Chapter Seventy-One: The Great Meal
At this time, a somewhat stiff male voice echoed in the valley again: "Okay, it's very strong ghostly fire atmosphere, that guy Mu Sen did a good job this time, and finally brought a big meal to this king." Over the years, Benwang has been tired of eating those small shrimps, and he has long wanted to change the taste. ”
After that, there was silence again, as if savoring.
"Who!? Come out! Otherwise, don't blame Deng for being polite. As soon as Deng An heard this, he knew that the other party was by no means a good person, and when he made a question, he shook his palm and took out the evil tiger jade staff. At the same time, a small Yin Spirit Bead was quickly refined, replenishing the spiritual power consumed on the road.
"Haha, are you so anxious to see this king? Not in a hurry! Not in a hurry! This king has slept here for too long, and it is really boring, you can chat with this king for a while. The somewhat ethereal voice sounded again, listening to its contents, and didn't take Deng An's threat in his eyes at all.
"What do you want to talk about?" Deng An asked with a change of breath, as if he was very curious. As he answered, he carefully observed the changes in the sea of fog, but unfortunately he still didn't notice it. His heart couldn't help but sink, which showed that the other party was either amazing in concealment or far superior in cultivation. Either way, he's in a very dangerous situation.
"What are you talking about?" Alas, you and I really don't have anything to talk about! So what are you talking about...... The voice became lower and lower, and seemed to be in deep thought, and waited for a moment before continuing: "The ancient trees that pierce the clouds at Taniguchi are still there, right?
"Back to your predecessors, the ancient trees and red feather eagles you mentioned are here. Deng An was slightly stunned, unable to guess the other party's purpose. Maybe it's just for the sake of chatting that this boring question is asked.
"Are they all?" the voice sounded, and there was a momentary pause. Deng An felt a pair of eyes coming from the depths of the sea of fog, sweeping him up and down. The voice then asked in a low voice, with some surprise, "Where did you enter the Sea of Fog?"
"The younger generation came from a valley through an underground passage. Deng An replied very respectfully, not daring to relax his vigilance at all, he secretly played one trick after another, driving the yin qi to gather a yin wind around his body. Although the Condensation Stage Meditation can fly in the sky, if there is no corresponding spell cooperation, it is not as fast as the Yin Wind Escape Technique in terms of speed.
"Oh, no wonder when you came in, the king didn't find out, and the king thought you had a teleportation order. There was some abruptness in the voice, as if he was talking to himself, "Those things are almost all destroyed, even if there are occasionally those left outside the Yin Wind Valley, they must have disappeared into the years, and it is unlikely that they will be found." ”
"The seniors have been here for a long time, and they must know the situation at the bottom. ”
Deng An had an idea, maybe he could inquire about some secrets of Yin Wind Valley. Since the other party claimed to have been awake for a long time, he must have known some information that other meditation cultivators did not know.
"Haha, you are one of the few meditation cultivators who dare to ask this king about the secrets of Yin Feng Valley, but unfortunately, this king has made a heavy oath that he will never reveal it to any outsiders, otherwise, before you are devoured by this king, this king can fulfill your wishes. ”
"The juniors are just the early stage of condensation, and they are not worth mentioning at all in the eyes of the seniors, and the juniors have no grievances with the seniors, why do the juniors have to devour the juniors?" Deng An quietly argued with reason, and secretly accelerated the preparation of the Yin Feng Escape Technique.
"You are very angry with this king, and if you were the same as those meditations before, you would have started begging for mercy a long time ago. If Mu Sen hadn't come, this king might have considered keeping you, but now I can only say that it's a pity, this king wants to leave this Yin Wind Valley, and only by devouring the meditation that can condense the dark fire can he have such a glimmer of opportunity, and this king will not give up anything. The voice was at first melancholy, but in just a moment, it turned into a fierce color, and Deng An felt like he was in the middle of the ice and snow, only to feel that the north wind was bone-chilling and awe-inspiring.
"Since you are ready, it is not good for this king to wait. ”
When Deng An heard this, his face couldn't help but change suddenly, he didn't expect that even with the foggy sea of air currents as a cover, his move to prepare the Yin Wind Escape Technique was still easily recognized by the other party, if nothing else, I am afraid that the other party had already seen it as early as the beginning of preparation, and the reason why the other party chatted with him was purely with the mentality of cat and mouse.
This is the gap between cultivation and strength.
Deng An suddenly injected the dark power into the yin wind around him, and in the blink of an eye, only an afterimage was left on the spot, and he had already appeared a hundred zhang away. Since the Sea of Fog is likely to be the opponent's territory, he is targeting the Yin Wind Array in the distance.
"Make full use of the talent of meditation, it is a very good escape technique, in terms of speed, it is difficult to find an opponent in the same level, but this speed is still too slow for this king. The indifferent voice sounded again, as if in Deng An's ears.
Deng An's face was gloomy, and he didn't say a word, and prepared for the Yin Wind Escape Technique again. The other party's words were not salty or indifferent, which made him feel a trace of humiliation, and the arrogance and arrogance of the young scholar were completely stimulated, and he secretly became ruthless, and he couldn't get rid of this haunting voice.
