My Taoist companion just wants to welcome and refuse

The scenery in front of Qing Yan was gone, and he changed positions in an instant, and he was the only one left around him, so he knew it was the space magic circle.

The flow track of the spell was clear in his eyes, and in a short time, most of the magic circle was formed in the sea of ​​consciousness.

After he took a closer look, he paused, and found that the pattern of the magic circle was cumbersome, and the outline of the inscription had a faint sense of ancient solemnity. He had never seen it before...but it was vaguely familiar.

After a moment of hesitation, he heard Xia Qi's voice not far away with his excellent hearing ability.

He followed the prestige and saw Xia Qi, who had just disappeared, was stuck in place, talking with a middle-aged man floating in mid-air.

A few unfriendly conversations fell into his ears verbatim, and he realized that this person was the person behind the refining of the soul-locking bell, and he also used many children with innate spiritual roots to refine the magic weapon decades ago. of evil cultivators.

He is also Xia Qi's enemy.

He was not far from Xia Qi, Xia Qi looked around but didn't find him - it seemed that the three of them were separated by a strange space circle.

With the flow of the magic circle's spiritual power, his spiritual consciousness swept across the inscription, and he also paid attention to the movement there, but Yang Huai's words made him frown slowly.

Before Yang Huai showed up, he separated the three of them, and appeared in front of Xia Qi, who had the lowest level of cultivation, deliberately talking about the past to shake Xia Qi's mind, presumably because he was not confident enough to deal with the three of them.

The hoarse and slippery voice added a bit of depression: "... To renew your spiritual root, there are only two methods. If you don't have magic energy in your body, there is another method left. But that method is also quite evil. It will save you." Are people doing you good or harming you? To make you suffer like that..."

Yang Huai took his leisure time, but silently touched the hilt of his sword——

And Xia Qi was silent with downcast eyes, seemingly lost in thought, lost his guard...

Qing Yan's gaze sank, Yang Huai was really cheating.

In an instant, he gave up the thin traces of the magic technique, quickly withdrew his consciousness, and dodged towards Xia Qi's side.

However, after taking a few steps, the space magic circle suddenly turned upside down, bringing him back to the original place.

His pupils shrank, and he raised his eyes to look at Xia Qi——

But Xia Qi suddenly smiled.

The corners of the lips were slightly curved, without any warmth.

Yang Huai's sword edge reached between the water wall in an instant, stabbing at Xia Qi who couldn't avoid retreating.

Unexpectedly, the water wall behind Xia Qi suddenly stopped flowing - he had already used the time-freezing rune to set up a range circle, waiting for Yang Huai to come over.

The magic circle only appeared for a breath, and Xia Qi immediately withdrew it. His figure was faster than the falling water, and he dodged out of the water wall at that moment.

Yang Huai froze, the tip of the sword hurriedly chased after the afterimage, but the blade was stirred by the water flow that instantly resumed, and he almost wanted to let go.

Yang Huai stepped back and forcefully withdrew his sword.

The circular water wall stopped suddenly again—it was completely covered by the magic circle.

Xia Qi raised his sword, and the sword energy collapsed, smashing the magic circle and the wall of still water towards Yang Huai.

As soon as the water wall got close to Yang Huai's body, Xia Qi withdrew the runes immediately, and the disintegrated water walls couldn't be contained for a while, and they slashed around without distinction between the enemy and the enemy, and the water splashed with sharp water blades. Caught off guard, Yang Huai was forced to retreat quickly.

Xia Qi was quite satisfied with the lethality of the water wall, and wiped his sword on his elbow: "When we met each other, I was busy reminiscing about the old days. It seems that you haven't made much progress in the past few years."

Only when the blade regained its luster did he smile calmly. With the normality of life and death after years of swords and fires in his eyes, he answered without haste, "The child in the past might be swayed by you, but Xia Qi, the demon hunter, will not."

Qing Yan's eyes fell on the black figure, and he did not move for a long time.

He suddenly realized that Xia Qi who said this, his Taoist companion... would not be willing to be protected by others forever.

Xia Qi secretly heaved a sigh of relief, but luckily he saved his hand early so that he was not always passive.

Yang Huai is not useless like Bai Xuan who took shortcuts. This person has experienced hundreds of battles in the pursuit of various sects, and his skills and cultivation are not weak. The unexpected attack just now can only be blocked for a moment.

However, the current scene is what he has dreamed of for so many days and nights.

Before he became a demon hunter, he didn't dare to touch the cold cloud that was covered in dust in the corner.After killing many monsters and evil cultivators, recalling the old memories, the anger has already burned away the fear.

