Yusha

Chapter 162
Leaning quietly on the spot, fearing that there might be some kind of energy fluctuations, the big demon and golden core monk who might exist in Yuantian sensed that for a long time, Chu Weiyang didn't say it was a practice, but he carried it by himself. Kanli's meditation practice has never been carried out.

At such an urgent time, Chu Weiyang would rather slow down and be safe than take any risk.

So, after such a long time, Chu Weiyang only leaned on the boulder and looked at the dark sky through the gap, but he didn't see anything from the beginning to the end.

It only lasted for a whole day, and the rumbling thunder sounded endlessly.

At first, it sounded like it was in the distant sky, and later, it seemed to be passing in a crooked circle across the sky. When the distance was the closest, the sound of the clashing thunder seemed to be coming straight from the sky above everyone's heads. Straight down.

At that time, just the sound of the rumbling thunder was enough to make Chu Weiyang's heart feel a little panic in the boundless trembling. The lingering rhyme of the attack, its violence is still beyond Chu Weiyang's thoughts and ideas.

Suddenly feel the distance of the world and the vastness of the universe.

So, after a long time passed, the continuous roar of thunder quietly faded away again, until finally, even the sound of thunder, which was originally striking like a bell, could no longer be heard.

Perhaps the unforeseen fierce fight has come to an end, and perhaps it is difficult to distinguish between life and death in such a high-level attack in a flash. Such a long-term fight must be measured in units of day and night.

In the same place, Chu Weiyang was very cautious not to start his own practice, and he was even more careful to hide his body in the corner of the stone room and the deepest part of the dark curtain.

Then Chu Weiyang took out the medicinal soup that had been brewed earlier, and taught Zhuxiu to drink it to replenish the power of the demon veins.

For the monks of the Blood Evil Path, this is no different from meditation practice, so the leakage of energy fluctuations is almost inevitable.

Even because of the crudeness of the Xuesha Dao cultivation method itself, the changes in Qi movement fluctuations after Zhuxiu swallowed the medicinal soup were even more violent than the ordinary meditation practice.

At the same time, Chu Weiyang stood at the edge of the passage leading to the underground river. If something went wrong, he planned to jump into the dark river to avoid the ultimate move. Even if it was difficult to get out for a while, Chu Weiyang would have already I have prepared several rhetoric outlines in my mind.

After almost doing his best to prepare thoroughly in his heart, Chu Weiyang then watched helplessly as Zhu Xiu drank the decoction in one gulp.

A rare and long sigh flashed across the numb faces of the five people, and the domineering mana traits belonging to the blood of monsters began to be revealed on their bodies. Their faces turned rosy little by little.

So, after such a long time, Chu Weiyang breathed a sigh of relief for no reason when he saw that everything was safe and that no one was paying attention to the deserted island and isolated mountain after the storm ravaged.

But immediately afterwards, some kind of dissatisfaction that seemed to be ignored rose from Chu Weiyang's heart for no reason. He knew that he shouldn't have such emotions, he knew that temporary anger was not worth anything, and long-term Antai is the way to practice The essence of the journey.

He understood the reason of all this, but in this flash, Chu Weiyang just couldn't calm down the dissatisfaction that emerged in his heart.

In the final analysis, he is still not strong enough.

Foundation building!Foundation building!
This is the first time, not for saving his life, not for getting rid of the evil qi accumulated in the meridian, so that Chu Weiyang has an urgent impulse and idea to advance to the foundation building realm.

It's like the dry grass clumps intertwined with each other in the boundless field when it's warm and cold. I don't know when, when a storm passes, it suddenly stretches emerald green buds, and grows out of the chaos. Very good looking.

For the first time, Chu Weiyang stopped at the present struggle and struggle, no longer just repaying debts for the past experience, but also the ambition that blossomed after looking at the future by accident.

Still not strong enough!

Thinking of this, Chu Weiyang was almost resentful, he flipped his hand and picked up a willow ghost talisman, and with the other hand, he lifted up the Xuanzhen Bao Jianqing.

In the dark stone room, a gray-black mirror light suddenly appeared.

In just a split second, the burning eyes that looked at Chu Weiyang became brighter and brighter! ——
At the same time, the outer sea is extremely deep.

In the distance, a monstrous ocean wave as towering as a mountain, just after it gradually condensed from the layers of water vapor and mist, before the majestic aura like a row of mountains and seas was revealed, a bright light appeared in the same place. Exploded from the dark stratus clouds.

Immediately afterwards, in the half-hanging air, there was an old Taoist in a dark blue Taoist robe. He raised his hand, holding a strange seal in his withered palm, and shook it towards the void in the vast clouds.

All of a sudden, as if triggered by an earth fire, the bright light turned into brilliant thunderbolts, which suddenly fell from the sky one after another like rain and waterfalls, crashing down on the mountain-like sea tide.

boom--!
The roar, which seemed to be far more violent than the thunder, echoed in the sky and the earth with the collapse of the sea water barrier.

In that flash, it was the thunder that fell, piercing through the barrier of sea water, interweaving into a fine thunder network.

