Chapter 668: Secret Plot (Part 2)

Chi Zhihu's talisman was extraordinary as soon as it was in hand, with a cyan-white background and gold lacquer writing on it. He didn't know the grade, nor the symbols and incantations, so naturally, he couldn't use it.

Li Xizhi didn't look much, pinched a magic spell in his hand, raised his thumb, tapped two fingers in turn, then changed to parallel fingers, first pointing to the Luoxia in the north, then pointing to the Calcining Mountain in the east, and three points of Xia colors—emerald green, brownish-yellow, and mysterious gold—emerged from his fingertips.

How could the three watch him cast spells? Chi Zhihu immediately raised his hand, and a white needle-shaped magic tool emerged from his palm, magic power flowing and gathering, but he didn't know which one to hit.

Wu Weibai was speechless, feeling stifled in his heart: 'Back then, I told you to cultivate the physical properties of magic spells properly, but you were sleepy and only wanted to cultivate magic spells with great power... Now it is retribution!'

Logically speaking, the magic tools used for surveillance just now should not only have been able to see through Li Xizhi's tracks, but should also have been able to discern these illusory clones. However, Chi Zhihu brought something that was not ideal—he brought the Bright Yang Heavenly Light magic tool, the 【Clear Wood Mirror】! There are many spells that can manifest illusory clones, but if one uses a magic tool to survey clone illusions, Heavenly Light and Rosy Light types cannot see through each other...

"If I had brought 【Questioning Flowing Light】 or 【Taiyu Sword】... where would I still have to worry about these clones!"

Wu Weibai was slandering in his heart, but his hands didn't stop. He was older and had mastered many magic spells. While cursing in his heart, he had already started pinching seals. Now he raised his sword, pressed it between his two lips, and shouted: "Long fire surging, whispering for apricot brightness... Decree!"

A stream of apricot-yellow flames gushed out from his mouth, expanding rapidly in the air, a bright big ball. In just a flash, it was like a silver bottle breaking, releasing countless apricot-bright separation fires.

This separation fire surged, dyeing the air into a circular apricot-yellow, sweeping across the dozen or so Li Xizhi who were each pinching seals and stepping on Xia light. Xia Yun was overjoyed, waved his hand to slash and destroy the approaching Xia light, and shouted: "Senior, good magic spell!"

But he saw Li Xizhi pinching seals with one hand and closing the other. The dozen or so clones actually waved their sleeves at the same time, throwing out phantom colors, floating in front of them, blocking the surging apricot-yellow flames.

"Ah?"

This move made Wu Weibai change color. He had also fought with Lin Gu Xia and even broken this Xia light clone with his own hands. How could there be a reason for a Xia light clone to still be able to cast spells!

It was too late to react. Chi Zhihu could only hastily release the magic spell in his hand, casually scattering a clone. Xia Yun was still manipulating the magic tool, chasing and destroying the clones. Wu Weibai shouted:

"Defend quickly!"

Li Xizhi had already finished pinching the magic formula. Ninety percent of the Rainbow Shadows in the array had been scattered. The remaining two Rainbow Shadows and the main body were divided into a triangle in the array, the Xia light dim.

"【Morning Drawing Rainbow!】"

Three points of Xia colors—emerald green, brownish-yellow, and mysterious gold—leaped up together, spanning mid-air, flashing and landing on Chi Zhihu, making him look overjoyed, and he shouted:

"Good!"

The jade stone worn around this burly man's neck exploded with a bang, and a bright yellow halo lit up on his body, condensing into a three-tailed feather beast in mid-air, roaring, and suppressing the Xia light.

Seeing this appearance, the three were all happy.

Li Xizhi's Xia light magic spell was coming aggressively. Wu Weibai was still better off; this old man had a count in his heart and had long since sacrificed magic tools and talismans. But Xia Yun was already scared out of his wits.

