Men will affect my speed of eliminating demons

Xu Guang whispered to Wan Le and Li Yibing, "Follow me."

Wan Le and Li Yibing followed behind Xu Guang and others, and Wan Le was able to see the back of the man.There are obviously many people in front of him, but Wan Le can only notice men.

In this building, Wan Le was wearing a down jacket and felt cold, but the man was only wearing a thin shirt. His hair at the back was long enough to cover his neck. He had a decadent feeling, but his temperament was extremely sharp and cold. Lie, Wan Le stared at the broad back and couldn't help but stare dumbfounded.

The man's walking posture is not so upright and straight, because he is too tall, his shoulders are a little slumped, and he may have to bow his head and bend over every door he passes, so he doesn't want to stand up straight.

His pace is neither fast nor slow, at the limit of Xu Guang's endurance, if he is slower, Xu Guang will urge him, and there will be the sound of chains on his feet when he steps, but there is no heaviness when he lifts his legs, as if that Thick chains do not exist the same.

Wan Le stared at the back of the man. There was always a feeling that the man would turn his head and look at him at any time, but when he walked to the end, more and more people followed him, and the man didn't stop. He didn't even look back, he was immersed in his own world as if he hadn't seen anything.

They walked out of the cell all the way out of the outdoors. The last door opened, and the light shone into the room and shone on the man's face. Wan Le saw the man raised his head slightly and looked at the sky outside. It moved slightly, very subtle, if one didn't look carefully, no one would notice it.The shocking amplitude was more like letting out a sigh of relief.

Wan Le thought: "It's been four years, is this the first time he's seen the sky outside?"

The man took another step and walked out. The people behind him were watching his movements, and when they saw him go out, they all followed him with a sigh of relief. It didn't look like he was a prisoner, but like he was a king. The people who are surrounded by him are the same.Wan Le felt that his thoughts were quite ridiculous, but he was a little inexplicably nervous: "What are you going to do?"

Is it really going to kill the murderer?He is dying?

Wan Le actually felt worried about this man whom he had only seen once, but he was always full of sympathy, and he didn't think it was strange that he had such a disturbed mood.

But the scene that followed made him feel worse than seeing the man die.

The outdoor field is empty, the sky is full of yellow sand, and the grass rustles with the wind. In such a wide and barren situation, people will appear very small.

The man was led on foot to another yard, while the old god and the others had arrived first and were waiting here.

Wan Le followed the team and entered this obviously small courtyard that seemed to have been newly opened up. When he saw the huge Tai Chi Eight Diagrams picture drawn on the platform erected in the center of the courtyard, he suddenly had a bad feeling. rise.

The man's figure didn't hesitate at all, he walked up, while the others stayed below.

Wan Le couldn't help but stare at the man's eyes, those eyes that were especially deep because of his thinness never looked down again.Under the blowing of the yellow sand, his hair was blown, exposing his forehead, and a cold and handsome face was completely revealed. Because Wan Le was far away, the tall man seemed even more distant and unapproachable like a god.

This is a form of torture, Wan Le has already recognized it, and this ritual is called "degradation".

Because of its extreme cruelty and pain, it has not been written in the mainstream orthodox transmission books. When Wan Le was in Changling, he saw this ritual. in the bottom book.

Wan Le has learned a lot of crooked ways by himself, and he is also afraid of this ritual.

"Relegation" was originally a punishment measure for the disciples who betrayed the master. In ancient times, if a disciple escaped down the mountain and was caught, he would form this magic circle to take back all the skills he learned in the master's school and lower his level. his practice.Later, some people also used it on big demons who had a certain level of practice. The principle is similar, and it is very similar to the magic spell to exorcise ghosts.In fact, it is to interrupt the meridian, so that this body can no longer feel the flow of spiritual energy in the body.

The reason for the cruelty is that the recipients will feel inhuman pain during this process, as if they were skin cramps. The pain is because many people can't bear the mediocrity of being downgraded without any ability.

The old fairy said: "Then let's start."

He looked kind, but what he said was frightening.

