New White Snake Asking Immortals

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With the sun and the moon in the palm, and the universe in the sleeve, life and death are clear about yin and yang and eight trigrams.

So what about gods, mortals can stand shoulder to shoulder with gods, taking advantage of the time that Gongyang Yi bought for himself, Yuan Yu calmly and quickly took advantage of the situation, using ancient wells, old tree archways and other extraordinary spiritual objects to mobilize the energy of mountains, rivers and lakes, and manipulate Fengshui with a compass in his palm Bureau, continuously gaining momentum.

Overlooking the town from above.

It seems that there is a huge golden compass that adjusts in an orderly manner, causing changes in the surroundings.

The wind blows the lake, the waves beat the shore, and the weeping willows sway.

The blacksmith in the town was beating farm tools. Suddenly, the flames of the stove exploded, and the water vapor filled the ancient well. clear.

I don't know when the sun was covered by dark clouds, and the black clouds were as thick as ink...

"Ram! Give me time!"

Yuan Yu was calm and calm, he didn't even raise his head.

The leading monk didn't move, and there was only one chance to come back. If he failed, he might be caught back like a dog, and there was no room for mistakes.

If you had studied Feng Shui secrets seriously when you were young, why should you be so desperate today.

Ram's pressure increased sharply.

"I want time to talk to those arrogant guys!"

Abolish one opponent and three remain.

The two young monks froze, while the other stabbed at the ram.

According to common sense, a crossbow can only hold one bolt, and the replacement speed is slow. Anyone with a little experience in the world knows that it is time to take the opportunity to approach and destroy the opponent.

Unexpectedly, the crossbow of the carpenter genius Gong Yangyu can shoot twice...

Pulling the mechanism again, the young cultivator staggered and fell, with a crossbow bolt stuck in his leg.

Ram Yang stretched out his hand to grab it, and threw out some small and exquisite mechanisms. After leaving his hand, he flicked off his wings as thin as a cicada's wing, and turned into a group of sophisticated bamboo dragonflies. The wings cut clothes and scratched skin.

The two screamed in pain.

Grasp the mechanism crossbow with one hand and pull gently, the mechanism clicks and the crossbow is loaded again!

The head monk only felt the blood rushing to his forehead.

"Trash! Disgraceful!"

With a violent shock, the magic weapon sword on the back came out of its sheath with a clang.

Even if he takes action personally, he still maintains due caution, and refuses to go forward into the scope of the Feng Shui Bureau, and chooses the imperial envoy Feijian to attack from a distance, although it is conservative but safe.

"The ants will die!"

Hold the sword formula with your hand, put your index finger and middle finger together and point to the ram.

Even the most common swordsmanship in the practice world is not something that Gongyang Yu can compete with. The moment he is locked by the flying sword, he feels an irresistible sense of powerlessness, which is far beyond his own ability.

"Brother Yuan..."

"Give me a little more time!"

Yuan Yu calmly focused on mobilizing Feng Shui.

"Hurry up! Otherwise, we will have to ask Lao Huang to burn paper for us in the Qingming Festival next year!"

The fight had to be fought, gritted one's teeth and grabbed the wooden box with mysterious mechanism placed aside, and performed the unique skill of pressing the bottom of the box.

The gears of the intensive mechanism sounded, and he turned around quickly.

At this moment, the flying sword stabbed with a sharp whistling sound, and hit the chest of Gong Yangyu. The head monk was very sure that mortal ants could not avoid the flying sword, and they would surely die. Even, this is the confidence of a monk.

Before he had time to sneer, the pierced figure lay down on the ground, revealing the kid behind him.

"This... a puppet substitute?"

Several monks did not expect that there was a rare craftsman besides the Feng Shui master.

Gong Yangyu was really scared enough, he gritted his teeth again, and reached out to grab the wooden box behind him.

Lean forward with arms outstretched in a throwing position.

Touch the switch with your fingers, and forcefully throw the two delicate things to the sides, and the thrown things stretch their wings, bird head and tail feathers, and become two mechanical wooden eagles, with two sharp blades popping out from the belly, the eagle eyes are dark Red, spread its wings and flap quickly to fly and shuttle!

The mechanism wooden eagle skimmed the grass to pick up the dandelion, turned around and outflanked it with incredible flexibility!

Gong Yangyu took advantage of the surprise of several monks,

Grab a handful of dust from Yuan Yubu's pocket and sprinkle it on the flying sword that was stuck by the puppet.

