Chapter 49: Jiaye Tianzhen

The sound of footsteps echoed on the bluestone board and looked weak.

Han Ling stared at the front, as if there was some belief supporting his pace. Despite all the hardships, his hand still held the wall, bit his teeth tightly, and stumbled forward.

"There is no mistake... There will be no mistake..." Han Ling said in his heart, "Just ahead..."

After a while, a spacious and blue stone room appeared in front of me. The stone room was six sides, and there was a Taiji pattern on the ground, rippling like water lines. In the stone room, there was a blue counter, which seemed to be visiting something above, emitting a call.

Han Ling approached the counter step by step, his eyes bloomed with brilliance, and his whole body seemed to have strength. He accelerated and ran to the counter and looked at such an object in a moment.

The thing he had been looking for for a long time was in front of him. At this moment, Han Ling's heart seemed to have set off a huge wave. He was shocked by excitement. There was a blue light in his eyes, and he slowly stretched out his hand, as if he wanted to touch a treasure sealed by thousands of years, unconsciously trembling, both excited and nervous.

His fingers, following the strange attraction above, are about to touch.

Such an object is a six-sided occupation plate, with six hexagrams surrounding the yin and yang Taiji in the middle, the size of two palms, and the dark blue light appeared from the occupation plate, as if telling profound words.

"Tianbu... I finally found you..." Han Ling couldn't help muttering, but there was a sound behind him, which broke his already nervously swollen heart and made him subconsciously stop.

"Hole...hand..." The breath of the sound was extremely weak. Han Ling turned his head and looked at the man who crawled forward with his hand on the ground.

The strong black gas is shrouded like a huge black claw, holding Chen Rufeng into pieces.

The harsh whistling sound did not change Chen Rufeng's face at all. The black gas burned his eyes like fireworks, allowing it to be swallowed by the pure demon gas gradually coming from all directions.

Halpa's body blended into the black gas, constantly urging the beast-like pure demonic spirit to destroy the heaven and the earth, vowing to destroy the person in front of him.

Chen Rufeng's figure slowly shattered in the violent black gas, as if he had thrown into the fiery lava, and disappeared in a moment.

The pure demon's spirit suddenly burst out like declaring victory, and there seemed to be a cluster of black fireworks in the wall. The crazy momentum banged on the bluestone wall, and the whole wall road trembled.

In the end, only a wisp of gentle black smoke was left, like a broken ghost, which was pervasive for a long time. Only in this hazy black smoke, I saw a man with bloody eyes, gasping for breath and a relieved smile on his face.

I still won. Even if it is a magic formula, it can't beat my pure demon spirit.

Hahahaha...

Harpa looked up and laughed wildly, but there was a sneer behind him.

Suddenly, a pair of dark eyes met his eyes, and the endless darkness seemed to swallow his heart in an instant, making his throat dumb and speechless.

Harpa looked surprised and looked at the teenager in front of him who was supposed to be destroyed by his pure demonic spirit. He shook his head and said repeatedly, "Impossible...impossible..."

It turned out that Chen Rufeng had just used the third layer of the "fantasy" of his magic skills and successfully avoided the fatal blow of Halpa under the greatly enhanced magic skills. Halpa did not realize that his goal was just an illusion, did not restrain the pure demon spirit in time, and wasted this powerful blow on the illusion. .

The improvement of magic skills also made a qualitative leap in Chen Rufeng's original martial arts, as if he had opened up a new world for him. Many clever applications quickly sprouted in his head. He had just combined "virtual" and "eun" with "illusion" and successfully connected the three levels of etherly martial arts, which is magic. The enlightening effect of work.

"Is it my turn now?" Chen Rufeng showed a cold smile on his face, like a ghost in the dark, ready to release the power of chasing the soul.

In the surrounding space, black gas condensed into a wind, gloomy and gathered on Chen Rufeng's fists.

Harpa couldn't help but be shocked and knew that he was going to use the cracked wind fist again. He had to do his best to resist the cracked wind fist just now. Not to mention that he had just accumulated power and caused a large loss of pure demon qi. In addition, Chen Rufeng has practiced the magic skill of the anti-demon heart formula, and in terms of power Winning, I'm afraid I'm powerless to take his move now.

The restless storm has surrounded Harpa, like a ghost with teeth and claws, exuding strong strength and quietly spinning and cracking.

