Great Dao Ji

Huhu~

In the night wind, Xi Yingqing's mind was wandering and she had many thoughts.

The Palace of Impermanence, or the northern part of Fengdu City, is separated from Nanzhan by an endless ocean, and there are countless big monsters in it.

There are even thousands of dragons nesting inside, and the storms are endless.

Even if you want to cross the Nine Transformations of the Golden Core, you will have to encounter all kinds of dangers, and it is very possible to be buried in it.

Even the giant of the Yuan Shen who combines the 'Great Alchemy' and 'Nine Transformations of Gold', combines the ten magical powers into one, and passes through the three sacrifices of the Yuan Shen, one of which is extremely yin and extremely yang, can't say that he can safely cross the ocean.

If these two people existed like that, all they had to do was take a look at themselves across thousands of mountains and rivers, and their souls would be gone and they would die without a sound.

Why bother to come and tangle with yourself in person?

So, she knew it very well.

The reason why the two people from the Impermanence Palace were able to cross the continent before was because they must have the acquiescence and even support of the Impermanence Palace and even Fengdu City.

She knew exactly what this meant.

The Impermanence Palace went to great lengths to send those two people to Nanzhan. It couldn't possibly be for the purpose of traveling around and training their disciples, right?

What she couldn't understand even more was that two such great masters actually escaped without fighting?

It was clear that just a moment ago, he had the intention of killing himself, forcing himself to sacrifice his life in return.

"Is this magical power?"

In the ruined temple, Li Ding and others were so excited that they even forgot that this person was in trouble with them.

Zhang Er, but he has not forgotten it.

"Stars, Stargate."

Seeing Xi Yingqing walking slowly in the night, Zhang Er's face turned gloomy and he felt as if he was dead.

The ‘Pingbo Tower’ under the control of the master of Anping Mansion has few disciples.

Most of the people who are interested in Anping Mansion go to the Lord of the Dingping Mansion next door, the Qunxing Sect.

He has been practicing hard for many years in order to worship the Star Gate in order to learn magical powers, shine on the lintel, and become a saint.

But at this time, the person who wanted to kill him was actually a master of the Star Gate.

How could this not make him despair?

"Senior."

On the other hand, Qiao Qier woke up from a dream and approached An Qisheng with a trembling body.

There was a fierce battle outside before, so he didn't pay attention to An Qisheng.

When he came back to his senses, he realized that this senior was unusually calm. Although he was just sitting in the corner, he felt as if a mountain had collapsed and his expression remained unchanged.

Just looking at him, his mind was inexplicably settled.

Then he took a look at An Qisheng, who was gesticulating in the corner, and was a little confused: "You, what are you doing?"

In a difficult situation with crises outside, An Qisheng was naturally not idle.

The environment he was in at this time was too harsh. For half a day, it was somewhat difficult for this body to speak, but compared with what he had experienced and faced, it was nothing.

"call!"

Raising his hand slightly, An Qisheng exhaled a breath of foul smell: "It's just self-protection."

On the hanging finger, a drop of blood seeped into the dust.

"Um?"

Qiao Qier was slightly startled.

Only then did I realize that a mural in the corner that had been damaged and disfigured had been restored to its original appearance.

It was a red-robed god general with a leopard head and ringed eyes, an iron face and chirped temples, a strange appearance, and even some ferocious appearance.

He holds a whip in one hand and a sword in the other. There is no eye contact, but the endless ferocious aura can be seen.

After just one glance, Qiao Qier's breath couldn't help but stagnate, as if she was distracted by the mural.

"Come to your senses."

An Qisheng scolded lightly, and Qiao Qier came back to her senses in shock. She was frightened in her heart, but she didn't dare to look at the mural again.

"What, what is this?" Qiao Qier was shocked and scared.

"I told you, you don't know. Why bother asking?"

An Qisheng shook his head and didn't say much. He just put a hand on Qiao Qier's shoulder and said, "This is not a good place. Leave quickly."

Temples are ruined on barren hills, and incense is in decline.

No matter what kind of great gods or immortals are enshrined, they are all useless.

He just completed the mural, collected the wisps of incense scattered around, and copied the divine intention of the mural.

It can be regarded as a simple application of the magical power "creation" he obtained.

At best, it's just for bluffing.

To use it against the enemy, not to mention that the Dao Yitu fragment with the magical power of 'creation' is no longer on his body. Even if it is, it is unlikely given his current state.

‘Is it just the Palace of Impermanence?’

An Qisheng's mind was wandering, but there were three brands slowly turning in his heart.

One is white, one is black, and the other is colorless like the light of a sword.

At this time, his soul was exhausted and his aura was weak, but his realm was much higher than these people, so searching for their spiritual imprints was naturally nothing.

But at this time, there was no time to look further.

His mind was clear and he could vaguely smell the breath of crisis.

In his current state, it is really not suitable to stay here for a long time.

"Walk"

Qiao Qier hesitated to speak, but glanced at the door, and Xi Ying, dressed in white, stepped forward.

How to get there?

"I"

Seeing Xi Yingqing stepping towards him, Zhang You opened his mouth to say something, but all he saw was a flash of cold light, and soon he was no longer aware of who was there.

puff!

In the ruined temple, there was blood spread for tens of feet, and the smell was astounding.

Xi Yingqing casually picked up Zhang Er's head and threw it away from the ruined temple: "The grudge is over, Xiaoqing, you can go find yourself in the mountains to practice cultivation!

If you do anything harmful to others again, I will kill you! "

After this incident, she no longer had the intention to delve too deeply into it. It didn't matter if the person was not killed.

