The Shura black gas was refined by the masters of the Three Demon Sects. It was the most bizarre and difficult to deal with. Although it would not take the old man's life in an instant, it still penetrated into the old man's body with the patience of scalping and peeling the silk, eroding his heart of Tao. It was as slippery as a loach. Even if it was found, it would instantly transform into millions of black gas and escape and could not be eradicated.

The old man was greatly injured by the black energy of Shura. In desperation, his cultivation level dropped again and again, and he fell to the realm of first entering the Dharma image. Now he was invaded by a ray of blood from the Yuan Demon. The two instantly merged into a red light, covering a misty black energy, which continued to rush towards the old man's meridians and dantian.

The old man has lived for countless years and has made a decision in his heart. In order to prevent the foundation of practice from being destroyed, he immediately sealed several meridians in the Dantian with great magic power. The true essence of black and white surging came, surrounding the Dantian, which was very tight.

However, in this way, although the red light was blocked from the intention of destroying the Taoist foundation, the old man's strength was also blocked by 90%. It was manifested that his cultivation level dropped sharply, and he instantly fell from the realm of entering the Dharma image to the Nine Transformations of the Golden Pill!

The power of the surroundings weakened in an instant. The black and white storm, which was as powerful as a bamboo shoot, suddenly became silent. He no longer had the arrogant and domineering spirit at the beginning. Yun Miao Fei Shu, who had been suppressed by it, had no power of backhand, and the power of the cold breath increased greatly. The huge waves ran back and frozen the void, barely frozen the huge stones that fell rapidly, and then exploded with a bang. The ice slag was scattered like hail splashing on the sky.

The original one-sided situation turned slightly, forming a stalemate situation.

Although the old man needed to distribute his power to suppress the two auras in his body, this world was a black and white mountain and river formation map. With his thoughts, the heaven and earth could change drastically. Moreover, the power of the nine-turn golden elixir is everywhere, without a single falsehood. Although Lin Fei had Yun Miao Fei Shu and the seven sword energy in his hands, he could only protect himself and make sure that he would not be crushed and killed.

However, Lin Fei was relieved to be able to form this situation. He took the opportunity to take a breath and said intimately that it was so dangerous.

The realm of the Golden Elixir and the realm of the Dharma Realm ultimately has an insurmountable gap. If he had reached the Nine Transformations of the Golden Elixir, he might still be able to compete with the old man who had just entered the realm of the Dharma Realm, but fighting now would be like hitting a stone with an egg and killing himself.

Seeing that the old man's expression became more and more sinister, Lin Fei looked at him with anger and anger, as if he wanted to eat his own flesh, he could only sigh in his heart.

Yunmiao Feishu is a thing of the Three Demon Sects. Although there are only thirty-six restrictions, each one is strange and its power is far beyond ordinary magic weapons. He cannot see the depth in a short period of time. He does not know what strangeness is inside. If the old man had not shown murderous intent, he would not have used it.

Lin Fei's feet were full of sword lights, and his sword was full of brilliant intentions, but he just protected himself firmly and had no intention of taking action. He had a serious face and deep eyes.

The moment he saw the old man, the thick fog of doubt that had been lingering in his heart gradually disappeared. He knew that this Ten Thousand Formation Immortal Cave was indeed a dragon and tiger den. Not only were there crisis on the surface, but there were also waves in secret. From the beginning of entering it, he was destined to be unable to escape easily. He thought that he could leave after he had enough of it, but now it seemed that this decision was still too hasty.

Although the formation maps scattered in the immortal cave are all very good and difficult to fight with their own strength now, these formation maps have escaped from the Luofu world in the previous life, and there is a reason why Luofu disappeared in the previous life. If I leave like this, I will have more concerns in my heart, which will be of no use to practice Taoism in the future, and may even become an obstacle to enlightenment.

What's more, Lin Fei now understands that the Three Demon Sects have many goals, and there must be other strong men from their sects in the Immortal Cave. Even if he wants to leave, he may not be able to leave.

While protecting himself and not being hurt by the old man, Lin Fei also made up his thoughts and gradually made plans in his heart.

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And just as Lin Fei sacrificed Yun Miao Fei Shu, among the thirty-six icy auras, there was a gray-white cold air wrapped in a trace of blood, and disappeared into the world in an instant, coming to the whirlpool.

Chang An floated in the whirlpool of ghost energy. His eyes were closed and his face was miserable. He didn't know what he dreamed of. The gray-white cold air suddenly appeared, frozen the ghost energy around Chang An into thin ice. With a blow of blood, he shattered and emptyed a large area of ​​space.

At the same time, the gray-white cold air separated from the blood and the cold air rushed into Chang'an's eyebrows, and the blood and energy disappeared into Chang'an's sleeves.

The next moment, Chang An's body trembled suddenly, sat up in vain, spit out a mouthful of dark red blood, then grinned his teeth and shook it, then reached out and hooked the cold air between his eyebrows.

Looking at the cold air that kept wandering at his fingertips, Chang An exhaled, his confused eyes were completely awake, he stood up, looked around, his face changed slightly, and then grabbed a ball of undispersed ghost energy with his bare hands, wrapped himself in, and fell towards the center of the vortex.

It is still far away, and you can feel the stormy combat power below.

Chang An immediately stopped, waved his hand, and the ghost energy surrounding him slowly dissipated. He circulated all his true energy, pointed like a pen, and used the true energy as ink to quickly draw a pattern in front of him.

The pattern looks very simple at first glance, just a few empty strokes, three horizontal and three bars, standing across, and the color is light, as if it can be blown away by the strong wind at any time.

But in fact, this pattern was still unmoved in the gust of wind. A small stroke, with a momentum like a mountain, stands firmly in the world. Speaking of which, even the golden elixir monks could not easily shake it.

Chang An drew this pattern, and a few beads of sweat were on his face. He kept moving and suddenly left, and drew a pattern in the air again. This pattern was different from the previous one. It was composed of several arcs, like wings spreading, exuding an extremely sharp and fierce aura, and was shocked to look at it.

Immediately afterwards, Chang An moved again. In the air at the same height as the two previous patterns, he accurately selected a space at the same distance from the two. Another pattern fell down, and it was different from the two previous patterns. It was winding lines. At first glance, it looked rough, but it was actually exquisite, as if it could wander around at any time!

Chang An did not dare to relax when he imprinted these three patterns in the air. He immediately activated his true energy again and increased his speed to the extreme. The void within a radius of hundreds of feet was full of his phantoms. He started with the first pattern, and countless hands fell in the depths of thousands of phantoms, and 3,600 patterns were instantly shot into the air!

The pattern stretched in the air was spread a hundred feet long, connected from beginning to end, connected by one and a ring. When the last stroke fell, a huge and fierce aura seemed to have spanned tens of millions of years and came to my face!

Chang'an's face was already pale, and the true energy in his body was empty. He gasped for a while, but jumped up again, and his right hand slashed in the air. A dark black circle burst into all directions with him as the center, embedded in the pattern!

Suddenly, the Three Demons' Sky-Scrawling Formation began to take shape and became a form.

This Three Demons trapping formation is a master of the Three Demon Sect, Huaiyi Zhenren. It evolved from their sect's sect. Although it only has a little bit of fur, it is not as powerful as the Three Demons' formation, but it also has offensive and defense. Only true disciples in the sect are qualified to learn. If the disciple who transfers the Golden Pills to all their strength, they can trap cultivators who transfer the Golden Pills to the Three Transformations.
Chapter completed!