"What!?" The sudden change made Dehuan's eyes widen violently, and he stayed in place directly. You must know that the cage just now was made of the source power that he was proud of, if a monk below the third source was trapped in it, there would not even be a chance of breaking through, and it was even possible to be directly killed in it in turn. But the strange old man in front of him completely broke it with a roar, which is really incredible.

What shocked Dehuan Yin even more was that the old man's roar seemed to be as he spoke, but in fact, Huan Yin didn't feel the slightest fluctuation in spiritual power. All he felt was a faint aura of strange rules. That rule seems to be the King of the Ten Thousand Laws, and it must be what it wants!

"What the hell is this!" Huan Yin turned his head, wanting to ask Donghuang Yu'er. Otherwise, he really didn't have the confidence to stop this old man for half an hour.

However, when Huan Yin looked back, he saw that Donghuang Yu'er was already sitting cross-legged in the deepest part of the entire passage, with his eyes closed, facing the stone wall, and his mouth was full of righteous thoughts. And as she kept chattering, the blood stain on her brow began to shine again. Directly in front of her, as if echoing on the stone wall, a faint blood-colored "one" appeared, although it was still very inconspicuous, but it was constantly developing towards condensation.

Huan Yin knew that Donghuang Yu'er might not have the time to explain to herself now. Therefore, at the moment, only by himself can he try to block the old man in order to complete the oath.

When he turned his head, Huan Yin saw that the old man had moved again. Just like when he launched an attack on Donghuang Yu'er before, the old man directly stretched out one hand and grabbed Huan Yin's side.

This grasp seems simple, but Huan Yin knows that any movement of this strange old man cannot be underestimated. Once you underestimate it, you will only suffer a big loss. So, he crossed his long sword, and the conditioned reflex generally blocked the old man's grasp with the sword.

With a sound of "dang", the sword came into contact with the old man's hand, and the old man's hand was like an iron blow, and he was not afraid of the edge of the sword at all. Then, Huan Yin saw the old man's hand suddenly exert force, as if he wanted to directly break his punishment!

If Huan Yin had seen this kind of behavior in any other place before, he would definitely feel that his opponent had become demented, after all, Xingtian was a supreme treasure, how could it be easily broken? Huan Yin not only did not worry, but would also take the opportunity to stab forward and take the opponent's life.

But at this moment, when Huan Yin's opponent was replaced by the old man, Huan Yin felt that he was really afraid. The old man was really weird, and Huan Yin was not completely sure that the sword would be able to withstand his break. So, his pupils shrank suddenly, and he tried to pull the sword back with all his might. However, he found that the strength of the old man's hand was so great that he couldn't help it!

"No!" Huan was in a hurry, he really didn't dare to gamble with Xingtian. So, he could only force his way forward, and when he came to the old man's side, he grabbed the old man's hand fiercely with one hand.

"Fake!" the old man began, no emotion in his voice. And it was also at this moment that Huan Yin's hand touched the old man's hand.

In an instant, through this contact, Huan Yin felt a force from the old man's hand that he could not disobey at all, let alone elusive. This power is not the Dao Law, it is a kind of mystery that cannot be seen through at all. It seems that if the old man says that what is fake, then what he is holding in his hand must be fake!

So, at this moment, Huan Yin not only suddenly found that his Xingtian was becoming false, but even his own hand seemed to be about to disappear!

Huan's scalp was numb, and he had never encountered this kind of strange crisis in his life. At that moment, he didn't dare to think about it, and the spiritual power on his body was instantly mobilized to the maximum, and he struggled to pull his entire body back!

This pumping is the greatest force Huan Yin has ever used in his life. Such a force did not disappoint him after all, so he "swooped" back a few steps, and finally got out of the crisis.

With palpitations, Huan Yin hurriedly looked at the hand he had just touched with the old man, and when he saw it clearly, he was shocked to find that his five fingers had become transparent, flashing and flashing, as if they could disappear at any time. But fortunately, after flashing a few times, perhaps without the follow-up support of the old man's strange power, Huan Yin's hand finally solidified and returned to its original state.

