Zuo Mo instantly became nervous. "Eldest Shixiong is saying that this thieving baldy is a high level thieving baldy among yuanying thieving baldies?"
It was clear that this was a higher level battle, a battle that surpassed Zuo Mo's power.
"I don't know." Wei Sheng shook his head. "He might not even be able to take one blow. But Shidi, your … … "At this point, Wei Sheng showed a wary expression and immediately paused. He said indistinctly," That strange … … I don't really understand. "
Wei Sheng didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "That's what it means."
Bing Yao didn't say anything. He raised his arms and spread his fingers. Ten blue beams of light hung down from his fingertips like ten blue threads of light.
Zuo Mo's mind moved and he unconsciously started to imitate the mist people. He couldn't control the ice mist, but he had other methods. At the beginning, they were all failures, but as the number of failures increased, Zuo Mo slowly found some patterns.
The sparkling and translucent ice crystal had regular prisms, and in its center was a solidified candle flame. The light of the candle flame was refracted between the prisms of the ice crystal, bright and demonic.
The two thin blue lines in the ice mist were like two burning beams of blue light that penetrated Ding Zhen's body.
So when he saw the wooden fish that Ding Zhen took out was a seventh-grade talisman, Zuo Mo suddenly had a bad feeling.
"He's not a sword cultivator." Wei Sheng's burning gaze did not move away at all. He said in a deep voice, "No matter if it is sword xiu, seal xiu, dhyana xiu, when they cultivate to a certain level, they all return to the same place. This is [Domain]!"
"You want to run?" Bing Yao's face was murderous. He snorted coldly and pointed at the ice mist!
Zuo Mo saw some signs. The mist people formed a thin ice mist belt around them. This shuttle shaped ice mist belt made it seem as though they were gliding through the ice mist.
Ding Zhen sat cross-legged on the ground as though no one else was present. Placing the wooden fish in front of him, he lowered his eyes and chanted as he struck.
Looking at Ding Zhen who held the wooden mallet with a solemn expression, Zuo Mo only hoped that Bing Yao could survive.
Hiss!
Within a radius of ten feet from Bing Yao's feet, there was a light blue ice mist that released a faint blue light. In this Dark Candle Sea, it was unusually eye-catching.
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It was not shocking that Ding Zhen had a seventh-grade talisman. No one would believe that a yuanying xiuzhe of Xuan Kong Temple did not have a seventh-grade talisman. But Zuo Mo and the others knew the power of a seventh-grade talisman. The Crossed Prayer Wheel in Zong Ru's hands was also a seventh-grade talisman.
"Ha ha." Ding Zhen smiled faintly. "No more nonsense. From what I can see, you're the only one whose strength is similar to mine. Whether or not you can keep me here will depend on your ability. "
The sound of the wooden fish was faintly discernible, as if it came from an ancient temple deep in a valley.
This was definitely a Seventh Grade Artifact!
Pa pa pa!
Zuo Mo's face was filled with shock. Wei Sheng tightly gripped the black sword, his eyes filled with heated excitement. He murmured to himself, "Is this the true [Domain]?"
The moment Ding Zhen took out the wooden fish, Zuo Mo and the others' expressions changed!
Countless threads of blue light swept through the sea of candlelight, and flashed past the bodies of the Dhyana xiu that were lighting their candles!
His expression suddenly turned fierce, and his eyes flashed with blue light. "But now, you can die!"
In the blink of an eye, the sky was filled with golden sutra characters!
The Dhyana xiu continuously bent their backs and lit the candles.
"No!" Wei Sheng shook his head again. "[Domain] is a dividing line. There is a world of difference in power between comprehending and not comprehending. [Domain] is related to comprehension, and not cultivation. Not all yuanying can comprehend [Domain]! "
The dots of candlelight lit up one after another. The candlelight flickered like the stars in the sky.
His hands spread. Ten blue threads of light suddenly lit up and danced in the sky!
A sutra character floated in front of Zong Ru. Zong Ru's body suddenly shook with his eyes tightly closed, and he showed shock on his face!
Yuanying still made people feel slightly insecure … …
Ding Zhen suddenly felt a sense of danger and stopped moving. His expression suddenly changed as he shouted urgently at Ming Jing and the other two, "Run!"
Ming Jing and the other two stilled, their faces ashen. But their reactions were not slow. They instantly turned and flew in three different directions!
Bing Yao was unaffected and said coldly, "Why have you charged into my forbidden grounds?"
Bing Yao's expression was cold but a hint of admiration flashed through his eyes. "If we were not inside the ice mist, I might not be a match for you."
Two extremely small sounds were like poisonous snakes lightly spitting out their tongues.
Everywhere it passed, the extremely cold frost was like a deadly poison, spreading in all directions at a shocking speed.
Seventh-grade talisman!
The light in the surroundings slowly dimmed. The blue of the ice mist was continuously swallowed by the darkness. Figures seemed to walk out of nothingness, turning from faint to tangible. They were dhyana xiu half dressed in kasaya robes with their shoulders half exposed. They did not seem to see Zuo Mo and the others as they bent their backs. In front of the empty space, a dot of candlelight lit up.
He was filled with shock. This news had to be sent back to the sect! There was such a large scale mist people tribe!
Ding Zhen's figure slowly faded inside the ice mist until it disappeared. What he had just passed through was an afterimage!
