The ninth wonder of one person

Chapter 316 Immortal.
The dense fog made it hard to see how the years passed. I don't know how long it has passed, but the people in the mountain are still as stupid as fools, but Jiang Daoliu in the mountain has opened his eyes again, and looked at the old man with a smile: " I made it."

Hearing Jiang Daoliu's words, the old man was also very relieved, but there was no obvious expression on his face, but he pointed at his sleeves: "In this case, why don't you go down and show it, so that Grandpa can take a closer look at the suitable one you have chosen?" the way."

Jiang Daoliu has nothing to do, he smiled lightly and then tapped his feet lightly. He was really weak under the foot of the sky. An idler floated like a leisurely man, crossed a hundred meters and fell into the valley, and bumped into a person who was groping in the thick fog. The Taoist priest of seeking immortality.

Seeing Jiang Daoliu falling from the dense fog where he couldn't see his fingers, his pupils couldn't help but widen a little, and his voice trembled: "You, are you a fairy?"

"Immortal?" Jiang Daoliu frowned slightly, then stretched out, and shook his head slightly: "I am not an immortal, and there is no immortal here, you are looking in the wrong place."

"There is no immortal, there is no immortal." Jiang Daoliu's tone was calm, but the Taoist muttered to himself as if he had received an inexplicable blow. After a while, he suddenly turned his head to look at Jiang Daoliu, the burning in his eyes had turned into intense hatred .

"Impossible! You lied to me, you must be the one who lied to me!" With a twist of his mind, the appearance of the Taoist priest's previous apprentice had completely disappeared, and he shouted like a madman entering his body: "It must be you who want to monopolize the fairy fate alone, That's right! It must be like this!"

"Kill you, I'm going to kill you! Then all of Xianyuan will be mine alone! Haha, hahaha!"

Seeing the disheveled Taoist come back to him, Jiang Daoliu showed no anger in his heart. He just sighed lightly and pressed down with his palm in the air. In the fierce cyclone, the crazy Taoist priest was suppressed like a monkey, unable to move no matter how hard he struggled.

Holding down the Taoist priest in front of him with one hand, Jiang Daoliu's other hand was empty, and the surrounding earth and stone statues were gathered by invisible traction forces, and in just a few breaths, they turned into a mountain platform and pressed on the Taoist priest.

It was connected by this formation, and it was truly immobile. Then, Jiang Daoliu withdrew the previous means, wrapped the qi light with one hand, and pressed it on the Taoist priest's head.

Warlocks rely on numerology, and numerology in the world has its own advantages and disadvantages. Jiang Daoliu ignores the difference of weather and time, and directly enters the inner scene, and the Taoist priest on the ground also enters the inner scene with him.

But only a few minutes later, Jiang Daoliu left the interior scene again, and looked at the ground again, but the Taoist priest was already stuck in it and couldn't extricate himself, truly becoming like a muddled puppet.

Next time, Jiang Daoliu just let out a sigh of relief: "It's hopeless."

As he said that, he waved his hand to disperse the mountain platform, and along with the mountain platform, there was also the empty body on the ground that was already hard to live in.

After finishing all this, he turned his head to look at the high place: "Grandpa, these people are so insane. It's your fault. They are all poor people."

"Poor people must have something to hate. This is an old saying. Have you forgotten?"

"But Grandpa, the next sentence of this ancient saying is that a hateful person must have miserable suffering. There is already sorrow in the heart, so there is no need to play with people's hearts."

"Good boy." Facing Jiang Daoliu's rebuttal, the old man was not angry, he just chuckled, and then he said again: "Okay, I have dispelled the use of chaotic gods here, but after these few days of torture, I'm afraid Most of them are no longer human."

"That's their fate." Jiang Daoliu said softly, and then stepped into the thick fog.

Thick clouds obscured the sun, the sun was not visible, trapped in the clouds and mist, even Zhu Xun could hardly distinguish the east, west, north, east, west, in the middle of the chaos, the clouds and mist in front of the missing piece, and then Jiang Daoliu walked out of it.

Undisturbed, Zhu Xun still maintained a semblance of reason after all, and did not talk nonsense as before, but looked at Jiang Daoliu with some vigilance: "Friend Daoist, could it be that you also strayed into this place?"

"No." Jiang Daoliu shook his head, looked at Zhu Xun quietly: "I came here specially to find you."

"Looking for me?" Zhu Xun still had a puzzled look on his face, but his hands hidden in the loose Taoist robe had already pinched his fingers: "Why did fellow Taoist seek me for something?"

He could clearly see the direction of the qi circulating in Zhu Xun's body, but Jiang Daoliu didn't have a bad woman: "It's a matter of seeking immortality."

"So that's how it is." Zhu Xun nodded clearly, but then his eyes brightened, and he rushed towards Jiang Daoliu, shouting, "Ha-hit!"

