There is a different world, as dark as ink, like the boundless void, with starlight flashing in the central area, which is the hovering and confrontation between the two sides, with a strong murderous intent and about to break out.
There is a large blue-glazed sky above both sides, like a very deep water flowing slowly. Such a strange scene is simply a "Bi Luo" used as a verb.
Under your feet is a yellow "earth wall" that lies across the heaven and earth, as high as the Great Wall of Sword Qi, which lasts for hundreds or tens of millions of miles, like a solidified river of time.
Very far away from the confrontation, the twelve bright particles were like drawing a pure golden circle, forming a formation at the outermost point.
They were the twelve earthly branches, including Song Xu, who was in charge of Dali Capital. After receiving the order to kill ghosts in the daytime, they all used the three mountain talismans given by Mr. Chen. They were in the mountain waters and dojos north of the Dadu of Baopingzhou. They stood like a circle of bottles, like a circle of bottles in the bottle.
The female ghost with the pseudonym Gan Qinglu had a big sleeve, and used a secret method to wrap the souls of Emperor Yin Ji and others. With the body of the prince Yin Miao, she did not follow the "Yangguan Road" under the nose of the new national teacher of Dali, and chose a path of the subtle and clear path of the Yellow Springs, trying to escape from Baopingzhou as quickly as possible and cross the sea to return to the Central Earth Shenzhou.
But they were still blocked by a blue shirt.
This guy is so lingering and so difficult to deal with?!
The soul of the scholar Cai Yushan of Dashou was shaking, and his face was even more gloomy. His body was shattered and his mood was naturally not good. At this moment, he was even more like falling into an ice cave. Cai Yushan asked the tall woman with a pale face and her sleeves were above her knees, "Xia, why would he find this long-prepared Yin Ming Road?!"
The clam was obviously a little surprised, with a tall ghost with empty eyes. She looked at the young sword immortal who was still in a short age. Such a young ascension realm has not been many in the past three thousand years.
At the very high above her head, there are seven appearances and two hidden holes, and there are nine vortexes of the sea of clouds. The nine sword lights hanging outside the sky curtain of Baopingzhou, the "sword tip" slightly shifted and kept staring at her.
The ghost with keen consciousness has a little numb scalp. How could Lu Zhi's natal flying sword "Beidou" be controlled so skillfully by him? Can the flying sword Beidou still be used like this?
Cai Yushan was a little angry, "Xia! Don't delay, quickly break the formation and return to Middle Earth, don't give this guy more opportunities to arrange the formation. The foundation of the Dali Dynasty is very likely to have been taken over by the entire pan of the surname Chen. The national teacher celebration is just a formality..."
Xi was indifferent and turned a blind eye. A monk from a mixed family who was good at supporting the dragon could not mobilize her.
Since birds have bird paths and snakes have snake paths, then she is used to walking in the underworld, and naturally she has her own unique "woodwood path" to walk, which can hide from the righteous gods of mountains and rivers and the supervision of city gods from all over the country.
Yin Miao, whose soul was stuffed back into her skin, was surrounded by a new ghost like a stray dog, the Emperor of Dashou Dynasty, Yin Ji.
Chen Ping'an asked with a smile: "Yin Ji, you, who is the emperor, are not as good as a prince who is not a crown prince?"
Yin Ji, who became a ghost, said sinisterly: "As a Confucian disciple of the Wensheng lineage, he dares to kill the monarch of the world indiscriminately. Let's see how long you will be rampant."
Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "During the discussion of the Central Tu Confucian Temple, I saw you a few times and was quite impressed."
Yin Ji said in confusion: "How can I see it?"
Chen Ping'an said: "You are the one who I have ever seen among the ordinary people who are emperors and monarchs who desire immortality the most."
Yin Ji seemed to have been exposed, and for a moment he was speechless and silent for a moment, "The Lord of the Nine Five, who is greedy for power and rank, and wants immortality, what is there to be strange about the young hidden official?"
Yes, in the eyes of these sword immortals who pursue a life of heaven and earth, the emperors of the dynasty in the human world are just ordinary people whose body decays and their lifespans are declining day by day.
Chen Ping'an said: "It is human nature to be greedy for life and fear death, but if you are as greedy as you are, you are the minority after all. Among the minority, you have the courage to ignore the rules set by the Confucian Temple, secretly cross the line, and practice immortal magic without authorization. You are the second one. Why do you learn from the Song family of Dali everywhere?"
Yin Ji laughed loudly, "Fortunately, you were not the first one. Indeed, you, the late Emperor Dali, are the first ones. Chen Ping'an, you are a honest person. If we met earlier, maybe..."
Chen Ping'an said, "Maybe you won't have the chance to come to Dali Jingcheng. Is there any way to check out the meal at Laoyinghu? Should I pay the money first, or should I ask Cao Yi to help pay the bill?"
Yin Ji looked around and said, "Sure enough, Cai Yushan really hit it. Are you just delaying time and looking for a way to crack this path that is both ghosts fighting against the wall?"