"This old man can't fight and can't touch it, how can I fight him?" Huan Yin was shocked in his heart, he now finally knew why Donghuang Yu'er pulled him over. It turned out that the strange old man guarding this place was so difficult to deal with. Don't say it's half an hour, even if you fight this old man for a round, it is equivalent to walking several times before the gates of hell.

"You have to hurry up, this old guy is too weird, I'm not sure I can hold him off for half an hour!" Huan Yin said to Donghuang Yu'er behind him. But at this moment, Donghuang Yu'er was still the same as before, meditating on her knees motionless, muttering to herself. In front of her, the blood-colored word "one" has condensed a lot, and it is constantly elongating, and it is already half a zhang. Therefore, whether Donghuang Yu'er listened to Huan Yin's words or not, Huan Yin didn't know.

At this time, the old man rushed up again. Huan Yin couldn't help but deal with it, so he no longer cared about Donghuang Yu'er, and pushed with both palms, and suddenly a strong force appeared, wanting to push the old man out first.

However, the power rushed to the old man's body, but the old man was not moved at all, he still moved forward, and came to Huan Yin in an instant. Everything before made Huan Yin think that although the Dao method was useless, the power was still useful to the old man. So, he wanted to use his strength to entangle with the old man and delay him for half an hour. But who knows if this old man is ruthless, and suddenly he doesn't eat Huan Yin. So, for Huan Yin, the accident came too suddenly.

"Not good!" Huan Yin's heart was shaken, because Lao had approached him. It's the same as just now, it's a simple, but almost unmanageable catch!

"Fake!" the old man's voice appeared, like Huan Yin's talisman. In a hurry, Huan Yin seemed to suddenly understand something. Under the old man's grasp, something must disappear anyway, otherwise, the old man's strange power can't be contained.

Huan Yin naturally won't let himself disappear, and he doesn't want his magic weapon to disappear. Under the rapid rotation of the thoughts in his mind, a countermeasure suddenly appeared in his mind.

This thought Huan Yin felt that it might work, so he didn't hesitate at all, grabbed it with one hand, and shouted in his mouth: "Smoke the mountain soul!"

In the area where Huan Yin is located, the mountains are endless. And now that he was pumping like this, the snow on a nearby hill instantly melted, revealing the ground that had not been exposed for a long time. On the ground, there are very few animals and plants that survive, but at this moment, the animals are instantly extinguished and die, and all the plants wither.

The soul of a small mountain was instantly whipped in the palm of Huan Yin's hand. He didn't dare to hesitate, and directly pressed the mountain soul towards the old man!

"Boom!" "How powerful is the soul of a mountain? When it was pressed towards the old man and suddenly came into contact with the old man's grasping hand, it immediately roared continuously, and the whole cave trembled.

However, this mountain soul that could have easily killed a second-source or even third-source cultivator still didn't have any miraculous effects beyond Huan Yin's expectations. No matter how loud the momentum is, the mountain soul will eventually continue to blur under the old man's grasp, until in the end, as the old man shouted, it became fake.

Even the blow of pumping the mountain soul was completely ineffective against the old man, but Huan Yin did not feel the slightest dissatisfaction. Even on the contrary, he was already quite satisfied. Because this blow really blocked the old man, this shows that Huan Yin's previous guess was correct, although the old man can't beat it, but as long as he gives him something to counteract his weird power, he can still deal with it. Of course, what Huan Yin was more satisfied with was that he really forced the old man back a few points under this blow.

"It seems that the Lutai Mountains have to suffer a disaster today. Huan Yin smiled bitterly, and next, he was going to use the method of pumping the mountain soul to continue to deal with the old man. He hoped that this would help him survive half an hour, as long as there were enough mountain spirits in the vicinity.

Thinking like this, when Huan Yin looked at the old man again, he found that the old man had already adjusted again, raised his hand with one hand, and grabbed him again, still the same move.

Huan Yin didn't dare to slack off, and also stretched out a hand and grabbed it downward. Suddenly, in the Lutai Mountains, the snow on another mountain peak melted in an instant, and the soul of another mountain was caught in Huan Yin's hands......