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The disappearance of the goddess of the Daotianzong of the Heavens Chapter 434 is Jiaziguo sighed with Sa Wuling.

The smile on Yun Chengping's fat face couldn't help but stiff: "Dao Chang, what are you talking about?"

哗啦 ~

At night, a team of Ashi Qiqi pulled out the sword and looked at Yun Chengping with a staring eye. The rune streamer flashed above the sword.

It can be seen that they are excellent weapons.

In fact, this is a sword worn by the Magi in the Heavenly Will, which can break the aura of mana and cut the golden body of the Buddha.

Huh ~

Yan Xiake slowly raised his head, the ghost in the eyes was faint.

Under his cloak, above the silver-white skeleton, there was a faint blood looming.

Huh ~

An invisible killing gas suddenly flooded the top of the mountain, and suddenly the sound of rain disappeared.

"Hehe ~"

The smile on Yun Chengping's face disappeared completely, staring at Sa Wuling violently:

"It is worthy of being an apprentice of the real person of Tai Chi, and found it."

"The Wu Family's Soul Worm is really well-deserved, and even the City God can control it."

Sa Wuling's face was condensed, and his heart was rolling with anger, but he forced himself to bear down and looked coldly at Yun Chengping:

"What about other city Gods?"

He stopped in Wuzhou for three days before seeing a city god. There was already an ominous sign in his heart, but there was always a luck. But at this time, other city gods in his heart were afraid that they had fallen into the hands of these people.

"Why does the chief of the Sadao know this? I'm here. Those lone spirits and wild ghosts are naturally ..."

Yun Chengping's ruthless opening:

"The gray smoke disappeared!"

Fly to smoke!

Sa Wuling's new growth, almost a long eyebrow raised:

"very good!"

"Are you feeling very smooth along the way? Do you feel that everyone hopes, Master Wang is passing by, everyone obeys? Do you think you can do all this with the cultivation of your natal realm?"

Yun Chengping smiled, his teeth glowed with cold light:

"Yuanshen hit 30,000 li, how about that Taiji Taoist being invincible? There is more than 60,000 li from the Qingdu. Look, he can't save you!"

Before he finished, he laughed again:

"Since you are here, why haven't you come out yet?"

Bang!

The airflow exploded in the rain curtain, and the sound of long laughter came from all directions.

"What **** Tai Chi? One word for the world? He is not worthy!"

"I've come from all my life, I want to restrain me, I'm delusional!"

"One hundred and sixty-eight ghosts and wild ghosts in Wuzhou were mostly killed by me, and I am not afraid to kill a few more!"

The sound of this long smile seemed to be far away at first, and soon came near, and the sweeping raindrops hit everyone on the barren hill.

铮铮 铮铮 ~~~

The screaming raindrops beat better than any strong bow and crossbow in the world. A group of armored cloaks could not help waving their swords, chopping down the raindrops slamming from the sky.

The wind screamed in the rain curtain, and the heavy rain rushed.

However, a group of people wielded their swords, but they sternly excluded all raindrops, showing a very high martial arts accomplishment.

Huh ~

The sound of a long laugh has just fallen. The rain around the barren mountain has been occupied by a figure.

There are priests, monks, and swordsmen, but they only cover their faces with mana without exception. They don't show their original appearance, and they don't even know whether their dress is true.

Although they decided to shoot, they did not think of exposing themselves.

In addition to counting the number of days in this world, there are still many supernatural powers, they just want to kill, but they do n’t think they will all die.

The deterrence of a real person of Yuanshen is extremely great for anyone.

"A supernatural being without training?"

There were a lot of people coming. Not only was Sa Wuling not surprised, but instead he shook his head with a sneer of ridicule:

"As you said, Wuzhou is more than 60,000 miles away from the Qingdu City. What are the people behind you afraid of?"

He was very calm.

After years of hard work, even if there is no ‘hand master’ instruction, he will not panic.

Yan Xia Ke is more calm.

However, under the calm, there is a deep killing intention. They came to implement the new law along the way. Anyone who violates the law, people, demon, ghosts, and even the city **** will kill.

