Jian Yang Nine Heavens

At the critical juncture, Chu Lang slowly calmed down. It seemed that the black silk wave was a bit weird, and he couldn't use his strength to stop it. Wherever the black silk wave passed, the spiritual power there disappeared instantly.

Chu Lang suddenly felt that these black threads needed huge spiritual power as a support. If the spiritual power in front of him could be withdrawn or exhausted in an instant, then the power of the black silk ripples would be greatly reduced, or even disappear.

The true essence in Chu Lang's body was running wildly, constantly mobilizing the spiritual power of hundreds of feet in a radius, absorbing it into a certain range, and then transporting all the spiritual power to a distant place.

After the method was quickly absorbed, Chu Lang had no choice but to squeeze the spiritual power into a ball, and then transferred it to other places, so that the spiritual power in the hundreds of feet in front of him was greatly reduced.

Chu Lang kept changing his attack, while he was attacking the old devil, he was observing the changes of the black silk ripples.

The speed was not fast, but it kept spreading towards Chu Lang. After entering a range of tens of feet, the speed of the black silk ripples slowed down. Chu Lang was delighted that this was indeed the case.

However, if the crisis was resolved so easily, it would be too small to underestimate the old devil's delay in using his trump card.

The black silk ripples just escaped and slowly floated over. Chu Lang didn't know how these black silk ripples would react when they touched the human body.

The void grabbed and sucked towards the square below, and a long-lost corpse was thrown towards the black silk ripple. [

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The corpse made a rustling sound of corrosion. The original stiff corpse became pitch black, exuded an unpleasant temperature from tension, and was corroded clean by black silk in a blink of an eye.

Chu Lang was terrified. If he was touched, the result would be a dead end. When Chu Lang encountered such a perverted attack, besides feeling the coercion of the eight rows of gravity effects in the gravity hall of the sword tomb black hole, Chu Lang Lang had some desperate thoughts, which were the black silk ripples in front of him now.

"Old devil, you really have some ability." Chu Lang raised his voice.

The 36 flying swords are still attacking the old devil continuously. Although he is protected by a group of energy protection shields, the persistent attack can shake the true energy in his body to the point of vain, and it is difficult to continue to control these black threads Ripple, Chu Lang has been suppressing his excitement in his heart.

Up to now, he has not fully thought of a complete ending method. Right now, he can only rely on the slow speed of the black silk ripples to maintain a stalemate in the battle situation, but Chu Lang is worried that if he continues to consume, there may be changes.

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Moreover, Concubine Mu Rong and the others in the square below have become a little passive again. If this wears down, Tingfeng Pavilion's vitality will be seriously damaged.

It's just that Chu Lang tried his best, but he could only fight and retreat. Instead, he flew into the sky, and sometimes escaped to the ground. When he came down like this, he could see the black silk ripples spreading around the square constantly changing its shape, twisting his body, Like a black dragon chasing a group of white shadows, the two complement each other and echo from afar.

The situation below suddenly changed, an old man suddenly appeared out of thin air, with gray hair, gray beard, gray eyebrows, frosted muscles, wearing a white robe, where did this guy come from.

Chu Lang's eyes glanced hastily, and he saw the old man dancing up and down, constantly slapping people from the Demon Sect and the Qilin Alliance.

The screams from below came one after another again, the old man's cultivation was unfathomable, Chu Lang couldn't sense the opponent's cultivation, and the old man's attack never hit the opponent, it was completely murderous.

He pointed a little, and saw a person fell in the distance in front of him, and within a few breaths, another six or seven people fell from the side of the Jingmomen and the Qilin Alliance.

The old Mo Yun Shisan, who had been in a stalemate with Chu Lang, suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the gray old man below with surprise, his expression changed slightly.

"Who are you? We have a sect's grievances, and it's none of your business. Why did you kill our disciples?" Mozun Yun Shisan changed the magic formula, and slowly harvested the elusive black silk ripples. [

The speed of the attack was very slow, but the speed of recovery was as fast as lightning, which made Chu Lang stunned again.

"What kind of supernatural power is this? It's so wonderful." Chu Lang thought to himself.

"I don't care who you are. If you don't leave this place, you don't have to leave. You will all stay here today." The gray old man said coldly.

"I don't know when I offended you." Yun Shisan frowned.

"There's a lot of nonsense, look at the trick." The gray and white old man looked like a refined and indifferent person. He didn't expect to get angry so easily, and he would strike at the slightest disagreement.

Chu Lang couldn't see the origin of this old man who appeared suddenly, and he didn't know if he was also hostile to Tingfeng Pavilion. The situation was unclear, and the old man's cultivation base was unfathomable.

Chu Lang simply stepped down and did not participate in the battle between the two of them.

Even so, Chu Lang didn't stop what he was doing, and he and other people in Tingfeng Pavilion intercepted and killed the people from Jingmomen and Qilin Alliance.

The old man's supernatural power was obviously more mysterious, and Chu Lang didn't know what secret he had used. The air was solemn, and then Chu Lang felt that the entire sky around him was frozen.

Moreover, the overwhelming pressure fell from the sky, and the two sides who were really fighting fiercely below immediately stopped their supplies to resist the oppressive pressure together. Chu Lang was fine, and he could move freely with a little circulation of the true energy in his body.

As for Mozun Yun Shisan, the center of the pressure last night, I saw him glaring at the gray old man, and at the same time making weird palms with his palms, black air filled his body, and he had never used it before. Supernatural powers, the attack speed is very fast, and the black air is surging endlessly, obviously fighting against the overwhelming pressure.

