?The old man with the hooked nose had not stopped calling, and a middle-aged monk in a gray robe flew out from the mountain in the distance, carrying a majestic power, but it was only a hundred feet away from Xie Lingyun and the old man with the hooked nose, and was not in a hurry to take action.

At this time, the eagle hook's nose became energetic, and suddenly exerted force, shaking the blue-faced ghost slightly, flashed, and flew to the edge of the middle-aged man in a gray robe. He looked at Xie Lingyun with a lot of confidence.

Xie Lingyun looked up and down at the middle-aged man in gray robe, then urged him to take the green-faced ghost to the side, confronted him, but he was not in a hurry to take action immediately.

This middle-aged man has a very powerful aura, which is stronger than any of the people present. He is no longer an ordinary middle-stage Nascent Soul, but the peak of the mid-stage. He is the first casual cultivator in Dongmo, and the level of Hehuan Silver Demon, who has already stepped into the threshold of a great monk with half his foot.

The middle-aged man's eyes were in chaos, and his pupils were not seen, nor did he see the whites. He was completely gray and white. There was a faint gray mist inside, looking extremely evil and weird.

He was also carrying a gray bone knife behind him, and a bone dragon with ferocious appearance and wings was carved on the surface of the knife.

After looking around with his gray eyes, the middle-aged man stared at the puppet beside Xie Lingyun, a hint of surprise appeared on his face, and then he spoke in an unusual tone: "You are the eldest disciple of Duanmu Old Man. The last time I saw you was more than a hundred years ago. Was you still a junior in the Kandan stage? I didn't expect that now it's in the Nascent Soul stage, and Duanmu Old Man has a good vision."

"Didn't fellow Taoist always devoted himself to practicing and pursuing the great way, and regardless of the sect's miscellaneous affairs? Is it because the bottleneck in the later stage is too difficult, and I feel that the life span is not enough, and there is no hope of advancement. So I simply gave up and stopped practicing. Instead, I picked up the trivial matters of the sect and enjoy some power and wealth!" Xie Lingyun's mouth raised slightly, and the sarcastic meaning on his face was unconcealed.

Xie Lingyun was so disrespectful. Mo Yidao, the elder of the Demon Sect, was not angry. He just continued to speak calmly: "No, I won't hide it from you. Just by your own means, I have no hope of advancing in this life. However, after conquering your Star Up Sect, it will not be too difficult for me to further my cultivation level!"

"You are not easy to practice, and I don't want to ruin you. Now you offer that puppet. I allow you to leave and order you will be open to the monks of the Xingxing Sect, so that you will not be killed in one shot." Mo Yidao continued to speak lightly, as if he was talking about a trivial matter.

"Forget it, Xie has no blessings to save him, so let's fight to the end!" Xie Lingyun spread his hands, then slapped the storage bag with one hand, and released a person.

This is a human-shaped puppet dressed by a Confucian scholar. She wore a gentle robe and was different from the hideous body made of other puppets, iron wood. This Confucian scholar puppet was like a living person, with a jade face and a proud demeanor.

The Confucian puppet was wrapped in five or six black iron chains covered with silver runes on its left hand, and the silver and black mixed together looked quite thick. On its right hand, it was holding a round snow-white broken shield. Although it was only half and covered with spider web-like cracks, it was still shining with inspiration. It was obvious that it was not an ordinary object.

The Confucian puppet's eyes are clear and transparent, clean and flawless, and there seems to be a special restriction on its body, which makes people unable to penetrate the spiritual consciousness, and makes people unable to judge its true strength or internal structure. The unknowing Nascent Soul stage looks left and right, and they may even think that he is a living person.

"It is worthy of being the first sect in the north of the earth. It actually has such a foundation. The two Puppets in the Nascent Soul Stage are not in vain today!" Mo Yidao looked at the Taiyan leopard carefully, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and his face was still light and there was no urgency.

