Chapter 61 Life and Death Disaster
Chapter 61 Disaster of Life and Death
Author: Use your hair to generate electricity
Chapter 61 Disaster of Life and Death
Facing the peerless woman towering over him, Yang Xuanzhen kept swallowing his saliva even though he was talking nonsense.
But while speaking, his movements did not stop at all. As soon as his mind moved, a token about the size of a palm appeared in his hand.
This token is fiery red, looks like gold but not gold, looks like wood but not wood, and there is a faint sense of simplicity and vastness on it.
On the front of the token, there are two big characters "Kunyang" engraved, which seems to contain thousands of Taoist rhymes.
At a glance, one has the illusion of being extremely insignificant.
On the reverse side of the token, there is a deep crack, as straight as a sword, as if it was cut by someone with brutal means, and it may break at any time.
It wasn't until he got this item that Yang Xuanzhen breathed a sigh of relief and regained his composure.
Gein, he has already learned from the Taiyi Treasure Record that this object is a protective token given by Kun Yangzi to his followers through the condensation of his magical power.
What kind of person is Kun Yangzi?
He is the head of thousands of true disciples, the senior brother of Taiyi Sect, the tenth level of supernatural power, and the peerless power that can defy the heaven and change the destiny.
It is said that 800 years ago, the Great Demon from the Five Hells caused trouble to the world. He was seriously injured by Kunyangzi with a single blow, and finally his energy dissipated.
Such an existence, not to mention the protective tokens left behind, even a fallen hair, still possesses tremendous power, capable of destroying cities and mountains, and killing all enemies with a snap of a finger.
As for the woman above Yang Xuanzhen's head, if he guessed correctly, she was not a human at all!
It is a demon, a great Asura among the underground demon clan, which is equivalent to a magical monk in the immortal world.
Although the underground demon is ugly and ferocious, once he transforms into a human and is born with magic power, he will become extremely beautiful and captivate the country.
Just when Yang Xuan was really thinking, the great Asura above suddenly showed a charming smile on his face.
She opened her red lips lightly and said softly: "Gee, Fang Han, a disciple of Taiyi Sect, you are very good, but you dare to come to my underground world to commit murder."
"But I advise you to be at ease and stop showing off. You have destroyed tens of thousands of my underground clan's troops, and even the skeleton master of the Blood Shadow Demon Sect. There is no way I will let you go."
"However, your physique is extremely good, your flesh and blood are crystal clear, and you must taste very good. If you kneel under me and let me control you obediently, and I am in a good mood, I may consider sparing your life, otherwise, hum...
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While speaking, she stretched out her slender index finger like a green onion and gently licked it between her lips, with a hint of charm in her eyes, seductive.
Seeing this posture, even a secular emperor would probably give up his empire, and an immortal in the immortal world would also give up his immortality and fall from grace.
No, in the distance, Sun Hai, Li Wenyan, Zhao Siming and other male disciples, looking at the seductive figure above, were already bleeding from their nostrils and almost wanted to lose control.
Even Lin Meng'er, Wang Xiao... the four women's delicate bodies trembled slightly, and their eyes showed signs of struggle, as if they were trying hard to restrain something.
"Fairy, Xiaosheng and you are strangers, why do you want Xiaosheng to beg for mercy from the fairy?"
"If the fairy is really hungry and thirsty, there is an iron donkey in the castle ahead. I think the fairy will like it. As long as the fairy speaks, Xiaosheng is willing to do it and pull it out for the fairy to enjoy."
At the same time, Yang Xuanzhen thought about the determination, kept his mind sober, and retreated calmly. He wanted to pull away from the other party.
It seems that such a monster that eats people who do not vomit bones. If they are a little careless, they may be reduced to the ministers of their lords.
This kind of physical torture, even a iron man, must be reduced to a pile of scrap iron.
"Giggle."
Listening to Yang Xuanzhen's words, the witch smiled and shook her head gently: "Just the iron donkey that will not move.
"It seems that the disciples who come out of the right way, such as you have practiced hypocrisy until the fire of the fire, but the devil under the ground, but don't eat this set!"
Speaking of the end, a pretty face of the witch suddenly glooms, and there is infinite evil spirits in the depths of the eyes.
Suddenly, within three thousand feet, the temperature dropped by three points.
"That being used, the deity will let you taste great, let you understand what is the magic, you have to follow today, you have to follow!"
She didn't wait for Yang Xuan to respond, and her palm of her hand suddenly revealed, and she pressed it in the air.
In a short time, a huge mana handprint condensed out of thin air, with the rolling magic cloud that covered the sky, and grasped Yang Xuanzhen fiercely.
"The monk of the magical power is really powerful, and its mana has exceeded at least 70 Xuanhuangli horses. It is by no means that I can compete at this moment."
This magic cloud's tumbling big handprint has not yet been taken, and Yang Xuanzhen felt a vastness of the vast power to compress, making him difficult to breathe, and his chest was faintly painful.
He turned up and down, and he was more like a mountain, and he had to overwhelm it.
But the greater the pressure, the more stimulating Yang Xuanzhen's heart. The blood of his whole body was boiling, and every inch of every inch of the whole body was Qi Ming.
"Bold demon girl, in front of our cold, dare to be fierce?"
Faced with the lustrous giant palm, Yang Xuanzhen looked up at him, and the Kunyang Ling Ling, who was holding the palm, suddenly got off, turned into a red light, like a moth fluting the fire, and welcomed the big hand print on the top.
Oh! Oh!
The moment Kunyang Ling was in contact with the big handprints, he kept trembling, like thunder, like a thunderous, like some kind of hot, the existence of violent was broken.
In the moment, the Kunyang order bloomed in the sky, which was like a round of scorching sun, shining for nine days and ten places, six in eight wastes.
At this moment, Yang Xuanzhen seemed to have an illusion, as if everything around him became slower, and the whole space was trapped.
Only the red light bloomed on the Ling of Kunyang became more and more dazzling, which was reflected in the depths of his eyes until eternity.
And Yang Xuanzhen's ears, except that he could hear a gentle sound, no matter what.
As if everything in this world is still in this sound, including the big Ashura over the sky.
Yang Xuanzhen quickly condensed his spirit, listened to his ears, and finally captured a ray of long groaning.
The great Confucianism in the secular dynasty is chanting the classics, and if the elder is talking about it.
"Identity, no rotation, life and death, life and death."
"The disaster is flat, the disaster does not stop, and the disaster is done by it."
This sound is not anxious, approachable, but it makes people unable to extricate themselves.
Gradually, as the sound became louder and clearer, Yang Xuanzhen could be seen faintly that in the center of the sun that was turned into the Ling of Kunyang, a thin young man figure was manifested slowly.
This person hits hemps and wears a square towel, looks flat, but his eyebrows contain Hao Ran's righteousness.
But Yang Xuanzhen felt that in his expression, there was an indescribable sorrow that made it like a scholar who worried about the country and the people, and the vicissitudes.
At this moment, the scholar's eyes were closed, as if they were meditating, and they seemed to be deducting the opportunity to understand the trip to the avenue.
Chapter completed!