The black-clothed Zuo Shi was driving a black handkerchief. Not only was his speed three points faster than an ordinary flying magic weapon, but the billowing smoke emitted from the black handkerchief also caused the black-clothed Zuo Shi and the five evil spirit-filled The man was tightly wrapped in the middle. In the eyes of outsiders, the guards of Gyeongbokgung Palace who could not even fly into it did not play any role at all.
Just when the black-clothed Zuo Shi was thinking about how to kill with one strike, she felt a divine consciousness covering her body. The intensity of this consciousness was no worse than hers, which made the black-clothed left envoy's expression change! Just when she was about to greet him with her spiritual consciousness, she heard someone in the shrouded consciousness say in a deep voice: "Since fellow Taoist disciples have come to Qingfu Palace, please come to Zhongji Hall. The three of us have been waiting for you for a long time. "
The black-clothed Zuo Shi was originally a strong person, and she was assisted by the Five Evils, so she snorted and said nothing. She just pushed the handkerchief three minutes faster. At this time, the man surnamed Wang had already said to Fang Ling in a deep voice: "Junior brother Fang, this is my senior sister, Dong Qingyu of Chunyu Valley. As for me, Wang Lucheng of Chunyu Valley, this time my senior sister and I came here because we have something to discuss. Junior Brother Fang talks.¡±
According to the plan made by the two people, they were to take action directly while Fang Ling was not paying attention. This would not only save hands and feet, but also be beneficial to the use of the man surnamed Wang's spirit control technique.
"It turns out to be Senior Sister Dong and Senior Brother Wang." Fang Ling said enthusiastically, "These two Senior Brothers and Senior Sisters are here to visit us. I apologize for being too far away to welcome you."
As soon as Fang Ling said these words, Dong Qingyu and Wang Lucheng suddenly had strange expressions on their faces. Since the two of them had reported their names, they didn't believe that Fang Ling didn't understand their purpose. Could it be that Fang Ling was so polite that Junior Brother Fang was afraid?
However, the two people looked at each other and saw a trace of determination in the other's eyes. They would not stop doing anything. Since they had made up their mind, they could never change it.
Wang Lucheng laughed and said: "Junior Brother Fang is too polite, we are cultivators. There is no need to talk about so many etiquette, Junior Brother" After saying this, Wang Lucheng's expression changed, and his consciousness had already felt There was a cold murderous intention, but before he could react, three flying swords with a faint yellow light were already slashing towards him!
Wang Lucheng was shocked. At this time, there was no time to speak. He patted his Small Universe Bag, and a mirror-like magic weapon flew out of the air. In an instant, it turned into the size of a millstone, blocking the three flying swords that were flying towards him. At the same time, Dong Qingyu, who was standing next to him, also offered a jade plaque. The jade token flashed with purple light, blocking the two sword lights that were attacking him. At this moment, both of them were shocked, secretly wondering if this person named Fang was plotting the murder secretly?
And at this moment, I heard a cold rebuke, and a black handkerchief suddenly grew a thousand times larger. It was like a trap being thrown down towards where the three of them were standing.
"Devil!" Wang Lucheng has experienced a lot. Looking at the strong demonic aura hidden under the handkerchief, he couldn't help shouting in shock.
Although he didn¡¯t know the power of this black handkerchief, he also knew that he couldn¡¯t let it fall, otherwise, he would die. Therefore, although this battle was strange, it did not allow him to hesitate at all. Shen shouted, and a spiritual secret hit the precious mirror. Dots of green light instantly flew up from the mirror.
This precious mirror is a top-notch magic weapon that Wang Lucheng accidentally obtained from a cave left behind by a monk. It has always been regarded as a life-saving thing by him. At this moment, he used all his strength to activate the treasure mirror, which made his face turn a little blue. The green light turned into a curtain of light, and the handkerchief blocking it was difficult to fall down for a while. When Dong Qingyu heard the fierce shouting, he also had a talisman in his hand and changed his hand. Just hit the two men in black in front of him.
"Bang bang bang!" A dozen long and thick thunder snakes emerged from the spell in an instant, weaving into a purple thunder net in mid-air, trying to cover the two men in black.
Fang Ling also released two colors of Ruyi at this time. He looked at the actions of Dong Qingyu and Senior Brother Wang, and secretly thought that these two people, as foundation-building monks, indeed had extraordinary abilities. If I didn't rely on the Nala Mountain Secret Realm Map, it would definitely not be easy to win over the two of them. As thoughts flashed in his mind, he also danced with the two colors as he wished, protecting his body.
The black Zuo envoy gave a cold scolding, suddenly waved his palm, and a big black hand suddenly grabbed Wang Lucheng's treasure mirror, and the five men who were driving flying swords waved their magic spells almost at the same time, and the five swords The lights gathered together to form a ten-foot-long sword light, which slashed towards the thunder net!