"No need to talk nonsense, let's see the truth!" Xie Lingyun snorted, then pushed forward with both hands, and the green-faced ghost rushed out first, facing the old man with the hooked nose, and he and the Taiyan leopard met Mo Yidao.

Xie Lingyun planned to rely on the blue-faced ghost to hold the Eagle hook's nose. He and the Taiyan's leopard besieged Mo Yidao. Although Mo Yidao knew Xie Lingyun's plan, he was very skilled and brave, and he planned to fight two, or even one against three, so he didn't care.

"You hold on to that ghost thing, and I will deal with Xie Lingyun and this puppet!" Mo Yidao gave an order to the old man with a hook nose beside him, then waved his sleeves, rolled up a large amount of strong demonic energy, and met Xie Lingyun.

"Let you see the zodiac zodiac tie!" Xie Lingyun snorted coldly.

Immediately afterwards, the white-faced Confucian scholar Taiyan's eyes suddenly opened, and with a light lifted his left hand, the iron chain tied to his wrist suddenly flew out, like a poisonous snake that had been out of the hole, turning a hundred feet long and rushed towards Mo Yidao.

At the same time, Xie Lingyun threw the pure black inkstone with one hand, turned it into the size of a stone mill, and flew and smashed it at Mo Yidao.

"Then I will come to see you, and I will not be vain with you!" Mo Yidao was not panicked when he saw this, but just smiled faintly, gently pulled the boned sword behind him with one hand, and held the bone-like sword in the palm of his hand.

Mo Yidao did not immediately fight against the iron chain and the black inkstone, but slapped the storage bag and took out a skeleton that was clearly a seventh-level wolf demon, controlling the wolf bone to hang in front of him, and then gently pointed the bone knife in his hand towards the skeleton.

The bone-like sword touched the skeleton of the wolf demon, and then it seemed like a spiritual side. The hollow bone dragon on it trembled slightly, and directly evolved into a five-meter-sized dragon head, swallowing the wolf bones at one end.

Immediately afterwards, the dragon head slightly shrank to the back and disappeared in the blade again. However, the blade was different at this time, with a faint gray mist lingering all over the body, and sharp sword lights radiating.

Mo Yidao activated the white bone knife to swallow the wolf bones. It seemed that it was a long time, but it was completed in a flash. Once the bone knife was successfully refined, the silver-black iron chain and the black inkstone hit the ground.

"Slash!" Mo Yidao held the hilt of the knife with both hands and slashed down at the two treasures in the sky. Two gray-white lights broke away from the blade and swept over the two magic weapons in the sky.

There was only a loud "Peng!" sound, and the gray-white knife light, the silver-black iron chain and the black inkstone collided together. The two sides were in a stalemate, fighting each other for two breaths before shattering the black inkstone under the black light.

The black inkstone and silver-black iron chains bombarded, but Mo Yidao below had disappeared.

Xie Lingyun glanced around, but did not find Mo Yidao's trace, but was not in a hurry, but muttered softly: "Hmph, I had known that you had a great way to hide, but don't forget that this sect also has a master of the Spirit Source Tree and a unique eye technique. I am now half-dead, and I can't break your hidden method despite the urging of the damage!"

After saying that, Xie Lingyun made seals with both hands, gathered a ball of blue aura at the tip of his index finger, wiped it at his eyes again, and opened his eyes. His eyes seemed to have turned into a pool of blue spring water, casting a stream of strange blue aura.

Two blue lights about 10 meters were projected from Xie Lingyun's eyes and scanned the surroundings again, but in a flash, a faint figure appeared more than 30 meters on the left.

"Where can you go!" Xie Lingyun pointed to the other side, and the black inkstone immediately flew over and smashed it. At the same time, under his urging, the Taiyan leopard also threw out silver-black black iron chains and wrapped them around.

However, this attack fell into vain again. Before the attack came, the faint figure flashed away from its original place and continued to hide and disguise.