It's just that the pervasive black air is constantly being squeezed into the air by Xing's strength, and it keeps getting closer to Mozun Yun Shisan's body.

It won't be long before the black energy will be forced into Yun Shisan's body. If so, Yun Shisan will probably be buried here today.

When the people below saw the fierce battle between the old man and Yun Shisan, they were already stunned by the old man's supernatural powers. They stared blankly at the top with their mouths wide open, forgetting about today's trap.

But Chu Lang was no longer kind, anyway, it would not be long before he wanted to seek revenge on Zhang Han, and eradicating the gangsters and forces around him today would reduce the danger to his safety in the future.

Chu Lang held the Ice Soul Youhuang tightly, and under Feng Yujiu's transformation, he kept shuttling through the crowd, and the screams woke up those stunned people, but even so, he could not escape bad luck. Most of Chu Lang, who was at the peak of his cultivation, didn't even have the ability to resist.

A few breaths later, when Yun Shisan found something was wrong, he couldn't stop Chu Lang from harvesting human lives.

"Damn it, boy Chu, I'll kill you." Yun Shisan was furious, and saw a burst of light suddenly erupting from his body, and a phantom of an ancient divine beast suddenly appeared in the air.

A gust of primitive and torrential aura instantly dissipated, the wild aura was strong, and the phantom tall and tall turned the sky above the square into blackness.

Roar!

The phantom of an unknown ancient divine beast roared into the sky, and a violent force lifted the heavy pressure all over the sky. The old man shook his body slightly, and the pressure disappeared, and the people below resumed their actions.

"Let's retreat." Yun Shisan yelled loudly, and the phantom of the ancient divine beast blasted out twice, punching the old man with one punch, and attacking Chu Lang with one circle.

But Yun Shisan quickly retreated with the people from the Shocking Demon Gate and the Qilin Alliance who were speaking from below.

Chu Lang was about to stop him, when a circle of sound from the phantom attack rushed towards him, when Chu Lang realized that something was wrong, he only had time to quickly withdraw the true essence from his body to protect his whole body, while Bing Po You Huang surged forward with all his strength Dozens of sword qi.

Boom!

The whole area of ​​Liuyunfeng was shaking, and it was about to collapse. The surrounding air was rolling in all directions, Chu Lang's figure was shaking, and the surrounding mountain peaks were being swept by energy, flying sand and rocks, and the vigorous ancient trees on one side of the square were being swept away. The strong energy smashed and cracked like a rotten rotten, and the square ground cracked dozens of snake-like cracks.

The old man in another stroke frowned slightly, but saw that his cuffs were rolled up, the whole sky shook a few times, and then a tornado-like vortex formed, engulfing the fist that needed strength.

After the sound subsided, Yun Shisan and the people from the Shocking Demon Sect had already left, gradually disappearing into the sky.

The surroundings of the square became quiet, corpses were strewn across the fields, blood flowed like rivers, and the dilapidated scene cast a deep shadow over the hearts of many disciples in Tingfeng Pavilion.

Concubine Mu Rong and the others glanced at each other and at Chu Lang. It seemed that they also knew this gray old man.

"Thank you senior for saving your life." Chu Lang did not walk over, but raised his hands and said in a loud voice.

"The boy's cultivation level is not low, and he was able to stand in a stalemate with that old boy for such a long time, but if it lasts longer, I'm afraid you will be seriously injured if you don't die." The gray old man spoke surprisingly, pointing out the danger of Chu Lang just now.

"I can't do anything about it. That guy has a lot of supernatural powers, and I'm afraid I can't deal with the last two killers. I'm just wondering why the old devil didn't come out before. If I used it earlier, I'm afraid I would have already retreated." .” Chu Lang was very suspicious.

"Hmph, these two supernatural powers are immature for him. If he has not fully mastered them and used them rashly, he will only suffer from backlash. Now that he has used two supernatural powers one after another, I am afraid that even if he returns sadly, the future I'm afraid I won't be able to use more true energy for two or three years, or I'll die back." The grizzled old man glanced at the direction where Yun Shisan and others were leaving, and shook his head.

"So that's the case, but if the stalemate continues, there's nothing he can do about me if he doesn't use it." Chu Lang shrugged and smiled.

"Hmph, I don't know the heights of the heavens and the depths of the earth, and you old boys, the more you have lived for so many years, the more you have regressed, and you little girl, a majestic pavilion master, was almost uprooted by someone." The gray old man glared at Concubine Mu Rong and said angrily.

"Senior taught me that it's just that the juniors are dull in aptitude and have limited cultivation, so they are ashamed of the ancestors of the Tingfeng Pavilion." Concubine Mu Rong's expression was gloomy, it was obvious that the situation that happened today hit her hard.

"Okay, don't put on a sad face. After today's fierce battle, you can see clearly that even if the hermit is isolated, it is still not enough to ensure your safety. Only by becoming stronger can you live more freely and better than others. Long time." The gray old man sighed.

"Boy, let me come again, I have something to tell you." The gray old man scanned around the square, was silent for a while, and suddenly said to Chu Lang.

Chu Lang was stunned for a moment, then glanced at Concubine Mu Rong, seeing that she had no objection, and could only follow the gray old man and fly towards a distant mountain peak.

"Brother Chu, be careful." Hua Feifeng shouted hastily.