing no support. On the contrary, the Qi Jian Qi Qi became more and more powerful, and the sky was full of rippling lights. The last sword groan and a flash of rainbow light actually cut the blade into two parts, and then turned again. , One of them was involved in Jianmang and disappeared.
Deep in the battle, the skinny old man's chest was stuffed and angrily added: "Bad my sword? Could it be that I can break my spell?"
He held the flag, held the flagpole with both hands, and swung it hard.
Following his approach, the small half of the blade left in the field suddenly jumped away, turning the sword light off, turning into a dysfunction, and chopping down.
Ning Chongxuan's look was calm and abnormal, and he did not dodge. As the mana of the whole body was stirred up, three clusters of tops on the top door stunned and flew countless glittering sword qi from the inside. In the waterfall, every point that falls, it will be worn away a little, but in just half a breath, it is eliminated to the size of a coin.
Finally, when he arrived in front of Dening Chongxuan, there was only a few grains of rice. He reached for one hand and grabbed it in the palm. After looking at it, he flicked it with his fingers, completely shattered it, and waved his robe sleeve. He was turned into a blue sky. The air sword with a stalk-like appearance like the magic sword faintly flashed for a moment and disappeared.
This cloud is a thousand swordsmanship, when fighting with people. The sword qi is twisted, which can capture the opponent's air machine and use it for his own use.
If the air machine is full, one more air sword will be assigned, from ten to one hundred, from one hundred to one thousand. Often within one breath, you can achieve a thousand swords together.
If the opponent does not have the means to deal with it, it is very likely that he will be defeated face to face in a stormy offensive.
Yi Ning Chongxuan now has mana, although he can already control thousands of sword spirits. But at most, he can only maintain ten breaths. This is the limit that he can reach now. If he wants to go further, he can only improve his performance and reach the triple realm of Yuanying as soon as possible. Only then can this skill be truly exerted.
Seeing that his own means had been broken, the skinny old man suddenly felt at a loss, and it took him a long time to return to God.
He was a small disciple born from the six demon ancestors. Although he had cultivated this infidelity, his own knowledge was shallow. Seeing that the sword failed to come, it was because he had too much power on the method, and he had been too underestimated. So failed to do merit.
So he bit his tongue and sprayed a few mouthfuls of blood on the flag, gathered together in the array of inspiration, but urged a flickering white-air flying knife on the altar's confession, looking sharp. Cold. It is sharper than that last time.
Because the mana was used up a lot, he looked very bad at the moment, and he managed to raise a finger, and the flying knife left the confession and flew away. Then the plane machine turned, almost blinking, and killed Ning Chongxuan.
At the moment when the sword broke through the void, Ning Chongxuan felt it immediately, and he was inspired. The magic sword had already been lifted upwards and intercepted the flying sword. This time, a golden iron came. The sound of impact.
Judging only by sound, I know that the knife is much denser than the mouth last time, but it is still to the point where it does not pose a threat to him. Abrade the knife thoroughly.
After finishing this thing, he continued to go forward, not too far, but again a slash of light, and then twisted it like the first two times.
On the way down, there was a constant attack of knife light. He saw that his opponent was just repeating the previous action, as if he was very anxious to kill himself, but the tricks were not changed at all, and there was never even an assault. When he was neutral, he made some judgments. The person in this main battle was afraid that he had no experience in fighting.
The skinny old man tried his best, but he could not kill his opponent, and his heart had become very restless.
He was also in a dilemma at this moment. Yang Poyu allowed those who were in the line to stay in line. He could retreat when he saw something bad, but others could, but he was different.
Earlier this time, he boasted of going to Haikou and threatened to stop Xuanmen for an hour. For this reason, Yang Poyu had to give a rare jade, but before the next two moments, he abandoned the battle and left. Huncheng religion flatly will not spare him.
Moreover, for this formation, he sacrificed most of his life blood. If he did not succeed, he would have to wait for his return.
A bit of fierceness floated on his face, and he grabbed his hand and grabbed his chest, his skin twitched, and he dug out his own heart. With a pinch, there was a drop of black blood dripping from his fingers and fell on In front of the altar.
As soon as the blood was stained, the overcast wind on the stage suddenly began to whistle, and there was a thick wicked evil spirit coming down, continually gathering, and finally a three-foot-long Uman flying knife condensed in the sky.
After doing this, shake the body, the spirit has abandoned this tattered flesh, floated out of the door, first looked back at the array of hate, then rose up and fled straight out of the array.
This knife gathers all the clever things in the array. Once a stranger approaches, it will be launched, but even he can't control his own. After he gathers out, he quickly gets away, fearing that he will be late, and he will be chopped together.
