Sorcerer

There is a thick darkness all around, like ink, soaking the entire jungle in it.

On the path in the forest, there was a sound of footsteps "Xixisuosuo", small and dense, and there may not be hundreds of people walking all the way.Apart from the sound of footsteps, the hundreds of people lined up in the darkness like a long snake, advancing quickly, without any sound or lights.

The leader looked back. In the distant sky, there were a few lights, which were the direction of Xiqu City.

There was a nightingale-like sound in the team, and the whole team turned to the left after hearing the news, in order.

This team stepped in the darkness, listening to the voice of the nightingale, turned left and right, and kept moving towards the east. Soon it was getting farther and farther away from Xiqu City, and the faint lights in the city could no longer be seen.

In the four fields, there are only insects and birds, and occasionally one or two high-pitched beast roars from the north, tearing through the night sky, ferocious like blood-stained wounds.

The leader still didn't relax at all, staring at the surrounding fields closely, as if he could see something from the inextricable darkness.

He suddenly let out a nightingale cry, and the entire team stopped instantly, and all footsteps disappeared immediately, except for breathing and heartbeat, the surroundings were full of sounds of the night.

There was a sound of wind, an unnatural sound of wind, coming from behind.

There are mood swings.

The leader frowned instantly, staring at the way he came from.

An immeasurable light suddenly lit up in the sky, like the sun hanging high, illuminating the entire forest like daytime.The team of hundreds of people immediately had nothing to hide, and all of them were exposed under the lights.It's a member of the Bijia Liaojing Cultivation Group, and the leader is the group leader, Gu Dagger.

At the same time, the infinite light also illuminated four figures standing on the treetops, two men and two women, an old man with a hooked nose, and a young man with a smile on his face. They were Venerable Dajue and Chi Mo.The other two women were both covered with scarves.

The four of them watched coldly the formation of the team below and did not stop them.After the people below settled down a bit, one of the masked women said, "Head Gu, are you leaving just like that?" The voice carried the texture and smell unique to middle-aged women.

Gu Dagger stared at the other party, said: "The water in Xiqu City is too deep, Gu can't afford to swim." He recognized the identity of the middle-aged woman at a glance, but he didn't dare to point it out.

The middle-aged woman said: "I remember that at the expanded meeting of the League, Head Gu swore an oath to advance and retreat with the League. It's not moral to go like this."

Xiqu City has been messed up like this, and Gu Dagger is well aware of the dangers involved.In terms of the embarrassing position of Bijialiao Xiqu's fourth, if he participates in it, he will probably be sacrificed as cannon fodder by the three majors. Besides, the Cha family is so powerful that he doesn't even want to touch the ancient dagger, so he brought it with him overnight. The cronies leave the city.

He looked at the four people standing on the tree branch and said: "All the colleagues in the League are excellent, and there are not many such shit-stirring sticks like Gu."

The middle-aged woman said: "If you stay in the city honestly, we will treat you as if you don't exist. It's a pity that you have to go out of the city because you are in a hurry to sell the League to Wen Cangyuan?"

Gu Dagger did have this plan. As far as Ruyi is concerned, none of the realm repair groups in Xiqu City can escape the suspicion, and among them, the top four realm repair groups in Xiqu City are the most suspect.Gu Dagger wanted to surrender to Wen Cangyuan as soon as possible, so as to show his attitude and try not to be implicated in it.

Now that the plan is discovered, naturally it will not work.Gu Dagger had no choice but to express his attitude to the people who came, saying: "Gu took these people, he just wanted to go as far as possible. We will not interfere in any form in the matter of Xiqu City. After this time away, we will Find a place to live in seclusion, and don't ask about foreign affairs."

"Speaking in plain language." Chi Mo sneered, and clapped the domineering long knife in his hand, "I still believe in Cang Xue in my hand."

Gu Dagger's complexion changed, and he said coldly: "These people around Gu are not soft persimmons that people can knead at will, why bother to die?"

"Just being fourth in a small city of Xiqu, do you really think you're someone special?" Chi Mo's figure suddenly fell, falling like a boulder to the top of a tree. During the landing, a dragon spinning The shape of the body has been woven, and the whole person is like a gust of wind sweeping across the desert, carrying the scattered branches and leaves flying all over the sky, and sweeping towards the team of Bijia Liao.

