619: C619 Qiankong nine steps!

C619 Qiankong nine steps!

After seven days, Fang Shaobai led Xue Qianling and the others to blood clan forbidden area.

Xie Fang did not follow him.

The clan elder, who sent Great Clan Elder Xue Wufang to invite Xue Qianling, did not follow as well.

Everything seemed to be normal.

However, whether it was Fang Shaobai, Xue Qianling, or even Luo Er, when they saw the nine Blood Tribe elders, they could still clearly feel the traces of killing intent that the nine elders had concealed.

Xue Wufang looked at Fang Shaobai, greeting him with a smirk on her face, words that might even make him puke. If Fang Shaobai was not a noob like he looked on the surface, or if Xue Qianling was just a princess who relied on the shadow of his family, perhaps he would really think that Xue Wufang was a role model who had died for the sake of the Strigoi.

The atmosphere was strange.

It was like you knew what I was going to do, and I knew what you were going to do, but I didn't say it.

"Damn. They really are old foxes. They are all f * cking old."

Fang Shaobai's gaze swept across the nine great elders, and her heart felt waves of chill. She had already decided that regardless of whether or not he controlled the Blood Clan in the future, for Xue Qianling's sake at least, she would not let this nine-headed old fox from the Blood Clan live.

The group directly went to the river bank, looking at the vast sky and plains on the other side, it was no different from usual. However, Fang Shaobai could still feel that there was a slight breeze in the air on the other side, it was just that it was not obvious, it was still in the process of brewing.

Fang Shaobai was not in a hurry, she asked casually, but how long would it be before she received a definite answer and sat down calmly.

Xue Qianling and Luo Er were naturally the majority of them. Furthermore, they were guarding against the sneak attacks of the nine great elders, so they stuck closely to Fang Shaobai's left and right sides, looking just like the two servants by Fang Shaobai's side.

Xue Wufang did not say anything, but a cold glint of smile flashed past her eyes as she followed suit and sat down, and intentionally or unintentionally, she and the other eight blood-clan elder s surrounded Fang Shaobai and the other two in the middle.

In this position, if there were any sudden attacks, even if Xue Qianling was stronger than individual elders, she would still be unable to stop the nine great elders at the same time, and the safety of Fang Shaobai and Luo Er would not be guaranteed at all.

Of course, Fang Shaobai knew what the nine great elders were plotting. She harrumphed coldly in her heart, and her killing intent towards the nine great elders grew even stronger. But at the moment, he did not point it out, but secretly activated the Spirit Light Sacred Spring. As long as she felt that something was amiss, she would immediately use the Spirit Light Sacred Spring to bring Xue Qianling and Luo Er away.

After everyone had sat down, the scene was not quiet at all.

Under Xue Wufang's instructions, Sixth Elder Xie Wujin spoke frankly with assurance.

"According to the experiences of countless years of our Blood Clansmen, the mysterious palace on the other side of the river appears once every month, for three days at a time. Today is the day of the appearance of the palace. There are still three quarters of an hour left …

"Right now, it's still in the process of being prepared. The wind is about to blow on the other side of the river, and it's going to blow in a quarter of an hour!"

"After the palace appears, the wind calmed down, and a large amount of mist appeared around the palace."

It had to be said that although the blood-clan elder did not hold good intentions, he still explained in detail about the other side of the palace. Just by looking at this point, blood-clan elder was still very conscientious, and spent a lot of effort to solve the mysteries of the forbidden grounds.

However, Fang Shaobai's thoughts were not on Xie Wujin.

Fang Shaobai had already understood most of what Xie Wujin had said, there was no point in listening to it again.

At this moment, his mind was focused on the Golden Pearl in his middle dantian.

This was not because Fang Shaobai did not put the nine clan elders in her eyes at all, she still had the leisure to pay attention to her Central Dantian.

However, he was surprised to discover that when he came to the riverside, the inside of the golden bead in his middle dantian also had some changes.

There was originally nothing inside the pearl. Other than the black stone that was sucked into the pearl, there was only a square lattice, which should have been the key point for Fang Shaobai to escape after going through the second palace.

However, at this moment, for some reason, a floating figure appeared on the square. It quietly stood in the middle of the square without moving an inch. The previously beating golden square disappeared.

Fang Shaobai was completely clueless as to what was going on. What did she mean?

The unknown was something that made people afraid, furthermore, the changes that had happened in the middle of Fighters's heart, which had caused its color to change for countless years.

In that instant, Fang Shaobai's back was covered in cold sweat.