At this moment, Ning Chong was not far from the altar of alchemy. At this moment, he seemed to notice something. His eyes suddenly chased in one direction, but he caught a ray of flying shadows, stretched out his hand, and a sharp sword light flew to the thousand feet. , To cut off that ray of spirits on the spot.
Just at this moment, the whole array suddenly trembled, as if it were turned upside down, a sky-knife gasified Wuguang stood up, and then cut off from the sky.
His eyes were calm, and he stepped on his feet, and started to move around in small air. His body flickered in the air, and he went to the altar. He didn't even look at the chasing sword. Ten thunders flew down and burst the altar to pieces.
As soon as the altar was destroyed, if the battlefield was broken, the air knife would become passive water, and would tremble in mid-air, then dissipate like smoke.
After a short while, a ray of skylight dripped from the top, and the whole array burst completely in a rumble.
In the other direction, Zhaoyou Yimai's disciples were attacking the West Road with a few elders from Han Cang.
After Liu Yanyi broke the first three bursts by himself, he stepped down temporarily, replaced by Wei Zihong, and went back to Xingshu Fei Gong to meditate. As for Tian Kun and others, they were co-ordinated to prevent unexpected changes.
In addition to the disciples of the Cang Cang group, Wei Zihong is also the head of the Yaoyin group. In response to the fight back, he actually carried dozens of magic weapons in one breath, the number of which was astounding.
After he enters the battlefield, he does not come to fight with you at all, and directly sacrifice magic weapons to attack. If one is not possible, add another.
This made it clear that the generous family base was used to oppress others, so that the defenders on the Mozong side could not do anything else, and they were defeated in succession. He was broken up by three bursts when he got angry. When he got the fourth map, he saw him across. It was also not hard-topped, but he retreated and retreated.
The elder elders who accompanied him shook his head again and again. When the magic weapon reached a certain number, it was really difficult to resist. At this moment, it was to change him to defend the team, and the result was the same.
Because Wei Zihong had not consumed any mana along the way, the fourth array was broken, and he wanted to slap his breath and take down the fifth array. After the two of them tens of miles away, the elder Wu suddenly said, "Wei Zhenren, And move slowly. "
Wei Zihong stopped his body and arched his hand, saying, "Elder Chen, but is something wrong?"
Elder Wu looked around and said in a deep voice: "There are weird places here, I'm afraid I'm already in the queue."
Wei Zihong was stunned and immediately vigilant. Although the elder in the door was cultivated to resemble him, he had a life span of more than 900 years, was well-informed, and had a lot of experience. He was afraid to say anything about this person. Slightly scornful, looking around, but did not see any clue.
The elder grandma closed her eyes for a moment, then suddenly looked at one place, and a flying crane came from there with a child on it. He said, "That's the case."
He snapped his fingers, a magical force provoked, and the flying crane wailed, and he fell from the sky, and the child also fell to the ground. After landing, he suddenly disappeared.
Wei Zihong looked for a moment, and said, "Elder Li, am I waiting in a magic circle?"
Elder Wu said: "From this moment on, Wei Zhenren, remember to be cautious, and not to have thoughts. There is a picture in the Yuanzhang Gate called 'Yin Shen Zhen', but it is somewhat similar to the situation in front of you ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Wei Zihong kept his heart in mind, and calmly asked, "Dare to ask Elder Li, I don't know what way to go? "
Elder Wu said quietly: "If it is really the" yin array ", you can imitate all kinds of powerful characters I have seen, and if they are killed, they will surely die. , When it doesn't matter. "
Wei Zihong nodded his head. This is indeed a matter of caution. If he accidentally reveals his master Zhang Yan, how can he fight?
Just at this moment, in the sky, it was heard that someone was singing loudly, and there was a Taoist star with a feather star in the distance.
Elder Wu looked up and frowned, "This man has a mysterious atmosphere. When he is not in the Demon Sect, I don't recognize this person. Can you know Wei Zhenren?"
Wei Zihong was surprised: "I don't recognize it."
As soon as the elders thought, what suddenly came to their minds, his face changed, and he yelled, "Quickly cover up the magic knowledge."
Wei Zihong got this reminder, but also came to his senses, and he was busy doing tricks to block the magical powers on him.
The elder Wu sighed and said, "Neglect, I should have thought that this arrangement of Mozong is aimed at your magic weapon. The characters here are manifested in the mind. You can imitate the people you see. Your magic weapon comes from the Yaoyin faction. The person who is manifested by the opposite person is most likely the former Yaoyin faction! "
... (to be continued).