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Chapter 74 The Magical Magic
Hearing that poem, Pomegranate's heart became cold.

Because the poem "Golden Armor and Iron Horse Stepping on the Divine Continent" is a poem shared by all bald-haired monks of the royal family.

The totem of their tribe is 'Double White Swallow'.

Real Shiliu's eyes were full of anger, his fingers moved slightly, and he changed slightly, his disfigured face returned to handsome in an instant.

He sneered and said: "A group of mountain warriors, who have no writing, no rites and music, used to drink blood like hair, harass the northern land, lead beasts to eat people, and were defeated by the Central Plains."

"You all admire the civilization of the Central Plains and submit to the emperor. They pay tribute every year. The emperor is not rude, allows the market to trade, imparts writing, bestows seals, and bestows kingship."

"However, you barbarians have been appointed officials and titles and enjoyed the rewards for generations, but they have evil intentions and don't know how to repay the favor. How barbaric, dare to call me a barbarian?"

The giant face of the dark cloud disappeared, and a man in a gray robe stepped out instead. He had a rough face and short hair loosely.

Hearing the scolding, he smiled arrogantly: "My ancestors surrendered to the emperor of the Han family, what do you have to do with cowardly Jin people like you?"

Pomegranate real person said angrily: "Emperor Wu of the Great Jin Dynasty also granted the bald family title, allowing you and others to move to the two prefectures of Youji and Hebei, live together and educate, avoid grass and ignorance and become civilized."

"Now the bald clan has rebelled and slaughtered the prefectures and counties. It is shameless and cruel!"

"Hahaha!" The gray-robed man laughed disdainfully.

Then he said with contempt on his face: "Today's Central Plains is filled with the music of singing and dancing, depraved, greedy, upright sons don't hear the drums, and men fight to be wives."

"Such a country of warblers, sparrows, dogs and sheep is also worthy of being called civilization?"

"The bald clan raised troops to fight against the Jin Dynasty and the Han Dynasty! Respect the heavens and attack the southern barbarians!"

Daoist Pomegranate was almost dizzy from anger, the evil cultivator in front of him was using the Central Plains culture as an excuse, using strong words to reason.

He speaks standard Yanzhao dialect, but he has read a lot of books.

After all, I have never read a book, and I can't cultivate immortality.

Since the early Han Dynasty, most of the Human chiefs have been granted official titles and surrendered to the emperor, which made them appear immortal bones after a few generations.

That's why Human has monks, and many of them are amazingly talented.

These people combined with some heretic scum and monsters in the Central Plains to form the so-called "Human monster" group.

The bald people are not bad, they have only risen in the past few decades, and they don't read many books.

Among the five great barbarians, the most powerful is the Yiyun family, who has a great power in the Dao realm, named Emperor Liu Wen.

When I first heard the name, I thought it was from the Central Plains.

After all, Shan Yu of the Xun family changed his surname to Liu directly, claiming to be a descendant of the Han Dynasty...

Because the ancestors married the princesses of the Han Dynasty, they claim to have the right to inherit the Han Dynasty... Now these gangsters are raging Heluo, besieging the capital of the Jin Dynasty, and threatening to rebuild the Han Dynasty.

Unexpectedly, the bald-haired family also learned this trick, and even said that they want to "recover Han", but they are not shameless enough to change their surnames, after all, their ancestors have never been married.

Master Shiliu practiced a mind-clearing technique, gradually calmed down his anger, and said with a sneer, "Hehehe...you barbarian, you have learned a bit of human eloquence, I don't bother arguing with you."

"Since you have stepped into the immortal way, you will be an outsider from this world. The separation and reunion of the world has nothing to do with us."

"It's still too late for you to go back now, the future is promising, and I can go back to the mountain to practice, regardless of world affairs."

The bald-haired evil cultivator pulled out a big knife from the cloud, and it shone coldly.

He said coldly: "Stop talking nonsense, since you're here, don't leave, I've cut down a Central Plains cultivator like you."