Chen Ping'an said: "The dead are the most important. You have the final say, you have the final say."
Yin Ji forced his anger and said, "Chen Ping'an, there are no outsiders here. I will tell you clearly that as long as you let us go back to Dashou, the matter of forming an alliance will still be effective. Even the Song family of Dali and Yin family of Dashou can be divided into primary and secondary, and you will be the leader. In addition to Dashou, I can also help you win over several powerful Middle-earth countries and participate in the grand event. Just treat it as a gift from me. How about it? Your ascension path is extremely novel. Once this news is spread, except for the entire Haoran world, it must be the will of the people of Dali. You need to consolidate your realm and will definitely have some help. Without any effort, you can instantly gain a great deal of more than a hundred years of cultivation and Taoism..."
Cai Yushan looked a little anxious and said softly: "Your Majesty, no..."
Chen Ping'an sneered: "You three are still here to act with me. Do you have any rewards for money?"
Yin Ji frowned and said, "What's the solution?"
Chen Ping'an raised his sleeves with both hands and raised his chin, "Yin Ji, you, the master, come out and bark a few times."
Cai Yushan's expression changed slightly, and he quickly glanced at the clams. How could you reveal the stuff if you used ancient secret techniques to cover up the humanity?
Chen Ping'an said calmly: "Since he is extremely greedy for life, he will only be more afraid of death. Xi, the 14th realm ghost, is the lord of a country at the wine table in the courtyard, only Cao Yi, the prince of the Daduan Dynasty, accompanied by Cao Yi, the prince outside the courtyard, and Yin Miao, who is inseparable from Xi. So what is the truth? I was asked at that time, was it because I was talking about it, right, Yin Ji?"
Yin Miao, a young man in yellow, is to be precise, the Emperor Yin Ji of Dashou. He reached out to wipe the blood from the robe, raised his head, and did not hide his admiration. He sincerely exclaimed: "I am worthy of being the junior brother Xiuhu, and his scheming is indeed deep."
Yin Ji persuaded, "I'm not curious about how Xi did this step? Are you the best at stealing your master? If you learn it, wouldn't you have another great master? Cui Feng has not yet achieved the ultimate in his work. No matter how powerful he is, his former national teacher, always regarded himself as an assistant minister. Chen Ping'an, you can be better than the blue. It's better to completely control the Dali Song Dynasty. If the emperor is obedient, you will support the dragon. If the emperor is not obedient, you can change the dragon at will."
Chen Ping'an waved his hand and saw five thunders in the palm of his right hand, lightning intertwined like a golden snake squeaking. Under the light, a face was half-light and half-dark. "A layman who can only learn some fur, don't talk nonsense about merit and knowledge. He doesn't feel disgusted as a senior brother, but he can feel disgusted as a result of me. I will let you both body and spirit be destroyed before, after a while, Wei Jia was in Laoyinghu, and you Yin Ji was soaked in the oil pan, like a hot pot. You can pick up a few pieces of boiled water with one chopstick, so you will talk, be relaxed and open up the highlights."
The "Young Emperor" who had transferred most of his soul to "Yin Miao" gritted his teeth and said, "Do you know what the fourteenth realm is? Others don't understand. You, a young hidden official, are used to seeing the world and the big scenes. You are the most aware of the power of the 14th realm monk, why do you still act so arrogantly?!"
Chen Ping'an said: "I'm so clear. So I know very well that the new fourteen realms after the rain are quite watery, so I dare to consider how much water there is so as to make a reference for the second visit to Bai Yujing in the future. According to the words of fellow Taoist Tuanni, it is... three joys."
Yin Ji smiled grimly and said, "Crazy, what a madman."
Yin Miao, who was in the old man's appearance, sighed faintly and prayed with his eyes: "Hidden official, be liberated, seek liberation."
Yin Ji slapped Yin Miao in the face with a backhand, "Why did you give birth to such a coward!"
Cai Yushan bowed and advised, "Your Majesty, it's so delayed, and the Five Mountains of Baopingzhou Gods have also formed a formation."
Yin Ji nodded and said, "Clam, fight quickly and decide quickly. If you can do it, do it. If you can't get rid of the weeds, you can withdraw from Baopingzhou first."
The tall ghost nodded. Sure enough, she only obeyed the orders of the "Young Prince Yin Miao".
The next moment, Chen Ping'an's position was like a clam that was refined with the supreme magical powers of a long river of time, cut into a piece of glass awl. Chen Ping'an, who was sealed in it, did not even have the chance to draw a sword, or was thinking? Such a large piece of colorful glass disappeared out of thin air and fell into a river of time. How long can it be trapped, a quarter of an hour? Or half an hour? Clam is actually not sure.
After all, this method has only been verified by a young Bizhou who seems to be surnamed Wanyan. The other party is neither a strong ascension nor a sword cultivator. It seems that he had been detained for several months back then?
The twelve earthly branches lost their sense of contact with the young national master at once.
