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Chapter 88

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High up in the sky.

Clouds and mist gathered into the shape of a flying carpet with a few people riding on it.

The skeleton scholar and Daoist Nun Fei Luan were among them. Other than them, there was a man and a woman. The woman was Fei Luan's sister, Hua Ye, and the man was Zuo Erlang. He was also a divine-tier cultivator, but his face was hidden by the black mist.

This person, like Young Master Shenxiu, was a rogue cultivator who had suddenly appeared. He had become famous more than ten years before Zhong Shenxiu, but he had always been hiding his head and showing his tail. His supernatural powers were strange, and he was suspected to be a foreign cultivator.

"Eight Golden Locks, hehe … this formation is simple, but it's practical and doesn't have many flaws …" The skeleton scholar looked in the direction of the Poison Dragon Lake and chuckled, "Yan Beiling and Hao Yunzi had the same idea as us and used the simplest method to break the formation. This formation seems to have eight unfathomable gates, but in fact, each gate has its flaws. As long as we are willing to attack every gate, we will be able to weaken the formation's power and create an opportunity!"

The Feihua sisters nodded and said softly, "That's a wise saying. Every formation has its limits, or else the formation cultivator would be the best in this world."

"I've heard that the Supreme Longhu Sect's pills are miraculous, and they can even refine pills that can help condense the Primal Core. Is this Zhang Taiyi's teachings true? If that's the case, we can condense the Primal Core and live for five hundred years … "

Daoist Nun Fei Luan mumbled.

"That's right. However, it's all thanks to Daoist Zuo Erlang that we were able to wait for such a good opportunity and the information that Zhang Taiyi has gone berserk."

The skeleton scholar looked at the wandering cultivator whose face was covered by the black mist.

Zuo Erlang had a mystique called 'Soul Attachment'. It was a very strange ability that could split his soul and hide it in items, pills, and beasts.

Unlike Yin Spirits, no matter how detailed the item was, it was impossible to detect it.

Previously, this person relied on this mystique to place a part of his soul in the Five Fires Six Qi Furnace and obtained a lot of crucial information.

The only thing he was worried about was that when the cauldron was in circulation, it was absorbed by Longhu Immortal's Void Divine Art. After it entered the cave, there was even a seal that prevented him from finding Longhu Immortal's hiding place.

"It's all thanks to fellow Daoist White Bone for finding Zhang Taiyi's hiding place in time. Otherwise, even if I eavesdropped that this person's condition wasn't good and that he was on the verge of Qi deviation, and that he would die on the spot if he didn't break through to the Primordial Core realm, there would be no other way …" Zuo Erlang's voice was hoarse, as if it was made up of countless voices overlapping, making it impossible to distinguish the original tone of his voice.

"I just happened to be there. Childe Shen-soo suddenly contacted me and told me this news … It's a pity that this person didn't come for the other half of the Dao Tome. Otherwise, if we could pull him into our group, our chances would be much higher …" The skeleton scholar seemed to be very regretful.

"Hmph, in my opinion, this person is harboring evil intentions. Otherwise, how could the protectorate know so soon after he told us?"

Daoist Nun Fei Luan sneered, "He's probably trying to stir up trouble. Who knows, he might be hiding nearby."

"Isn't that unwise?" The skeleton scholar sighed, "Do you think that he won't get any benefits after joining hands with us?"

In such matters, a competition of strength was unavoidable in the end.

According to their estimations, even though Childe Shen-soo was powerful, it was still a Divine Power, and therefore, it was not that powerful.

"What's more surprising is that this person has a mysterious background …" The younger sister of the Flying Flower Sisters, Hua Ye, spoke.

She looked to be only in her twenties and had a lovely appearance. She wore a lotus green dress with two shiny ribbons that fluttered in the wind.

"It's a little strange …" Fei Luan's voice turned cold, "But the strangest thing is that this Longhu Immortal failed to condense his Primordial Core … Not only did he fail, but he also seemed to have developed inner demons and betrayed the sect."

"The inside story is indeed strange, but it also shows that this breakthrough is a gamble … This person is already like a candle in the wind, and we don't need to worry about him. What we need to worry about is the Venerable Poison Dragon, the Protectorate's Hao Yunzi, and the other cultivators with Divine Power …"

The skeleton scholar looked at the moon and suddenly exclaimed in surprise.

