I preach with black technology

Chapter 28

As expected by Lu Yan, the tribulation thunder stored in the ultimate elemental space did not last long.

The demons are coming fiercely, and nothing can be an obstacle for them to break through the seal, including the tribulation thunder that represents the way of heaven.

The confrontation between black and white gradually determines the outcome. The black energy is so thick that it condenses into a substance, as if it can swallow everything. Their whistling sounds become more and more sharp, wrapping the tribulation thunder with less and less power inside, until even the broken space The ring was also corroded, and the invisible monsters shouted for victory.

The outlines of the giant gates in mid-air are more obvious, and the mysterious lines show their true colors. The only remaining seals still do not give up, the golden veins turn into chains, and the spiritual energy in the top-quality spirit stones is rapidly drained and locked firmly. The gate of the devil world.

"Ahem..." Yuan Yang woke up from a coma. The seal was made by using the secret method of Houtucheng. For this reason, Yuan Yang lost a drop of heart blood as the eye of the array. The heart blood of a monk is so important, so Yuan Yang couldn't escape and was suppressed. under the ruins.

If the wife of the city lord didn't have the golden hairpin Dai Luyan sent, as the recipients of the most direct impact from the center of the formation, the two of them might not be able to survive completely.

Yuan Li propped himself up on the ground with one hand. He was tall, and he still had to look up to see the looming door to the demon world.

Taoist Yiyue asked his two juniors: "Is there any other way?"

His epee was not withdrawn as a frontal defense. At this time, it was corroded by the devil energy like a dog. Fortunately, the epee is not Yiyue Taoist's natal spiritual weapon. Otherwise, Yiyue Taoist would not die or be disabled.

Taoist Yichen looked serious, and did not answer the senior brother's question, but turned to Elder Tanlang: "The Tianyan Sect has a collection of thousands of books, does Junior Sister Tanlang have any ideas?"

Elder Tanlang held his cane tightly, and some strands of her neatly combed hair were scattered on her shoulders, and she had no time to retie it up. She nodded and shook her head again: "Yes, there is, but the sealing formation is on the verge of breaking. No matter what the method is, it can only be temporarily stopped, and it cannot be re-sealed."

After the former head of the Divine Creation Sect fell, there was no longer a Mahayana monk in the cultivation world.

Powerless.

Po Jun also sighed: "Junior Sister is right, but the last solution is not a last resort..."

"Now is the time of last resort."

A voice suddenly came from behind the crowd.

The wife of the city lord suddenly turned around. She is a Taoist couple who swore an oath with Yuan Li under the witness of heaven and earth. Everything in Houtu City is open to her, including the secrets hidden in their blood: "You..."

Yuan Qian nodded in Madam's direction, and waved to Yuan Chi with soft eyes: "Ah Chi, come here."

Yuan Chi was shirtless, and the strong young man supported his injured father: "Father?"

Yuan Yan took out a token from his chest, and put it in Yuan Chi's hand: "I wanted to ask my fellow Taoist to hand over the Houtu Ling to you, but later he said that I would teach you what responsibility is, but I don't have time..."

Yuan Chi is an idiot, which doesn't mean he can't understand the meaning behind the words. After he grows taller, he seldom acts like a baby like he was when he was a child, because his companions in Houtucheng would say that he is still a baby, not worthy of being a young city lord. He knew that if he took the token, he might never see his father again. Yuan Chi couldn't organize words, so it was rare for him to start playing tricks, pushing Houtucheng's token out: "I don't want it!" !"

"You must!" Yuan Yan pointed at the gate of the demon world in mid-air, and roared like Yan's father, "If I die, if Houtucheng is gone, you must shoulder the responsibility of Houtucheng, where you are It's Houtu City, do you understand!"

The arguments in the rear cannot be concealed from the wise elders.