Seeing the young national master talking, Cai Yushan was about to speak out a few sarcastic words, but she never thought that her feet were empty, and Xi had no intention of helping him. Cai Yushan was in a trance and was in a strange state, watching the lights. Every moment, it seemed like tens of thousands of pictures were forcibly stuffed into his mind, floating in the twisted corridor of heaven and earth, ten years and hundreds of years, and billions of glow flashed quickly in front of her eyes. Cai Yushan had a headache and a hand was stirring his brain.
Finally, he staggered. Cai Yushan stopped wandering in that illusion. He first shook his head hard, then bent down and retching. After all, his soul had nothing to vomit. Cai Yushan looked around and found that he was standing in a ridge of fields, full of bright green seedlings, and the scorching sun was above his head. He looked down and held a handful of seedlings in his hand. He felt that his back was almost cracked by the sun. The mud in the rice fields was hot and hot. On the snow-white calves that rolled up his trousers, there were several lees biting them. Outside his sweaty face, pus was flowing with eyes.
Cai Yushan roared angrily, shouting Chen Ping'an's name loudly, cursing over and over again, and soon panting, and his throat burned and a pain. He wanted to use magic to break the nearby Tianchou's eyes, but fell into the rice fields. He hurriedly climbed to the ridge of the fields, which was miserable and bitter. The world must be fake, but the messy pain was extremely real. He was very entangled and tried to pull a lee from his calf, but it was broken halfway. Cai Yushan rolled and wailed in pain.
A bachelor does not know the hardships of a farmer, and he is a scholar who has no use.
Cai Yushan had just recovered and was slashed on his arm with a knife. He was stunned, shuddered, and then started to scream.
Perhaps as Dali Bianjun said, whether a scholar has a strong character or not can be seen with a knife. Cai Yushan obviously has little character.
Nowadays, the twelve earthly branches of the Dali Dynasty. Except for the last martial artist Zhou Haijing, who joined, the rest were selected by Cui Hao.
Song Xu, Mao. The bottleneck sword cultivator of Jindan Realm, the second prince of the Song clan of Dali, Song Geng's younger brother, and the second brother of Princess Song Lian.
Yuan Hua Realm, Zi. Bottleneck Sword Cultivator of Yuan Ying Realm, and a son of Yuan's family in the Shangzhu Kingdom.
The temples, towns, and hills at their feet each manifested the words of the earthly branch.
Mr. Chen had "talked and laughed" with them before, and because both sides were too lazy to use their voices, they listened sincerely.
When Yin Ji took the initiative to mention the secret technique, Han Zhoujin and Lu Hui looked at Song Xu, who was the prince of Dali, with some strange expressions.
Song Xu said angrily: "Take a step back and say that Mr. Chen really wants to do this and control the great power of the country. Can I say nothing about it?"
Yu Yu asked with a smile: "Hurry up, the old rules, do a fortune teller and see how dangerous it is."
The answer she got was quite concise, "The other party did not bluff, it was indeed a ghost in the first fourteenth realm."
The little monk clasped his hands together and the Buddha sang, "Please beg the Buddha for blessings, and my disciples will go to the temple to donate money for incense and oil tomorrow."
Since Baopingzhou took the lead in proposing the term "Martial Review Master", Haoran has become popular all over the world, following the example, and there are lists of each continent.
As long as you become the Grand Master of Martial Arts, you will be in a state of martial arts fortune. There is no doubt that it is a great consensus.
However, the Qi-training genius wants to say that he is in a certain country, especially a certain continent, has a more subtle fortune.
There are really few, such as Liu Zhu, the Taoist lord of the continent who helped Fuyaozhou break through the ages, or Song Pin, the sword immortal of the Golden Armored Continent who possesses a "Fuyao" sword, all deserve it.
There are only two people on the surface of the Baoping Continent, which is a crouching tiger and hidden dragon. Over the past thousand years, the first person in Baoping Continent to enter the five realms of Fenglei Garden with pure sword cultivation, and Liu Laocheng, a wild cultivator of Shujian Lake. In addition, you are the head of the Yunlin Jiang family, Qi Zhen, the heavenly king of Shengao Sect, and even Cao Rong, who has already attained the ascension, dares to say that he is lucky?
Even if others say this, they themselves dare not recognize it.
It seems that as long as anyone admits the account, the will of heaven and the definite way will be calculated.
Just because their fortune is already good, why should they bet on the profits and losses on Piaomiao account books?
However, if the monks of the Earthly Branches of the Dali Dynasty were all born with a certain fortune in Baopingzhou, they were genuine, and they had been to the Battlefield of the Pai Capital and verified it, it was true. Since they had real military achievements, they were not afraid of being "calculating the accounts". Of course, the embroidered tiger that created the "Baopingzhou Earthly Branches" could not help but shrink, take advantage of the situation, and dare to work but not work.
In the past, the power of a country was the foundation of a continent, and tilted the immeasurable resources towards them. Xihu was not afraid that they would be overeat, but they were afraid that they would not be full.
