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This morning.

Chen Jichuan took out the copper mirror, pointed his hand, and said in his mouth: "Heavenly Sovereign is a real performance, Nine Heavens five-color auspicious clouds descend, golden light Jiaojie Qiankun Zhao, all gods are called to Longhua , The descending altar is all broken by iron mouth, and no false words are allowed to be invisible. Heavenly Sovereign Immortal God 37 characters, Perfection is a book in the ground. I play the Primordial Spirit of Haotian God. manifest.

The location of the range upon range of mountains appeared immediately. The hills were rolling and the people were sparsely populated. Only one tribe survived, showing a bit of Desolate Qi.

Baozhilinyuan.

Sun Sihai and Jin Shenggu stand on both sides, Chen Jichuan holds the copper mirror and asks the two: "Do you know where this is?"

He walked around the rivers and lakes, These are places where there are many people and where experts gather.

The location shown in the mirror is sparsely populated, and Chen Jichuan has no idea.

"There are many mountains and barbarians here."

"It should be the location of the Annan Duhufu. The Annan Duoli people, hidden in the mountains, are the most difficult to teach, Imperial Court , Daomen, Buddhism, and martial arts are difficult to penetrate, and they are extremely closed."

Sun Sihai thought for a moment and said.

Jin Sheng flew from south to north and learned more. He opened his mouth and said, "This is the territory of Songping County, Annan. The mountain that looks like a Dragon Horse is Flying Immortal Mountain. It is said that there was an immortal who rode the Dragon. At this point, the perfection of good deeds has soared to Immortal World. The Dragon Horse was stranded and turned into a mountain, so it is called 'Flying Immortal Mountain'."

Name: Jin Shenggu (eagle)

Age : 94

Level: 7

innate talent: Human Transformation (7); Wind Repelling (7);

spell: Seventh Layer ); Breathing Technique (Seventh Layer); Chen Sect Seventh Layer (Sixth Layer); Chong Xiao sword technique (Sixth Layer)

After 47 years.

Kim Seung-gu is still cold and middle-aged. Back then, he followed Chen Jichuaan and took the lead in entering the Taoist Temple, but was severely injured by True Son, leaving him with an internal injury.

These years.

After Chen Jichuan's treatment and Jin Shenggu's own recuperation, it finally disappeared a lot.

However, the strength of external and internal strength is difficult to advance, and it is still at the level of more than 40 years ago.

It's not as good as Sun Sihai.

On the contrary, he has achieved no small achievements after focusing on the cultivation 'Taiyin Refinement Method', and he has achieved a great deal of ability after cultivating the Aperture Realm. Against Level 8 characters, you can also have the power to fight and fly faster.

"Master, is Monster Dao hiding here?"

Sun Sihai looked towards Chen Jichuan and asked.

"That's right."

"In terms of cultivation, I'm not as good as True Son. But he killed me once, cause and effect are linked, 'Circle Light' will not be wrong."

nod and said.

That year.

Xi True Son used the 'Ploughshare Curse' to kill him, causing him to be sent to Baiyun Temple, seeking a magic method and Hongyuan for treatment.

The Battle of Qianshan.

Baozhilin dísciple was killed and injured, Jin Shenggu was also severely injured and almost died.

Not to mention Chen Jichuan, in that battle the soul flew away and scattered, spent 10,000 source power in vain, and the 'five ghost Yin Soldier method' of painstaking cultivation was also broken.

It was a huge loss.

After 47 years, I still feel uneasy. This time I was promoted to Innate, and I also made some progress in the circle light technique, and finally found out where True Son was hiding.

as the saying goes: good person doesn't live long, and the scourge stays for a thousand years.

This is really good.

Si True Son has done all his bad things, and he can escape from the psychic view in the face of multiple sieges. And judging from the time when Chen Jichuan first met Qi True Son, this old fart is probably almost two hundred years old now.

It's an 'old fart'!

"Then what are you waiting for?"

"Just kill it!"

Sun Sihai's eyes were full of anger.

In the first World War, Bao Zhilin was killed and injured, one was passed down by him, and the other was his eldest son. The world's search for the whereabouts of True Son.

But nothing.

Now I'm looking for it, but I can't help it.

"That's what it means!"

Chen Jichuan smiled and looked towards Jin Shenggu: "Does it move the two of us?"