Po Jun had lived in Houtucheng for a while, and Yuan Chi's two idiots even saved his life by accident. Po Jun had studied ancient books in Tianyan Sect for more than [-] years, but now there is nothing he can do about it. Hoarse, as if swallowing a handful of sand: "The blood of Houtucheng's direct lineage is naturally compatible with the earth. The heaven and earth originally originate from the same vein at both ends of yin and yang, so Houtucheng's direct lineage will guard the seal for generations. The only way my junior sister and I said , a blood sacrifice."

With blood, with cultivation, with the body.

Until the whole person is integrated into the formation and into the earth.

Yuan Yang patted his son's head, with tears in his eyes: "A Chi, listen to Daddy for the last time, okay?"

A token was stuffed into Yuan Chi's palm, and the word "Houtu" was engraved on it.

An invisible flame ignited on Yuan Yang's body. It was the fire of life ignited by blood and cultivation. He flew into the air and looked at the Taoist companion from a distance: "Sorry, ma'am..."

The city owner's wife's eyes were red, and she kept shaking her head and backing away. She really wanted to follow in the footsteps of her Taoist couple, but she couldn't leave her son, who was lacking in knowledge, alone to prop up Houtucheng.

In mid-air, the light of the golden chain dimmed for a moment, and then, a "click" sounded in everyone's ears.

The chain is broken!

The gate of the demon world finally got rid of its shackles, a corner of the ancient gate slowly opened, and the demon energy inside couldn't wait to come out and cheer for freedom.

The one who had been silent all this time raised his head, and with a movement of his wrist, the twelve copper coins were neatly laid out. His empty eyes didn't know where to look. He took a step forward and said, "I'm with Yuan Daoyou."

The brothers of the Divine Creation Sect didn't have time to stop them, and the twelve copper coins perfectly filled the vacancy of the seal with a gesture of no hesitation. The gate of the demon world that was opened at one corner was closed again along the original route.

When I asked the person, he was good at divination, and the natal magic weapon was thirteen copper coins. One was broken ten years ago, and only twelve remained.

As soon as he asked, he wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, but he couldn't finish it. His snow-white hair was stained with blood. He seemed to feel the hot and shocked eyes of the two senior brothers. He wanted to laugh, but he staggered and fell to the ground powerlessly.

Taoist Yichen went forward to catch the body of the little junior brother, and quickly tapped a few big acupuncture points all over his body, and the big hand on his back continuously conveyed spiritual power: "A question! Second senior brother, quickly bring me back the spring pill!"

The feeling of the natal spiritual weapon being constantly corroded is no less than ten thousand ants eating the heart. I held Yichen's hand and whispered: "Brother, I am sorry for the unbreakable thing, but unfortunately, I probably can't tell him in person. ..."

200 years ago, the previous head of the Divine Fortune Sect failed to cross the catastrophe. Before the catastrophe, the senior brother had a premonition, and specially took out a soul and handed it to the junior brother who is best at divination and deduction.After the failure of crossing the tribulation, he recalled that he still had a trace of his soul, and wanted to combine the strength of his senior brothers to retrieve the master's divine soul. Unexpectedly, that trace of soul disappeared without a trace.

As soon as he asked, he didn't want his senior brothers to be sad, so he deliberately lied, saying that he had sent senior senior brother to be reincarnated. When he asked him, he vaguely realized that after senior senior brother fell, there might never be anyone ascending from this side of the world. After communicating with the world and getting what he wanted, Yi asked people to forcibly spy on the secrets of heaven at the cost of his cultivation and a pair of eyes.

So he knew that in the future, there might be someone who would suddenly appear and lead the declining cultivation world to open the road to heaven.

Until ten years ago, Taoist Yichen brought back a child with a peculiar fate, unable to see where he came from and the way back. He finally took out a pen that had been sealed for 200 years as a gift for the child.

When he asked, people forgot that he hadn't ascended yet, he was just a mortal with great abilities.

After ten years of getting along, when Senior Brother Yichen asked himself what he thought of Bupo, he was also asking himself, can Bupo really be used as a tool to open the road to the sky?Then a little child gradually grows into a handsome boy, full of flesh and blood, who can laugh and make trouble.

