Immortal Formula

   Chapter 1099 Deep Vengeance

  Gu Yan saw that her companions were sucked into different entrances, and she was a little worried that they would be separated from each other, but then, her eyes lit up, and she couldn't help but cursed secretly.

I knew it!

   The owner of the return to the market is really someone who doesn't feel uncomfortable if he doesn't play pranks.

   At this moment, Gu Yan was in a vast void. She looked around and saw the vast universe of stars around her. Ye Yunting and others were not separated from her, but were all scattered around her.

   They all looked at Gu Yan blankly.

  Gu Yan was the first to look back. Behind them, there were black holes one by one. Obviously, that was the entrance to the stone room.

   Those eighteen stone rooms are not places to hide treasures, but just a passage. At the end of the passage is the vast void they are in.

   Only one channel is enough, but Guiyuanzi put eighteen in the inner hole!

   Gu Yan's heart trembled, and only then did she understand the reason why Gui Yuanzi said in his last words that there must be seven colors of innate fire and good luck at the same time.

If there are only seven Nascent Soul cultivators, but there are no innate fires of seven different attributes, then it is impossible for them to carry out sacrifices to the eighteen stone chambers at the same time. In that case, even if one entrance is opened, the other entrances will be on their own. If there is a reaction, the formation will be confused and will not bring them to their original destination.

   If it is a flame with seven different attributes, but there are not enough people, the same is true.

  Gu Yan couldn't help breaking out in a cold sweat. At the beginning, she still thought that if the number of people was not enough, she might be able to temporarily replace it with Huo Lingying or other spirit beasts. Now it seems that if that is the case, I am afraid that she will be sucked into the turbulent flow and never come back.

   But even so, he only needed seven entrances at most, but he got eighteen all at once. Isn't this intentional to bluff?

   She was about to speak when suddenly, a very gloomy voice came from her ear, which made her shiver and almost jumped up. Why is this voice so familiar?

The voice    said in a very gloomy way at this time: "The three of you and I have no grievances in the past, and no enmity recently, why are you chasing after me?"

   She had heard this voice countless times when she was in Cangwu back then, and it was the Xuan Ting Demon Ancestor who had "green eyes" to her!

  Gu Yan reacted at the first sight, almost all the hairs on his body stood up. Could it be that the old guy chased here after a long way?

   She raised her head and looked forward, and was surprised to find that surrounded by countless stars, there seemed to be a place where several figures were floating.

The one in the center of    is tall, wearing a dark armor, and his appearance is the same as Xuan Ting. At his side, there were two men and a woman surrounding him.

  Gu Yan didn't know two of them, but there was one she had just met. It is the master of the market!

  Gu Yan couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, then Mingkong said, "It's the technique of flowing shadows of the heavenly spirit!"

   This is an ancient thaumaturgy that can preserve images from thousands of years ago for future generations to watch. The greater the mana of the person who casts the spell, the longer the image that can be left will last. If this is really the picture of Gui Yuanzi's great magic power, they left behind when they encircled and suppressed Xuan Ting, then it must have been at least hundreds of thousands of years.

  Gu Yan calmed down a bit, she raised her head and looked forward.

   The images of these people are all lifelike, as if they are vividly in front of us, and no matter how they look, they don’t look fake. People can’t help but admire the magic of the ancient monks.

   On both sides of Guiyuanzi, there was a woman with a high temperament in a palace dress, and a Taoist with a thin body and a serious face in a black robe. Obviously, that should be Dayan and Ning Ziru.

   Xuan Ting seemed to have scruples towards the three of them and did not want to embarrass them. Although his face was full of anger, he did not act.

Dayan layman said at this time: "As a demon cultivator, you have killed so many people in the mysterious sect. What we are doing today is to eliminate demons and defend the way!" His voice sounded extremely difficult, as if it was hard. The wood rubs against each other, making a normal sound.

   Xuan Ting couldn't help laughing: "It's really a joke! The three of you are rampant in the world of immortality, which one has killed fewer people than me? What are you doing with these self-righteous words?"

  Gu Yan couldn't help but feel a very strange feeling, although it was one against three, Xuan Ting seemed to be the one with the loudest voice.

  Ning Ziru laughed lightly at this moment: "No matter how many people you kill, it has nothing to do with me, but three months ago, did you kill the Three Valley Master of Heigu?"

Xuan Ting was stunned for a moment, and then said, "Are you talking about that little stray hair? Who told him that he didn't have eyes, he actually dared to push back on my request, and this holy ancestor was in a rage, and his sword was endless. By…"

   Halfway through his words, he suddenly stopped talking and stared at the three of them with wide eyes.

