I have been experimenting with medicine in the Palace of Longevity for 30 years

Chapter 196 Mysterious Phantom
"boom!"

A loud noise came from the place where the two met, and a powerful wave spread from the center to the surroundings, covering a hundred miles around in an instant.

The entire Xuanwu Cliff seemed to have experienced a dragon turning over. The ice and snow that had not melted for a thousand years were all blown up and torn apart, exposing the black soil under the Xuanwu Cliff that had not seen the sun and moon for a thousand years.

The place where the Northern Mang cavalry and the ghost soldiers fought was also affected. He Pingan had already launched a human letter in an instant, and included all the ghost soldiers.

But the Northern Mang cavalry were not so lucky. The remaining [-] or so soldiers all died under this blow.

Tao Zhenren, who was in mid-air, had just killed the second-rank general of Beimang, and before he had time to devour his flesh and blood, he was recalled by He Pingan, and he kept jumping around in the human book world angrily.

But he also knew that if he was outside, the aftermath of this blow at this moment might also cause him minor injuries.

Zhu Hong, a first-rank witch, saw the opportunity early, and escaped under a stone pillar on the outer edge of Xuanwu Cliff by using escapism.

Speaking of it, it was strange that the two of them fought so powerfully, even though the twelve stone pillars trembled unceasingly, they remained standing and did not collapse on the spot.

But Wuxian Zhuqing was not so lucky. Although the black wooden stick in his hand withstood the blade of the Heavenly Demon Blood Transforming Sword, his cultivation base had declined at this time, and his physical body could not bear such a huge force.

"Crack!"

With a soft sound, Wu Xianzhuqing's legs were broken directly from the knees, and the entire calf bones and flesh under the knees were directly turned into a piece of powder, and the blood mist floated up and dissipated in an instant.

"Death!"

He Pingan's eyes flashed fiercely, and the bloody long knife in his hand slashed down again. The space was torn open by the blood light, and then it was closed again in an instant.

Wuxian Zhuqing saw the blood-colored knife light cut down, and knew that his body would not be able to withstand the next blow, then the black light flickered in his eyes, pointed at He Pingan with the staff in his hand, and shouted sharply: "Definitely!"

With a sound of falling, a strange force suddenly landed on He Ping'an's soul.

But Wuxian Zhuqing's strength declined at this time, He Pingan used the refining formula, and a small crystal sword of spiritual consciousness stabbed out, and even after dispelling this strange witchcraft, the bloody long knife paused for a while, and then cut it down.

It was this gap, Wuxian Zhuqing immediately seized the opportunity to emit endless black light from the black wooden stick in his hand, wrapped Wuxian Zhuqing in it, and was about to break through the air.

"Where to go!"

He Pingan let out a roar, and the Bajiu Xuangong boiled again, and the long knife accelerated suddenly, and it directly broke through the black light curtain above the wooden staff, and slashed on Wuxian Zhuqing's lower abdomen.

In an instant, the blood flickered, and Wuxian Zhuqing's body quickly wilted at a speed visible to the naked eye. In just one breath, the whole person turned into a thin human skin, and when the wind blew, it immediately turned into a human body. fly ash.

"Master Wuxian!"

Seeing Zhu Qing's body disappear, Zhu Hong let out a shrill cry, and then raised the staff in his hand, a red light flashed across the staff and pierced into the ground under his feet.

Within three breaths, eleven black-robed witches suddenly appeared under the ground of the vast snow field.

Six second-rank great witches, five first-rank great witches.

This is already more than half of the strength of the entire Beimang.

"Arrangement!"

An indifferent voice came from Wuxian Zhuqing's black wooden staff.

Just at the moment when he was about to be devoured by the Heavenly Demon's Blood-Transforming Sword, he transferred his soul to the staff at the last moment, and only then escaped the catastrophe of death and dao disappearance.

"Master Wuxian!"

"The adults are not dead"

The twelve great witches were shocked at first, and then there was a hint of ecstasy on their faces.

The position where they appeared was next to the twelve stone pillars outside Xuanwu Cliff, and each of them happened to be facing one stone pillar.

While speaking, the magic staff in his hand didn't stop at all, and he saw streaks of black light flickering, and strange energy fluctuations continuously poured into the twelve stone pillars.

He Ping'an's eyes turned cold, and he stayed here for almost a day. He scanned several times with his spiritual sense, but he didn't find anyone hiding beside the stone pillar.

I don't know if it's because the witch cultivator's concealment method is brilliant, or if there's something weird about the twelve stone pillars.