Wan Le pursed his lips unconsciously, clenched his hands into fists, and his whole body seemed to be exerting strength.At this moment, his sleeve was slightly tugged, Li Yibing came over quietly, and whispered in his ear: "Do you know what this is for?"

Wan Le frowned slightly, unable to hear what she was saying, he lowered his head, Li Yibing could only put his hands together and whispered in his ear, "Why am I so scared?"

Wan Le didn't answer her, but moved her arm lightly, breaking away from her hand.Li Yibing thought that he was afraid of being criticized by Xu Guang, so he let go without thinking too much.

Wan Le raised his head again, but the man didn't look at anyone, and of course he didn't look at him.

The old god sits in charge, and it is doomed that today's ceremony cannot be lifted high and put down gently.It was impossible without pulling off a layer of his skin.

The two elderly priests, two men and one woman whom I met just now, stood around the old fairy, standing at the eyes of the ritual formation. As soon as they raised their hands, everyone felt a breeze blowing on their faces. It was not an ordinary breeze, but a storm that was about to Arrival, the slight ripples before a wave of fierce offensive is about to be produced.It's like a ferocious beast lurking under the water. The beast spit out a bubble lightly under the water, and a small flower popped up on the surface of the water, and the stormy sea will soon come.

Except for the ambiguous smile he showed Wan Le just now, the man didn't have any expression on his face. He seemed not afraid of what was going to happen next, and was even a little bored.

On the raised hands of the four people at the eye of the formation, a pair of ink-like scrolls appeared respectively, which spread upwards high, and a dome spread out above the man's head. The scriptures on the resulting barrier flickered and slowly rotated. The text is speeding up at a speed visible to the naked eye, gradually becoming unclear, and the figure of the man also becomes indisputable in this scripture.

Wan Le vaguely saw the man raise his head, as if he was looking at the scriptures above his head, and soon the power of "downgrading" appeared. If the scriptures had any substance, they beat him one by one, hitting him hard tied up.

Wan Le stood far away from the man. Logically speaking, he shouldn't be able to hear any sound, but he always felt as if there was a muffled hum coming from the stage. When he listened carefully, there was only wind again.

Whip after whip was drawn into his bones, the man staggered a step on the stage, buried his head and knelt down half-kneeled, his arm that was supporting the ground was bulging with veins.

At this moment, some golden powder came out of the man's body, fluttering in the wind. At first, everyone thought it was the mystery of the magic circle, but after a while, everyone began to realize that the Taoist priests in the eyes of the circle followed the golden powder. The fluttering gradually became more difficult.

The old god made another effort, clenched his teeth, and showed his invincible end. At this moment, a phantom of a golden dragon burst out from behind Luo Wenduan and hit the dome!

The phantom of the dragon seemed to be suffering from great pain, and let out bursts of painful dragon chants, biting to smash through the barrier of the dome. The man also buried his head lower and lower along with its pain, and seemed unable to support it.

It was only then that Wan Le realized the intention of calling them here. The association should have found the most confident experts to form the formation, but there was still a possibility of failure, because the opponent was a dragon.

Li Yibing might have been scared again, and moved closer to Wan Le, but Wan Le didn't notice her.

He kept his gaze on the stage, and it was only when he suddenly felt a sore tooth and numbness in his jaw that he realized that he was clenching his teeth too tightly.

The old fairy exerted strength a few times, and his face turned red, but the golden talismans couldn't lock the golden dragon's body, and all of them were broken. Xu Guang looked at it for a long time, and his face became more and more serious.

The several Taoist priests on the front of the formation were also sweating profusely, already exhausted, they looked at each other and exchanged glances.

At this time, the old fairy let go of the crutch with his right hand, threw it aside heavily, put his hands on the dome, and yelled loudly. The sound was deafening, and the roar made Wan Le's eyes burst into gold, and Wan Le's lips were so frightened that he unconsciously He squeezed his lips together, startled in his heart, just from this sound, one can see how profound his skills are.

With this sound, the strength of the golden talisman in the dome was completely incomparable. It was just a thunderbolt, and the golden dragon was instantly locked in its throat and helped the minions. sprinkled on the man's body.

Following this heavy blow, the man passed out on the ground, vomiting a mouthful of black blood.

