Zhutian Avenue

Five colors of brilliance are intertwined, and the atmosphere of the essence covers the four fields.

Has a vast and magnificent mind and spirit coming from all directions, suppressing him with the most violent attitude.

Nowhere to escape, nothing to escape.

Under the giant palm, the bones of the different evil Taoists singed, and the fine lines instantly spread all over the body.

Different evil ways are different from the primal gods formed by other sects.

Is fundamentally based on the seventy-two Dafa, and one Dafa is added with a supernatural power. The seventy-two Dafa is a combination of seventy-two supernatural powers.

But the battle of the demise of the Evil Dao, his seven-sentiment demon, extremely evil wood charm, five-yin skull demon, and so on, were all destroyed. It's his Yuanshen sustenance.

Even though he was carrying a strange treasure, there was nothing he could do at this time, and he could only watch the giant palms smashing the altar phantom.

Crashed down.

"To die again ..."

Endless unwillingness appeared in the hearts of different evil Taoists.

Struggled for so many years to get a chance of rebirth, is there death when he is born?

Isn't this just what the engineman said that day?

Is fate really irreversible?

Boom!

Shakes the mountain and smoke rises.

The giant palm lifted from the ground suddenly, and the aftermath shattered the earth, breaking the skeleton of the real person covered with evil spirits, holding him in his palm in amazement.

.......

Huh ~

The sky is white with fish belly on.

Among the ruins, the belly of the yellow dog eats, the uncomfortable upside is gasping up to the sky, the devil is delicious, but it is difficult to digest.

An Qisheng slowly fell to the ground, and as soon as he brushed his sleeves, the veins of the mountains buzzed, calming the tumbling formation.

"Woo ~"

The yellow dog turned hard and walked staggeringly.

"Things can't be eaten indiscriminately."

An Qisheng glanced at it and shook his head under his heart.

It's body has been refined again and again, and its intentional cultivation has already surpassed the idle monster, and its minions are not only sharp but also capable of breaking evil.

A year ago, Sun Qi was no longer his opponent. There are few powerful monsters among these demon ghosts, which naturally cannot hurt it.

It's just that the injury wasn't hurt, but he almost killed himself.

Can only say that with the strength, it is still difficult for the mind to get rid of the habit of dogs.

"Master ..."

The yellow dog pitifully puffed up, and his nostrils spewed out.

"You."

An Qisheng played it casually.

boom!

The yellow dog fell again with four feet facing the sky, and a black smoke erupted from his mouth.

There was a ghost face in the black smoke, and a howl was made.

An Qisheng squeezed it, and the black smoke wailed and was held in the palm of his hand. These demons were useless, their essence was twisted, they were crazy, and they could n’t even communicate.

However, it is also useful.

The yellow dog seems to be alive now, with a touch of humanity exposed:

"I'm not going to do this again ......"

An Qisheng was too lazy to bother about this stupid dog. His heart moved. A bone had fallen from the sky and fell in front of him.

This bone looks far the same as the bone monster, but if you look closely, you can see that this is not pure bone.

Within every inch of bone, there are countless blood-red lines interspersed among the bones.

Because of these blood-red lines, this bone was covered with cracks at this time, but still did not fall apart.

Huh ~

The yellow dog turned and jumped, but had forgotten the previous lesson, and looked at the bone, and the words dripped and dripped.

It took a step, felt An Qisheng's eyes, and immediately fell to the ground:

"Old, lord, I, I just have some tickling teeth ..."

Dogs can't change to eat shit.

An Qisheng shook his head in his heart, but he also knew.

This is because he has repeatedly washed the blood of this dog, so that his bones and bones grow too fast, and he unconsciously wants to grind his teeth, not really greedy bones.

In the rattling sound, the evil and evil Taoist people could not get up after moving several times, simply gave up the struggle, and said coldly:

"who are you?"

Planted or planted. He could n’t afford to lose, but he was not willing. This person has no incense, no way, Buddha, demon, ghost, evil spirit machine.

Yes, tyranny.

He is very clear that there is no pure yang gas burned by thunder and fire, nor the perfect light of Yuanshen achievement.

No matter which one he cultivates, it is at least a real person who has become a supernatural being.

But he himself, even though he was so weak at this time, but in the end is Yuanshen, who can win his real man, is it not just a tyranny?

