The agency was too clever in its calculations, and it cost Qing Qing her life.
Mengmei, who had lost all her opportunities and was weak, only had time to scream "I surrender, I really surrender." before she was defeated by a flying sword that was as powerful as lightning and was defeated in the night sky. The other flying sword turned into a golden mist.
Sweeping through a volume, picking up omissions and filling in the gaps.
The cold black air within a few feet disappeared, and the billowing dust also disappeared.
Being able to attract three masters of the free realm to join forces to stop the killing, whether intentionally or unintentionally, and one of them is a companion, Mengmei can be regarded as the only one who deserves the wrath of the world, and her death is not unjust.
With just a slight gap, the elm tree sprite got a chance.
The small elm tree with dancing leaves moved towards the previous formation node, and the emerald green light spread rapidly around.
The speed is so fast that it is dizzying.
In the blink of an eye, the barren western slopes were covered with stars, emitting little bits of strange green light everywhere.
Countless roots and grass stems grew wildly from the ground, wrapping around and binding the boulder that was smashed into the rocky slope, making it lose its true color. The elm tree sprites were furious, preventing the other party from using such a sturdy and unreasonable treasure again.
His huge consumption of "inch wood small world" wooden trapping formation is his life-saving means to stay at the bottom of the box.
It is only one word different from "Cun Mu Tian Di".
The power is completely different. He dared to name the trapped formation "Little Heaven and Earth", which shows that he has enough confidence in this formation.
In the palm of Tu Kun's hand, he held a few large transparent fragments of rice grains that exuded cold air. These were left by Meng Mei who pretended to be crazy and acted like a fool. He collected them through his natal flying sword. He and the viewer were once again surrounded by formations, and their expressions did not change at all.
He wouldn't spend much time collecting the flying rocks that were thrown out.
For a moment, it is difficult to recover the released complete form of the boulder, so it is simply used to contain the opponent's energy.
"Fellow Taoist Yushu, you can't hide for a while, so why don't you go with us to the Daolu Academy to collect your guilt and try to get a lighter sentence. Tu knows that all the previous mistakes were caused by Mengmei's troubles. At most, you can be regarded as an accessory.
, keep a useful body, why worry about not being able to use it? The same path can be expected in the future."
Tu Kun put away the fragments, glanced at the dots of green light, and spoke slowly to persuade.
Even if a late-level third-level wood-walking demon spirit doesn't occupy an advantageous position, it still cannot be underestimated if it really fights for its life.
The formation put up by the opponent already possesses certain characteristics of a small world. If this dead place is temporarily removed from the big world of Da'an Dynasty, the suppression on them will be doubled.
"I know that my sins are so serious that I can no longer be tolerated by the Da'an Dynasty. No need to say more, Taoist friends, let's see the real chapter."
The old voice of the elm tree sprite came, with a strong sense of determination.
The pressure suddenly overwhelmed the two of them. Zhang Wenfeng recited scriptures silently, and golden light waves poured out like running water, eliminating the invisible poisonous gas, corrosive magic and other means outside the pressure.
The magical means he used while chanting sutras were accompanied by golden light flushing, which could eliminate the effects of many evil spells and spells.
A ball of light green mist floated above the heads of the two people, and green lines of pattering rain fell downwards.
While nourishing the vitality of two people, it can block the erosion of all evil spirits.
A sword was slashed forward, and with a "chicha" sound, the squeezing restraints were torn apart.
The pressure no longer existed, and Zhang Wenfeng's expression became increasingly cold.
Countless green fireflies shot out from all directions like meteors, dragging out strands of tail flame light in the air, which looked very fast, and contained ripples of light network that fit the incomplete small world here.
Murderous intentions are everywhere and ambushes are lying on all sides.
"I come!"
Tu Kun threw the copper toad in his hand. The reason why the magic weapon is a magic weapon is that it can shrink and grow at will. In the blink of an eye, the copper toad became the size of a millstone, as if it came to life. Its belly was bulging, and its wide mouth opened to swallow clouds of mist. , there is wind and thunder howling.
All the flying green fireflies rushed towards the copper toad hanging in the sky.
"Ding Ding Dong Dong" is as dense as a heavy rain hitting banana leaves.
The bumps on the surface of the copper toad's body are all shining with light, and even if they are covered with layers of light-net green mist, their brilliance is still not obscured.
A few fireflies suddenly turned and shot out, trying to surprise and attack from all angles.
Zhang Wenfengxin waved his sword with a sharp cold light, eliminating the continuous attacks.
"The world is turned upside down, turned around... hmm!"
The voice of the elm tree sprite suddenly sounded surprised. The trapped formation that he had controlled temporarily could not be reversed. This was his carefully prepared back-up move. The one in front was just an appetizer, and the real attack came in the very short moment when the world was turned upside down.
But a loud shout was heard: "Turn over!"
The huge rock embedded in the ground continued to grow in size, breaking free from countless restraints, arching out of the ground and rolling down the mountain with a roar, crushing it.