As soon as he asked, the man laughed at himself, and in a trance, he heard a familiar voice penetrating his consciousness.

"When I ask my uncle, it's better to hold a breath and tell me personally!"

A clear voice crossed the dark sky, and two Tibetan front cranes came through the wind and landed in front of Taoist Yichen.

Huaisheng gasped at the scene in front of him, and the little flower on top of his head put on a frightened face. He quickly checked Yiwen's body, stuffed two pills into Yiwen's mouth, and turned around and asked, "Little brat, can you do it?" ?"

Taoist Yichen came to his senses and didn't know whether he should beat his apprentice or pull Huaisheng's beard. In the end, he still grabbed Huaisheng's beard, and he was so angry that he couldn't speak clearly: "Why did you come here, you old man? My apprentice brought it here, and you, Lu Bupo, didn't I let you stay in the Valley of Medicine?"

Lu Yan sat on He Nian's back and smiled at his master with sharp eyes: "If I can't, I won't come to Houtucheng."

"Shh-"

The year of the crane fluttered its wings until it was parallel to the gate of the demon world in mid-air.

No trace of the twelve copper coins has long been found, only Yuan Li, who is burning with life, still retains his body and has not fully integrated.

"Fortunately, in time."

Lu Yan's eyes turned golden like lava, and all the formation runes in the world could not hide in his eyes.He held the pen in his hand, and the coercion and aura of the Nascent Soul Stage leaked out continuously. The body of the Tianzhu pen and the tip of the pen containing the spirit of the wolf king could hardly bear it. One stroke at a time, he outlined a law that was so complicated that it seemed that there was no law at all. array.

The elder of Tianyan Sect named after the Big Dipper recognized it at a glance, and the elder Tanlang exclaimed in disbelief: "Is that a star?"

The stars are inlaid on the magic circle one by one, even moving slowly along a specific trajectory at a speed invisible to the naked eye.

Po Jun's pupils flickered, and in an instant, he recalled the children sitting cross-legged on Qiong Gu Peak, a pair of three who did not lose the wind, and gradually overlapped with the young man who drew a magic circle in the air. His lips moved, as if he had glimpsed a miracle: "This Really, can monks do it?"

In ten years, Lu Yan has deconstructed and reorganized the Heavenly Dao rune formations one by one. He can't do more, but within the scope of what he can do, he will do his best.

Formation!

Lu Yan wiped off the blood around his mouth, and curved his blood-stained lips. The golden magic circle was gently sent, and it suddenly grew larger in mid-air, firmly attached to the gate of the demon world. The gate is even taller!

And in the center of the golden circle, there are only two small pointers that look extremely fragile.

Lu Yan said softly: "I call it - the sundial of stars."

The two pointers on the sundial point to the current time respectively, and then, the pointer representing the minute hand starts to rotate counterclockwise!

The stars were shining, countless stars retreated according to the trajectory, and unexpectedly drew a series of tiny tails.

The law of time!

In the dark, it seems that the wind and clouds are changing color, and the way of heaven is resolutely operating in response to the law, everything is like a slow motion.

Twelve copper coins were stripped from the golden chain and returned to the hands of a Taoist.

The flames around Yuan Yang returned to his body with vitality, and when he fell, he was firmly caught by the wife of the city lord and Yuan Chi.

The gate of the Demon Realm opened with a small horn and closed again, making a buzzing sound of "boom".

Everyone raised their heads and saw that the endless time was flowing backwards at this moment, and the insurmountable power collapsed at this moment.

The strong demonic energy bared its teeth and claws, and subsided unwillingly.

The pointer continues to rotate.

The coercion returned to heaven and earth, and the silver-white tribulation thunder appeared from nowhere, forming a giant dragon, suppressing the spread of demonic energy with powerful force.

