Xianlu Spring and Autumn

Hearing the words no matter the winner or loser, Feng Tutu frowned.

When he came all the way, he had already thought about how to kill the monks in the formation, but in the end he found that he gradually felt like riding a tiger, was he trapped or killed?If you want to kill the other party, how can you kill him?With people like myself, can you beat a monk with a three-heart runner?

You know, they are already ghost cultivators, and when they die, they really die, and even their souls completely disappear.

"Brother Dao, it's really dangerous for you to enter the battle alone, why not wait for them to come together."

Feng Zuchui is naturally very confident in the formation he has set up, but it is a bit difficult to say about Feng Guhe.

Feng Guhe snorted coldly, and said via voice transmission: "Tell me how to get out of the battle, even if I lose to him, I won't be able to die inside!"

After finishing speaking, he paused and said, "Besides, I haven't lost yet!"

At the end of the speech, a bit of determination appeared on the face of this lonely monk.

"I have already refined the belief avatar technique in the clan, even if the deity dies here, I will not die completely!"

Feng Guhe said again via voice transmission.

"... Faith in clone technique?"

Feng Cucuu was startled when he heard the words, and was a little dumbfounded, as if he didn't expect Feng Guhe to do this.

In fact, if the other Feng Clan rushed here, they would also be stunned and shocked to the point of trembling.

This secret technique called Faith Clone is a secret technique created by the dead Wind Clan in the Black Temple. It is absolutely impossible for the living Wind Clan to learn it. Only the dead Wind Clan whose body is already illusory can split the body The second is to cultivate successfully.

In this process of cultivation, the most important thing is the power of faith of the Feng Clan. It is said that only the most pious descendants of the ancestor gods of the Feng Clan also have the descendants of the most gifted cultivation talents.Only then can he be recognized by the ancestor god of the wind clan, and protect his body from death when he is separated with the power of faith.

The process is mysterious and mysterious, since this supernatural power was created by a priest of the Wind Clan.There are very few Wind Clans who have cultivated, and many monks died when they separated their bodies, so there are fewer and fewer Wind Clans who dare to practice.

Over time, this supernatural power.It has also become one of the magical powers of the Wind Clan that has been shelved.

Unexpectedly, Feng Guhe learned it!

After the cultivation of this belief clone technique, there is no difference between the clone and the deity, as long as the deity keeps practicing.The avatar will also continue to grow stronger. If the deity is killed, the avatar will become the new deity, and even a new avatar can be refined again.

That is to say.After mastering this belief avatar technique, Ruo Ruo has an extra life.As long as the deity and the avatar do not die at the same time, they can extend their lives in the future, which is really a life-saving trick for monks.

Feng Guhe didn't show his clone, obviously.Such a thing must be left in a secret place, maybe in the Wind Clan lair on the fourth floor.

"Brother Dao's statement...is it true or false?"

Feng Tuchui asked in disbelief.

"Of course it's true, am I stupid enough to take my own life as a joke?"

Hearing this, Feng Guhe glared at him angrily.

Feng Tucu nodded slightly, with a look of extreme envy in his eyes, not without jealousy.

In this generation, the five genius monks have lived up to their reputation.

"Cutu, don't be in a daze, tell me how to get out of battle immediately!"

Feng Guhe said again through voice transmission, his voice was already a little cold, and the fighting spirit in his eyes was even stronger.

"Brother Guhe, your primordial spirit... that guy..."

Feng Guhe seemed to have anticipated his worry, and said directly: "Don't worry, even if he dies in the battle, that guy won't be able to catch my primordial spirit, and get a way out of the formation from my primordial spirit."

After finishing speaking, Feng Guhe looked at him with an unusually solemn expression, and said through voice transmission: "Cutu, if I really lose to him, I will definitely explode my soul in the end. This person is in the formation, and he can't hide even if he wants to." If you fall, even if you don't die, you will be seriously injured. However, my self-destruct power may break your formation, and when that happens, you will kill him immediately!"

"Yes!"

Wind clusters nodded in agreement.

"No matter how powerful he is, our Wind Clan will definitely win this game!"

In Feng Guhe's eyes, there was an unusually determined look. Since this person has cultivated the Faith Clone Technique, he doesn't need to have any doubts about his loyalty to the Wind Clan. kill.

Feng Cuicu didn't talk nonsense anymore, and immediately told Feng Guhe the way to get out of the formation, of course it was sound transmission with spiritual consciousness.

Outside the formation, there was silence.

Feng Guhe looked at the direction of the center of the formation, and nodded slightly from time to time.

"In my formation, there are still a few places that I deliberately left as hiding places for sneak attacks. Brother Guhe might use them."

Feng Zuchui thought of something and mentioned it suddenly.

Hearing the words, Feng Guhe hesitated for a moment, but nodded quickly. In the face of racial interests and the dignity of top monks, he finally chose the former.

The wind caught his movements and seemed to have guessed his psychology. There was joy in his eyes. No wonder this person was able to comprehend the Faith Clone Technique.

"Brother Guhe, I remember that on the way here, you mentioned that this kid seems to be able to hide in a magic weapon that looks like a bead."

After Feng Cuicu finished talking about the method of forming a formation, he remembered something and said it again.

