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Who dares to object?

The Confucian, Taoist, and other four people gritted their teeth, suffocating and regretting.

They knew that once they agreed to it, there was no room for repentance. It was not too easy to suppress them by the means of this primordial person.

"I'm not an overbearing person ..."

An Qisheng looked at the four people faintly, his eyes gloomy, and seemed to be able to see through the hearts of the people:

"This road may be difficult, but once completed, it will naturally benefit you ..."

"It is fortunate that the little girl has three lives in her life to live for a real person. How dare you ask too much?"

So far, several people could not imagine it. Huang Qing'er paid a courtesy, and seemed to have accepted the facts, but let Confucian and Taoist people look at each other.

Busy should also come down.

But although it is a foregone conclusion, there are many other ideas in the minds of several people.

But I do n’t believe in the benefits ...

The four thought about each other, but An Qisheng didn't pay much attention, and the probe gently squeezed from the void.

Hum ~

The streamer visible to the naked eye overflowed from around, and flowed between its five fingers into a small candlestick.

"If there is any difficulty in this trip, you can light this square candlestick ......"

The God-descending human path passed down by the Nether Mansion is different from the usual practice method. Although it also has the saying of "sacrifice", the most important thing is that it is a lot of "reliance" that asks God, or the medium.

Relying on such a medium, only then can God be invited.

Hum ~

Holding the candlestick, the pitiful Daoist trances slightly, as if a lot of information flows into his mind. After a while, he bowed his head in awe and admiration:

"It will not insult the mission ..."

Without too much explanation, the youngest Bailian Taoist among the five is over Jiazi, and naturally does not need too much advice.

They just walked out of God's will to teach the rudder, but the four still murmured in their hearts.

The real man in white didn't seem to have any backhands to clamp them, but they wouldn't think they didn't, only that the man's means exceeded their perceptual limits.

"Teacher, this **** ..."

After a few people left, Sa Wuling, who was suffocated, could not help but speak.

In the end, he heard that his teacher had collected many city gods for his own use and let them stay in the mountains and rivers, but wasn't that an array?

What is the relationship with Fengshen?

"At this time, it is not the time you know."

An Qisheng replied lightly, and waved his hand to let a few people go down.

Sa Wuling, full of doubts, can only retreat.

Huh ~~~

Many people retreated, and the backyard of Tianyi taught was suddenly quiet. Only a little chill breeze blew past, raising the long hair of An Qisheng's temple.

He was alone, looking up at the sky, his eyes gloomy.

After the mind was born, his feelings were deeper, and he could feel that an invisible crisis was coming.

This crisis is like the sky at night, and the endless darkness hangs over his soul.

This crisis comes from the sky outside.

This is the emperor.

"day......"

An Qisheng exhaled deeply.

He has never faced such an intangible and intangible quality, and he has no way of overcoming a possible enemy.

Invisible and intangible, I do n’t know where it is, I do n’t know where it is, I do n’t know its strength, I do n’t know its weakness, how can it be enemy?

All he did at this time was nothing but the most promising path in the deduction.

Seal the gods to replace the heavens.

Success or failure, at this time, he has no confidence in his heart.

Call ~

Withdrawing his eyes and cutting his mind with thousands of thoughts, An Qisheng flipped his palms and took out the ancient altar with a star as high as five stars.

Replacement of the balance, or the altar with the request.

This altar is quite divine, but the exploitation is also terrible.

An Qisheng believes that what he has paid is the same as what he paid on the other side of the balance, but it has been replaced, but it has never been saved.

This altar is equivalent to eating 90% of the two ends of the balance ...

No humane capitalist on Xuan Xing can compare with the scale of this balance.

"what!"

As the altar appeared, there was a subtle but sharp scream.

"what!!!"

Above the altar, a lot of **** and subtle chains of death trapped half of the bone-boned demon compressed to the size of the slap, and kept screaming.

It seems to have suffered a great deal of inhumanity.

The tolerance of a Yuanshen is amazing. Even though it is the torture between the common and the common, the Yuanshen can be at ease, but at this time, the strange and real people can not bear to cry.

It can be seen how much pressure it is under.

"As fellow monks, if you want to kill me, why do you want to torture me like this ?!"

The two groups of ghost fires flashed faintly, and the grotesque and eerie groaning of strange and real people wandered.