It can be said that Wang Lucheng fought this battle inexplicably. He came here mainly to take advantage. Unexpectedly, he did not take advantage of it. He also fought this battle inexplicably. Moreover, this battle seemed to be for Fang Ling. The cylinder. At this moment, he felt extremely aggrieved! But no matter how aggrieved he was, he still had to pass the current level before he could talk about it. That precious mirror is his protective treasure.No matter what, it is something that must not be lost.
"Sacrifice!" Wang Lucheng felt that the black palm was not simple, so he had to use the most powerful magic function of the mirror even though his energy was depleted. Along with his roar, the treasure mirror flashed with light, and the green light it sprayed condensed into a three-foot-long sword light, which went straight towards the big hand. This sword light is not weaker than the flying sword of ordinary foundation-building monks.
After exerting this change, Wang Lucheng also showed a smile on his face. As soon as the woman came up, she attacked him. This time I must let the woman know how powerful he is, Great Immortal Master Wang! But the expression of the left envoy in black did not change at all, and his big black hand directly grasped the sword light.
More than a dozen sword rays struck the big black hand almost at the same time, but it was different from the moment Wang Lucheng imagined the big hand shattered. The moment the sword light collided with the big black hand, streaks of black energy emerged from the big hand, directly covering the sword light in the middle. The extremely sharp sword light was like a small fish in a net at this moment, unable to move at all.
Wang Lucheng's expression changed. He ignored the consumption of spiritual energy in his body and spit out a large mouthful of original energy, hoping to make the sword light escape from the big black hand. Unfortunately, before the green light of the treasure mirror could fly again, more than a dozen sword lights had turned into black. That big hand has already grasped the precious mirror fiercely. A record that he had seen while browsing the classics suddenly appeared in Wang Lucheng's mind. He shouted in shock: "The Great Demon's Robbery Hand, this is the Great Demon's Robbery Hand!"
As soon as these words were spoken, the cold and stern Zuo Shi said calmly: "This is just a small devil's robbery. If it were a big devil's robbery, why would there be such trouble?"
Fang Ling didn¡¯t even know what the big devil¡¯s robbery hand and the small devil¡¯s robbery hand meant. But Wang Lucheng knew this very well. When the five major sects were encircling and suppressing the Hua Mo Sect, the Hua Mo Sect had a Yuanying elder who specialized in the Great Demon Tribulation Hand. He could wield it with one hand, even the magic weapon that Yuanying monks had trained for many years. Take it, it will definitely be extremely powerful. Because of this elder, the five major sects' encirclement and suppression operations almost failed.
Although the woman in black denies that she is the devil, Wang Lucheng has already felt a bad feeling in his heart. And at this moment, his mind trembled. The precious mirror that was originally connected to his mind suddenly seemed to be cut off by something the moment he was caught. He could no longer feel that he was on the precious mirror. That trace of spiritual power.
At this moment, Wang Lucheng was so frightened that he didn't care about causing any more trouble to Fang Ling. He patted his Little Universe Bag and flew out a handful of talismans, heading straight towards the woman in black, but he himself stood up. He got up and flew straight out of the palace. The woman sneered, pointed at the black handkerchief, and rolled it directly towards Wang Lucheng.
At this time, Dong Qingyu was not having an easy time compared with Wang Lucheng. Although Dong Qingyu's cultivation level is much stronger than that of Wang Lucheng, Dong Qingyu, who only relies on one flying sword, is now in a panic by three flying swords connected together.
She had already had the intention of escaping. When she saw Wang Lucheng flying up, she suddenly gave a deep shout. The fluttering figure instantly turned into three and fled in three directions.
"Blood Sky Slash!" Five men with cold faces shouted almost simultaneously. The two flying swords that were originally entangled with Fang Ling came together again. The blood-colored light was like a waterfall, slashing towards the void. passed. The sword light flashed, and a body cut into two pieces appeared in the void. Dong Qingyu's eyes widened and he couldn't believe that he would die like this.
Fang Ling's brows also began to sweat. Since he completed the foundation building, he has gained a sense of confidence in himself. However, this life-and-death battle made him clearly realize that monks who can become foundation-building practitioners have their own unique abilities. Apart from anything else, if Dong Qingyu wanted to escape from his hands using the method just now, he would not be able to stop him at all. And the sword light of the five men in black gathered together was even more bizarre.
Although Wang Lucheng had flown three feet away at this time, Dong Qingyu's death still made him feel cold in his heart. He was so depressed at this moment that he wanted to bang his head. These people in the demonic path were obviously coming for Fang Ling, and the two of them just happened to catch up. Fang Ling was still fine, but Dong Qingyu died in the demonic path in a daze. In the hands of the middle man.
What a bad start!
He became increasingly impatient and focused all his attention on escaping, but where could he escape? The moment he flew five feet away, the black handkerchief suddenly rolled up, directly wrapping his whole body in the handkerchief. A smile appeared on the face of the woman in black. She waved towards the black handkerchief, which shrank to its original size and fell into her hand. As soon as he turned over the handkerchief, Wang Lucheng suddenly turned into ashes.
But at this time, she found that there was silence all around. Not only Fang Ling, but the five blood demons who came with her also disappeared without a trace.