New White Snake Asking Immortals

In midsummer, there are no cicadas and frogs.

The sky was yellow and hot, the doors and windows of the study room were open, and a man in official uniform with long hair and long beard was writing quickly.

"Summer month, the whole county is plagued by a great epidemic, nineteen dead and countless exterminated. The cities and towns are empty, and there are not many survivors. The dead have no coffins to mourn. People and ghosts are mixed, and there are voices and shadows."

"Although the lower officials are concerned about the people's tears, there is a burden on everyone's shoulders..."

"The guilty minister's last pen..."

Take out the official seal and press it hard on the memorial.

Fold it well, tie it to the bird, open the cage and watch the bird spread its wings and go away. As far as the eye can see, it seems to take away all the energy of the official.

Wet a cotton towel to wipe off his haggard face, and put on his official hat.

Stand up on a stool.

Put on white silk.

The stool fell to the ground with a clang, and he hanged himself.

The picture retreats from the study of the officials who committed suicide by hanging from the beams. Outside the house, the yamen servants look ashen and collapsed.

Drum Tower, roof ridge top.

The evil god enjoys admiring his masterpiece.

What can heaven do to me, what can Bailong do, he was caught by those evildoers, unfortunately, it is rumored that bathing in dragon blood can enhance the body and expand talent, who would not want to taste the taste of dragon blood.

I am very bored, take a bronze mirror to appreciate myself, arrange my hair and raise my chin to study how to take care of my beard.

After fiddling for a while, how...

In the bronze mirror.

The evil god saw his face rotten, revealing his muscles and bones...

His back tightened, and there was nothing abnormal when he looked at the bronze mirror again. It seemed that it was just an illusion just now, but the evil god always felt that something was not right, and the sudden change was more like some kind of early warning.

"Um?"

The sick face in the bronze mirror can be seen deformed and distorted by the naked eye.

It feels ridiculous and unreasonable to touch the chin carefully to confirm whether it is really deformed.

"Maybe it's because I've practiced too fast recently, I'm really reluctant to stop."

Extremely narcissistic strokes the cheek.

Feeling the special dragon breath, it is the mysterious dragon scales worn by the Jiao Yao. It seems that the Dragon Palace has finally succeeded, and I don’t know whether the Gray Jiao guy devours the dragon’s blood alone or surrenders it. The great benefits are handed over to others.

He continued to study the bronze mirror without looking back, and greeted lightly.

"Congratulations Brother Jiao Congratulations Brother Jiao, from now on..."

The words are not finished.

Sudden!

Dazzling lightning flashed from his chest!

"what……"

The bronze mirror in his hand instantly turned into copper juice splashing, his chest was pierced, and a beam of terrifying lightning pierced obliquely from the clouds.

The earth trembled, shaking the bricks and tiles of the building and the corpses everywhere, and the roar was so loud that nothing could be heard.

The huge ferocious dragon claw stepped down and stepped out of the deep pit!

The strong filth that permeated the county was wiped out instantly by Longwei. The huge body of the manic white dragon volleyed across the air, and the dragon's eyes fixed on the evil god who was full of filth.

"Today! You must die!"

In an instant, the evil god felt horrified that he had lost something...

Fate was extremely weak when he was hit hard by a sneak attack and assassination. At this time, Shenlong took the opportunity to utter the true promise, and Fate, which was invisible to the naked eye, weakened again.

"Bailong! As a dragon clan, you actually have a shameless and despicable sneak attack... Ahem!"

"Too much nonsense!"

The huge dragon's mouth is getting brighter and brighter.

"Roar!"

Soaring into the sky and breathing dragon flames, the incandescent pillar of fire whizzed, suppressing and burning the severely wounded evil god, and the flames fell to the ground and spread around to burn everything, and all objects were turned into ashes in an instant!

The evil god roared and crazily released evil poison and filth to resist the burning. He knelt on one knee, propped his left hand on the ground and raised his right hand, gritted his teeth and trembled.