You must know that among the three, only he was a soft persimmon. According to the principle that it is better to break one finger than to hurt ten fingers, killing himself first was the most reasonable thing. This Xia light didn't know the depth, how could he not be afraid? As a result, Li Xizhi chose Chi Zhihu. He was a direct descendant of the Chi family and had treasures to protect his body. The Xia light was instantly restrained. Chi Zhihu was happy, Wu Weibai was suspicious, and this Xia Yun jumped the most happily, raised his magic sword to cast a spell, and smiled: "What kind of thing are you!"

He pierced a Xia light clone with one sword, but heard Wu Weibai say in horror:

"Not good!"

The old man pulled out his sword and rose, but was blocked by a fan with dark blue brilliance with a "clang". Under the cover of the brilliance of the three Xia colors—emerald green, brownish-yellow, and mysterious gold—a point of golden light jumped out. Li Xizhi actually manifested his figure in front of Chi Zhihu, standing with his sword pressed.

"Broken!"

Although the three saw that his magic spells were brilliant, they didn't forget that the Li clan was a family of sword immortals! Not to mention that after a series of fights, Wu Weibai's sword technique was like a joke in front of Li Xizhi, solvable at will, which was enough to show this person's sword cultivation.

The magic sword worn by this Changtian Peak Master was not for decoration!

'Too close!'

Seeing the other party appear in front of him, Chi Zhihu was so scared that his hair stood on end. He hurriedly reversed the magic spell, forcing the uneven magic power in his body to disperse the fire technique he had gathered in his hand, and his spiritual sense slammed into the necklace around his neck.

"Return!"

Chi Zhihu hurriedly summoned the three-tailed feather beast released from the jade stone to return. Seeing his master in danger, Wu Weibai hurriedly bit the tip of his tongue, sprayed a mouthful of essence blood, and shouted:

"Tai!"

Wu Weibai was worthy of being an old cultivator. This sound exploded like thunder, constricted into a line, and shook beside Li Xizhi, making him stop suddenly. Chi Zhihu finally got a chance, his heart relaxed greatly, turning fear into joy.

"Good opportunity!"

Wu Weibai stopped Li Xizhi at the cost of being injured. The three-tailed feather beast that suppressed the three-colored Xia light in mid-air immediately disappeared out of thin air, manifested in front of Chi Zhihu, baring its fangs and brandishing its claws, roaring out of thin air, spraying a mist-like golden light from its mouth, hitting Li Xizhi exactly on the face! 'He was hit by the pounce of the Mang Jin Yu Beast condensed by this jade stone! The victory is set!'

Chi Zhihu knew his own affairs. This jade stone was obtained by his ancestors from a cave heaven, and what was drawn was the long-extinct Mang Jin Yu Beast. After this mouthful of thick mist was sprayed, an ordinary Foundation Establishment cultivator would already be dead. Although Li Xizhi had deep cultivation, he would have no good end either!

'What a coincidence...'

He accidentally let Li Xizhi suffer a big loss. Before the joy appeared, a look of astonishment appeared on his face first.

The Li Xizhi in front of him was like sunlight shining on residual snow, melting away completely.

"Clone?"

Wu Weibai's pupils dilated suddenly, and only one thought remained in his mind: "【Clear Mu Mirror】...!"

Sure enough, the reflection in the old man's pupils manifested the golden brilliance of gold falling in the clouds. A fair and powerful hand emerged from nothing, bit by bit, flicked out a patch of Xia light, and pressed it on the white crystal mirror that Chi Zhihu had left in mid-air.

"Floating Light Picking Objects!"

Chi Zhihu was fully focused on the three-tailed feather beast. How could he suffer this? He only felt empty and stifled in his heart, his heart's blood surged, his spiritual sense suffered a heavy blow, and his connection with that treasure weakened.

'Magic spell... can actually be used like this!'

【Clear Mu Mirror】 was taken into Li Xizhi's hand, and the clear light rippling in the air disappeared instantly. Li Xizhi was like catching a sparrow that kept struggling, his hand suddenly light and heavy, and the Xia light that the other hand had already gathered followed, hitting the mirror surface.

"Clang......"

