Do Not Seek Fairy Fate

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It is late at night.

The long street lights went out and there was no sound.

Inside the house.

Do not ask to sit cross-legged, pinch the Yin Jue, and the surrounding air trembles with each breath.

His figure is not strong, let alone huge.

But sitting cross-legged here is like a lofty mountain, steadily suppressing a world.

Know the sea.

Many scrolls are tumbling.

There are monarchs of Yinshan who have accumulated for many years, and there are also the methods mentioned by the two elders of Yunshan, and moreover, they have gained from the yamen of Lingjun in the past few days.

There are high and low methods, simple and complex.

Although the strongest can only cultivate to perfect Qi refining, you can see a lot of things from it.

The martial arts and spells in this world are very different from the outside world.

It mostly involves the souls of people, and even the three souls and seven souls, which is more in line with the rules of the cave here.

And in the outside world.

Although there are no laws involving souls, they are also extremely rare and difficult to be orthodox.

Only after advanced Daoji, and even after the achievement of golden core, will you come into contact with this kind of method.

after all.

The soul is the foundation of the soul.

To become a real Yuanying person, one must have a firm soul and form a mysterious fetus to achieve success.

For ordinary monks, enlightenment is still early.

"interesting!"

Do not ask to open his eyes, his eyes flickering.

Only the recorded history of this world is nearly ten thousand years old.

In the meantime, martial arts and magic techniques continue to this point, even if they are not as subtle as the outside world, they also have unique features.

Don't talk about other things.

If one day he can achieve Golden Core, these accumulations can be turned into further resources.

Even if limited to the realm of practitioners in this realm, the understanding of the method of the soul is relatively superficial.

But quantitative changes can change qualitatively.

As long as you can start with enough methods and don't ask yourself, you can deduce a better method.

"However, the level of the method that I have started today is too low, and it is far from the best method for this Fang Dongtian."

"Well……"

"coming!"

He raised his head and looked up.

Although there is a roof ridge blocking the line of sight, you can clearly'see' the arrows that are shining with cold light.

The tip of the arrow is in a hexagonal shape, with a blood trough behind it, and the cold light is faint, and there are runes portrayed by Yin and blood on the shaft.

Arrows filled the sky, like torrential rain from the sky, pouring down toward the county government office.

…………

"Master Hong."

Upstairs Wangyue in the south of the city, Zhuang Henyu arched his hand to a man in a python robe and said:

"I have had several conversations with that person in the past few days. In the eyes of my subordinates, this person has a low-mindedness, is not greedy for fame and fortune, and is not a heinous person, but a person who seeks the truth with all his heart."

"The subordinate feels that there is no need to be an enemy. Sitting down and talking may not be able to resolve the grievances of both parties."

"Um..." Lord Hong is a big man, although he is old, but his strength has not diminished back then, he said coldly:

"Master Zhuang."

"Do you know that, based on what you just said, putting it 30 years ago is a capital crime!"

Zhuang Henyu's complexion changed.

"The people of Taiyizong must die!" Lord Hong said with a solemn voice, and murderous intent appeared on his body:

"This is what His Majesty said himself."

"Back then, even your majesty's own siblings were punishable by this. Do you think you are an exception?"

Zhuang Henyu's heart was chilled.

She really didn't expect it to be so serious if she just expressed her opinion.

No wonder...

For so many years, no one dared to mention Taiyizong, and the old people back then avoided it like a tiger.

"Fine!"

Master Hong waved his hand and said:

"Time has changed. Tonight is different from the past. For the sake of your father's generation, I shouldn't have heard what you said just now."

"Thank you, sir." Zhuang Henyu hurriedly bowed, even more secretly relieved.

When he raised his head, looked at the figure moving towards the yamen in the distance, and couldn't help but speak:

"My lord, there are still many people in the yamen, this time..."

"It's okay!" Lord Hong frowned and said:

"Don't say much, just wait and see the changes."