Compared to the visitors from the Impermanence Palace, Zhang Er is insignificant.

In fact, not many people care about things like humans killing monsters and ghosts killing people.

Woohoo~

In the cold windy night, the shadow of the fox ghost appeared in a flash, first kowtowed respectfully, then rolled up the man's head and disappeared into the darkness.

"Zhang, Senior Brother Zhang"

Li Ding and others were covered in blood, but they were already dumbfounded. They wanted to say something, but when they opened their mouths, their courage disappeared like a mud cow entering the sea.

Zhang You's martial arts skills are far superior to them, and he is considered a good fighter in nearby counties. He can kill hundreds of enemies with ease on weekdays.

But no matter how good your martial arts is, how can you resist supernatural powers?

At this moment, even Li Ding closed his mouth.

"You can take care of yourself."

Xi Yingqing glanced at Li Ding and others with cold eyes, and with a wave of her hand, a strong wind suddenly emerged, sweeping up several people and the dust in the temple.

He was thrown straight out of the ruined temple.

There was only a muffled sound, and a series of footsteps disappeared into the night.

This series of actions took place in the blink of an eye, making Qiao Qier's eyes go straight and her mouth was so dry that she could not speak.

After a long while, I saw Xi Yingqing sitting cross-legged in the temple, and then I had the courage to say: "Fairy, Fairy, me, us"

Buzz~

Xi Yingqing was sitting cross-legged in the temple, flicking her fingers together, as if she was communicating through the secret method. When she heard the words, she didn't even raise her eyebrows, and said coldly:

"There are many ghosts in the night. You two are old, weak and sick, so please stay here temporarily."

"this"

After taking a look at the dark and lightless night, Qiao Qier looked hesitant.

Of course he didn't want to walk at night, but the scene before really scared him.

"Um?"

An Qisheng seemed to be aware of it. The palm of his hand that was about to wipe off the mural trembled and then lowered.

"Huh~"

As if aware of his thoughts, Xi Yingqing raised her eyebrows slightly, but a yellow talisman floated over and landed on Qiao Qier's chest:

"Hold this talisman and I will protect you for several hours. If you want to leave, please leave quickly."

"Thank you, thank you fairy."

Qiao Qier hurriedly thanked her, and then she breathed a sigh of relief.

I just felt that although this fairy was ruthless, he didn't seem to be a bad person.

With thoughts swirling in his mind, he didn't stay any longer, leaned down, picked An Qisheng up on his back, and walked out of the door.

The night wind was very cold, Qiao Qier shivered, but she still bravely walked into the night.

"I have contacted the master before the war and informed the master with the secret method. However, the rest of the matters are beyond my control."

Qiao Qier walked far away, and Xi Yingqing just put down her palms and slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air, but the backs of the two people seemed to be reflected in her eyes.

"That man seems to have been injured by Pingbo Tower's thunder method."

As early as the moment she entered the temple, she had noticed something strange.

The injuries looked like charcoal, let alone an ordinary person, even she herself might not be able to survive.

People with such injuries are definitely not ordinary people.

But at this time, the incident in Impermanence Palace was lingering in her mind, so she naturally had no intention to care about whether this person was an enemy of Pingbo Tower.

Although Qunxingmen and Pingbo Tower are adjacent to each other, their relationship is not good.

Woohoo~

While Xi Yingqing's mind was spinning, she suddenly heard another shrill ghost cry in the night.

"Huh?! Not good"

Her heart was shocked, and she stared into the distance, only to see will-o'-the-wisps flying among the previously dead mountains.

'ah! ! ! ’

'ah! ! ’

‘Woo! ’

Accompanied by the sharp ghost sounds, ghost figures ran away one after another as if they were desperate.

And further away, a dark curtain that was deeper than the night and rolled like a tide came across like a black curtain that covered the sky and the sun.

In the black mist, two familiar figures, one black and one white, were faintly visible, riding the waves.

Are they here again?

In this case, why did you retreat before?

Since you retreated, why did you come back again?

Xi Yingqing's heart was shocked, and she was confused and confused in her shock and anger.

But before she could speak, a long and tearful roar sounded in the distance:

"The judge seduces the soul!"

"Impermanence demands life!"

boom!

There was just a long roar, like the black mist pouring down from the sky boiling and exploding, and there seemed to be endless ghostly shadows bursting out from it.

They intertwined with each other vertically and horizontally, turning into a magic hand covering the sky before the sound wave fell.

Having crossed thousands of miles into the void, the evil spirit of resentment swept over the mountains, pressing down horizontally. More than ten miles away, the strong wind had actually swept up large amounts of vegetation and dust.

The insects and beasts hiding in the caves of vegetation were wrapped in the black mist and turned into fly ash, and pieces of them collapsed.

Come out with anger and kill fiercely!

"The magical power of the Palace of Impermanence is really terrifying and terrifying."

Xi Yingqing was frightened, but she forced herself to calm down, exhaled a breath of turbid air, and slowly closed her eyes: "Fortunately, I have informed the master."

This magical power is terrifying and frightening, not to mention that she is exhausted and dying after using it now. Even at its peak, without magical power, it is difficult to defeat this magical power.

Let alone escape.

The monks who have condensed the great elixir can cross thousands of miles of ocean with a snap of their fingers, and can lock on to mountains and rivers thousands of miles away with a sweep of their spiritual consciousness. It is impossible to escape.

At this time, seeing the overwhelming supernatural power, closing your eyes and waiting for death is the most honorable way to die.

"Um?!"

Before the ghost howl echoed, from further away, an angry voice came through the air like a sword, extremely angry.

"What kind of monster dares to hurt my disciples!"

Good night, good night