Bijia Liao and his team quickly wove the artistic conception attack, but the whirlwind seemed to have magical power, involving all the artistic conceptions, and then threw them out, only a few boundary-breaking spells fell on him, and they were also caught by him. The solidified protective artistic conception disappeared.

Gu Dagger looked at the tornado-like shadow, feeling terrified in his heart.What this person wove seems to be a common big whirlwind, but it is as overbearing as a typhoon passing through, and even the artistic conception can be unscrewed. This is by no means a simple artistic conception.

The middle-aged woman said to Venerable Dajue: "Chi Mo, who has both form and spirit, seems to be all thanks to the teachings of the Venerable."

"So-so, the momentum is enough, but it's not delicate enough." Venerable Dajue said insincerely. At Chi Mo's age, he was already very satisfied with being able to play at such a level.If you really want to play so sophisticatedly and delicately, you can't do it without more than ten years of effort.

The whirlwind had already swept into Bi Jialiao's team, and several members of the team were covered in blood and broken limbs, and three or five people were killed in an instant.There were no screams in the forest, and the group members of Bi Jia Liao seemed to be dumb, at most they just let out a muffled grunt, and they dispersed like swimming fish, and began to weave artistic conceptions one after another.

Zhuang Da's canthus cracked, and he held up a crescent-like long knife, and a sea of ​​anger was blessed upwards, and his whole body turned into a raging wave, rushing towards the whirlwind, slapping on the whirlwind continuously On the top, the water takes advantage of the wind, and the momentum is like a waterfall hitting a rock.

This raging tide was created by the ancestors who were chased and killed by the enemy, forced to go out to sea by boat, and hit the boat when encountering huge waves.

The artistic conception style of the predecessor who created this artistic conception was originally completely different from this artistic conception, but when he saw the irresistible natural disaster and the miserable displacement after the natural disaster, he burst into tears. Before he died, he wrote in a tearful style, Draw six views of this artistic conception.

Under Zhuang Da's slashing attack, the whirlwind retreated more than ten steps in a row, and then the two artistic conceptions collapsed at the same time.

The two stood facing each other a few steps away, Zhuang Da's eyes seemed to be cannibalistic, Chi Mo looked at the three people on the tree with his eyes, saw Venerable Dajue's expression of approval, immediately became excited, and looked at the three people in front of him with a sneer opponent.

Gu Dagger pursed his lips tightly and did not speak. Life and death fights are never easy to talk about, and he didn't expect the four people in front of him to have any kindness. He looked at the battlefield, but suddenly weaved a boundary-breaking curse of the evil arrow , shot towards the immeasurable light hanging in the sky, and instantly shattered the immeasurable light.

"Scatter and hide, and wait for the opportunity to destroy the artistic conception of light." Gu Dagger quickly issued an order, and then the figure shuttled through the forest like a ghost, and the whole figure seemed to melt into the night suddenly.The actions taken by the other people in Bi Jia Liao were also very similar, as if a breeze entered the house, invisible and invisible.

There was a sneer at the corner of Gu Dagger's mouth, in the dark night, people like himself are the kings.

The immeasurable light soon came back on, but the woodland below was already empty, and all the members of Bijialong's regiment disappeared with the darkness, leaving only a bloody clearing and bloody corpses all over the ground.

Surrounded by death-like silence, the occasional chirping of insects sounded like the sinister smile of the god of death.

Chi Mo stood at a loss, but the three people on the tree remained unmoved, and strengthened the monitoring and scanning to detect the artistic conception.

After a while, the expression became a little solemn, and the middle-aged woman said: "What a brilliant hidden artistic conception, fluctuating with the wind, it seems to be nothing."

Venerable Dajue said: "It doesn't look like the artistic conception on the mainland, Miss Meng, what do you think?"

"It's Ziji's Wind into the Night." Miss Meng's voice is very pleasant, like a Yaoqin in the night, mysterious and melodious.

"Zi Ji?" Venerable Dajue had some impressions of Zi Ji, and was a little surprised, "You mean Zi Ji who was expelled overseas by Jian Shuangcheng thousands of years ago?"

"That's right. I read the memoirs of Zizang Patriarch a few years ago. Following the wind into the night is Ziji's signature artistic conception. You can't go wrong." Miss Meng is very sure of her judgment.

"I didn't expect Ziji to come up with such a way to resurrect the dead." The middle-aged woman sneered.

