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The dazzling waves of light from the Seven Kills Monument enveloped Meng Qi, and the pictures appeared in front of his eyes like flowing water. The body and soul seemed to be in a big river that never stopped flowing, and the future tributaries were countless and blurred.
All kinds of pictures in the past, his own and others', were vast and filled the void. How to choose really gave Meng Qi a headache, and where there were seven killing monuments, it was because its body was equal to the relics or breaths of powers above legends, and there were serious problems. Interference, unable to arrive accurately!
The Seven Kills Monument lasts for a limited time, and if you can't choose it quickly, the effect will disappear soon, but Meng Qi didn't rush, turned his thoughts, and magnified his consciousness:
"The thirty-seventh year of Tianle Ningxin City"
The records of the six doors are based on the determination of the time of death and different confessions to restore the time of the killing, so it cannot be precise, but it can basically be specific to which time, which courtyard, and which room.
Immediately, countless dizzying images passed away one by one, and similar scenes were linked by consciousness. On the sixth day of September in the thirty-seventh year of Tianle, what happened in the courtyard of the head of Tiandimen was strung together into a movie film at intervals of one breath. like picture.
Just by scanning his eyes and discerning mentally, Meng Qi discovered many scenes of the assassination of Lin Kang, the head of Tiandimen, and touched them with his hand.
As soon as he touched one of the waves, Meng Qi felt his body became lighter, and the pressure around him disappeared without a trace, as if he had jumped from the depths of the sea to midair.
Immediately afterwards, his primordial spirit was dizzy, his physical body was shaken, and he felt that the time and space were abnormally chaotic. If it was not wrapped by the power of the Seven Kills Monument, he would be torn into pieces immediately, lost in the gap of time forever, desolate and dead.
In Ningxin City, the moon was dark and the wind was high, and the autumn was frightening. Lin Kang, the head of the Heaven and Earth Gate, finished his affairs and returned to his room.
He has black hair, long breathing, and does not look past forty at all. He is full of blood and unapproachable to ghosts and gods. He is a rare master of seven orifices in the local area, but his methods are cruel and ambitious. For the sake of his own status and strength, he does not know what to do. How many people, how many enemies have been provoked.
After lighting the candles, Lin Kang randomly picked out lanterns, trying to make the room brighter.
And on the beam, there was a figure crawling quietly, hardly breathing, watching Lin Kang enter the door, watching him light the candle, watching him light the lamp.
Crackling, the wick of the lamp made a crisp sound, the candlelight burst slightly, and the light increased, illuminating Lin Kang's face with a hint of brilliance.
Just when he was subconsciously attracted by the lights, the killer above the beam made a move!
Quick as thunder, the long sword was silent, Lin Kang just felt it, he felt a tingling pain in the back of his head, his eyes went dark, he fell forward, and threw himself on the table.
If you don't do it, you're done, and you can kill it with one move, this is the style of the Burenlou assassin!
Even if there is a gap in strength, as long as you grasp the right time, place and people, you can still kill the strong with the weak!
In just one breath, Lin Kang, the head of the Heaven and Earth Sect, was assassinated and died without any resistance.
The killer was neither tall nor short, neither strong nor thin. He stood out from the crowd and didn't check whether Lin Kang was really dead. He ran to the window without even looking at it. He seemed very confident in his assassination.
The wind blew, and the window opened silently. The killer's pupils shrank suddenly, and his footsteps subconsciously slowed down, because there was a man in blue shirt standing by the window!
He has handsome facial features, calm demeanor, deep eyes, and stands with his hands behind his back. He just looks at himself through the open window, as if he has enjoyed the entire assassination process, but he doesn't even notice it!
Great master, the real great master!
The killer's talent is superb, his mind is calm, and if he makes a wrong footstep, he will jump to the other side.
Just at this moment, he saw the man in the green shirt raised his right hand, his five fingers were slender and powerful, and the surroundings became dark, so he threw it involuntarily, without any resistance at all.
His right hand was white and rested on his forehead, and he heard a low, devilish voice in his ears:
"The fairy caressed my head, tied my hair and gave me longevity."
Immediately, the scene in front of the killer changed, and he experienced reincarnation from life to life.
His wife went through all kinds of hardships and saved food and money so that he could go to Beijing to take the exam. He lived up to her expectations. He was named on the gold list and was the number one scholar. The dead body, the deep voice of "destiny" is heard
A famous lady in a boudoir, fell in love with a down-and-out scholar, and ran away from home, but met a heartless person, and was sold into a brothel, with a pair of jade arms as a pillow for thousands of people, and finally met her biological brother who passed by the city and came to find pleasure, at this time How dare we meet each other, weep a few times, cover our faces and throw ourselves into the lake
Turned into a donkey, toiled day and night, but after getting old, he could not escape the knife after all, and became a meal on the plate
Various?, not on the other side, not in the middle, the heart is there, everywhere.
The palm was white, slender and powerful, passed through the magic soldier who lost control for a moment, and landed on the forehead of the owner of the Buren Building.
The Huanxi Bodhisattva and the envoy of Fengdian saw that with that sigh, under the great opportunity, the owner of the Buren Tower actually shook his hands and slowed down, while "Mad Saber" Su Meng wore a green shirt, like a god, demon, fairy, Buddha, , with a face full of pity, he slapped a palm casually, like a caress, and pressed it on the head of the owner of the Buren Building.
Immediately afterwards, they saw the owner of the Buren Building showing a relieved smile, and Yuanshen left a message:
"The fairy caresses my head, and my hair is tied for longevity."
Snapped! The owner of the Buren Building's secret treasure was shattered due to stress, his forehead was split open, his soul collapsed, and he fell down.
"The fairy caresses my head, and my hair is tied for longevity."
The residual sound reverberated, like relief or sinking, making people creepy, Huanxi Bodhisattva and Fengdian God Envoy shuddered involuntarily.
Meng Qi withdrew his gaze, dragged his long knife diagonally, strode forward, and said calmly and majesticly:
"It's your turn!"
At this moment, his momentum has completely overwhelmed the two strong men on the opposite side! (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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