Yu Yu, who had a waist card with a character "Xu", said: "The big test arranged by the national teacher for us has begun."
Gaiyan smiled charmingly and said, "I never thought of meeting a fellow practitioner. If this killing succeeds, it will be a big help."
Their boxing masters include Song Changjing, the leader of the four great masters of martial arts, Xu Ruo, the Mohist wanderer, taught swordsmanship, the old mountain king of the Dali Dynasty, and Aunt Feng often taught them some strange and strange ways of doing things. As for the spiritual books that have been piled up in the Dali Treasure House, they even let them read and practice on their own.
In the past, the Dali Iron Cavalry went south, confiscated and sorted out countless Taoist books on the mountain, or the original works secretly collected by the ancestors of various immortal palaces, or the copybooks sent on their own initiative. It is no exaggeration to say that it is a mountain of books.
They are extremely skilled in killing the earth immortal and killing Yu Pu. They are very skilled and easy to kill.
But I have never had the experience of killing immortals and provoking ascension.
However, they assassinated the demon clan on the battlefield of the accompanying capital. At that time, the Dali Dizhi was only the first to be established, and Yu Yu, the youngest, had not joined yet, which was even more unworthy of his name.
So the Earthly Branches, no matter which mountain they belonged to, were very proud. Not to mention Dali Capital, they felt that they could be rampant even in Baopingzhou.
So only eleven monks who were purely warriors were missing. They had three "experiences" in Dali Capital City with very short intervals, but they all encountered the "Mr. Chen".
In the center of the world, Yin Ji reminded in his heart: "Xing, it must be delayed for a quarter of an hour. The one named Chen is famous for having many back-ups. He is a ghost spirit. Please be careful to break the formation quickly and not be entrusted."
The tall ghost nodded.
This temple that covers the sky and the sun is covered with countless black hairs. The most ghostly aura is the object of victory, and the living things are all living things.
It was like a hat and cup that was overturned on the table, covering Chen Ping'an and Dali Dizhi.
The clam showed a towering magic figure that was as high as thousands of feet high, bringing the emperor Yin Ji, who occupied the magpie's nest and the prince Yin Miao, the scapegoat's prince.
The twelve words shine brightly on the border of the dojo, like a round of bright moons rising into the sky, the clear light and the ink-colored canine teeth intertwined, tearing each other.
I didn't see how the ghost took action. Above a large circle, twelve firecrackers exploded one after another. The clams instantly killed all the twelve earthly branches?
Yin Ji was watching the wall in his sleeve. The prince Yin Miao, who was looking at the emperor, was surprised to see this scene. Did he solve it so simply?
He saw with his own eyes that the bodies of the twelve earthly branches turned into powder, which was by no means an illusion.
But unexpectedly, the next moment, the twelve people returned to their original appearance, all of which looked as usual, communicated with each other through their voices and words, each performing their own duties, and embarked on opening the second formation.
It seemed that the clam had guessed that this was the result. This time, the action was even more majestic. The black clouds rolled around the twelve private dojos, like ink dragons rolling, each responsible for strangling one person and overturning one dojos.
The fourteenth realm ghosts used their own magical powers to use their own deity and killed each other without any suspense. After all, they didn't even have one of them in the fifth realm.
However, compared to the first time, the time it took to kill twelve people in a row seemed a little longer.
A monk looked calm and reached out to take out a handful of gold-body fragments that were polished into pearls from his sleeve, put them in his mouth and chewed them carefully, as if he was eating salted soybeans, crispy.
Yu Yu asked, "Is that okay?"
He replied indifferently: "It's OK."
His name is Sui Lin and Yin.
Sui Lin is a monk who is proficient in Yin and Yang and Five Elements and Qingwu Ge. He is very talented. He can reverse a long river of time in the small world without using external objects. This is a natural ability like a divine gift. However, this move is indeed too rebellious and can easily suffer from Tianyan. The heavenly tribulation is in the brightness and Tianyan is in the darkness. The former will be revealed when the monk wants to break the big bottleneck, but the latter is everywhere. I don’t know when I will suck the cold one and give it to the monk. What’s particularly terrible is that if the more heavenly deeds, it will be the legendary Tianyan.
Therefore, Sui Lin wanted to use this magical power with many taboos and great costs. If he had not been led by Master Cui into the Earthly Branches, Sui Lin, who was in the Earthly Immortal Realm, had to use it with all his strength at most once, which would have caused the bridge of immortality to collapse and become a useless person.
Sui Lin only saw this shocking statement in ancient books. He was not very understandable, and he didn't want to understand it. It would be better not to understand the true meaning of this word in his life.
Just as the old saying goes, there is no way for the world to escape disasters, Cui Hao helped him find a way to avoid disasters, which is to eat those golden pieces, as if he pretended to be a god who kept his body.
In addition, just talking about the "Online Road", one of Song Xu's two natal flying swords, can allow eleven of them to help Sui Lin share the damage and jointly bear the backlash of the road.
Therefore, the twelve people in the Earthly Branches are really the literal "comrades".
