Nothing is to blame

Chapter 137

A gray special-shaped magic weapon rushed to the stars, dozens of feet above the sea, and flew past.

The structure of this instrument is a bit peculiar.The top and bottom are pointed, and the middle is round, just like two spinning tops sticking together, barely a rhombus.In the middle of the upper part, there seems to be a few words engraved on the gray armor: No. [-] Ding.

However, there are portholes with hollowed-out chambers in the belly, so it can be judged that this is a flying palace dharma boat.

The four people in the boat sat around a brocade mat.Only the northern leader is sitting upright with his clothes neatly dressed.This man was middle-aged, with sunken eye sockets, long eyebrows over his cheeks, wearing a white patchwork Taoist robe, and seemed to be silently doing meritorious deeds.

The other three people were staggering, and the cups and plates were messed up during the banquet, and the wine stains mixed with the broken white porcelain wine cup soaked the beautiful blanket under the seat.

But this wine stain is nothing, because not far from the four of them, seven or eight heads rolled to the ground.The blood spilling from the broken neck had already stained the edges of the pale white blanket scarlet.

Lying on the ground, the sallow-faced cultivator on the left shouted: "It's boring, it's boring. Why does Master Yun promise to take an oath to pay gold to survive? Wouldn't it be beautiful to kill them all? Beautiful?" His eyes were confused , his chest was drenched, and he was in a drunken state of feigning madness after drinking.

The person on the right has a stern face. This person is still young, but his hair is premature.He only heard him whisper: "Don't worry. It's Lin's turn to play next. Brother Sang, if you volunteer to contribute, I will give you the chance to finish."

The sallow-faced "Junior Brother Sang" sat up abruptly, and said with great joy, "Really?"

Huafa youth nodded and said: "Of course it is serious."

The one between the two was a bald Taoist with bare breasts, and said after hearing the words: "Actually, it's a secret in the sect that Xingsan Dafa's flying palace is not five hundred, but one thousand five. The real people are too cautious , Why do we need to act in groups of four. Although we have broken the way, we are still able to deal with these shabby loose cultivators. If we sprinkle [-] flying palaces down in one breath, the number of damage will be tripled."

The middle-aged man on the main seat said: "It's not a real person who is cautious. The Xingsan Dafa relies on the space power of the remains of Yuan Zhe, which can reach a speed close to that of a teleportation circle in a short period of time. This technique is extremely costly. Five hundred Xingsan , Grabbing one hundred thousand islands is already enough to shake the foundation of Yu Xuanzong."

The three of them were silent at the bottom.The middle-aged man glanced at the sea map on the wall, and said slowly: "However, in the past two days, I have waited until now, and the task has been completed [-]%. The Zhucong Island just now is about the [-]rd island of this trip." ? Except for a few caves that are empty, the two hundred Jindan monks only killed eight people. It is indeed too little."

His voice gradually deepened, and a murderous look overflowed: "Under the premise of not violating the rules, a few more heads need to be beheaded tomorrow."

The bald Taoist said: "Senior Brother Li, Junior Brother Sang, Junior Brother Lin. Minghuan Island is here."

Lin Daoren said: "If I remember correctly, Minghuan Island is the second-to-last island on the southwest road of Longwenshao Island. After solving Minghuan Island and the next Zhenru Island, there are only fifty or so islands left for this errand. "

Fei Gong circled in the air and stopped steadily.The four of them drove Dan Sha to jump out one by one.What the four of them looked at was a deserted island with a radius of more than ten li, surrounded by mountains and rocks.

Li Daoren looked at it carefully and pointed out.He said: "The location of the cave should be the barren mountain at the border. The large precipitous cliffs in the middle and the bluffing situation surrounded by mountains and mountains are just bait, and there must be traps in it. From the layout of the cave, the previous There are more than two hundred casual cultivators, none of them can compare to this person. Brother Sang, are you really going to take this hard job?"

"Junior Brother Sang" laughed wildly: "What's the point of casual cultivating in the mountains and fields in Rongzhou! Brother Li, don't need to say too much."

Li Daoren nodded, and said decisively: "Break the formation." He took out a wrinkled yellow leather gourd with his backhand.The evil spirit leaked out between the fingers and poured into the gourd continuously.The other three also mobilized Danli at the same time to inject evil spirits.After a while, the gourd seemed to be ripe, showing a red color all over.

Li Daoren pinched the formula, and a large amount of pure spiritual energy, as white as milk, sprayed out from the mouth of the gourd, and poured it on the island where the suspected cave was located.This aura seemed to be extremely sensitive to Ji, like a jackal chasing blood, instantly enveloping and melting sixteen hidden directions, even the seemingly hard bluestone was melted in sevens and eighties.

