Chapter 87 The cold water retreats in the clear night

Qi Miaoben breathed. When he was cross-legged and recuperated, he felt that in the dark night, one person urged his footsteps and quietly approached.

If this footstep was based on the previous power of Qimiao, it should not have been felt, but the Marquis of the Shen family also felt quite inexplicable when he saw that Qimiao's eyes suddenly burst out a light to meet the enemy. Fortunately, with his adventure, his internal power doubled, and his ears and eyes were correspondingly smarter.

Those slight, deliberately concealed murderous atmosphere, mixed with this unreachable footsteps, when Qi Miao released two eyes, the person approaching in the dark suddenly settled down and looked at his sudden stop. It seemed that it was also a deeply surprising thing for him to be found.

At this time, Qi Miaoji hung an agreement with the scum. He wanted to stay in this monk's room four times. He did not want to fight with people for no reason, so he operated his mana all over his body. His true energy overflowed, showing the strength of the enemy. The man opposite had approached the door, stopped his steps, and quietly felt the true spirit released by Qi Miao without concealment. He He seemed to hesitate for a moment, and finally restrained his murderous spirit and quietly retreated into the darkness of the curtain.

"Wow..." Qi Miao was full of spirit and waited solemnly. It was not until the water prison was swallowed up by the void again, the iron gate hit and disappeared. He was slightly relieved. He glanced at Shen Wei and Wang Qisheng and saw that Wang Qisheng still fainted in Shen Wei's arms, and An Lehou did not know when he had been able to see it. Stare at him.

His face was full of panic and inexplicableness. At this moment, when Qi Miao was relaxed, he dared to whisper, "He said... Taoist priest, what's the matter? You... Why do you look murderous?

Qi Miao looked at his appearance and knew that he must have experienced many terrible things during this day. He was scared. At that moment, he waved his hand and signaled that it was okay. An Lehou was worried, and then he lowered his head, but he still peeked at him from time to time. Qi Miao knew that he was worried about his son's comfort and was about this and was about to comfort him quietly. One or two, just at this moment, with a bang, in the room adjacent to the monk, the wall suddenly burst.

I don't know who used his true power to blow out a big hole in the wall. For a moment, dust splashed, gravel rolled out, and a figure rushed in. His palm was strong, and he shot out a true spirit, and with a long sword, he cut a cold light in the middle of the sky.

When Qi Miao was shocked, he was caught off guard. The person opposite seemed to have been prepared and knew that he was also a strong enemy. Therefore, as soon as he came up, he did not hold his hand. He slapped and swords one after another. He had no time to dodge, so he had to jump up cross-legged and only heard a loud noise. This palm When he hit himself, there was a roar and a piece of smoke splashed on the ground.

This man's palm is strong, and his skills are naturally not weak. Qi Miao's heart is cold, but he sees that the sword light suddenly comes. This is the man's real killing move. Now Qi Miao's hand's cold water sword has lost its ice soul, and the sword soul has not been repaired. It can't be used. Zhang Tingwan's happy sparrow sword was taken away by Peng's mother, one of the three elders in Kunlun. He has nothing. The object facing the enemy now had to turn over and step on the top of the wall. With the force of counterattack, it rushed to the sword light.

The approaching man seemed to have never thought that Qi Miao would not avoid a backlash. When he was stunned, Qi Miao could rush through the sword light and only heard a click. The sword light crossed him in white, as if he had cut a piece of snow. However, Qi Miao suddenly was suddenly not afraid, and his hands condensed a cold air, emitting boundless air. The cold air hit the sword with a bang.

Between these two strikes, the monk's room, in the darkness, burst out a spark. Qi Miao and the people all slammed and saw each other's figures.

What Qi Miao saw was a man with a high bun, long eyebrows, bearded like a fairy, a straight face, and a Taoist robe. He immediately said to himself, wasn't this man the superb swordsman he had met with Qin Xuehan before, and then the sparks shining over there, he saw a rather young man with snow. , with a clear face and a white practitioner, he also thought like seven wonderful things in his heart. He thought that this man was one of the previous two opponents, but he did not know that this man had recovered his skills, and his magic power was so outstanding.

"Ah! Jiuhua Zhenren!" This roar was a desperate shout from Anle Hou Shen Wei after seeing his face.

It turned out that Jiuhua had done various things and killed people outside the door of Anlehou's house by magic. Shen Wei, who had witnessed it with his own eyes, had long been too scared to help himself. He only said that this man was the god of killing from the nine world and came to Anle Hou Ke's own family. He saw him at this moment, so why was he not afraid.

Hearing Shen Wei's roar, Qi Miao's heart moved. He said that I could deal with this old man, but he must not let Wang Qisheng, who had just recovered from serious injury, make a mistake again. Shen Wei was also an ordinary person. He could not afford this Taoist priest's blow, and the monk only had a small space in the cell. If the two of them fight, they would be injured by mistake. The only way now is:

With a bang, Qimiao's fists formed into ice and dispersed to the four sides. The ice was extremely true. It was actually a blow that gathered Qimiao's full strength. He only heard a loud noise. He was full of strength and actually hit the Jiuhua real person back to the room when he came.

