Master on the side of the road, don't pick it up

The exit direction of the formation path has been filled with ghost energy, it is dark without light, and airtight.

Qiao Tan showed pain on his face, and took a very short breath.

Ordinary ghost energy will be suppressed by the monk's yang energy, and it is almost impossible for the ghost clan to walk an inch in the four directions, so they often choose to work together with meditation, superficially cooperating, but actually seeking a shelter.

But when a group of ghosts gather and the darkness prevails, the spiritual power of the monks will be swallowed up by them, like entering a miasma.

"Stand back!" Shen Zhexue rolled up her sleeves, the ice wall was built layer by layer, and thick ice boulders stood in front of the gate, but she didn't wait for a moment to catch her breath, only the sound of toothache scratching and hitting was heard, In an instant, a hole the size of a fist was dug into the meter-high wall.

There was a series of crackling and cracking sounds that made the scalp tingle again, and the ghost energy took advantage of the emptiness and slammed into the door of the Fengxie formation.

Shi Yuan threw out the magic weapon, but it was just a drop in the bucket.

Before the absolute quantity is suppressed, no matter how dexterous the mechanism is, it is empty talk.

Accompanied by the sharp cry, the pattern on the gate of the formation flickered frequently, and the flat vines stretched out in a winding manner, wrapping outwards like silver whips.

The silver flower bloomed for the first time, and green smoke rose from the place where it passed, and wiped out the ghost soldier who turned into gas.

Shen Zhexue turned around and saw this scene, and immediately said: "Something is attracting them, it's right here, look for it!"

The Immemorial Seal of Evil is a seal set by the Immortal Immortal. It was impossible to attract evil spirits, but now it is too weird to attract such a large number of ghost soldiers.

He thought about the past, and quickly built the connection between the Hanshan formation and the summoning formation in his mind.

The soul-calling array is to recruit the great ghosts of the underworld under the four directions, and the spells summoned across the boundary are enough to be regarded as going against the sky.

The instigator behind the scenes raises hundreds of evil spirits to set up a ghost pool, which is the strange sounds they heard in the secret passage, and then uses Yuan Tuan's natural ghost body as bait, and when the conditions for summoning the soul are met, the ghosts of the underworld can come here.

However, the man's ultimate goal is to let the big ghost charge into battle.

Human body control of ghosts needs to be suppressed by strength, there is no meditation practice in the four directions that can control ghosts in the underworld, only to lure them.

It's like throwing delicious things to attract wild beasts, the gate where they are located is the final pass.

The evil spirits of the underworld cannot be resisted, let alone the ghost races in the four directions, even if they will be wiped out by the ancient seal of evil in the end, there are still ghosts who take risks and try to lure things.

So there was this ghost army in front of him.

Although the ghosts in the four directions are light and elegant, they are still tangible objects. According to Shen Zhexue's experience in dealing with ghosts in the past, a few of them will be reduced in place, and if there are too many, they can only resist with objects, which is no different from killing demons in ordinary times. .

He looked back at Shi Yuan and the others who were anxiously searching.

There is simply not enough time!

Now they are passively at the entrance of this urn path. Originally, those ghosts would crash into the ancient evil-sealing formation to kill themselves, but they stood in front of the formation. I am afraid that they have not waited for the formation to be wiped out. The ghost soldier had already been smashed to pieces by the evil spirit of the ghost clan.

Shen Zhexue once again drew the shape-shifting array, but the shape-shifting without anchor points requires a lot of spiritual support. He took out the exit of the inner demon array and sacrificed an ancient wood spirit core. Qi was able to complete it on the premise of analyzing all the formations.

At present, they do not have the right time, place and people.

Suddenly the array shattered, and the fine ice particles dissipated in the air.

"Where is it?" Qiao Tan could hardly pinch the spirit detection spell.

