Predecessors all over the world

Zhenjun Pingchao doesn’t like to lose. He is the one who has to do something to get a piece of the pie when he has made merit. The way he travels as far as he gets bad luck is his code of conduct.

Tsk, don't rush to scold. No one is a silly person at birth. Isn't that all of them come from "training" in the martial arts world? I don't know how to score the benefits, and there are so few resources in the sect. When will it be your turn? I don't know Shift the blame. If someone makes a mistake one day, it will be his turn to take the blame.

The world of cultivation is a place where people can’t kill blood. You have to know how to protect yourself. Oh, there is a great-grandfather of the God Transformation God. The father of the former leader is not included. They are not from the same world.

The True Lord Pingchao is just an ordinary true disciple, with seven points of talent and three points of speculation. Finally, he made him become a Mingtang in the Kanmen and became the second-in-command. The top leader is his master, an old thing ten thousand times more cunning than him , the words "Water is good at benefiting all things without fighting", are actually fences who take advantage of the troubled waters.

This time he was sent here, and he saw the conflict between Ganmen and Limen: "A disciple, there is Changyang Daojun in Limen, and his arrogance is high. Our head respects it on his face, and he hates people in his heart. . Especially when Mu Tianguang’s incident, hey, the disciple who closed the door was the youngest son of a mortal family. He was beaten to the door and suffered so much pain in vain and ruined his marriage. I also had to hate him for seven or eight hundred years."

Zhenjun Pingchao thought to himself: Let me give you a shit, if I am in trouble, you will be the first to hand me over. But he said, "Master is wise."

"As the saying goes, water and fire are incompatible, and the luck of Limen is great, we have to be small. Do you think you should be the leader of a group of sects? After all, Ganmen is the orthodox set by the Taoist master." The guy asked with a smile.

Zhenjun Pingchao: "Ha."

"Go, our chance is here." said the cunning leader of the Kan Sect, "You have to perform well and don't let your master down."

Alas, if that old guy knew, he would probably be more than disappointed and would jump up and call him stupid. Zhenjun Pingchao regretted it a little, but it was too late.

He used his killer move for the second time in the same day: Ice Blood Mist.

This is a move he learned by himself. To put it bluntly, it is to separate his blood and turn it into a weapon for killing people.

Blood is the essence of human beings, and the mist formed by the heart moves with the heart. Compared with the ice mist condensed by using external water sources, one is one's own limbs and the other is the weapon held in the hand, which has a very different agility.

This is more like the natal flying sword raised by the sword cultivator, and it is an alternative self that is wandering outside the body. However, the sword cultivator only has one flying sword, but the blood mist is countless drops of ice blood, which is even more powerful.

It is not unsatisfactory to be able to create such a powerful technique by yourself. However, it is rare to use it once to shock all directions. If you use it twice in a row, you will be a life-threatening person.

He regretted it.

But the arrow has already left the string. When he stops, he will become the entire Guiyuan Sect. No, it is the biggest joke in the entire fourteen continents.

I can only continue to go on with my teeth.

In the millions of pores around him, drops of blood oozing out of his body, quickly frozen into fine and sharp ice edges. The bright red ice crystals lingered on him, looking like he was riding on the sunset of the West Mountain, magnificent and dazzling.

In an instant, he seemed to have tens of millions of arms and tens of millions of legs.

Waving his sleeves, the blood mist flowed like a ray of light, locking Mei Ji's position. The innermost blood crystal began to tear and cut the spiritual power layer on the surface of the body, and the outer layer began to tremble, pulling the blood in the enemy's body. flow.

This is a unique method for the Kan Sect monks, which can trigger the resonance of water flow through vibration. Low-level monks can only be used to divert water. When they reach the Nascent Soul realm, they can affect the blood circulation in the enemy's body.

Mei Ji felt a trace of tearing pain, and the fluid in her blood vessels violated common sense and began to flow backwards. A wave of discomfort came from her heart, and her limbs were extremely sore and swollen.

She kept silent, attracted strong wind, and wanted to blow away the ubiquitous ice crystals.