Chen Jichuan and Sun Sihai are both foreign experts, and their muscles and bones are extremely dense. Take Chen Jichuan as an example, he looks like only 134 catties, but actually weighs more than 200 catties.

Sun Sihai's strength is above him, and his weight is also above him.

The weight of four or five hundred catties, plus weapons, I don't know if Jin Shenggu can carry it.

"No problem."

"It's just slower."

Jin Shenggu replied.

I immediately jumped and turned into its original form, a golden eagle covering the heavens, shielding the sun, and its claws were as big as a stone mill.

"Go!"

Chen Jichuan and Sun Sihai each took their weapons, and when Jin Shenggu flew by at a low altitude, they used their strength and jumped up to grab Jin Shenggu's claws. Tossed and swayed, and landed on the back.

Jin Shenggu turned around.

The wings vibrated, the wind flew, and went straight to the Flying Immortal Mountain of Annan.

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Annan.

Flying Immortal Mountain.

The True Son is dying, with gray hair and withered bones.

Outside the mountain, bursts of chants came, praising the greatness of Immortal God.

In the mountains, in the Taoist temple.

The jade-faced Divine Idol was erected again, no different from the one in the psychic view 47 years ago.

That year.

Si True Son was killed and fled in embarrassment, not daring to stop, all the way to the south, until out of the Central Plains, out of the southern border, to the southernmost Flying Immortal Mountain.

Attracted by Dragon Horse, attracted by the legend of Feixian, settled here and rebuild the foundation.

47 years later.

Looking north to the Central Plains.

Xi True Son still felt a little aggrieved, uneasy and angry.

"There is no hope for longevity."

"Before I die, I will make the old rat generation pay the price!"

Peri True Son sits cross-legged.

Conscious of the hopelessness of longevity, but still unwilling to give up, try the secret technique one after another in the psychic concept, whether it is vicious or even more vicious, all are not taboo.

In and out of Songping County with rolling hills and scattered mountains.

With the cultivation of True Son, no one can control it.

He was in no hurry to get revenge.

After all.

The 'leading big brother' who besieged Tongshenguan in those days has already the soul flew away and scattered. The others, whether it was the Daoist in Mai who chased him down or the monk Huifeng who stole the Yulong Fruit Tree, were in In his heart, it is more important than immortality.

The older you get, the more afraid of death.

The stronger you are, the more afraid of death.

Seki True Son is old and strong, and can imagine his fear of death.

Over the years.

He tried a lot of vicious secret techniques and barely survived. But Fire of Life has been bleak, and now it's hard to get back.

"Try again!"

"Try again!"

"One last time! One last try, and if it doesn't work, go get revenge! "

Su True Son once again said the 'last' words to himself.

Stand up.

Some trembling, like a candle in the wind. He moved to the altar in the Taoist temple, and there were five handsome young men, holding the sword in one hand and the woman in the other, standing on the five sides of the altar.

“wu wu wu ~”

The woman was in a mess, struggling desperately, tears streaming down disappointing.

Crying with prayer.

"Killed."

Su True Son ignored him.

With a wave of his hand, Wutongshen swung his sword, and the five women who were terrified to the extreme rolled their heads, their heads rolled to the ground, and the blood pooled in the grooves on the altar to the center. blood pool.

The old Taoist walked on the gangway and sat cross-legged in the pool.

The fragrant and pleasant virgin blood is covered with blood, and the extremely evil monster against the background of True Son. Reciting the mantra in the mouth, Spiritual God borrowed the order.

I don't know how long it took.

Si True Son opened his eyes and felt himself, getting weaker and weaker, without the slightest increase in vitality.

"Failed."

"Failed again."

He was cold and frantic.

This is not the first time.

Since seven years ago, he has tried all kinds of methods, but he has not been able to increase his vitality.

It's just that True Son doesn't believe in evil and tries many times.

Failures made his heart cold, but he encouraged himself again and again: there will always be a way, maybe success will be the next time?

For example at this time—

"It's okay."

"Try again in a few days."

"The last time."

Su True Son stood up from the pool of blood on crutches, comforting himself.

The expression gradually calmed down.

Suddenly.

A gust of wind rose in the sky, and black clouds covered the sun. The strong wind hit, and the True Son was blown messily, almost unsteady.

“Who?”

Xi True Son looked up, the scorching sun covered his eyes, and before he could see who was coming, he heard a loud laugh: "Xi True Son, Look who I am?!"

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