  Ning Ziru's face showed a smile, "It seems that you should have thought about why we came here."

   Xuan Ting snorted: "It's just people who are fighting for fame and fortune. You don't look any different from those people in Xuanmen who are sweet-mouthed and sword-savvy!"

   Gui Yuanzi laughed at this moment: "Of course it's different, they are hypocrites, and we are real villains. We just made it clear that we were going to rob you, so what?"

   Xuan Ting hummed: "It also depends on you, whether you have such ability!" His figure suddenly flew up, turned into a black line, and broke through the air.

Ning Ziru raised her hand and shouted, "Broken!" Gu Yan could see clearly that in her palm, there was a small mirror the size of a slap, emitting a ray of light, shooting it into the air, and Xuan Ting's figure changed. was photographed. He repeatedly attacked and tried to change away, but was always shown by Ning Ziru.

  The precious mirror in Ning Ziru's hand is naturally the Zhuyan Mirror. Gu Yan couldn't help but be a little surprised. It turned out that in Ning Ziru's hand, the Zhuyan Mirror was only a small size. But the power it radiated was far above the Zhu Yanjing she had seen. No wonder she always felt jealous when she heard Xuan Ting mention Zhu Yanjing. It turned out that at this time, he had already suffered from Zhu Yanjing.

Xuan Ting repeated several times, but did not break out of Zhu Yanjing's siege. He fell to the ground and said angrily, "I just killed one of your men, why do you keep chasing me like this? Is a life in your heart? , so important? It's not like you haven't killed anyone, and that thing is very important to me, but to you, what's the point?"

   Layman Dayan grinned, as if he was about to laugh, but the expression on his face was extremely sad, he didn't look like he was smiling, but rather like he was crying. He still said in a harsh voice: "You killed the only descendant of my Heigu. It took me thirteen hundred years to cultivate such a disciple. Now that you have killed him, where am I going? Going to find another descendant?" He said "hey" twice, "I can kill others, but if someone kills me, I will always have to repay the debt!"

   Ye Yunting was already dumbfounded at this time, and he couldn't help saying: "It turns out that these monks in the ancient times are more than one, and I can't say such unscrupulous words!"

   Gu Yan smiled but said nothing. She had heard the Yellow Daoist mention it, and she probably knew some of the conditions of those monks in ancient times. It is a world that advocates power more, and there are no more moral laws. As long as the power is strong enough, no one will come to talk too much. Similarly, if you rob others, others can also rob you. What Gui Yuanzi said was true.

Xuan Ting hummed: "Killing one is killing, and killing two is also killing. If it's a big deal, I will let you go underground and accompany your good apprentice, so that you won't miss it here!" He suddenly flew up, facing Dayan. The clerk jumped.

   Layman Dayan stepped back, and around his body, countless sword energies had already shot out, the same Dayan sword formation, used in his hands, far more powerful than what Gu Yan used. These are the fighting skills of the cultivators in the integration stage, and when they are deployed, people are dazzled and stunned.

   Ye Yunting couldn't take his eyes off it. As a sword cultivator, now there are ancient cultivators displaying sword formations in front of his eyes, how could he not look carefully. Others also looked at it with good eyes. Although the fighting skills of the four cultivators in the fusion stage were only images left over from ancient times, their hearts were already greatly shaken. The subtleties of every move and style fall into the eyes, and they all have their own benefits.

The four of them fought together there, but it didn't seem to last too long, and the winner was soon decided, as if no one had the upper hand, but Xuan Ting's figure rushed out of the encirclement, a little embarrassed "This account, I will definitely get it back!"

   His figure quickly disappeared into the air, but no one was chasing him. Then the image suddenly changed. It seems that there are countless pictures, flashing through the air very quickly, making people dizzy.

   Suddenly Xuan Ting appeared. He was relying on his own magic weapon to kill unscrupulously, and countless people were corpses in front of him.

  Suddenly, the picture changed again, and it was the angry faces of Gui Yuanzi and Dayan layman.

Suddenly it changed again. The images of countless killings were still combined, but the protagonist of the killings changed, becoming Gui Yuanzi and other three people, and the people who died under their hands were a group of demons. monk.

   Obviously, both sides are wanton killing each other's disciples, this hatred has become deeper and deeper, and it has become endless.

  Finally, those rapidly changing images seemed to be a little tired, they slowly stopped, and they condensed into Xuan Ting's figure again, while Gui Yuanzi and the other three surrounded him. Xuan Ting said angrily: "You have killed so many disciples of the mysterious demon sect of mine, why don't you still hunt me down?"

   (end of this chapter)