But the barrier formed by ice crystals is not a piece of iron plate, but is filled with many thin and invisible gaps. The wind blows to the surface and naturally penetrates out of the small holes, and the force is transformed into invisible.

A faint blood color appeared on the skin, and the ice crystals had already attached to the surface of the body and turned into fine needles to pierce the pores.

The true Lord Pingchao's throat was sweet. He swallowed his saliva and swallowed back the bloody smell, but his face still paled at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The consumption of essence and blood by the Ice Blood Mist is incalculable. His spiritual power is almost exhausted.

Hold on. He told himself that if he couldn't hold on, he would become a laughing stock. Who would care if he had fought with the half demon before, he would only think that he could not even fight Yanxia.

To be precise, Yanxia, ​​who was possessed, would definitely not be able to use all her power. He would not believe such an opponent and would not be able to solve her!

"Chi." He shouted softly, and the remaining spiritual power in the meridians was squeezed out.

The blood mist is thicker and the vibration frequency is faster.

Yanxia Zhenjun's pale skin revealed a faint pink color, which was a sign that the blood in her body was being triggered to break out of her body. Her beautiful face was twisted, like the evil ghost in the storybook: "You thought you killed me."

Is it me?"

"I know, it's Yanxia who killed it." Zhenjun Pingchao coughed, and the veins in his temples were exposed. "She would rather die at my hands than help the evildoer."

Neither Yanxia is a noble person. This thin woman is as small as a needle. If anyone provokes her, she will keep holding a grudge for ten or a hundred years and take revenge at the right time.

But no matter how selfish they are, they are also monks and disciples of Guiyuan Sect. They would rather die than die than become the devil's sword and swing towards their fellow disciples.

He killed Yanxia without any psychological burden.

Meiji sneered: "It sounds better than singing. I want to see if you have the ability to kill me." She said, her wrist flipped and a string of golden lings appeared on her thin wrist.

The ringtone is crisp.

The voice was very light, but Zhenjun Pingchao felt that his chest was hit by a huge rock, and it was numb from the spiritual platform to the limbs and bones. He felt awe-inspiring in his heart, knowing that this was a powerful opponent no less than half a demon.

When you live and die, it is meaningless to hide your strength and save your life. Instead, you will really fall into a desperate situation. The true Lord of Pingchao was shocked and no longer reserved. He increased the power of the ice and blood fog to the maximum in one breath.

Meiji was suddenly overwhelmed by the bright red.

Zhenjun Pingchao's lips were pale, and there was not much blood left in his body. He swallowed the blood-replenishing pill contained between his teeth, and his spiritual sense and spiritual power were increased to the extreme, and then he patted a heavy palm.

An extremely tough force suddenly emerged between the ice crystals, squeezed from the outside to the inside. The dispersed water droplets were compressed to the extreme, forming a barrier that was harder than steel.

The sticky flesh and blood slid down and fell into the water.

The body of Yanxia Zhenjun was destroyed.

Zhenjun Pingchao hesitated for a while and did not slap the second palm again. This was enough, leaving a gap. If Yanxia had good luck, she might be able to escape from control and escape from the Nascent Soul.

A wisp of blue smoke floated up and disappeared at an extremely fast speed.

It should be the parasitic spirit. Zhenjun Pingchao really wanted to take advantage of the victory, but he had no energy to do so, so he had to give up.

However, this should be considered a win. Although all internal organs have been greatly damaged, they still have a breath and can always be cured for hundreds of years. Unfortunately, the contributions that follow are not worth his...

Thinking randomly, I slowly relaxed in one breath.

A group of fish swam from all directions, chewing fiercely on the falling flesh and blood.

No, the body of a high-level monk is the most nourishing, and it usually attracts the covetousness of monsters. The smell of blood in Jinyang River is so strong that it should attract large monsters. Why didn’t it compete with this little fish?

Zhenjun Pingchao was surprised, and suddenly a chill broke out from behind his neck.

He subconsciously avoided it, but saw a graceful figure emerging from the water. Countless small fish hovered under her feet, forming a dense group of fish, extremely ferocious.

"You..." Zhenjun Pingchao gasped.