Their twelve formed a formation, and at this moment it was not just about the same mind. The great way was closely related. Lu Hui clearly felt the person's anger and smiled and joked, "Mr. Chen, who was in front of cursing, didn't know how to learn to learn pearls and jade, had no chewyness at all."
The monks of the Earthly Branch lineage were originally prides of heaven who "carried the golden spoon in their mouths". They were used to being too busy to spend money one by one. However, when Sui Lin was led to a secret house by Rong Yu, one of the maids of the National Master's Mansion, when she opened the door, Sui Lin's eyes widened, with golden eyes, "So many?! They are mine?"
Rong Yu said calmly: "For the matter of practice, I have to work hard for you. The national master said that you will let you see what a real sky and earth is so vast. You can no longer be a few frogs in the well and make a small fuss."
Sui Lin reminded: "The tide of the road is surging again. Mr. Chen is watching, don't fight back too much. I don't care. I don't care. I'll do some 'thugs', so I can do it myself."
According to Yu Yu's established plan, we should take it three times first. Anyway, delaying time as much as possible is the general direction. After all, there are the Five Mountains Gods and Dadu Duke outside to guard the second level. Of course, don't delay until the evening. Mr. Chen said, the ghosts must be killed in the day!
A black rope as thick as a mountain hit hard at the female formation master of the Earthly Branch lineage.
The formation master of the character "Wu" has already taken a step forward in Han Zhoujin. There was a strange phenomenon around her. There was no need to chant a mantra at all. Without stepping on the gang, a mountain appeared out of thin air. The fairy palaces were all red and purple as thick as flowing clouds. The ancient palaces were built along the mountain, lined up one after another. If countless Taoist real people were doing their studies, the spiritual treasures were singing endlessly, which could resonate with the heaven and earth.
This temple is Han Zhoujin, who has a great blessing. He accidentally entered the ruins of the immortal palace when he was climbing a mountain when he was young. It is part of the ancient Tongbai Blessing Land and one of the ancient real people's governments in Haoran.
The rope hit the palace hard on the heavenly formation created by the real person singing and singing, Qingci Baogao. In an instant, the earth moved and the mountains shook, and cracks appeared on the barrier of the snow-white glass.
Han Zhoujin looked up at the barrier that almost broke after just a moment, and was inevitably a little scared. This Qingci barrier was made by her just successfully refining a Taoist book. She is not the kind of arrogant person, but she is still quite content with her heart. She never thought she was so fragile.
The clam seemed to remember something. His originally godless eyes were a little cold. It was a subconscious act to cut this mountain first. At this moment, the ghost had a look of hatred. He waved his sleeves and controlled his magical powers. A towering Dharma-like god held a whip and cut the mountain and destroyed the temple, which would inevitably turn the extremely dazzling temple into powder. One whip after another, smashing the barrier created by the Qingci Baogao through the meaning of words and meanings, but still couldn't relieve the hatred. He smashed the palaces, making the spiritual treasures sing praises without any sound. In the blink of an eye, an ancient mountain was already full of gullies and mucus ink, like a terrifying situation flowing all over the mountain.
The female formation master had no power to fight back. He was instantly slashed on the sky spirit cover with a whip, and was beaten again to death. There was only a riverbed in the mountains.
The clam didn't look at the devastated fairy mountain, but turned to attack the second pass. It was a handsome Taoist priest standing on the hill. The entire hill was arched like a turtle fish. The young Taoist priest swept up, and he drifted between the broken rocks, moving around. The clam just moved his mind, and the broken hill closed in an instant, suffocating it to death.
The third place, a whip actually fell, and a whip sounded between the vast sky and the earth, tearing apart a ravine that lasted thousands of feet long, filled with wailings and whimpers. Countless white bones and skeletons surging in it, trying to escape the waterless gully of the endless sea of suffering.
Xi was slightly surprised. Looking at him slightly, he saw that he was a woman in the Golden Pill Realm with a weak Taoist power that was almost negligible, and she was also a ghost.
Just a small golden elixir, can you use such a trick of Taoism? Yes, Xing suddenly realized in his heart that it was the Meizhang Guest on the mountain, whose realm was not high and his qualifications were acceptable.
The charming and charming woman quickly glanced at the bones in the gully. Not only did she not feel the cunning, but she was envious.
She was very happy and was told by herself that as long as she worked together to kill her, she would definitely be very rewarding for herself! Maybe she would never have to consider finding the resources for the great way in her life?
The so-called opportunity of Cui Qian in the past is that he used evil ways to reach the five realms of the body. It is this 14-level ghost, and it is today?!
Change to the beauty, the Hai of the earthly branch.
She is a ghost cultivator, temporarily in the Golden Dan Realm. She is both a eyebrows-painted guest of a mountain painter, and the owner of the "famous" fairy inn in the capital. She dresses up every day, until she meets Zhou Haijing, who is also jewel-like, that she meets a strong enemy. No wonder they are bothering each other at the beginning.
