Museum of Demons

Chapter 130 Taipingdao: I report that there are twenty or five young men in the Yellow Turban Warrio

Accompanied by that ray of thunder, the Taipingdao monks came out together.

The members of the Wei Ming Sect had originally planned to lure them into action, and the Taiping Dao cultivators were not able to take advantage of the hand-to-hand combat. Wei Yuan stepped out of the car with his sword in hand, and saw that everyone around them had already surrendered their hands.

The Wei Ming Sect is a branch of Zheng, who can open altars on weekdays and seal incantations in talismans.

With preparation, it can be said that it is an opponent that all practitioners are unwilling to face.

For example, in front of him, the talismans were thrown out one after another as if they didn't want money.

Forbidden Qi, Thunder Curse, and even exorcising ghosts.

There is hardly any talisman family that can compare with Zhengyi in terms of comprehensiveness.

The talismans and talismans circled around the bodies of several Weiming Zongdao personalities, turning into streamers and flying out at every turn.

With the blessing of a series of talismans, people who were originally powerful will also become weak due to the lock of internal qi and entanglement of yin qi. Some people with advanced spells, if they don't follow the right path, can even make martial arts masters fall to the ground and be killed. His own weight crushed him to death.

He Yangwen, who looked indifferent, stepped forward, with the five fingers of his right hand slightly spread, pressing on a man's chest.

Dull and violent.

The man's face turned pale, and he was thrown away by the lightning from the palm.

If the Shenxiao Wulei method does not practice the altar, it must accumulate five qi in advance, use the five qi to transform the five thunder, and shoot it with one palm, it is the palm thunder method. Palm Jue, from the current point of view, He Yangwen is from the lineage who majored in Inner Alchemy Zhang Jue, and is very good at Palm Thunder.

Lei Fa is upright.

Ordinary ghosts and the like are bound to collapse under one palm.

Even evil cultivators will be greatly restrained in the face of Lei Fa.

Wei Yuan raised his eyebrows slightly, the palm of the sword remained unmoved, and remained calm, just guarding the side of the vehicle with nine sticks.

Since Tai Ping Dao knew it was a trap, and still drilled into it, it is naturally impossible to have only this method.

Sure enough, after a short fight, a Daoist of Taiping bumped away a cultivator of Wei Ming Sect, and with the wind blowing under his feet, he rushed towards the vehicle with the nine-stalk stick. Lin Li hesitated, glanced at Wei Yuan, Put the metal box on the seat, and then jumped out to fight that Taoist.

As soon as she made a move, she showed extremely profound morality, and she was three points stronger than He Yangwen.

The Maoshan method of the Shangqing sect was once the leader of the Taoist sect.

The mahogany sword in his hand performed a series of swordsmanship, supplemented by Lei Jue, and fought several times. Lin Li stepped on the Yu step, raised his hand to take the talisman, looked solemn, and whispered in his mouth: The sky is clear and the earth is spiritual, the soldiers will follow the orders, and the soldiers will follow the seals , I will follow the order, and I send the order of the Master of the Upper and Lower Maoshan Mountains, and dispatch the divine soldiers to come quickly!

The jade pendant around his waist lit up, giving off a sinister wind, but it also had a majestic meaning.

But there was a sound of drums, like thunder, and a group of soldiers and horses came out of the slanting ground from the sinister wind, and the leader descended on the horses, and led these soldiers and horses to rush towards the Taiping Taoist in front, majestic and very .

This is the authentic way of raising soldiers and horses.

It is completely different from the evil way of raising soldiers and horses before, and it has the background of one school and one school.

Lin Li also had a special task this time, so he was able to dispatch soldiers and horses. This method was also modeled after the soldiers and horses of Heavenly Court. The senior really cultivated these yin generals before his death with his own way, so that he could wait until his death. , can be regarded as leaving a sect as a reliance.

And for a sect, if generations of true cultivators follow the right path to raise soldiers and horses, those yin soldiers and generals will be stronger.

Enough to be the foundation of a sect.

The Taiping Road was retreating steadily, but when it was almost about to be captured and blocked by a magic spell, everyone relaxed their minds a little. The Taoist suddenly pulled out a handful of golden beans with runes engraved on them, and flung them violently. The monks of Taipingdao also did the same, and in an instant, there was an explosion of fighting spirit.

Wei Yuan's eyes fluctuated.

Bean soldiers.

Soldiers wearing ancient battle armor and yellow scarves appeared here in a blink of an eye. Everyone knows that the way of peace is no longer what it used to be. Perform the technique of throwing beans into soldiers.

These are obviously the talisman beans left by the predecessors in the past, and they were thrown out by this group of prodigal Taoists.

But the sky in the distance suddenly darkened, and there were low-pitched thunder sounds that continued to illuminate a large area of ​​the sky. Immediately afterwards, there was a faint sound of shouting and killing, and there was a strong wind. Everyone immediately judged that Zong who should have come to help in time The elders of the sect were probably stopped by the masters of Taiping Dao at all costs.

