Peerless Immortal

Chapter 455, the first type, magic dance!

The first style of the fourth and fifth chapters, magic dance!

Seeing Ding Hao walk in, the big man inside stood up and walked over to block Ding Hao's path, staring, "Poor boy, I told you to **** off, didn't you hear?"

The more this person prevented Ding Hao from entering, it actually made Ding Hao more assured that these people really didn't want to rob him.

This guy was reckless, built the 6th floor of his cultivation base, and quite underestimated the enemy, he didn't even open the spiritual power cover.

Ding Hao could easily kill this person by raising his hand, but he didn't do that. Instead, with a thought, a bright mask emerged. He released the spiritual power cover, and smiled faintly, "Daoist, are you really sure you want me to get out?"

Whether a monk is strong or not can be seen from the spiritual power cover.

Although there was a spiritual power shield at the beginning of the foundation, it was just a faint halo, so weak that it could not be seen even if it was not careful. Later, as the cultivation level increases, the power of the spiritual power shield will become stronger and stronger, which can block even more powerful attacks.

At this moment, Ding Hao's spiritual power cover was extremely bright, clean and dazzling, like an oval bright eggshell, wrapping Ding Hao's whole body!

"So strong spiritual power!"

All five people in the room were scared to pee. The highest cultivation level among them was a woman, who had the cultivation base of eight layers.

But even if she used twelve percent of the power to release the spiritual shield, she couldn't achieve this effect.

"It turns out to be a junior, I'm clumsy in Xia Hu Niang, I have seen Senior." The woman hurried over to salute, and at the same time stretched out her hand to pull the reckless man, Xingyan stared, "I don't apologize to Senior yet."

The man was really a Lu man, he was still a little reluctant at this moment, but he also knew that Ding Hao was not on the surface of the four-layer foundation, so he had to say, "Senior, sorry."

Don't be polite to these people, Ding Hao was not humble, and directly bypassed these two people and walked to the seat of the house.

This Hu Niang and this man are a couple, Ding Hao didn't show their face, and they didn't dare to say more. Both of them looked embarrassed, walked back again, found seats and sat down.

The Xianshi Taoist followed with a smile and flattered, "Brother Da Niu, I know you are great, you are definitely not the fourth floor of the foundation building. How can the fourth floor of the foundation have such a strong spiritual aperture? Brother Daniel, you build at least nine bases, absolutely, don't you build nine bases?"

To say that this salty and wet Taoist is really a lot of nonsense, Ding Hao is unwilling to pay attention, and coldly snorted, "It is useless to say more! Who do you think is the friend who has the map of the Black Pale Sea?"

When Ding Hao asked, no one was there to speak up, but the woman Hu Niang said, "Senior, this salty and wet Taoist didn't make it clear. There should be a map of the Black Pleiades, but the real person is asking for a lot of money, we are not. Are you collecting money?"

Hu Niang finished speaking and said again, "Xianshi Taoist, the only thing our couple can take out is a sixth-grade spiritual artifact, and there are thousands of spiritual stones sold."

The big man said in a dull voice, "Salt and wet Taoist, the real price of the room is so high, I am afraid that there will be your introduction fee?"

"Where's the matter?" Taoist Xian Wet smiled bitterly, "I want to leave the Nine Islands too! Now the situation is getting more and more tense, the seven big cities under the Baiyun Dao sect have now been broken three, and the Magic Dao coalition has arrived. Outside the magic city!"

A person next to him said again, "It is said that the treasure hunt in the magic tomb has just ended, and a group of new forces have joined the magic road. The right road is in danger!"

When everyone talked about the current situation, they all sighed.

The magic mound treasure hunt is over. Ding Hao sighed inwardly, knowing when he would see Mei Soldier and others again. But this thought was only fleeting, and he asked again, "Salt and wet Taoist, what do you mean by deceiving me?"

The Taoist Xianshi hurriedly said, "Little senior, I really don't want to lie to you, I just want you to join in."

"Who is it?" Ding Hao asked again.

It turned out that the Jindan monk of the Baiyun Taoist School was called Fang Zhenren. The Xianshi Taoist had a relationship with this person. I heard that this person could sell the map of the Black Miasma. It’s just that this person’s asking price is too high, and the salty and wet Taoists can’t afford the price, so just think about it this way, just find a few more people, everyone gathers the spirit stones, and after buying the map, it’s enough to print a few copies.

Ding Hao nodded after listening, "So that's it, it's group buying."

The salty and wet Taoist said with a smile, "Senior Daniel is really refined in terms, it is group buying, group buying."

Ding Hao asked, "How many spirit stones does Fang Zhenren need?"

"So much." Hu Niang stretched out a finger, her face solemn.

Ding Hao was taken aback, "A million spiritual stones?"

The few people present were all embarrassed and humane, "Senior Daniel has seen the big market at first sight. It is a hundred thousand spiritual stones."

"One hundred thousand spiritual stones." Ding Haoxin didn't say much.

There are millions of spirit stones in his spirit treasure bag. As for the dozens of real magic treasures, they are even more invaluable!

"How many spirit stones did you collect?" Ding Hao asked again.

Xianshi Taoist said bitterly, "Even six of me, I have only collected fifty thousand spiritual stones."

Ding Hao's eyes swept across the crowd, these were all casual cultivators. Casual cultivators have always been very poor, and it is not easy for six people to gather fifty thousand spiritual stones.

