The beggar spirit attached to Mu Yigui stretched his body, yawned and rubbed his face to get ready for sleep.
"Senior, senior, please give me a helping hand first."
Mu Yigui's martial arts soul looked eager and shouted loudly in the depths of Zi Mansion.
"Young man, after using my power to break this innate aura, can you find what you lost?"
"What did I lose?"
"Dignity, confidence, and your beloved hair!"
"I……"
"Young man, what do you want to prove, what do you need to prove, don't you think you are okay?
Those who learn from me will live, and those who resemble me will die.
Borrowing the soul is not about borrowing the power of others, it is just about exploring another possibility for you."
"Another possibility?"
"Wu Yigui, you are naturally handsome and handsome, but you also suffer from hair loss. You are knowledgeable but not skilled but want to find a new way. Now you are unwilling to fall. You are a promising talent.
I am not helping you today, I am letting you see your possibilities!"
The beggar spirit pointed at Xu Juezi, who was a hundred meters away, making the latter's heart skip a beat.
"Pretty boy, blow some air to heat up the atmosphere."
Xu Juezi couldn't help but move the body-breaking Gangqi wind style, blowing the disheveled hair of Beggar Da Ling and Mu Yigui.
The Great Beggar Spirit holds the sky with both hands in the wind, and the inner energy it emits can trigger the celestial phenomena. Dark clouds cover the sun, the sky is dim and the earth is dark, and the grass and trees in the surrounding fields are frightened.
A beam of self-centered spiritual light shines on the beggar Great Spirit and Mu Yigui.
"Flying dragons in the sky, divine dragons wagging their tails, black dragons stealing hearts, two dragons going out to sea, seeing dragons in the fields, flying dragons and phoenixes dancing, subduing tigers and subduing dragons, shrinking dragons into inches, mixed dragons and snakes, descendants of dragons, dragons and phoenixes showing auspiciousness, the spirit of dragons and horses, looking forward to their husbands
Jackie Chan...call it a day!"
Seventeen afterimages with different moves are dancing together with their palms.
The beggar spirit controlled Mu Yigui's body and placed his palms on his waist.
The flash of light that destroys all things brews and grows where the palms are connected.
"The eighteenth move of the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms will regret killing the dragon."
The roar of the dragon that resonated with the heaven and the earth created a fierce wind. The roar of the dragon penetrated a distance of ten kilometers and hit the snowy mountains of Gangqi condensed by tens of thousands of Yin demon puppets. I saw only ice dust flying randomly and boiling.
Tang poured snow, and the Gangqi Snow, which was more than ten kilometers thick, collapsed under the attack of this palm. The frightened Yin Demon puppets collapsed and fell one after another amidst the wild dragon roars that filled the world.
But when this palm technique was used halfway, the beggar spirit put down his palms and rode away in the wind while singing a free and unrestrained song.
"Throwing myself into the fire of fate, laughing and letting the breeze wash away my madness, searching for myself and my true love, seeing where I stop as my hometown... Singing happily, who is the highest and strongest, who am I, never caring whether the secular world appreciates it or not."
The dragon's roar gradually passed away, but the Gangqi Snow Mountain was only half dissolved.
Everyone's eyes were focused on Mu Yiqi, who lowered his head and lowered his hands. They were shocked and disappointed.
A strong wind suddenly rose, and a red sandalwood-colored True Nature Heavenly Guide shone brightly in the dim sky and earth.
"The world unfolds and all aspects are unified!"
The dreamlike original shadow of the self-nature world combined with the red sandalwood-colored fragments of the true nature of Mu Yigui, and finally turned into a shadow that resembled a beggar spirit and fell on Mu Yigui.
Only this time, the shadow's face was exactly the same as Mu Yigui's original face.
"The eighteenth move of the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms will regret killing the dragon!"
The dragon roars again!
The destructive force of the palm wind blew the Yin Demon Snow Mountain out of shape. A hollow as big as a hill appeared at the point where the strong wind hit. At the end of the hollow, a bright yellow light could be vaguely seen!
Without hesitation, Ji Shen pulled Liang De and the others and flew toward the hole in the Gangqi Snow Mountain as fast as they could chase the stars and the moon.
