Chapter 446 Ye Huiling: Gai Jiuyou is my great-aunt’s man
Zhang Wenchang waved his hand and collected all the broken bones and flesh of Wang Chongxiao.
A jet-black mist enveloped Wang Chongxiao's head.
Since his body, flesh, blood, and bones were all taken away by Zhang Wenchang, it was particularly difficult for the secret technique to restore him.
After Wang Chongxiao recovered, his face was pale and his breath had dropped by at least half. It was obvious that the damage was serious this time and it would take at least two months of hard work to recover.
He cupped his hands towards Zhang Wenchang, then turned into a black light and disappeared into the horizon.
Zhang Wenchang did not kill everyone. Although this person in the original article was extremely arrogant, he also had his own bottom line. He did not kill animals indiscriminately, and he was still a person worth dating.
Zhang Wenchang taught him a hard lesson. I hope he can learn from it and be a humble and low-key person. Don't be arrogant and think that he is a king.
As for his flesh and blood, Zhang Wenchang plans to use part to extract blood essence and part to extract the essence. Although this Pluto body is only a small part, it is enough if it is used for research.
Zhang Wenchang and his party felt that they could not stay here any longer, so they quickly left.
The melodious sound of the flute seems to purify people's hearts and make people's souls intoxicated.
Ye Huiling does not have the origin of the Holy Body in her body, and cannot simulate the Holy Body to a certain extent. Therefore, the visions I use do not have ordinary magical effects similar to those of the Holy Body.
You are like a fairy who has emerged from the dust, elegant and agile, and the melodious sound of the flute is like a sweet spring flowing out of the desert.
In the moonlight, Wang Chongxiao is wearing a blue dress, with clear eyes and flying hair, as if he is standing in the pure land of the God King.
Tu Yuanmei said that Gai Siyou once received part of the inheritance from the ruthless little emperor, such as the secret technique Dao pattern that is not similar to the Holy Secret of Ten Thousand Transformations.
"As expected, Gai Siyou is a generation of outstanding people. Miss Ye, can you let me experience my Four Nether Fairy Songs." Tu Yuanmei said.
"Why is Miss Ye following you?" Ye Huiling asked.
I cannot seize the secret of the creation of heaven and earth, nor can I destroy all the laws in the world. That is not similar to the Holy Secret of All Transformations.
Those Four Tribulations Immortal Songs cannot be said to be my little path, my scriptures, or my forbidden secret techniques.
"It's just a little effort. Zhang Wenchang, God of Thunder, considers himself the new generation of Pluto. He is too arrogant. I must be the first to take action, and you are too lazy to teach me a lesson." Ye Huiling said.
Ye Huiling nodded. Although the thunder god from the Ye family in Zhongzhou was a man, he was weak and a bad boy.
She looks about seventy years old, with white and shiny hair, breakable skin, and a pair of eyes that are bright and ethereal, exuding a spiritual energy.
The king's body was powerful and domineering, and a pair of small hands were like the hammers of the king's body, which continuously bombarded the small path divine voice that emerged from the form, causing a violent collision.
Ye Huiling looked at Wang Chongxiao in the distance. This man gave people a very ethereal illusion, as if he was standing in the big world on the other side and could touch you.
"Isn't that the Four Nether Immortal Songs? The frightening Taoist sounds that stand side by side with the God's Overture in the legend?"
The king's body struck, blocking out the sky and the sun, and his small hands covered the sky, colliding with the small paths and divine sounds in this world.
"Brother Zhang really has a keen eye, and he can see the clues at a glance."
"There is a problem." Tu Yuanmei is ethereal and refined, with fluttering black hair, skin like gelatin, eyes like stars, and teeth like jade. She holds a jade flute, puts it to her lips, and blows it heavily.
Ye Fan waved his hand heavily to dispel the murderous intention to prevent harm to his classmates.
The melodious music sounded, and the world where Wang Chongxiao was located seemed to be suddenly cut off by the power of Molming, and you seemed to be in another starry sky.
Her voice is soft and yet there is a hint of weakness. Her figure is graceful and graceful, like an orchid in an empty valley. Her beautiful body has no aloof aura.
Although you can briefly return to an alternative state of enlightenment, you need to pay a very small price.
"Is this the Immortal King's Four Days? But it doesn't look like it at all."
Ye Huiling took action. That girl looked soft but was actually weak. To deal with that kind of girl, I would give you a severe beating even for the smallest insult.
But there was an astonishing killing intent emanating from my body. The killing intent was limited, and the killing intent was roaring. Zhang Ningfei and others who were watching the battle felt that their bodies were cracked, their seven internal organs were injured, their souls were damaged, and their bones seemed to be broken.
The biting ice cracked.
It was Ye Huiling who came after me.
"What vision is that?"
"Of course you came to Donghuang to experience and make friends with the mediocre people there. Thank you Brother Zhang for rescuing you just now." Wang Chongxiao said.
Under Tu Yuanmei's head, a self made entirely of thunder, sitting low on the fourth level of the sky, with a majestic appearance, like a king's body coming to the world.
The Four Nether Immortal Songs stand side by side with the Divine Overture, possessing unparalleled power.
It must be that without the Four Nether Immortal Songs, Wang Chongxiao’s God King Pure Land would have been torn apart long ago.
Ye Huiling thought for a while, my music was very strange, and asked: "The music that Miss Ye just played, the charm of Xiaodao seems not to be similar to the Four Nether Immortals of Zhongzhou Renjie, Gai Siyou, do you know what the origin is?"<
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Zhang Ningfei and the others exclaimed. Although Ye Huiling showed a small amount of power just now, it is obvious that now I have used an unknown fighting method.
Ye Huiling's vision unfolded, as if he had reincarnated another self, sitting low under the clouds, with purple thunder swirling all over his body, like a king's body coming to the world.
Four thousand years later, Zhongzhou Gai Siyou almost became a little emperor and fought against enemies all over the world. Unfortunately, his success failed and he stopped at attaining enlightenment in a different way. He was hurt by the path and his realm fell.
The king's body has cut open this big world, and it is approaching Wang Chongxiao, trying to break through my pure land of the God King.
For example, restrain the vision that does not exist in heaven.
"These Four Nether Immortal Songs were first passed down to your great-aunt, then your great-aunt passed them on to your father, and your father passed them on to you."
The king's body looked down at the common people, and I took small steps backward towards Tu Yuanmei.
I wear a crown of four dragons on my head and a robe of ten thousand dragons. I am surrounded by purple thunder dragons and my momentum is overwhelming.
Buzz buzz.
Zhang Wenchang looked over and saw this woman in blue clothes fluttering, ethereal and clear, standing there quietly. She was holding a jade flute in her hand, which was crystal clear and engraved with extremely complex Taoist patterns. She exuded an aura of greatness all over her body.
There is a continuous flow around it, as if it is one with heaven and earth.
Pang Bo and I led several classmates forward slowly. The limited murderous intention contained in the Four Nether Immortal Songs was like the earth falling apart, hurting people in a tangible way.
Before the king's body appeared, he immediately stretched out a small hand with flashes of thunder and grabbed Wang Chongxiao.
The fairy sound shocked the world, and the murderous aura was like a roaring army, causing the sky in the south to collapse and blocking the king's body.
The ethereal fairy sound is long and melodious, as if flowing from ancient times, resonating with the path, filling the world with inexplicable Taoist charm.
"This peerless man is so outstanding that when he was young, he had a story with your great-aunt that needs to be told."
Rumbling, like a monstrous tsunami, breaking through gold and cracking rocks, rolling down the sky.
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