Meiji flirted with her long hair, and she was full of charm: "The flesh and blood of the Nascent Soul is the most nourishing, thank you for your generosity."

The true Lord Pingchao suddenly changed color.

"The next one, it's your turn." The fish slowly approached with Mei Ji.

In the distance, Feiying was shocked when she saw the situation inadvertently and shouted: "Senior, be careful that those fish must not let her succeed."

Meiji turned cold and said, "Boy, I'll deal with you next."

"You old witch, I know that Feng Lingyu is a water evil, don't even think about it!" Fei Ying was so scared that she was terrified when she thought of the consequences of the formation. She didn't care about the enemy in front of her and was about to pounce while stepping on the flying sword.

Past to stop.

Meiji frowned and changed her mind temporarily, wanting to solve this talkative little guy first.

Just as the Lord Pingchao was about to stop him, he suddenly saw a bright color flashing among the fish. He moved his heart and blurted out: "Yanxia, ​​wait!"

In the dense fish, a baby the size of a fist shook his head. It was the body of the Nascent Soul that the True Lord Yanxia escaped, condensed by the soul and spiritual power, and was the origin of a Nascent Soul.

The moment her body was crushed by blood mist, she was able to escape from her dantian and escape.

But now, she decided to do another thing.

"Thank you. No need." She nodded to Zhenjun Pingchao, looking arrogant.

Then, the baby closed his eyes.

Boom!

A strong explosion suddenly occurred underwater.

The river water surged and splashed, forming water droplets more than ten meters high. The waves rolled, like a tsunami suddenly falling. Huge waves surged ashore, destroying the attack of the demon cultivator.

They were scattered in the water and pushed to the camp by irresistible force.

Meiji laughed furiously: "What's this? Is it atonement? Innocence."

"Are you fucking enough?" Zhenjun Pingchao rose from his heart. He didn't know where the power came from, but he stood at the forefront without wavering. The blood of the river splattered on his face, and he looked embarrassed and embarrassed.

Fierce: "You dare to bully us Guiyuan Gate!"

He grinded his teeth and spread his arms.

The flood seemed to be guided and gathered at his feet.

The wind beast roared and roared, sweeping over with the power of destruction that tore apart everything.

The water demon was angry and rushing, rushing in with a heart of destruction that devoured all things.

The secret method of whale wave.

After the Nascent Soul explodes, there will be a short-term residual consciousness. The True Lord Yanxia committed suicide in the water, giving his fellow disciples the last power.

Alas, I have been in the world for a long time, and I think my heart is as cold as iron, and I take other people's life and death lightly. However, at this time of life and death, my blood is not cold and my conscience is not lost.

They belong to Kanmen and Xunmen. Although they are not enemies or friends, they are not friends. But at this moment, all the sects, speculation, and preservation of themselves have disappeared completely.

Put my strength in your hands.

Let us be true fellow Taoists, fight for fellow Taoists together and for Taoism.

"I want to kill you!" Zhenjun Pingchao's face turned red, and his neck was exposed, which was clearly an overdrawn cultivation. But he did not hesitate at all, and the strong wind and waves under his palm were approaching.

Meiji's face was slightly dark and her eyes flashed.

"Is it too late to leave?" The figure of Zhaotian Zhenjun came from behind. His light armor was corroded by the demonic energy and was damaged. Blood was seeping at the joints, and it was obvious that a fierce battle had passed.

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But no matter how dangerous the experience is, at this moment, if he can stand here, it proves that the Spirit Demon Black Armor has lost.

Now, Taoism practices two to one.

Meiji sighed: "It seems that if you don't kill me today, it will be hard to relieve your hatred."

"Haha, you still want to get out of here after doing these things. It would be too unfair to take us seriously." Zhao Tian Zhenjun was so angry that he saw the traces at the scene.

Where did this woman come out and what did she want to do?

"Then you guys try it." Meiji laughed softly.

The laughter was very light, layer by layer, like the echoes in the winding and quiet valley, one more and one more, from light to heavy, shocking the Lingtai.

In the dizziness, a bell sounded, like a light pointing in the direction of the fog.

No, this is the magic sound that leads people to death.

