Longevity: Beginning from the Great Zhou Dynasty

Chapter 51
After counting interest.

Wu Yunlong frowned and found that the surrounding environment was colder and seemed to be a little more dark. A slender figure hovered in the mist, wandering away from time to time, giving him a great sense of oppression.

Just now.

A golden light came through the sky, pointing directly at the layers of insect clouds flying outside Wu Yunlong's body.

Under the most upright and pure golden light of Xuanmen, the Gu worms quickly melted away as if being ignited.

Although the Ghost Bride was one level weaker than Wu Yunlong, the interference of the Eightfold Heavenly Artifact, the Pure Yang Bagua Mirror, could also distract the other party.

What's more, with the upper body of the fierce ghost, rushing to the soul, if you don't get the golden core, you will be dazed.

"Any help?"

Wu Yunlong's heart sank slightly. He had long discovered that the attacker was very strong, far from being able to resist him.

If it wasn't for the Ten Thousand Poison Sky Spider Gu bestowed by his master, he would have died just now!

At this time, he couldn't help feeling cold all over his body, his soul trembled as if he was about to leave his body, and the spells and Gu worms he cast couldn't help but appear momentary omissions.

Although he was quickly suppressed by him relying on his cultivation, he was also shocked: "The one attacking with a spiritual weapon is actually a fierce ghost at the level of Gangsha?!"

He doesn't even know why he was attacked until now!
Mo Ming has the blood of the Arctic true dragon and the mirage dragon. Although it was a few generations ago, the mist can also interfere with perception and confuse the soul.

The moment he was restrained by the ghost bride, Mo Ming jumped out of the mist and manifested the real body of a dragon that was tens of feet long. The divine light of Xuanming swallowed in the dragon's claws, and immediately pressed down the ten thousand poisonous sky spider Gu.

The five-cloud peach blossom miasma, the heavenly fragrance umbrella, and the hundred-flower protective flag were broken one after another.

What's more, the poisonous mist that has been tempered and tempered was frozen, even if some of Dao Moming's body was contaminated, it seemed insignificant to Jiaolong's strong body.

When Wu Yunlong came back to his senses and saw this, he felt cold all over his body.

Flood dragons at the golden core level...

Finished!

No matter how strong the Ten Thousand Poison Sky Spider Gu is, it is still not as good as the real golden core, and the opponent is still the genus of the sneak attacking flood dragon. Judging by the physical signs, I am afraid that the pure blood is close to the real dragon.

As for Wu Changbao.

When he found himself back in the woods, he was overjoyed for no reason, but he knew that the matter was endless after seeing his eldest brother.

When he was on alert, he felt a sudden violent impact on the back of his head, and immediately rolled his eyes and fell unconscious.

Beside an old tree, Lin Xuanzhi's figure emerged, and he raised his hand to let the shining silver diamond be placed on his hand.

Afterwards, many Yuan Jun laws were repeatedly hit, and Wu Changbao was sealed to death.

Pointing his finger between his eyebrows, the dream-like technique was immediately cast.

Back then when Shen Xinghe asked Lin Xuanzhi about his marriage dream, the traces left behind were collected by the moon and helped him master such a technique.

As long as you construct the impression of some things in your heart, the corresponding one will appear in your dream.

Although it is not as mysterious and unpredictable as marriage dream, it is also very practical.

Apart from the accumulation of mana, there was no qualitative change in gas extraction and orifice entry, so Lin Xuanzhi's spellcasting process went very smoothly.

After half an hour.

He retracted his fingers and finally figured out what he wanted to know.

In the dense forest behind him, the fog billowed and shrank, and Mo Ming hadn't dealt with Wu Yunlong yet.

At this time, Lin Xuanzhi frowned and looked up, and a black light in the distance quickly approached.

That light appeared not far away, looking at Wu Changbao lying on the ground and Lin Xuanzhi who was half squatting, he couldn't help being slightly stunned, and then his face turned cold, he drove a pair of dark red scimitars and ran towards Lin Xuanzhi decisively attack.

Come and never give up for grandchildren.

Before, Lin Xuanzhi was surprised that this person was not with Wu Changbao, but he didn't want to come now!

But he wasn't flustered either, this person was just like Wu Changbao, at the same level of enlightenment, with deeper magic power and improved innate supernatural powers.

Facing the scimitar, which seemed to be a magic weapon of natal life, Lin Xuanzhi fanned the cattail leaf fan, and waves of fire swept across.

Under the urging of mana, the wind and fire cattail fan was fully fired, and the scorching breath directly forced Sun Buqi back.

Seeing this situation, Sun Buqi's expression darkened, and a string of jet-black rosary beads emerged from his body, casting layers of black light emitting an evil aura to guard against the fire waves.

