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Text Chapter 181 Cloud Demon Goes North (2)

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    Chen Guanshui was not looking at Du Leicheng, but Du Leicheng was looking at Chen Guanshui, and he was looking at it very carefully.  Forty-five days ago, Du Leicheng knew that he was just a leech that only dared to hide in the dark ditches, secretly hanging on the giant Lingshen Sect, lurking behind the rotting sect disciples, secretly sucking  Blood.  After all, the hatred is as deep as the sea, but facing the three Nascent Soul Masters, twenty-one Golden Core Masters, and hundreds of foundation-building monks owned by the Lingshen Sect, Dulei City has never felt that it can survive alive.  It's time to wash away the hatred.  The most likely thing is that when he was in the sunset, he would try his best to go to the Tianlei Sect to trade for a divine thunder, and then drag all the characters of the Lingshen Sect who could be destroyed into hell.  Just like so many "thunder tribulations" have happened in the past hundreds of years.  However, "Thunder Tribulation" can only kill low-grade golden elixirs at most and seriously injure high-grade golden elixirs. It cannot kill the three fundamental Nascent Souls of Lingshen Sect at all. Instead, it will be chased back, killing everyone who has left traces around them.  Kill them all; cleanse all the dead remnants like yourself again.  "I never dared to reveal any trace of hatred, never dared to wipe the throat of those drunken Lingshen Sect disciples, as long as it was on the ground of Lingshen Sect.  As long as those three mountains are still there, Du Lei City will always be a casual cultivator who came from a small ashram under the Confucian sect of the Southern Kingdom. A casual cultivator who only passed by for a short time but could not help but stay in this land.  What he cultivates is orthodox Confucianism, what he practices is complex magic, and what he practices is casual cultivation of loyalty.  Like those people who crawl like dogs, the respectful guard is beside a certain genius disciple of Lingshen Sect, acting as part of his guard of honor. He is the eleventh member of the "Sixteen Friends" among the "Master and Friend Wei Nu", a  A Confucian scholar who is extremely good at poetry and poetry, and a gunman who writes specifically for him.  But he almost forgot his original intention of being a "butcher".  Until that day, I, him, and a large group of people were sitting on the city wall of a small city in the western territory of the Lingshen Sect, watching the small blue city covered by a dome, and thousands of black ghosts and monsters roaming around during the day.  The eleven little sect disciples hiding in the small town who were about to sneak across had to use all their magic power to kill ghosts and save people, and then died tragically.  But a group of people like me, hugging beautiful women randomly selected from the city, singing and drinking, using this strange scenery to compare their talents in composing poetry, no matter how much human life is.  And he also restrained his mood, indulged everything, and watched coldly as those comrades who were also lurking could not tolerate it, and just changed their color slightly, and were thrown into the dome like pigs and dogs by the young master, and died in a wild fight.  Similarly, he was also indifferent, allowing the woman he had snatched to lie on the ground, crying for death, and then being teased by those people.  You can get the four words "hell on earth".  It can be said that my heart is as strong as iron.  "The next day, two days later, the mountain was destroyed.  Inexplicably, he drew his sword and took advantage of the scenery of the Hell Pagoda, his own state of mind in the cold desert, and their confusion after the collapse of the sky, to calmly pick off the heads one by one.  When he came down again, he led the remaining group of people, followed his instinct, and hunted down all the Lingshen Sect figures who did not die in the collapse of the sky.  Even if they have reached the end of their bloodline, even if they have degenerated into ordinary farm heads on the farm, or even become lonely old men in the ancient Taoist temple, everything is under their own swords and under the fanaticism of the group of people behind them.  Next, all are dead.  Until seven days ago, he couldn't bear it any longer and killed the woman who once crawled in front of him with his own hands, leaving her in the fire she lit and the bloody field she built.  It was also on that day that I found out who was overthrowing the Lingshen Sect, who was behind the Lingshen Sect, and what was between the two giants.  Then he fought all the way to the gate of Baiyun Temple, stood in front of a red pine, and faced the lazy young man directly, but he did not dare to move even an inch.  The greatest treasure of the Lingshen Sect lies in this dilapidated, old and withered Taoist temple in front of you. This news was obtained by you and the people behind you, after you tortured hundreds of core disciples of the Lingshen Sect to death.  In order to prevent mistakes, another hundred people were tortured to death for verification; in order to locate the location, they continued to hunt and kill fourteen Lingshen Sect foundation-building monks to get the exact location.  