At this moment, he is no longer restrained, and the unquenched fire in his heart makes the power of the sword increase in vain.

The sound of the sharp and deafening impact of the weapons reverberated in the wilderness, and the jaw of Xia Qiti's sword was numb from blow after blow. His figure was getting faster, and the madness in his eyes was burning more intensely due to the fierce battle.

After a few tricks, the surprise in Yang Huai's eyes flashed away, which made Xia Qi feel more at ease.

The extremely fast figures of the two collided continuously with their sword lights. After a while, Yang Huai detected his depth and did not want to continue fighting like this.

After all, the fight against Xia Qi was only out of curiosity about his cultivation level. This magic circle was his territory, and he followed his rules, so he didn't need to do it himself.

"Xia Qi, people who come out of the mud still want to wash it clean? Nowadays, demon hunters seem to be in a delicate balance with various sects. Who can guarantee that they will not be destroyed by sects that claim to be righteous in the future. You see, a hundred years ago, there was no dispute with the world. Didn't the Lingying Mountain in the past also be destroyed in one day?"

Yang Huai took advantage of a violent collision of swords and retreated to mid-air, but did not come forward again.

He flipped his palm, and the three soul-locking bells floated and rotated leisurely in his palm, emitting a strange gleam, and he continued to persuade him.

"There is no sect that can last forever. Why do you need to be attached to anyone? If you get stronger power, you can dominate anyone's life and death."

Xia Qi immediately noticed that the space magic circle around him was quickly connected with the soul lock bell, and the phantom full of gray mist was also built on this basis, surrounding him.

The devilish energy as thick as black mist rolled in, stirred and surged, and the shadows of monsters and beasts were about to struggle into shadows.

He wasn't afraid, he wasn't distracted by the horrific scene around him, didn't he hit Yang Huai yet, the sword energy still hit Yang Huai involuntarily.

"I don't think about washing. Who hasn't been bitten by a beast when they were young? Why, do they have to live in a corner with a wound and complain for a lifetime? You don't need to worry about the fate of a demon hunter, but you have to worry about your fate today." That's it for now."

Yang Huai sneered, avoiding the sharp sword light, the soul-locking bell in his hand flipped with his consciousness, the gray mist surged in the phantom, and a huge wall covering the sky and a deep rift emerged out of thin air.

Xia Qi stepped on the ground a few times, and suddenly heard the ringing of the soul lock bell, and was about to be on guard, but found that his limbs were suddenly bound tightly by invisible threads.

It is consistent with the line on Lin Ming's neck!

He couldn't touch it, but it made him uneasy.

Yang Huai stared at him intently from above, and just about to say something, his expression suddenly changed.

Xia Qi felt that the restraints on his body were slightly loose, and he broke free as soon as he struggled. He would not hide or retreat, and the sword light slashed at Yang Huai without hesitation.

Yang Huai was not as calm as before. With a sullen face, he violently activated the soul-locking bell with his devilish energy. The soul-locking bell trembled, but it hummed and resisted as if overwhelmed——

The scenery in front of me was distorted several times, the huge wall collapsed, the rift valley peeled off, and collapsed into black mist.

There is a problem with the space law circle——

A silver figure appeared between the two of them, Qing Yan was as calm and unhurried as ever.

His black hair is neat, and his robe is not stained with a speck of dust.

Yang Huai gritted his teeth, hatred appeared in his eyes: "...you can actually move that magic circle?"

Xia Qi was stunned, and Zai Chuan's sword light came in a flash, breaking up a wall of water that quietly came to his side.

Qing Yan looked at him in the splash of water: "It took some time to come back, did you get hurt?"

Xia Qi's solemn expression faded, and he winked and smiled at him: "You must meet my Taoist companion wholeheartedly."

The curvature of Qing Yan's lips was slightly loose.

After the Qing Banquet appeared, Xia Qi noticed that the gray mist around him was dissipating in all directions, which was due to the disordered illusion.

He thought of what Yang Huai said just now, could it be that Qing Yan was trapped by the space magic circle just now, but destroyed the magic circle conveniently?

Yang Huai was apprehensive about Qingyan, so he separated the three of them, but now Qingyan still took the initiative.

As soon as the magic circle was destroyed, Wen Yuxie also came out.

When the three of them met, Yang Huai's cultivation level could not reach the consecration.

Yang Huai narrowed his eyes coldly, and the soul-locking bell suddenly hung above his head and turned rapidly. The buzzing sound grew louder, then landed suddenly, and disappeared under his feet.