"...Yes." Zhuang Henyu gritted his teeth and took a step back.

With her identity, even in the state capital, she is not low, but the identity of the person in front of her is even more special.

He is the husband of His Majesty's Seventh Sister, the second-rank military commander in the dynasty, and he is also a martial arts master.

Looking into the distance, Zhuang Henyu could only sigh in his heart.

It seems.

It's hard to be good this time.

…………

"put!"

in the dark.

One person waved a big hand, and then the bowstring trembles beside him, and more than a hundred cold lights slanted across the sky.

Arrows are like rain, falling from the sky.

"Peng!"

"Crackling..."

Under this rapid arrow, bricks and rafters were easily pierced and plunged deeply into the ground.

"what?"

"Who?"

"what!"

For a time, the big yamen became a mess.

"Enemy attack!"

"Who is it, so courageous, to throw an arrow in the yamen, you want to die?"

With a loud roar, the arrow stuck in the ground burst open.

Countless fragments of energy, wrapped in iron filings, swept wildly in all directions.

"boom……"

The flat ground thunders.

In the courtyard, houses, walls, rockeries, running water... all shattered, and there were many screams mixed in.

In the chaos, only a few places were safe and sound.

As the arrow flew in the sky, Chen Minghe was awakened from his sleep and jumped out of the window with a sword in his hand.

Tian Qi and Tian Jingyi also slept in their clothes and ran out of the house one after another.

"Zheng!"

The long sword leaped.

The pure yang sword that has just reached the yang is now in the palm of Chen Minghe, and it is actually an anode that produces yin.

The strength is completely natural, like Tai Chi, circling a radius of several meters, sweeping away all the iron filings.

That place of several meters seems to be completely isolated from the outside world, forming a world of its own.

At this point, the martial arts has entered the realm of transformation, and one step further is to use martial arts to prove the real person in the world.

A few days ago.

He is far from being able to achieve this level, but now he is able to use his swordsmanship brilliantly.

This is due to the merits of Mo Qiu spreading the Fa.

Huanchen Baodian has the skill of preaching in dreams, and it is known to be able to dream for a thousand years, and it is easy to teach swordsmanship.

"Uncle Ming, what's the matter?"

In a panic, Tian Jing was still holding a quilt, confused and unable to return to his senses.

"go!"

Tian Qi reacted faster, and tore off the quilt in Tian Jingyi's arms, saying:

"Uncle Ming, let's rush out."

"Yeah." Chen Minghe nodded, just a few days of cultivation, there is such a power, and it makes him proud.

Coupled with the magical tools bestowed by the predecessors, even in the face of real people, it is not afraid in a short time.

With a roar right now, holding the sword in front, guarding the two behind him and rushing out of the yamen.

In other places, everyone who had recovered their senses protected their bodies and ran outwards.

A corner of the backyard.

Moqiu's house was under the focus of attention, and it was already scattered, but he was sitting cross-legged for several meters, but it was safe and sound, as if there was an invisible force field that deflected the offensive.

"Om..."

The air quivered.

Under the curtain of night, there were more than a hundred more cold rays again, but this time they were all covered here.

Moqiu's eyes were in flames, and the scene above was reflected in his eyes.

Unlike the previous batch, the roots of the arrows this time are nearly ten feet long, and they have the thickness of their arms.

The arrow tip flashed with cold light, and there was a faint light wandering on it, like a poisonous snake spouting a letter, suddenly rushing towards it.

"Wow..."

A layer of illusory flame was born out of thin air and enveloped the surroundings.

"Peng!"

The arrow hit the flames, and the gloomy light flickered, as if something was going to change, but it instantly turned to ashes.

More arrows fell on the ground.

Do not ask for his eyes to sweep, and he can clearly detect in the perception, strange auras surging on the long arrow.

"boom……"

An arrow beside him suddenly exploded.