"Netherworld Mansion is no longer there, most of you have no chance to sue me under Netherworld."

An Qisheng said lightly, and stretched out his hand, rippling in the void, bursting into a murky air.

A simple and mottled small altar was held in the hand by An Qisheng.

"you!"

The different evil Taoists struggled frantically and roared: "Give me back! Give me the altar!"

He roared angrily, fear first appeared in his heart.

This altar was the adventure he got when he was a boy. After his practice, he was refined into his own life for the first time. Even if he is also a real person of the Yuanshen, no one can grab it without his consent. Take this altar.

But at this time, he felt the cutting of his life.

This white-clothed Taoist, I do not know by what means, cut off the connection between his own life and this altar!

"Does the Yuanshen also fear?"

An Qisheng pinched the quaint altar, his eyes indifferently glanced at the evil and evil Taoist, and then his huge mind suppressed it, sealing his Yuanshen in the white bone demon:

"Taste the fear slowly."

The seventy-two Dafas of the Different Evil Dao, any one of them must be fed by a large number of people, beast essence and blood soul.

The white bones he had encountered before, tempting the villagers with a fascinating incense, had been considered stable. The white bone demon was first sacrificed alive by his father, and then swallowed by hundreds of people. .

This strange evil Taoist, but cultivated 72 evil ways!

The people, beasts, who died in their hands, are more than millions?

Naturally, it is not so easy to let him go.

"Master, you, what are you holding ..."

The tail of the yellow dog stood up again.

"One ... a unique and unique thing."

An Qisheng looked at the mini altar in his hand.

There is not much difference between this altar and the altar in the underground palace, only a little bit surprised, that is, the lines on this mini altar are more natural and more mysterious.

As his eyes flowed down, information about this altar also appeared in his mind:

【Consumption of 10,000 points】

[One of the replacement scales (also known as the Altar of Blessings), grade, five-star Qizhen]

[From the world of the wilderness big world, it is a thing created by the starry landlord to learn the laws of the sky and earth, thrown into the unknowable land, used for positioning, exploring one of the wonders of the world outside Yuyu, and anchoring the starry landlord One】

[Ability 1: Exchange, take one cent, one cent, sacrifice with all kinds of items, you can get other responses to replace the balance, exchange for things outside the universe, and will change according to the law of the boundary where you are, converging The rules of this world】

[Abilities 2: Positioning, where the anchor is, wherever we are, one day, its master must be reached]

[Evaluation: This is one of the rare treasures created by the law of power replacement in the universe]

Ten thousand points of power!

This is the treasure that An Qisheng needs to consume the most power after opening a picture!

Just searched for its information, and actually consumed a full 10,000 power!

"Five-star?"

An Qisheng felt a shock, but at this moment, he finally caught a little.

Five-star?

What does this star mean?

Who gives the star rating?

If you remember correctly, the sword of kingship he cast seems to be only one star, and it is the combination of eight swords of kingship.

[The classification of the star, the source is too old, it is already unknown, or, you can find other pictures of fragments]

【The owner of the picture has not asked, so it has not been displayed】

Responded with a picture.

An Qisheng frowned slightly.

This picture may be too broken, and the sluggish still does not have one-tenth of the power of the sword of kingship. Any information must be asked. If you do not ask, there will never be a reminder.

Just like the classification of stars, he had a glimpse of it as soon as he got a picture.

It was just that I didn't care.

Later, because after entering the Jiufu Realm, he had never spied on other stars with a picture.

At this point, it seems that this star rating standard is too high.

Take the King Power Sword as an example. The King Power Sword was created by the King Power Taoist Jiazi practice. The combination of eight handles can cut off the heaven and earth.

If so, should Heaven and Man be one star?

"What is the classification of this star? Combat strength? Or what?"

An Qisheng had deeper doubts.

In different worlds, the practice system is completely different, and the performance of combat power is also different. In theory, it is impossible to divide equal signs.

【Dawkey】

A picture glows and the text changes again:

[For those who built the foundation, the unarmed is also a star. If there is no foundation, the mountains and the sea will not be a star]

An Qisheng frowned as he listened to the response given by Yi Tu.

The word Daoji has too much meaning.

Is a hundred-day foundation?

Return to the congenital?

Or open mind?

Or, all inclusive?