"Abnormal evil seventy-two Dafa, the doors are all extremely evil, with skin cramps, soul cramps, soul-plucking vehicles, and a sacred heart ... the pain they suffer will be no worse than you less.

At least, you still have room to roar, and their despair, pain, and to whom? "

An Qisheng's eyes were calm and his face did not change.

Buddhism and Dao may not have much humanity, but evil Dao certainly has no humanity. The means of the different evil Dao are the only coldness he saw in his life.

Then the Wuzhou Wu family used the corpse bones to exercise the soul insects, but they also had to turn around, but the different evils never paid attention to these.

Seven love demon ghost, extremely evil wood charm, five-yin skull demon, refining demon corpse, etc., all can only be cultivated by the nourishment of countless blood and soul.

"Ha, haha! Who do you think you are? The underworld man, or the savior? It's just a sounding hypocrisy, I killed it, but you still have to make excuses, ridiculous, ridiculous!"

The different evil Taoists endured the powerful pain and ridiculed sneer:

"Who doesn't eat humans in this world? Who can say who ?! Even if that ghost king, when there is still a slaughter city, in your life, have you never killed innocent indiscriminately to bully?"

Huh ~~~

With the voices of different evil Daoists, there seems to be a gust of wind blowing around Tianyijiao, and there is even a faint cry of howling and howling wolves. It seems that although the sound is ringing, a hundred ghost days will be staged around!

In an invisible place with the naked eye, centered on self, the entire underground of the Qingdu City, the endless yin and resentment will be sprayed out.

"Strong reason, strong way, you are right."

Despite the sneers and sorrows of the different evil Daoists, An Qisheng's face did not change in the slightest. His eyes glanced down, watching the Dao Dao Yin gather together, and gradually born the different evil Daoists from the lower body:

"Even so, I am strong at this time, and naturally I am reasonable!"

Call ~

His voice has not fallen, and the evil spirits are violently jumping in their hearts: "You, what are you doing ... ah!"

Half a sentence did not finish, the red light above the altar swelled like a guillotine knife, splitting it in half.

The lower body that had just grown, along with the slightly restored lower body, was swallowed by the altar.

After a lapse of nearly two years, with the nourishment of a little bit of evil spirit, the body of the bone-evil human demon has been restored.

Can barely replace it again.

"The sacrifice is enough ... to replace it."

In the low murmur, the red light rose above the ancient altar, and a ripple that was invisible to the naked eye plunged into the depths of the void.

In a flash, the screams of different evil Taoists have not yet landed.

A luminous fusi with a purple streamer has been drifting down and was pinched in the palm by An Qisheng.

The time to get this altar is not short, and An Qisheng has figured out many usages.

This altar also has a general understanding of the method of judging the value of objects. It is mainly practical, the most expensive method, Danfang is the second, and the magic method of refining is the second.

The cheapest ones are the Fulu that can only be used once, or Fubao.

Hum ~

There seemed to be a stream of light flashing through An Qisheng's eyes.

[The magical land **** from the world of Chiyun is sealed, and it can be a three-foot-one land **** in the world of Chiyun .......]

[Note: Therefore, the seal is time-sensitive, only three days, and it will lose its position afterwards (only valid in Chiyun World)]

What is waste?

This fulu perfectly interprets the word.

Three feet, three days, and only effective in Chiyun World.

One can imagine that for anyone, this is absolute waste.

In exchange for other people, such as real people with different evil spirits, such a waste product was exchanged for half of the Yuanshen skeleton.

But the waste product has its value at a specific time and place.

For example, at this time, in this world, for An Qisheng, this role of Fu Lu is more valuable than any other exercises.

Call ~

An Qisheng put away the altar and the strange evil Taoist who screamed gradually, and opened the rung in front of him.

The word Fengshen is easy to say, but it can never be done easily.

If you want to create a complete Shinto system from scratch, it is by no means ordinary people can do it.

At this time, An Qisheng was also difficult to achieve.

He didn't know where the Nether Mansion Lord obtained the complete Yinshi City God System, but obviously, it also has a foundation.

Naturally, he is not talking empty-mouthed.

In fact, this seal of Fulu is not his first one. The magical corpse rogue of the strange evil Taoist has also been replaced by him for similar things for research and deduction.