It seems to be the magnificent flowers watered by the thunder and rain waterfall in the world.

But this magnificent flower is poisonous, and even the spiritual light itself has thorns. It only flashed for a moment, and at the same time it collapsed the sea water barrier, it blasted the large swathes of monsters that were engulfed inside into scorched corpses and powder.

But in this continuous and intertwined thunder network, suddenly, there is still a flash of white light.

In the next moment, it was Fu Mei's vicissitudes of shouting, which almost rang with the sound of thunder.

"Old man Bailin! Get out—!"

But in the same place, due to the collapse of the huge waves, the sea water was rolled up, and there were continuous waves surging in all directions, churning dark red foam, wrapped in large pieces of burnt corpses of monsters, sinking or floating in it, carefully When I looked at it, there were many corpses of monsters inside, and I could still see the appearance of the white-scaled monster fish.

It's just that the white streamer has gone away in an instant, and it has never been exposed in the mid-air from the beginning to the end. When looking back, even with the disappearance of the thunder, Fu Mei's standing figure suddenly turned into a phantom and shattered .

There was no sound, only the wind and the wind blowing.

When I looked again, there was a sea of ​​mess left.
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In the other place, it is clearly in the open sea. At this time, in the thick mist of water vapor, even though the tide is still surging continuously, there is silence all around, and there is a strange and unusual "peaceful feeling". ".

And in this peaceful environment, when looking at it from a distance, through the layered curtain of mist, you can vaguely see a huge boat quietly resting on the distant sea area. , with a hazy dao rhyme swaying like rain in the surroundings.

In an instant, all the violent storms seemed to disappear without a sound, and within an inch, even the slightest sound of the surging tide was inaudible.

So, in this eerie silence, amidst the clouds and mist within a square inch, there was the big monster with dark green hair standing there with an ugly face, his cold eyes looked around, It seemed that he wanted to see the figure of the elder of Baihualou from behind the thick curtain of mist.

However, no matter how he looked at him, he still couldn't see the figure of the man. Instead, there were faint dark golden filaments all around, and with the swirling evil wind, his figure was already enveloped in it. , and the flowers and smoke of different colors gradually diffused from the swirling evil wind. At first glance, it seemed that the surroundings were full of colorful mist and haze.

Finally, at a certain moment, Taoist Zao seemed to finally be unable to bear this strangeness and silence, his cold voice mixed with cruelty echoed in the dark golden filigree array.

"Elder, we have always had no grievances. In this calamity, is it worth risking our lives here for others? I understand that the Sixth Elder of the Guizong died unfortunately, but I didn't kill her. Lord, at this time of wind and rain, why, the elder wants to make another enemy for Baihualou?"

When I heard these words, suddenly, there were fluctuations other than natural changes in the evil wind.

Suddenly, the lazy woman's figure seemed to have stepped out of the clouds and smoke, and when she stood up, she was already in front of Taoist Zao.

At this time, she could still vaguely see some lazy mood between her brows, but in her expression, there was only a strange calmness as if a storm was brewing.

For the first time, in her slightly hoarse voice, there was a seemingly boundless coldness and murderous intent.

"At a time when all the cultivators of the human race are fighting against each other, are you expecting to shake my Dao heart with your two or three words? It's still far away! You are right, it is the time when the wind and rain are turbulent, and I just need to come out to find you What about the trouble! Baihualou hangs alone in the open sea, it has never been an easy task, the more precarious the wind and rain, the more ruthless the person in charge will be! If the methods are not ruthless, how can they gain a foothold in the open sea!

The Sixth Junior Sister is gone, and she has also taken away the reputation of Baihualou in the sea for decades, these things, now I have to rebuild little by little!If I remember correctly, you were among the peeking gazes that day, right?Have you ever wavered in the idea of ​​destroying the Hundred Realms Yunfang?Today, as long as your life is spared, it is not making enemies for Baihualou!That's Bengong in Liwei! "

When the voice fell, the colorful mist and haze in the sky transpired, covering the figure of Taoist Zao for a moment, and then the dark golden filigree circled with spiritual light, revealing the supreme magic circle of Baihualou!
"The difference between Dao and Dharma is just a thin line. It's the difference between cloud and mud. You and I have already distinguished each other before we make a move. Now, let's fight for life and death!"

When the voice fell, the colorful bright light transpired.

The haze seemed to stir up the wind and rain, wrapped in majestic water vapor, soaring into the sky!

But in the distance, Baijie Yunfang still sits there, almost like the spring wind turning into rain, sprinkling hazy Taoist rhyme.

Immediately, all the fierce sound and prestige were covered up in it.

Just a moment later, accompanied by the shrill scream that even the clouds of the world could not conceal, amidst the colorful mist and mist, suddenly, a streak of green blood spilled from the midair.

At the bow of the boat, Shi Yuting, wearing a heavy veiled hat, saw the blue color of the distant sky, and was holding a glass of wine, slowly pouring it into the sea in front of him.

"Uncle Six, let's go."

(End of this chapter)