Yuan Xiyan released his own ghost energy to suppress the group of ghosts. Seeing this, Shen Zhexue opened a slit to let his ghost energy disperse, and inherited Yuan Tuan's ghost energy to disperse. The group of ghosts looked up and temporarily stopped their restlessness.

However, after seven or eight breaths, Yuan Xiyan's face turned pale, his lips turned blue, and his breath turned and fell.

Shen Zhexue sealed the ice wall, and the ghosts outside the wall suddenly rose up again, and half of the ice surface collapsed with a bang!

"Shi Yuan!" Shen Zhexue yelled at Shi Yuan while re-strengthening, Shi Yuan understood, and wrapped Yuan Xiyan with a wind ball, blocking the connection of ghost energy.

Yuan Xiyan slightly bent his torso, curled his hands in front of his chest, and Shi Yuan put a meditation talisman between his eyebrows.

He was sweating profusely, looked at Shi Yuan and said, "Thank you..."

Shen Zhexue's fingertips were covered with a thin layer of frost, and the ghost army became more and more excited, rushing towards them like crazy.

The burning pain spread across the neck, and Shen Zhexue knew without looking that the reverberation of the Immemorial Seal of Xie had become stronger.

He was too close to the pure sealing formation, the longer he stayed, the more he would be restrained.

Shi Yuan calmed down Yuan Xiyan, and stopped using the spirit detection technique. He used spiritual power to transform a talisman out of thin air, took a piece of thin paper, contained a ray of ghost energy in the paper, folded it into a human shape, stacked the paper talismans, and said :"go!"

Transforming form from the spirit is a technique for beginners in meditation. I saw a small cluster of flames rising from the paper figurine, floating in the air for a while, but it seemed like a dead leaf fell off its branches and fell on the bluestone ground and turned into white ash.

"Cough, still can't do it?" Yuan Xiyan stood up against the wall, his arms trembling slightly, and just as he was about to try to regulate the ghost energy again, he suddenly heard a sharp sound——

His pupils shrank suddenly, and he pushed Shi Yuan to the side!

A sword energy brushed Shi Yuan's hair and temples, drawing a stream of red blood.

Shen Zhexue couldn't move away, she turned her head and said: "Shi Yuan!" Then she looked at the origin of the sword energy, "Xie Zhuchun! You—"

Everyone's hearts sank even more, Shen Zhexue said sharply: "Stay away from him!"

He diverted his spiritual energy around Xie Zhuchun and Shui Qingqian, each forming a ring of fine icicles, but just as the cold air climbed up to their feet, the two sword spirits suddenly exploded and broke away from Shen Zhexue's spirit seal , rushed towards Shi Yuan and the others.

Shen Zhexue's two strands of spiritual power once again entangled the dazed sword spirit, the wind swept past his ears, and his left shoulder felt a severe pain in his flesh, as a ghost claw pierced through the ice wall and passed across it.

One spirit and two points already required strong control, Shen Zhexue pressed the ghost claw with one hand, the palm was covered with frost, and with force from the wrist and shoulder, he broke the ghost's arm!

Behind him, Yuan Xiyan and Shi Yuan fell to both sides in embarrassment, the blood oozing from their backs stained the inscription admonishment protruding from the wall.

Xie Zhuchun suddenly went berserk, and the sword energy surged all over his body, as sharp as a blade.

Yuan Xiyan drew his sword, "What happened to him?"

"I'm so scared that I've fallen into a magic barrier." Shi Yuan guessed.

The sword spirit itself is the consciousness condensed from the aura of heaven and earth in the black iron, which is more pure and innocent than the human soul, and when it takes off the body of the sword, it is just a handful of aura.

Now that Xie Zhuchun and Shui Qingqian have human bodies, they are different from humans after all. They are more able to suppress ghost energy, but relatively, when there is too much spiritual energy or ghost energy, they are more likely to be confused.

Shui Qingqian did not learn Pei Jing's skills, but only bombarded with pure sword intent. Qiao Tan was dexterous, and after dodging the fatal attack from left to right, blood flowed all over the ground, which was an unsustainable crisis.

