What this big snake said shocked everyone.

Even Xu Ningqing was stunned. He never expected that the old man who had become sworn in his dream would be the big snake now.

Moreover, he was a big snake who could defeat the old Xianglu. Not only that, it was also extremely relaxing for him to fall into a dream.

When the so-called demon god entrusted the second elder and the great elder to dream, they had to get these two people close to the grooves under the ancestral hall tablets before they could fall into the dream. But this sacred painting is not necessary. As long as Ma San enters the village and as long as Ma San sleeps, he wants to see Ma San in his dream, which is extremely relaxed.

All this comes from its talent, mastering the art of clouds and water and entering dreams.

This snake is not as fierce as a willow, nor is it as green as a willow, giving people a feeling of coldness.

It has a meat crown on its head, which looks like a dragon, but even a small dragon has a horn on its head. And its head is a meat crown on its head. Its body is red, but it is not a red snake.

This snake is not an ancient prehistoric species, but an alien. There are rumors that its ancestors have something to do with Dansheng. Dansheng's bloodline is not weak, and it is even stronger than this Xiangliu. Now that I see this son who is hard to regret Xiangliu, the demons and human race believe this rumor even more.

This snake is called the Qiongdu Big Snake. It has few bloodlines, but they are all extremely powerful.

Generally speaking, snakes are all cold and cold, cold-blooded and inhumane, but this Qiongdu snake is different. It is grateful for its kindness, and even its blood is much hotter than other snakes.

Therefore, the big snake in Qiongdu is generally regarded as a alien species by snakes.

This sacred painting is the Qiongdu big snake. Its tail flew over Xiangliu. After saving Xu Ningqing, it looked at the old Xiangliu with its slanted eyes, as if it didn't take it seriously at all.

The old Xiangliu, who was assassinated by Xu Ningqing and exchanged Zhan Xu's life, dared not rush forward any further. If he was in his heyday, he would definitely not be afraid of this sage painting. After all, he was a person who could find a dragon to try out the best. But now, as sage painting said, he only has the remnant soul and remnant soul. Unless he fought for this life and cut off his chance of resurrection, there would be no way to use this sage painting.

Its eight heads shaking, and sixteen eyes were full of fear.

"Qiongdu Big Snake, you can come out even if you open the seal."

"whispering sound!"

This Qiongdu big snake, which is this sage, didn't care at all, but looked at Xu Ningqing, and made a voice like those old gangsters who had been messing around on the street for a lifetime, saying indifferently: "I'm used to it. Besides, do you think everyone is as competitive and sinister as you? I accidentally entered this seal back then. I like to look at everyone's regular life and show a happy smile. As for me, it's enough to have wine and meat, and every stroke and a drawing of paper!"

Lao Xiangliu looked at him and commented accurately on the Qiongdu Big Snake in two words.

"ill!"

In the sky, the thirty-three voices and faces were extremely ugly, especially those of the scholars.

The spiritual realm of this sage painting seems to be more like a scholar than them.

"You are also a demon clan. You have been sealed for so many years. You probably won't have much life span. Don't you want to come out and take a look?" The man in a golden robe was relatively young, but he was in the middle position within thirty-three. Through this, it is enough to see that this person has a good status.

This person is the descendant of the Jinwu clan.

Just now, the old Jinwu roared and felt a little tired, so he went to rest.

Although the Jinwu clan is sparsely populated, once he grows up, he is a big shot who can stand alone.

Now that this adult golden crow can be in the center, one or two can be seen.

This adult golden monk spoke out to persuade Xiaozihua, hoping that he would not meddle in other people's business. Speaking of this Xiaozihua, he was also a person who gave them a headache in the seal.

It is right to say that he is generous and repay kindness. As long as someone helps him, even if he just gives him a pot of wine, he will repay kindness. But it is right to say that he is sneaky. Such a great demon from the Viagra demon clan will turn into a low voice and listen to their Jinwu clan discussing.

If it is an ordinary spy, they will kill it. But they do not have the ability to kill this sage. In fact, as long as the sage is willing, they can let him command part of the demon clan at any time, and even make the decision to let him choose a female snake at will. But whenever he mentions his partner, the sage will either change the topic or keep silent. If he is asked tightly, he will still get angry.

Anyway, even in the seal, this sci-painting is a special existence.

"I am the demon clan, but I was saved by the human clan at the beginning." The big snake in Qiongdu, which lies in the air, grinned, but it was a big snake after all. As long as it grinned, it always felt like it was going to swallow everything.

The thirty-three figures in the sky didn't say anything, and even the old Xiangliu didn't say anything anymore.

Because of the appearance of the sage painting, all this seemed to have reached a deadlock.

"Okay, do whatever you should do, don't go out. Is it uncomfortable to go back to sleep? Besides, you humans and descendants are all scattered and powerful, so what else is there to be dissatisfied?"

"Old but not die is a thief. It is a seclusion, and the world is left to the young."

It was supposed to be the demon clan who persuaded Xiao Zihua not to stop them from opening the seal, but now it has become the demon clan who persuaded the demon clan and the human race to return to the seal.

The thirty-three figures still didn't say anything, and as for the old Xiangliu, he didn't dare to move.

"Each step back and give you face. We will not move these people, but don't stop us!"

The Jin-un Jinwu said in a deep voice, this is his bottom line. The seal that had just been loose, and now after such trouble, it is almost restored to its original state.