The magic energy in all directions suddenly surged up, and the illusion was formed in an instant, and the demonic beast came out of the black mist and surrounded the three of them.

The demonic energy that turned into bright and dark clouds seemed real, but it was blocked by Zai Chuan's thick sword energy, and he fled in all directions.

Wen Yuxie's angry sword light also intercepted the monster beast.

When Qing Yan appeared, Xia Qi felt more at ease, he flashed to Yang Huai with his sword light, and suddenly heard Qing Yan's voice bundled into a thread, only reaching his ears.

"Xia Qi, the space magic circle has been out of the control of the Soul Locking Bell, so try the following directions."

He froze for a moment, quickly remembered the location Qing Yan said, and tentatively stepped into a certain place——

He was led by the space magic circle to change his position in an instant, and when he raised his eyes again, he appeared behind Yang Huai.

He exclaimed in his heart, and without wasting any chance, he subconsciously raised his sword and slashed at it.

Yang Huai hastily turned around to block it, and after a moment, his eyes were filled with cruelty.

It turned out that Qing Yan did not destroy the magic circle, but changed the magic circle with bare hands, so that the magic circle was out of the control of the soul-locking bell, and a fixed displacement point was rebuilt.

Then, as long as he makes good use of the positions that Qing Yan just mentioned, he can switch positions around Yang Huai unexpectedly... For the first time, he realized the significance of Qing Yan's magic circle rune attainment to his companions.

He changed his mind again, Qing Yan's cultivation was much higher than Yang Huai's, even if he was in Yang Huai's illusion, it would not be difficult to kill Yang Huai.

This time, he spent a lot of time planning, went to the periphery to block the evil energy, and left him the opportunity to face Yang Huai... because he knew that if he didn't take revenge with his own hands, he would have regrets in his heart.

Qing Yan probably heard the previous conversation.

My Taoist companion always does things for him quietly, if I don't know Qingyan too well, it is difficult to find the silent kindness in it.

Xia Qi's thoughts were full of thoughts, and his heart was full of warmth, but his figure didn't stop.

He was walking between the teleportation points, and suddenly noticed a subtle clue.

Previously, in order to control the soul-locking bell, Bai Xuan fused with it with his soul and controlled it freely, but he was also connected to its fate.

He noticed subtle traces of spiritual flow during the displacement, and after careful attention, he discovered that there were three displacement points hiding phantom formation eyes, and the soul-locking bell submerged under his feet seemed to be hidden in it.

He once again marveled at the exquisite layout of the banquet.

Qingyan and Wen Yuxie intercepted the demonic beast in the phantom of the soul-locking bell, and the space magic circle connected with it was tampered with to facilitate Xia Qi's surprise attack.

Yang Huai lost everything he could rely on, and his face was solemn, without the look of neglect from before.

Xia Qi's "Xiaoyaoyou" sword tactic used to be fierce and light, but this time with teleportation, although he couldn't gain the upper hand immediately, it forced Yang Huai to fight with all his strength, and he was quite at home.

Taking advantage of the gap of displacement, he stabbed the sword into the first eye of the formation, and heard the sound of metal shattering as he wished.

The demonic beasts not far away receded a part in an instant, Yang Huai's complexion turned pale, and finally showed a look of fear.

Xia Qi's eyes were dark and shiny, his spiritual energy pushed his sword move to the extreme, the sword edge was condensed and sharp, and when Yang Huai showed his flaws, he hit him fiercely, showing the fierce desire of a demon hunter in the middle of a battle Blood.

Except for the target, everything else is ignored.

It's about to break up the nightmare that has been going on for so many years.

Fighting between the two sides, with the last soul-locking bell shattered under the gaping sword, Yang Huai's sword finally found it difficult to support and began to decline.

Without the magic energy, the wounds all over his body could not heal quickly.

His eyes had long since lost contempt and were bloodshot with viciousness. He looked at Xia Qi who was also badly injured.

I saw the man raised his hand to wipe the blood stains on his cheeks, his eyes were focused and excited.

The blood-soaked figure actually looks more like a ghost than him...

But Xia Qi can be desperate, but he can't, he wants to finish that thing alive...

The three soul-locking bells connected with him were destroyed, and his life was not long. He took a short breath and took out a spell.

His fingers trembled for a moment, and finally he gritted his teeth and wiped the blood.

The talisman burned instantly, and a giant black hand appeared under his feet, dragging him into the dark abyss involuntarily, and disappeared in an instant.