However, Deng An soon discovered that the Yin Feng that had just been summoned did not last for a moment before it calmed down, and then, a confining force quietly appeared around it. Unwilling to be restrained, he grabbed the Evil Tiger Jade Staff and smashed it into the air in front of him, but the result was like hitting a puddle of silt, and the falling momentum of the Evil Tiger Jade Staff became slower and slower, and finally stopped.
Deng An frowned, and opened his mouth to spit out a blue-white ghostly fire.
The ghost fire became longer and turned into a flame golden crow with a vague outline, and the golden crow's wings fluttered, and it pecked to the side violently, and a faint ripple immediately appeared there. The ripples are centered on the golden crow's pointed beak, and after a few gentle swings, they disappear.
"The golden crow flutters its wings, and the six spirits condense the fire. The voice sounded again, with some surprise, and said, "It seems that you have been to the stone house and have benefited from it. However, your cultivation is too low, and if you want to break the king's imprisonment with this technique, it is undoubtedly a fool's dream. ”
Deng An didn't answer, and spat out a ghostly fire.
Under his control, a flaming tiger slowly appeared in mid-air. Due to the short time of practice, the image of the Flame Tiger is more indistinguishable than that of the Golden Crow. Deng An didn't care about this, and casually moved to the side, and the flame tiger immediately opened its big mouth, as if roaring in the sky, and then raised its limbs and rushed out desperately.
Similarly, after the Flame Tiger crashed into the vicinity, it was stopped by an invisible curtain, just like the Golden Crow, only causing a circle of ripples, and the surrounding confinement still existed.
"This king has waited too long, and he can't wait, this is your last chance. The other party seemed to suddenly lose interest, and his cold voice echoed around.
Deng Anwei gritted his teeth, didn't dare to have any reservations, and quickly popped out five gray-white flames, which instantly stretched and lengthened, turning into five gray-white fire snakes. As soon as they were formed, they flew like arrows from a string, in all directions and in the sky.
After the fiery snake touched the confinement, it actually passed through.
"Ahh After the voice yelled in surprise repeatedly, it turned into a thick joy: "Okay! This king finally didn't misplace Mu Sen, and when this king devours your soul body, you will be 100% sure to leave Yin Wind Valley." ”
Deng An remembered the term ghost deathfire, but he didn't have time to digest it, he obviously felt that the confinement around him had disappeared, regardless of the corrosive effect of the mist, he immediately swallowed a large ball of yin qi, and then, spewed out yin qi beads compressed into pearls in all directions.
At the same time, he broke off the palm of his left hand, condensed it into a fist-sized Yin balloon, and threw it fiercely towards the place where the Yin Wind whistled from.
"Boom" "Boom" ...... A series of explosions sounded, making the surrounding fog tumble more violently, and those yin qi beads, without exception, were all blown up, and none of them hit the owner of the sound. As for the Yin balloon, it seemed to be affected by the reappearance of the confinement, and Deng An couldn't control it, so he couldn't burst it in time, but instead stayed away from this area.
"It's useless! you can't find the king's location. The voice reverted to a tone that was not mixed with the slightest emotion. In the eyes of the other party, Deng An seemed to have his fate decided.
Deng An knew very well that the other party knew the gray-white ghostly fire, and was quite jealous, this might be his only way out of the crisis, without any hesitation, he opened his mouth and spewed out a gray-white flame, making it replace the original blue-white ghostly fire and protect himself in the middle.
Almost at the same moment, a black vortex suddenly appeared in the sea of fog. The diameter of this whirlpool was only the size of a well, but the suction power coming out of it far exceeded that of those huge whirlwinds, and the fog that was attracted quickly formed a column of wind.
Deng An was soon attracted by an extremely strong suction, and he couldn't help but fly towards the center of the whirlpool, and as the distance quickly approached, a fishy smell came to his face. Even though he was already a ghost, his consciousness was still full of disgust.
But at this moment, it was not the time to calculate, he was threatened with death like never before, and his instinct told him that once he was sucked into the whirlpool, it was the time for his soul to disappear.
Deng An gritted his teeth and used his strength to perform the escape technique. At this moment, he has no way to retreat, and only by crashing into the invisible confinement around him can he fight for a chance to escape for himself.
Because it is still far from the whirlpool, it can barely move some distance.
"Bang!" Deng An felt as if he had hit a wall and was violently rebounded, however, he also felt that the invisible power of imprisonment had weakened a little, and he was immediately refreshed, as long as there was an effect, it meant that he still had a chance.
Deng An re-injected some spiritual power into the flames and slammed into one side again.
It may be that the gray-white phantom fire, which is the ghost death fire called by the mysterious voice, has enough restraint power, and the invisible confinement is constantly weakening under Deng An's desperate impact, and at the same time, the black vortex is getting closer and closer, and soon comes to the front of him.
"It's useless, you can't escape!" The voice sounded again unhurriedly, and this time, Deng An distinguished, and the voice came from the black whirlpool.