Qiao Tan and Shui Qingqian were able to move back and forth, but Xie Zhuchun showed amazing fighting power.

He is Xiang Guchun's saber, who has gone through the dark history of the cultivation world.At that time, there was no order, and evil currents were raging. Even the lives of cultivators were as light as flying birds and thin feathers. The front line of life and death was a life-and-death struggle.

Shen Zhexue's ice spirit entangled with Xie Zhuchun again and again, and was crushed repeatedly. The silver flower on his neck reverberated to the extreme, and began to climb towards his cheeks, and the burning sensation in his flesh became more intense.

He could see with the naked eye that Xie Zhuchun's killing intent had reached its peak, and all the recruits were Shi Yuan's vitals.

The sword spirit who struggled to survive from the Heavenly Tribulation Year has a deep hatred for the evil current.

Shen Zhexue threw out the ice blade backhand, and the blue spiritual thread was connected to the ice blade, and the sealing spell was covered like a net.

The ghost soldier's anger piled up, the ice wall cracked inch by inch, and Shen Zhexue's secret path was not good.

The vigorous ghost energy slammed into him like a huge clock spine, Shen Zhexue received a blow from the front, and the ice wall that had been built shattered.

He staggered a few steps back, propped his palms on the ground, his spiritual energy condensed, and he fainted bright red in the ice and snow.

These ghost soldiers were almost insane, and the ordinary seals were completely invalid, and Shen Zhexue gradually had the idea of ​​breaking the boat.

And at this moment, Shi Yuan, who was behind him, suddenly pinched his hands together and recited a mantra.

A strange scene appeared, after he gave an order, the blood all over the ground gathered under his feet, and then slowly condensed into round blood bubbles, lingering around him.

Shen Zhexue's pupils shrank.

——That is the magic technique of the demons!

The blood bubbles exploded one after another, the sky was bloody and disgusting, and the chaotic aura surged back and forth in this square inch, and the red moles in Shi Yuan's eyes were as bright as splashed blood stains.

Shen Zhexue's line of sight was filled with evil red, but the color of the sky was not as bloody as that of Yuan's pupils.

The roars of Xie Zhuchun and Shui Qingqian echoed endlessly, Shi Yuan stared at them with blood dripping eyes, the two suddenly lost their strength and both fell to the ground.

Qiao Tan supported Shui Qingqian, and cast a meditation spell on it.

After this move, Shi Yuan choked on blood, his bones creaked, he knelt on the ground with his arms around him, his spine bulged, as if some foreign object was about to grow out of his bones.

Yuan Xiyan didn't know much about the demon race, but he looked like he was insane, and the spell of meditation and tranquility didn't turn around in the slightest. He couldn't help beating a drum, and shouted at Shen Zhexue: "Elder Shen!"

He, Yuan Xiyan, had never asked anyone for help in his life, but at this moment he was extremely panic-stricken, and subconsciously felt that only Shen Zhexue could turn the tide.

But at the same time, he also clearly knew that Elder Shen was also at the end of his battle.

The number of ghost soldiers was so large that they couldn't resist at all, so they could only wait for time and try their luck to leave on their own.

The ice wall that was heavy with snow has been smashed countless times, and the reddish color inside the ice has become as thick as cinnabar, as if a high wall reaching heaven and earth was built with flesh and blood.

Shen Zhexue half-kneeled under the precarious wall, turned her head and said to Yuan Xiyan, "Get back!"

A cool aura wrapped Shi Yuan from head to toe, and Yuan Xiyan was hit by the aura against the stone wall. When he raised his eyes, he saw continuous aura gushing out of Shi Yuan's red bracelet.

Shi Yuan's pupils gradually returned to pitch-black, his slack eyes focused, and he murmured: "Master?" When he looked at Shen Zhexue again, his mind snapped back, and he wanted to take a few steps, but he was nailed to the ground and couldn't move.

