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- "Kong?" The old demon stretched his neck and saw it, and said, "What does this mean? Is it a special emblem? The name of a craftsman."
Cheng Jun shook his head, not knowing whether it was wrong or not. He just stared at the empty words in front of him, his mind was not in his mind, and he listened to the old devil saying: "It's a light and it's empty again. It reminds me of the phrase 'empty waiting for circulation'."
The four words sounded like thunder in Cheng Jun¡¯s ears, and he shouted out loud: ¡°What did you say?¡±
The old demon said: "The empty lamps are circulating. It is the most destination after the rooftop collapses. Everyone in my demon sect knows this, don't you know this? But we people, after all, cannot achieve the level of being reborn for hundreds of generations, spiritual gods The realm of ignorance can only flow step by step"
Cheng Jun felt his hands trembling, and suddenly said: "It shouldn't be. If this is really the case, then where did the others go? Am I the first, or am I just one of them?"
Seeing that he was entranced, the old devil sighed and said: "I still expect you to lead us to explore the road. Looking at you like this, what do you expect? Father and mother are getting married, everyone should take care of themselves." Suddenly said : "You didn't give Xiao Ai and the others a mission? Didn't we agree that we would catch people separately, and you would guard here, and then gather together to kill them? Why haven't you seen anyone come around for so long?"
Cheng Jun hummed weakly and said casually: "It takes skill to attract people. Do you expect Xiao Ai to be as cunning as you? He must have been plotted outside. Even if I leave this hall, There¡¯s no way to keep your body intact.¡±
The old devil let out a laugh and said: "We account for half of the people, but we are still of the same mind. If you can't deal with the other half who are scattered, it's better to kill them head-on. Why go up to the rooftop? If you go up there, you will also be delivering food to people."
Before I finished speaking, I heard a loud bang!
The entire passage shook. Cheng Jun picked up the copper lamp and shouted: "Let's go." The moment he picked up the lamp, all the firelight converged together, and the blazing flames in the sky were extinguished instantly, and everything became cold. And all the fire. They are all concentrated on the wick, which is about the size of a soybean.
The old devil let out a low cry and escaped from the light. It immediately returned to the state of a will-o'-the-wisp.
Cheng Jun said: "If you come closer, you can now take a photo of up to one foot away."
The old demon approached as he was told, and sure enough, under the weak light, he returned to his human form. It's just that the figure is more blurry than before. Anyone with a discerning eye would be able to tell that this is a shadow.
The two of them walked through the corridor, and the old devil couldn't help but ask: "So you know how to use this lamp?"
Cheng Jun said: "I haven't used it, but when I picked it up, I found that I can command it telepathically, just like I sacrificed him a long time ago."
The old devil muttered: "Is this okay? You are really the biological son of Heaven."
When the two of them rushed to the door, the hall outside was already busy. Of course, the fight was fierce. But it was hard to see where he was going.
The two will-o'-the-wisps roared and collided with each other. Rolling and rolling, he kept tearing at the opponent's flames with his mouth or transformed tentacles. Although they were just incorporeal bodies without outlines, these two people actually had the effect of melee combat.
On the other side, a will-o'-the-wisp floated faintly in the middle, sometimes moving closer to this side, and sometimes leaning towards that side. Its position was erratic, which was obviously an unstable factor in the middle.
Hearing the sound of footsteps, the will-o'-the-wisp trembled slightly, then quickly receded to the side, dimming in the shadows, making it difficult to detect without paying attention. The other two will-o'-wisps were unable to be separated because they fought so hard.
Because the attack methods of the will-o'-the-wisps are too limited, which greatly weakens their respective personalities and cultivation levels, the old devil can't figure out why. He only said, "Who are these? Do you think there are any of us inside?"
Just as he was talking, the situation on both sides had changed. One of the will-o'-the-wisps had clearly gained the upper hand. The two fires collided. At first, they pushed each other away. Later, one side retreated and the other refused to retreat. Later, one of the will-o'-the-wisps was able to fight back without retreating. Jin, one impact after another, knocked the opponent upside down and turned several somersaults.
Cheng Jun suddenly raised the light. Although the light was like a bean, it was already as dazzling as a beacon in the darkness, and shouted: "Xiao Ai, come here."
The will-o'-the-wisp that was being suppressed suddenly broke away, rolled on the spot, and fell to Cheng Jun's feet. Under the light of the fire, it immediately showed its shadow. It was the dragon girl. At this time, she was made disgraced and sat on the ground with a look on her face. Displeased, he grabbed Cheng Jun's clothes with one hand.
On the other side, the will-o'-the-wisp lost its target and turned around, saying: "It turns out it's you it's you."
Cheng Jun said slowly: "Dong Wang, long time no see."
With a thought, the scope of the fire expanded a bit, and it touched the edge of the will-o'-the-wisp. Suddenly, the will-o'-the-wisp swayed, revealing the shape of the shirt.
The shirt is half squatting on the ground, assuming a weird posture. If a martial artist sees this posture, they will feel friendly, because this is the starting position of fighting, standard and sharp, and you can take action at any time with the fastest speed. Way to kill the enemy. For monks, it seems strange.
The old devil said: "It turns out to be Duke Dong, the ancestor of Zhan Xiu. No wonder you are so powerful in fighting. Not everyone like us, Xiao Ai, can beat you." When it comes to hand-to-hand combat, the dragon clan is the well-deserved leader. Although the dragon girl has lost her strong body, all kinds of The instinct to fight has not changed, but he was defeated by the battle like this. It is obvious that the ancestor of the war cultivator is worthy of his name.
