Under one person: In my inner scene lives the first generation of heavenly masters

The old Taoist priest looked at Zhong Jiujiu and shook his head: "It's useless, here is what I arranged in advance." Here I am the king!"

"Oh, is it?" Zhong

Jiujiu said as he lifted the Qi, and the sky was thundering again.

The old Taoist priest looked at the thunder and smiled: "It's useless, although I can't see your thunder, but you have tried, at least here, your thunder method can't hurt me."

Zhong Jiu looked at the old Taoist priest calmly, and then said in a low voice: "I'll give you one last chance, do you go or not?"

"Hahaha..." The old Taoist laughed and said, "This should be me asking you!"

As soon as the words fell, a thunderbolt fell from the sky and slashed directly at the old Taoist.

And the old Taoist priest seemed to suddenly realize something, and at the moment when he was struck by lightning, he hurriedly used Qi to resist.

"Poof..." the

old Taoist priest spat blood from his mouth, and then said tremblingly: "How is it possible? If this station is obviously a detached position, how did it become a kun position? If it hadn't been discovered in time, I'm afraid it would have to be explained here. "

What the hell is going on?" the old Taoist priest asked as he looked at Zhong Jiujiu with a look of astonishment.

Zhong Jiujiu looked at the old Taoist priest calmly, and a gossip pattern suddenly appeared on the huge ground.

"Qian, Kun, Kan, Li, Zhen, Xun, Gen, Dui. Are you also a warlock?" the old Taoist priest looked at Zhong Jiujiu suspiciously, but immediately his face became ugly: "These eight characters should each represent eight directions, but why, the positions of these characters are constantly changing... What kind of spell is this?"

"I am the direction, I am the king!" Zhong Jiujiu looked at the old Taoist priest and continued: "You are a warlock, you can calculate, what will be the result of fighting me again."

After hearing this, the old Taoist priest pinched his fingers, and after a while, he fell to his knees on the ground, and said in despair: "I have exhausted all my calculations, but I can't count you." It turns out that you are the variable..."

"Since that's the case, then do you still fight?"

The old Taoist priest laughed: "Hahahaha... Since I have come here to change my life, since I dare to disobey the will of heaven, how can I be afraid of you?"

As he spoke, the old Taoist priest turned green, and he shouted: "Turtle and fly body, twenty times!"

"Why is this so painful." Are you twenty times the age of a turtle and fly just to win this game? Besides, you know, you can't win at all. Zhong Jiujiu said with a sigh.

"How do you know if you don't try?" After

the old Taoist priest finished speaking, he completely disappeared from Zhong Jiuyue's field of vision.

"This speed is indeed very fast, it is already so fast that it is impossible to see with the naked eye, but so what?" Zhong Jiujiu glanced at the distance and said silently: "Chaos Jinji!" In

just a moment, the figure of the old Taoist priest appeared, he was motionless, holding a short knife in his hand, and he was making an attack posture.

Zhong Jiujiu slowly walked to the old Taoist, stretched out his finger and pointed at the center of the old Taoist's eyebrows, and said softly: "Scatter!"

In an instant, the old Taoist priest was knocked to the ground, spitting blood.

Zhang Chulan, who was standing in the distance, looked at Zhong Jiujiu in surprise, and then looked at his hands: "Is this the Wind Queen Qi Gate?" But it is not the same as Wang Ye's Wind Queen Qi Gate, standing in his formation, I can feel that my strength is gradually draining... It's scary, isn't it? "

Ahem, cough, cough..." The old Taoist priest coughed blood, he looked up at Zhong Jiujiu stupidly and asked, "You... Why do you want to save me, you obviously have the ability to let me be consumed to death by the turtle and fly body!" Zhong

Jiujiu shook his head and sighed, "Because I can feel the good and bad of people, you are a poor person. If you can't help yourself, how can your heart be self-controlled? Everything you do is just being deceived by others. "

What do you mean, this is the path I have chosen!" the old Taoist priest looked at Zhong Jiujiu, and his gaze began to drift. But after a few seconds, his eyes became more resolute: "Everything I do is for a better world! You won't understand!"

After saying that, he turned into a cloud of black mist and disappeared from Zhong Jiuyue's field of vision.

Seeing this, Zhang Chulan hurriedly ran to Zhong Jiuyue, and Feng Baobao also broke free from the restraints and came to Zhong Jiuyue's side.

"Little uncle, are you okay?" asked Zhang Chulan.

"It's okay, what about you? are you alright?" Zhang

Chulan nodded, then looked into the distance and said, "That Taoist priest, is he dead?"

Zhong Jiu shook his head and said, "He used a strange spell and ran away."

Seeing this, Zhang Chulan sighed and then continued to ask: "Little uncle, did you use the Wind Queen Qimen just

now?" Zhong Jiujiu nodded, and then took out his mobile phone to send a message to

Er Zhuang: "Er Zhuang, how are the others doing now?" Er Zhuang quickly replied: "It's all safe now, but some people are waiting for your notice."

"Looks like everyone is fine, so what are we going to do next?" Zhang Chulan asked on the side.

Zhong Jiu thought for a moment, and then replied: "In the current situation, the longer it drags on, the more unfavorable it will be for us

!" Then he continued to edit the message to Er Zhuang: "Er Zhuang, notify everyone, continue to go up!"

After a while, everyone received a message from Er Zhuang.

In the four corners of Quanxian Mountain, the four waves of people continued to slowly ascend along the four streams.

Unlike the previous ones, which were getting farther and farther away, these four waves of people got closer and closer as the altitude increased.

Quanxian Mountain, the sound of birdsong continues, and the bright moon illuminates the entire mountain peak like day. The moonlight and mist wrapped around Quanxian Mountain, and from a distance, it looked like a girl in a gauze dress.

Wang also looked at the message on his mobile phone, and then looked at Zhang Lingyu, who was asleep, and said helplessly: "Qing, do you want to continue to go up?" Zhuge Qing carried Zhang Lingyu on his back, and then said: "Let's go, what else

?" "Are you quite conscious?" Wang also patted Zhuge Qing's shoulder and said, "

Work harder."

Zhuge Qing shook his head and said helplessly: "Who let Lingyu Zhenren fall into my arms." "

How strange does that sound?" said

the king, as he walked up the hill.

As we progressed, the mountain stream became less and less, and after a little more walking, a spring appeared.

Wang also looked at Zhuge Qing, who was panting, and said, "Qing, it seems that the spring we are looking for is here."

Zhuge Qing nodded: "Then hurry up." When

the king saw this, he picked up the branches of the trees beside him, dug up the earth, and filled the springs.

After a while, the spring overflowed from the earth again, and continued to flow downward.

The king then dug up some more sand and gravel and continued to block it on top of the original soil. But after a while, the sand and gravel were washed away by the spring.

Wang also looked at Zhuge Qing, and then said: "It seems that blocking this spring is not so simple."

Zhuge Qing ignored Wang Ye, but turned around abruptly and shouted, "Who!"

The bright moonlight shone in the woods, and two pitch-black figures slowly walked in the direction of Zhuge Qing in the mist.