Then, at the moment when I was about to rush along the big hole broken by the wall connected to the two cells, my mind suddenly stung and remembered the thunderous sound: "Don't cross the wall!"

This sound was an explosion in the divine consciousness, like a needle. It came too suddenly. Qi Miao couldn't help but be unstable and his body shook slightly. At this time, the Jiuhua real person handed over the sword and waved a slash.

Qi Miao was helpless, so his body had to retreat for a while. At the same time, he thought about how he could leave this trace in his mind. Previously, he meditated and did not find any abnormality. Was it that he secretly cast some spells?

Suddenly, he felt that the remaining two-point spiritual wood true qi in his body was when he was seriously injured and on the verge of death. He used his own vitality to temporarily maintain his life with the spiritual wood true qi, and made a buzz: "Don't be afraid, you and I can temporarily get distracted with the help of this spirit wood true qi of the same origin. Lian, remember not to jump over the walls of this room, or there will be great trouble!"

These words are just the movement between lightning and fire. Qimiao was clear for a moment, but it was too late to return to the futter. Only after avoiding the behead of Jiuhua, he saw that the world was not allowed to be sent out, and it was a false blow, forcing Qimiao to retreat two more steps, and then suddenly rushed forward and passed across the wall, from the hole that was bombed out. He rushed into the monk's cell.

"Go back, go back!" In Qimiao's heart, the sound of the shackles shouted again. At this time, Qimiao understood that when it was recovered the one or two points of spiritual wood true qi from the remnants that the shackles had given up, it also took over the remnant souls attached to it. This remnant soul should be only a small part, and the stalk hidden in the true qi of the large group of spiritual wood. Zi Yuanling has no connection, but retains part of his memory.

In terms of not being able to cross the wall alone, it should be a matter that makes him deeply afraid of the extent of intimidation. Although the words and deeds of the pentagonists are reversed, after all, he is the designer of this six-knowledge Dingjia array. Qi Miao is clear in his heart that since crossing the wall is a taboo, he must abide by it.

Even when Jiuhua passed through the wall twice without any impact, Jiuhua's one foot had entered the monk's room, and the left and right were shining with the heavenly sword. It was forged with gold and inlaid jade, bloomed gorgeously and was extremely magnificent. However, the sword front was located with a deep chill, under the heart. Awe-ran knows that this sword can't be used as a vase-like ornament, so be careful.

He opened his hand and dispersed, and the water vapor in the air condensed, and several pieces of ice condensed out in an instant, and then shot at the Jiuhua real person. Jiuhua's wrist shook, his face snorted coldly, and the sword was more urgent. When the wind waved by, seven or eight pieces of ice were smashed by it in an instant.

With a bang, the ice crumbs flew. Jiuhua made a sound and looked up, but saw that there was no layer of frost on the sky. Water vapor overflowed along the sword body and condensed into two or three subtle icicles. It turned out that these seven wonders used their brains to attack with the ice, and then condensed into cold at the moment when the ice burst. The ice gas froze Jiuhua's magic soldiers.

In the past, Qi Miao met a master of righteousness and Taoism. Zong Haiming, the second brother named Ling Zongyun, a senior figure who was actually many years older than him. Under his command, the strength and softness of the Taoist water were all wisdom. From then on, he was more comfortable to control the cold and true qi of the water. There were many dexterous tricks to meet the enemies. Jiuhua was careless and self-retained method. He was strong, but unexpectedly, under one blow, the divine soldier's divinity was damaged.

At this time, Qi Miao sent another palm wind, which turned out to be the three true qi that attacked in turn. Jiuhua's heart was awe of breath. He didn't know what was mysterious in it, so he had no choice but to retreat quickly and enter the room when he came.

I saw the three palm wind condensed with a grand water cold air, slow and fast, and one palm was as fast as a palm. When it fell on the wall, it was actually combined one by one, huffing and condensed into a thick ice wall.

The frozen on the wall condensed, and the cold air overflowed, and the boundless cold air quickly climbed to the four sides. Qi Miao followed the three points of the added force and hit several true qi, making the cold air even better on the ice wall. For a time, the ice wall was thick and condensed, and a large piece of protruded in this cell, which actually looked like the indoor space, slightly obtrusive. .

After several spells of lightning, Qi Miao glanced at Shen Wei and said urgently, "Take the order and retreat behind me, the farther the better!"

In the cell, the space was clear at a glance, that is, how far it could retreat, but Shen Wei listened to Qimiao's words and hurriedly hugged Wang Qisheng and crawled to a corner of the wall behind him. At this point, the mutant was born again!