The shirt suddenly changed back to his own body. He was surprised at first, and then suddenly alert. He stared at Cheng Jun and said coldly: "So you are in the same group."
Cheng Jun said: "Fellow Taoist can bring Concubine Mo Xiang here, but I can't form an alliance?"
Zhanpao said calmly: "My allies are fake. You are real and very good. Even so, is Zhanpai scared?" Suddenly he looked up to the sky and screamed, his legs bent like an arrow leaving the string. Usually swoops over.
It¡¯s useless to say more, just stand up and hurry up!
The battle of the shirt is like this. Not to mention only a shadow left, even if there is only a pile of ashes left, he will be burned up in the flames of war. During the period of complete victory, Zhanbao hardly cultivated magical powers, and all his cultivation was devoted to tempering his body and training his courage. It is said that what he is best at now is actually a set of martial arts marksmanship, and the "killing skills" used by mortal armies. "Magic Gun".
Black horses, killing gods, fighting the shirt!
Now, without horses or guns, the bravery of the uniform remains the same, but this single charging action actually gave rise to the momentum of thousands of troops.
The old devil had just attacked Dali without any effort, but now he was forced to take a step back. He was not at the forefront of the charge!
Cheng Jun suddenly raised his head, his fingers were filled with light, and the formation in his palm was ready to go. Then at the last moment, his heart suddenly moved. He raised his hand and blocked the copper lamp in front of him. The light flickered on and off.
Snapped
The light flashed and a lantern exploded. I saw the figure in the shirt trance for a moment, turned into a ray of light, and was instantly sucked in by the light!
This time, even Cheng Jun was shocked. He almost dropped the copper lamp with a cry, but even though his fingers were loose, the copper lamp was firmly in his grasp and could not fall to the ground.
Everyone's eyes were fixed on the place where the shirt had just stood. It was empty, with no shadow of the will-o'-the-wisp or the shirt itself, only a bare fruit left.
Daoxuanguo.
It seems that Tongdeng also knew that the Daoxuan Fruit was a good thing and actually left it with Cheng Jun. From this point of view, it was quite righteous.
But now even the Daoxuan Fruit cannot attract his attention, and the panic in Cheng Jun's heart cannot be suppressed by a majestic emperor. Is it just gone?
You must know that Duke Dongwang has been dominant in Kunlun for ten thousand years. In terms of qualifications, he is still above Boye. Although his Taoist realm may not surpass everyone, as a warrior cultivator, his combat prowess is tyrannical and he is second to none among the emperors. When Cheng Jun faced each other, he might not dare to say that he was sure of victory. He was just relying on half of the home court in Guanzhong to deceive others.
However, before he could take action, the dignified ancestor of Zhan Xiu, Prince Dong, was silently absorbed by a lamp without even spitting out any dregs. What the hell is this?
It just so happens that this damn thing is in his hand, but he can¡¯t shake it off.
Of course, although he knew it was best to get rid of it, there was an obsession that made him not even want to use his brain to come up with a solution, but just kept holding on to it.
That is the four words "waiting for circulation".
The old demon stepped back in horror. He didn't even have the time to pick up the Daoxuan Fruit that fell on the ground. He just looked at Cheng Jun and shook his head slightly. Although he didn't make a sound, his mouth was clearly saying, "Throw it away!"
Cheng Jun's face darkened. He didn't want people to see that he was unable to shake off the copper lamp. He might have been controlled by the copper lamp, but even if there was any harm, he must not reveal his flaws in front of the enemy. At that moment, he still held the light steadily, turned around and said, "Fellow Taoist, please show up."
After a while, there was a silence in the hall.
Cheng Jun raised the corner of his mouth, raised the light, and said, "I dared to show up just now, why are you so shy now? If you don't want to show up, then I will go over."
A figure slowly floated out from the corner. It was a dim will-o'-the-wisp. It was naturally the figure of a major cultivator, but now it was a little trembling.
Cheng Jun stared at him, guessing about his identity, but on the surface he smiled and said, "Who is this fellow Taoist?"
The will-o'-the-wisp didn't answer and gradually retreated to the corner. Cheng Jun stopped him and said, "It's useless, fellow Taoist. This is my home court. Even if you set any traps there, I won't fall for it. Even if you fall for it, you won't fall for it." It won¡¯t happen.¡±
The will-o'-the-wisp took a breath and said, "That's it. I'll give you the Daoxuan Fruit and let me out. How about that?"
Cheng Jun said: "It's a good deal, I've made a lot of money." He seemed to be about to nod his head and agreed, suddenly took a step forward and said: "But fellow Taoist would rather hand over the Taoist Profound Fruit than reveal his identity. It¡¯s really concerning.¡± As he spoke, he raised the light high, and under the influence of his thoughts, the light suddenly illuminated the entire hall.
Also shines on the will-o¡¯-the-wisp!
Under the light, the will-o'-the-wisp brilliance flashed, and it immediately transformed into a plump female cultivator wearing gorgeous clothes. Although her expression was frightened, she could still clearly identify her unparalleled graceful demeanor.
The old devil said "Oh" and said in amusement, "Why is it you?"
Cheng Jun also nodded slightly and said, "It is indeed you, Concubine Mo Xiang, Queen Mother of the West." - 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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