In one breath, the Five Thunder Judgment hidden in the sleeve was exposed to Jiang Daoliu's eyes, and then he saw the thunder radiating, and roared towards Jiang Daoliu in just a moment.

"Taoist Judgment—Five Thunder Judgment. I can't tell, but he is actually a Taoist priest with a serious background." The thunder in front of him rose, but Jiang Daoliu didn't dodge it at all. He just slapped the sky with his palm, and completely scattered the thunder and lightning. , and then the power of the palm did not dissipate, and then bombarded Zhu Xun.

Seeing the invisible palm force approaching, Zhu Xun's eyes showed a hint of disbelief: "Splitting the empty palm?! How is it possible!"

There were constant exclamations in the air, but Zhu Xun's finger changed again, and a layer of round and thick escape light immediately appeared on the body surface, resisting the palm force like a mountain.

boom!
With a roar, the mist swept across within a few meters, and with Zhu Xun as his heart, it suddenly retreated, and white air currents flowed over Zhu Xun's body, but the dust in the middle dispersed, and the body shield had clearly emerged from the light. made a palm print.

However, the edges of the palm prints showed irregular twisted shapes.

Looking at the palm print in front of him, Zhu Xun's lips squirmed a little, and then his voice trembled: "Impossible, this is impossible, just splitting the palm, how can it be possible to reach this level?"

"Small Splitting Palm?" Hearing Zhu Xun's words, Jiang Daoliu said: "What you call a mere Splitting Palm, but it took countless years and many people to improve it to the point where it is now. , from the beginning to the present, history may not be weaker than your decision."

"Besides, just by your judgment is also called judgment?" Jiang Daoliu pinched the extremely standard five thunder fingers in his hand, and shouted loudly, far more violent than Zhu Xun's thunder and lightning. I don't know how many thunders fell down go.

The thunder filled the air, and in an instant, everything around it was covered in the fiery white light, and the surrounding ground was even covered with a network of scorched black.

When the lightning dissipated, the light on Zhu Xun's body surface was completely shattered, and even the Taoist robe on his body was in disarray, and a little bit of scorched black could still be seen from the torn edge.

The bun is messy, the breath is erratic, the expression on Zhu Xun's face is completely different from before, the previous heavy vigilance and killing intent disappeared, but there is an inexplicable gleam in his eyes: "You, you are a fairy, right?"

His pupils were wide open, and Zhu Xun, who was in a mess all over his body, said like a maniac: "Just looking at it and using it to such an extent, this is a realm that my master has not been able to reach. Immortal, you are an immortal, right?" !"

"Except for the immortals, I can't do this kind of thing! Teach me, please, teach me!" Kneeling on the ground with a plop, Zhu Xun moved little by little towards the direction where Jiang Daoliu was standing. Eyes full of strong expectations.

"I've been looking for you for a long time, please, please accept me please."

Looking at Zhu Xun, Jiang Daoliu frowned slightly, and the surrounding invisible air rolled up, forming an invisible barrier to block Zhu Xun: "What you are looking for is not a so-called immortal, but a stronger technique."

"If you are looking for immortals, why would you look at the technique I used. In the end, what you want is not the ethereal state of an immortal, but the technique that subverts the world. And looking at your dormant posture now, begging for immortals? Begging for immortals? almost!"

After speaking, the expression on Jiang Daoliu's face was completely indifferent. He waved his hand and whipped up a gust of wind to caress Zhu Xun.

The fierce wind howled, but Zhu Xun knelt on the spot like a clay figurine, motionless, his head drooping, and the atmosphere all over his body was like a downcast ghost who had lost his soul.

Not far in front of him, the gust of wind pushed away, pulling out a deep trace on the ground, as if it had been wiped away by life. Wherever it was directed, Zhu Xun just knelt and sat motionless, as if he was going to die .

But after all, Jiang Daoliu's actions caused a change in the environment in a considerable area. Before the gust of wind rushed in front of Zhu Xun, several figures flew out of the thick fog nearby, one after another majestic breath costumes. Go up to the blast and disperse each other.

"Sure enough, it's here. It feels very sensitive." Jiang Daoliu calmly looked at the Taoist priests standing in front of him in a fan shape after the blowing wind would dissipate: "Four people, plus this one, five, I can't think of it." There are quite a few of you begging for immortals."

"Shut up, how can I allow you to slander the name of the Immortal Temple?" Hearing Jiang Daoliu's words, the remaining four people's expressions changed, and after a loud shout, they went up to Jiang Daoliu: "Huangkou boy, let us master Brother will discipline and discipline you instead of your parents."

Jiang Daoliu, who was still calm before, turned dark when he heard this sentence, his feet trembled, and a formation rapidly expanded from under his feet, but it was different from the usual four sets. is fixed.

And looking carefully at the distribution of the four plates, it is clear that it does not correspond to the current climate, but is full of man-made traces everywhere.

The formation was completed, Jiang Daoliu twitched his lips slightly: "You guys are enough, I just use you as a test."

