What?!
The baby, less than a foot of his body, ran out crying and screaming, and the screaming sounded like a demonic sound. Everyone who heard it, the eardrums were tingling.
Not to mention the disciples outside the temple, even Lu Qingting who flashed his sword and assassinated his sword, felt his eyes dark and almost fell to the ground.
"Not like a good person!"
After being slightly surprised, Yang Yu's face was slightly dark, and he exerted force to break through the raging wind and dust, and chased after him. At the same time, a slight light appeared in his eyes, urging Tongyou.
【ulterior motive】
【Fate: The Remaining Page of the Dark Book】
【Fate number: Three purple, Three gold, Three red, Two blue】
【The rest of the dark book (pure purple), paired in front of the mirror (deep purple), spiritual wisdom is born (lavender), possessed ghost ulcer (deep gold), demon nature is born (light gold), do not enter (light gold),
A grudge will be revenge (deep red), a grudge will be a little angry (deep red), a grudge will be hidden (deep red), a lot of knowledge (deep green), neither death nor life (deep green)]
The broken pages of the book?
Being possessed by a ghost?
Double magical powers?
[In pairs against the mirror: Anyone who has left behind a book on the dark side can transform into pairs against the mirror. The shadow it transforms can match the body in a cup of tea]
"The book of the underworld transforms into people?!"
After glanced at his eyes, Yang Yu was shocked and suddenly realized.
No wonder this monster came to the door with great force, but it seemed so vulnerable. However, its magical powers were based on the broken pages of the Nether Book, reflecting the sloppy Taoist!
And he is not a sloppy Taoist!
Therefore, his magical powers failed and he had no martial arts in his body, so he was defeated by him.
boom!
With lightning in his mind, Yang Yu heard a thunder sound, no, the sound of the sword!
"evil creature!"
Mr. Lin Er retorted lightly, but it was even more intense than thunder.
In this moment, his momentum changed tremendously, and in the sense of everyone's sense, it seemed like he had turned from a person into a sword!
The sharp sword!
Dang!
Like pearls falling on jade plates, gold and jade fighting, this is the sound of drawing a sword.
The sound of the sword suddenly rose, and it was a sword light that was so fierce that it was beyond anyone's imagination!
The sword light surging, like a waterfall and tide, stinging everyone watching. Lu Qingting's heart jumped:
"Seven Tribulation Sword Technique!"
Zheng!
When the sword sounds, the hundred-foot void is like a river and lake. When the sword light passes, it seems that the air flow and wind that is a hundred-foot radius is gathered.
Turns into a cold light, like a meteorite, like a rainbow, like a falling thunder...
In a moment, he had already crossed the entire square, and the small half-mountain road, and rushed towards the ulterior motive that was trying hard to escape, as if he was extremely frightened.
Seven-tribulation Sword Technique!
Mr. Lin Er was furious and fired his sword. The instant light made Yang Yu look sideways. Long Yuan, who had been silent for half a year in the Gluttony Cauldron, jumped up and his sword was two feet high.
"ah!"
Faced with such a sword, the ghost baby seemed to be greatly frightened. He was about to be hit by the cold light, and a crane sound suddenly flashed in the sky.
What came with the hurricane was cold snorting:
"Don't scream, your mother has been eaten! With your less than two taels of brain, I want to drag this girl into the water? Haha..."
The white crane flew past the sky and rose to a very high place.
"One more..."
Lin Er frowned slightly, but his sword was full of regret. Even if the person who came to fight Fo Yinyue, he would not want him to withdraw his sword.
"Mom, you are so cruel!"
The whine sounds like crying and complaining spread across the hanging mountains. When you smell sadness, the listener burst into tears, but in a flash, the magic sound exploded.
A bronze mirror suddenly appeared, and a cold light appeared in it:
"Lin Er, born..."
laugh!
Mr. Lin Er's eyelids trembled slightly, and his sword was running like a dragon and a snake. He actually avoided the sudden appearance of the mirror in the slightest moment, and stabbed a certain part of the void.
"Use the same trick again? Who are you thinking I am?!"
"ah!"
The mirror shattered and turned into flowing light, black blood dripped in the void, and the ghost roared and used his magical powers again:
"Yang Yu, born in..."
Before he could speak, he suddenly felt dark before his eyes.
A big hand that could press his entire cover suddenly appeared, smashing the airflow and wind, inserted it into the void, and flexing the lighted fingers.
With a sharp and sharp sound, he held it hard in his palm!
Bang!
This palm was so powerful that the ghost baby's eyes were bulging, and the blood in his body and his eyes were almost squeezed out!
I couldn't help but scream, but it was just one, and even the whimper was almost extinguished.
“Huh?”
Yang Yu brushed his sleeves and pressed down the air waves around him, looking at the ghost baby in his hand in surprise.
How strong is he now?
Although I didn't have the full strength to squeeze this pinch, I asked myself that I could make it into mud even if I had to make ten forged black iron. However, although this ghost seemed to be dead, it endured it and stayed.
The system of this monster is amazing. Even Lin Er used the Seven Tribulation Sword to damage his roots, and even the wound no longer bleeds.
"call!"
Seeing this scene, Lu Qingting breathed a sigh of relief, but couldn't help but look at the sky where white cranes soared at a very high place.
But you can vaguely see a purple dress flying.
"Such fierce boxing seems to be a bully boxing? Who are you? Little Bazun ‘Qi Daoguang’? Or the Little Bazun ‘Yaolong’?”