At the same time, it urged the innate spells to rot and damage the spirit, turning into a blood-red air wave and rushing towards Lin Xuanzhi.

Lin Xuanzhi took the initiative to step forward, flapping the cattail fan in his hand again and again, facing Sun Buqi's vicious spell, a crimson fire qi lit up outside his body, instantly turning into a scorching and powerful breath, burning the rotting blood and spirit.

Flame light from the ground, enough to have middle-level innate spells!
At the same time, with the blessing of the flames from the ground, the fire waves of the wind and fire cattail fan became more violent, and Sun Buqi's natal magic weapon was immediately damaged.

"Intermediate talent spell!"

Sun Buqi's face changed, and he wanted to retreat now!

You must know that most people's innate spells are only elementary after the birth of the Qi gathering level.

Ordinarily, one or two doors may be promoted to the middle level after the gas collection is complete.

After all, innate spells and natal magic tools need time to improve and sacrifice, which is usually recorded in years.

Now that he has broken through to the Acupoints for more than five years, he has only practiced two middle-level spells, and he has more energy to refine his natal magic weapon to the fourth heaven.

"This kid has middle-level spells as soon as he breaks through. He is very talented. I have to inform Senior Golden Centipede!"

Just when he was about to forcibly recall the talisman, he suddenly felt the golden light flashing in front of his eyes, and the golden energy was revealed, and he couldn't help the stabbing pain in his eyes.

In an instant, he had decided to give up his natal magic weapon and run away directly. The black wind was surging around him, and he almost wanted to leave the ground.

Seeing this, Lin Xuanzhi raised his hand and threw the Vajra cut directly at his forehead.

In an instant, there was a piece of red and white, and all techniques and instruments came to an abrupt stop.

With a picture scroll in his hand, Chen Dake flew out with a few people and returned inside with Sun Buqi's soul wrapped around it.

With the two brothers Wu Changbao, Sun Buqi's life and death are irrelevant.

However, Lin Xuanzhi still suppressed the opponent's soul first.

Putting away the opponent's storage bag and the pair of scimitars, a little red fire qi fell, and immediately cleaned up the traces.

After a while.

The fog dissipated in the distance, and Mo Ming turned into a black donkey and came to Lin Xuanzhi and spit out ice, in which Wu Yunlong was frozen.

"The little one is lucky enough to live up to his fate."

"This guy is so ruthless that he finally made the spider Gu explode. Fortunately, he sent you out, little master."

"Otherwise the poisonous miasma will rage, and the little one will suffer if he can't hold it."

Looking at Wu Yunlong in the big ice cube, Lin Xuanzhi smiled with satisfaction, and then asked curiously, "How big or small?"

"It's just a little talent and supernatural powers, the young master laughed." Mo Ming pawed his hoof.

Lin Xuanzhi stepped on the back of the donkey again, Mo Ming opened his mouth when he saw this, and instantly swallowed the Wu brothers and stored them in his stomach.

Looking in the direction of Yuping Mountain, four rays of light could be vaguely seen falling, and it was expected to be the four of Xu Amber.

However, Lin Xuanzhi no longer had any mental understanding at this time, and he rode Mo Ming and walked towards the outside of Hongye Mountain contentedly.

It's just that things don't always go as planned.

Suddenly, two figures descended in front of him, blocking the way.

Lin Xuanzhi raised his eyes and saw two well-dressed and burly monks.

Looking at the logos on their cuffs, Lin Xuanzhi realized that they were from Tianlong Temple.

"Why did the two masters block the way down?"

Looking at the two monks, Lin Xuanzhi stroked Mo Ming's head and asked casually.

One of the monks, whose face was like a full moon, stepped forward and saluted with palms together: "The poor monk Tianlong Temple Yinquan, because it was stolen from the temple, please cooperate with the investigation."

Another lean monk fixed his eyes on Lin Xuanzhi, for fear that he would run away.

Lin Xuanzhi frowned: "Cooperate with the investigation? How?"

"Although I'm rude, please open the storage bag." Monk Yinquan bowed his head and apologized.

His companion was already about to step forward.

"Family ancestor Zhongyong Bolin Tianhu, you can search now, I will not resist."

The identity of Xuandu Guan's disciples is really afraid that these two monks will not know.

Lin Xuanzhi casually threw a token to the other party, and just looked at the two of them.

The name of grandfather is still very useful in Dazhou!

The lean monk stepped back quietly, and stood together with Monk Yinquan again.

After checking the token, Monk Yinquan handed it back with both hands: "What an offence, the two poor monks also obeyed orders, don't blame Mr. Lin."

Lin Xuanzhi was in the right mood, and he didn't bother with them, he waved his hand and left Hongye Mountain.

Just looking at the few Buddha lights flashing across the sky from time to time, I also wondered what happened to Tianlong Temple.

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