Chapter 652 Three Evil Cultivators

Just when the hairpin in Qi Mu's hand touched the surface of the altar.

With a "pop", a circle of visible ripples appeared on the surface of the altar. The simple hairpin was actually submerged by an inch under the hard white stone on the surface of the altar.

On the seemingly ordinary hairpin, a string of golden seal characters suddenly emerged. They were connected in a string and arranged in an orderly manner, just like articles in a book. And there was a faint sound of a saint reading.

In an instant, a powerful and majestic force hit the altar like a tide.

"Rumble", the waves hit the shore!

The entire three-story altar was shocked, and the defense ban of the altar suddenly stopped working. The huge brush phantom disappeared in a slight rotation. Then, the ancient seal characters on the surface of the altar also stopped moving, and they looked like just stiff words.

"Buzz".

A colorful light spun out from the altar, and there seemed to be a door in the colorful light, leading to the space inside the altar.

Seeing this, Qi Mu took back the hairpin, carefully put it away, wiped the sweat from his forehead with his hand, and said happily: "Junior Brother Yunfei, we succeeded."

Zhan Yunfei looked at the passage in the colorful rays of light, and his face was also full of joy. He said thankfully: "Brother Qi Mu, fortunately you are here. If I delay any longer, I don't know if I can still resist the restraining power of this formation. The "power of writing and condensing truth" alone is really shocking, and it is worthy of being one of the six arts of Confucianism."

"Junior Brother Yunfei, there may be more mechanisms and difficulties waiting for us next. As long as you and I are united, we will definitely complete this mission successfully." Qi Mu encouraged.

"Yunfei will definitely go all out to complete this mission." Zhan Yunfei said confidently.

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Just when the two were about to enter the inner space of the Rutian Holy Altar, they suddenly heard someone shouting.

"It's better to come at the right time than to come early. The treasure house is open, and those who see it will have a share."

As soon as the words fell, three figures fell from the sky and blocked Zhan Yunfei and Qi Mu.

One was a man with an ugly caterpillar pattern tattooed on his head; another was a strong man wearing a fine iron mask, which made it impossible to see his true face, and carrying a huge iron coffin on his back; the last one, who was also standing in front of the three, was a big monk wearing apricot Buddhist robes.

The people who came were not kind, and they were the three people from the Shadow Organization, the Flying Insect Venerable, the Iron-faced Madman, and the "Qingyan Monk" controlled by the Thousand-faced Ghost using the Ghost Slave Technique.

"Three, looking at your posture, you don't just mean that whoever sees it will get a share, right?" Qi Mu asked, scanning the three people opposite.

The bald man "Flying Insect Venerable" touched his bald head with his hand, smiled, and then said: "You are a smart person, I admire you very much. The formation ruins in front of us are opened, and I don't know how many treasures are inside. Should we share it among three people, or five people? Of course, we will take the treasures, and we will kill you two. I see that you are quite smart, and I can let you die a little more comfortably later."

"Arrogant!" Qi Mu said angrily.

Qi Mu retreated half a step and stood side by side with Zhan Yunfei, saying in a voice transmission: "Junior Brother Yunfei, among these three people, the monk's power is at least higher than you and me, and the other two people's power is also in the Yuanhun realm. In comparison, the two of us are obviously at a disadvantage. So, don't fight with them next. Let them enter the holy altar, and then you and I will follow in and act according to the situation. They are not proficient in Confucianism, and they may not get any benefits when facing the many mechanisms in it."

"Got it." Zhan Yunfei responded immediately in a voice transmission.

The iron-faced weirdo standing next to the Qingyan monk was breaking his fingers and muttering: "There are three of us on our side, and there are only two on the opposite side. This time, we won't suffer a loss."

Obviously, he can still easily tell how many there are within three.

"Remember, the person who wants to kill you is the Qingyan monk of the Golden Buddha Temple." The big monk opposite said coldly.

"How can there be a monk as vicious as you in the Golden Buddha Temple? The two of us are disciples of the Yu Dao Sect. Although the Yu Dao Sect and the Golden Buddha Temple do not communicate much on weekdays, there are also few frictions. I think you are a fake monk, and you are clearly an evil cultivator." Qi Mu immediately exposed it.

"Qingyan Monk" did not explain, but waved his hand behind him. The bald man and the iron-faced weirdo immediately understood, and the two screamed and rushed to kill.

"You are right, we are evil cultivators."

"Evil cultivators want to kill disciples of the Yu Dao Sect."

The bald man's sleeves flew, buzzing, countless flying insects poured out of his sleeves, like two long snakes attacking Zhan Yunfei opposite.

Zhan Yunfei saw this, with the Bingpo Sword in his hand, and a flick of his wrist was a string of sword flowers. The strong cold air overflowed from the Bingpo Sword, and snow flew out of thin air, which was very beautiful.

What surprised the bald man was that Zhan Yunfei's Bingpo Sword seemed to just restrain his insect control technique. Although the blade of the Ice Soul Sword cannot kill flying insects as small as rice grains, it can release powerful cold air.

As soon as those flying insects approached Zhan Yunfei, they were covered by the cold air on the Ice Soul Sword in his hand. A layer of ice crystals formed on their bodies, and their wings could not flap.

"Clatter, clatter."

The flying insects in the sky fell to the ground in large pieces like hail.

"Damn, what a powerful ice-sealing technique. However, the insects of this deity are not vegetarians either."

The bald man opened his mouth and sprayed out a stream of soul essence blood, and those flying insects scrambled to absorb it, and in a blink of an eye they turned into round blood beads.