Master Shiliu's heart sank, and he said with a smile: "Arrogant, dare to shout loudly even in a clever period, is there really no one in the Central Plains?"

"Since ancient times in China, immortals have never known how common they are! With your superficial skills, you can be wiped out in the hands of a real expert!"

The bald-haired cultivator said arrogantly: "Come on! Let them come, why don't you say that the masters come?"

Master Pomegranate's face was gloomy: "You don't need an expert to take action at your level..."

"Hahaha! There's nothing for a high realm, they're all a bunch of softies!" The bald-haired evil cultivator's attitude was extremely arrogant.

He is only in the spiritual stage, but his mana is surprisingly high, about [-] stages.

With a sudden swiping of the saber, the sky was filled with swords and soldiers, all of which were weapons transformed by spells and possessed a terrifying aura.

Countless knives, guns, swords and halberds are full of energy, forming a torrent of weapons, covering the sky and covering the earth.

Daoist Pomegranate was not afraid at all, he drew out both swords, and the sword gang was woven into a net to block the torrent, and even wanted to rely on his quality to stab the enemy back.

For a moment, there were swords and swords in the sky.

And Shen Leling and Feng Junyou below couldn't help being stunned, and didn't know who to hit for a while.

Immortal Pomegranate carries Yan Nu's soul, so he must fight, otherwise how can he save Yan Nu.

As for the bald hair cultivator, he painted the ground as a prison and threatened not to leave. If the water girl and old ghost wanted to leave here, they had to deal with him.

From this point of view, the three parties in the field are fighting independently.

Now that those two were fighting, Shen Leling thought that it was just a matter of sitting on the mountain and watching the tigers fight.

"Taking advantage of this opportunity, let's absorb more sources!"

Feng Junyou was a little strange: "Don't he know the situation of Yan Nu's body?"

Shen Leling said in a low voice: "This evil cultivator is only in the spiritual stage, without spiritual consciousness, and I'm afraid it didn't come too early, it probably just arrived."

"But if we absorb the source, he will naturally be able to see the strangeness of Yan Nu's corpse." Feng Junyou said.

But Shen Leling didn't care and said: "So what, they will fight anyway, this evil cultivator is just a spiritual stage."

"Even if he can win against pomegranate, it won't be solved in a short time. How dare he fight against three?"

After all, she directly fed grass to the corpse, and the two of them took this opportunity to absorb another wave of origin.

Unexpectedly, the bald-haired evil cultivator in the sky looked over directly.

Even if he didn't have divine consciousness, he could still channel spiritual energy during the Lingmiao period. Now that the distance is so close, how can he discover the beauty of Yannu's corpse.

"Huh? Corpse-shaped innate treasure? This is the first time I've seen it."

The bald-haired cultivator looked surprised, and then became excited: "I said, what are you fighting for? It turns out that you are fighting for this corpse."

Immediately with a wave of his hand, a sky full of swords and soldiers descended from the sky, and directly took the old ghost of the water girl.

"Hmph! I wanted you to live a little longer, but you still dare to act recklessly? You really don't know what to do!"

Both Shen Leling and Feng Junyou were stunned, is this evil cultivator crazy?Dare to fight against three with one?

Who doesn't know how to live or die?In a wonderful period, he unexpectedly became enemies with a human, a demon, and a ghost at the same time, and he simply didn't pay attention to them at all.

"Okay, okay, then I'll kill you first!" Shen Leling continued to burn the source, and hung the old ghost with running water from the source.

The old ghost soared three feet into the air, and the spirit of the ghost fire and sword was like a mighty storm, venting magnificently.

How terrifying is the [-] pieces of sword energy, the bald hair cultivators don't have so many in total, and the swords are all over the sky, and they were directly destroyed by horizontal pushes.

"Can you keep creating the original corpse? It's really a good thing."

"It allows people to continuously replenish the source and launch suicide spells. Ordinary monks dare not fight against it at all."