Hearing this, Feng Guhe snorted coldly and said, "The power of my primordial spirit's self-detonation is comparable to the blow of a cultivator at the beginning of the starry sky. Unless his magic weapon is a fairy treasure, if he still doesn't die, he will be seriously injured!"

Feng Chucuu nodded, apparently not thinking that a mid-stage cultivator from Lichen who popped up casually would possess a fairy treasure.

"Do you have so little confidence in me?"

Feng Guhe suddenly turned his head, stared at Feng Cuicu and said in a lonely voice.

After finishing speaking, his figure flashed, and Feng Guhe stepped into the formation.

Feng Zuchui sighed silently, thinking to himself, I'm afraid you don't have much confidence in your heart, otherwise how could you calculate in such detail?

But after thinking about it carefully, there seemed to be no loopholes in Feng Guhe's calculations, so he stopped worrying for nothing.

……

In the fog of the formation, Ye Bai has been on alert for several months, always reminding himself not to be careless.Just waiting for an opportunity to get out.

Ever since Feng Guhe's voice came, Ye Bai was even more vigilant, he was sure that after the other party came, he would definitely move, and the aura that devoured Dao's heart had already permeated outside his body.The wall of sinking and the artistic conception space barrier opened silently.

Suddenly, Ye Bai opened his eyes suddenly, and noticed waves in the foggy space!

This wave came from behind him, as if the shark's dorsal fin was cutting across the water, extremely sharp.Coming straight to his back, the eerie chill pierced through his bones!

"coming!"

Ye Bai's figure flashed and flew to the side!

Whoosh!

A monstrous moon-yellow sword light cut through the void.With the breath of death, he slashed off Ye Bai's arm, as fast as lightning and as mighty as thunder.If it wasn't for Ye Bai's quick dodge, this knife must have slashed hard!

"Master!"

Ye Bai's consciousness.Seeing clearly, the light in the eyes bloomed, and I was surprised and praised in my heart, knowing that the other party took advantage of the formation.He must have sneaked behind him by relying on the mysteries of the formation, and launched a sneak attack. Fortunately, his wave-searching technique is already a bit hot, and he gained some experience when he sparred with Zhan Kuang before.

call!

Daomang screamed like a ghost!

The bleak and bone-chilling aura unique to ghost cultivators permeated the formation. At this moment, the air seemed to be frozen and stilled.

The weirdest thing is that all the emotions of Ye Bai, who was dodging, were far away from his body at this moment, as if he was going to become a ruthless existence, even the hatred for the Feng Clan besieging him, It also disappeared in an instant, and the thought of killing the opponent gradually moved away.

The weirdness in it cannot be described in words.

"Great!"

Ye Bai noticed the change in his mood, and he praised it in his heart!

After plundering, the divine sense looked, and saw suddenly a thin and tall figure of a monk from the Wind Clan appeared a dozen feet away from the place where he had stood before. Holding a six-foot-long orange-yellow sword spirit treasure, exuding a powerful and icy aura, compared to Duguhan's scorpion sword, it is only better than Duguhan's, but not inferior.

And this person is filled with the aura of the wheel of Taoism, which is the aura of the wheel of life and death that Ye Bai once felt. The immortal immortal who has been killed by the broken thorns once comprehended the wheel of life and death.

"Lonely crane in the downwind, come here to enter the battle, to experience the three-heart wheel of fellow Taoists, let me—take away your seven emotions!"

Feng Guhe only paused for a moment, then he raised his knife and slashed again, chasing Ye Bai's direction, the terrifying life-death runner knife light, slashing again, it is obvious that the supernatural power of the Taoist wheel was displayed through the Lingbao .

Although this person was tall and thin, but the way he swung his knife, he unexpectedly had an extremely tough and masculine look, like a wolf when he was still and moving.

Formation mist surged violently.

Ye Bai's figure flashed again, his eyes were extremely calm!

With the advance perception of the search-lan secret technique, unless the other party's supernatural power contains the mystery that forces Ye Bai to take his Dao of the Sword supernatural power, it is not easy to hit Ye Bai.

Ye Bai dodged while tidying up his emotions. If his state of mind was affected by the other party, it would be completely over. Fortunately, he also experienced countless storms and waves, and his mind was honed extremely firm. My spirits were lifted again.

"Sorry, I'm rushing out today, I don't want to fight to the death with others!"

Ye Bai said lightly in his heart, running the power of his soul, and shook his arm violently.

The long-lost clear sky thundered three times and appeared again!

Ye Bai's current strength of soul has reached the level of the early stage of Starry Sky. This attack is so powerful. Feng Guhe is in mid-air, and he is raising his knife to strike. The light of the knife is only halfway. As if being pierced by a spear, the pain was so painful that he let out an extremely tragic howl, and a big mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth.

The momentum of the attack came to an abrupt end!

Ye Bai's soul power dropped by more than [-]% in an instant, and the feeling of being emptied out was also uncomfortable, and most of the blood faded from his face in an instant, but since he created this opportunity, of course Be mentally prepared, you will not let go of this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, turn around, and attack Feng Guhe.

Two gifted monks from different races were supposed to be a battle between dragons and tigers, but because of different pursuits, they both gave up the desire to confront each other head-on.

One for race!

One is just to escape from this formation! (to be continued~^~)