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Text Chapter 1143: Voiceless Voices in a Dull World

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    Just when Ji Xuantu's mind was racing with thoughts, he felt a soft light flash through his heart.  This light was like water, and the moment it flashed through Ji Xuantu's heart, the cracked Dao lines in Ji Xuantu's heart recovered instantly.  Ji Xuantu was overjoyed. At this moment, he had already thought about what happened and looked up into the void.  But in the void, a giant golden hand was gently holding the fallen boat in its hands.  This giant golden hand is tens of millions of feet long. The golden light is shining. When people see it, they can't help but feel a sense of worship in their hearts.  This kind of worship is not surrender, but a kind of gratitude from the bottom of the heart, an involuntary and willing to obey.  Even with Ji Xuantu's experience, at this moment, he didn't know what to call this feeling, but he knew one thing, that is, this feeling made it difficult for him to resist at all.  Even if this palm wants to kill him, he will not resist. All he can do is to wait quietly for the thundering palm to strike.  How could this be?  Ji Xuantu's heart was filled with questions, but he didn't know the answer to this question.  He looked down along the golden palm, and saw a treasure map under the golden palm, quietly blooming with golden light.  It¡¯s the golden light on the treasure map that gathers into a big golden hand.  And in the middle of the treasure map, stood a Taoist with a faint smile on his face.  Fang Ling, dressed in green clothes, stood calmly on the treasure map, looking at the Qingyun Shenzhou being held up by giant hands.  The power of Qingyun Shenzhou is declining rapidly. Qingmang Daojun and Yanyan Daojun standing on Qingyun Shenzhou can clearly feel this decline.  The reason for this decline is not just the increase in the power of the golden hand. The reason for this decline is the monks who activated the Qingyun Divine Ark, and the magic power that activated the Qingyun Divine Ark.  is constantly decreasing.  Even some monks with low cultivation level, the magic power to activate Qingyun Shenzhou has been weakened to half of their own strength.  Taojun Yanyan glanced at the monks with an angry look and was just about to speak.  Qingmang Daojun had already taken the opportunity to shout: "It's ridiculous to dare to show some tricks to confuse the mind here." Qingmang Daojun's drink is not an ordinary drink, in this drink.  Taojun Qingmang used a magical power called the Voiceless Sound of the Turbid World!  This is the magical power that he has learned from the laws of the great road that he controls, and is designed to break the evil laws of charm.  In order to deal with Fang Ling, Qingmang Daojun activated the power of the Great Law this time.  For Fang Ling, Taoist Qingmang hated him very much, not only because Fang Ling killed his son, but also because Fang Ling killed his Taoist clone.  Although this kind of clone did not cause much loss to himself, Qingmang Daojun still hated Fang Ling in his bones. ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? other.  Kill Fang Ling together.  It is a pity that at the moment when the voice of the world fell, those subordinates of Qingmang Daojun, who had no fighting spirit and relied solely on instinct for support, became even more ugly, and the mana they mobilized was even weaker than before.  Forty percent.  The giant Qingyun boat was pushed thousands of feet into the void by Fang Ling's big hand. Qingmang Daojun's face became extremely ugly.  His voice is voiceless.  Not only did it have no effect, but it seemed to help Fang Ling, which made him lose his face.     not to mention.  At his side at this time, there were not only his subordinates, but also an outsider, Lord Yan Yan.  "You guys, please step aside for now." Qingmang Taoist roared angrily, pinching the magic formula in his hand, and rays of green light converged on the blue cloud boat from all directions.  Qingyun Shenzhou.  At this moment, it no longer looked like a giant boat, but like a long sword, a long sword that pierced the heaven and earth, stabbing heavily towards the giant hand.  Fang Ling, who was standing on the treasure map, didn't pay much attention to the sword light. It could even be said that he didn't even raise his eyes to look at the huge blue boat.  The golden palm moved towards the giant cyan boat. In an instant, the giant hand and the giant cyan boat collided together.  At the moment of the collision, Qingmang Daojun suddenly felt a feeling in his heart, that is, the power of the Qingyun giant boat he had activated had suddenly disappeared by 30%.  And at this moment, his intention to kill Fang Ling was reduced by 50%.  How is this possible? My heart is filled with murderous intent towards this boy. Now, why does this murderous intent disappear from my mind?  This is not trueI was studying, but this kind of thing really happened to me.  Qingmang Daojun was surprised in his heart. Before he could figure out what was going on, the Qingyun Shenzhou was sent flying a hundred feet away by Fang Ling.  "Junior, although your magic method is weird, today, I will make it impossible for you to escape with wings!" Qingmang Taoist burst out with anger in his heart, soared into the air from the Qingyun Divine Boat, and a green stick appeared in his hand.  sticks.  This wooden stick is three feet and three inches long. It does not appear to have any charms on the whole body, but the lines in the wooden stick converge into a pattern full of endless vitality.  As Daojun Qingmang waved the wooden stick, billowing green light gathered into a huge forest in the void.  This forest is overwhelming, and countless plants, flowers, and vines are blooming in this forest. With the appearance of this picture, the surrounding void and the power of the avenue within a thousand miles are completely repelled by this picture.  Fang Ling felt that the power of Qingmang Daojun's attack was more than double the power of his Taoist Law.  Fang Ling didn't take it lightly with twice the power. His Seven Heaven-Splitting Spears had been transformed into six. No matter which spear he used, he could catch Qingmang Daojun's attack.  However, Fang Ling did not take out his spear. Instead, he waved his hand towards the void, took his master sword of Shangqing Tianlei Sword into his hand, and then flew towards the wooden stick in the air.  The Shangqing Tianlei Sword's attack did not have many moves to speak of, which made Qingmang Daojun's eyes filled with a trace of sarcasm.  After all, he is a newly-achieved Dao Lord and does not have many means.  Compared with veteran Tao Lords like himself, there is a huge gap.  But just when the light in Qingmang Daojun's eyes had not completely dissipated, a strange feeling suddenly arose in his heart.  This feeling weakened his fighting spirit by three points again.  The disappearance of three points of fighting spirit is equivalent to the weakening of three points of mana.  (~^~) ps: Mao¡¯s new book Portable Heroes has already reached 300,000 words. Woohoo, it can¡¯t be more mature. Brothers who like cats, please help me collect it!  It's time to kill
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