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Volume 1 Chapter 137 Black Lotus Resurrection

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    Hong Xiang was shocked in his heart and looked at Ding Mao in disbelief. He suddenly felt that things in the world were so coincidental. Qingxiu Mountain was the lost temple. This also explained why there were Thirty-Six Evils of Tiangang suppressing him on the water near the mountain.  , similar to the ruthless heaven, looking down at the common people coldly.  Ding Mao expected Hong Xiang's reaction, stepped forward to look at the portrait, and said softly: "Time is like an arrow, and it takes away too many things. We once had great dreams, but the world is cruel. The laws of heaven and humanity cannot be compared to others. Hong  "Xiang" Turning around suddenly, Ding Mao stared at him, his eyes blazing with blazing light, and said, "Are you willing to inherit your brother's ideals and create a new situation with us?" Hong Xiang was silent.  Ding Mao laughed and said: "That's right. You don't know us yet, and you are not even sure about Hong Yi's death. I ask you now, are you sure Hong Yi is dead?" Hong Xiang said: "I believe my eyes." Ding Mao  Narrowing his eyes, he said, "Then you believed your own eyes just now?" Hong Xiang shook his head, with complicated eyes, and said, "I don't know you. So I don't believe you. No matter how you act, it's hard to hide the evil deep inside.  The Immortal Wind Daogu is just the disguise of evil. The White Tiger Hall is just the source of evil. I am not here to join you, but to find out something. " "Is this important?" Ding Mao said in a deep voice.  Hong asked on the contrary: "Then what is important?" Ding Mao said calmly: "A man is worthy of the heaven and worthy of the earth. Standing upright in this world, what he does is to bring order to the chaos, and he cares about the country and the people. Children  Personal relationships are just embellishments. The bright moon shines on the river. Are people willing to pay attention to the stars? "Hong Xiang said: "Without stars, what is the use of the bright moon?" Ding Mao knew that Hong Xiang had made up his mind and sighed, "The White Tiger Hall is organized.  Forbidden area. In order to protect the secrets of the organization, I have to take some measures. Anyone who hinders us will go to hell." Hong Xiang narrowed his eyes and said: "Are you going to kill me?" Ding Mao shook his head and said.  Ban you." As soon as he finished speaking, something happened.  The white tiger pillar behind Ding Mao glowed with divine light, and the evil spirit flew from outside the temple and poured into the pillar. The white tiger's face became ferocious and became a real existence, with its hair standing on end.  Fantasy transforms into reality, and the bridge between the two is the control of Feng Shui.  An elusive trace connected the two of them. Hong Xiang stood at one end of the Hongqiao and felt a pair of cold and evil eyes staring at him.  Ding Mao's clothes fluttered and moved with the wind. The white tiger on the pillar jumped out. It was the result of condensed energy. It appeared on the paper and entrenched behind him, revealing its sharp teeth and shooting out a cold light.  "When you enter the White Tiger Hall, you enter my territory." Ding Mao said coldly, "It's the same with Hong Yi, and it's the same with you. Mud can't stick to the wall." Hong Xiang said coldly: "My brother was killed by you.  "Dead?" Ding Mao didn't admit it or deny it, but his eyes were full of ridicule and said: "You should think about living like this."  .  A large amount of Yin evil energy condensed, and the white tiger jumped out and turned into an independent individual. Its body size increased several times, reaching the size of one foot. Then it lay on the ground, like a tomb, with its hair standing on end, and became  The trees shrouded the tomb.  Hong Xiang looked at it solemnly, and suddenly his face changed drastically, and he said in shock: "This is the pattern of the blind god!" The so-called pattern of the blind god is the fierce elephant found in the secret method of searching for the dragon. If a tomb is covered with thorns, and the thorns  If the grave is covered, and the tree roots penetrate into the coffin and wrap around it, future generations will be blind.  This is also called the Blind Man¡¯s Cemetery.  Unexpectedly, Ding Mao was not only proficient in the secret technique of seeking dragons, but could also apply this secret technique to martial arts. The perfect integration, without any conflict, was extremely powerful.  This man is definitely a great talent.  A mysterious energy enveloped him, and Hong Xiang felt that his eyes were swollen, blurred, and finally unable to see anything.  He immediately became blind!  Ding Mao leisurely walked towards Hong Xiang and said: "Your Feng Shui cultivation level is too low. It is only in the middle stage of Linghuo Transformation Energy, and it is not worth mentioning in the use of Yin and Yang. Your talent is not even inferior to Hong Yi.  It's a pity that you two are so stubborn, damn it!" Ding Mao stretched out his hand and strangled his neck out of thin air, and said with a sneer: "It's our first time meeting you, I'll give you a big gift, keep it for the underground.  " It was difficult to breathe. Hong Xiang blushed and felt that his eyes were covered with a layer of evil spirit, blocking his vision and spiritual sense. This was a deep-seated ban that used the power of yin and yang to isolate people's five senses.  Use the absolute power of yin and yang control to suppress low-level people.  Ding Mao looked at Hong Xiang indifferently, and graduallyHe closed his hands and was about to kill him.  