Chapter 57 Ghost Face These words were very heroic. But after Rong Qing finished speaking, he calmly put his hands behind his back and did not take any action. The air suddenly became quiet, and an indescribable awkwardness quietly emerged. Rong Qing stared downwards, but said, "Be careful." These words were spoken to Yun Tong and the others. Even though the situation outside the formation was changing, Zhong Qiu was always sober. Since he was sober, he naturally would not focus too much on the confrontation between Rong Qing and the barefoot man. He knew very well that if he wanted to help his master, he had to get out of the formation with his junior sister first. This formation was extremely high-level, and it would not be easy to break it violently. The only way now was to try his best to get rid of the restraints and leave the restricted range of the formation. However, Yun Tong and Ling Fu were also very clear about this, and they were watching the formation from the outside, guarding it tightly. Zhong Qiu's eyes dimmed, and the many animal heads on the agarwood beads really condensed into their strongest form. A black dragon emerged from the formation, its head extremely solid, like a living thing. The golden vines piled up one after another in an attempt to restrain the dragon's body, but as soon as they touched the dragon's angry scales, they fell down one after another, and it was impossible to get close. This dragon is extraordinary. The beads on Zhong Qiu's wrist have multiple attack methods. I think it has exceeded the scope of magic weapons and is a rare attack-type spiritual weapon. Rong Qing made a hand gesture with her right hand and pointed with her left hand. The golden restriction instantly took shape and was thrown into the formation. At the same time, Yun Tong and Ling Fu's attack methods also fell into the formation... This formation only defends from the inside but not from the outside, so Zhong Qiu and Yan Shuang had to withstand the attacks of three people at the same time. Rong Qing was distracted and attacked at this time because of the black dragon. She set up the array and could sense it faintly. The appearance of the black dragon actually shook the array and made it unstable. If the black dragon was allowed to wreak havoc in the array, Zhong Qiu and Yan Shuang would most likely fly out of the array. This was a situation Rong Qing absolutely did not want to see. "Roar——" The black dragon roared in dissatisfaction. The five dragon claws were powerful, grabbing the vines, and with one claw, the branches and leaves turned into golden spots. The real reason why it was so manic was a restriction printed on its forehead.
At first, it was still lightly printed on it. But soon, like ink seeping into paper, the forbidden pattern was deeply imprinted on the forehead, and even deeper. The originally solid dragon head suddenly became a little illusory. Zhong Qiu's face was solemn. This black dragon was his strongest attack method. If it was broken up, he would not be able to use it again in a short time. Without any hesitation, he quickly took a pill, and with a change of hand gestures, the black dragon suddenly grew in size. The illusory dragon head solidified again. The slender dragon moved in the formation, smashing the golden vines that kept appearing. The three thin red needles suddenly merged into one, turning into sharp spikes, leading the dragon head towards a certain direction and slamming into it fiercely. It seems that the people who call themselves "the Hades" don't know anything about forbidden formations. Rong Qing can only devote a limited amount of attention, but the battle on Yun Tong's side always draws her attention. The position chosen by Yan Shuang is certainly not the way to break this formation. It's just to sense a relatively weak place in the formation. This is also the decision made by people who don't understand this. Breaking it with force is a hard truth in fighting. Rong Qing's eyes flashed, and the figure that was originally standing in the air suddenly moved. She fell down quickly. And what she encountered was... another black spear. This scene seemed to happen again. This time, Rong Qing was not surprised. Instead, she paused for a moment. The word "trapped" followed her mind and she clenched the black spear. Her body twisted strangely under the force of the spear. This change was like an arrow shot from a bow. It was faster than when she was flying the sword, and it shot into the dead air at the bottom. It penetrated a long passage, and the dead air was difficult to gather for a long time. "Sure enough, you are not at the foundation building stage." His eyes looked upwards, and the figure in white was rushing towards him like a meteor. More importantly, the direction in which she fell was extremely precise. The barefoot man was tall, but his eyes were very calm. He had a great opportunity, and while he was confident, he would not easily look down on other cultivators. In his opinion, this female cultivator named Yu Rong was obviously also very lucky. I don't know why her aura showed that she was in the foundation building stage, but there must be treasures or secret methods to disguise her aura. But... some abilities that only the Jindan stage has can't be disguised. Of course, the foundation-building can rely on some magic to stand in the air for a short time. But the symbol of the Golden Core Stage: flying in the air, is not that simple. The key to building a golden core from the foundation is the step of forming the golden core. The golden core in the Dantian is the reason why the Golden Core Stage cultivators can fly freely in the air. It can help the cultivators fight against gravity and make flying in the air an instinct for the cultivators. If Rong Qing relied on magic to stay in the air for a short time, she would definitely not be able to forcibly change her body shape under the power of a high-level magic. This is not something that can be done by relying on magic. Rong Qing was not panicking at such a high speed. If it was an ordinary Jindan, it would inevitably be frightened at such a speed. But this speed was not as fast as her sword-riding speed in her prime, and she was able to control it. She even had the energy to quickly pinch the fingers and cast the ban. She still had many array plates, but it would take several breaths to fully deploy them. When dealing with Zhong Qiu and Yan Shuang, she had Yun Tong and Ling Fu, two Jin Dan, to help her use the array plates without interference. But when she was about to face the leader, she was unsure, and thought that the other party would not easily give her this opportunity, so she simply did not use it. Almost the next moment, she saw dots of light ripple in the darkness of death, just like the flickering stars in the night. Those bright lights were life...she had caught a brief glimpse of them before. "The sea chart only mentioned that there is dead energy gathering here, but it didn't say how it gathered." A thought flashed through Rong Qing's mind, "It seems that the person who made the sea chart didn't reach the bottom completely. This dead energy is clearly transformed from living energy." Wuwang Mountain is really too strange. Rong Qing found that she had underestimated this place. The two energies of life and death can be transformed here. Although the purpose is not obvious, the value of this function itself is extremely high. "But where does the vitality here come from? Obviously, the vitality is too scarce and has been almost transformed." Thinking of this, Rong Qing completed the hand seals with both hands. When the two hands combined, the golden thread floating in the air turned into a butterfly. This butterfly is very small, and its wings seem even more delicate than the flowers.
