The power of high-level talisman explosions is extraordinary.
There is a big pit in the forbidden area of the main house, and black air is spreading everywhere.
An Qinghuan originally relied on the forbidden land to control the soul-catching formation to capture people's souls, but he didn't expect a high-level explosion talisman to suddenly explode from above his head.
Fortunately, the restriction above her head blocked most of the power, allowing her to narrowly escape the center of the explosion.
Even so, An Qinghuan was hit hard by the aftermath of the explosion, and his soul was a little unstable.
An Qinghuan's slightly higher cheekbones were covered in black and gray.
hateful!
There is actually a secret helper!
An Qinghuan was angry and fell to the ground in a panic. Holding back the sweet smell of blood in his throat, he quickly used his finger skills to instantly repair the cracks in the formation. At the same time, countless threads rushed towards An Qingli.
Although An Qingli wears a concealment talisman, he still exists physically. Once his whereabouts are revealed, he can be targeted by the soul-stirring formation.
Countless threads rushed towards An Qingli from all directions.
With a "swish" sound, the red lotus bone fan unfolded and hung above An Qingli's head. At the same time, a layer of light curtain was shaken off to protect An Qingli.
Countless filaments wrapped around the light curtain that was shaken off by the bone umbrella, but could not shrink any further.
"High-quality magic weapon!"
An Qinghuan's eyes jumped, knowing that the invisible person was not a simple person.
Before An Qinghuan could think about it, a thin needle penetrated the layers of filaments and went straight to the center of An Qinghuan's eyebrows.
An Qinghuan's soul is powerful, far from being deliberately revealed in the late stage of foundation building. As soon as he senses danger, he immediately turns over to avoid it.
The thin needle missed the target, and immediately turned into a huge hammer and struck hard.
Although An Qinghuan's soul is powerful and his ability to sense and predict is strong, his physical strength is not worth mentioning.
With this hammer blow, An Qinghuan will be left alive and disabled.
An Qingli was wearing a Ruyi Formation, holding a red lotus bone umbrella to help out, injecting spiritual power into the umbrella, locking An Qinghuan, and preparing to suck the essence and blood from her body.
An Qinghuan knew that he had encountered a strong enemy and did not dare to fight anymore. He crushed the Earth Escape Talisman and fled immediately.
The huge hammer followed closely and hit An Qinghuan hard again on his escape route.
"boom!"
The ground is torn apart.
An Qinghuan was forced to show up, and the soul-capturing array was destroyed, so he used the teleportation talisman to escape.
"Come back, let's chase you!"
With a thought in An Qingli's mind, the Ruyi Red Flame Sword turned into a long stick. An Qingli held it with one hand, and the long stick was like a gust of wind, carrying his master An Qingli and disappearing in the An family land in the blink of an eye.
The black energy in the clan's territory was still there, but it also became a little lighter. The trapped Foundation Establishment Elder was freed and fell weakly to the ground.
Just now, they only saw the bright light of high-level talismans exploding, and then the light of fighting skills, an umbrella as red as blood, a giant hammer, and an iron rod like magma.
Especially the giant hammer, it is so powerful. Just hit the ground casually, and it will create a huge deep pit, which is comparable to the power of a high-level explosion talisman.
"Who is helping us secretly?" Someone asked tiredly in the black air. Being trapped by the soul-capturing array, the soul power was reduced, and in a few breaths, it seemed as if he had aged a hundred years.
Some Qi-training disciples who stayed outside the clan's territory saw the formation rupture and rushed over to help, regardless of life or death.
An Qihu took the elixir, crossed his legs and said weakly: "It's that girl from Qingli, she was the one who discovered the clues about the evil thing."
"It's actually the Li girl!" Many people were excited, "When did she come back!"
"It was only a day or two ago." An Qihu was tired, but his words also revealed joy, "This girl saved our Anjia again."
Qi training disciples arrived one after another, each supporting an elder and injecting spiritual power into their bodies.
The ancestor in the late stage of foundation building was getting older and older. After taking the elixir, he leaned on a qi-training disciple, looked at the equally old patriarch and said: "Pass this down, the real An Qinghuan has already encountered something unexpected. This evil thing
The possessed An Qinghuan helped me settle down before, but he also had evil intentions and asked the disciples in the clan to avoid and be vigilant."
The Qi training disciples who arrived suddenly heard about this, and their faces were filled with shock and disbelief.
"It is indeed true." All the foundation-building elders confirmed, "That fake An Qinghuan has practiced evil skills and specializes in absorbing people's soul power. If it hadn't been for the help of Li Yatou, what you see now would be old and shriveled bodies.
's corpse."
The Qi training disciples were shocked.
Within a moment, the idea that An Qinghuan was evil but not a god spread wildly among the An family.
Many people shook their heads in disbelief and took it as a rumor.
How could it be An Qinghuan!
An Qinghuan not only took the lead and helped them deal with the other two families, but also taught the tribesmen how to draw talismans, giving them another ability to save their lives and make money.
It can't be An Qinghuan!
Absolutely not!
Some people don't believe it at all, and some people are half-convinced.
However, after seeing the dark spots on the top of his head, and seeing those slightly dull babies, no one could help but not believe him.
"My son!"
There is a young mother crying with grief and anger, how can she accept that her child, who is supposed to be smart, has become dull and dull.
Especially those children who are obviously sluggish. They originally thought they were born this way, but they didn't think it was a man-made disaster.
The child's father and mother were trembling with hatred and were ready to kill themselves together with An Qinghuan.
Mothers with big bellies are also anxious and uneasy, and they hate the green ring thief in the skin of a good guy!
An Qinghuan, who escaped from his clan, took the teleportation talisman and came to the downtown area of Tianzi City.
The downtown area seems deserted, but there are people hiding in teahouses or wine shops in groups.
The doors of teahouses and restaurants are closed.
An Qinghuan searched with his consciousness and found a crowded place, broke the window and crashed in.
An Qingli, holding an iron rod in his hand, followed closely.
"It came so quickly!"
An Qinghuan stood on the second floor of the wine shop, wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, surrounded by mortals shaking like chaff.
These mortals were enveloped by An Qinghuan's coercion, and each one of them was as obedient as a lamb. They gathered around An Qinghuan honestly and became obedient hostages.
"What do you want?"
An Qingli was protected by the Ruyi Formation, holding a red lotus bone fan, standing on the roof opposite the restaurant like a painting. An Qinghuan's spirit was so powerful that he had to guard against her spiritual attacks.
"Isn't it clear yet?" An Qinghuan, a man dressed as a man, stood among a group of ants, smiled sinisterly, raised his hand, and a black energy appeared in his palm, "Make a vow to let me go, or else."
Xiao Jintan's eyes widened and he said hurriedly: "Qingli, that is corpse energy, and this fake An Qinghuan is an evil thing that refines corpses."
An Qingli frowned.
Refining a corpse?
That's not what the Northern Corpse Demon Sect is good at.
The big demon of the Northern Corpse Demon Sect is possessing An Qinghuan with three spiritual roots. If he is desperate, then the original An Qinghuan has an unknown secret hidden in his body.
An Qinghuan looked at An Qingli with a gloomy look. An Qinghuan had seen the wishful formation on An Qingli before in the secret realm, and he was very impressed.
An Qingli did not agree immediately, and only said: "If I let you go, can you guarantee that you will not hurt these mortals and will not cause trouble to the An family again?"
Fake An Qinghuan curved his lips and smiled: "Killing them will do me no good. If you let me go easily, I will let them go easily."
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