Wei Yuan instantly understood the plans of Taipingdao. The importance of the nine-jointed stick need not be mentioned too much. Taipingdao's family background is not rich at the moment. This time, he intends to take a gamble with his ancestral property. The big guys don't need to line up to go to the rooftop, it's over on the spot.

Among them, the Scattering Beans and Soldiers performed by the Taoist Taiping who is close to this place is particularly powerful.

Two of them seemed to have the aura of a yellow scarf warrior.

One holds a gun and the other holds a knife.

Everyone shouted angrily, and the weapon in their hands seemed to be stained with boundless blood.

How could that divine general of Yin soldiers of the Qing Dynasty be the opponent of the yellow scarf warriors who can appear in many legends, not to mention that he was summoned by Lin Li, but after a few rounds, he was chopped down by one of the brave generals with his hand. Or be pierced through the throat by a spear.

Lin Li was caught off guard, and because he had few enemies and many enemies, he was repelled. The Taoist looked overjoyed, lowered his body, and ran towards the large vehicle. This time, they could say that they lost their fortunes for the Nine Scepters. These two Fudou was sacrificed by ancient Taiping Dao masters. According to legend, it can recruit yellow scarf warriors who were once transformed by Taiping Dao generals.

One Wulu, one Baijue.

They are all ranked seventy generals.

And it was Zhang Jiao's department, the Jizhou department that had followed behind him, not bandits who took advantage of the chaos and falsely claimed the name of the Yellow Turban.

Although it can never be the real strength of the Age of Gods.

And over the years, Fudou's spirituality has also been passing away, but it is enough in this case.

He saw only one young man next to him, and when he saw Wei Yuan coming forward with a sword, he didn't care. He let the two yellow-turban wrestlers dressed as generals kill him, while he grabbed the metal box himself. Lin Li's face turned pale. After a slight change, he saw the Taipingdao monks in other directions raising their hands to call for amulets. The thunder turned into light and rushed straight to Wei Yuan's back, saying anxiously:

Master Wei, be careful!

Wei Yuan raised his hand, ready to use the Eight-Faced Han Sword to separate the two blood-stained weapons, his pupils turned blue, and instantly mobilized the power of Jinyu Bird, his speed and strength soared, and he raised his hand to block.

Then, he suddenly noticed something strange.

Slightly startled.

It was originally a yellow scarf warrior transformed from the remnants of Taoism, but the weapon in his hand was suddenly deflected.

They almost subconsciously avoided Wei Yuan's vital points.

It's like the experience of fighting.

It's an instinct in life.

Then it brushed against the sides of his shoulders, and the weapons staggered backwards.

There was a bang!

Lin Li raised his head anxiously at first, and looked intently, his complexion slowly froze.

The entire battlefield was silent for a moment.

The black-haired, black-clothed young man carried his sword box on his back, with a peaceful expression on his face. Two yellow-turban wrestlers slashed past him, smashing the thunderbolt that was attacking Wei Yuan. The warrior's shirt moved slightly, like a guardian.

Then the direction changes naturally, one left and one right, and the weapons block the front and rear positions horizontally.

Wei Yuan's thoughts froze, somewhat guessing the reason for this situation.

Then he turned his attention to the Taoist Taiping, who had two weapons, a sword and a gun.

At this distance, he subconsciously raised the gun in his left hand.

The Taoist Taiping was about to hold the metal box, but suddenly felt a chill between his brows. With a click, a gun was already pressed between his brows. He raised his head stiffly, and saw that his two ancient yellow-turban wrestlers had not hurt the young man. Instead, he blocked the attack instead.

And from this hidden angle, he saw that there was still a trace of surprise, forgetfulness, and sense of loss on the young man's face.

That Taoist Taiping's expression froze.

It seemed that he couldn't believe it at all, but the general he summoned with his supernatural power actually ran to the opposite camp.

Not only did not attack, but also defended for the opponent.

He opened his mouth, scanned the situation covertly, and suddenly said:

Are you also a member of my path of peace?!

The faces of Lin Li and the others changed slightly, showing alertness and consternation. Wei Yuan's eyes narrowed slightly, recovering from the disappointment at seeing the natural guardians of the yellow scarf wrestlers. It is related to all the Yellow Turbans, and is absolutely weak on the battlefield, the kind that needs protection.

Then I knew that Taoist Taiping was trying to sow discord. This is a simple speech, but there is no way to refute it when the yellow turban wrestler naturally avoids the offensive, so Wei Yuan held the sword in his hand and said in a flat voice:

You guys are not on the way of peace.

As for the essentials of peace, after all, there is a museum in my home, and I know a little about everything, but I can't say I'm proficient in it...

He paused, thinking of the young Taoist priest with two dimples when he smiled in his distant memory.

The expression on his face softened, and he replied:

I've just met the most powerful Taoist in the world who practices the Way of Peace.

PS: Today's first update, 2,800 words~maintain your schedule...Barely count, right? Lie dead, check in the next day...

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