Ask the Mirror Chapter 231: Suppression

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Monk Isin really wanted to leave. His voice was getting lower and lower, farther and farther away, and became more and more ethereal. He was obviously going away, and he used a very strange escape method to cover his whereabouts.

Yu Ci looked up at the Phantom Golden Tower. It seemed that Poison Monk had given up a high-grade magic weapon to gain himself a chance to escape... His decisiveness was indeed extraordinary.

"Gan Xian Chang!"

This is Hu Dan’s urgent voice. Under such circumstances, people would always search down the hierarchy and rank based on strength and seniority. He Qing was trapped, and the person in charge was naturally Gan Shizhen. Yu Ci, who is usually very detached, needs to be omitted at this time.

The delicate female cultivator glanced at the sound, then turned back without any expression.

While Hu Dan was stunned, He Qing, who had been hanging in the air, opened his eyes. Immediately, there was a sharp roar, like a silver bottle bursting. At that moment, it seemed that there were thousands of layers of power twisting in the roar, and it exploded!

"Buzz!"

A circle of extremely light and fine ripples centered on He Qing, spread out in all directions, and disappeared in a flash. This is because the whistling sound is extremely targeted and rarely dissipates naturally. Even so, Yu Ci and others in the periphery also heard a bang in their heads, as if someone was twisting their necks and shaking their heads violently, making them dizzy and nauseating. I can see that the scenery next to me has double shadows.

He only vaguely heard Gan Shizhen say: "Big Sky-Breaking Curse!"

It’s a spell...

Yu Ci pressed her forehead and slowly recovered from the impact of the sound wave. Among the immortal elders of the Lichen Sect he had seen, Xie Yan and Yu Zhou were good at using swords, Jie Yan was profound in talismans, and He Qing was undoubtedly proficient in spells. The spell system in the spiritual world has a huge structure and many branches, but its most fundamental method of casting spells is undoubtedly the sound of spells!

The sound of the curse is like a knife, and it cuts through the air with a fierce and powerful aura.

The black golden light above has been divided into two parts, with long cracks. It's not as thin as a hair, but it's enough. The Eighteen Yin Demon Wheel Array can no longer isolate He Qing from the outside world, and if it loses control, it will cause a chain reaction.

He Qing pursed his lips to stop whistling, and glanced at the long mark with cold eyes. Suddenly there was a stream of light in the dark night, flying from the sky, spanning ten miles of void in an instant, and falling down like a meteor. The surrounding monks only heard a long chirping sound in their ears, and then saw the stream of light penetrating in. The black golden light that originally covered the top of the head was torn and disintegrated to a visible extent.

This is like a sign. On the top of the Magic Golden Tower, the lotus platform made of monsters and alien shapes shook slightly, and suddenly made a sharp sound. At the same time, a series of mist flowed, manifesting into a huge shadow in the void. It seems as if a powerful demon has appeared in the world, which is shocking.

However, in front of the stream of light flying from the sky, these shadows seemed to be empty. The stream of light flashed past, and under the strong radiating light, the demon's shadow instantly disappeared into ashes and disintegrated simply, like a farce that had been rehearsed in advance!

However, no one around Yu Ci and others dared to think so.

When the stream of light and demonic shadows collided, what sounded in their ears was deafening explosions of air. The vitality of the world and the surrounding world almost boiled. It blew in all directions, blowing away the stones and bricks on the ruins of Baoyan Pagoda just now. It flew all over the sky and was thrown hundreds of feet away.

In the midst of this chaotic explosion, there was a sudden "click", and then the black golden light flourished.

Dong Yan shouted: "We hit him!"

The streamer collided head-on with the Phantom Golden Tower!

At that moment, a twisted crack rapidly extended on the outer layer of the golden tower, and spread to the base of the tower in the blink of an eye. A layer of dense gray mist sprayed out from the gap. Because the concentration was too high, friction caused each other when it sprayed out, like a circle of flames of the same color, making the atmosphere creak.

"The evil spirit is overflowing... Get ready!"

Shi Song shouted an order, asking his surrounding men to try their best to control it. He didn't expect He Qing to actually move his hands. For a moment, he just felt his chest was congested. This kind of out-of-control evil demon could not pose a threat to an elixir-returning monk like him, but if it really exploded and 10% or 20% leaked out, then The air of evil is permeating the air, inducing greed, anger and other demonic thoughts in people. If it doesn't stir up chaos in the city, it will be no worse than the demons coming in!

However, the end of his roar was suppressed by a stronger voice.

The sound of thunder suddenly rose in the night sky. According to the monks, it was the vitality of the surrounding world that was suddenly gathering together, driven by a powerful force.

