Daoying

Chapter 179 The Spear Through Time

Xu Wei and Ning Jiujiu almost fainted.

But the moment Xie Huan was broken, he appeared intact again, with an anxious expression on his face, and his hands desperately making seals.

It was as if the shattering just now was just an illusion.

But obviously not.

It was Baohua who saved his life.

In the time slice, the energy of the treasure flower is still zero, but once the bronze star track is turned, countless years have been spanned, and the treasure flower becomes full in an instant.

Xie Huan clapped his hands on the bronze star track, and time passed instantly.

The surrounding scene blurred.

Before everyone could react, they were sucked into the long river of time again and escaped from the terrifying lock.

Xie Huan's body was full of precious flowers again.

But he didn't feel any joy, he always felt that the monk was haunted and would come out again at any time.

Suddenly his whole body trembled, and a black glow flashed in the void in front of him, which became extremely clear.

Another black spear!
The blurred space-time scene was instantly torn apart by the black spear.

It seems that the long river cannot bear its existence.

I'm really afraid of what's coming...

Xie Huan's heart sank to the bottom of the valley.

Dead.

The spear will die if it touches it, and if it nails the bronze star track, no one will live.

He poured all his mana into the star track, slapped it desperately, and said anxiously: "Go! A hundred years in a flash, ten thousand years, hundreds of millions of years!"

But it didn't work at all.

The spear was in front of him in an instant.

It will be shot down in a flash.

Suddenly a blurry figure appeared in front of him, with long silver hair fluttering, he stretched out his hand to grab the void, and a simple gray bow appeared in his hand, with exquisite patterns wrapped around it, flowing with luster.

The silver-haired man gracefully raised his hand and drew the bowstring.

An extremely strong coercion emerged, as if with the opening of the string, everything around became twisted and tense.

A group of densely packed silver tadpole characters emerged from the silver-haired man's slender fingers and gray bow, which surged and turned into a silver arrow, shooting towards the spear.

"boom!"

The silver arrow shot through the spear in an instant.

Xie Huan's pupils dilated. This silver-haired man was exactly the figure he had seen in the wonderful illusion before.

It's just that it was extremely vague before, but now it becomes real, as if standing not far ahead.

But there is only one figure from the back, not the real face.

Xie Huan was about to ask, when suddenly a large number of black dots densely appeared in the sky above the long river of time, and at a glance, there were hundreds of spears shooting down at high speed.

His words suddenly stuck in his throat.

The silver-haired man put away his gray bow, made seals with his hands, and chanted strange syllables. One after another, plausible silver characters emerged and disappeared in the void.

White light surged from his body, and his body became transparent and bright.

Xie Huan's eyes flashed blue and silver, this is...

Those white lights burst out suddenly, turned into a large number of vine-like forms, and wound around those spears.

Intertwining of black and white.

The terrifying energy field spread down.

Xie Huan just felt stagnant all over, ready to burst at any moment.

The bronze star track made a slight tremor sound, and circles of blue light like star rings surged out.

Everyone only felt a shock.

It seems that there is a huge wave hitting the body, as if it is about to be repelled by the star trail.

Then the consciousness collapsed and all lost consciousness.

……

Inside the third porch.

There were constant flocks of monks from all over the world, and in just a few days, thousands of people gathered.

This huge ruin was obviously already the core of Tianhuang Temple.

But got nothing.

Many people rummaged through the ruins, hoping to find something, even if it was a little bit.

In the center of the ruins, there were three alchemy cultivators sitting cross-legged, with their eyes closed, as if they were meditating, but their expressions were not very good.

It was Wei Daying, Biluo Xianniang, and Yun, the captain of the Shuangye Clan.

"How long are we going to wait?!"

Fairy Biluo opened her eyes suddenly, staring at Yun angrily.

Every time she asks what to do now, Yun has only one answer: "Wait".

Wei Daying also had a gloomy face, a little impatient, and said: "There must be a limit to waiting, it has been seven days, and not only is there nothing, but Sect Master Yu and Yan Wuji have not seen anyone, are we real? missed?"

Yun Yun was wrapped in a black robe, she couldn't see her face, only a calm voice came out: "I don't know."

"Don't you know?"

Fairy Biluo jumped up and scolded angrily: "You have been plotting Heyu Hexu for so long, and if you say you don't know, how dare you lie to us and say you don't know? Island Master Wei, I suggest that we join hands to teach this alien friend some principles of life. .”

Wei Daying had a gloomy face and remained silent.

He was also very upset in his heart, knowing that there was a high probability that he would miss a great opportunity, but teaching Yun to be a man was not the way, if he really had a way, he wouldn't just sit around and wait like himself.

Somewhere in the ruins, a monk with a square face in the early foundation establishment period sat cross-legged on a pillar.

A pair of purple hook jades appeared in his eyes, staring at the void in front of him.

Inside the Gouyu, there seems to be an invisible line that connects to a place far away——

Under a red sky, the land is barren, without a trace of life.