In order to know more, my group even surrounded the last seriously injured Jindan cultivator from the Lingshen Sect, and whittled her into a ghost. Only then did she have the awe she has today.  Luofu, the two Nascent Soul Lords from the Luofu Chen family, just two people, easily unplugged the huge sect that was pressing on their bodies, hearts, and minds in one day, and that was tormenting them all the time.  Like a game.  The war between the big surname and the reverse surname alliance lasted for a hundred thousand years, a battlefield filled with the blood and bones of hundreds of millions of monks, a vast picture of the fall of countless souls, all kinds of methods that exhausted people's hearts, and was so bloody that it was unimaginable, just like that day  Same, an entire mountain and all the mortals on it melted into one place.  Most of the countless wars in the world of cultivation originated from the contradiction between these two.  One has the destiny of heaven and earth, and his spiritual roots are unique in the universe. The other is unjust and wants to replace heaven's punishment with himself.  But like black and white Tai Chi, reincarnation goes around, using the common people in this world as beans, countless souls on both sides as elixirs, and ten thousand years as a period, finally the three true elixirs were refined.  And this time, it is just a slight friction that the reincarnation of heaven and earth begins again.  The big surname only gave birth to two Nascent Souls, and the reverse surname Alliance was just a certain unknown Yuan Shen who left a legacy in a cave magic weapon a few years ago.  The two tiny tentacles touched each other because the Lingshen Sect's fundamental method deliberately required the flesh and blood of the direct descendants of the great surname to refine the Chiyao Blood River Pill to assist in advancing to the Nascent Soul.  Like heaven and earth, what happened today is nothing more than that.  But Du Leicheng, who wanted to understand, naturally stood in front of the Baiyun Temple, thirty steps in front of Chen Guanshui, not daring to do anything.  You can¡¯t go straight into the Guanmen. The two Luofu Nascent Souls inside never think of themselves as such people. They will just dust themselves off like dust like the three Nascent Souls of Lingshen Sect.  You can't use treasures, spiritual weapons, or beautiful women to offer to the young man in front of you to express your feelings for each other. After all, how can a person from a wealthy family value these things of yours, and how can you accept the things of a person like you?  .  As for kneeling down and selling oneself, it is even more of a joke.  Du Leicheng watched as Chen Guanshui took out a golden lotus flower from an unknown place with a casual wave of his hand. With a flick of the wave, thirty-two faceless figures stood in front of him.  Then Chen Guanshui flicked the ball, and thirty-two green balls of light fell into the chests of those golden figures.  The light flowed and turned into thirty-two beauties.  With a little care, the dry grass and dry hills can be transformed into pavilions and pavilions in a blink of an eye.  But there was a pavilion and four wooden benches. Chen Guanshui occupied the bottom one, drinking alone, not looking up at the group of people slowly walking out of the forest.  ¡ª¡ª22 miles of miles are cloudy.  But there is a line like a knife, pointing straight away from the far south.  At the forefront of the cloud line, in an unknown place in the void, there is Leilei.  When they reached the top of the White Cloud Temple, they suddenly exploded and thousands of clouds rose up for no apparent reason, instantly turning a land of hundreds of miles into the Kingdom of Clouds.  The swirling smoke and clouds did not give any chance to those gathered in front of the audience. They were caught in an instant and thrown into an unknown place.  Only Du Lei City was left empty.  But now, he no longer has any pride.  He could only kneel on the ground with his most pious attitude; use his most pious heart, let go of all restraints, and let the three gazes above him, like fire, like the bright moon, and like smoke clouds, sweep across the sea of ??his consciousness.  Go through every corner of your life, look through every memory you have, and comment on the deepest hatred and regret, the sadness and pride, the namelessness and tears, the dignity and the pain of being broken like a knife.  Du Leicheng watched as things that lurked in the deepest part of the ocean of memory appeared in front of him, and he thought he had long forgotten them, re-experience them one by one.  The picturesque home was destroyed in an instant. The close friends I unexpectedly gained along the way were massacred just because of my negligence. I could only kill the women who had fallen in love with me, the girls who admired me, and the girls who had followed me coldly.  His own apprentice.  One after another, like inner demons, and like the scorching sun shining brightly in the sky, burning everything dry.  But Du Leicheng didn¡¯t dare to have any complaints.  In the pavilion, three people were already sitting in the three empty seats. Three people that Du Lei City never thought they would have the chance to meet.  Three real Yuanshen who already have their own way!  Hearing the Tao in the morning will lead to death in the evening!  If you die, you will die, so what¡¯s the point of complaining!
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