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    Chapter 312: Grudges: The dust is like a fairy.  The man fell from the roof with endless murderous intent. A pair of sharp eyes like an eagle's eyes stared directly at the white-haired old man. The murderous intent in his eyes caused the temperature of the room to drop several degrees.  "Who is this?" Eugene Biao felt as if his energy and blood were almost solidified after being glared at by this man.  The white-haired old man stood in front of the throne, looking at the black-clothed old man standing lightly on a bronze statue, and laughed and said: "Who is coming? Tell me your name." The black-clothed old man stared at the white-haired old man and said softly: "  "You really don't recognize me?" The tone of the old man in black was a little lonely, a little resentful, and more of a sense of melancholy and loss. After a hundred years, things have changed, and now the biggest enemy no longer recognizes him.  The feeling of winning yourself can only be experienced by yourself.  The white-haired old man squinted his eyes and looked carefully at the appearance of the old man in black. He felt vaguely familiar, but he couldn't remember it. His junior junior brother back then has now become a twilight old man. How could he remember clearly.  The white-haired old man said: "I have been confused all my life, and I really can't remember who you are." "Well, you have been really confused all your life." The old man in black said solemnly: "Mo Songran, after a hundred years of separation, you and your  You don¡¯t even recognize me anymore?¡± After Zhang Qingzheng said this, he felt his body suddenly relax. The feud that had lasted for a hundred years had finally come to an end.  The master¡¯s junior brother?  Darling, how can these people survive so well?  Both Eugene Biao and Fan Shoujin were shocked. They knew very well that at the age of their master, Mo Songran, he had traveled through the late Qing Dynasty and the Republic of China, and now he was a living fossil of the new society.  Mo Songran looked stunned for a while, then frowned and took a closer look. At this glance, his expression changed instantly and he said: "You - you - you are out of trouble?" Zhang Qingzheng smiled and said: "Brother, you can't think of it, right?  "Impossible!" Mo Songran sneered and said, "Who are you, trying to trick me?" Mo Songran jumped up and slapped Zhang Qingzheng's chest hard with his right palm.  Mo Songran's right palm was wrapped with dark energy, and ordinary people could see it clearly. When he made a move, he used the secret skill of the Yin Sect - Black Evil Palm. The Black Evil Palm is unpredictable and powerful, and it can be regarded as the suppressor of the Yin Sect.  It is a secret skill of the sect, but it is extremely difficult to practice. The general method of practice is to find a corpse that died unjustly, and then slap the corpse back and forth to absorb the evil spirit. Mo Songran's practice of Black Evil Palm is a bit unethical. Since the Republic of China period  After he became Mr. Jiang's right-hand man, he began to practice the Yin Sect's most powerful offensive skill - Black Evil Palm.  Those spies arrested by the Nationalist Government all became the targets of Mo Songran's cultivation. He first tortured and killed these spies, making him suffer great humiliation during his lifetime and filled his heart with resentment. Then he killed him and used his corpse to cultivate.  After practicing for a long time, Mo Songran tortured and killed hundreds of prisoners, including some outstanding members of the democratic parties. It was also because of this that Mo Songran did not dare to flee to Taiwan. He was worried that the Nationalist Government would be forced to do so by these democratic parties.  Give him the wrath of the party.  Because of his contribution during the Anti-Japanese War, Mr. Chiang assigned the uninhabited island to Mo Songran and let him fend for himself.  Zhang Qingzheng was greatly moved by the evil energy contained in the black evil palm. He did not expect that Mo Songran could practice the most difficult skill in the sect to such an extent.  Zhang Qingzheng is now also a sub-king master, so he will naturally not have stage fright. Facing Mo Songran's palm strike, Zhang Qingzheng shook his right hand, and a burst of vitality came out of his hand, and the thick evil aura aroused by the black evil palm touched the ground.  Together, bursts of air burst out.  Taking advantage of the opportunity to fight, Zhang Qingzheng retreated and quickly distanced himself from Mo Songran.  Zhang Qingzheng said in a deep voice: "Mo Songran, you have mastered the Black Evil Palm to a great extent. How many lives have you killed?" Although the Black Evil Palm is extremely powerful, it goes against the rules of the Yin Sect.  On the vitality route, most of his disciples practice vitality, slay demons and demons, and embark on the right path.  The Black Evil Palm was a practice technique acquired by the head of the Yin Sect during the Ming Dynasty by killing an evil demon, Wai Dao. The evil demon Wai Dao himself was also a warlock. Later, he was deeply confused by the powerful attack power of evil spirits, and gradually became more and more interested in the evil power of evil spirits.  The enemy became interested and spent more than ten years of hard work to create the Black Evil Palm. However, he did not have enough Taoism and was eradicated by the Yin Sect on the way to killing innocent people to practice the technique.  The head of the Yin Sect had a fight with this evil demon and realized how powerful this move was. He couldn't bear to destroy the technique, so he placed it in the sect. The black evil palm, which was famous for its attack power, suddenly became the hidden weapon  The sect¡¯s killer move.  No one is allowed to practice except the sect leader.  Warlocks have always lacked attack moves. The birth of the Black Devil Palm has made up for this shortcoming. Regardless of the good or evil factions in the warlock world, most attackers?The tricks are all about manipulating evil spirits. In the past thousand years, there have been many geniuses in the Yin Sect who have mastered the Black Evil Palm.  " However, very few people can cultivate to the level of Mo Songran, because reaching this level cannot be achieved overnight, nor can it be cultivated by ten or twenty lives.  In this state, Mo Songran has killed countless creatures.  