Zhaotian Zhenjun Peace Chao Zhenjun fought several times, and his spiritual sense consumed a huge amount and had to overdraw the soul to resist. The two tried their best to support and cooperated with the action.

Zhenjun Pingchao used the secret method of whale wave to intercept the retreat and slowly approached. Zhenjun Zhaotian held a scroll and searched for Meiji's traces in a large amount of interference.

The air is cold and the water is cold.

Lord Zhaotian held his breath and finally found some clues in the storm of rain. Then he took action, moving like thunder, but the moment he approached the figure, the shadow disappeared.

"Ha." Before Meiji's laughter could be heard, a lightning-like golden rope came from behind.

The Demon-Subduing Rope, which contains the spiritual fire of Zhaotian Zhenjun's natal life, is amazingly powerful, and it seems that even the invisible air is burned, emitting a burnt smell.

Meiji thought she had escaped a disaster, but she didn't know that she was leading the snake out of the cave. In an instant, the demon-subduing rope penetrated her heart and blood dripped down.

She fell into the rolling river like a broken willow branch.

"Die?" Zhenjun Pingchao's face turned pale and he was almost unsteady in his standing.

The true Lord Zhaotian grabbed the blood-stained demon-subduing rope, felt it carefully, and suddenly changed color: "No, there is no breath of the Nascent Soul."

Zhenjun Pingchao was sweating coldly, his hands were filled with ease, and the river water wrapped around the body and slowly surfaced.

Under the erosion of the water waves, the facial features of the corpse began to change slightly, and returned to a familiar face but could not be named.

Zhaotian Zhenjun said in a deep voice: "It is an elder of Danxin Sect."

The air condenses for a moment.

The dark clouds roll and the river water is red.

The author has something to say: Some readers are puzzled by Meiji's strength, so give a brief explanation.

Among the few people from Dai Realm, all the realms are Nascent Soul, with a slightly higher and lower strength, but they are all very strong, without doubt. During their disguise, they will hide their strength. The first time the corpse demon and Shui Ji appeared, they only use it.

The strength of the early stage of the Nascent Soul is not to attract the attention of others. The situation of the demon is complicated, and it is possible to have one or two unknown nascent Soul early stages (too many golden elixirs, it is normal to make babies quietly

), but if it is in the late stage of the Nascent Soul stage, it will be a bit strange. Taoist practice is more cautious and needs to clarify the origin. Jiang Liting wore two layers of vests in his past and present life, and hid from foundation building to golden elixir.

Meiji's situation is quite special. She is a very special ghost cultivator. Her body has strong strength and can also possess others. possession is not a body-taking, so she will not be discovered. Let me sort out her vest.

1. Mrs. Xie: The wife of the head of the Xie family in Mozhou, who builds the foundation and secretly raises the sealed spirit fish.

2. Mei Ji: She used her real name but not her original body, and used the physical body of a Jindan monk and her golden elixir cultivation, which was when she first appeared.

3. Chu Chan: Foundation building cultivation, but when she was fighting with Xiang Tianya, she used the strength of the Nascent Soul to cover up her traces (the shell can't be used all)

4. Mo Yao: Foundation building - Golden Pill, but can exert some of the strength of the Nascent Soul, so Xiao Lihua died in yin

5. Yanxia Zhenjun: The cultivation of the Nascent Soul, the shell is used to exert some of Yanxia Zhenjun's abilities and some of his own strength.

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To sum up, Meiji's strength is the most erratic. In her possession state, she is part of the original owner's strength + part of her own Nascent Soul strength. Generally, if it is not necessary, she will not expose the Nascent Soul, but will only use the original owner.

The power of her, especially in the early days, would rather change her vest than be exposed. But now that the plan is about to be completed, she is more casual.

Finally finished writing the Beizhou part, touching

Yesterday was a teenager's passion, but today it's a little more complicated. Maybe life is difficult, cultivation is dangerous, and there are intrigues in the sects, so over time, the simple boy with a dream of immortality has become a greedy and indifferent old world. But his heart is still beating

At some point, their original intentions will wake up, so they do something irrational. Maybe they will regret it again, maybe they won’t, who knows ~~