Boss Chat Group of the Heavens and Worlds

There may be many ordinary people who don't believe in good and bad omens, but none of the people present are ordinary people, they are all cultivators. How can monks not believe in this aspect?

impossible!

Looking at the crows flying out of the woods and flapping around in the air, everyone present, including the two big monks Jiang Fengmian and Wen Zhuliu, couldn't help but change their expressions.

This is... what happened? Could it be that there is an evil spirit with a lot of resentment?

It shouldn't be, although there are many evil spirits in Baifeng Mountain, so it can be used as a hunting ground, but this is the place where the Yunmengjiang Sect first entertained the guests who came to the hunt. The location has been carefully considered, and it is an absolutely safe place. There may be something very evil, but this crow?

"Ah! Wen Zhuliu, come and help me!" Just when everyone was confused, Wen Chao's voice suddenly rang out, and it was seen that he had already drawn out his accompanying sword and was using his spiritual power. Resist Wei WuXian's pressure on him.

Although they are both Golden Core cultivators, Wei Wuxian is at the late stage of Golden Core, but he is only at the early stage of Golden Core. Even if he is holding a sword and using his spiritual power, he still feels extremely uncomfortable under Wei Wuxian's oppression.

Not only that, Wei Wuxian who released his aura gave him a very strange feeling, as if he was not facing a monk with high spiritual power, but a resentful corpse king crawling out of hell.

Corpse King?

That's right, in Wen Chao's eyes at this moment, Wei Wuxian, who tilted his head and looked at him casually, stood behind him a corpse king several times his size, with black air all over his body. Only he can see it because he was targeted by Wei Wuxian's aura, and no one else can notice it. This...what is this?

"Young master." Hearing Wen Chao's call for help, Wen Zhuliu withdrew his gaze from looking at the crows, hurriedly rushed to get between him and Wei Wuxian, and then swung his palm at Wei Wuxian.

As the alchemy hand, his most powerful hands are these hands. If he palms down, not to mention the momentum, the golden alchemy will be shattered.

By the way, Wen Zhuliu's immortality cultivation base is also in the late stage of Jindan, but it is better than Wei Wuxian, who has just stepped into the late stage, so when he saw him waving his palm at him, Wei Wuxian's face was full of surprises. His casual look was slightly restrained, and the name of Huadan Shou was like a thunderbolt, so naturally he dared not underestimate it.

However, just waving your palm at yourself so directly, you must have underestimated me, Wei, right?

"Heh." Wei Wuxian smiled lightly, and in the next second, five soul rings overflowed from the soles of his feet, floating around his body in purple, purple, black, and black. mouth, began to blow up.

A burst of melodious flute sounds appeared and spread to everyone's ears.

It's nothing, the key is what comes with the flute.

Just as Wen Zhuliu's palm broke Wei Wuxian's aura and continued to slap towards him, a black tornado appeared in front of him out of thin air and greeted Wen Zhuliu.

This black tornado also contains skeletons and bone knives that are visible to the naked eye. Some of those skeletons have only heads and their mouths are constantly clenching, while others are relatively complete, with white bone claws constantly waving, which looks terrifying.

The fourth soul skill - Nether Summoning.

You can summon skeletons from the abyss out of thin air to fight for yourself. The number and strength of the summoned skeletons depends on the owner's will. The upper limit is subject to soul power, active skills, and special effects are lock and amplitude reduction.

Once locked on to the opponent, the opponent will not be able to dodge this attack, and can only choose to fight it head-on. Once it hits the opponent, it will instantly reduce the opponent's defense power by 50%, and its soul power by 30%.

Because the energies of the two systems have something in common, when facing a monk like Wen Zhuliu,

The special effect of reducing soul power becomes reducing spiritual power.

And once his spiritual power is reduced by 30%, how can his cultivation be compared to Wei Wuxian's, let alone deal with his soul skill.

