Chapter 342

"Dong!"

All of a sudden, the walls and ground of the whole room had red array patterns, which covered the black and white gas gushing from the wood feather. However, all the furniture was turned into nothing, and the whole room became a void. Only the purest black air and white Qi crisscrossed, but the walls and ground remained intact because of the array.

"Styrax is too dangerous." The wind shakes the head. Once an accident happens, Styrax may lead to great trouble. If it was not for Xie Bulao, he would not take the risk.

"Don't worry, those dead and angry can't assimilate the array I set up." Xie Bulao touched the six evils in his hand and said triumphantly, obviously confident of his sixth finger.

But his complacent look soon solidified, and the whole room suddenly trembled again! Anger and stillness began to attack the array pattern crazily and wanted to escape. After the balance of the two kinds of breath of Styrax was broken in Muyu's hand, it didn't merge again, but ran away separately!

All kinds of ferocious monsters appear in anger and stillness, which are extremely ferocious. They emit endless ferocious breath from all over the body, and bombard the walls that block them with monstrous killing. However, the Holy Spirit is so powerful that it seems that the purest power in the world wants to influence the array patterns of red monsters.

The red array pattern wafts out many strange inscriptions. The inscriptions fight against each other with vitality and stillness. They burst out the force of breaking the sky, and even the face of evil is not old!

"I didn't expect it to be so powerful!" Xie Bulao frowned, his hands turned into illusions, and countless inscriptions were constantly integrated into the array.

"Dead wood, help!" Wind Hao dust shouts, his hand also can't stop to call out gold inscription. Countless inscriptions are integrated into the evil not old array to help him consolidate his isolation array.

The dead wood said in a deep voice: "I don't have enough spiritual power. Last time, in order to deal with evil and not old, ziguangjiyu had already consumed a lot of it. I returned it. I need help! " The fenghaochen heaven and earth array provides him with endless spiritual power, but the dead wood does not.

"Chengyan, luoshang, come and help the dead wood!" Wind vast dust road.

Chengyan and luoshang, qiaoxue and Nannan all felt the movement of the room and rushed to them. The four of them didn't know the array and didn't know how to start for a while.

But withered wood has quickly carved out a small mysterious array on the ground, wrapping himself around him.

"Input spiritual power into this array, and I can use your spiritual power!" Dead wood looks pale after depicting this array. The other four quickly follow suit and put their spiritual power into the array where the dead wood stands. At the same time, the withered wood's hands constantly burst out powerful inscriptions, which were integrated into the evil not old array.

Chengyan and others clenched their teeth, because they found that the dead wood was like a whale sucking into the air, which mobilized all the spiritual power on them. When the dead wood helps evil not to grow old, the spiritual power needed is quite huge.

"Hiss"

the walls of the room have been full of shocking cracks! It was even compressed and impacted by gas and dead gas and began to deform. Countless cracks have covered the whole wall. If not for the red and gold patterns, the whole room would have been razed to the ground.

"Poof!"

In the center of the two primitive forces, Muyu suddenly felt like he was badly hurt and suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood. His current cultivation is so small in front of these two forces, such as a drop in the ocean, a huge wave and a lonely boat, which may be destroyed at any time!

"No, the array pattern and the fluctuation of anger and stillness can't bear it. Evil is not old. You have to protect him!" Wind Hao dust drink way. Xie Bulao only cares about maintaining his array pattern, and doesn't care about the wooden feather in the center of strength, which makes the wooden feather be strongly impacted.

"I will."

The dead wood integrated his array pattern into Muyu to help him counteract the oppression caused by anger and stillness to Muyu. However, he also spat out a mouthful of blood, which was far beyond his ability to resist. His face was very worried, but he could only do this. At this time, no matter who rushed in, he might be assimilated by anger and stillness, and there was no possibility of survival. Muyu also relies on being in the center of two forces, offsetting each other's tearing force to survive.

At the moment, Muyu is like living in the crevice. Every inch of his skin is squeezed and torn, but when it is about to burst, it counteracts each other. The pain of not being able to survive or die swept over his whole body. His bones and heads seemed to be falling apart. There were even small lacerations in his skin, and blood flowed.

Muyu was in agony and wanted to cry out, but his throat was also torn and could not make any sound at all. His elixir field even appeared a trace of terrible fragments!

Dantian is the foundation of a person. If the damage occurs, it is irreversible, which means that his cultivation career has come to an end. Rao is a peerless master of sword shadow and dust wind. After being hurt by heaven and earth array, he can't repair it by himself!

Muyu's face became more and more pale. His spiritual power suddenly poured out of his body and escaped from his body. The whole person was rapidly depressed and his cultivation was also weakening."Do something! You two! Let him stop! " Roared the dead wood. How can the three people outside see that Mu Yu has been seriously injured and his life is in danger, but the people who can help at the moment are helpless.

The dead wood trembled. He knew that it was very dangerous to separate the anger and stillness of Styrax. However, he thought that with the wind and dust and evil not old, Muyu would not have an accident, but now it seems that even the two of them can not resolve the danger of Muyu.

"The balance between anger and stillness has been broken. If you stop him, the consequences will be unimaginable!"

Evil is not old, the face is dignified, he did not expect this kind of situation. In fact, it was not only him, but even Feng HaoChen did not know how dangerous it was to separate the Styrax. This primitive power was too overbearing to be resisted by an ordinary cultivator.