"It is not an illusory spell." Wei Sheng shook his head and was slightly troubled. "I don't know how to explain it. But he is very strong, we need to be careful. "
The combat power that a yuanying xiuzhe that was forced into a corner … …
Hearing this, Zuo Mo instantly understood. Even though Wei Sheng could not explain it clearly, what he meant was that it was more likely that they would not be able to withstand one blow. He said weakly, "How about we hide behind Big Brother Bing Yao. Looking at Big Brother Bing Yao, he seems to be very strong."
Bing Yao was in the middle of a patch of candlelight. His expression was not panicked at all. Ten hair-thin blue rays of light floated in the air. They continued to grow. The other end stretched into the deep darkness with no end in sight.
The sound of chanting came from the candlelight.
Wei Sheng's performance shocked Bing Yao and the others.
Dong dong dong!
Ding Zhen's eyes were bloodshot but he did not make any counterattack. His figure suddenly leapt towards the ice mist!
Zuo Mo did not feel embarrassed at his lack of cultivation knowledge. He rubbed his chin and asked, "Could it be an illusion? This thieving baldy is skilled in illusory arts. We almost fell for his trap on the way here! "
The red tadpole sutra characters on the wooden fish and mallet seemed to come alive and slowly swam around.
"How many moves can the three of us withstand?" Zuo Mo decided to ask a practical question.
Suddenly, a golden sutra character flew out of the mouth of the wooden fish. Then, golden sutra characters flew out of the wooden fish.
Everyone passed through the ice mist at an extremely fast speed. The mist people were natural inhabitants of the ice mist. They were like fish in water in the ice mist.
The three ice statues fell to the ground and instantly shattered.
Bing Yao's expression suddenly changed slightly.
"Forbidden land?" Ding Zhen's eyelids jumped. "So that thing is on your hands!"
The mist people immediately retreated like the tide and only Bing Yao was left at the front. Zuo Mo and the others also retreated to the side. However, Zuo Mo was cautious. They silently appeared at the side to prevent the other from escaping.
Wei Sheng quickly noticed Zuo Mo's abnormality. He glanced at him and understood. Wei Sheng's comprehension was very good and his skill in sword essence was not something that an amateur like Zuo Mo could compare to. He quickly grasped the trick and used his sword essence to form a belt around his body. His speed suddenly increased!
Suddenly, three blue lights flew out of the ice mist and accurately hit the trio. Visible blue frost spread on their bodies. Their terrified expressions froze on their faces as they turned into ice statues.
At the start, he used ling power but he quickly found that ling power was being used up quickly. Then he switched to consciousness but it was still being used up too quickly. In the end, he found that the effect of using shen power was very good and almost did not use up any. However, the difficulty of controlling shen power was clearly much higher than ling power and consciousness. Zuo Mo could only barely maintain it.
Ding Zhen's figure slowly appeared. He stared closely at Bing Yao and slowly spoke, "I hadn't expected to encounter an ancient descendant. Ding Zhen is very fortunate!"
At this time, Zong explained, "Dhyana xiu also call it [Great Freedom]." His words were filled with yearning. His comprehension was not as good as Wei Sheng. While he possessed a rare power like wish power, his cultivation was not high and he had not touched the doorway to [Boundary].
Zuo Mo only knew that Boundary was the highest level of sword essence. Eldest Shixiong had touched the border.
The candlelight that was swept by the blue light did not go out. They seemed to freeze and the white frost that followed quickly spread to the surface of the frozen flames. As the white frost thickened, it formed thick and clear ice crystals that sealed the candlelight.
Zuo Mo pretended to be calm. Beside him, Wei Sheng and Zong Ru were full of fighting spirit.
"That thing?" Bing Yao's gaze focused.
Ding Zhen's eyebrows moved and his expression became even more solemn.
"Everyone, retreat!" Bing Yao suddenly said.
Suddenly, Bing Yao snorted coldly. "It's in front, we caught him!"
The power of a xiuzhe was affected by many factors, ling power, the quality of the spells they cultivated, the depth of their understanding, talismans and so on. But the difference between yuanying and jindan was a chasm that could not be crossed. In every aspect, yuanying xiuzhe had the absolute advantage.
Ding Zhen's talisman was very unique. It was the wooden fish that he usually used to chant sutras. The wooden fish was completely black, and there were tiny tadpole-shaped sutra characters written on it using red cinnabar. The wooden mallet was also filled with tadpole-shaped sutra characters.
But although they were both seventh-grade talismans, the difference in power in the hands of jindan and yuanying xiuzhe was like heaven and earth. Seventh-grade talismans were the top talismans of jindan xiuzhe. In reality, due to the limitations of cultivation, jindan xiuzhe could only use about twenty percent of a seventh-grade talisman's power, and the great majority could only use ten percent. But yuanying xiuzhe could use one hundred percent of a seventh-grade talisman's power.
"A yuanying thieving baldy is also a yuanying!" Zuo Mo agreed.
The ice crystals that sealed the candlelight floated in the air like stars in the night sky.
"Boundary?" Zuo Mo recovered from his shock. Hearing this, he was astounded. "Is he a sword xiu?"
Ding Zhen's light sigh came from the Sea of Turbid Fire. "The ancient lineage is as wondrous as expected! This one's Lantern Fire Buddhist Boundary is not complete, powerful! "
Rustling sounds sounded.
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