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604,Rule

Astringent stomach.

The machine puppet like Yanshi also folded into a box garden, turning into a long box.

Tu Shanjun secretly thought it was a pity.

The mechanism is very labor-saving, and although the method is weaker than the original one, it is much better than that red-haired brat.

He watched helplessly as the two rays of light disappeared.

The red fire is like a meteor falling from the sky, and the swan is like an eagle flying high.

On the other hand, Taiyi Zhenjun, who was wearing a mask, returned to the formation, put his heavy sword on the stone platform beside him, sat down and silently recited the Taoist scriptures, and seemed to have no intention of fighting with them.

"Just let them go?"

"Your Majesty asked us to stop the supporting monks, so there is no need to cause trouble." Taiyi laughed.

"What a pity."

"Furthermore, if we really kill them, they will definitely be hated by the Huoyun Sect and Hongluan Sect, and our sect will be exposed. Not to mention these two external sects, I am afraid that the forces within Xingluo will carefully investigate.

." To put it bluntly, Taiyi still doesn't want to expose Tushanjun, otherwise once the legal domain is opened, Tushanjun's strength can quickly kill a Nascent Soul.

"cut."

"Deceiving yourself."

"Don't think that wearing a black iron mask and a long robe can cover you. The Yuanying monk takes action, and every move is equivalent to announcing his own family. When they react and investigate carefully, none of these ten families can hide.

In the past, if we didn’t work hard, we definitely wouldn’t have had these things.”

The red-haired ghost squatting on Taiyi's shoulder sneered.

In his opinion, they are already about to fight, so why hide it? It is time to go all out to end the chaos. Kill one of them when they come, kill both of them when they come, and completely destroy the opponent's Nascent Soul combat power. In this way,

That's good.

This kind of thing of wearing a mask to block people is tantamount to taking off your pants and farting.

Taiyi was neither angry nor annoyed, and said with a smile: "Even if everyone knows that they are going to fight, they can't completely break up the battle. It's hard to sheath a sword. As a monk, how can you still be able to stand up to the situation?"

"We will not be held up, and His Holiness will certainly not be held up."

"Fighting and joining are all in one thought, and in this circle of 'interests', you need to go through it all."

"Don't talk about whether you are sure of victory or not. Even if you win a big victory, you still have to whitewash it. Junior brother, your face is too white, so it must be painted lead red."

Taiyi simply explained and told the inside story. As a large sect participating in Xingluo, many things cannot be solved by fighting and killing.

If you tear off the soul flag when you see someone you don't like, you will always become someone else's enemy.

Once the real fire is unleashed, even if the opponent wants to change his mind, he will be held back by the situation and will have no choice but to fight to the end.

After all, Taiyi Sect is not next to Huoyun Sect or Hongluan Sect, and there are Jiaolong Clan guarding the door for them. If they beat themselves to death just for a promise made by the Venerable, they don't take their own lives seriously.

Son.

"The resources have not arrived, the population has not arrived, and we don't know whether we can win the core battle. If we go too extreme, we will make people angry." Taiyi said.

At the same time, he lowered his eyelids slightly to block the light that flashed in his eyes.

If Taiyi wasn't worried about the contract that was captured by an unknown entity, Taiyi would even want to let go of the magic circle.

Let the Fire Cloud Sect's support go deep into the hinterland of the ruins to support Lord Burning Heaven, so that the ancestor of the Jiaolong Clan can be forced to death.

Even if you look at it, it is said that the life of the ancestor of the Dragon Clan is approaching, and the lifespan of the Venerable is not comparable to that of the True Lord. The end of his life does not mean that he will die. The Venerable's strength will crush the Yuanying. When he is about to die, he may give a blow to the surrounding sects.

They all came hard at once.

The evil spirit of the Ghost Sea has subsided, the land is vast and sparsely populated, and it is close to the six regions of the East China Sea. Maybe he will be the first to bear the brunt.

The Dragon Clan wants to suppress the expansion of the Sea of ​​Ghost Souls, and the Taiyi Sect also wants the ancestor of the Dragon Clan to die early, lest the other party become an obstacle to the sect's growth in the future.

Unfortunately, it is not easy to operate under the contract.

Especially if you don't know the strength and layout of Venerable Fentian, if you rashly put people in and disrupt Venerable Chuiyun's plan, the vested interests will disappear, and you may even be held responsible.

Tu Shanjun nodded helplessly.

If he has some talent in cultivation, especially in enlightenment, he has a bit more perspective due to his knowledge in his previous life, but when it comes to this kind of 'law of the operation of things', he seems to be stretched thin.

Sometimes manpower is exhausted, so you can't blame him.

If you can't cover everything, you won't be able to focus on spiritual practice and cultivating all kinds of immortal arts.

Being able to figure things out now is a huge improvement. At least you can take the lead in taking precautions when doing anything, so as not to be tricked at any time.

Immediately, the high-pitched voice that had just been raised was suppressed again.

After thinking about it, I decided to forget it, quite suddenly,

Did not continue to speak.

It is the habit of big sects to care about both face and dignity. No, it is not just the big sects, but also those with some influence. There is no need to say anything about it.

As for what he will do, it has nothing to do with others.

And now that Taiyi, the experienced 'old' Dinghai Shenzhen, Tushanjun can completely abandon his 'brains' and concentrate on practicing, just waiting for Taiyi to make all arrangements.

Because, he believes it.

What Taiyi made was the most correct decision.

He just has to execute!



Chi Huo twitched his nose, and the coldness in his eyes was as cold as ice. Under such a cold look, he was deeply afraid: "Who is that? He is so powerful."