The arc-shaped Xia light scattered like mist. Li Xizhi retreated a step, his figure disappeared from mid-air. Before Chi Zhihu could react, a miserable scream sounded in his ears: "Ah ah ah!!"

It turned out that Chi Zhihu moved the Mang Jin Yu Beast back, and the three-colored Xia light had already been freed, changing direction and falling on Xia Yun.

Xia Yun was only able to be promoted by relying on his good relationship with Ning Hejing, and he also followed the wind and surrendered to Chi Zhihu. Although he had some strength, he did not expect Chi Zhihu to take back the feather beast. The three-colored Xia light right beside him turned around to kill him.

This guy had scraped together a lot of savings in the past two years. The white light on his body bounced a few times, slightly blocking it, combined with the Foundation Establishment talisman he had released earlier, dissolving most of the power. Unfortunately, the momentum was too urgent, and he couldn't make more preparations...

Chi Zhihu looked up, and Xia Yun's head was pierced through by the three-colored Xia light, the size of a fist. Through the gap, he could vaguely see the sea view... This kid retreated in a hurry and panic, taking out rice meat to fill his head.

"The one surnamed Zhao is still entangled with that Xia Yao under the water..."

Chi Zhihu didn't need to look much. The magic power fluctuations under his feet had never stopped from beginning to end. After fighting until now, he was already exhausted and had no intention of fighting:

"This person's magic spells are so profound... what exactly is Liaokong doing... still not making a move! How long are you waiting! If you wait any longer, Xia Yun will fall!"

【Clear Mu Mirror】 was caught, and Li Xizhi in the air changed and disappeared again, hiding in the Xia light permeating the surroundings. Chi Zhihu was sacrificing a turtle shield in front of him, listening to Wu Weibai happily say: "Eh?"

Chi Zhihu suddenly raised his head, finding that the figure that had turned into golden light had manifested again, falling from mid-air, and realized with joy:

"【Clear Mu Mirror】 is an ancient magic tool after all. How can it be taken just like that!"

'Gold falling in the clouds was interrupted...'

Li Xizhi had originally pinched 【Clear Mu Mirror】. As long as he transformed into Xia light again, the three would be unable to do anything to him. Unfortunately, 【Clear Mu Mirror】 was an ancient magic tool of Qingchi after all, with extremely high quality, struggling constantly, breaking his movement technique.

As he fell out like this, Wu Weibai had already seized the opportunity to urge his sword to kill him. That magic sword was like a golden-silver ring snake, with colorful patterns, jumping constantly, looking like a sinister object. The old man shouted:

"Urge the magic tool!"

Chi Zhihu was reminded by him, the magic spell in his hand scattered, his eyes closed tightly, and he used all his strength to urge 【Clear Mu Mirror】. The struggling force in Li Xizhi's hand became several times heavier, and he had to divide his mind to suppress it.

Li Xizhi's gaze swept over, and his heart gradually became clear:

"Although Chi Zhihu has many treasures, he rarely fights, and Xia Yun is just making up the numbers. Only this Wu Weibai is seasoned... Although his magic spells are not exquisite, he wins with deep cultivation."

Seeing Wu Weibai pouncing, he pinched seals and chanted incantations with one head, and urged his spiritual sense with the other, chasing along the connection between his nature and spirit:

"Qiyun!"

"Clang!"

Li Xizhi urged, and the spirit snake-like sword had already jumped over.

【Clear Mu Mirror】 was still sticking to Li Xizhi's hand, and Wu Weibai was not afraid of him taking the magic sword. The old eyes stared straight at the person in front of him. This graceful young man was calm and composed, holding the mirror in one hand and pressing on the sword with the other.

"Clang!"

The arc-like sword energy rushed straight into the sky. The spirit snake sword in Wu Weibai's hand was pulled for half a sword, the sword tail raised high, and the moon-white sword energy turned and arrived, flying out three agile sword energies on the spot.