The bald-haired evil cultivator was not afraid of the destructive sword energy, but was thinking about the strangeness of this corpse.

At the same time, the body retreated into the dark clouds, which were smashed and scattered by the sword energy in an instant, turning into pieces of broken clouds.

Immediately afterwards, the bald-haired Xiexiu got out of a certain piece of broken cloud, as if avoiding harm by doing so.

Then he blew out a breath full of mana, and created a huge dark cloud in the sky.

"What a brilliant technique of transforming clouds." Feng Junyou frowned.

This is similar to Shen Leling's spell of blending into the water, which can move and dodge in the clouds extremely quickly.

Unless the range of his sword energy is wider and smashes all the dark clouds that are hundreds of feet wide, it will be difficult to hit him.

Every time the old ghost sends out his sword energy, he has to replenish his source.This gap is enough for the opponent to turn into a dark cloud again.

Even though it went on like this, they would definitely win, but the opponent's confident appearance made people feel a little bit guilty.

Shen Leling yelled at Master Shiliu: "Hey, make it up! You almost killed him..."

"Uh, you guy, why are you still suppressed?"

Shen Leling originally thought that the opponent was looking for death with one against three.

But suddenly, something was wrong. On the other side of the sky, swords, swords and shadows, in the area of ​​constant fighting, Daoist Pomegranate was retreating steadily!

His sword gang is obviously stronger than the other party's spells, so why can't Daoist Pomegranate resist it?
"In his spiritual consciousness stage, he was suppressed by a magic stage in his spiritual stage?"

"Hey! Can you do it! Why is your swordsmanship so weak? You did it on purpose!"

Shen Leling and Feng Junyou are relying on their magnificent eruptions to frequently shatter dark clouds and suppress evil cultivators.

As a result, the evil cultivator was distracted from dealing with them, and at the same time suppressed the pomegranate real person?
"No...not...this savage is weird!" Daoist Pomegranate responded with difficulty.

He was also stunned. As the highest level player in the audience, he was the most stretched?

Real Pomegranate has exhausted all his strengths, but his gorgeous sword can't break the opponent's ordinary magic weapons, and the opponent can even use more mana to destroy his sword.

This is too outrageous, I didn't feel this way when I was fighting Yan Nu.

The quality of the mana can be seen. The Mana Sword is obviously an ordinary magic spell. It is nothing more than using more mana and a larger array.

Whoever it is, will think that his sword can destroy the dead.Because it was so obvious, it was as obvious as a wooden sword colliding with a steel sword.

As a result, the two collided and hurt each other, and the opponent insisted on using more magic power to press down on him.

This feeling, as if...he is also in the spiritual period.

But he wasn't... He didn't feel that he was getting weaker, neither the quality nor the power of Jian Gang had diminished, and even because of his extraordinary performance, the power of his sword skills was even greater than before.

That's exactly the case, Shen Leling seriously suspects that he is fake fighting... It is so powerful, good guy, he can faintly feel the threat of the sky-filled sword net from hundreds of feet away, but the result is that he is defeated layer by layer. This is not intentional. can be anything.

"You hit us with a heavy punch, and when you hit him, you just let the water go like this? You're holding back, aren't you?"

Shen Leling was merciless, after all, everyone was an enemy, but the evil cultivator was too arrogant and took the initiative to hit three.

"I...I didn't!" The real Shiliu's face was serious, he suddenly thought of something, and roared: "Ah! I see, so this is your Bald Fa clan's strange power magic!"

"It's no wonder that so many monks died at your hands. They dare not come after the catastrophe period. They all say that you have strange powers and sorcerers..."

"Is this it? Are you not afraid of realm suppression?"

Before he went down the mountain, he had heard that Hu Man possessed strange powers and sorcerer's arts, and he also possessed a heaven-defying posture.

He understands the posture of defying the sky, but he has never understood what strange power and magic are.

He didn't experience this kind of aggrieved until now when he handed it over.