...they seem to run into things like this all the time.

Shen Zhexue was thinking wildly in the wet smell, in front of him was a thin wall of ice that had been washed away, and behind him was a disciple of Taiqingzong who was soaked in blood.

Xie Zhuchun struggled with the last of his strength and climbed to the door. He was in a state of confusion, waving his arms and beating the door in collapse, and shouted: "Xiang Guchun! Xiangguchun, come out——"

He actually cried out, the millennium sword spirit was wronged like a child who was abandoned.

"Why don't you take me, why don't you take me, sword master, master, take me away—!"

Xie Zhuchun's stern cry echoed in front of Yinhua's complicated gate, and Shen Zhexue only felt a burst of pain in his heart when he heard it.

I could no longer see things clearly, and those sharp ghost screams were caught in Xie Zhuchun's hoarse cry, making Shen Zhexue dizzy, and he whispered: "Shi Yuan, you..."

boom--

The ghost army was restless, and the spiritual atmosphere in front of the gate rushed to the extreme in an instant!

It was Taolin who fell to the bottom of the lake.

The clearing circle is on!

"Elder Shen!" Qiao Tan burst into tears, and suddenly shouted in shock, "Underground! Below!!"

Shen Zhexue clenched her lower lip, barely regaining her consciousness, but saw a long sword in Qiao Tan's hand, stabbing straight into the gap between the floor tiles.

The sword was actually a clear and shallow sword.

Shui Qingqian's main body had been lost before entering the battle, but now its consciousness was in a frenzy, and it found the main body of Sword Spirit with Pei Jing's body.

Qiao Tan grabbed Shui Qingqian's hilt and fell down in vain, but was dragged by the sword spirit, and the sword spirit swept up.

The blood splattered, and Qiao Tan opened his mouth, crying out in pain.

Her eyes were pale, and she held Shui Qingqian's sword with both hands.

Shui Qingqian's bewildered eyes suddenly became clear, and together with Qiao Tan, he held his sword hilt and chiseled hard——

The huge blue bricks were lifted up by them.

It was empty below!

Qiao Tan glanced inside in a daze, and just this one glance made her blood rush backwards, and her whole body felt cold.

The blue bricks are like a coffin lid, and the person lying underneath is actually Sang Qi, the suzerain of Hanshan Mountain!

"This..." Suddenly, Qiao Tan was about to pull Sang Qi who was lying on his back, but suddenly he heard an extremely suppressed cry of pain from Shen Zhexue's direction.

A handful of blood mist flew up, and Shen Zhexue knelt down on his knees. Those ghost soldiers rushed towards him desperately, and he said in a hoarse voice: "Don't move...that's the transformation spirit formation that nourishes ghosts, there are more than one of you, Find others to hide in!"

When he heard Sang Qi's name, he understood all the logic of this formation.

Just like the physique of attracting ghosts on Tuesday, the higher the monk's cultivation level, the easier it is for the ghosts to take advantage of it when he is weak. For ghosts, what bait can compare to the temptation of all the high-level spiritual energy and physical body of Hanshan?

Shui Qingqian pushed hard, and was about to throw Qiao Tan into the narrow coffin, Qiao Tan shouted: "Elder Shen!!"

"Leave me alone!" Shen Zhexue squeezed the spiritual energy in his veins, and the ice reflected his white face like frost and snow, "I have my own way, you guys hide!"

Shui Qingqian applied force and pushed Qiao Tan in. Before the bluestone fell, it suddenly said to Qiao Tan: "I saw a little girl like you when I woke up. I am very happy. Brother Xiang said you are like this!" It's their way forward, I don't understand..."

Shui Qingqian's mind is like a child's, but in fact, the mind of Sword Spirit is not comparable to that of humans, it just doesn't want to become too smart.

Because since that calamity year, it knows that smart people often don't have a good life.

And this may be its smartest time, it put down the blue brick and said: "But I think this is very good."