Mo Songran sneered and said: "I kill all the people who deserve to be killed. Since you know the Black Devil Palm, you can't be sure that you are really my little junior brother. I can't believe that you are not dead yet. It seems that I have arranged a formation for you."  It's really effective." It's okay not to mention the formation. When he heard Mo Songran mention his previous life, it was like opening Zhang Qingzheng's scars. He gritted his teeth and said with hatred: "I will let you do it this time.  Get a feel for that formation." Mo Songran laughed and said, "Junior brother, are you confused? It's been a hundred years, and you still want to take revenge. If I were you, I would find someone.  Let¡¯s settle down for the rest of our lives and cherish this rare time.¡± After saying this, Mo Songran said to Eugene Biao and Fan Shoujin without looking back: ¡°You go out first and bring someone to guard the outside for me.¡±  Yes!" Eugene Biao and Fan Shoujin knew that Mo Songran didn't want to expose his strength. Although they wanted to see this high-level battle, they never dared to refuse Mo Songran's order.  You Qianchi followed Eugene Biao out of the hall with three steps, and he was very curious. When he came here, his values ????were completely overturned.  After everyone left, Mo Songran smiled and said: "Tsk, tsk, air entrainment, junior brother, your state is still the same as before. You were a genius back then, but your senior brother is not a fool either. Today, I will let you experience it."  Let¡¯s look at the true power of the Yin Sect¡¯s formation.¡± Zhang Qingzheng said angrily, ¡°You are not qualified to call yourself the Yin Sect.¡± Mo Songran laughed and said, ¡°Yes, that¡¯s right, I actually forgot that my junior brother is from our Yin Sect.  Master, I am now the founder of the sect, look at the plaque above my head!" Under Mo Songran's guidance, Zhang Qingzheng saw the plaque on the main hall.  Yuan Zong.  Seeing Mo Songran establishing his own sect, Zhang Qingzheng became even more angry.  Mo Songran chuckled and said: "The grudge between us was entirely caused by a book "Pingdi Yuanyan". Now I have integrated Pingdi Yuanyan with the ancient books of our hidden sect and established my own sect. Junior brother, do you have any  Are you interested in being the deputy sect leader?" Mo Songran's tone was full of ridicule.  "Where are the people from the previous sect?" Zhang Qingzheng still had hope in his heart, which was also one of the reasons why he wanted to find Mo Songran.  Mo Songran raised his hand, shook his palm and said, "Here." As soon as he said this, Zhang Qingzheng's eyes suddenly filled with blood, and he roared: "Die!" The person was already in front of Mo Songran.  The anger of a sub-king-level powerhouse is not something ordinary people can bear.  Mo Songran was overjoyed when he saw Zhang Qingzheng getting angry. In the confrontation just now, he suffered a little secret loss. After all, Zhang Qingzheng used the Qi Entrainment Technique, and his strength was already close to that of a king-level powerhouse, but Mo Songran's strength was  , He is just a master of energy transformation, but he is still on a different level from Zhang Qingzhe.  Since ancient times, the strength of warlocks has not been strong. For example, the former head of the Yin Sect has only cultivated to the early stage of Anjin. Warlocks kill people invisible and don't care much about fists and kicks.  Mo Songran¡¯s energy-generating strength also relies on the relationship with the Black Evil Palm.  "Qi-Entraining Technique!" Mo Songran performed the Qi-Entraining Technique, and his own reaction immediately improved. He took a few steps back and said with a ferocious smile: "Feel the power of "Pingdi Yuanyan"." As soon as Mo Songran finished speaking,  The two sarcophagi that had been standing to the left and right of the throne in the main hall suddenly shattered, and then two figures quickly jumped out and rushed towards Zhang Qingzheng.  "I spent all my efforts to find two carriers for practicing Drought Demon in that troubled time. Now I will let you experience the power of Drought Demon in detail." Mo Songran was extremely confident in the strength of the two Drought Demon, and his deep eyes taught him the truth.  Later, Mo Songran implanted the Yin Sect's Qi Entraining Technique into Han Bao, which caused a qualitative leap in Han Bao's strength.  The drought demons that Niu Haoling encountered in the imperial mausoleum were only powerful in strength, but these two drought demons are stable and powerful. In other words, the strength of each drought demon is comparable to that of a sub-king level powerhouse.  Although Zhang Qingzheng had never seen a drought demon before, but just looking at the body shape and steel-like muscles of these two drought demons, he knew that they were not easy to get along with. Especially since the eyes of the two drought demons did not have any fluctuation, Zhang Qingzheng was even more shocked.  Qingzheng was shocked.  The name of Hanba is very resounding in the world of warlocks. He is not afraid of water and fire, attacks, and death. He is not comparable to ordinary people.  "Bah!" Zhang Qingzheng saidWith four or two moves of a thousand catties, a drought demon was thrown far away.  With a crash, Hanba smashed the original statue into pieces.  Zhang Qingzheng took out a yellow talisman from his arms, muttered something in his mouth for a while, and quickly poured vitality into the cinnabar inside, and printed it on the forehead of the other Hanbao at a very fast speed. The vitality quickly enveloped the manic emotions in Hanbao's body.  The soul locked him in place.  Zhang Qingzheng imprisoned one drought demon, and immediately turned around and rushed towards the other drought demon. There was only one drought demon left, and he was confident that he could deal with it.  He just used the Shangqing Talisman from the Yin Sect. It is extremely difficult to refine this Talisman. Especially in today's society, it is simply too difficult to find all the materials for the Talisman.  Being able to refine such a pure talisman is already eight lifetimes of good luck.  Because the chance of success of the Shangqing Talisman is too low.  In ancient times, drought demons were not considered a serious threat. Some warlocks with strong vitality could use formations or talismans to imprison them, and then burn them to ashes with fire.  But in this era, the school of warlocks has declined. It is difficult to find someone who is even slightly proficient in Feng Shui, let alone one with profound vitality.
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