140 Central Devil

The array of the fairy mansion dissipated in advance. Some of the disciples shouted that they wanted to rush in immediately. Some suggestions were to wait for the teachers' elders in place. Xu Kaicheng looked at the white clouds that quickly became thin and hesitated. Duanmu Changgong was not here now. He was the commander-in-chief. Whether he entered or not depends on his words.

"Brother Xu, can we get in or not?" Zhu Jiong of the Sun Palace came over and asked without a smile.

Xu Kaicheng took a look at him and pointed to the valley and said, "The brothers of Qinglian Palace have entered. The fairy arrays here are all left by the earth immortals, and the power is endless. I really can't rest assured. It's better to leave some people here to continue to build temporary dojos and select some masters to come in with me."

"Brother Xu Gaojian!" Zhu Jiong picked up his thumb and went back to gather people.

Soon, more than a dozen masters were selected by the seven factions. Xu Kaicheng's sword light suddenly rose under his feet and shot into the valley. Others followed closely, and various sword lights flew away and penetrated into the fog that had become extremely thin.

Ye Jianling followed Zhu Liaofeng in the crowd and came in.

Before the flight was not far away, I came to a huge cave, which was still full of thick white fog, and the remnants of the power of the fairy array were still there. When flying inside, the faster the fog, the thicker the fog became. The tide generally surged towards people, making the sword light stagnant, dysfunctional, and difficult to breathe, and easy to die. .

Fortunately, all the masters came in this time. Xu Kaicheng took the lead, holding a jade kite in his hand and playing gently. The sound sand in front of him may jump or explode, sweeping over and forcibly driving a road. The cave was extremely long. Later, the sand was stopped by the fog and the speed of progress decreased. Every time he stopped, he had to move the jade kite, causing the Tianyin sand to forcibly explode. It rumbled like thunder, so that he could move forward little by little. When the people behind saw this scene, they released their flying swords, connected the sword light into pieces, and hit it again. Out of this door, the god thunder forcibly bombarded a road in the thick fog.

Everyone has been flying forward for half an hour, but they still can't see the exit, and they can't help but be confused.

Tang Baiyu of the Heavenly Bird School said, "Brother Xu, I'm afraid we are trapped in the confusion."

Xu Kaicheng was not sure: "This cave is very strange. We have to find a way to eliminate these fog."

"The fog is condensed by water vapor. If we talk about water control, it is the White Water Palace!" Tang Baiyu looked at the water solution.

"In this case, I will make a fool of myself." The water dissolved and took out a colorful crystal bottle, controlled the water formula by hand, collected the fog with the fairy method, and pointed to the bottle, and the surrounding fog poured into the bottle one after another, as if the scene was absorbing water. The thick fog near and far were all taken and sucked into the bottle.

When everyone saw that his spell was effective, they praised him in unison. However, the praise was not decided, so they stopped collectively. Because although the fog around him was absorbed, it was not as clear as everyone expected, but the fog was still thick. He sucked for nearly half an hour, but the fog around him did not decrease at all.

Not only others were impatient, but finally they couldn't even hang on their water-soluble faces. They accepted the spells and said with a red face, "Water-soluble incompetence can't break this maze."

Tang Baiyu thought for a moment: "If the water doesn't work, then you can only use fire."

Everyone turned their eyes to Zhu Jiong again. Zhu Jiong was still a little confident, waiting for everyone to ask him to take action. Fortunately, he showed his hand in front of people. However, after seeing the water-soluble means, he was also a little nervous. At this time, when he saw everyone's eyes looking over, he swallowed all the words he had prepared in advance.

He grabbed his hands and shook his wrists. Ten red flames flew out of his fingertips, but the size of his thumb belly burned fiercely and flew into the air. Everyone stared breath and secretly guessed that the magic of the White Water Palace has been invalid. I don't know if the sun treasure light flame of the Sun Palace can deal with this evil. The fog of the door.

As the saying goes, water and fire are incompatible. As soon as the divine fire came out, the fog around immediately felt the breath of natural enemies, as if ten drops of water gradually entered the oil pan. The crackled and blew up the smoke, and the fire splashed everywhere. Zhu Jiong opened his mouth and sprayed an elixir. The fire suddenly soared and turned into a blazing flame more than three feet high, flying left and right. Sweep away the fog nearby. Everyone returned to Qingming in front of their eyes, and there was a hope for a way out. They all cheered. A little disciple of the Longquan School even pointed to the walls on both sides of the cave and said, "Look, there are murals here..."

Before he finished his words, the fog around him gathered like a tide and gathered crazily. The more it condensed, the flames beat violently, burning for fear of explosion. Zhu Jiong sprayed elixir continuously to refine the fog. However, the fog was inexhaustible, and kept rushing from afar, and the more than ten flames quickly contracted. Zhu Jiong He also held a ring from the fire in his hand, pinched an arson seal, and sprayed the elixir, but he was still unable to return to the sky. Bang, a series of explosions, and all ten flames exploded away.

Zhu Jiong snorted, and his chest surged and staggered half a step. Obviously, he was extremely uncomfortable.

Everyone was silent, but they didn't expect that even the powerful sun treasure could not deal with the fog, and the hope of finding a way out became more and more ethereal.

Tang Baiyu suggested: "In this case, we might as well try to fly back."

Shangguan Xuan of the Sun Palace said dissatisfiedly, "We may have almost reached the exit?"