His majesty's bluestone is very firm, only sharp weapons can be lifted, and the limited underground coffin can accommodate at most two people, those monks who are unconscious cannot move, and some of them may not be able to get in.

Shui Qingqian walked up to Shi Yuan and the others, held up the blade of the sword with both hands, and said, "I'll help you lift the bricks, please let my master in!"

It is a famous soldier, but it is far from the point where it can be divided evenly. Inside the blue bricks, there is the nourishment of ancient evils. Shui Qingqian's doing so is tantamount to exchanging his life.

The bond between the sword spirit and the sword master is unimaginable, even beyond the love and hate of the human race.

The recognition of sword spirits is not to be used by others after a contract, but from the time when they really recognize the sword holder, their lifelong beliefs sprout from this, and will continue until the moment they are broken.

The celadon-like ground was already dirty and ugly, dark red blood was spilled everywhere, and broken ice crystals melted in it.

Shi Yuan leaned against the wall, reaching out to hold Shui Qingqian's sword hilt.

Yuan Xiyan held down his hand and snatched the sword. His face was like sinking water, and he said, "Senior brother Xie is right, I am not suitable to be a sword repairer."

After saying that, use the blade of the sword to enter the gap between the warp and weft of the green brick, and use the blade to lift the next brick up.

The water was clear and shallow, and the probe looked down, but there was a solid ground under this brick, and there was no way to hide.

--Where? !

The half of the ground in front of the sealing formation gate is crowded by ghost troops, and it is unknown how many formations there are under the ground on their side.

Shen Zhexue was almost stuck in front of the ice wall, and his black hair had turned gray. He was already using the evil current to infect the ghost soldiers, but the opponent was not afraid of death at all, and rushed over wave after wave. Bloody vines grew between his sleeves.

The fishy smell rose in his throat, he was so choked that he couldn't speak, he could only hear the sound of sharp knives and masonry being cut behind him, and finally another coffin was opened, and the clear water drove Pei Jing into it, the bluestone It crashed.

Shui Qingqian's blade was full of cracks, Yuan Xiyan closed his eyes heavily, Shi Yuan looked at the last green brick in the corner, poured spiritual power into Shui Qingqian, and lifted Yuan Xiyan's hand hard.

It's the ground coffin!

Shui Qingqian groaned, as if urging, Yuan Xiyan grabbed Shi Yuan's shoulder, trying to push him down, but Shi Yuan swung him back, which was an obvious refusal.

"It's all because of me, you don't have to save me!" Yuan Xiyan roared, but Shi Yuan suddenly grabbed his front lapel, threw him down, and roared back, "My master is still here!"

...Shen Zhexue is still here.

There was a loud "hum" in Yuan Xiyan's head.

Shen Zhexue was blocking the ghost army's last support, it was impossible for him to hide first.

Maybe he understood from the beginning to the end that someone has to be abandoned. Is there any way out in such a desperate situation?Shen Zhexue is not a fairy in the fairy court, even if he is proficient in many theories, how can he put himself to death and survive in this desperate situation.

And Shi Yuan knew it all the more.

"Are you kidding me!" Yuan Xiyan said: "You master and apprentice are all dead here, what face do I have!"

Fist and kick back and forth a few moves, Shui Qingqian's sword cry was even louder, almost reaching the limit.

"Stop arguing!" Shen Zhexue came suddenly through voice transmission, his voice was so hoarse, as if someone was strangling his throat, he said with difficulty: "Shi Yuan, do you believe me?"

Yuan Xiyan had a vague premonition, only to hear Shi Yuan categorically say: "I believe it!"

"Okay." Shen Zhexue trembled: "Let Yuan Xiyan go in!"

Yuan Xiyan was startled, and shouted in disbelief: "Elder Shen, you—"

At this moment of distraction, the back of his neck was exposed, his eyes went dark, and with the clear water falling in his arms, the bluestone coffin lid fell down, closing a space in the underground coffin.