The crisp sound fell with the wind, which contained an extremely strong spirit. Yang Yu's eyes narrowed slightly, as if he could see a girl in purple swaying a folding fan with bright eyes and white teeth.
"No, no. You look like a rising star in Long Yuandao. What's your name? Yang Beheaded?!"
"Pity to the teachings of Shengsheng?"
When Yang Yu spoke, his voice was not high, but it could be spread for several miles, and the cold wind could not dissipate.
"Do you want to do it?"
Laughing came from the sky, and the white crane flapped its wings and walked:
"First think about how to deal with the 'Seven Sons in the Sky'! What about the Seven Grand Masters..."
Huh ~
The white crane gradually drifted away, but Mr. Lin Er and others walked slowly.
"The ancestor..."
Lu Qingting's face was slightly tightened, and he looked at Yang Yu's eyes with concern.
The fundamental reason why some people think that they will return to ancient times when they step into the fantasy realm is that everything in the fantasy seems to be true.
After spending half a year together, he didn't even find any falsehood. The ancestors, as recorded in the Daily Notes.
This is why he has repeatedly thought that he had traveled through time and came to the past.
"It's time for Master to be shut down?"
This second-generation leader of the Hang Kongshan who was very considerate and serious, walked straight past, talking to himself, his voice neither high nor low:
This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! "I don't know when he will leave..."
"this……"
Lu Qingting was very close to him, and he could not help but look a little strange.
"Oh! Senior brother helps me see, my arm was injured before..."
"Is that so? I'll take a look for you..."
"I'm hungry, I'll get some vegetarian dishes to eat. Is anyone there?"
"Go together, go together..."
Lin Er slowly walked into the Taoist temple, and the Taoist priests behind him understood it, supported each other, and looked around and dispersed.
Not long after, only Yang Yu, Lu Qingting, and the ghost baby who was pinched and rolled his eyes were left in the huge square.
"Lin Er..."
Looking at the backs of the Taoists as they left, Yang Yu's expression was a little subtle.
The Lin Erdao Ren in front of him did not have any memory and vision beyond the times, but he probably had discovered the abnormality of his identity long ago...
"Master Lin seems to..."
Lu Qingting thoughtful and spent half a year together, he had a deeper understanding of these ancestors.
According to common sense, if you find that the ancestor is impersonated, this should not be the reaction unless it is...
【Sloppy Taoist's Magic Record】
[Refining Node 1: Shenglong (completed)]
[Access from refining: Yin and Yang Wuji Gong, Tai Chi Pure Yang Gong, Stepping on the Ladder]
The thoughts swept over the Gluttony Cauldron, and Yang Yu's heart became more and more subtle, but he did not think about it carefully, but looked at the dying ghost baby in his hand.
This ghost baby, who was less than a day, was quite cunning. He seemed to die at any time when his breath fell, but in fact, he did not hurt the truth at all.
If someone else didn't know its characteristics, he would escape by accident.
Yang Yu didn't forget that the ghost baby's fate is "hidden when encountering energy". In fact, as long as he let go, the ghost baby will escape without a trace.
"Hiss Yang..."
Lu Qingting wanted to speak but stopped: "I don't know the Seven Tribulation Sword..."
“Not found.”
Yu Yang calmed down.
"The immortal trail of the ancestor is hard to find, this seven-tribulation sword..."
Lu Qingting had a headache.
Half a year passed in a flash, but the things I was looking for were gone, which was a bit troublesome.
However, he was calm and calm. After a moment, he calmed down and prepared to leave. However, Yang Yu called him:
"Master Lu, if you have no clue, you might as well stay in the Hanging Mountain. You may have unexpected joy..."
"Um?"
Lu Qingting was slightly stunned, not understanding the meaning.
Yang Yu smiled but said nothing. Before going down the mountain, he looked back at the closed view of the air where the door was:
"Zhang Zhenren, it should still be in the air!"
...
...
Huh ~
The white crane flapped its wings, tore through the sea of ​​clouds, and landed among the mountains. Several masters of the Lisheng Sect had already been waiting here.
"Senior sister, didn't that old woman catch up?"
The girl in pink said, a little annoyed:
"I locked her limbs and spine with five chains. Why, why did she still run away?"
"She's dead."
Feng Wushuang got off Baihe and beat the folding fan in his hand, not caring about it:
"She has been dead for several months. You can't blame you for this. The ability of the elixir is strange and unpredictable. If I were to stop him."
"How many months have you died?"
The girl in pink clothes, Li'er, was shocked: "What, how could she die for a few months?! It's obvious..."
"Senior sister, is that ghost elixir possessed by Mingshu? He ran away, why are you not anxious?"
The other people couldn't help it.
The book of the underworld is the most treasure of the underworld. Even the fragments are worth immeasurable. Even people like the mother have coveted them for thousands of years.
"Want? Why am I anxious? I'm in a hurry to find treasure for the old witch?"
Feng Wushuang snorted lightly.
She never thought of taking away the broken pages of the Ming Book. If this treasure that controls life and death fell into the hands of the old witch, would she still have a way out?
"this……"
The few people looked at each other, but they were unable to reverse their thinking for the time being, and subconsciously wanted to perform the task.
"Our goal has never been a Nether Book. The treasure in this illusion is not just a Nether Book."
Feng Wushuang smiled slightly:
Chapter completed!