It is all incandescent color, and the vestment runes are wiped out under the high temperature.

I really can't hold on anymore...

With a bang, he fell to his knees.

The gray plague filth in the raised right hand condensed the gray barrier, and it became weaker and weaker in a short time, so he could only grit his teeth and hold on.

The time is short, but it seems like half a lifetime has passed.

The white dragon lingering in the air stopped the dragon flames, the flames dissipated, and the ground burned a fiery crystal pit.

In the middle of the deep pit, the face of the evil god who was exhausted was burnt to reveal blood-red muscles and white teeth. It was exactly the same as the one seen in the bronze mirror before. His arms were scorched black, and only a few short black charcoals remained in his right palm, and his cassock became rags. , The chest injury broke out and fell down.

Sky.

The white dragon circled around and swooped down towards the evil god!

The dying evil god raised his arms reflexively, closed his eyes and howled in horror.

"Come on! Kill me..."

The terrifying coercion was condensed by the strong wind, and the evil god's hair was disheveled. He closed his eyes and waited for the huge white dragon to trample him to death. He was pressed to the ground and could not lift his head.

However, the expected weight did not come, and the wind stopped.

The white dragon transformed into a human form.

The cloth boots stepped on the chest of the evil god.

The evil god whose face was half destroyed roared crazily, saliva dripping along the burnt wound.

"Kill me! Despicable! Shameless! Kill me immediately!"

The intact half of his face hurt and his ears buzzed.

The evil god looked at Bai Yujun in disbelief, and touched his hot cheek with his still left hand. He was distorted and deformed by the beating, and his eyes were full of unacceptable, as if he had been insulted by the sky.

"You... slapped me in the face?"

Snapped!

Another slap.

Completely dumbfounded, there are really gods who can slap in the face.

Bai Yujun bent down and grabbed the evil god's neck and lifted it viciously. The fangs at the corners of her mouth showed that she was in an extremely irritable mood and might eat people at any time.

"Tell me why you suddenly set off a massacre! Tell the truth!"

"Ahem...why should I...say?"

"I told you that I might spare you my death."

"Hahaha cough... I'm not afraid, kill me, you'd better kill me now, I'm just a dog in heaven! What airs are you putting on!"

"Oh? Sounds very backbone, if so, let me help you with a blessing ceremony."

Hearing this, the evil god looked at Bai Yujun in horror.

"what are you going to do?"

"Of course I'm praying for you. Don't worry, I'm a disciple of the orthodox Taoist sect."

He took out a vicissitudes and heavy ancient book and opened it to a certain page, put his knee on the chest of the evil god lying on the ground, held the book in his left hand, and drew the seven stars of Tiangang with his right hand on the face of the evil god.

"No...no...quickly stop..."

What is the difference between cultivating evil gods who are full of evil and being chanted by a real dragon to pray for blessings, and being fed poison that penetrates the intestines?

Bai Yujun looked up at the sky piously after finishing the painting of Seven Stars.

Vermilion lips chanted impassionedly.

"Lingbao Tianzun, comfort the figure!"

"Blue dragon and white tiger, there are different battles!"

"Suzaku Xuanwu, guard Ruzhen!"

A line of Daoist scriptures were read out, and the eyes were extremely devout.

Raise your right hand to the sky, quickly and standardly form the blessing handprint of Taoism.

And the phantoms of the four great beasts actually appeared in the four directions around the evil god. The evil spirits were surrounded by the four gods and beasts. The fear can be imagined. Teng still couldn't break free from the oppression of the real dragon. At this time, he would rather be burned by the flames of the white dragon than bear the pain of scripture spells.

After completing the handprint, he suddenly pressed against the forehead of the evil god.

"A letter that pierces the heavens! A book that shocks ghosts and gods! Taishanghua Sanqing! Urgent as a law...!"

"I said... I said it all..."

The evil god was horrified and completely gave up resisting.

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