Fang Shaobai's consciousness was split into seventy percent, staring straight at the inside of the Golden Bead, staring at the illusionary figure. If anything went wrong, she would throw the Golden Bead out no matter what. No matter what, he couldn't let that golden bead destroy his central dantian.

The airflow on the other side of the river had unknowingly turned into a strong gale and became violent without any forewarning.

At this very moment, even the nine Elders who were used to this kind of scene couldn't help but reveal excited expressions. Their gazes were focused on the other side.

Xie Wujin's incessant chatter finally stopped.

Only Fang Shaobai glanced at it, most of her attention was still focused on the Central Dantian, where the internal problems of her own family, how could she have the time to care about the appearance of the Lao Zi Palace?

Also at this moment, the illusionary figure moved.

The figure suddenly moved horizontally one step and very lightly landed on a grid. In an instant, a light golden footprint was left on the grid.

Fang Shaobai's mind was shaken, all her attention was subconsciously focused on the steps of the floating figure, thinking of all the changes on the other side.

Immediately afterwards, the body of the floating figure swayed before it took a second step forward. It was as precise as ever in a grid, and after the spot where it was originally standing had been completely moved away, a golden footprint appeared.

What was going on? What was he trying to do?

Fang Shaobai was startled, she had no idea what the floating figure was doing. But before he could regain her senses, the figure continued to sway, taking three steps in succession. The fourth step, the fifth step, the ninth step, each step, and then strangely disappearing.

Everything seemed to be an illusion, as if the illusionary figure had never appeared before.

However, there were nine golden-bright footprints on the grid. They were so clear that they were blinding. It was clear that what had just happened was not an illusion.

"What are you doing, Rippling Light Steps?"

Fang Shaobai rolled her eyes and almost sneered, but she could not help but scan the nine golden footprints with her consciousness.

When Fang Shaobai's consciousness neared the first footprint, which was where the illusionary figure had initially appeared, something shocking happened.

The golden-bright footprint unexpectedly emitted a terrifying suction force towards Fang Shaobai's consciousness. Fang Shaobai's consciousness was sucked in without any resistance, and her consciousness turned into a mirage, standing in the same place as the illusory figure on the first footprint.

A huge wave of information flowed into his consciousness from the footprint.

"Qiankong nine steps!"

The nine golden footprints left behind by the floating figure were actually a movement technique of unknown elements. The information that gushed out of the footprints was obscure and hard to understand. The mysteries were simply unfathomable; it was as vast as a sea of smoke.

Fang Shaobai's consciousness almost involuntarily followed the nine footprints. Just following the footprints was an extremely easy thing to do. Even a three year old child could do it.

But something strange happened. When Fang Shaobai's consciousness crossed from the first footprint to the second footprint, it was clearly within reach, yet it caused Fang Shaobai to feel as if they were separated by a thousand miles of each other. It felt as if the distance between them was heaven and earth.

Fang Shaobai was shocked.

Terrified.

He had never encountered such a bizarre thing in his life.

That footprint was clearly in front of his eyes, one step down and he would be able to reunite, but he seemed to be able to see a deep abyss in front of him. That footprint was on the other side of the abyss, and if he were to step on it, he wouldn't be able to step on the second footprint.

What should he do?

What should he do?

Fang Shaobai was extremely embarrassed. She was unable to advance or retreat, her entire consciousness froze and she started to break out in cold sweat. Was it just a shadow of consciousness that broke out in a cold sweat? She did not know, but Fang Shaobai had this strange feeling.2

It was unknown how much time had passed. It felt like ten thousand years, but it also felt like only a few seconds had passed. The first footprint beneath his feet inexplicably gave birth to a force, pushing Fang Shaobai's consciousness forward.

The image of Fang Shaobai's consciousness uncontrollably moved forward like a marionette, her floating footsteps nimbly matched up with the second footprint. Soon after, the second footprint also released a force that pushed the consciousness towards the third footprint.

The fourth step, the fifth step to the ninth step, had somehow pushed him back to the first step.

After a circle, he came back.

Fang Shaobai was completely dizzy.

This was not the end of the matter. The first footprint was still pushing him towards the second. It was as if a strange force was forcing him into a dead end.

Circle after circle.

Fang Shaobai was dumbstruck and terrified. He tried her best to struggle free from this horrible cycle of death, but no matter what, she could not break free from the strange power produced by the footprints.

Dozens of times.

did not have the confidence to walk around leisurely, there were only wails and wails, what kind of thing was this? Even if I had to learn this "Qiankong nine steps", at least I had to deal with the outside first, since my two women are still in danger!

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