"What?" Shen Leling and the old ghost were astonished, strange magic?Not afraid of realm suppression?
It sounds like supernatural powers, but the bald hair cultivator doesn't use supernatural powers at all. Supernatural powers have obvious characteristics.

"What sorcery? The ability to defy the sky?" Shen Leling asked.

Master Shiliu said in a daze, "It's not a heaven-defying posture, because it is said that everyone in the bald-haired family has..."

"Everyone has it? That is indeed magic." Shen Leling pondered.

Seeing that both of them don't know what strange power and magic are, the old ghost doesn't even know. After all, 50 years ago, the bald clan was just an ordinary one among the barbarians.

The bald-haired cultivator raised his head and laughed loudly after listening to their wild guesses: "Hahaha! It's so pitiful..."

"Your group of top aristocratic families have long given up on the north. We promised to rule the river with them, and they will go away obediently..."

"Leave you a group of poor people who don't even know the innate treasure!"

"Hmph..." Daoist Pomegranate snorted coldly, but did not refute, because he knew about the 'Drawing the River', which was an agreement in the practice circle after the battle of Yanshan.

However, Shen Leling asked: "What do you want to rule by drawing the river?"

Real Pomegranate hesitated to speak, and then gave a brief explanation.

It turns out that Human and demons joined together and ravaged the Northland. Some monks have long since descended the mountain to subdue the demons, and many of them are first-rate monks.

The most famous one is the Battle of Yanshan, Hu Man and the family dispatched as many as a thousand monks.

Among them, there are only more than 100 Humans, and the remaining more than 800 monks are all from the Central Plains, and their realm generally crushes each other.

But the result was that the monks in the Central Plains were defeated and suffered heavy losses, and the first-class elites collectively moved south...

Leaving their middle and lower-level families behind, they took over the north.

Originally, many ancient masters didn't care about their affairs, completely abandoned the secular world, lived far away in the mountains and seas, and had no interest in conquering demons and demons.

Since the Battle of Yanshan, fewer monks are willing to leave the mountain...

The first-class family members simply agreed that they would not send out their own monks, and Hu Man's party also agreed not to cross the south of the Yangtze River.

So much so that to fight against barbarian monsters now, even the period of catastrophe does not come, only second- and third-rate families, and occasionally come back a few monks like him in the stage of spiritual consciousness.

"In 50 years... has the world become like this?" Old Ghost Feng felt unbelievable after hearing this.

There are a lot of talented monks in the Central Plains, and there are tens of thousands of practitioners.

And Old Ghost Guang knows the names of more than 70 Dao Realm powers... He has heard of more than a dozen of them in the Immortal Realm!
Even if the immortal can't come out, he still can't figure out how he lost to Yaoman.

Even if you lose once, it doesn't mean you don't want to stop fighting, right?Would you rather let your family move to the south?Are you too lazy to send someone stronger?
"Why? You guys of the righteous way, if you want to kill me, you'll have to send out the catastrophe period. If you're cooperating, you'll be picky, right? Where are the immortals hiding?" Shen Leling sneered.

"You monster, you know nothing!" Master Shiliu said in a cold voice, "It's just the general trend... the Northland should be doomed like this, and I just went down the mountain to do my best..."

"Hmph, let's wait for the number of days to change, see if the mighty guys can take care of them!"

Shen Leling gave a blank look, she didn't understand the number of days and the general trend.

It sounded like he was making an excuse for not wanting to deal with worldly matters.

Feng Junyou sounds like this, he is also from a family, so after thinking about it carefully, he understands... Don't look at the top families, the first-class families are ancient and powerful, but the secular world and the world of practice are separated.

Many people have reached a high level, and they no longer have a family in their eyes.What family, but a small thing.

He was only in his infancy at the beginning, so he didn't care about family affairs at all, he was just a wild crane.So much so that the Sima clan wanted to usurp the throne, and his family might be eliminated by excluding dissidents, he didn't even know.

Not to mention the existence of high realms.