He touched his cheek. The wound left by the sword energy had already stopped bleeding, but it still hurt slightly, as if to remind him.

"Help me, use your fire power to help me get rid of this remaining spiritual power."

The golden-paper-faced True Lord Honghu gritted his teeth and tore open the robe on his chest. A light black palm print exuded a faint yin energy.

Chi Huo gathered mana without hesitation.

Now the two of them are like grasshoppers on the same rope. Both of them have been defeated by others. If they can help, they will naturally help. The pure mysterious fire mana gathers into aura and covers the black palm print.

Just a moment.

Chi Huo jumped away quickly as if he had been stung.

There was a look of horror in his eyes: "There is true meaning here, and I feel an indescribable evil spirit from it, as black as ink. This is definitely not something that a monk in the early stage of Nascent Soul can create."

"Of course I know!"

"Is there any way to untie it?" Fine beads of sweat gushed out, gathered into large beads and flowed down the temples.

The power left in this palm is too weird, like a poisonous snake coiled in the heart, and the spiritual power it exudes consumes his magic power, so that the gathered methods to protect the heart are useless at all, and instead become the poisonous snake's

nourishment.

Only the pills and Nascent Soul that I have taken temporarily can resist the erosion of Yin evil. If it is not removed as soon as possible, it will become a stubborn disease that goes deep into the bone marrow.

Honghu has been practicing for so many years and has seen some ghost cultivators using similar spells, but none of them are as heavy as this palm.

"Can you still hold on?"

"With spiritual treasures protecting you and elixirs nourishing you, at least you won't die."

"That's good."

"I'll take you to find my senior brother." Chi Huo picked up the swan, and Huo Yuncheng Dun quickly rushed to Dushan Mansion in Hongshan.

Even if there was no such thing as Honghu, he would still rush there. With his strength, it would be really difficult to break through the formation. The main task would be to go back and mobilize the army, and then find all the brothers and sisters who came.



"Senior brother, something serious is going on."

"I already know." The old man sitting in Dushan Mansion stood in the main hall and gave orders. However, in an instant, the spiritual talismans burned out, and the team of monks who had already arranged it and seemed to have stopped seemed to be restarted.

The ferocious beast 'machines' and 'gears' are linked together, and the giant ship flies across the sky.

Blooming with soaring pressure.

Those are all Yuanying monks.

It is impossible for all the eleven Nascent Soul True Lords of the Fire Cloud Sect to come to Hongshan, and half of them are stationed in the sect's important locations. If it had not been about the Venerable, so many true Lords would not have come to Hongshan this time.

Counting him and Chi Huo, there are a total of six brothers from the same sect, plus the three Nascent Souls of the Hongluan Sect, as well as other forces affiliated with the Fire Cloud Sect, as well as the monks summoned by the corresponding venerable, here in Hongshan

There are at least ten Yuan Yings and True Lords not far from Hongshan...nearly twenty.

With such a strong strength, he is not shy in the face of the Venerable. A large formation composed of monks from all over the organization can even form a siege from the outside to the inside. No matter which side of the monks they are, they will be crushed under such a huge force.

, regardless of whether the opponent is a Daizhenjun in the early stage or in the late stage or above.

"Senior brother, please help see fellow Taoist Honghu."

The old man took Honghu and saw the black palm prints on his chest. The gray breath entwined into smoke, constantly eroding Honghu's mana and Nascent Soul.

"Yin Lei!"

"Yin Lei?" Chi Huo exclaimed.

"What a fuss, there are so many monks in this world who can cultivate Yin Lei."

"But to be able to use Yin Lei so superbly, the person who did it must not be an ordinary person. I can't say it is an old ghost." The old man's palms turned into claws, electric light flashed, and the white light exploded like a flame.

"The organ of the five elements is kidney water. Those who are successful in spiritual practice can use it to refine water zang thunder, which invades people's bone marrow and cuts people's spiritual energy. Whether they are Yin gods or Yang gods, they all avoid Yin thunder. This

The thing is like sewage, if someone with insufficient cultivation is splashed with a palm, he will be injured."

The old man's palm shook violently, forcefully shaking out the evil energy.

And those strands of gray mist wrapped around his palms.

"What a powerful sincerity!"

Chi Huo's senior brother sighed: "You were able to escape with your lives probably because the other party didn't try their best."

"ah?!"

Chi Huo shouted in surprise.

"Is that person acting as if he is in the early stage of Nascent Soul?"

"It's not difficult to hide your cultivation."

"Is this old monster really playing tricks on us?" Chihuo and Honghu looked at each other.

Honghu cupped his hands in thanks and said, "Thank you, Senior Kuiye."

The old man waved his hand, indicating that he didn't need to be so polite.

Then, he snorted coldly: "They are just hiding their heads and showing their tails. They don't dare to attack with all their strength because they are worried about our ancestors."

"Silently tearing away the outer formation, thinking we have no means of resistance, what a dream!"

"To be able to hold up the formation so quickly, they must all be Nascent Soul monks, and they don't have the training of large armies and giant ships. I want to see how long these rootless duckweeds can hold on."

"Don't provoke that person first, find another place."

Having said that, True Lord Kuiye still didn't want to confront the monk who used Yin Lei. Since the other party had spared his hand, he should give him some face.

Moreover, if you have a bad brain, you have to chew hard bones.

That palm,

Maybe the other party deliberately showed it to them.

Their purpose was to break through the formation and support the Venerable, not to get into a stalemate with others.


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