The bald man said viciously: "Let's see whether your ice-sealing sword energy is more powerful or my exploding flying insects are more powerful."

As soon as he finished speaking, the bald man pinched the strange magic formula with both hands and shouted loudly: "Explode!"

The next scene almost made the bald man's eyes pop out.

Zhan Yunfei activated his internal energy, and an ice dragon's energy moved in the sword's edge. Those round, blood-red flying insects were immediately frozen inside.

But the bald man's consciousness was isolated from the ice dragon seal, and he tried to control those flying insect explosions, but in vain.

"broken!"

Zhan Yunfei shouted, and the frozen flying insects immediately shattered into smaller ice shards, and blood-red colors fell from the sky.

The bald man said angrily: "Damn it, this is a waste of my blood soul power."

His tone sounded like he had no mercy for those dead flying insects. Maybe the bald man just used these flying insects as explosive weapons, and their fate was to disappear in the explosion.

On the other side, the iron-faced man took off the huge iron coffin from behind, held it in his hands, and used the iron coffin as a weapon. He swung his hands and shouted to the ground. The black mass was like a hill falling, and he smashed towards Qi Mu. .

Seeing this, Qi Mu threw it with one hand, and dozens of white talismans came out.

"Puff puff."

The talisman exploded in the wind, and fine steel shackles were drilled out of it. Under Qi Mu's control, those shackles were as dexterous as snakes, surrounding the huge iron coffin in the hands of the iron-faced man.

Qi Mu grabbed the other end of the shackle and pulled it to the side, trying to break the weight. The powerful and heavy iron coffin fell into the air and hit the ground with a bang, hitting Qi Mu's side. Earth and rocks flew away, and one end of the iron coffin sank as much as three feet into the soil.

The iron-faced monster tried to pull out the iron coffin and attack again, but his movements were half a beat too slow.

Qi Mu took the opportunity to throw out three detonating symbols in a row.

"Boom boom boom!"

Three balls of red flames burst into the sky, and the iron-faced monster's powerful figure was blown three feet away.

The iron-faced weirdo was so angry that he screamed, "One on one, how could I suffer?"

Qi Mu is not only a formation master, but also a talisman master who is good at making and controlling talismans.

The formation method has something in common with the talisman method. It can be said that the restriction on each talisman is a miniature formation. But usually, the talisman is controlled by a single person, and the formation requires the cooperation of multiple people. According to legend, the power of some top-quality talismans is not weaker than that of formations.

"Qingyan Monk", who had been watching the battle and had not yet taken action, immediately saw the clues to the battle situation. He thought to himself: "On the surface, the two disciples of the Yu Dao Sect on the opposite side should be on par with the Flying Insect Venerable and the Iron-faced Madman in terms of martial arts, but their physical skills are just enough to restrain them. It seems that I have to take action myself. I, the Thousand-faced Ghost, will use the ghost slave Qingyan Monk to kill a few more of them, and I can leave a reputation as a murderous evil monk in the Qinghuo Demon Realm."

Thinking of this, "Qingyan Monk" took a step forward, leaving only a shadow in place, and arrived in front of Zhan Yunfei.

He struggled with his arms, and the secret magic of the rock instantly blessed both arms.

With a "bang", his arms suddenly became much thicker, and the surface of his arms became as rough as rocks, but they were many times harder than rocks.

There was a crisp "dang" sound, and sparks flew everywhere. "Qingyan Monk" used his arms to block Zhan Yunfei's sword.

"Leave this person to me to deal with. You and Iron Face work together to surround and kill the other one." "Qingyan Monk" ordered.

The bald man was depressed that his flying insect technique was restrained by Zhan Yunfei. After hearing this, he immediately withdrew and rushed towards Qi Mu on the other side.

Although the Ice Soul Sword in Zhan Yunfei's hand was powerful, the "Qingyan Monk"'s rock escape method was good at defensive power, even though the Ice Soul Sword left sword marks on his arms. Those sword marks will also repair themselves in a short time.

The "Qingyan Monk"'s approach is to integrate offense and defense. Every time the giant rock fist hits, Zhan Yunfei feels even more strenuous.

After all, the "Qingyan Monk"'s martial body is actually the first level of Daoming Realm, which is a whole level higher than the first level of Yuanhun Realm opposite Zhan Yunfei.

If it weren't for Zhan Yunfei's movement skills that were as weird as falling snow and his Ice Soul sword skills that were so mysterious, he might have been defeated within thirty moves.

On the other side, there was suddenly a person on the opposite side. With one against two, Qi Mu suddenly felt the pressure doubled.

The flying insects released by the bald weirdo were so overwhelming that there was almost no room for people to dodge. The iron-faced weirdo swung the iron coffin in his hand and swept it across. The two combined to increase their power.

Qi Mu kept throwing out various talismans, including shackles, fireballs, and ice, before he could barely hold on.

Seeing that the battle situation was unfavorable to his side, Qi Mu immediately sent a message to Zhan Yunfei: "Junior brother Yunfei, we can't fight anymore. We have to find a way to retreat. As long as you can resist them for me for a moment, I can use the talisman?" The method of teleportation allows you and I to retreat safely."

Zhan Yunfei sent a message and replied: "It seems that this is the only way. Let me buy time for you."

With countermeasures in mind, Zhan Yunfei and Qi Mu retreated while fighting, and their figures gradually got closer.

Seeing that the three opponents were within his attack range, Zhan Yunfei raised his eyebrows and shouted: "Three evil cultivators, you must die!"