Seeing that Ding Hao was silent, the Xianshi Taoist had no choice but to say, "Why don't you wait, I'll go outside and find some friends who want to buy maps."

At this moment, several people almost moved their faces at the same time, as if sensing something.

Ding Hao was next to the inn window. He stood up and raised his hand, pushing the window open.

Not very far away from the city, a black-purple pillar of light appeared. This pillar of light was very slender, even light filaments. But with this ray of light that soared into the sky, a terrifying demonic energy was released from above, and Ding Hao and the others could clearly sense it in the city!

After the light thread reached the sky, it began to twist and sway again. As the light thread twisted, we could see strands of black clouds slowly converging from all directions.

Seeing this light, all the people in the room turned pale.

The salty wet Taoist said bitterly, "The Demon Dao army already wants to attack the Demon Sealing City. This is the formation of the Black Wind Demon Sect to condense the demon energy of the world. The more such light beams, the more demon energy will be attracted. This kind of beam of light appeared first when the city broke through. I have experienced it myself!"

Ding Hao's expression also sank, and the Demon Dao army was not something he could handle, even Yuan Ying Da Shi could not resist it! And up to this moment, Baiyun Dao Sect's righteous Dao powerhouse has not appeared yet!

Thinking of this, Ding Hao immediately opened his mouth and said, "I have left the remaining fifty thousand spirit stones, the salty and wet Taoist, you immediately contact the real fellow Fang and ask him to come here quickly with a map of the Black Miasma Sea."

"Okay!" The situation was urgent, and the salty and wet Taoist did not delay anymore, and immediately went out to find the real person.

As soon as the Xianshi Taoist went out, Ding Hao didn't speak, but crossed his legs on the spot, took out a piece of jade ribbon, closed his eyes, and meditated carefully.

Seeing Ding Hao's style, I didn't want to communicate with anyone, and the other five did not dare to bother.

In fact, Ding Hao took out fifty thousand spirit stones at once, which really shocked them. For casual cultivators, fifty thousand spiritual stones are already a big number.

But if they knew that the jade card in Ding Hao's hand was of the Devil's Sky Three Form, they might bite their tongues in shock.

The three forms of the magical heavens of the real demon outside the territory are worth 80,000 demon blood in the trial field. They are the most expensive exchange item. How many people of the magic way want to get it, but in the end it falls into the hands of Ding Hao and others.

There are two copies of the most precious classics in Ding Hao's hands, one is the Mojitian Three Forms, and the other is the legacy of the Thousand Chance. The legacy of Thousand Chance is related to the unlocking of the second real demon restriction. Ding Hao took a look at it, and it was too complicated for him to understand. It would be easier if there were fans like Zhang Ziyi who studied the restriction.

So Ding Hao has been watching the three forms of the magic sky every day for the past year.

The so-called Mojitian three styles are three extremely powerful exercises. Because the names of these three tricks include the words "Magic", "Ji" and "Heaven", they are called "Maji Tian".

The first style, "Magic Dance."

"Extremely cultivated, it can produce thousands of magic shadows, dancing all over the sky, within a radius, it is difficult to live, it can be described as the dance of death."

Ding Hao has been studying for a year, and has yet to find a way to get started. But just as Ding Hao was taking a look at it, Jiu Nu was also taking a look at it. Compared with Ding Hao, Jiu Nu was more knowledgeable, and he had already gained something, only to see a thread of blood condensed in the star-absorbing stone space. Was wiggling back and forth.

The silk thread moved for a while, then disappeared.

Jiu Nu sighed, "Master, I found the meaning of getting started. But the power of my soul is still not good. I was over-exhausted just now, so I take a break."

"Good." Ding Hao transmitted to him.

Although Jiu Nu didn't elaborate on it, Ding Hao vaguely felt the "Magic Dance" cultivation method. "Condensing Qi and transforming demons, there are thousands of magical shadows, and the two characters of magic dance, the focus is on dance..."

Thinking of this, Ding Hao's face moved, opened his eyes, and looked out the window again. At this moment, two black and purple light filaments soaring to the sky appeared outside the city, both swinging back and forth, and there were more and more black clouds in the sky. , Many people are madly escaping from the sealed city.

"The attack of the Demon Dao army is imminent, and I don't know when the Xianshi Daoist will come back." The woman named Hu Niang muttered again.

Ding Hao ignored her and continued to close his eyes.

He just saw the magical formation outside, and he felt a little bit in his heart.

"With my strength, it is very difficult to release the magical shadow that reaches the sky. Not to mention the thousands of magical shadows, even if it is one or two magical shadows, I can't release it at all."

"But he said it again in his classics, the focus is on dancing!"

"Jiu Nu's thinking is very good. He did not release the magic shadow, but first used a trace of magic energy to cultivate the profound meaning of'dance'."

Thinking of this, Ding Hao wanted to release a trace of real magic to cultivate. However, if he releases true demon energy, the other five people in the room are afraid that they will be scared to death, so his heart moved, and a true demon energy condensed in his mouth.

"Since I can't condense the qi to transform the devil, then I might as well condense the qi into silk!"

No one can see it. Just in Ding Hao’s mouth, a dark, deep demon energy that can no longer be black condenses into an electric filament. This filament is on the tip of the tongue and on the upper jaw. What I thought was that when this kind of rhythm was produced, there was a trace of black energy invisible to the naked eye, and it was attracted from the black clouds that gathered from the sky...

(End of this chapter)