"Good timing." The barefoot man laughed loudly, and stood up from sitting cross-legged. At his feet was Rong Qing's wooden sword. She was able to land so accurately here because of the mental connection between her and the flying sword. This is why the barefoot man praised the flying sword as extraordinary. Since he had confiscated the flying sword, if its owner was still alive, he must have used talismans and other things to isolate the master from the flying sword. However, when he sealed the sword, the flying sword, which was clearly not intelligent and was considered a first-class weapon, produced extremely strong resistance out of thin air. This sword was special, made of wood, and he couldn't tell what kind of wood it was with his eyesight. He was mentally prepared that Rong Qing could sense his location. At this time, facing the attack launched by Rong Qing, his face did not show it, but his eyes were rarely solemn. As soon as the butterfly transformed by the restriction appeared, it suddenly had a majestic momentum. Even the restless death energy was quiet for a moment. How could he dare to underestimate such momentum? Rong Qing froze. It wasn't that she wanted to stop. With the toughness of her robe clone, she could completely rely on the force brought by the high speed and use the sword intent to kill this person. Being forcibly stopped like this, the spiritual energy that was constantly circulating inside the robe was slightly disordered. However, the barefoot man's tricks were not over yet. Although it was not a complete body of flesh and blood, Rong Qing still felt a chill in her heart... "This method seems familiar." Of course it seemed familiar. In the Huiying Talisman, Yun Tong blocked the black spear, and was finally forced to use his life-saving trump card in this strange method. This caused the "Underworld" lineage to covet the Baishi Temple. It even brought disaster to Jingguo... Yun Tong had felt the feeling of the five senses fading and falling into the silence of the netherworld. Now Rong Qing could truly feel it. Even her spiritual consciousness and even her thinking were slowly becoming dull... Rong Qing couldn't see her own changes, but in the eyes of others, they were very obvious. The originally radiant female cultivator had obvious fatigue on her face. Her fair and smooth skin turned slightly pale. Her lips, which were already slightly pale, looked even more sickly. She seemed to be fading away. Seeing Rong Qing's changes, the barefoot man felt a little more at ease, and concentrated on dealing with the butterfly that was slowly flapping its wings in front of him. The butterfly transformed by the restriction was extremely agile, and because it was a completed forbidden work, it would not be harmed even if its owner was injured. With a slight flap of its wings, the distance between itself and the barefoot man was easily bridged. With this leap, he flew into a huge mouth. That was the ghost face that suddenly appeared. It had the same description as the mask worn by the barefoot man. This technique was once used by Zhong Qiu. Now, with the barefoot man's cultivation level, it was even more unfathomable. At that time, Ling Fu's two extremely powerful attacking spells were melted into the shadow like a drop in the ocean. Now, this ghost-faced shadow can also easily devour this petite butterfly... Before the barefoot man could show any joy, something unexpected happened! A snow-white sword light seemed to tear open space and penetrate the shadow directly, picking up the golden butterfly that had just passed through the ghost-faced shadow and stabbing it into the face of the barefoot man. His pupils suddenly widened, filled with fear, and his face suddenly became lighter... Rong Qing's voice came to my ears, cold and with suppressed anger: "I just figured it out now. The source of this anger is the lives of those mortals in the three northern states of Jing State." Or, it's not just Jing State. There are always cities and villages like Jingguo that have no great monks to protect them, and the mortals there have the same fate as straw dogs. "There are no magic cultivators in the cultivation world, nor are there any magic cultivation techniques. You rely on dead energy to cultivate and break through. Where did this technique come from?" Rong Qing was shocked and angry, and images kept flashing in her mind. Since the incident in the three northern states, everything that has happened seems to be connected into a line. Baishi Temple was just their incidental purpose. Everything they did in the "Underworld" lineage was to collect enough dead energy for their cultivation. She was originally surprised that although Rong Qing only read the inheritance in the Book of All Things and did not really learn it, the magic skills performed by the barefoot man and his group were completely different. Now it seems that they have another inheritance, and the inheritance in the Book of All Things is complicated and they have not been able to crack and learn it. All this made sense, why the Book of All Things was so casually handed over to Cheng Ke and even Rong Qing, who was still a mortal at the time. They knew that this thing was special, but because they didn't understand the restrictions and didn't understand how sophisticated and powerful the restrictions were, they naturally didn't expect that it was actually a heritage hidden inside. The barefoot man and his group were all at the Jindan stage, which was enough to prove that they had been supplied with dead energy for their cultivation. It seemed that Wuwang Mountain was where they had been entrenched. The barefoot man's mouth was full of blood foam, and he was panting. The evil ghost mask that had been covering his face was completely shattered by the icy sword intent. But he was not dead yet. The man's hair was already disheveled, and now it was even more messy. He was knocked back by a sword, and when he raised his face, it was still a ghost mask. The mask was snow-white, without many patterns, and the eyes were blank, and the mouth only showed the original lips and teeth of the barefoot man, without covering it.
The ghost mask that was revealed fit perfectly on the barefoot man's face, replacing his original facial skin. "You won't die until the mask is broken?" Rong Qing had learned all the weird things about the so-called "Underworld". She had no intention of stopping to wait for the other party's answer, and her bare hands tightly grasped the sword. Attack, again! (End of this chapter)