Mr. Xiao Mo gave her a robe in the green bamboo tube. If she was polite and polite, she would be a real ghost.
Mr. Chen, who "willed" the inn last time, was just a Golden Pill Realm, which could already make Chen Ping'an, who is both a master of martial arts and a sword immortal, look at a deviation. If he enters the fifth realm in the future, she can even make people "see it as real". As for how long the "truth" can last, it depends on the depth of her Taoist power.
It is both useless and invincible. To be idle, it means that Gaiyan is alone in the same realm or at the first level, which is really meaningless, especially when he meets a sword cultivator who is best at breaking all kinds of methods with one sword, it is especially useless. To be invincible, as long as she is one or two lower than her, she will sit firmly on the Diaoyutai without having to open the formation or take action. She will instantly have an illusion, allowing the monks and warriors in it to "death" in the secret realm.
So if it weren't for this temporary test, Gaiyan would soon go to the National Master's Mansion to work as a job.
Besides, Gaiyan is a beautiful corpse who is proficient in color refining and uses a romantic tent as a temple. The female ghost is full of bones under her skirt, and she will be her minister under her skirt.
The clam thought for a while, and the next moment, the dark sky curtain was covered with the pressure of the great road that was like the arrival of heavenly tribulation, and "slowly" pressed down.
The beautiful corpse who was in charge of a romantic tent was filmed into a pool of meat mud on the spot. The beautiful ghost beauty died instantly, her fragrance disappeared, and her romantic powder drifted away.
But when I change to Yan Yan "before dying", I looked up and threw a contemptuous smile at the fourteen-level ghost. It was clearly a silent word. The old thing, just waited, and I would always chew yours.
The fourteenth level ghost that should have passed the level again, the clam with no "support" suffix actually raised its sleeves, slashed it with a hand knife, and cut it off from afar.
Like a giant mountain god with a sharp blade cuts off the long river.
But not only did not cut off the flow for a moment, this long river of time just followed her hand knife posture and fell down a curve, just like a tough fairy silk, always constantly.
The clam exclaimed. Why is this flowing water so firm?
Except for the monks who have not yet reshaped their bodies and reappeared in the world, the rest of the members of the Earthly Branch were all "pulled" in this way, causing their souls to tremble violently and suffer a lot.
Yu Yu shouted, "No, the thief is going to run..."
The entire temple was shaking, and a big hole was broken between the sky and the earth, and a floating arch bridge appeared. The big-sleeved ghost was already swaying at one end and was about to cross the bridge.
In an instant, she had already walked to the center of the arch bridge and approached the other end of the bridge head the next moment.
Yu Yu raised his hands and closed his palms vigorously. The ancient seal script of clouds spread rapidly on the palm and back of his hand, radiant, like a rising pocket moon. The moon rose into the sky. Among them, there was a young sword immortal with a palm height, wearing a lotus hibiscus crown, a red dress and an ancient sword, and a snow-white beads tied together with a sewing of the clothes. He was handsome and elegant, with a very ethereal spirit.
Yu Yu shouted softly: "Let's go!"
Keeping a little true spirit for a long time will not change. The Yin God who lived in this sword fairy skin received the order from his master, his body turned into a rainbow, and a slender sword light sacrificed rushed forward faster.
Xie Gou had made a summary of this group of earthly monks before, and he was nothing more than using the method of sewing clothes and doing usurpation everywhere. For example, a little girl from the military corpse ordered the ghosts of the ancient sword immortals to be ordered to be the ghost of the ancient sword immortals. Han Zhoujin dared to refine the ancient real man's government without authorization. He did not give a hand to the Zhongtu Confucian Temple, but also the little bald man who could create yin and yang and connect with Youming with the eyes open and close. Especially, you, a little novice monk who practices Buddhism, can even learn the Five Thunder Dharma that is smelly, and your master doesn't care.
The earthly branches are perfectly matched and can occupy the best of the heaven, the earth and the people.
Since you can be invincible, the second key lies in the level of killing power.
Otherwise, it would be a water grinding skill that competes with each other's strength. It would be less meaningful after all, just to see who is exhausted.
On the arch bridge, the earthly monks used the art of moving mountains to send the Wuyue Giant Mountain blocking the road. For some reason, as soon as they arrived on the bridge deck, they were as small as earthen houses and were randomly trampled by a tall woman.
There was still a fire-like sword light like a waterfall above the arch bridge, slashing at the female ghost, but it was swept through the air with just a wave of her sleeve, and the huge sword ended in a sloppy manner.
At the bottom of the arch bridge, two chains formed by more than 10,000 ghost-exorcist talismans wrapped around clams' ankles. Unfortunately, she walked forward without any obstacles, but she pulled them to pieces at will.
Sui Lin, who controlled the direction of a long river of time, did not care about being petty. Han Zhoujin and others instantly returned to the world. Han Zhoujin's face was covered in frost. He gritted his teeth and directly sacrificed the Tongbai Taoist temple where the main road was, and smashed it to the back of the fourteenth realm ghost.