What rushed out was not flames, but a stream of black smoke, with violent iron flakes mixed in the black smoke.

"boom……"

"boom!"

A series of explosions covered an area of ​​several tens of meters, with countless black smoke and iron fragments raging in it.

In the blink of an eye, this place seemed to be transformed into a meat grinder, killing all living things inside.

The black smoke rolls and rolls, like a whirlpool, touching the ground, a piece of frost instantly emerges.

The extreme chill caused the earth to roll up and solidify, and ice marks like patterns spread all over.

"Papa..."

The hard rocks and iron, under the attack of the cold, broke apart on their own.

Don't ask for squinting.

The violent bombardment of the iron flakes made him tremble rapidly, and the chill that spread was even more deadly.

In order to resist the chill outside and support the Nine Fire God Dragon Guard, the mana in his body was being consumed wildly.

"Wow..."

A thing emerged from behind, and the face of the banner was like a black cloud waving in the wind, instantly stopping the chill around it, it was the Yama banner.

"superior!"

In the darkness, two groups roared out.

One of the teams was all wearing battle armor and helmets, with only one pair of eyes exposed.

They moved forward with swords and guns, and their momentum was condensed. When they charged, they were uniform, and they knew they were the best soldiers in all battles at a glance.

The other group is more chaotic, with different weapons in their hands, but their power is strong or not.

Each of them is surrounded by resentful souls, their eyes are glaring, and their body is full of evil spirits and external resentment.

One ups and downs is a few meters.

Everyone is comparable to a martial artist!

"Certainly!"

In the void, a melodious voice sounded.

This voice connected the heavens and the earth, quietly falling on Mo Qiu, directly attacking the sea of ​​mind and consciousness.

It's like a chain, wanting to block the divine mind.

How...

The spellcaster is limited in strength, and the chains that fall down can hardly be ignored by Mo Qiu.

If the ants shake the tree, it won't work at all.

"Hmm..." In the distance, Master Hui Yuan's expression sank too, pinching the Jue again and chanting, pointing away:

"Certainly!"

Buddhist mantra.

This method is the descendant of Buddhism Nanzong, with unlimited power.

At this point, I saw that I was not trapped in the opponent's soul, and the mana turned to link the world, stopping the operation of the Qi machine.

"what?"

Do not ask for slightly raised eyebrows.

He could feel that the original vitality of the world, which was surging like a tide, suddenly became a rock.

Although it can still use the power of it, the original tenth of the power is now only one point left.

"interesting!"

In the outside world, suppressing others to cast spells, these abilities can only be used from higher realms to lower realms.

This Fangdongtian has such a secret method.

"amazing!"

With a light compliment, the Yan Luo banner behind him shook, and countless Yinfeng knives wrapped in flames were already sweeping all over the place.

With the help of heaven and earth vitality to cast spells, there are indeed a lot of cheap, and the power of spells is doubled.

But Moqiu was troublesome. He didn't use it much before, and he relied more on his own magical powers.

"careful!"

"Hurry up!"

In the face of the attacking sword flames, the people who rushed hurriedly shouted, but very few really avoided it.

"Puff..."

"Wow..."

In an instant, one after another soaring fire pillars appeared in the ruins, shining transparently on one side.

"Amitabha!"

Master Hui Yuan was too compassionate, and stepped barefoot lightly, and the whole person instantly passed a hundred feet away:

"Evil ~www.readwn.com~ to die!"

"Hey!"

Beside her, Daochang Qingsong sighed, stroked the dust, and shook his body towards Moqiu.

"Taiyizong, shouldn't have appeared in the world."

"Send you on the road today!"

"I'm too impulsive, I should try again." On the roof ridge in the distance, Kang Jinlong frowned:

"Two old guys, or a monk with a profound mentality, are they so impulsive this time?"

"It seems that what happened back then hit them a lot."

Shaking his head, he dropped his double mace from a high place. No matter what, he got the benefits and always made gestures.

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