The hands suddenly stopped, the stars stopped moving backwards, and the time was frozen.

10 minutes is the maximum that Lu Yan can do now.

With the blatant blessing of the Dao of Heaven, Lu Yan forcibly used the power of the law to drain his spiritual power. In addition, he suffered some injuries due to damage to his natal spiritual weapon, and he vomited blood so much that there were not many people.

Just don't write indiscriminately, the tip of the pen made of a handful of hairs on Xun Cang's tail has no hairs left, only the body of the pen is left bare, even if it is as hard as a bamboo, under Lu Yan's operation, a few bamboos burst out Fortunately, the pen body can be repaired, but the pen tip has to find new materials.

Immortal cultivation is not easy.

Lu Yan was lying on the broad back of Zang Fenghe. The feeling of not having any aura in his meridians was really uncomfortable. Coupled with the injury of viscera, Lu Yan patted He Nian weakly: "Let's go down."

Comrade He Nian has a really strong heart, he is still conscientious in the face of evil energy, and his face does not change when the little ancestor uses the law of time on his back, he just thinks that he is a flying machine without emotion, and he is stable.

After falling to the ground and turning into a human form, my legs and feet became numb, and I sat down on the ground and never got up again.

After the twelve copper coins came back intact, Yi Wenren's condition improved a lot. He didn't adjust his breath, and his dull eyes stared at the stars and the sundial. He couldn't see it, but he could feel the power of the law in the distance.

Taoist Yichen took out a pill of rejuvenation and put it in the mouth of the little apprentice, stretched out his hand to hit it, but he still didn't hit it, he laughed and hated at the same time: "Little bastard, sooner or later you will piss me off."

The rejuvenation pill is very effective, the full power of the medicine supplements the spiritual energy, and the wounds in the internal organs are healed immediately. Lu Yan took two steps back, and was about to salute the master and all the uncles and uncles in earnest.

But Taoist Yichen looked terrified, and without even thinking about it, a spiritual energy hit Lu Yan's back.

"Zheng-"

The Wenchen sword covered with frost fell from the sky, and the ice and snow spread to the left and right to form an ice wall, firmly protecting Lu Yan.

Ying Sanliang twisted his wrist, and said carelessly: "Ancestor, didn't I tell you, before it's over, don't show your back."

Lu Yan turned his head suddenly, and saw a black air coming towards him, he tapped his chin lightly with his bare pen, as if everything was under control: "Xun Cang, Xun Cang."

"Whoa!"

The ice wall shattered, and every bit of ice became a sharp weapon, vowing to crush the black air.

That puff of black energy first avoided the spiritual power shot out by Taoist Yichen, and turned a blind eye to the attack of Sanliang. It seemed to be able to pass through everything completely, and rushed straight to Lu Yan without any interference.

Lu Yan remained motionless.

"Sister A Luo!"

The black air suddenly stopped.

The wolf king stood on the ridge of the roof, with one hand turned into a prototype. Under the big wolf claws was a little boy's head. Each nail was like a sharp blade. As long as Xun Cang used his strength, he could pierce through the little boy's head, leaving only a corpse.

The little boy shouted at the black air again: "Sister A Luo!"

The shape of limbs protruding from the black air slowly transformed into a human form.

The human form is not accurate, her body is covered with a layer of black clothes, her long black hair is scattered behind her head, a pair of sharp horns protrude from her forehead, her red pupils are pure, and there is a scarlet line between her eyebrows, revealing her Unusual status.

Like a person, but not a person.

The girl looked only seven or eight years old, she was not tall, and she was full of evil spirits: "Let go of Ah Liang."

"Heh," the wolf king affectionately stroked the boy's fragile neck with the tip of his nails that were harder than steel, and ignored the little girl at all, turning his head and said to Lu Yan, "I have done what I promised you. You want me to go to Luoyan City again!"

Lu Yan put his hands behind his back, narrowed his dark eyes, and said politely to the little girl, "Now it's time for us to negotiate."