When I arrived at the arch bridge, I was as small as a jade seal and penetrated the female ghost's body directly. Then I was grabbed by clams, grabbed it, and threw it into my sleeve.
The snow-white sleeve suddenly trembled and trembled.
The bloody smell of barbecue meat continued to spread. The female ghost just looked as usual, but she was only one step away from walking to the ferry.
Almost at the same time, there was a sound of glass shattering. In the section at the bridge, there were already a green-soldier waiting there.
The world is vast and the arch bridge is not small, but at this moment, it is like a single-plank bridge that can only be walked by one person, and the two sides meet on a narrow road.
Xi showed anger for the first time, but after weighing the pros and cons, she finally stopped. Even if she was only one step away, she chose to stop.
After being stabbed before, the scholar Cai, who couldn't bear it, turned over and rolled down the ridge of fields. He had already gritted his teeth and went to the mountains and fields to find some herbs. He finally bandaged it for a few days. He had been hungry for a few days and finally recovered his wounds and scars. He didn't know when this painful day was, but he instantly saw the broken sky, the sun fell to the ground, and the fields disappeared. He seemed to have resurrected himself. He fell from the upper five realms into a ground immortal. Seeing the figure of clams on the arch bridge. Cai Yushan was stunned and quickly opened his throat and shouted "Help with fellow Taoists..."
The next moment, he found himself curled up next to a clothes stall by the road. In the cold winter, heavy snow was floating between the sky and the earth. Then he was kicked on the door. The stall owner was so powerful that Kong Wu was scolding and asked him to get away. If he delayed his business, he would chop him up alive and die in another place... Cai Yushan was so miserable that he was trembling. Dashou Chaochao, who was best at writing snow poems, was about to do his best to curse his mother, but a group of gangsters came over. Among them, a strong man's eyes were hot, muttering, and he could use it even if he washed his butt...
But this is just an optional episode.
Yu Yu and the others felt relieved, and Mr. Chen blocked the ghost's way.
Intuition tells them that once this ghost crosses the bridge, the formation of the continent created by the Five Mountains Gods and others is very likely to become a decoration.
The problem is that their Earthly Branches have not had time to use those killer moves.
Losing the Crimson Palace of the Immortal Palace, Han Zhoujin was a little lost.
Her female formation master, who was born in the Qingtan Blessings of Shengao Sect, is the real "head" behind the scenes, but the Zizhao Yan family, one of the surnames of the Shangzhu Kingdom. The latter was on her, and the latter had an extra considerable amount of treasures and treasures, which cost countless immortals. It was like a three-party transaction between the Zizhao Yan family and the national teacher Cui Lun. The biggest beneficiary was of course Han Zhoujin.
Let Han Zhoujin escape from the Taoist Scripture and become one of the monks of the Dali Earthly Branch. As a reward, the Dali court promised that there would be an additional Taoist temple with the word "sect" in Baopingzhou in the future. Facts proved that Cui Feng did not deceive the Heavenly Lord Qi Zhen. Later, the Lingfei Temple in the old Baishuang Dynasty has now become Lingfei Palace.
However, at that time, Yan Jiaoran, as one of Cui Xuan's absolute confidants, felt that the Taoist Palace that was added was not the lower sect of Shengao Sect. How could Qi Zhen be willing to make wedding clothes for others? Maybe it would cause Shengao Sect to be separated from Baopingzhou to be part of Taoist fortune, and he might not be nodding. Why not change the statement by the national teacher?
Cui Xian didn't explain anything, but just asked Yan Jiaoran to talk about it first.
The result was... it went extremely smoothly. Qi Zhen agreed without hesitation. He seemed to be completely unwilling to pay attention to the fact that Shengao Sect gave him a man of excellent qualifications and fortunes. It was not important to think whether the Taoist primordials of the sect were the incense of Shengao Sect. Yan Jiaoran realized something afterwards that the real achievements cannot be seen in the surface gains and losses, but in fact, they all work hard on people's hearts.
Previously, Chen Ping'an mentioned Han Zhoujin that the site of the Immortal Palace is of great origin, so you can ask Aunt Feng for advice.
Even Mr. Chen, who is knowledgeable, said that it would be a "great fortune". Although there is a prefix of "for her", the degree of rarity can be imagined.
Aunt Feng saw the little girl visiting the Fire God Temple and helped her to tell the secret of the world. Han Zhoujin finally found the real formation center and became the owner of this Dao Mountain.
It was like an inn, but it became a real temple in a blink of an eye. Before that, Han Zhoujin was like a treasure mountain. He saw the temple, but he never burned incense to worship the gods.
Not long after, the young leader of Taihui Sword Sect, Liu Jinglong, was entrusted by his friend to travel south to find Han Zhoujin and guide her in the formation.
The reward was that Mr. Chen had been secretly instructed by Han Zhoujin, and she was indeed grateful to Liu Jinglong for his full teachings as a preacher, so she asked Liu Jinglong, who "had a friend who can't drink without drinking, and who has no alcohol to drink with strangers", to drink a solid meal of familiar wine.