There are cobweb-like cracks everywhere on the wasteland, as if the earth was smashed, cracked, and died.

In these cracks, dim red light flickered from time to time, revealing bursts of hot air.

A black butterfly suddenly appeared on the ground, as if flying from afar, it flapped its wings, circled around a few times, then burrowed into an extremely thick crack, continuously seeping into the ground.

After a while, the butterfly pierced through the bottom layer and entered a huge magma cave.

Here is a red closed world, scorching everything with terrifying high temperature, surrounded by hot magma, in the center of the space, a monk sits cross-legged, with his hands in mudra, his face is covered with strange patterns, and the center of his eyebrows is full of strange patterns. There are a pair of butterfly antennae-like patterns.

It was Liu Mian, the black butterfly flew down and entered Liu Mian's body.

"Strange, it's clearly in this space, but why is there nothing?"

Liu Mian looked around the ruins through the gaze of the square-faced monk, frowning slightly.

His purple pupils could sense the existence of Xie Huan and the others, but they couldn't locate them, and they weren't hidden in the strange spatial rules.

That is, it exists, but it doesn't exist.

so contradictory.

Is it the wrong time?

The purple pupils of Liu Mian and the square-faced monk shrank at the same time, as if they had caught some clue.

If you are exiled into time, you will be in trouble.

Liu Mian frowned.

Suddenly there was a roar in the body, it was the personality of the big brother Chen Yexing, as if about to break through the body, he roared: "Liu Mian! You want to seal me, stop dreaming, no matter how much you absorb will and memory, I will always be main body!"

Liu Mian's face became distorted and hideous, with black cracks appearing on his face.

"Crash", a large number of butterflies exploded from those cracks, flew into the air, and flew around.

Liu Mian's hands quickly formed seals, purple awns constantly emerged on his body, his distorted face returned to normal little by little, and the personality of the elder brother was gradually suppressed.

Not long ago, one of his avatars inadvertently noticed the existence of this cave. After careful observation, he found that this was actually the place where he was knocked down in the first place.

It contained a lot of Liumian's breath, will, memory, and even a few fragments of broken body fossils.

Overjoyed, this avatar stayed here to absorb these remnants.

The nearby avatars also rushed over and gathered into the current main body.

After obtaining these remnants, his Liumian personality became more complete.

"I am Liu Mian, the abandoned son of the Hades family, the host of the dark curse, you are just a garbage human, a shit-like existence, and you want to take my will!"

Two sharp cold lights shot out from Liu Mian's eyes, revealing an extremely strong sense of confidence and oppression.

Inside the magma below the cave, there was a "crash", and a faucet was raised, all composed of magma and flames. It seemed to be infected by Liumian's breath, spewing out a piece of magma and flames, and the mood was very high.

"Wow!"

The dragon headed monster stood up from the magma. It was a huge human figure with a dragon head, a magma flame aggregate with its back and wings, and various red runes flashing on its body, flowing down from its body like magma.

It was on Luoxia Island that Liu Mian implanted the island spirit in the center of Baoguang Island—the Flame Dragon Wing.

As soon as the flame dragon wing man flapped his wings and flew, he was surrounded by a huge red light, circling around Liu Mian, very happy.

"almost."

Lucy stretched out her hand.

The flame dragon wing man lowered the dragon's head and brought it in front of him, allowing him to caress him, looking very cute.

The remnants here have basically been absorbed.

Suddenly Liu Mian's pupils shrank, and her body seemed to freeze.

At the other end of the purple Gouyu connection, in front of the square-faced monk, suddenly appeared a mid-mature figure, twisting his plump figure, looking at him coldly and smiling.

"Gollum."

The square-faced monk's face was livid, and he swallowed in his throat.

It was Fairy Biluo who appeared in front of him, "giggle" and said with a coquettish smile: "You are interesting, since you entered this ruins, you have been staring at this fairy from time to time. Is the mother imagining?"

The square-faced cultivator's teeth creaked, his fists clenched tightly, his eyes had already returned to normal, and two streams of anger shot out.

"This look... is actually full of hatred? Tsk tsk, could it be that this fairy lady is sorry for you?"

Biluo Xianniang was surprised, and then laughed.

As a great monk, he has killed countless people, and it is very normal to have a large number of inexplicable enemies, so she doesn't take it seriously.

Staying in the ruins was distraught, Wei Daying didn't want to join forces, and couldn't play rhyme by himself, so he could only find other fun.

She had noticed the square-faced monk a long time ago.

Others looked at him secretly, full of awe or spring waves, but only he was full of hatred and anger.

"Since you're already sorry, let's be more sorry. Anyway, it's boring, and being idle is idle."

Fairy Biluo's face turned cold, and a smile fell on the corner of her lips, revealing a trace of cruelty.

"Bang!" A sound.

Not seeing her move, the square-faced monk was instantly sent flying.

A few teeth were broken on the spot, one face was swollen like a bun, and a long track was drawn on the ground.

(End of this chapter)