Knowing the star classification, An Qisheng checked himself through a picture:

【An Qisheng (Master of One Picture)】

[Shouyuan: 24/495 (Xuan Xing)]

[Specialty: Dreams of Thousands of Autumns (One Star Skills) Tai Chi Sanshou (One Star Dao Wu) Tai Chi Dao Twenty-four Body Gods (One Star Dao Wu) ......

【Treasure: King Power Sword (one-eighth)】

【Trajectory of this life: Unpredictable】

【Dao force: 630,000 points】

[Evaluation: Five Qi Chaoyuan, Sanhua Juding, Doji cast, one star]

Unexpectedly, An Qisheng did not cross the one-star category himself.

And then he glanced at the strange evil Taoist lying on the corpse. This master who has been cast as a Yuanshen for many years is only one star in the evaluation of Dao Yitu.

As for the yellow dog, it is natural that the evaluation standard has not been met.

An Qisheng closed his eyes and chanted a name in his mind. He would come to this world, and all the people who had explored would be put into the star system.

Found that this star really has nothing to do with combat power, and the evaluation criteria are very strange.

Unfortunately, it may be because the Dao Yitu is too broken, and its classification of stars is also incomplete, and the information is scattered.

I do n’t even know if the end of this star is ten stars, one hundred stars, or more ...

If you want to know more, maybe you can only find other pieces of the picture.

It's just that piece of emperor heaven.

If what he expected is not bad, I am afraid that it is the ‘Life and Death Book’ that the Lord of the Nether Mansion is holding to reincarnate life and death.

Although Youjun is not here at this time, but if you want to get it, I'm afraid it's not an easy thing ...

Huh ~

An Qisheng tried for a long time one by one, until the sky gradually lit up, and slowly opened his eyes.

Chenhui broke the dawn, rising early.

Not far away, dozens of villagers helped the old village, full of anxiety and complicated walk.

The yellow dog lay lazily on the ground, glancing from time to time to the bone-like wicked Taoist, and his mouth was drooling somehow.

"Thank you Dao for waiting for me to get rid of this demon!"

A group of villagers came to the front, hula la, kneeling down, and knocking on the head.

The yellow dog looked at these villagers disdainfully, then lowered his head and licked his paws.

One week,

Thanks,

Three worships,

......

The dazzling dizziness of the villagers made An Qisheng still silent.

Is still the old village, it is really unbearable, Gong Gong said:

"Doctor, I am here to plead for something, but it is a little rude ..."

An Qisheng's eyes were gloomy, and he was impressed by the villagers' thoughts and heard the words and said lightly:

"Since knowing it is rude, you don't have to say it."

Uh ~

The skin of the old village was stiff and suddenly cried pronely:

"Doctor, you are a fairy, you are a fairy above, I will wait for the ants in the ground, please help us, help us ..."

He cried, and all the other villagers cried.

Most of them came from village women, UU reading www. uukanshu.com will cry at this time, it is really not inferior to the ghost crying wolf howling, a tiger in the distance is scared and frightened to flee.

It was just that An Qisheng was still unmoved, but his eyes became more and more indifferent.

Finally, someone could n’t bear it anymore, and a village woman stood up suddenly, crying to An Qisheng:

"You! You killed the mountain god, you, you must help us!"

All the other villagers also shouted. It seemed that An Qisheng's silence gave them confidence. They even forgot that the 'mountain gods' they had always worshipped were captured by this white-clothed Taoist.

Roar ~

The yellow dog couldn't help but growl.

The roar that seemed to be dull or thunder suddenly frightened these villagers, and fell to the ground one by one, in a mess.

For a long while, the old village was just getting up with the help of the villagers.

He glanced at the cracked white skeleton, tears flowing:

"Master Dao, we have lived here for a long time, and we no longer have the ability to go out to survive. If you kill God, you kill us! If you don't help us, we will die sooner or later.

Instead of being eaten by beasts and starved to death, you might as well kill two thousand of us in Hidden Mist Village now! "

"You killed us all together!"

"Kill it!"

"Sooner or later will die!"

The other villagers cried and cried, shouted, shouted, and made a mess.

An Qisheng watched with cold eyes, until the crying voices of these people were dumb, and their voices were lowered.

Was slowly making a noise.

Has only one word:

"it is good!"