It's like wild bulls breaking into the alley, meeting each other on a narrow road, and stamping around without reason with their red eyes.
Tu Kun laughed loudly: "Fellow Taoist Yushu, you can't compete with me, but it's still too late to stop now."
He and Zhang Wenfeng had already taken the opportunity to follow the flaw in the formation and flew into the sky. From a high position, they looked down at the entire hillside, which was in disarray and quickly restored to bright spots.
Before the fight, he and the master's flying swords were moved back to their sides.
In terms of rich combat experience, Tu Kun is better at defending, but there are too many elm sprites trapped in it.
For just a short moment, he couldn't find where the elm tree spirit's body was hiding. Of course, he and the viewer simply stayed here, leaving the elm spirit with no way to escape.
After daybreak, the elm tree sprite had nowhere to hide, and there was no need to summon helpers.
The old voice sighed quietly, it turned out that he was not stalking me.
The light on the hillside dimmed and returned to calm. Except for a thin layer of strange wood gas floating on it, nothing abnormal could be seen.
Zhang Wenfeng suddenly asked: "Fellow Taoist Yushu, there is something Zhang doesn't understand, and he would like to ask for advice. It is said that you have caused the destruction of tens of thousands of lives with black magic. Why does Zhang see that you and Mengmei don't have the aura of evil lingering on them?" "
After fighting against the elm sprite several times, he could tell that the opponent was not good at fighting.
In the practice of Taoism, it does not mean that whoever has high cultivation level will have outstanding combat power.
Some monks devote themselves to cultivating a certain aspect of the Tao, but their cultivation ability is only incidental, or they do not like fighting. This is normal.
After a moment of silence, the old voice said: "When I moved with that man from Jingzhou to Nanjiang Prefecture, I promised that man to protect Bai Fengguan. Five hundred years is not difficult for an ancient tree. It is just a deep sleep. On the contrary, it wakes up. After I came here, my ears were not clean... Ding Sanqi was the spiritual creature that the man placed on my body, using my origin to keep him alive.
I believe the two of you can tell that Ding Sanqi did it secretly without telling me about all the arrangements and methods behind it.
After the incident was revealed, I found out that the man had gone to the Duxian Island and had a clone left in the secret room of the Taoist temple. All of this was done to awaken the golden elixir realm clone.
My husband, Yu Wanwan, has lived for more than a thousand years and has seen many ups and downs. I was originally grateful and admired that person, but I have been conflicted and entangled about this matter. Hey, I don’t want to run away anymore, so let’s do it. , it’s good for the dust to fall here. The dead place needs vitality and wood energy. Just treat it as a debt I owe to God and pay it off in one go.”
There is dark green mist released from the mountain slopes.
Forming a trickle, flowing to high places and low places.
The mist spreads like water, bypassing the boulders at the foot of the mountain, and continues to spread towards the dry creek valley.
Tu Kun was startled and hurriedly asked the avatar master to fly away to the northwest direction away from here. An old elm tree that was more than a thousand years old was no longer alive. He wanted to use his kung fu to return his cultivation to the world. He couldn't stop it.
I can only watch helplessly.
"It's better to die than to live. Why are you so hard to think about, Fellow Daoist Yu? It's that person who did the wrong thing... By the way, where did that person's clone go? Fellow Daoist Yu, do you still want to cover up for him?"
Tu Kun thought of Xuan Mu back then. He and Yu Wanwan had an elder brother who would not pay for the death of the demon.
He couldn't help but feel sympathy for Yu Wanwan in his heart. He could feel the helpless hatred. He was luckier than Yu Wanwan because the cheater Xuanmu didn't trick him all the way. He sincerely persuaded him and inquired about the whereabouts of that hateful guy.
"Ding Sanqi has a secret technique that can separate three bodies, so he doesn't seem to be very strong. As for where the other two went, I don't know very well. One of them is carrying a clone... Let each of you take care of your destiny. I don't want to
It will be tiring to get involved in their dirty things again."
Before leaving, the old voice revealed some secrets, filled with undisputed anger.
You can imagine the frustration if a good Taoist practice turns into a crooked way.
The wood energy flowing on the hillside formed a sweeping force and spread in all directions.
Zhang Wenfeng and Tu Kun were relieved after hearing this. No wonder it was extremely difficult to track. It turned out that Ding Sanqi escaped in three directions, distracting the attention of many experts.
Perhaps letting the elm tree spirit stay at the place where Baihuling died and deliberately expose its whereabouts was part of Ding Sanqi's plan.
In order to complete the golden cicada's plan to escape.
Zhang Wenfeng saw that Yu Wanwan was determined to die, and he admired Yu Wanwan's profound enlightenment. He took out three sticks of incense sticks from the storage space, lit them in a flash, and recited "The Sutra of the Supreme Being to Rescue the Suffering" in his mouth, and saw off the elm tree sprite.
How joyful is life, and how painful is death.
Only innocence is left in the world.
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