It's just that, compared with the demon, most of the city gods don't have much sin.

On the contrary, in their process of implementing the new law, the city gods of various states contributed greatly.

At this time, I heard that the Yizhou City God was killed cleanly. How can I not kill in my heart?

"Humph! It's time to die, but his mouth is very hard."

Someone sneered.

Other people's eyes are also more indifferent, but no one still takes the lead.

Was stabbed in the pain.

No one wants to offend a real person of Yuanshen, they hide and hide, naturally not fearless.

After all, the person in front of him was one of the only two apprentices of the Taiji Taoist.

Killing him will inevitably lead to anti-bite, and even Yuanshen real person shot to kill.

"Okay, no more nonsense! As planned, I will kill this Sadao, you blockade all around, and you will solve the rest!"

Yun Chengping suddenly opened his mouth, swept his eyes around everyone, and looked at Wuling to Sa:

"Your teacher killed my Wu family ancestors, this hatred is not common, and if you die, you have to blame me. If you want to blame, blame your teacher!"

Boom!

'S voice was not falling, he had already swooped forward, and suddenly burst into the rain curtain like a black lotus.

The dense soul-sucking insects buzzed softly, like a cloud of black clouds, overwhelming toward Sa Wuling.

"kill!"

Everyone else also sang cold sounds, issued Tao Dao law in the rain curtain, and broke out instantly, covering everyone except Sa Wuling.

Sa Wuling, they dare not kill.

The rest, they don't care at all!

Rumble!

The airflow is soaring under the rain curtain, and the heavy rain is blown into the sky by the airflow.

Yanxia guest moved, and was about to face it, but suddenly stopped.

Because of his ear, there was a soft voice.

Hum ~

Swords are like water, slowly overflowing, echoed in the rain curtain.

Sa Wuling sat cross-legged, a yellowish rune burned in his palm, and the brilliance visible to the naked eye overflowed from his fingertips, turning into an invisible sword.

In the rain curtain, the mouth of the sword gleamed brightly, reflecting the murderous intent in the eyes of Sa Wuling.

On the Taiji Mountain in Liangzhou, after An Qisheng created the "Ping Yi" of the king's sword with the spirits of the city gods, the king's sword could already exert its power.

And as the An Qisheng realm became deeper and deeper, this kingly sword became more powerful.

Even this mouthful of swords at this moment is just a trace of the king's sword that Sa Wuling had branded down with the Taolu.

'S appearance, the horror of the sword light ignited, is also beyond description.

Huh ~

The moment the Daojian emerged, there was a sudden stagnation above the barren mountains, as if the heavy rain all froze for a moment.

"What the hell?"

Someone screamed, and felt the creeps, as if he was pointed at by a sword before his eyebrows, and he couldn't help being horrified.

"No good, rewind!"

"Here, this is the life-saving thing that Taiji Taoist gave ?! No, he clearly said that this old Taoist has no life-saving thing!"

"He lied to us!

Retreat! Retreat! Retreat! "

Many monks who came from the fight were all discolored, thinking that it was the life-saving thing given by the Yuanshen real person, and they fled away.

Woohu ~~~

Yun Chengping, who turned into countless **** souls, felt a huge crisis, and when he was thinking about it, countless **** souls roared and fell into the rain.

"Some wasted."

Yan Xiake shook his head slightly, raised his arm down.

"This fusi is not easy to make, and it is not wasted when used here ..."

Sa Wuling's palm turned over, and the sword light was flowing like water. He flexed his fingers, and the sword rose from the sky:

"They, they shouldn't die!"

Boom!

Jianguang broke through the air and thundered.

In an instant, the rain curtain above the barren mountains was flooded with sword light. Wherever the invisible and murderous sword gas passed, under the extreme sharpness, everything was cut silently.

The sword light is as vast as the ocean, spreading from the barren mountain like a lotus, and the stretched branches and leaves are all over the world.

In a scream, drowned all the attackers.

.......

"It's really rich and wealthy, Fulu of this level is also willing to throw it away ..."

In the light rain, a group of people stopped and looked at the distance, faintly saw the sword rush to the sky, sweeping everything.

