Wanderer of Myriad Worlds

The murderous spirit was revealed, and the whole space was suddenly filled with the sound of killing. Fang Qingshan just stood outside the array and could not help feeling scalp bursts.

As for the poor strangeness in the formation method, at this moment it is beginning to be exhausted.

Sky thunder bursts, road to road like dragons, sky fire blossoming, phoenix to phoenix. Wind knife frost sword, Dapeng basalt.

Long Yin Fengming, roaring, deafening.

Fortunately, this formation method is only for in-field, and not for out-of-field.

This is also the reason why in the original book, Wu Hua's father and son can easily break through the palace and release the poor and strange.

At this moment, Poor Qi had fallen out of blood mold.

Since being suppressed in the tomb of the Holy Emperor, at the beginning, Qi Qi was not reconciled, and from time to time he attacked the formation and forbidden it. He wanted to escape from the trap, but this was just a delusion.

The end result is that instead of breaking the prohibition, he was severely damaged. Moreover, the aura was isolated here and could not be supplemented in the least. If he was a born beast, his defense was amazing, and his power of self-recovery was particularly powerful. Scum.

Nowadays, it can be said that the poor Qi is the weakest, and although the power of the formation is not as good as the heyday, the riots are all open and the blows hit, making the poor Qi unprepared.

Fortunately, Fang Qingshan just touched the formation method a little, otherwise, if it continues, I am really only able to return to the West.

"What happened?"

After the matrix formation stopped, Fang Qingshan asked with a lot of time.

If it can, Po Qiqi can't wait to swallow Fang Qingshan, what's the meaning? Do you have a choice now?

Poorly regretted at this moment, the boy left before leaving, what did he tell him to do?

Don't stop him, although he is still trapped, it is impossible to say that at some point, someone accidentally hit the bar to break the restriction and let himself out.

And now, even if you want to let Fang Qingshan go, I'm afraid it's impossible.

There are only two ways to worship in front of Qi Qi, one is to surrender a ray of destiny, controlled by Fang Qingshan, and the other is to be activated by Fang Qingshan, and to live to die.

It's better to live than to die.

Poor pride can only lower the noble head.

Along with the flaws of the prohibition, Qiong Qi patiently handed out a ray of destiny.

"it is good!"

Looking at the mini version of Qiong Qi in his hand, Fang Qingshan rejoiced for a while.

Poor strange, one of the four great beasts of antiquity, it is probably not worse than bliss when it is cultivated at its peak.

Today, even if it is the Longyou Shoal, the tiger falls in Pingyang, it is worse than Longxuan, and it has the practice of loose fairy.

Conquered him, not only got a lot of luck, but also got a strong beater and life-saving hole card.

Fang Qingshan played a series of tricks against the poor and strange Yuanshen in his hand.

Whether it is Heshaqi, Panhutianshu, or even the mixed scriptures, there is a way to imprison the Yuanshen. Fang Qingshan is just a gourd painting.

After a short time, I saw that the mini version of the Poor Qi had been wrapped up with dense runes. As long as Fang Qingshan had a thought in mind, the Poor Qi could be wiped out.

broken!

Putting this ray of Yuan God together, Fang Qingshan sacrificed the heavenly swords, and one sword broke the restraint of the palace.

Hum!

Then, I saw a faint light gliding towards me, with a heinous fierce gas.

"Humph!"

Fang Qingshan had been guarding Po Qiqi's hand for a long time, and when his heart moved, the runes on the ray of the gods that were previously collected under the chess board of the heavens suddenly tightened.

what!

Then, he heard Qiong Qi screaming screaming. Youguang fell not far from Fang Qingshan and turned into Qi Qi.

At this moment, Qi Qi no longer had the majestic powers of the ancient four, and his teeth were grinning, his head was rattled, and the candlelight-like eyes were swaying, as if the next moment would be extinguished.

"Stop, stop, stop!"

Poor Qi was begging for mercy while enduring the pain of the hoop curse,

"I never dare."

"Hum, I hope you can do it."

Fang Qingshan snorted and stopped.

"Well, go in and stay with the Devourer!"

Fang Qingshan waved the poorness into the space of the world tree.

"It seems that we have to find an opportunity to make it thorough."

Fang Qingshan narrowed his eyes and secretly said, from the poor and strange eyes, he did not feel convincing and scared, there was still a bit of fierce light, apparently always ready to counterattack the master, for which Fang Qingshan was not surprised, after all, it is ancient The four murderers, if not suppressed for many years by the tomb of the Holy Emperor, would not have been picked up by themselves.

When he came to the Holy Emperor's Mausoleum, Fang Qingshan only glanced at Haotianbao Mirror and Jiu Sui Ding, but unexpectedly conquered Poor Qi. Although he only suppressed it temporarily and waited for Po Qi to find an opportunity, or resume cultivation, he must bite his own back, but it also depends on himself. Give him no chance.

Fang Qingshan was in a good mood, but he also knew that time was running out, and he didn't delay. Following the correct path that he had previously seen through destiny and the first method, he sacrificed the needle of the earth and drilled it.

Opening the passage and coming to the inner bed door, Fang Qingshan received a thorough magic needle, secretly transporting a method in his heart to avoid the law-enforcement organs. After all, forty-nine inborn and agitated crossbombs were ambush in front of the door.

When I entered the inner bed, I immediately smelled a fragrance, refreshing, Fang Qingshan knew that it was the smell of ten thousand years of lamp oil.

If you look closely, you can see that it occupies a very large area, square in form, with many battles carved on the walls. A stone case measuring several squares is faced with ceremonial vessels such as the urn and ding yi. On the ground before the case, there were nine large tripods. There is a large oil kettle on both sides. There is a 10,000-year lamp in the kettle. The lamp oil is still more than half, and the flames are even and quiet.

Although Fang Qingshan knows that the emperor's repair is high and profound, and after his merits have been completed, he avoids the luck in Huoyun Cave, the holy place of the human race.

But in the end it was the descendants of Yan and Huang. Fang Qingshan came to the Holy Spirit with a full of respect and salute.

"The disciple Fang Qingshan disturbed the Holy Emperor today and asked for atonement."

After paying a respectful respect, Fang Qingshan turned his attention to the Holy Throne.

But there is a party with a simple style ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ a treasure mirror with a great atmosphere.

There is a brilliance in the mirror, disillusioned. Gaze intently, but look farther and farther. Flowers and rain in the interior are colorful, Jinxia films, storms and fires, one by one in Jinxia, ​​at any time to change fantasy. Can restrain nine doubts, the theory of Yin Yang Sheng Ke is very clever.

Its quality is not gold or jade, and it is very heavy.

On the back, there are ancient inscriptions of the ancient inscriptions and clouds and strange birds in the shape of dragons. They look like bulges, but there are no traces on the touch.

Fang Qingshan knows that this is his main goal here, the space is the treasure Hao Tianbao mirror.

I do n’t know who put the magic weapon, but no one dares to pretend to be in the tomb of the Holy Emperor, or leave it to fate. Haotianbao did not set any mirror on the mirror. .

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