Other people also expressed their opinions.

Xu Kaicheng hesitated again and again, and finally decided: "Let's form a team and fly back according to the way!" With a sigh, he whispered, "If you can really go back safely, it's a creation."

Everyone connected the sword light again, opened the way with divine thunder, and flew back in the thick fog. This time, they flew for more than an hour, but they still couldn't see the exit, and everyone's hearts began to sink.

Ye Jianling took Zhu Liaofeng out of the team and flew aside while the people next to him were not paying attention.

Zhu Liaofeng looked worriedly at the thick fog: "Senior, won't we go with them?"

Ye Jianling sat cross-legged on the ground: "I can't go out with those people. It's better to figure it out by myself."

He entered the fixed situation, looked at the whole array with the eyes of heaven, and finally understood the key.

The Tianji Falling Soul Array arranged in this Baiyun Cave is the same as the Tianxuan Ecstasy Soul Array in the bamboo forest behind the Changsheng Palace. It can be psyched and killable. Even if a master like Xu Danqing is trapped in it with a magic weapon, he can't escape death. At this time, the power of the fairy array has rapidly declined, and the functions of killing and illusion are all failed, leaving only After getting lost, the power of the array is less than one-third of the heyday, but even so, Xu Kaicheng, a group of monks in the training period, could not find a way out.

Ye Jianling saw the way out in the fixed situation, took out the soul-grabbing staff, and flew away with Zhu Liaofeng along the way.

He saw the formation and knew the key points. He followed the situation and came out with him. After a while, he quickly found the exit and flew out of the thick fog of the white cloud cave.

Out of the cave, there is another open space. Although it is inside the mountain, there is a fairy formation transformation. The blue sky above the head, the feet step on the green space, the birds and flowers are fragrant, and the trees are full of trees. There is a temple not far from the grass. Ye Jianling and Zhu Liaofeng fly to the temple. The temple was built more brilliantly than the Changsheng Palace. It was covered with gold bricks and jade tiles and auspicious clouds. There was a plaque at the mountain gate with three ancient seal characters "hanging temple" shining brightly.

Ye Jianling held the soul-grabbing staff in the handshake and walked in with Zhu Liaofeng.

The scale of this temple is not very large, but all kinds of facilities are extremely complete, including the Golden Bell Pavilion, the Dharma Platform, the Moonlight Hall on the left, the Sun Hall on the right, and a high reli tower behind it.

Entering the Daxiong Treasure Hall, there is a golden statue of the Ming King with three heads and eight arms, a forehead and vertical eyes, holding various weapons and carrying flames.

As soon as Ye Jianling walked in, he immediately felt an extremely powerful pressure coming to his face. He couldn't help stepping back three steps before he stood still. He looked up at the statue of the Ming King. He seemed to be alive, staring at him with nine eyes and three faces crying or laughing, and staring at him desperately.

The soul-grabbing stick in his hand jumped and automatically blocked in front of him, and the eager thought of the staff spirit came from his mind: "Master, go! This is the predecessor of the Central Magic Sect! We can't resist it!"

Ye Jianling only felt a cold air rising from the bottom of his heart, and instantly felt cold through his limbs. He reached out and pulled Zhu Liaofeng's arm and was about to exit the hall.

The three divine eyes of the statue glowed at the same time, and a blood-red magic light fell from the sky and fell straight to the top of Ye Jianling's heads. Ye Jianling shook the wand and emitted three magic flames. It blew up into a magic cloud above his head to block the magic light, and the door behind him was automatically closed.

The magic light suddenly dissipated, and Ye Jianling saw that the statue had collected the magic and crossed the wand to see what he would do next.

"Since you're here, let's talk before you leave." The corners of the god's mouth moved slightly, and a strong voice echoed in his mind. "You practiced the Taoism of the Fire Sect of the Five elements sect, as well as some Buddha spells with green lotus and baldness. Well, the Wuyun Yin Demon Sutra is indeed an authentic magic secret method, but the Wuyun Yin Demon Sutra is the kung fu of the Southern Demon Sect, but what you hold in your hand is the treasure of the Northern Demon Sect. It seems that your doll has an extraordinary history!"

Hearing the other party break through several skills he had practiced, Ye Jianling was slightly shocked. Fortunately, the Beiming Zhenjing and the Lingyan Curse he practiced were not seen by him. Beiming Danqi was restrained in nature. Now he is about to enter the Great Zhoutianjing. The kungfu is getting deeper and deeper, and the true spirit is more condensed and restrained. As long as it is not used, Others will not find it, and the Lengyan mantra is just a spell. There is no practice, and it is not surprising that he can't see it. Otherwise, the Lengyan mantra is a taboo of the magic religion. It is not difficult to see from Luo Qiqiang's reaction. If the other party knows that he holds the Lengyan mantra, I'm afraid he will immediately kill him desperately.

As for the Wuyun Demon Sutra he said... There is only one kind of magic kung fu practiced by Ye Jianling, that is, the magic scripture left by his mother. Listening to the meaning of this golden image, the original name of the Demon Sutra should be the Wuyun Demon Sutra, and it is also the authentic magic of the Southern Demon Sect. He lowered his head and did not say anything, and quickly calculated in his heart. How to answer.

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These are so difficult to write, and there are thousands of clues. You have to carefully think about which foreshadowing is to be called out, which foreshadowing has to be tangled, which foreshadowing is half exposed, and all kinds of entanglement...