Halpa urged the remaining true qi in his body and tried his best to stabilize his body so as not to be hindered by the faster dark storm. Now he is also the end of the crossbow, with bitterness on his face and the red light in his eyes gradually faded.

"Do you think this is still a split wind fist?" Chen Rufeng smiled like a ghost. He became a bird and killed Harpa. The storm swept his fist and accumulated into a strong momentum.

"There is no cracking... but gathering?" Halpa was so shocked that he took a step back. The storm turned into a roll of darkness like a call, like a dragon calling, and flew into Chen Rufeng's fist.

With a punch, the long-accumulated black wind suddenly came out of the sheath of the giant sword, suddenly extended and erupted from the fist, tied into a black pillar, and quickly penetrated into Halpa's body.

"Ah..."

The gathered black wind passed through Harpa's body and expanded to the endless place behind him.

Harpa, who was originally proud for a while, also lowered his head lifelessly at this moment, and his body was strung to the black wind pillar and his eyelids were closed.

Chen Rufeng snorted coldly, his fist shook, and his blackness was broken, but the seemingly dead body in front of him did not fall to the ground as expected.

Harpa opened his eyes, and most of his body was empty, but there was a smile on the corners of his mouth.

A suffocating smile.

As soon as the eyelids were opened, the terrible red light revived again and flourished.

Chen Rufeng saw it clearly. It was a revenge smile.

Did he turn into a fierce ghost?

"Let you...see...what a profound magic skill is!" Halpa squeezed out vague words from between his teeth, and his hands could still lift above his head in control, "The demon disintegrates!"

The black gas in Chen Rufeng's eyes seemed to be frightened, rippling uneasily.

As soon as the words fell, Halpa's body suddenly burst into black fragments, filling the whole space, as if the underworld had risen to the mortal world, and the almost exhaled evil spirit ejected everywhere, and countless bursting true energy, arbitrarily overflowing the whole wall.

The earthquake cracked!

Chen Rufeng was instantly swallowed up by magic, like countless fists, hitting him from every inch of his body, and the indescribable pain quickly spread all over his body, and then tens of millions of blades were cutting his body, but he could not move and could only bear great pain. In the end The huge impact of the wave completely destroyed his mind, and his consciousness fell into darkness.

It's like falling asleep.

The two people in the stone room can also feel the earthquake of the earth, both of which are shocked.

When the tremor stopped, Han Ling's face recovered and looked at the lingering Kuka who crawled over.

At this moment, Kuka's face is full of black lines, and the original golden Sanskrit mark has become as ugly black as scorching, mixed with blood stains, which is very scary.

"I didn't expect that you Brahmins would still use the magic of our Middle-earth Taoists." Han Ling sneered and said that his finger finally fell on the six sides of the plate called "Tianbu". At the moment his finger touched it, Xuanqing's light was bright, as if he had been stimulated, emitting a dazzling blue light in response.

"Jiye Tianzhen..." Kuka's voice was weak, and he just stretched out a hand, as if to catch something in Han Ling's hand.

"Oh? So Tianbu is the key to opening the Jiaye Tianzhen? Han Ling held Tianbu with great interest. The thickness of Tianbu was only the same as one palm, holding nothing in his hand.

However, at the moment he held Tianbu, a strong and dazzling blue light suddenly appeared on the blue counter, making Han Ling subconsciously raise his sleeves to cover his eyes.

"Ha ha... You didn't expect that you inadvertently opened the Jiaye Tianzhen, did you?" Kuka's face, which was already breathless, still couldn't help but look proud. As soon as these words came out, Han Ling's face changed dramatically. He looked at Kuka desperately and clenched Tianbu.

"It's useless. We have prevented the Tang army from entering Qunu City to kill. There are no 100,000 living sacrifices, and the Jiaye Tianzhen is equally invalid." Han Ling quickly said, although he was not sure whether Cao Jin could stop Gao Xianzhi's army from entering Qu Women's City.

"Even so, you want to leave here! Hahaha..." Kuka said these vicious words with his last strength. Before Han Ling thought about it, he began to tremble uneasily.

There were cracks in the green platform, and it seemed that something was going to explode from it.

In an hour, the sky and the earth shook, as if someone were shaking the depths of the ground, making the standing Han Ling's body sway and almost fall to the ground.

"Damn it!" Han Ling cursed, quickly stuffed Tianbu into his blood-filled arms, raised his last strength, and ran back.