Deep in the Gangqi Snow Mountain, three Yin Demon puppets with different auras jumped up, but were stopped by Lei Donglan, Lin Baolong and a handsome young man.
Liang De stood on Ji Shen's back and passed by the delicate young man.
"Who are you, handsome man?"
Shan Futian tied up his long hair like seaweed and faced the evil puppet in front of him who was as imposing as an iron lion.
"Senior Youhui, you still don't understand.
When steel is poured into iron, it's just the surface. If it can be like steel and iron, why can't it be like clouds and fog?"
Shan Futian turned into a piece of copper-colored air and instantly swallowed up the evil puppet of Shen Youhui, who had won 24 consecutive games in ten battles and ten finals.
In the terrifying heat of a furnace, the black eyeballs and red skin of the demon puppet gradually fell off, revealing the petite woman with a jade-like face beneath the ugly skin.
Shen Youhui looked at her palms that quickly disintegrated into ashes and murmured to herself:
"Master Dong, if you give me a little more time, I can understand it myself.
Junior, thank you."
Shen Youhui smiled, then turned into a burst of copper-colored breeze and left this world completely.
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Lin Baolong's three iron shields withstood the Yin Demon puppet Shi Kaozhe's mixed infantry and tank force.
Lei Donglan's fist shadow is like a flame, blocking the Yin Demon puppet who transformed into countless slime molds with his natural power.
Ji Shen carried Liang De on his back and flew forward quickly, slashing out thousands of energy strips with the strange-shaped long knife in his hand, destroying and knocking down countless evil demon puppets with wings on their backs.
The bright yellow and dark purple ball of light is right in front of you.
Liang De stood on Ji Shen's back, summoning the gray-black True Nature Heavenly Yin with dragon-like scales, and a high-speed rotating life revolving lantern hung above his head.
"leave me alone."
Liang De tapped one foot on Ji Shen's back and flew ten meters away in a flash.
The carousel of life on the top flashes suddenly.
This moment, which is only once in this life, is solidified in the light.
Thousands of Yin Demon puppets were stagnant in the air, and every particle of their souls and bodies stopped at their current position.
This is an immediate death judgment for all individuals who need particle movement to maintain life activities.
When Liang De turned off the lights, two-thirds of the evil puppets fell from the sky, their gray bodies completely lifeless.
After turning off the lights, Liang De stepped on the evil puppet that had not yet landed in the air and ran forward.
His Kaiyuan unfolded form can only last for 1 minute when fully operational, but 1 minute can be broken down into countless moments. Isn't a long life made up of countless moments?
Under the control of milliseconds of time awareness, life is a whirlwind of light, yin and yang.
Turn the lights on, turn off the lights, spin, jump, turn the lights on again, turn the lights off again.
Stagnation, start, stagnation, start, stagnation, start... Liang De is like a stand-alone player who can pause the game at any time, moving forward rapidly in the gap between the world's solidification and recovery.
Large areas of evil puppets died and fell, as if a rain of death fell from the sky.
Under the lamp, Liang De turned into a strong wind and crossed a distance of ten kilometers at the fastest speed.
The bright yellow ball of light enveloping the Demonic Sword Spirit has entered within 5 kilometers.
Liang De's soul was shocked, and a quarter of an ancient bookmark appeared in the air.
In the outer world of the Sword Immortal Ruins, another quarter of a bookmark emerged from Yuan Tianren's martial arts spirit.
The two bookmark fragments merged into one across the world.
"A solitary cloud and a crane travel together, and thousands of scriptures form a single leaf boat."
The regular calligraphy on the simple bookmark shines brightly.
The seven figures of Yuan Tianren, Chang Duanxuan, Zhao Tianji, Dong Tianbao, Mo Feisheng, Jiang Chi, and Nan Buyi appeared in the inner world, very close to the demon sword spirit.
The dark purple evil skeleton sword sneered.
I saw purple lightning sweeping around, thunder roaring, and ten giants of red, black and black standing in front of the demon sword spirit.
Ten red and black faceless giants stand tall on the ground, and a terrifying amount of extraordinary power leaks out from the giants' bodies. They are clearly ten Yin Demon puppets with red tribulations in power!