The stream of light that just destroyed the tower circled in the air and turned into a halo, buzzing and rotating, with a tendency to shrink inward. Correspondingly, the vitality of the surrounding heaven and earth seemed to suddenly collapse in the middle of the sea, causing the surrounding seawater to twist into a vortex and sink downwards. All nearby objects were trapped in this vortex and poured towards the center!

"It's the absolute prison of Fa Tian!"

Yu Ci saw it a few months ago and was deeply impressed by the halo. He has always doubted whether the essence of "Fa Tian Jue Lao" is just a ring. But he couldn't think too much, and there were continuous roars in his ears. This was because the buildings in the temple could not withstand the force of the cohesion. Under the strangulation of the vitality of heaven and earth, they fell down. The Jingshuitan temple covering an area of ​​dozens of acres, like There was an earthquake, which was instantly razed to the ground, with dust and smoke flying. The monks in the temple were all in a state of panic, including the monks from various sects who controlled them.

Closer to the center, the bodies of Yu Ci, Shi Song and others could not help but lean forward. In their feeling, there was an abyss in front of them. They deliberately retreated, but their bodies seemed to be grabbed by invisible hands. , unable to break free.

"He Xianchang..." Yu Ci wanted to remind He Qing not to hurt one of his own, but as soon as he let out a truly terrifying roar, he was torn to pieces, and he ended up in a mess. At this moment, there was a low hiss in the ears, and the gentle sword energy passed by, and in a blink of an eye, a circle was formed around it, isolating the terrifying vortex and collapse force in the center.

He looked back and grinned: "Thank you, Uncle Gan!"

The female nun gave him a faint smile: "Aunt Qing's hand was a little overbearing, but she was very protective."

As he spoke, the changes in the void above had already taken shape. The cracks on the Magic Golden Tower are still extending and spreading, and the gloomy gray mist is rolling like a boil, but it can no longer escape within a radius of about ten feet. The vitality within a radius of several miles is driven by the Fatian Absolute Lock, forming such a completely sealed space that even has a tendency to continue to shrink.

The Phantom Golden Tower creaked, as if it could be completely crushed by the power of Fa Tian Prison at any time!

He Qing, who had created this situation with one hand, didn't even look at it. He just stretched out his right hand, stretched his fingers, and then clasped them together. There was a loud roar in the atmosphere, mixed with a muffled groan. In the night sky nearly ten miles away, a figure hit a huge wall while flying at high speed. Before he could dissipate his strength, a powerful countershock hit him. Entering the body, knocking him back.

The resounding force has not stopped yet. Here, He Qing stretches out a finger and swipes at random twice. The sound of breaking through the air suddenly rises, and seven or eight long marks suddenly appear in the atmosphere, penetrating the void and also penetrating at the same time. The figure's limbs were torn apart, the flesh was torn, and blood was splashed.

The fingers closed together again, and a strong light flashed in the night sky. It seemed like the Five Thunder Methods, but it was a "thunder hammer" created by the violent friction of vitality. It hit the head and blasted the figure several feet deep into the ground. The ground immediately bulged abnormally, as if a terrifying force was about to erupt at any time. During this period, countless muffled explosions exploded inside, causing the bulging ground to continuously deform and eventually explode!

However, the overwhelming force did not go up, but went down. Amidst the muffled earthquake, the ground instantly collapsed into a large hole that was only eight feet in diameter but several feet deep, with no bottom visible at a glance. The ground within a radius was shaken to a crisp, with countless cracks spreading. The night wind blew through, and the moist soil in spring rolled up like sand.

Yu Ci relied on the Illuminating Bronze Mirror and still had some spiritual sense, and could barely "see" the situation in the distance. At this time, he couldn't help but gritted his teeth and sucked in air.

He finally understood He Qing's fighting style.

That was using Fa Tian Jue Lao as the operating mechanism, turning the incomparably powerful vitality of heaven and earth into soft clay in her hands, and she could squeeze it however she wanted. Moreover, she also arranges and combines the scattered energy according to the spell to generate a powerful killer move. Within the control range, there is almost no delay. Once activated, it will be like a violent storm, never giving anyone any chance to breathe!

However, he could feel that He Qing still had reservations.

He Qing still ignored the Yuan Qiu that sealed the three thousand Yin demons on the ruins of the temple, and flew straight to the battlefield ten miles away, where the vitality of the world was violently shaking. He stared at the deep pit that had just appeared there and remained silent for a long time. Monk Isin, who had just been blasted to the point of being unable to fight back, was completely breathless.

On Yu Ci's side, Hu Dan and Shan Jiao were taking care of the broken Magic Golden Pagoda, while the others also rushed over. After a long silence, He Qing's first words were heard:

"Lu Mingyue is your accomplice..."

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It’s He Qing time now...