"What happened?"

A few people looked over.

"Don't worry … One of the chess pieces we sent was destroyed … This time, if we want to reap the benefits, we have to participate in the game."

The skeleton scholar pinched his right index finger and thumb and said nonchalantly, "The more people die, the faster it will be. This formation should be broken soon …"

The expressions of the cultivators present did not change when they heard this. They all felt that the Great Dao was not benevolent, and all living beings in the world were like dogs.



Time moved forward slightly.

On the deserted island inside the Eight Gates Formation of Golden Locks.

"Caw, caw!"

The ear-piercing caw of crows resounded in the surroundings.

After the paper man was suppressed by Feng Xi 'er's lancet knife, many crows suddenly appeared in the sky with their hoarse caws.

Chung Shen-soo blinked and seemed to see many black feathers falling from the sky.

His eyelids felt heavy, and his body seemed to be carrying a small mountain.

Of course, this abnormality was dispelled by the [Herdsman] ability in an instant.

However, when he saw the soldiers falling around him, he immediately followed suit and fell down.

"This seems to be a kind of suppression technique that can suppress the opponent's soul and spirit. It's always effective against small fries who are weaker than me …"

"Great Dark Suppression Technique?!"

Feng Xi 'er lightly yelled, and her five-colored feather robe fluttered as she leaped high into the sky. "You are Wu Laosan from the Black Wind Ridge! How dare you make an enemy of the Protectorate of Black Wind! "

Among the many crows, the largest one spoke in the voice of an old human, "I have no choice … Please forgive me, Lieutenant."

As soon as it finished speaking, the aura of the crows in the sky changed, and they all dashed forward.

Feng Xi 'er was like a proud phoenix as she danced gracefully under the escort of many white and black paper crows. From time to time, she would spit out a willow leaf throwing knife and destroy a paper crow.

But every time she wanted to launch a surprise attack on Crow Elder, who was in the midst of a flock of crows, she would always be evaded by this big crow.

After a short while, Feng Xi 'er gritted her teeth and waved her hand, and several talismans flew out.

"Kaboom!"

Lightning flashed, and thunder danced wildly, destroying the crows. This was the Art of Five Thunders!

While the paper scraps were falling and the sky was filled with snow, Feng Xi 'er pointed her finger, and the eight lancet knives merged into a long sword, which went straight for the crow in the center.

"Puff!"

The sword light surged like a rainbow piercing through the sun, and the crow's flying posture became sluggish, and then it fell into pieces.

"No!"

Before Chung Shen-soo said anything, Feng Xi 'er was shocked, because among the paper scraps, there was no cultivator's Yin Spirit!

"Puff!"

Below her, a ray of black light suddenly flew out from the ground.

The light was restrained, and it turned into the appearance of a white bone yaksha. With a ferocious smile, it raised a white bone trident high, and was about to break Feng Xi 'er's dharma robe.

"White Bone Yaksha Out of Body Technique? This person really joined the White Bone Scholar's side … "

On the ground, Chung Shen-soo, who was pretending to be asleep, saw this scene, and thought of Feng Xi 'er's previous protection, he couldn't help but think of something.

The white bone yaksha's bone trident fell on the feather robe, but it was blocked by a dark shield that appeared out of nowhere.

On the face of the yaksha, the originally happy face of Elder Crow instantly became extremely frightened and ferocious.

But Feng Xi 'er would not let go of this opportunity, and she pasted another Five Thunders talisman on the face of the white bone yaksha.

"Kaboom!"

Among the few things that a cultivator's Yin Spirit most taboo, the Art of Thunder was firmly in the top three.

After the loud noise, the white bone yaksha was turned into ashes, and Elder Crow's Yin Spirit was destroyed. Even if he still had a physical body, he was just a living dead!

Only a lonely voice slowly reverberated on the spot, "Divine ability … Great Dao …"

Feng Xi 'er fell to the ground with a puzzled face, and she couldn't understand for a long time.

But Chung Shen-soo secretly sighed, Elder Crow could have been a free and unfettered cultivator, but because of his obsession with divine power, he joined the game. Now that his soul was destroyed, he didn't know whether he regretted it or not.

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