In recent years, the realm cultivators who were exiled overseas thousands of years ago have returned to the mainland one after another. The method used by Zi Ji is to mix with Bi Jia Liao, slowly climb to the top, and gradually take Bi Jia Liao as his own.This method can be said to be a unique method, and the process of implementation was very smooth. Unfortunately, they were unlucky and got involved in this maelstrom in Xiqu City.

"Hmph, it's just the useless school that was swept out of the mainland thousands of years ago. I want to see what they are capable of!" The Venerable Dajue said, with one big arm, the artistic conception fluttering like wings, and the whole body is like an eagle. Predating, falling straight into the dense forest.

His claws are like hooks, and the trajectory between flicking and retracting is like a fisherman casting a net, and two figures are pulled out of the forest in an instant.Venerable Dajue turned his claws into fists, hitting the tops of the two people continuously.There was no abnormality in the appearance of the two of them, but their eyeballs were crushed into balls in an instant, and blood spurted out from the seven orifices.

A short nightingale's cry suddenly sounded in the forest, and then dozens of boundary-breaking spells struck towards the boundless light in the sky.

Miss Meng didn't wait for the Boundary Breaking Curse to strike, she took the initiative to disperse the infinite light, and her figure fell off the branches.While falling, an artistic conception has been woven in an instant, and the whole person suddenly becomes as sharp as a knife. With the flick of five fingers, five invisible sharp blades flew out in an arc, hitting five open places respectively.

Two corpses suddenly fell down in two of them, and the other two bloodstains also appeared and disappeared, and only one was silent, as if it was a real open space.

The middle-aged woman also started to kill, jumping around in the forest like a spirit fox, and a dead body appeared every time she landed.

Chi Mo didn't have such a good detection concept, and his fighting experience was not rich enough, so he couldn't grasp the positions of Ziji's people at all. Only the dragon's spinning concept kept going, like a strong wind passing through, blowing the branches and leaves in the whole forest.However, everyone in Ziji had been prepared for a long time, Chi Mo's Longxuan didn't even meet half a living person.

Everyone in Ziji in the forest didn't make a sound, but no matter whether they were injured or dead, they were all silent without exception, as if those who fell were puppets one after another.

Ziji's style focuses on secrecy, all kinds of light, shadow and sound will be eliminated intentionally in daily practice, even if he is dead, he will try his best to keep silent.

The silence made this killing extraordinarily weird, and the faint chirping of insects was the only burial song for each life.

In the face of the enemy's slaughter, everyone in Ziji began to fight back, and various artistic concepts floated out one after another, moving with the wind.

Most of the artistic conception in the Ziji school is undulating and introverted, silent, stopping in the darkness, as if cutting the darkness, making the night wind carry a chill and tension.Under the stimulation of this atmosphere, the vellus stood up like a hedgehog, exploring the murderous changes.

However, these artistic conceptions did not pose a threat at all to the four people who were killing. When the artistic conception hit them, they were easily resolved. Even Chi Mo, who was the weakest, was under the whirlwind of the dragon. .

The two scimitars shuttled through the night sky like ghosts, soundlessly and erratically trajectories, gradually approaching Chi Mo.At the moment when the dragon's rotation stopped, it suddenly attacked, and with lightning speed, one handle was cut towards the chest, and the other was cut towards the neck.

Chi Mo's pupils suddenly dilated. Although the darkness blocked his vision, the dangerous aura came so sharply that it seemed to pierce into his soul, making every muscle in his body stretched to the extreme, subconsciously pulling Cangxue held the knife in front of her chest.

"Ding!"

In the silence, there suddenly sounded a crisp sound of gold and iron striking each other.

Before Chi Mo had time to rejoice, a sharp killing intent easily cut through his protective artistic conception, cutting towards his neck.

Chi Mo's mind suddenly became empty, as if he heard the scream of the soul, and something seemed to burst out of his body.

"Chong!"

A graceful jade hand protruded from Chi Mo's shoulder, carrying a touching fragrance. When the wrist was turned, five fingers flicked like willow branches, and swung at the back of the scimitar, instantly pulling the scimitar away. It crashed into the depths of darkness like a meteor.

is her!

Chi Mo sniffed that wisp of fragrance, and seemed to be able to feel the black and white eyes in the night, rippling like water, so mysterious and soul-stirring.