Urban Witcher

This kind of feeling is a bit like a cat playing with a mouse-you can't escape anyway, it just keeps consuming you, watching you step by step towards death.

As for Wu Jiawei, he kept his back against the door and didn't move, not because he didn't want to fight back, but because... he didn't know what to do.

When an opponent is standing in front of you, no matter how strong he is, he can at least fight a battle. Now, opponents are everywhere, but there is no one who wants to fight. Wu Jiawei was originally not good at spells of the talisman system, but Dao sword. The situation before him made him at a loss, and he didn't know how to help Ye Shaoyang.

"Brother Shaoyang...how are they doing!"

Outside, on the sunny mountain road, Zhou Jingru waited for a long time without any movement, and couldn't help asking Lao Guo and Qiuying for help.

"Wait, trust him." Lao Guo took a deep breath, clenched his fists, and his palms were sweaty.

Yingmei originally wanted to play with a cat, but found out... this mouse is really amazing: Ye Shaoyang has a lot of charms, and he has already consumed dozens of them in this short period of time, but Ye Shaoyang is not in a hurry He pulled out more talismans... and they were all painted.

"How come you have so many talismans!" Yingmei's voice was full of anger.

"Are there many? These were painted by Ye Shaoyang overnight before entering the Jiuxing Pavilion. They were originally intended to be used on Xingyue Nu, but they were useless. I dare not say that there are too many, but there are still hundreds of them."

"Even if you have thousands of copies, there will always be a time when you run out."

"Okay, okay, just don't worry."

After a while, Yingmei was really in a hurry, and didn't want to spend it like this. Although the talisman was always exhausted, she suddenly changed her tactics, and a black shadow gathered in front of Ye Shaoyang, and smashed away in an instant. Magical talisman, stick it towards him.

"The sky and the earth are like a mirror!"

A magic talisman burned, and at the same time, Yingmei threw herself in front of Ye Shaoyang, but was immediately hit by a white light and flew out.

It's not really white light, but the mirror surface of the yin and yang mirror, and the light reflected by the talisman fire. The shadow is invisible and formless, but facing the mirror surface, it will also be reflected and cannot penetrate.

Of course, this was just Ye Shaoyang's guess before, but now it has been proven.

After Yingmei was ejected, there was no movement for a long time.

"What's the matter, don't give up on a little setback." Ye Shaoyang teased him.

Ying Mei was silent for a moment, then said coldly: "Ye Shaoyang, I underestimated you, but what can you do with your small skills?"

Ye Shaoyang said: "Then you don't talk nonsense, if you have any tricks, use them all, you will die or live, just at once!"

Yingmei chuckled lightly and didn't attack for a while.

Suddenly, Ye Shaoyang felt his feet go weak, as if he had sunk into the soil, he hastily lit two talismans to illuminate them, and looked down: the ground under him was cracked, and thick black air was emitted from it, and he thought he was The core is flowing rapidly, constantly climbing towards his body, as if countless hands are pulling his legs, dragging them down forcefully.

From the depths of the crack, there came a strange cry like howling ghosts and wolves.

Infernal hell!

Yingmei really used her housekeeping skills.

"Ye Shaoyang, let me see how you can escape this time!" Yingmei sneaked into the crack first, and two shadowy hands grabbed Ye Shaoyang's legs. Sinking, like a huge swamp underneath, there is no place to borrow strength.

Ye Shaoyang hurriedly tried to use his own cultivation to resist the force below him, but he could only slightly slow down the sinking speed.

Soon, he sank into the crack from the waist down, soaked in the black air, just like being in a sea of ​​fire, feeling a kind of burning pain.

Victory is in sight, Yingmei doesn't let go, dragging Ye Shaoyang tightly, wanting to drag him into the endless hell, throwing his body and soul to those evil spirits, so that he can snatch his primordial spirit and go to Xuanyuan Mountain. That's it.

Standing in the corner, Wu Jiawei stared at Ye Shaoyang, who was constantly sinking, by the dim light from the crack, the hand holding the sword was covered with beads of sweat.

In the Jiuxing Pavilion, the light ball formed by the wish power of the nine regiments surrounds the Qingzhou tripod, and continuously transmits the wish power to the tripod, and the green light on the tripod shines, flickering.

Time flowed silently, and suddenly, several auras shot out from the Qingzhou cauldron, intertwined in the air, constantly changing strange shapes, sometimes like a big bird, sometimes like a beehive, sometimes like a flame, sometimes It is also like a huge orchid, beautiful and indescribable. Finally, the spiritual light decomposes and turns into a layer of white mist, covering the Qingzhou tripod, and the stars are shining like stars in the sky.

This quiet spectacle lasted for a stick of incense, and was suddenly broken slightly, and a figure flew out from the Qingzhou cauldron, it was Xingyuenu. I saw her hanging in the air, and all the starlight was continuously gathering towards her, forming a huge auspicious cloud, which fell at her feet, and the five-color divine light coated her body thickly. This image, If ordinary humans see her, they will definitely worship her as a god.

In fact, she is indeed already considered a god - she has proved the Tao and escaped from the cycle of life and death.

When the light on his body gradually subsided, Xingyue Slave took a deep breath, opened his eyes, looked around, and grinned.

"It turns out that the so-called Hunyuan Wuji Dao is like this..."

Xingyue Slave even felt different when looking at the world, and there were all kinds of wonderful feelings in her heart, which were hard to describe. She raised her hand to try to do it, and with one click, she shattered the cave and appeared in the palace. A dozen or so disciples followed her and knelt on the ground together, congratulating her on successfully proving the Tao.

Xingyuenu grasped the Qingzhou tripod in his hand, shrunk it down to the size of a jar, stretched out his hand and stroked it lightly, "How long has it been, and should be robbed for me, otherwise it is unknown whether I can pass this life-and-death hurdle."

Kumarajiva came from the opposite side of the palace, followed by a little novice monk who came from nowhere. Kumarajiva clasped his hands together, bowed slightly and said, "Congratulations to Elder Xing for understanding the Dao."

Xingyue Nu bowed to thank him.

Kumarajiva observed the buildings of the palace and the murals on both sides, and said, "This place is very good, and you have worked hard."

"It's a pity that everyone let you go, otherwise I would be the creator of this world now."

"It's not easy to be the Creator." Kumarajiva chuckled, "Elder Xing, you have just glimpsed the Dao, and your strength has greatly improved. You will take action in the future. Please feel free, and don't use my lineage of Pangu Monk again."

Hearing this, Xingyue Nu was a little unhappy, and said, "Master, you have been waiting for so long, and you just want to tell me this?"