While speaking, he turned his head to look at the Taoist priest Lihuo on the extreme left, and shook his palm out of thin air: "Li character—Chiyan Lihuo."

Huaying falls, the wind howls, and at that moment that is difficult for people to reflect, the fierce Lihuo burns in the air, the color is gorgeous, but the inside is extremely hot, and as the fire surges, the flames quickly climb up as if they have life Going out, it only took a few breaths to bite the other three.

"What move?" They had never seen such a swift spell. They were slightly startled, and the qi light rose around them to avoid the burning of the qi na fire. Then they stepped down the tower, only to find that the surrounding environment suddenly changed.

"The second one, Xun character - the wind grows the fire, rise up!"

The flames are like a long dragon from the body of the left pole, and fall into the Xun character position like a line of fire. The wind grows and the fire grows. The already terrifying flame rises by three points, and the surrounding area is turned into a sea of ​​flames in a mighty way. Then roll down.

"Not good!" Faced with the overwhelming flames, the expression on Sanlian's face suddenly changed, and he couldn't help but close to one place, trying to block the mighty fire with all his strength. Naturally, the few people couldn't stay together while seeking good luck and avoiding harm. At the point where the fire is most dangerous, start moving towards Kanshui, where the fire is theoretically weaker.

However, what a few people didn't expect was that the Kanshui, which was supposed to be on the left side of the Xun character, was set behind Jiang Daoliu in advance by Jiang Daoliu, and what they were stepping on at the moment was the land of Kun.

Seeing that the three of them had set foot on the position of Kun as he expected, Jiang Daoliu stopped restraining the fire, and the flames were as fierce as a dragon, and the qi light on several people's bodies was burned and penetrated with just one touch.

"The extreme of fire, the extreme of movement produces stillness, the word Kun - solid ice."

With one word settled, the raging fire quickly dissipated at a jaw-dropping speed, and then bone-piercing ice filled the surroundings.

From the fire to the wind, the fire is extreme.

The extreme fire is the earth phenomenon, and the solid ice that took a while to condense spreads across a piece of land in an instant, icy cold and indestructible.

"It's almost there." Looking at the few people trapped in the ice and unable to escape, Jiang Daoliu was merciless: "Duizi—Luancui."

Dui Metal Yin should be Zhengxi, but when Jiang Daoliu started this round, his position was forcibly changed out, and he used the position of Kun to launch the Dirty Gold spell, but.

The ice was endless, and the light shone into the eyes of several people in a unique way under the distorted reflection of the ice crystals. When the spell was activated, the expressions in the eyes of several people began to be confused and confused.

But just a few minutes later, the eyes of the three of them looked at others with complete ferocity, as if they saw the killing of their father and enemy. All the strength in their bodies was mobilized, and their whole bodies actually became stronger, but their single faces looked haggard. After drinking, they fought together like thugs.

Under the desperate move, the wounds on several people's bodies began to increase rapidly, and blood splashed out one after another, falling on the surrounding solid ice, blocking the refraction and reflection of light.

But compared to the weakening speed of the exchange spell, the weakening of the vitality of the three people is not known how much faster.

With the arrival of the demons, the three of them have completely fallen into a state of powder, without the xinxing that a person who cultivates Taoism and Qi should have, and their moves only take other people's vital points.

"Successful." The illusion is just an introduction, and his purpose is to make these people who are already mentally weak be what they want. Only in this way, these three most powerful people will help him kill other people in this valley .

He was too lazy to care about other things, and after confirming that the three of them had no possibility of treatment, Jiang Daoliu stepped on his feet and disappeared lightly into the thick fog.

After a while, the three of them fought to break the terrain, the dense fog cleared, and the noise caused by the collision of Qi quickly attracted the surrounding Qiuxian Temple disciples, batch after batch, the valley was quickly covered with blood.

Kneeling on the ground, Zhu Xun seemed to be a puppet floating outside the world, seeing the world in front of him was a little bit infected with red, and finally stood up trembling, and looked at the three of them: "I can't go on like this." It can't go on like this."

After saying that, he also roared and rushed towards the three of them. The valley was also quickly destroyed in the battle, and the terrain was no longer there.

After a long time, when everything subsided in the mountain, the few disciples outside who managed to escape by chance rushed into the valley.

Three old Taoist corpses fell to the ground, but Zhu Xun was dressed in blood, and his energy and spirit did not match his existence.

Several disciples rushed in front of Zhu Xun, but found that the breath of the temple master had become extremely weak, almost like a dying person: "Master, master!"

Hearing the disciple's shout, Zhu Xun opened his eyes with difficulty, the cloudy eyeballs were gloomy, and his lips moved twice with difficulty: "Xianxian."

'Not saved! '

Trying his best to spit out the last two words, Zhu Xun finally exhausted his life ahead of time, and after rolling his eyes twice, he closed them.

(End of this chapter)