Ge Ling noticed Han Zhoujin's state of mind and reminded him in his heart: "Immediately stop your mind and don't get lost."
Han Zhoujin smiled angrily and said, "Speak lightly!"
The young Taoist priest comforted him: "Since Mr. Chen is in charge of the battle, he will never be in vain."
Han Zhoujin nodded and finally felt relieved.
Since we met Mr. Chen, their path to practicing Taoism has each ushered in earth-shaking changes.
Geling, not.
He is a member of Jurong in the southeastern border of Baopingzhou.
Compared with the members of the Earthly Branch who are generally free and easy as the Noble Scholar of Shanzawa, the young Taoist priest was a public official status, serving as the Taoist Record of the Capital, and Ge Ling was in charge of the Genealogy Department, one of the six departments of the Taoist Academy of the Capital.
If you want to say who is most likely to be the first to enter the fifth realm, of course it is the Yuan Hua realm. However, the future of Han Zhoujin and Ge Ling is the most favored by Chen Ping'an.
I am optimistic about Han Zhoujin because her private Taoist temple is too precious. In addition to her firm Taoist heart, Taoist Ge Ling also has an additional opportunity. As long as they have military achievements, it seems that the Yuanhua realm will make the most profits. In fact, the truth is that Ge Ling's great road benefits the most. It is just because their realm is still low and there are not many opportunities to fight with the monks on the mountain. This matter is not significant. I believe that when they enter the upper fifth realm one after another, they will gradually realize the great potential and dividends of Taoist Ge Ling.
Since it is the earthly branch, then it is matched with the five elements and Wei is Yin earth. If the human body is matched, Hai is the head and Wei is the spine. If the earth controls the internal organs, Chou is the spleen.
Therefore, the existence of Geling is extremely critical.
Lu Hui asked tentatively with his heart: "Which 'he' is it?"
The young man Gou Cun shook his head, "I can't see it."
Yuan Huajing had already put away the "Fire Waterfall" of his natal flying sword that had returned without success. He felt a little moved. He also had a sword beheaded, but the effect was so different.
The little novice monk hurriedly lowered his head and closed his head and recited Amitabha Buddha silently.
On the arch bridge, Clam stared at the swordsman with two swords hanging on his waist.
The man smiled and said, "Can the ghosts in the 14th realm kill people with their eyes?"
The clams seem to lose patience.
The Taoist heart of the fourteenth level monks moved, and the world became darker and darker, as if the entire river of time had been dyed into a thick ink color with a strong dead aura.
Chen Ping'an glanced at her sleeve, "I really hit it by the crow Song Jixin. Yin Ji, you are indeed secretly connecting with Bai Yujing."
It seems that during the breaking and falling to the ground in the Lizhu Cave Heaven, taking advantage of the chaos of the heavens, a master from Bai Yujing secretly sneaked into Baopingzhou.
Pang Ding of Lingbao City? Or is the nameless Taoist official who blocked Xie Gou's sword light? Or are they all?
The Qingshan Sword Fairy gently pressed against the hilts of the two swords with her hands, "This road is not open, so I will retreat."
The clam no longer had the leisurely manner of cleaning up the ants before. In an instant, a snow-white face was pieced together like countless eyes, crowded and flipped, which was disgusting.
Since you want to block the road with a sword, you will fight to the battle against the great Dao head-on. Is it true that the power of the New Fourteenth Tao can withstand the hard work, or is the foundation of the new ascension thicker?
The clams are like scattered Taoism, and the fourteen realms of Taoism flows towards the bridgehead like a tide.
Hiddenly, the mountain stands, and the martial artist is like a god. He does not use sword skills to greet the enemy, but he walks down the mountain like martial arts.
He stomped down with just one foot and shattered the bridge surface. The martial artist used his fist to split the dark night sky with his tide, hitting the ghost's abdomen on the abdomen, shaking the sky and the earth. The long bridge broke, and then grabbed the ghost's neck with one hand and grabbed the wrist with the other, and tore it off.
The fourteen-level ghosts who temporarily rebelled against the detachment of the Tao still could not overcome that step of the natural barrier, but instead retreated again and again on the invisible road.
A shock that implicates the heart of Taoism appeared in Xi's eyes. You really usurped the throne?! You ordinary people actually really take charge of the martial arts of the world?!
With a bang, the ghost's body shattered and burst out around. The melodious sound of the world sounded melodiously, and it lasted for a long time.
Chen Ping'an threw the broken limbs that were gradually turned into ashes to the side, but he wiped the sleeves and rolled out of the Dao Mountain, then slapped his palm back to Han Zhoujin.
He would not chase and kill the ghost who had recovered his original appearance in a corner of the Tianzu in the Taoist temple.
The clams were standing tall, their sleeves floating between the sky and the earth, and their eyes looked at the blue shirt with pity, and said sneeringly: "That beautiful ghost wants to eat me, who wants to eat you?"
He just said calmly with the Earthly Branches: "Continue."