Xiao Zihua just shook her head and didn't say anything.

Just when everyone was not sure what to do, a sharp female voice came from behind the bronze door.

"The surname is Zi, the one in Youmingtan back then..."

Before he finished speaking, the sky was not afraid of the earth and even dared to quarrel with the old Xiangliu. However, the big snake lying in the sky disappeared, turning into a little old man in tattered clothes. The thin old man's face changed and he hurriedly shouted at Xu Ningqing: "Brother Ye, wait for me for a while, don't worry, they dare not touch you!"

After saying that, the phantom's face was full of anxiety. He turned around and threatened to the thirty-three figures in the sky: "If my brother and son are injured a little, I want you to die!"

After saying that, it turned into a burst of blue smoke and dissipated.

This painting came strongly and went inexplicably, leaving only a stunned person.

Even Xu Ningqing could only smile bitterly and shook her head.

"My righteous brother is really... a person with a temperament..."

When Zihua walked, thirty-three figures in the sky suddenly showed joy. Even the scholars who had seduced the Master wanted to kill Xu Ningqing and Master directly.

If it were just now, they would naturally kill Xu Ningqing and Master without hesitation, and of course Xu Chang'an, the sword body of the demon seal (god).

But now, with the combination of Viazihua, they dare not act rashly.

It was still the adult golden crow who stood up. He thought about it and said directly: "That old guy is not easy to mess with, but now that he has run away, we can start. We can stay away from moving his brother and adopted son, but it is hard to say about other people!"

After saying that, a sneer appeared on his face, looking at Master and Li Yishan.

Similarly, many people looked at Zhan Xu. To be precise, they were the stunning old Xiangliu back then.

Unfortunately, they did not see the person back then. All they saw was Zhan Xu who slowly opened his eyes. Since the moment when he left, Lao Xiangliu knew that the overall situation had been settled, and he could not hold on for long. Finally, he just took a deep look at Xu Changan and returned his body to Zhan Xu.

Zhan Xu's face was pale when he opened his eyes. For him, every time his ancestor appeared, it would cause great burden on him.

At this time, he didn't dare to drag it on again.

The lessons just now are still vivid in my mind.

He gritted his teeth, glanced at the thirty-three figures standing in the sky, and shouted loudly: "Protect the Dharma for me!"

After speaking, he took out the array plate, sat cross-legged on the ground, ready to open the seal.

Now that the situation has changed drastically, he no longer delays and is preparing to open the seal first. If these demons are disobedient, he will have his own way to deal with them.

After hearing Zhan Xu's words, the thirty-three figures in the sky were shocked. They all looked at the Master, Li Yishan and Xu Ningqing and his son.

As long as they are controlled, the seal will naturally be opened.

Many figures no longer hesitated and stretched out their palms and pressed them down again. But this time, their power was not as good as before. After all, no one wanted to offend Xiaozihua. Moreover, Xiaozihua was a lunatic, so there was no need to provoke him.

Now they only need to suppress the four people of Xu Chang'an, which is enough.

This time, the thirty-three people did not join forces again, and thirty-three palm prints came overwhelmingly.

In the distance of the village, Gu Shengsheng pulled Xiao Qingshuang and Xiao Qingshuang hugged Xiaobai. Both of them were extremely nervous, and even sweat had already emerged from Gu Shengsheng's palm. Her other hand also reached into her arms and held a jade talisman. It was the squid lineage, which was for her self-defense.

However, it is obvious that no one will provoke her in this incident.

But he still looked at the four figures and held the jade talisman.

...

The palm print was pressed down, and the master glanced at the jade talisman in Li Yishan's hand, and then looked at the Xu family and his son.

"Do your best and leave your destiny! I will break the shadows in the sky, and you father and son killed the little boy from Xiangliu family!"

After saying that, he nodded at Li Yishan.

A sword energy soared into the sky, piercing the thirty-three figures in the sky. At the same time, the Master cut off the ruler in his hand that was radiant, and the fighter broke instantly!

The master held half a ruler in his hand and took off his sword energy at the same time as the old man Jianshan.

I saw half a ruler in the Master's hand lifting up, and countless blue colors rushing from all over the world like rivers.

...

In Chang'an, Qi Fengjia, who was sitting at the top of the city, suddenly shook his body and then became a little depressed.

His eyes were red and he said softly: "That old guy has luck with the world's literary talent!"

He knew what this meant, and a tear fell from the corner of his eyes.

The bottom of the snow-capped mountain is the rumored forbidden area.

He was wearing a black robe, with a very bumpy and ugly face, but his eyes were filled with gentle human body, and he was shocked.

He sat in front of the stone table and chair and said softly: "Master has been lucky to borrow his literary talent. I wonder how my junior brother and senior brother are?" He thought for a while, restless, and murmured in a low voice: "Master said that the day when he borrows luck is the time to die..." When he said this, the weird man in a black robe had white lips and trembled slightly.

He could no longer bear it, stood up from the stone table and chair, and shouted to the depths of the darkness: "When will you let me out!"

The weird man in black robe waited for a long time, but he didn't wait for a response. He was desperate. For the second time, he felt helpless and opened his mouth, wanting to cry but unable to cry.

His voice and his questions were not answered, so he could not go out.

On this day, all the literati in the world felt that they had lost something, but they couldn't say it.

...
To be continued...