After six or seven breaths, all the hidden guarding techniques were broken, and the main entrance of the Dongfu, which was about ten feet high, appeared with dignity.

At this time, the gate of the cave suddenly opened wide, and a cyan figure flew straight up to Qingyun, standing in front of the four of them.

This man has a hulking back and a waist, almost two feet tall.He is clearly only at the first stage of the Jindan realm.But looking around at the four of them, they didn't seem to be afraid.Loudly said: "What's the reason for breaking Yingsong's cave mansion?"

Taoist Sang's eyes flashed fiercely, and he didn't want to say anything, so he stepped forward to make a move.

The middle-aged man surnamed Li waved his hand to stop: "Don't break the rules. Announce the edict first."

Taoist Sang's face changed, and he finally opened his mouth and said: "Xingyuemen decree. Rongzhou loose cultivators are not allowed to go to the barren sea to refine the five elements of miscellaneous jade from now on. I, Xingyuemen, are kind and do not want to hurt people's lives. Make a ray of soul imprint, confiscate the fine jade obtained for a hundred years, and then make an oath to never walk in the wild sea, so you will spare your life."

"I'll give you ten breaths of time to think about it."

Sanxiu Yingsong was silent for a moment, and then spit out four words: "Too much deceit."

Daoren Sang laughed wildly: "I finally saw someone who dared to do it again. I'm so happy, I'm so happy. To respect your courage, Sang must make your head into a wine vessel, your flesh and blood to feed insects, and your leg bones to be refined into drumsticks. Put your mind and soul into the precious horse under your crotch. I will never teach you a useful body, and the bright pearl is dark."

Ying Song's face was dull, and he was not angry when faced with these words.A stream of blue smoke rose from above the Lumen, and instantly condensed into three magic swords.

How much a cultivator cherishes his life.Faced with the harsh conditions of confiscating a century-old fine jade and handing over the imprint of the soul, more than [-] of the nearly [-] people they met before chose to be caught without a fight.

It is also a Jindan first-level monk who has lost his path, and there is still a huge gap between Xingyuemen and casual cultivators, let alone one against four.Resisting rashly is just killing your life in vain.

Ying Song dared to fight against the enemy, so naturally he was not acting out of emotion.

Ying Song was born in a Taoist family.Back then he had a younger brother named Ying Yue, both of them had outstanding aptitudes.Ying Song is better than his younger brother in terms of merit and supernatural powers.Then, for a chance to enter the Qingche door of the second-class sect, Ying Yue secretly murdered Ying Song, cutting off Ying Song's path to advancement.

But now his younger brother Ying Yue has reached the third level of Jindan.Ying Song was also forced to live outside and became a loose cultivator.

Although Ying Song couldn't advance to the second level of Jindan, he thought to himself that in the first level of Jindan, he should have few opponents.

Taoist Sang was even more furious when he saw that this shabby casual cultivator dared to attack first.The palm was raised high, and the green smoke billowed in the palm, as if turning into a chimney.The green smoke first condensed into a ball about a foot in size, and then sprouted like a seed, and the vines grew, and endless green vines grew out of it.The vines were full of green light, wrapped in business that was about to break out, and rolled towards Ying Song.

Ying Song flicked his long sleeves, and the three long swords of Lumen made a clear sound. The light of the sword rose and fell, and he chopped the vine into several pieces, which fell into the water in a crooked manner.

Taoist Sang was taken aback.Li Daoren and the other three behind him were also quite surprised.Sang Taoist's supernatural powers of vines belonged to Yimu at a glance, and contained infinite vitality; while the supernatural powers of swordsmanship of this casual cultivator obviously belonged to Gengjin, which was unparalleled in sharpness.

Usually, Sang Taoist's supernatural powers use softness to overcome rigidity, and are best at subduing swordsmanship.Sword Dao supernatural powers often only leave two or three points of scars, and they recover in a blink of an eye.But the vines will grow more and more vigorously, without end, and eventually completely trap the opponent.

In addition to Ying Song's previous self-confidence, he was also a little apprehensive.Seeing Xingyuemen cultivators at this time was nothing more than that, and my spirits were greatly lifted.

The three sword lights are divided into three parts, six parts, and six parts, twelve parts, like the silver light of waterfalls and snow, rushing towards Taoist Sang.

The bald Taoist stepped forward and wanted to help.Li Daoren waved his hand to stop.

　4500 word transitional chapter.Divide it into two chapters and mix it up for a day.Take some time to come up with plots where fights are blameless.

　　
　
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