The higher the realm, the older it is. People from hundreds of years ago, what about the descendants of hundreds of years later?I don't know how far away the blood relationship is, and I can't even see each other.

There may be a few monks who are unique, but most of the secular families can't be contacted...

Those who can be invited back are all young... the ones who are not more than a hundred years old.

Could it be that the Zhu family is only Daoist Pomegranate, a cultivator at the stage of divine consciousness?That's not the case. You must know that even the declining Zhang family had a period of catastrophe a few years ago, and the Zhu family may have more than one period of catastrophe.

It's just that Pomegranate is... young.He still knows the people in the secular Zhu family...

"Damn it, what exactly is an innate treasure?" Pomegranate Daoist had fought many battles, but his mana was not much.

At this moment, the realm is obviously higher, as if the realm is the same as the opponent, the fight is extremely aggrieved, already scarred, struggling on the verge of death.

"If you don't know, you don't know. Those who know will know. I don't need to explain to you, because I don't know..." The bald-haired evil cultivator laughed.

The other three were speechless, what about guessing riddles?
This is obviously some kind of secret, they don't know, it's normal for them not to tell.

I saw the bald-haired evil cultivator, while resolving the old ghost's offensive, while making frequent killing moves, he wanted to quickly kill the real pomegranate.

And once the old ghost stopped, he immediately let out a knife light, like a long river of knife energy.

The old ghost had no choice but to 'explode' repeatedly on the verge of life and death.

It can be said that this evil cultivator has one enemy against three, and he is not at a disadvantage.

"What kind of magic is this, why didn't I feel it?" Feng Junyou asked strangely.

Master Pomegranate sternly said: "You are all in the spiritual stage, of course there is no realm suppression, you have more mana than him, so naturally you can suppress him!"

He finally understood that the bald-haired cultivator's spells, although crude, had a strange ability to 'pull any spells to the same level'.

No, not pulled... but 'as if'!
Because the power of his spells didn't drop, but after encountering the opponent's spells, he was 'considered' as the same crude and trashy spells...

"What the hell... this barbarian pulled me to the same height as him, and then defeated me with abundant mana..."

"Release my brother! Otherwise, you will die!" Shen Leling shouted.

Real Pomegranate said with difficulty: "How can I use the universe in my belly now!"

After he finished speaking, he was slashed by swordsmen all over the sky, and immediately stopped wasting mana with swordsmanship, his body shook, and he directly activated his supernatural powers and charged forward.

"electrolysis?"

Seeing that he suddenly ignored his spells and came across the sky, the bald-haired cultivator paid a little more attention to his face.

Because at the same time, the old ghost had another magnificent sword energy.

At the same time, he was flanked by two sides, and he was looking for death by using the technique of transforming clouds. If he strangled all the clouds, he could kill him.

A black color flashed across his body immediately, and he dropped a dagger casually.

"Boom!"

The bald-haired cultivator resisted the ghost fire sword energy, and the bombardment with Shiliu Daoist showed only a faint smile, but he was unscathed.

And the dagger that was thrown was turned into dust and disappeared.

"Send the stick!" The water girl and the old ghost said in unison, because this is the supernatural power of the earth evil, and it has a great reputation.

Once the supernatural power is opened, the damage caused by the attack can be sent to other objects to take it instead!

Real Pomegranate showed despair, he turned on the electrolysis, and couldn't use spells, just now he came by inertial bombardment.

As a result, this move was directly resisted by the opponent, and the two of them were close to each other instantly. At this moment, it was too late for him to pull away.

"Pfft!" The bald-haired Xiexiu cut it in half with a single knife: "I heard that you have a belly?"

Real Pomegranate's pupils shrank, he fell in despair, his abdomen was distorted in time and space, and several magic tools and cultivation resources were sprinkled down like a rain of flowers.

This is exactly the universe that has been torn apart, and it explodes instantly!
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　PS: sorry.Today there is only one chapter, which is again a merged chapter.

　　
　
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