Urban Strengthening System

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With the night gods and gods as the outer shell, with the power of totem and alienation as the vein, and the core of Taoism and tactics...

The blended breath is named the Night God Taoist Law!

As Ye Hong said earlier, he did not know what kind of road he was taking.

Perhaps the Night God Taoism would surprise him, or it might surprise him.

However, there are many roads in this world. The predecessors planted trees, but they did not stipulate that future generations could not plant flowers and grass.

So why should Yehong follow the rules and not create a new path by herself?

At least for the time being, this night the Shinto Law has absolute repression against the greatly increased strength of Simon Qing Cang.

In fact, before Ye Hong came to southern Xinjiang, Ye Shen Taoist law had been integrated.

Today's Ye Hong is a real ancient law no matter whether he is serious or not.

That's why when Moran Ye asked about his realm, he would answer [the moon of fifteen].

Because the moon in the fifteenth is a full moon, it also represents a round and flawless ancient Taoist law.

After knowing that Yehong was a rare ancient law master for thousands of years, Moran Ye would abandon all concerns in his heart and set foot on Yehong's ship.

"Ximen Qingcang, have you heard the name of Jiudeng Old Monk?"

Ye Hong suddenly asked, bowing his head.

The eyes of Ximen Qing Cang shocked and murmured: "I naturally heard that he is said to be one of the Holy Devil and is the true founder of the Devil..."

"He once told me that the magic road is the product of failure."

Ye Hong looked at Xi Men Qing Cang's eyes, and suddenly flashed a pity of compassion: "And you entered the ancient realm of law with the devil's path.

Although Senior Officer Shangguan did not step into the law of ancient roads due to fate, in understanding the flawless way, you are not worthy of even giving her shoes.

That's why I said you don't understand the ancient Taoist law at all! "

The blood on Ximen Qingcang's face suddenly faded completely.

Mouth collapsed and murmured: "This is impossible, I don't believe..."

Looking at Ximen Qingcang, whose expression was becoming more and more mad, Yehong only sneered.

The killing is not over-the-top, why do you want to kill people.

It is easy to destroy a person's flesh, but it can make a person have no desire to live, but it is more terrible than killing him.

Ye Hong's eloquent words directly made Ximen Qingcang's life's efforts a joke.

The destruction of his soul is far more than the destruction of his body.

And this is the biggest punishment for this kind of careerist!

"Ding! Zhuxin destroys desire, Zhuxin ability +1!"

"puff--"

In the mouth of Ximen Qingcang, black blood spattered violently.

The bond of will that had always supported his physical soul was suddenly broken by Ye Hong's words.

His expression became more and more gray, and the breath of death enveloped the broken body.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Ye Hongning asked, "Ximing Qingcang, after my grandpa left here, where did he go?"

Ximen Qing was unheard of, but the corner of his mouth silently evoked a sneer.

"Yehong, don't think you can sit back and relax when I die.

Nightmare will soon be shrouded in this land! "

He looked at Yehong proudly and hissed, "I am not dying, waiting for you under the Nine Nether!"

As soon as the words fell, Ximen Qing's gritty expression stayed at this moment forever.

Ye Hong closed his eyes silently, and his heart became more irritable.

Until his death, Ye Hong failed to force the grandpa's whereabouts out of Ximen Qing Cang's mouth.

Only a word full of ominous breath echoed in Ye Hong's ear.

"Nightmare, will soon be shrouded in this land!"

Nightmare... refers to the Nightmare Factory?

Is Grandpa now in the hands of the Nightmare Factory? !

The noise from his ears awakened Yehong in contemplation.

Lifting his eyes and sweeping away, he was faced with a pair of disturbed eyes.

After Ximen Qingcang, Ma Zhen, and the elders fell to Yehong one after another, the entire Qidujiao headquarters had lost its backbone.

The disciples of the Seven Poisons now do not know what to do in the face of Ye Hong’s terrible behemoth.

Ye Hong glanced and pointed to a recent Seven Poisonous disciple: "Where is the control center of this giant ship?"

The disciple was swept away by Ye Hong's cold eyes, and all the cells in the body were trembling.

Replayed in his head was Ye Hong's ruthless expression when he killed Xi Men Qing Cang.

The great fear turned his eyes in shock and fainted in place.

Ye Hong frowned and pointed at another disciple: "You.

If I dare to faint, I will kill you. "

This disciple really didn't dare to faint, but he didn't have the courage to answer. His fingers tremblingly pointed in the direction of the top of his head.

Above?

Yehong's only frown, could the control center be on the seventh floor?

Leng Leng glanced at the people present, and Ye Hong raised his feet and walked upstairs.

Wherever he passed, every figure flashed fast, his eyes were horrified, for fear of blocking the path of this fierce god.

After returning to the seventh floor, Ye Hong found that the entire seventh floor was in disarray due to Ma Zhen's exit.

But of the seven rooms, only the office where Ximen Qing Cang is located is intact.

Yehong pushed open the door and frowned into the room.

In order to hide his identity last time, he did not explore the room in front of him in detail.

But now that I have looked closely, I find that there are too many paintings on the wall.

Too much abnormal.

Finally, when Ye Hong's hand touched the edge of the frame of a painting, his eyes flashed.

With a little pressure on your hand, push the frame into the wall.

"Ka-Ka-Ka -"

The ceiling above him suddenly spread out.

A brand-new space appeared in front of Yehong.

The corner of Ye Hong's mouth was silently raised.

This ship really hides the eighth floor.

...

The eighth floor is not big, but the small room is full of antiques that Yehong has never seen before.

Yes, antiques.

Judging from Ye Hong's archaeological level and identification level, he immediately saw that these ancient equipment and instruments were the same old antiques as his bones and bones.

But all equipment and instruments are still in continuous operation.

Different lights flashed on the dense equipment.

The huge display shows the unique technological level of this era.

This seems to confirm the inference that Ye Hong and the graduate students have always inferred-

In the distant ancient times, the civilization that was destroyed by disasters is far more brilliant than it is now!

Depressing the confusion in his heart, Ye Hong put his hand on a joystick-like device.

A line of shiny ancient text appears on the display.

This script is even older than Yin Jiawen.

With a move in my head, I translated this line of text.

[Snow Emperor's Ark main program starts, current permission: entry, may I ask whether to increase permissions? 】

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