The shock spread to the ground, and in the darkness where the earth was shaking and the mountains were shaking, Yuan Xiyan pressed his forehead firmly against the coffin lid, and screamed in collapse.

When Shi Yuan fell on the bluestone, he blocked the last way out with his own hands, but his eyes were on Shen Zhexue.

He tried his best, his hands and feet were almost out of control, he took a few steps on his knees, and pressed against Shen Zhexue's back.

Shen Zhexue's spiritual power was too weak to prop up a new ice wall. Behind the thin ice surface was a steady stream of ghosts. He retreated slowly, feeling the boy's chest that hadn't grown broad yet.

Everywhere on his body was hurt, almost numb, but the only place where his heart still hurt.

If there is still time, he actually wants to ask Shi Yuan if he will be sad.

Just now his question about trust or not was really funny, no one has the right to use this as a bargaining chip before life and death, not to mention his choice is tantamount to letting Shi Yuan die.

"Master, I'm very happy." Shi Yuan seemed to hear his heart, and whispered: "Master, I also... don't want to be left behind."

Those who remain suffer too much.

So what about the prosperity of the world, time can wipe away the pain at the beginning, but it can't take away the hidden bitterness under the tongue.

Just like Gu Chunjian who is out of body and transformed into a human being, but still chasing the phantom of Haruhi.

The cold light was lingering, and the ice wall shattered into crystals, like a galaxy sinking, filling the palace like a pool of blood.

Shen Zhexue turned around, and both of them were half kneeling, so they couldn't tell the difference between the tall and short, they were already very close to each other, but this time their noses touched even more when they turned around.

"Stupid apprentice." Shen Zhexue said softly.

He raised his hands to hold Shi Yuan's shoulders, and his kneeling knees that were about to lose consciousness suddenly exerted force, pushing him back.

The pressure of death behind him was overwhelming, and thousands of ghosts crazily rushed towards——

Time seemed to be elongated in an instant.

Shi Yuan's back slammed into the front door heavily.

Shen Zhexue folded her arms and hugged him tightly, Shi Yuan's mind went blank, and only heard Master whispering in his ears: "Don't be afraid, close your eyes."

Before Shi Yuan could react, Shen Zhexue opened her mouth and bit Shi Yuan's neck!

The sharp teeth pierced into the skin, and sweet blood gushed out, staining Shen Zhexue's lips red, but he swallowed more.

The evil aura exploded and exploded from behind him, confronting the ghostly aura.

The Immemorial Seal of Sealing Evil on the gate of the formation erupted with light that could be compared to the scorching sun, and silver flowers grew surgingly.

This is the strongest seal in the world, its power can resist all evil spirits.

Shen Zhexue can't generate evil currents by itself, but there are hidden seeds of evil currents in Shiyuan's blood. Shen Zhexue swallowed his blood raw, melted the evil currents into his own blood, and then released them to the outside, triggering the immemorial seal of evil. There was an unprecedented echo, densely covered with silver flowers.

The ghost army had no way out, and desperately slammed into the gate of the formation like moths flying to the flame!

Shi Yuan could no longer see or hear anything. Amidst the white light and loud noise, he could only feel the warm body temperature in front of him, and the strength that was almost strangling into his flesh and blood.

Taigu Fengxie pierced into the flesh and burned bloodthirsty silver flowers. Before and after the so-called holy magic formation in the fairy court, on the one hand was the impact of the world-shattering ghost clan, and on the other was the thin shoulders and back of his master. Unbent spine.

The intense impact of the ghost spirit blurred his consciousness, but a thought was transmitted slowly.

"Stupid apprentice, I will never leave you again."

At this point, Shi Yuan finally lost his consciousness and sank to the bottom of the darkness.

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The author has something to say:

Shen Zhexue: Beep bleeding.

Shi Yuan: Kaka demonized.

Yuan Xiyan (collapsed): You guys are still proud, aren't you? !