Holding up the machine crossbow, he smiled wryly.

"Brother Yuan, it's up to you next."

The carpenter is poor.

The headed monk on the opposite side couldn't remember how many times he was furious.

Since coming to this small town, he has stumbled one after another.

The disciple of the younger generation in the sect was beaten into a dog by two mortals, and he only destroyed a puppet when he attacked in anger. Now even Feijian has been deprived of his spirituality by mysterious means, and his high-ranking face has disappeared.

If you don't kill the two of them today, you will become your own demon in the future.

The two wooden eagles swooped down, but hit the magic spell and exploded into fragments, releasing a pungent smell.

"Bastard! I'm going to blow your souls out of both of you!"

With a wave of his hand, he drew the sabers of the two disciples beside him, and sent two flying swords to kill Gongyang Yu.

When everyone thought that the carpenter was sure to die, Yuan Yu, who had been bowing his head, raised his head, and the invisible golden compass was fixed. Some vague murderous intent enveloped the monks, the horses panicked, and the monks felt as if they were in an ice cave.

The stone archways I saw in my eyes became tall and majestic, and the old trees implied oppression!

"evildoer!"

The head monk had a kind of fear in his heart.

The two flying swords that were about to kill Gongyang Yu turned to Yuan Yun.

Yuan Yu gritted his teeth and spat out a word.

"shock!"

It felt like the whole world was shaking and then it didn't move, and the sky was getting cloudier...

Everything in front of my eyes is a double image, my whole body is limp and I can't lift my strength.

Without being attacked by visible spells, the three souls and seven souls and flesh and blood were suddenly injured, and their headaches were splitting. Those low-level monks fainted immediately, and only the head monk remained awake.

Gongyang covered his ears and fell to the ground. He saw Yuan Yun yelling at him, but he couldn't hear anything. He vaguely saw blood seeping from Yuan Yun's nostrils, his face, neck and hands were red, and there were many red blood spots on the surface of his skin.

It is not easy for him to induce Feng Shui to hurt others and himself.

Although he couldn't understand what he was shouting, but he could guess, Gong Yangyu groped around with his hands, touched the mechanism crossbow that had just fallen, tried to lift it up and slowly turned it towards the monk with difficulty...

The machine crossbow didn't have time to turn around, and saw the opponent stand up.

It looked miserable, with blood dripping from both eyes and ears, and the eyes were red like a wounded beast.

Couldn't hear him shouting, probably cursing.

It was too late to use the mechanism crossbow, but I didn’t expect to be successful in the end. I regretted that my studies were meaningless. The frantic monk took out two talismans with a grim face. They should be fire talismans. Maybe they were burnt in the end. Heitan, if he is lucky, he can still retain his human form.

Suddenly, his eyes widened, his eyeballs were about to protrude, and he jumped more than four feet high.

Looks like a weasel has got him in the gut...

Under the cover of the smell, the yellow grass that suddenly popped out succeeded in a sneak attack, succeeded in one blow, and then crawled around on it, biting and scratching, flexibly dodging his hands, and occasionally landed and jumped around in circles to throw the ball. It stinks to be hit in the face It was pungent and sharp to the eyes, and it couldn't catch the weasel spirit after roaring again and again.

In the end, he went around to the bottom and took another bite, looked for a chance to turn around, and sprayed the poisonous gas on the face distorted and deformed by the pain. The repeated operations were very skillful, and the poisonous bite successfully knocked the target down and passed out.

"Hahaha! I knew Lao Huang would definitely come back! Good brother!"

The miserable Gongyang Yu and Yuan Yu lay on the ground laughing and cheering.

Huang Cao straightened up and wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth.

"If I don't come back, you both have to be buried here. I saved your life. Call me big brother."

"Brother Huang abandoned his brother and ran for his life alone. For the sake of repentance, forget about it. You have to treat yourself to a brothel~!"

Gongyang Yu was grinning and joking, while Yuan Yu was lying on the side with a smirk and watching the excitement.

"Bah! I'm a weasel, and you are a white-eyed wolf."

Looking up at the sky, I always feel that it is going to rain.

As the saying goes, extreme joy begets sorrow.

The nose suddenly smelled the smell of some kind of beast.

Huang Cao turned around stiffly, her shoulders slumped.

Seeing two strong figures in mid-air, they had an aura more terrifying than the forest monster king.

"Brother Yuan, brother Gongyang, the three of us can die in the same year, the same month, and the same day..."