Seeing the black tornado appearing in front of him, Wen Zhuliu's face changed drastically, and then recalling the figure standing behind him when he helped Wen Chao break Wei Wuxian's aura just now, his eyes suddenly turned dark. There was a flash of panic, subconsciously stopped the pace, and jumped backwards, trying to avoid Wei Wuxian's attack.

It's a pity that he didn't notice that just a second before he did this, in the black tornado, a skeleton with green eyes glowed, its eyes stopped on him, and it quickly looked down from the top over and over.

Lockdown complete!

Wen Zhuliu could no longer avoid it.

"Oh, Wen Zhuliu, what are you hiding from? You are an alchemy hand. I heard that your hands have melted many golden pills from monks. How about it? I'm standing here, are you interested in melting mine? "After successfully launching the fourth soul skill, Wei Wuxian took Chen Qing away from his lips, stopped blowing it, and watched the black tornado with skeletons chasing him no matter where he hid. Wen Zhuliu said with a smile.

"Evil heretics, ghost tricks, who are you?" Wen Zhuliu didn't know Wei Wuxian, and he was trying to avoid the "ghost call" and asked Wei Wuxian.

"It's easy to say, it's easy to say, Wei Wuxian of Xia Yunmeng Jiang Family, but if you say that I am an evil heretic, I have something to say. If I don't absorb other people's blood, and if I don't absorb other people's spiritual consciousness, how can I become an evil heretic? What about it? Don’t you have to slap someone like you to be the right way, isn’t it unreasonable for you?” Wei Wuxian slapped his own palm with Chen Qing and said.

Originally, he planned not to use the ghost flute martial soul in this world, but considering that the Qishan Wen Sect has come to cause trouble, it is better to let others fear and criticize him than to be mistaken for being weak and deceitful. It is the place where he often lives, and his own ability is not used here, which is indeed a bit embarrassing for him, so he thought and thought, and finally decided to break the can, and I will use it. Who can do anything to me?

Anyway, the people I care about won't alienate me because of this. As for other people, I don't care what they like.

"Hmph, strong words! Sect Master Jiang, I didn't expect that you Yunmengjiang Sect also practice heretics at the same time. I really have a lot of experience." Wen Zhuliu said coldly, his eyes hardened when he finished speaking, he jumped vigorously, and flipped in the air After a somersault, he landed behind Wei Wuxian, casually knocked away a few unknown monks who were in the way, and then swung his palm towards Wei Wuxian's back.

"Okay, since you want me to melt away your golden core, then I'll make it happen for you!" Wen Zhuliu said, with all his powerful spiritual power attached to the palm of his hand, he was afraid that he wouldn't be able to cripple Wei Wuxian with a single palm. up.

Sensing Wen Zhuliu's actions, Wei Wuxian shook his head, showing no signs of defense.

Then, just as Wen Zhuliu's palm was about to hit Wei Wuxian, he suddenly flashed and disappeared from the spot.

Phantom sound art, teleportation ability, can you hit me?

"What?" The target in front of him suddenly disappeared, Wen Zhuliu's eyes widened with disbelief.

Where did people go?

"Hey, I'm behind you." Wei Wuxian's voice came from behind Wen Zhuliu. Hearing this, he instantly turned around and waved his palms. However, this time Wei Wuxian was prepared, and there was a wave on the surface of his body. Protected by a thick layer of Yin Qi, Wen Zhuliu's palm strength could not be broken for a while.

"Hua Dan Shou, have you forgotten something? My previous ghost summoning successfully locked you, and now you are fighting me instead of running away. Are you...too big?" Wei Wuxian looked at Wen in front of him. Zhuliu said with a smile.

"Huh?" Hearing the sound, Wen Zhuliu's pupils shrank. At this moment, there was a gust of wind whistling behind him. He turned his head and looked at the black skeleton tornado that had already chased him. Zhuliu's face twitched violently a few times.

This time... bad!