"As the great elder of the Demon Sect, you are one generation older than me, and you are even more famous in terms of mental power. Why are you so afraid now? You are really shameless!" Xie Lingyun continued to urge the Ming and Qing spiritual eyes to scan the surroundings, and he tried his best to capture Mo Yidao's traces.

But Mo Yidao's escape technique is very powerful. Every time Xie Lingyun can only capture a figure of the other party and cannot keep track of the other party. However, he can barely protect himself. With this spiritual eye, he can guarantee that Mo Yidao can't help but feel that he is thirty feet close to him.

"As long as you can win, it is a good method, what kind of gentleman agreement is needed? Didn't Duanmu Xiao teach you?" A faint sneer came from behind Xie Lingyun, and then a grayish-white figure grabbed a grayish-white bone knife and showed his body fifteen feet behind him.

The gray-white figure stepped on the top of the box, waved the bone knife in his hand and slashed hard at Xie Lingyun.

With such a huge movement behind her, Xie Lingyun naturally reacted immediately. Regardless of how Mo Yidao approached him fifteen feet, he immediately flipped his hand and took out a crystal red shield ancient treasure and blocked it in front of him, facing the gray-white sword light.

"Puff!" As soon as the gray-white sword light touched the red shield, it exploded and dispersed on its own, turning into a ball of faint gray gas and dissipated. This attack was just showing its appearance, but in fact it had no power at all!

"Not good!" Xie Lingyun immediately realized that this was just a false body, an illusion. It was said that under his Qingblind Heavenly Decision, Mo Yidao's real body could not be close to him thirty feet, but as soon as this false body appeared, it attracted his attention, and Mo Yidao's real body had the opportunity to break through.

Xie Lingyun immediately activated the Ming and Qing spiritual eyes, turned his head, and saw Mo Yidao standing there ten feet away, looking at him with a smile. In the gray-white pupils, a stream of thick gray mist was evaporated.

Mo Yidao's pupils turned into vortexes of his eyes, emitting a strong suction force. Xie Lingyun's eyes could not be diverted away when he looked at him. His whole mind seemed to be about to be sucked in.

But after Xie Lingyun tried hard to move his eyes, the surrounding scenery changed completely. It was no longer the mountain gate of Shengxing Sect, but a gray and barren wasteland. The ground was covered with corpses rotting into white bones, and the flesh was not rotten and bloody everywhere.

Xie Lingyun knew that he had been attacked by the pupil technique. After Mo Yidao approached him, he used his need to use the Ming and Qing spiritual eyes to scan the surroundings and used this spiritual eye technique to his mind. Relying on his powerful mental power, he forcibly interfered with his perception of the surroundings.

Although he knew that there were fantasies around him, Xie Lingyun had no choice. This pupil technique is used spiritually. It is actually a spiritual secret technique. It is just used with the help of his eyes. The surrounding scenes are truly impeccable, and even the odor is vivid.

Before, when Han Ming fought against the four Yuanying stages of the Demon Sect, he was used by a monk of the Demon Sect to pull him into the illusion. If Ran Qixi had not helped him, he would have been helpless. The level of Mo Yidao's spiritual eye technique is not on the same level as the fake infant who dealt with Han Ming. He has no idea how many times the power is. Not to mention Xie Lingyun's early stage, even a mid-stage cultivator would not break it in a short time.

If you want to break this pupil technique simply and quickly, you can basically have one way to be strong in your mental power. You must be stronger than Mo Yidao. But Mo Yidao is a peak monk in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul, or a mental power that is not obvious. The mental power is worse than that of the great monks. Once this pupil technique is released, even the three great monks in the north of the earth will be able to get into trouble.

Mo Yidao looked at Xie Lingyun, who was a little panicked in the air, slowly shook his head, held the white bone dragon sword with one hand, and rushed to Xie Lingyun with a few flashes, and slashed down at his head. He wanted to talk about "The Second World Immortal and Fairy Dao" with more like-minded people, follow "Youdu Literature" on WeChat, talk about life, and find friends~
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