The two styles of Moon Que in Li Xizhi's hand were not as sharp and fluttering as Li Xijun's, but they were definitely coherent. Wu Weibai didn't understand sword moves, and the sword in his hand was also a partial magic tool rather than a sword tool, making him flustered.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

Li Xizhi was freed from the shackles, and gold falling in the clouds was immediately operated. His figure transformed into dozens of rays of Xia light again, flying and circling in the array.

"Let him escape..."

Li Qiyun pinched 【Clear Mu Mirror】. Guest Elder Zhao just flew out from the water, full of anger. Seeing him, it was another brilliant Xia light, and with a bang, he was blasted into the water again.

Wu Weibai and Chi Zhihu lost 【Clear Mu Mirror】 and became more cautious in the Xia light. Chi Zhihu's face was ugly, and Wu Weibai sighed: "Your Highness... this spirit beast seems to be a Foundation Establishment level Xia Yao... It has no fighting ability, but it is extremely troublesome to entangle with. Zhao Fu was restrained by it and can no longer get out."

The situation was now extremely obvious. The three of Chi Zhihu had no way to deal with this pair of master and servant. If Liaokong didn't make a move, it would be troublesome for the three to even escape...

"How can his magic spell attainments be so deep!"

How could Chi Zhihu not hear the meaning in the old guest elder's words? But this Liaokong didn't know what kind of madness he was having! He was still hiding in some corner and hadn't appeared! The two were in a dilemma. Two rays of Xia light rushed toward them, and they both made moves to resist, waving their hands and hitting them clean. Obviously, they were just two illusion spells again.

"Puff!"

A muffled sound had already come from the side. Xia Yun's aura declined, and the exuberant hazy flames spread, diluting the Xia light quite a bit. Wu Weibai was terrified in his heart and said in a low voice:

"Your Highness!"

Chi Zhihu felt stifled in his heart. He clearly had good magic tools on him and many magic spells with great power, but he kept hitting cotton with his fists, unable to even find the other's shadow. The anger and fear in his heart had reached the peak.

"Could it be that I can only let him leave... wouldn't that be a wasted effort!"

He looked down at the sword energy spraying from the Xia light and shouted in a low voice:

"Liaokong!"

This sound rolled like thunder, making Li Xizhi vigilant. The Xia light retreated quite a bit, but after a few breaths, there was no sound. Chi Zhihu gritted his teeth and shouted:

"Liaokong!"

There was only a muffled echo in the great array. Wu Weibai's face changed suddenly, becoming difficult to look at, and he shouted in a low voice:

"Your Highness, quickly close the array and leave!"

Chi Zhihu also noticed something wrong, a look of fear appearing on his face. He hurriedly pinched seals to cast spells, his spiritual sense communicating with his magic power, surging toward the array plate in his sleeve.

The bright yellow array in mid-air remained motionless, steadily covering the sky.

Wu Weibai almost vomited blood and was about to faint. Chi Zhihu pinched several magic formulas in his hand, but seeing the great array in the sky as steady as Mount Tai, motionless, the blood color on his face also retreated at once.

Wu Weibai only felt a rush of hot blood hitting his brain, his heart terrified to the extreme. This old man was trembling, not even caring about honorifics, and said in horror:

"You couldn't borrow 【Questioning Flowing Light】 and 【Taiyu Sword】... is that so!"

Chi Zhihu woke up like a dream, looking at him in a panic.

Wu Weibai raised his head in despair. Three points of Xia colors—emerald green, brownish-yellow, and mysterious gold—were condensing in the Xia light. Dozens of phantom colors from many clones were flashing slowly, like hungry wolves ready to devour people at any time in the hazy Xia light, baring their fangs and brandishing their claws. ===== CHAPTER 669 =====

Wu Weibai raised his head in despair. Three points of rosy radiance—emerald green, brownish-yellow, and mysterious gold—were condensing within the rosy light. Dozens of illusory colors from the numerous clones flickered slowly, like hungry wolves in the hazy rosy light, baring their fangs and brandishing their claws, ready to devour someone at any moment.