Otherwise, how can you persuade the pitiful old man?

This old **** stick who has been in contact with ghosts and ghosts for a lifetime, is not fool ...

"Land, Mountain God, River God, Dragon King, Night Tour, Day Tour ..."

An Qisheng said to himself slightly.

Inadvertently, I remembered my previous life.

He was a man of two lives, straddling the three realms, and his experience is already very rich. The memory of the previous life is not high in his overall memory, but when he reaches this point, there will naturally be no unclear.

Earth stars in previous lives seem to have similar myths and legends.

No, not only the earth star, the black star, it seems to have ...

That is the myth system edited by the ancients, or the myth brought by the "traverser".

Or is it a legend from other big worlds?

Thinking deeply in his heart, An Qisheng slowly closed his eyes and dreamed of himself.

It is so easy to enlighten a Shinto system that is completely different from this world and has never appeared.

This character is hard to come by, and it is difficult to deduce.

If there is no way to dream, it is to sacrifice all the monks in the world, I am afraid it is not enough.

.......

The sun is sloping west, and the afterglow of the setting sun throws millions of pieces of gold through the sky and clouds.

The Qingdu City in the dusk seems to have got rid of the fear in the day, and gradually resumed the lively, but compared with the weekdays, the flow of people is still much rarer.

Only the roadside vendors seemed to have opened a lot of doors.

It's just that they are in it, but they can still feel the panic in their hearts. This can be seen from the time they look up from time to time.

Feeling terrified, but also unable to withstand the persecution of life.

Changes in the sky may not kill people, but poor people will die.

The prosperity of the Qingducheng is endless, and there are few in the world. It is naturally not easy to live in it.

"Ugh......."

Sa Wuling touched the bare scalp in the cloak, and was troubled.

Some things don't care when they are gone, but they are uncomfortable, and their hair is also the same. Before the grief, they were still too troublesome to clean and show that if they touched one, they might be happy for a long time.

"A little hair, what's the big deal?"

After a little recovery, Yan Xiake, who was also covered in a cloak, was very optimistic. He said nothing about his hair, and he lost everything.

What's the big deal?

He doesn't even care about trivial matters.

"Yan hero, can you still hold your bones?"

Sa Wuling couldn't help but worry.

Yan Xiake is in a very poor state at this time. Although this skeleton is capable of recovering the energy of the mountains and rivers, it will take time.

At this time, Yan Xiake almost fell apart, and every time he took a step, he clicked, and it seemed to disintegrate at any time.

"It doesn't matter."

Yan Xiake said, his feet stopped, and he stopped.

Here is the entrance of a long street. In front of him, there is an old tree whose leaves have fallen out. From a distance, you can see the end of the long street, a closed city **** temple.

That is the capital city **** temple.

Enshrined in it is the ghost under the throne of the Nether Mansion, now the world's first capital of the city, Qin Wuyi.

"The poor old city **** has sheltered the Qingdu for more than a thousand years, and finally ended like this ..."

Seeing the sparsely populated people, the incense burning off, and the city **** temple blocked by seals, Yan Xiake felt a little sad.

There are many city gods who do nothing in the world, and there are many city fools who fool the people. There are even a lot of city gods who bully the good and fear the evil.

The reason why Qingducheng became the first male city in the world is not only because it is the capital city of the Qing Dynasty, but because, here, there was a safe place where there was no demon.

unfortunately........

"ungrateful......"

Sa Wuling also shook his head.

The two walked through the sparsely populated long street. With the defeat of the God of Providence, there was no Taoist guard in this city's God Temple. Instead, many court servants in Zaojiao suits did not know about the big changes. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

When they saw Sa Wuling, the two of them had a sudden attack and were appointed by Sa Wuling.

After that, the two tore the seals on the door and the wall and walked into the Chenghuang Temple.

Huh ~

The cold wind blew through the snow, the city **** temple was extremely desolate, the dust was everywhere, the incense burner had already been extinguished, and there was a faint smell.

"ungrateful!"

Yan Xiake shook his body ‘kaka’.

This is big shit, humiliating God with shit!

Squeaky ~

As the two walked into the courtyard, a seal on the temple door also fell off, and the door slowly opened.

The two raised their eyebrows, and there was a glare of light in the darkness of the door.