Fire Dragon Magic

After a while, a huge totem appeared in Liu Yun's pen.

Liu Yun put away the gold pen, turned around and looked at the crowd, "Everyone, come here."

The middle-aged man glanced at the scholar, and after seeing the scholar nodding, he walked towards Liuyun, and the four scholars followed.

Seeing that Fang Hu and the other five were stunned, Liu Yun called out again: "You five also come here."

The five people walked towards Liu Yun with some anxiety.

When everyone arrived, Liu Yun said slowly: "I have already arranged the totems to break the formation. Since the totems are too complicated, everyone needs to work together to make these spiritual formations work. First of all, the sixteen small formations inside Fang Hu, Gao Feng, Jiang Tao, and He Yue are in charge of the totems; and the four medium-sized totems outside need to be driven by consummated spirits, so they are handed over to Yun Qing and the three immortals who have consummated spirits. Friends are in charge; as for the biggest totem, the two seniors from the Condensation Stage will naturally be in charge, and I will be on the sidelines to assist, does everyone have any objections?" Liu Yun said and glanced around at the crowd.

"Let everything be arranged by the fairy friend." The scholar agreed very readily.

"You will be able to operate these totems in order. After all the sixteen small totems are in operation, drive the four medium-sized totems outside. After the four medium-sized totems are in operation, the two seniors will drive the largest totem. If there is no If you have any other questions, it's up to you."

Everyone went to their posts one after another, and when they turned around, Liu Yun raised a weird smile.

Following Liu Yun's order, Fang Hu and the others quickly injected spiritual power into the sixteen small totems.

After absorbing enough spiritual power, the sixteen small totems started to rotate slowly, releasing colorful rays of light. With the rotation of the totems, the densely packed runes on the stone pillar suddenly trembled, just like when Liu Yun tried the totem a few days ago. The same effect, these runes can never be separated from the stone pillar.

At this moment, the four of Yun Qing also took action, and the majestic spiritual power was poured into the four Zhongnong totems continuously, but the four totems failed to function for a long time, until the four people's spiritual power was almost When it was exhausted, the four totems slowly began to operate, and each totem shot out a piece of spiritual light, wrapping its corresponding four small totems.

With the assistance of four medium-sized totems, the runes on the stone pillar finally couldn't hold on, and they detached from the stone pillar one after another, and then spun around the stone pillar tightly. This is also the true face of the sealing totem in front of them.

Seeing that the four totems were fully functioning, Yunqing and the others dared to stop the injection of spiritual power. At this time, the spiritual power in their bodies was almost exhausted.

The middle-aged man and the scholar exchanged glances, and then injected spiritual power into the outermost large totem at the same time.

Seeing this scene, Liu Yun had a gloomy smile on his face.

The large totem was like a bottomless pit, under the action of the flood-like spiritual power of the two, there was no movement at all.

The middle-aged man was only thinking about the treasure sealed in the stone pillar. He was desperately injecting spiritual power into the totem, and he seemed to be working very hard. However, the scholar next to him frowned a little uneasy. Knowing a little bit, he seemed to have noticed something was wrong, he looked at Liu Yun suspiciously, his sharp eyes were like sharp swords, trying to pierce Liu Yun.

Facing the scholar's piercing gaze, Liu Yun couldn't help but take a step back, and his palms broke out in cold sweat.

"Did he find out?" Liu Yun secretly worried.

Fortunately, the scholar quickly looked away, otherwise Liu Yun couldn't guarantee that he wouldn't show his flaws.

The infusion of spiritual power is still continuing, and the spiritual power of the strong in the Condensation Stage is obviously much purer and thicker than that in the Spirit Gathering Stage. .

It was time for another meal, and beads of sweat appeared on the foreheads of the middle-aged man and the scholar. Just as the spiritual power in their bodies was exhausted, the totems in front of them finally started to work.

The large and small rune halos in the totem rotated rapidly in their respective order. Just when the whole totem was fully in operation, the totem suddenly burst into light, and flew to the sky above the stone pillar, and stretched tens of meters. The long and wide giant totem, the floodlights on the totem fell down like raindrops, rushing towards the stone pillar.

The middle-aged man, who had exhausted his spiritual energy, took a step and was supported by the scholar beside him.

What puzzled Liu Yun was that the scholar didn't seem to be in any serious trouble. You must know that Liu Yun had intentionally mixed a small totem to absorb spiritual power among these medium and large totems. In the early Yuan Dynasty, the spiritual power of the immortals was exhausted, "Could it be..."

Just when Liu Yun realized that something was wrong, the scholar's sharp eyes shot at him again, and Liu Yun's face turned pale.

"You Xianyou really have intentions to tamper with these totems, but this really helped me a lot. I don't know whether I should thank you or take revenge on you." There was a ferocious smile on the scholar's face.

"Could it be that your cultivation has reached the middle stage of Yuan Condensation?" Liu Yun tried his best to suppress the tension in his heart, and asked in a deep voice.

"Hahahaha, don't you think it's too late to know now?" The scholar raised his head and laughed.

"You, you are here, what are you talking about?" The middle-aged man who was supported by the scholar asked with some difficulty, and he couldn't understand the conversation between the two for a while.

The scholar looked at the middle-aged man with a sneer, and said with a sinister smile, "Brother, since you are already dying, why do you need to know so much?"

The middle-aged man stared and asked in surprise, "What do you mean?"

"I'll tell you what it means." As soon as the scholar finished speaking, he heard a "puchi", a blue light gushed out from the middle-aged man's chest, and immediately another fountain of blood spurted out.

The middle-aged man glared at the scholar with an incredulous look on his face, but in the end he collapsed for no apparent reason.

The scholar's move left everyone present speechless.

After being silent for a long time, the man with the scar who was sitting cross-legged on the side recovering his spiritual power suddenly came to his senses.

"Brother!~" The scarred man cried out in pain, and looked at the scholar in puzzlement, "Second brother, you..."

The scholar smiled coldly and said, "Third brother, usually the eldest brother treats you the best, so you should go down and accompany him first."

After the scholar finished speaking, he waved his sleeves, and a blue awn came out of his hand. The scarred man, who had exhausted his spiritual power, had no ability to dodge at all, and could only watch helplessly as the blue awn pierced his head.

The man with the scar stared wide-eyed and fell down unwillingly. Seeing this scene, the other two men had already curled up and shivered, so they dared not speak out.