Ling tripod

It turns out that this magical power was obtained in the Corpse Immortal Mountains!

"What kind of bullshit magical powers, look, I can break you!"

Li Ziwen didn't care at all, and punched the kind-faced old monk with the corpse energy in front of him.

This punch directly penetrated the old monk's body, but the old monk's body was transformed by corpse energy, and being penetrated had no effect on it.

"Amitabha!"

When the old monk spoke again, the Buddha's name sounded like a ghostly sound, reaching Li Ziwen's ears. Li Ziwen really had the urge to become a Buddha immediately.

He suppressed this emotion and shouted loudly: "Eight-armed Bone King, tear him apart!"

"drink!"

The eight-armed bone king transformed from the vision behind him punched out directly.

"Bang!"

Immediately, the old monk transformed by corpse energy was completely blown away.

"Gui Ling, your so-called magical power is too weak! Today, you are defeated!"

Li Ziwen sneered and was about to kill Chu Yan.

Chu Yan said softly: "Really?"

As he spoke, the corpse energy in front of Li Ziwen instantly condensed and turned into a kind-hearted old monk again.

"Amitabha!

The old monk chanted the Buddha's name again.

"He's not dead yet..."

When Li Ziwen saw the situation, his expression changed slightly and he took action again.

Although this old monk with corpse qi has no means of attack except the Buddha's name, his corpse qi body does not know pain and is not afraid of damage. Unless the entire body is blasted away at the same time, it will not disappear.

Li Ziwen spent some time and killed the old monk again.

Just as he regained his breath, the Buddha's name came again, and the shadow of the old monk with condensed corpse energy appeared in front of him again.

this……

The look in Li Ziwen's eyes changed. This old monk with corpse energy was as deep as his bones, and he couldn't be beaten to death twice.

"The Eight-Armed Bone King, smash him to pieces!"

Li Ziwen was completely angry.

Not to mention Li Ziwen, Chu Yan sat cross-legged in the void again, and swallowed a lot of pills. His left arm, which was shattered by Li Ziwen's sneak attack, slowly began to recover with the power of the pills, but he wanted to Recovery is impossible.

At this moment, Chu Yan's most important thing was to recover his energy, because he was wary of someone.

Ming Ziqian!

Ming Ziqian's scheming is definitely higher than that of Li Ziwen and Li Qingzhe. Li Ziwen can do sneak attacks, but Ming Ziqian may be able to do more insidious and spicy things.

"Mingzi Qian is so strong in cultivation. In my current state, without revealing my identity, apart from my own immortal spirit, there is only one move I can try!"

Chu Yan's eyes flickered with light, but he closed his eyes at this moment.

Pieces of corpse energy began to spread from the center, and instantly enveloped the area within ten feet of the center.

Look at the other side.

Li Ziwen seemed to be crazy at this moment. If the phantom of the kind-faced old monk in front of him could not be beaten to death, it would reappear intact every time it was blasted away.

At the same time, no matter which way Li Ziwen walked, even if he used his bone wings, the old monk would appear in front of him in an instant.

"boom!"

once!

"boom!"

Ten times!

"boom!"

A hundred times!

…

Li Ziwen had smashed the old monk with corpse energy a hundred times, but the old monk with corpse energy reappeared.

"Amitabha……"

…

Buddha chants kept ringing in Li Ziwen's ears, and he felt like he was about to collapse.

"Can't you beat him to death? Is this old monk immortal? What should I do, what should I do..."

At this moment, Li Ziwen's eyes revealed

One time is fine! Twice is OK! Three times is okay!

But a hundred times, a full hundred times, he still didn't die. In Li Ziwen's heart, the old monk had become almost invincible.

This is the magical power that Chu Yan learned from the Eighth Mountain. The artistic conception of Buddhist cultivation should be that there is an end in the endless, and the faith in the heart of persistence has not wavered.

But at this moment, repeating it a hundred times has made Li Ziwen almost crazy.

And all of this actually happened in just a dozen breaths of time.

Li Ziwen's Taoist heart has been somewhat shaken.

The onlookers were all extremely shocked to see that there was such a strange magical power. Their Taoist hearts were even worse than Li Ziwen's, and they had long regarded the corpse-qi old monk as an indestructible body.

"Ming Ziqian, how long will it take before you take action?"

At this moment, Li Ziwen's heart was unstable and he yelled.

He also had an idea in his mind. As long as he defeated Gui Ling, this magical power would probably dissipate in an instant. But now that Li Qingzhe was defeated, he could not take action and had to rely on Ming Ziqian.

Ming Ziqian did not make a sneak attack, but looked at Chu Yan and said with a smile: "Friend ghost Taoist, Li Qingzhe has been defeated, and Li Ziwen has been trapped by your magical power. Now I am afraid that only Ming will take action personally. I don't know your current status. Can I fight with Ming? If I can’t, Fellow Ghost Daoist can just admit defeat, and there is no need to continue this competition!”