Suddenly, Hong Xiang opened his eyes, which were wrapped with gold. His eyeballs were spinning like Tai Chi, one yin and one yang, chaos gradually emerged, turning into a more powerful energy to eliminate the yin and yang power that controlled his body.  Click!  There seemed to be a sound of bones breaking. Hong Xiang used brute force to break a rib on his chest. The severe pain made him wake up. He immediately regained his sight, clasped his hands together, gritted his teeth and said: "The evil spirit of the tomb, two dragons holding beads!"  Ding Mao's originally calm and calm face suddenly changed color, and he said in a deep voice: "The Tomb God!" Boom!  The huge Yin evil energy and Yang Gang energy merged and turned into Tai Chi chaos. The pillar in the direction of the green dragon shook, and a green dragon flew out, suspended above the anger transformed by the white tiger, roared, and swung its tail fiercely with a move of the green dragon.  The impact hit the white tiger.  The two energies collided, but the Qinglong's power was far different from that of the White Tiger, and it disappeared immediately.  The yin and yang in the white tiger's body lost its balance and transformed into its true body again.  But this was enough. Hong Xiang found an opportunity to break through and came to the door with a swish of oil on his feet.  Ding Mao snorted coldly and said, "I want to leave, but it's too late!" "Secret Technique of Seeking the Dragon, Oblique Godhead!" Hong Xiang immediately saw that the door in front of him had changed, and he came to the corner of the White Tiger Hall.  Shocked in my heart.  Ding Mao continued: "The mountains and rivers are not straight, and people are crooked." A mysterious energy entered the body, and his feet were crooked. He was completely unwilling to arouse them. He couldn't control his body and walked towards Ding Mao step by step.  Ding Mao looked at him coldly, slowly stretched out his hands, and said: "This time, I will completely wipe you out!" With twice as much strength as before, Hong Xiang was strangled by the neck and placed in dozens of meters of deep water.  In the middle of the night, I felt powerless and could only look desperately at the looming and ethereal sky above my head. It was bright and seemed to be in front of me, but it was far away.  A few meters, this is an eternal distance!  Hong Xiang couldn¡¯t get up from the door, nor could he get out. He was trapped in Qimen Dunjia, and could only be at the mercy of the other party.  He has determined that Ding Mao's realm has surpassed the realm of spiritual confusion and has reached a brand new world. The power of yin and yang he can control far exceeds his.  Hong Xiang¡¯s body flew into the air and was lifted up by a force, unable to move.  Ding Mao sneered: "I gave you a chance, but you didn't know how to cherish it!" Click!  Two ribs on his chest were broken, and Hong Xiang tried his best to hurt himself. As the tomb god reappeared, the green dragon of the Green Dragon Pillar was suspended above his head, ready to attack.  Ding Mao said disdainfully: "Although you are a genius, you can understand the moves of the spirit breath state at the level of spiritual confusion, but it is a pity that you are too young. It is impossible to use the same move twice in front of me. Break it for me!"  The power turned into a big sword, stretched out his hand, held the hilt in his hand, and slashed it with all his strength. Ding Mao whispered: "It's over."  Someone knew better, so he attacked with all his strength at the weakest link of the Shensha. The originally condensed Shensha split into two halves, whined, and lost its trace.  Hong Xiang was implicated and spit out a mouthful of blood. He could only look at Ding Mao helplessly, helpless.  Ding Mao said: "You are very powerful in the realm of spiritual confusion, but you are not worth mentioning in front of me." Hong Xiang gasped and struggled: "Before I die, I want to be a clear ghost. The person who killed my brother, except Ying  Besides the king, who else is there?" Ding Mao's eyes flashed, and then he said calmly: "The Eagle King is just rubbish, how can he be compared with us, if he is not the descendant of Du Diao Han Jiangsou, he can mobilize Qingxiu Mountain.  The Thirty-Six Evils of Tiangang have no value at all. I can kill a hundred of them with one finger." "That's fine, I'll let you be a sensible person." Ding Mao stopped his hand and said with a smile, "Hong Yi is very powerful, even me.  They all have to admit that he is no match for him when fighting alone. Unfortunately, he is too confident and trusts others too much. Someone is acting openly and someone is acting secretly. It is impossible to guard against both attacks. " Hong Xiang gritted his teeth and said: "You made a sneak attack.  My brother!" Ding Mao said unconcernedly: "We have different paths. If he wants to stop me, he can only die!" Hong Xiang smiled bitterly and murmured: "You can kill people if you have different paths?  "Different Taoism is the enemy of life and death." Hong Xiang was silent.  Ding Mao thought he had lost confidence. Indeed, in the face of absolute strength, Hong Xiang had no chance.  Especially in the White Tiger Hall, Ding Mao was an invincible existence. He stared at Hong Xiang coldly and slowly closed his hands.  When the hands are brought together, it is like the collision of two extreme energies, resulting in a violent explosion.Suddenly burst out.  Ding Mao smiled, shook his head and said, "It's over." But just as he finished speaking, Ding Mao's face changed drastically, his body suddenly rose ten feet tall, he flew back, came to the door, and rushed out of the door with a bang.  In the hall, Hong Xiang raised his head, his eyes turned red, and his expression was extremely cold, like a demon king coming out of hell.
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