Many inscriptions suddenly flew out of the array patterns around, breaking through layers of obstacles and trying to protect the wooden feather. However, anger and stillness directly wrapped all the inscriptions and devoured them, so as not to give the evil youth a chance.

"Sword spirit! Little handsome Feng HaoChen has already rushed out of the yard and jumped to LAN ling'er's room. Xiao Shuai has been following ling'er these days. Now he is still lying on lanling'er's bed to sleep. LAN ling'er is practicing at one side. She sees her master in a hurry to find out Xiao Shuai. She wanted to ask what happened, but Feng HaoChen has already taken him away and returns to Xie Bulao.

At the moment, the wall of the room has also been turned into stillness and vitality, leaving only the illusory red array pattern, which trapped the two most primitive forces. Everyone can see the situation of Muyu at the moment.

Muyu is like a bloody man at the moment!

Xiao Shuai was caught by the wind HaoChen. He opened his eyes and asked, "old man, what are you doing?"

"Shuai! I know you don't have any memory now, but you are one of the purest creatures in the world. You will not be disturbed by anger and stillness. You enter the array and protect the wooden feather Feng HaoChen said solemnly.

"Why? How can you call me now? He will die

Xiao Shuai was also shocked when he saw Mu Yu's situation. He immediately understood what had happened. Without saying a word, he went straight to the red array pattern and entered the dead air of darkness. He turned into a white awn and fell on his shoulder. Endless Aura will be wrapped in the wood feather, moistening the damaged elixir field.

Muyu's pain was relieved a little. He moved the Jiuqi dihunhua. He knew that he had to suppress the violent anger and stillness with the help of Jiuqi dihunhua. However, the forces around him were too overbearing, and he could not spare his hands to separate the nine Qi dihunhua.

"Broken sword, get out of here Xiao Shuai uses his small claws to pick up the sky and earth in Mu Yu's sleeve and pulls out the shadow sword. The green light of the wood spirit flashes in the air.

The blue light was shaking slowly, but the blue light was also directly taken away by anger and stillness!

"Hum!" Mu Ling trembled and wanted to suck the wooden feather into his body, but a force of resistance came from his body.

"I can't give up! If interrupted, the anger and stillness will get out of control. " Muyu conveys his ideas to Muling.

Mu Ling shook for a while, as if in protest against something, it turned the tip of the sword to Xiao Shuai. Xiao Shuai changed his lazy look and said, "I know what you are thinking. Go and swallow up the dead gas. I'll try to get rid of the anger."

Muling has already rushed into the dead air, and the holes on the body of the sword emit strong suction. All the dead air is swallowed up by it directly, like the air swallowing the rainbow. However, there is no healing phenomenon in the hole of the sword body. And death also began to transform all kinds of ferocious monsters, biting wood spirit, wood spirit also appeared on the body of the road of black engraving!

Xiao Shuai's big tail stirred in the white awn, strong vitality shrouded in it, anger wanted to destroy small Shuai, but the little Shuai once again proved that he should not let the thick skin quality, guide all the anger around him.

The only thing it can do is this. Xiao Shuai has no ability to swallow Mu Ling and can't reduce the power of anger. However, he can calm down the restless anger and roll along its big tail to minimize the impact on wooden feather.

Anger and stillness were attracted by Xiao Shuai and Mu Ling, and the pressure on Mu Yu immediately reduced a lot. Finally, he could move the nine Qi soul washing flower in his hand, and his mind moved. The nine Qi soul washing flower was quietly floating in the air, and everything in the room was wiped out, but it was still intact, not affected by anger and stillness.

The Nine Leaves of Jiuqi dihunhua are just like ethereal gas waving, sending out feeble breath and crystal clear.

As if by some kind of call, the top two leaves of Jiuqi dihunhua suddenly separated from each other and turned into black and white. They played and chased each other in the air like fish and dragons in the water, dragging a long tail shadow.

Then a black and a white disperse, the black leaves float to the white vitality, and the white leaves float to the black dead gas, just like the eyes of angry and dead gas, forming a Tai Chi pattern.

Under the attraction of the black leaves of Jiuqi dihunhua, the white vitality begins to revolve slowly around the black leaves, forming a whirlpool, and all the vitality slowly melts into the black leaves. At the same time, the dark dead air is also attracted by the white leaves, into the white leaves. All the anger and stillness in the room began to flow in their own whirlpool, shrinking and encircling the wooden feather. The black light and white light in Mu Yu's eyes gradually faded down, and the Styx grass in his hand had already disappeared.The violent fluctuation disappeared in the blink of an eye, as if it had never happened. If all the things in the room had disappeared, I would not have thought that this small bedroom had the vitality and stillness that destroyed the whole three days.

In front of Muyu's eyes, two big palms of light gradually emerged. On the left, there was a misty white fog, and in the center of the white fog, there was a round black whirlpool spinning; on the right, there was a continuous black fog, and there was a round white whirlpool in the center of the black fog. Both the white fog and the black fog seem to want to escape, but under the attraction of the central vortex, they are always absorbed together in a timely manner.

Xiao Shuai is standing on Mu Ling. At the moment, there are black stripes on his body, which is very strange. Some holes in the sword body are not healed, but filled with black dead gas. Mu Ling was originally a lively existence, but it has become somewhat incoherent.

The successful separation of anger and stillness doesn't make Muyu feel any relaxed thoughts. On the contrary, his heart sinks to the bottom.

Because he clearly found that his Dantian had been pierced a hole, and his accomplishments disappeared!

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