In everyone's opinion, Gui Ling was injured by Li Qingzhe and Li Ziwen first. Now his combat power is much worse than at the beginning, and now he is distracted and trying to trap Li Ziwen with his magical powers. It is impossible to defeat Mingzi with the Nine Lotus Corpse Flame alone. Modesty.

But at this moment, his eyes were still focused on Chu Yan, who was sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed.

At this moment, what no one noticed was that the corpse energy around Chu Yan had spread to a hundred feet.

At this moment, Chu Yan didn't even open his eyes, he just whispered: "If you can get within ten feet of me, you will win this battle!"

Into the ten-foot range?

Just approaching Gui Ling within a range of ten feet?

This is too arrogant!

Everyone looked at Chu Yan as if he were a monster. They thought that Gui Ling might not admit defeat and fight Ming Ziqian, but they didn't expect him to say such words.

Even though Ming Ziqian was very calm, his face showed anger at this moment. This was a humiliation...

"I'll see how you can stop me!"

Ming Ziqian shouted coldly and took a step forward.

With this step, he just stepped into the range of corpse qi with a radius of one hundred feet centered on Chu Yan.

"Ming!"

At this moment, Chu Yan still didn't open his eyes, but a word came out of his mouth.

As soon as this word came out, the world within a hundred feet around him changed instantly, and the boundless corpse qi instantly flowed and was hidden in the void.

The cultivators below the Wanxiang period had not noticed it yet, but at this moment, Ming Ziqian's face suddenly became extremely heavy.

Because he felt a series of strange patterns looming around Gui Ling.

"This is, the Dark Mark..."

Ming Ziqian's soul power spread out, looking at a strange pattern under his feet, his eyes revealed an extremely shocked look.

The Dark Mark is a pattern cultivated by the ancient Ming in ancient times. Like the demon pattern, magic pattern, and Tao pattern, it represents the essence of the world that a lineage has comprehended.

The Dark Mark is not unknown in the Dark Realm. Some Dark Marks were passed down from ancient times, and almost everyone knows them, but most of them are basic Dark Marks, and the truly advanced Dark Marks have long been lost.

And the Dark Mark under his feet is the most complicated one among the Dark Marks that Ming Ziqian knows.

This is just the Dark Mark with Gui Ling as the center of the edge of a hundred feet. If you go deeper, the Dark Mark will be more complicated.

How could this Gui Ling comprehend so many advanced Dark Marks? I'm afraid he is just bluffing. How can I retreat because of this!

Ming Ziqian then took another step, this time one foot away, and when he took this step, his whole body shook, and the next moment, he appeared a hundred feet away from Chu Yan.

"This dark pattern is weird!"

Ming Ziqian's face changed slightly, and the next moment, the power of his soul explored and found that the dark pattern appeared three feet to the right and in front of the first dark pattern.

Moreover, Ming Ziqian also knew this dark pattern, but it was already one of the ten most advanced dark patterns that Ming Ziqian cultivated.

He stepped on the second dark pattern.

However.

When he took the third step, his body shook again, and he was teleported back to a hundred feet away from Chu Yan again.

Almost all the cultivators present were cultivators below the Wanxiang period. At first, they thought that Ming Ziqian was a little weird. He took a step and then retreated directly with the magic power secret technique. What was he doing?

As Ming Ziqian was teleported back again, and seeing his cautious expression, everyone knew that this was the ghost Ling magic power.

Li Ziwen was still dealing with the magic at this moment, but he had no intention of observing.

Youyi and Mingyu were extremely shocked.

"This Gui Ling has understood so much of the dark patterns of my ancient dark lineage, and even formed his own formation. This technique, no matter how much it costs, I must learn it from him!"

At this moment, Mingyu's eyes revealed a burning light.

The closer Ming Ziqian got to Chu Yan, the more complicated and awkward the dark patterns that appeared became.

Once, twice, three times...

Every time he made a wrong deduction, Ming Ziqian was directly teleported back to Chu Yan a hundred feet away.

In the eyes of everyone, Ming Ziqian wanted to get close to Gui Ling like crazy, but he just couldn't do it, and everyone's expression changed.

I couldn't help but think of Gui Ling's words before.

No wonder he was so confident. Now, let alone getting close to Gui Ling ten feet away, Ming Ziqian couldn't even get within the range of Gui Ling fifty feet away.

As Ming Ziqian was being teleported back, his eyes were already bloodshot. He was unwilling to accept this. If he was defeated, he would not be like this. Now he did not even have the chance to fight him, so he was really angry: "Gui Ling, you have the guts to fight me head-on!"

"You can't even get within ten feet of me, what qualifications do you have to fight me?"

Chu Yan sneered.

"You..."

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