Wan Le heard that the blood spit out from the heart is black.

The people around him rushed to help the old god and several priests. The three priests were pale and their necks were full of cold sweat. The old god looked innocent, but he let out a tired breath, stretched out his hand, and refused. came to help him.Behind him was a young man wearing glasses, who quickly picked up his crutches and handed them to him with both hands.

Everyone went to take care of the Taoist priest, but no one cared about the real wounded on the stage.

Wan Le couldn't help but wanted to go forward, but was stopped by a masked Taoist priest, who whispered, "Don't go."

Afterwards, Wan Le saw some people going up, picked up the men, and took them back the same way.

Li Yibing found Wan Le, grabbed his arm, and said with a sigh of relief: "It's finally over, it scared me to death."

"He's so handsome," Li Yibing said, "What a pity."

Wan Le didn't know why, but felt that Li Yibing was particularly annoying today, and every word she said made Wan Le angry.

Li Yibing said, "Why don't you speak?"

Wan Le wanted to say, "I find you annoying."

The words were already on his lips, but Xu Guang said to Wan Le and the others: "You guys escort the old god to the car."

Wan Le looked around, feeling a little confused, Xu Guang scolded: "What the hell are you doing? You're in a daze!"

Wan Le was so scolded that he was shocked, so he quickly found an empty seat and acted as a security guard with a magic weapon beside the old fairy.In fact, the murderer has already become like that, so what else can he escort?

Sure enough, it was a safe journey, and there was not even a stumbling stone on the road.

The old fairy got off the ferry, and a plane was waiting at the door.

He turned around, glanced at everyone, and said, "I won't check tomorrow, so tell everyone to leave, thank you for your hard work."

He didn't know if it was an illusion, but he felt that the old fairy glanced at his position, but quickly lost his sight.

Xu Guang said, "Okay."

Afterwards, the old god gave some instructions to the people around him in a low voice, and took the three priests on board the plane.

Although he seemed to be walking easily, Wan Le noticed that on the ground he passed by, the crutch was deeply sunk into the soil, leaving holes half a finger deep.The sound of the rumbling plane flapping its wings sounded, rolling up a piece of yellow sand, and filling up a lot of the earth pits on the ground.

There was also a huge sound of the plane starting inside the plane, and it finally took off, getting farther and farther away from the ground, and a slight sense of weightlessness came, which relieved the hearts of several people on the plane.

The old fairy sat by the window with his eyes closed, and suddenly opened his eyes, coughing violently several times, but did not vomit blood.

Everyone went up to help him, but he stopped.

The old fairy: "Did you see that child?"

Xu Bin, who was wearing glasses, said, "I see."

"Is there a flaw?"

"It doesn't look like I remember it," Xu Bin said cautiously, "I made up the memory, and I went in to check it a few times, and there is no problem."

Old Immortal: "He has been watching Zhengjiu."

"He's a soft-hearted kid," Xu Bin said, "Even if you don't know him, you don't want to suffer. If you are really indifferent, there is a problem."

The old fairy shook his head slightly, not knowing whether he didn't believe it, or thought they were ridiculous.

Xu Bin saw all this in his eyes. He also knew Luo Wenduan for four years. Seeing today's scene, he felt unbearable. After thinking about it, his blood surged up for a while, and he expressed his dissatisfaction in a respectful tone: " Wan Le shouldn't be allowed to see it in the first place, there is no need, once it stimulates him, what will he think of?"

The old god sneered and didn't even look at him.

"What kind of waves can a small shrimp make?" The middle-aged short-haired woman who had been sitting next to her finally spoke, her voice carried the ruthlessness of the superior, "I asked Wan Le to test whether he remembers or not, whether he remembers or not. So what? It won't affect anything."

"Let him come to let Luo Wenduan see that Wan Le is in our hands." The woman said calmly, "Be careful what you want to do."

Xu Bin had nothing to say.

Old Immortal: "He wants to come to Beijing for the exam?"

"Correct."

"Let him come," the old god said leisurely, "you have to let him live, you have to live well, and you can't kill him. As long as he is alive, the murderer will be honest for a day."

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