"Do n’t look at who the other teacher is? The Taiji Tao is replaced by God ’s will, and there are only three or two people. Naturally, Fulu is nothing?"

Someone was envious and jealous. When I remembered my own situation at this time, I couldn't help but feel sad.

The way of world practice is even more different. Some people hold swords, some practise their tripods, and some even suffer from a "golden pill". Naturally, some people also use "fu 箓".

There are no high or low points in the various cultivation methods, but Fulu's way is too confusing, and few people in ancient and modern times have used it to achieve Yuanshen.

It was heard that the third master Wen among the nuns of the nether world seemed to cultivate a similar way ...

This path is not easy to practice. However, if there are a lot of Fulu in the body, it is really capable of striding over the ranks. Obviously, Na Sao Tao has no shortage of Fulu in the body.

Laosheng Laodao ignored Huang Qing'er, Bai Lian Taoist's sneer and irony, looking at the distance, a little sighed in his heart:

"An Zhenren, the apprentice, is not a waiter ..."

In his opinion, the Sadao man was only a cultivator, even if he said it higher, he only touched the Taoism, and it was far from the time when it came true.

But this sword symbol already has supernatural powers.

Under real people, I'm afraid no one can resist it.

"There is such a teacher, but this is justifiable."

The white lotus Taoist withdrew his eyes, and the cinnabar in his eyebrows was blood red:

"It's you, come to Wuzhou, but you want to go to Wulu from Wuzhou?"

White Lotus Taoist asked.

Huang Qing'er, the tongueless Taoist also all looked away from the eyes.

Whether they want it or not, they must take a trip, but this does not mean that they are willing.

"That's not true."

Laosheng Laowei shook his head slightly: "Wuzhou is backed by rolling hills, and there are many evil beasts inside. Afterwards, it is a heaven, not a good way to go."

"Then are you here to help this Wuling?"

Bai Lian Dao's face looks a little unsightly:

"You, really treat yourself as the servant of that Taoist? I will tell you that I have never been a slave in Bailian's life, so I will send you to other Shilu, I will not do anything more!

"But we don't need our shots."

People do n’t care, and step into the rain curtain:

"Wuzhou is 16,000 miles south, it is the boundary of Dingzhou, where there is a road to the east ..."

........

An Qisheng may or may not know what happened in Wuzhou, but he did not mean to intervene.

Paisa Wuling, after Yan Xia Ke left Beijing, he seemed to have nothing to do, and the court then threw it to the yellow dog ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ himself deduced the practice.

Is pregnant with the law of dreams, and he spends much more time on daily practice than anyone.

But after entering the dream one after another, he finally discovered the "after trouble" of the method of dreaming.

The clumps of spiritual imprints, each of which contains a real person who has become a supernatural man, learned all his life.

But at the same time, the memories and experiences of countless people are naturally infinite.

A person who is not deeply involved in the world, has suddenly endured hundreds of thousands of years of memory, and your own memory is less than this fraction. Under the impact, are you still you?

If it were not for An Qisheng II, who traveled across the three realms, the spirit and spirit were united, and the three flowers were gathered together, the self-spirit was far more powerful than the ordinary people, and he had never fully accepted the life-long experience of the spiritual brand, he could not bear it long ago. .

Even so, he felt the limit of his soul.

These more than one hundred magical real people, the spiritual imprint of crossing the real people can't bear it, but he is also vigilant.

Has slowed down the process. After removing the green, digest it slowly and turn it into your own things to maintain the "pure one" of the self-aura.

Therefore, I walked between the cities and towns every day, realizing the change of people's hearts, digesting the gains made in previous years, and going to Rulaiyuan in my free time to talk to the wishful monk who had achieved great renunciation and discuss metaphysical Buddha.

Will even walk out of the Qingdu City, walk between the mountains and rivers, watch the sunrise and sunset, watch the sea star river, sleep in the clouds, and soar in the wind.

Heart is in harmony with nature, touch the big Taiji of heaven and earth with his own small Taiji.

Just like this, the time is stubborn, the years are in a hurry, and in a flash, fifty-eight years have passed.