Fu Guo was about to throw out a black gun and set the tripod in one fell swoop!

"What a pity, if you are not careful, you will lose everything!" A real man from Baigu said regretfully. In his heart, he really wanted to see Yuqing embarrassed.

"Shen Cry, quicksink, Yuqing's capital is quite large this time!" The Shangqing Zhenren knew the essence of the Yuqing Sect as if he was very careful. Although he despised him, he could not say much. The external object is also part of the strength of the monk. From a common sense, there is nothing wrong with it.

"Yuqing has a profound foundation, countless treasures, and there are such outstanding people under his sect. Don't be insulted." Canglang said with emotion.

These people are slightly biased towards Xuanyuan, but this bias is far from enough to help. No matter what, Yuqing follows the rules of the world of cultivation on a large scale, and does not bully the small with the big, nor does he use the masses to overwhelm the weak. Therefore, the ending of this sword cultivator breaks into the mountains is destined, and no one can save him.

The real people can see clearly that the casual cultivators do not have that high vision and knowledge. In their opinion, Li Ji, who was in a mess all over his body, failed just because it is reasonable.

"This sword cultivator is crazy, but he doesn't know what he is. How can he have good fruits when he comes to Yuqing Mountain? "

"Even if you can survive this game, you can't survive the next game, why bother!"

"Fellow Daoist Zhu, are you still honored that sword cultivator stepped on your foot?"

The cultivators ripped apart, and someone said strangely:

"Hey, Fu Guo held up his big gun and kept moving. Is he posing?"

Everyone was very surprised. Although the action of raising the gun did not take much time, it only took one breath, for the monk with sharp eyes, this was not a mistake that a fighting master should make.

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On the Venerable Platform, Taoist Fu Guo raised his hand and opened his eyes wide.

The barrier was dissipating, the sun was dazzling, but his eyes were gradually dimming,

"Good sword..." He fell to the sky, and blood gushed from his heart.

Li Ji's face was calm, and he was no longer as crazy as he was shooting swords continuously when he first entered the barrier. Since all this was a game, who could stay out of the matter?

From the beginning, he knew that close to him might be a trap, but he still stepped in without hesitation and asked for a change; there is no way to kill this world? How can he have hope of life without putting himself to death?

Between life and death, one side of one body, one can only make one's life sacrifices to die.

Even though he was mentally prepared, Fu Guo's mutated quicksand space collapse barrier was beyond his expectations. How could such a powerful barrier be instantly released? He must have been prepared for a long time. It was only at this time that he understood the so-called hidden strategy of the Taoist man's semicircle circle. How could such a Taoist with rich fighting experience leave extra actions to show off?

The quicksand barrier is like a dead land, unable to escape, unable to spread, and even following the sword cannot lead him out. The strength of the six consciousnesses cannot help him distinguish. If another person is replaced, there will be no life in ten deaths.

But he is different. From the moment he is close, he locked in Fu Guo early on, which is the final explosion point for all his layouts.

All this comes from that the Sword of Space is only suitable for sneak attacks and is not conducive to strong attacks. If the opponent is prepared, the Sword of Space will also lose its foundation for its existence.

The dazzling sunshine, and the eve of victory couldn't help but relax. The dozens of flying swords that Li Ji deliberately and blindly inspired. All of this made Fu Guo feel the short-lived victory, deepening his mentality of mastering everything at this moment...

Then, Kongyue Kills the Sword...

Mixed among dozens of powerful but unaccurate flying swords, making achievements in one fell swoop. This is the true meaning of the Space Assassination Sword. Bu Lian's swordsmanship experience emphasizes this point.

When Fu Guo was dead, the spiritual weapon could not be supported. He fell to the ground and his body began to spontaneously burn on the Fengshen Platform.

Li Ji waved his sleeves, and the gods cried. The quicksink was supported by his magic power, floating towards the top of the Fengshen Platform; at the same time, he sat on the ground, chanting the heavenly scriptures and celebrating the souls of the dead.

In the practice of Dharma, especially the pure practice lineage, the ancient method inherits the way of military interpretation, which is the end of this life, but looking to the next life is a self-burial method for monks to die after the death of the Tao. No one knows whether they can be reincarnated in the future, but for some persistent and fighting people, it is a good way to destroy their bodies to avoid being ruined by the enemy. It is not impossible for monks with strong and extreme personalities to do it.