But it's only twelve top three ranks, and He Ping'an is not afraid of setting up the formation. First, he will take care of the Wuxian Zhuqing in front of him thoroughly.

"Oh, it's just lingering."

He Pingan sneered, and the bloody long knife in his hand kept cutting on the black wooden stick without stopping.

I don't know what kind of material this black wooden stick is. It's clear that Wuxian Zhuqing's body is damaged at this time, and his mana is already exhausted, but it can resist the magic sword of the demon.

"Ping ping pong pong!"

In an instant, He Ping'an had cut dozens of knives. Although the material of the black wooden stick was extraordinary, it couldn't withstand his tossing, and a crack appeared on the surface.

Wuxian Zhuqing, who was hiding in the black wooden staff, was obviously terrified and inexplicable. His black wooden staff was obtained by him from an ancient relic. It was extremely tough and had never been damaged, but at this moment, it was somewhat unbearable. up.

An anxious voice came from the black wooden staff: "Are you ready?"

"Ready!"

The twelve great witches replied in unison.

"Go!"

Following Wuxian Zhuqing's order, all the magic power of the twelve great witches poured into the twelve stone pillars.

Immediately, streaks of black light appeared above the stone pillar, covering the entire Xuanwu Cliff.

Then in an instant, a mysterious phantom gathered in the middle of Xuanwu Cliff.

He Ping'an's eyes froze. Although this phantom looked illusory, he only took one look, but he felt a burst of fear in his soul.

It seems that there is a terrible power hidden in it.

He Ping'an's whole body was shimmering with golden light, and the vertical golden light had already been activated. In just a flash, he had already reached the edge of Xuanwu Cliff, and the mighty golden body of thousands of feet directly hit the thin layer of black light.

"Oh!"

There was a loud noise, and the black light flickered for a while, but he was extremely tenacious and left He Pingan on the Xuanwu Cliff.

"There are ways."

An unpredictable smile flashed across He Ping'an's face, and then the blood-colored long knife flickered in his hand, and the knife slashed out, and the blood suddenly appeared.

"Stab!"

There was a sound that seemed to be a piece of paper being cut, and the black light in front of him was cut with a thin hole by the demonic blood-turning sword. He Pingan was about to escape when a black light flashed, but it was the magic weapon of Wuxian Zhu Qing. The staff suddenly appeared, interrupting He Ping'an's escaping light.

In an instant, the black light recovered.

At the moment when the black light was cut, the twelve great witches swayed at the same time, and six of them were second-rank great witches. Their bodies were full of energy and blood, and they couldn't hold back their chests, and almost spurted out a mouthful of old blood.

"boom!"

Just as He Pingan was about to slash a few more times, there was a violent roar, and then in the midair of Xuanwu Cliff, the mysterious phantom gradually took shape.

A phantom of a thousand-foot giant who was naked and burly, carrying a huge axe, stood in midair.

With the sky above his head and his feet on the ground, although the eyes of the giant phantom were closed, there was an incomparably powerful coercion coming out of his body, and the surrounding space trembled, as if he couldn't bear his powerful body.

"This is Pangu?"

He Ping'an's face darkened, thinking of the characters in myths and legends that he had heard about since he was a child.

At the same time, the divine sense swept out to test the strength of the giant in front of him, but unexpectedly, the divine sense was gently bounced away by an invisible force from the phantom of the giant, unable to fall.

"He Pingan, prepare to die!"

A sneer came from the black wooden staff, and then Wuxian Zhuqing's soul escaped from the black wooden staff, and fell into the phantom of Pan Gu in an instant.

As the spirit escaped into the body, Pangu Xuying's eyes slowly opened. Between the opening and closing of the eyes, a divine light suddenly appeared. The sharp eyes seemed to be able to go up to the nine heavens and down to the nether world. At the same time, the whole person's aura , once again increased a lot.

"Shh!"

At this moment, He Ping'an's figure flickered, and before Wuxian Zhuqing could react, he landed directly beside the black wooden staff, grabbed the black wooden staff with his right hand, and stuffed it into the broken small cauldron.

At the same time, several seals landed on the black wooden stick, completely sealing it off.

No matter what, this black wooden staff is not ordinary, so let's hold it in my hand first.

"Hehe, I will hand over this staff to you for safekeeping for a while, and then slowly take it back after tearing you apart."

Pangu Xuying's voice was deafening, making the void rustle.

A sneer appeared at the corner of He Pingan's mouth: "Then I have to see Zhenzhang under my hand!"

(End of this chapter)