After Qian Yunsheng said this, Xuanyuan Yijue also knew that he was anxious about his spirit, so he urged him.

However, after everyone just pulled me, everyone also had some ideas about the unpredictable thing in front of them.

Although he didn't know what the thing in front of him was and why he could swallow all kinds of things so strangely. But it was obvious that this thing was obviously a dead thing, and he was acting based on a certain situation, but there was no doubt about it.

Therefore, Xuanyuan Yijue, who knew it in his heart, quietly raised the fishing hook and said with a sigh: "You just think it's right!"

After saying that, he suddenly shook the much thicker fishing line on the fishing hook, and the momentum seemed to be not holding a fishing hook on Xuanzhen's body.

Instead, it is like a sword in the hands of a swordsman and a quick knife in the hands of a swordsman.

As the fishing hook trembled rhythmically along Xuanyuan Yijue's heart, the fishing line was like sparse shadows of bamboo, the sound of wind in the forest, and the waves shaking dead trees, and the flying snow sealed branches.

The fishing line on the fishing hook is like an antelope hanging its horns, or like a bamboo shadow outside the window, returning to the wind and falling scenery. The hook instantly passes a very unique rhythm towards the black hole that swallows them.

The slight trembling of the hook seemed to suddenly resonate with the entire space. It fitted with the unique charm of the entire space, and the hook light was like a shadow, buzzing and buzzing.

Even the chaotic space around the fishing line, which was like a hill, was cut open on the face, and the sides of the hook suddenly became extremely smooth.

"A straw raincoat, hat, and a small boat, a meter of silk and an inch of hook. A song and a bottle of wine, and a person fishing alone in the autumn river."

Xuanyuan Yijue suddenly felt sighing, and the solemn face seemed to be like a noble man. His eyes were full of brilliance, obviously he was already connected with people and was trying his best to build momentum, and he was about to launch the strongest fishing.

But the black vortex seemed to be angry.

I saw that it had even more suction. Even under Xuanyuan Yijue's intentional relaxation and tightening, he put a long line to catch a big fish, the black vortex almost swallowed up the entire fishing line.

But what I don’t know about this black vortex is that as the suction force of the black vortex becomes larger, the strands of blue mist on the fishing line become thicker.

As the blue mist was sucked in by the fishing rod more and more, the evil eye that appeared on the fishing handle of the fishing hook suddenly closed, and then suddenly opened in horror again.

I saw that the original blue light disappeared in the evil eyes. On the contrary, a blue eyeball in the charming eyes seemed to have been swallowed up. When I opened it again, the entire eyeball was like a void.

In a trance, Qian Yunsheng and the other two felt that time was like a missed shot.

It felt like the fishing hook suddenly hooked a piece of space, suddenly pulling itself and the black vortex into an independent space where only them and no external objects were used.

"quick!"

"We are not strong enough, so we can't hold on for long!" Xuanyuan Yijue spoke anxiously.

It turns out that this is the most powerful move of the fishing hook. It can temporarily solidify the surrounding space and time without being disturbed by anything around. Similarly, everything around it naturally cannot add any help to the black vortex.

Of course, Xuanyuan Yijue knew this, how could Qian Yunsheng and Gong Xiaoyue not know it?

Therefore, before Xuanyuan Yijue could speak out, Qian Yunsheng and Gong Xiaoyue had already sent all their spiritual power to the fishing hook without hesitation.

As expected, I was quite powerful just now, and I wanted to tear the fishing hook off the strong suction force. After being blocked by the fishing hook, everything around me immediately became quiet.

In fact, although Qian Yunsheng and the others had practiced this move when they were practicing together, it was the first time that they could really meet such a powerful opponent.

So when the truly powerful move of the fishing hook was presented in front of them, the indescribable shock of time still made them excited.

After all, they never thought that they would have the moment to touch the power of the law so soon.

You should know that the difference between an ordinary monk and a high-level monk is that he has the power of understanding the laws. Even when a high-level monk takes action, he has his own magical powers of law.

Although that was just a brief understanding of the power of law, it was much better than that of low-level monks.

Therefore, Qian Yunsheng and the others did not expect that it was because the opponent that the fishing hook encountered was extremely powerful this time. It absorbed too much of the opponent's strength and turned into blue mist, so it emitted this super powerful attack.

Of course, if the fishing hook is on the hands of Tianqing Hand, it is probably not difficult to exert the power of the law.

But in the hands of the three of them, being able to send a blow is already an extraordinary thing.

However, at the level of their Nascent Soul cultivation, they can personally experience the effect of the power of the law, which is obviously very beneficial to their future path.

Therefore, in addition to being shocked, they only saw an extremely gorgeous light suddenly lit up from the fishing rod, followed by the fishing line and the fishing hook.

The feeling was like a row of gorgeous swords lit up one after another, like a gorgeous trace of light, which instantly penetrated everything and penetrated straight into the black vortex.

"laugh!"

I saw that the fishing hook was pulled hard, and this time, the black vortex, which had no strength to fight back, was pulled out of the middle like an opened flower bud.

I saw that the shadow was holding something tightly. I don’t know if the fishing hook was too powerful, so Agu was squeezed by time and space, or had encountered something unexpected inside.

At this moment, Agu remained motionless, as if he was completely depressed.

You should know that Agu is a spirit ghost, but not a human, so this situation still shocked Qian Yunsheng.

But soon, Agu recovered with a "humph". He held a large piece of bluestone in his hand and said excitedly: "Look at what this is, it seems to be a dragon word on it!"

"Longyu?" Everyone didn't expect that Agu would gain something from his first move, and they couldn't help but look at the bluestone slab.

Sure enough, the bluestone slab has a few big characters that look like dragon words at first glance.

But soon Xuanyuan Yijue smiled and said, "Agu, you are really like your master. You have to work harder in the future."

"This is not a dragon text, it is obviously the stone drum text of the immortals."

Agu said a little dissatisfied: "But I clearly saw many dragons inside... Some dragons hang in the sky, some dragons crawl on the ground, and even several fire dragons entrenched on a treasure seal..."

"Although these dragons are all paintings, I see that the work is clearly a praise for the dragon clan. And this stele is at the highest point of those paintings, so how can it not be a dragon text?"
Chapter completed!