Fu Guo killed a lot, and I am afraid that he would die in the wild one day and his body would be eaten by pigs and beasts, so he practiced this method.

Li Ji chanted the scriptures for him, one to show respect, and the other to actually buy time for himself.

Spiritual weapons are precious, but more precious than spiritual weapons is life. If you put the spiritual weapons in front of tens of thousands of monks at this time, what kind of reaction will it cause? Thinking about it with your butt, it is probably not difficult to get the answer, even if the victor has the right to get the spoils.

Li Ji's judgment was very accurate. It was to send spiritual weapons to the top to the top to be generous; to chant the sutras for the deceased were respectful; once these two things were done, the several Yuqing monks who were eager to challenge the stage had to stop. Even if they were anxious, they had to wait for the chanting to end, otherwise even the enemy would know how respectful Fu Guo, but their own people ignored the principle of the dead. If this was said, Yuqing had no place to put his face.

"If this person is not eliminated, it will be a big problem!"

The real person at the host Yuqing looked ashen. He didn't care about this little time. How much time could he recover his magic power? The key is this person's performance. Not only is the sharp battle, but he can better grasp the general trend and not lose his blood. This mind is rare among sword cultivators. In time, I am afraid that another person like Wei Ji will appear?

This Spring Dawn Dharma Assembly was a mess by this person. How many ways do you have to talk about and how many ways do you want to make up for the loss of Yuqing's reputation? Not to mention the death of Yuqing's outstanding disciples.

He must not allow this person to escape from heaven. The host made a secret decision, even if he had to take action himself and was willing to bear the reputation of bullying the small, he would kill this villain in the mountain gate.

The Sutra of Born is the most common practice of Taoist rituals. It only has more than 300 words and will be finished soon. However, at this time, not only Li Ji, the one who recites this sutra, also includes a large number of devout casual cultivators from the Fengshen Tower, and even more than half of the low-level disciples of the Yuqing Sect, thousands of people chant together, and the sound is vast and the sound is thriving through the sky.

This is respect for martyrs.

Li Ji didn't have to worry. After reciting the Sutra of Life, he immediately transferred to Qinghua Edict. This article was long, and it was not enough for thousands of words. This is also a common routine for Taoists to do rituals occasionally. The next article was longer...

I feel ridiculous? No, this is human nature! Even those who care the least about life and death will pretend to be pious at this time, and they will not be able to whip the corpse in private, but they must show kindness, even hypocrisy in public; and they can recite with great force and loud voices...

Faith can be contagious, hypocrisy can be the same, stupidity can be the same; you have to stand in the mainstream, which is why religion can prolong.

Li Ji laughed in his stomach. At this point, the Nine Palace Plate was finally close to completing the connection of the space channel...

When I see Ajiu, I need to talk to him about how to reduce the time to prepare this space. Otherwise, if something happens, I will be so anxious that I am so impatient. Then, where can I find thousands of bulls who sincerely recite scriptures?

He stood up, shook a large ink pen in his hand, and splashed ink on the white jade wall of the second floor of the Fengshentai and said:

"Xuanyuan Li Ji, come here!"

Then, under the surprise gaze of Wan Shuang's eyes, a strange gray-black spiral space passage appeared on the second floor of the Fengshen Platform. Li Ji raised his legs and stepped in, while smiling at the top of the real people.

Everything is so perfect, a perfect counterattack, a perfect slap in the face, a perfect departure...

However, the way of heaven does not allow perfection. The way of heaven only takes nine or nine. The most important thing is that the escaped one!

"He's going to run!"

"Stop him!"

The host's real person reacted with several other Yuqing real persons, but it was too late to do it again...

At this moment, the highest peak of Shuyu Mountain, on Shuyu Peak, a huge, essence, unstoppable spiritual attack was instantly enveloped, and the partition barriers of several real people were broken like paper...

Li Ji had completely entered the passage and was about to move as the passage was closed. He was covered by this spiritual sense. The sword heart puppet on his neck instantly emitted an extremely dazzling light...

Even though the sword heart puppet had 99% of the attacks, the huge difference in realm made the remaining attacks hit Li Ji in the air, destroying all his body, dantian, meridians, bones, and sea of ​​consciousness!

What tens of thousands of casual cultivators saw was a miserable scene of blood mist all over the sky, and then the space channel was closed.

In the sudden and huge pain, Li Ji vaguely heard Ajiu's panic sound.
Chapter completed!