I saw red light rolling in the smoke, and countless red light squirming, which firmly resisted the smoke sprayed by Wang Guang.
"The existence of ancient times, you have completely fallen, why think of ways to resurrection? The world no longer belongs to you, but to us. Go back to the eternal sleeping world. "Wang Guang felt an extremely subtle breath from the practitioner when he released red light to resist his smoke.
As soon as the breath appeared, he felt a mass of anger rising in his mind. Under the burning of anger, he couldn’t wait to completely tear the person who exudes this smell into pieces.
"What ancient existence, I don’t know what you are talking about, let me out quickly." The practitioner in the red light has a ferocious face, and he struggles to resist the smoke of the demon road. Beads with a big thumb xi fell out of his mouth. These beads fell under his feet and turned into red se lotus flowers. Lotus bloomed, and it began to slowly absorb the smoke from the demon road.
"Into my hand, also want to leave? When it’s a dream. " With a strange cry, the black smoke contracted more quickly with a fierce effort.
Trapped in the smoke, the practitioner screamed repeatedly, and he spouted a red sexi flag from his mouth. The flag shook, and clouds of fire flew out from it. These fires turned into rosefinch flying up and down, or fell on the red lotus, or merged into the red light. By this means, it is once again resisted the black smoke of the demon road.
"Maitreya should be killed." The evil monk’s face changed greatly when he looked at it. You know, when he was fighting with Wang Guang, he was surrounded by smoke, and even if he used all means, he could not resist this kind of smoke reception. But now there is a spiritual practitioner who can resist the smoke reception so easily. How can this not surprise him? Other people around him who killed the prisoners also showed their evil eyes one by one. After all, they all knew how powerful the means of demonizing people was.
"The ancient magic weapon Suzaku Banner, I am afraid that only those ancient practitioners can have such treasures." A practitioner stepped forward and pulled a shuttle out of his arms to throw it at the smoke.
The demon’s mind turned, and the smoke left and right separated by a gap, and the shuttle was absorbed.
After the shuttle flew into the smoke, under the care of the demon spirit, it was not attracted by the smoke method, but turned into a black dragon that ran into the xi flag of the practitioner. Another practitioner suddenly stood upside down in the air, muttering in his mouth, and a foul-smelling black smoke emerged from his navel and followed the gap into the black smoke of the demon road.
"It’s time for these magic weapons to change their owners." The air practicer quacked in the air, and he controlled the foul-smelling black smoke, which was suddenly wrapped around the xi flag in the hands of the air practicer while the dragon was fighting with Suzaku.
Oddly enough, this xi flag can resist the black smoke of the demon road, but it can’t resist the foul black smoke of the practitioner. I only heard a sizzling sound, and the black smoke eroded the xi flag continuously. However, during the breathing, the red xi flag became extremely dark, and after a rotation, it flew out from the hands of the practitioner.
"You wicked man, give me back my magic weapon." The practitioner trapped in the smoke was shocked and resentful when he saw that his most secret magic weapon had been taken away. Anger soared, burning him out of his mind, thinking only of grabbing back his magic weapon.
It’s also his bad luck. Originally, he was an ordinary practitioner in ancient times, but later he was scattered by those demons in the war between gods and demons. A trace of his soul was born with the help of the Suzaku flag, which was hidden in a magma and rested. Now, heaven and earth are induced, and it is inexplicably reincarnated. I never thought that he had just been born again for three or five years, and he fell into such a field today. How can this not make him depressed?
"Don’t struggle, give me a good hand." With a strange smile, Demon Road once again mobilized his mana and fiercely absorbed the ancient spiritual practitioner.
The ancient practitioner lost the Suzaku flag, and the rest of the red-violet was eaten clean by the dragon transformed by the shuttle in an instant. At that time, his mind was in turmoil and he was swallowed into the world of then by the demon way.
When he fell into the world of then, countless monsters appeared around him out of thin air and began to attack and bite. These monsters are demonized according to the memories of ancient great powers and some thoughts of Isag, the Lord of ghosts and gods. Although it has its shape, it still scares the practitioner.
He frantically struggled and wailed in the dream world of the demon road and then, but no one wanted to help him. Let him use thousands of secret methods and means, and finally he is still torn to pieces by this dream world.
A golden soul is suspended in the air, and the diabolical mind turns, which tears the soul into tens of thousands and then melts into the dream gods, so that they can be suppressed forever.
After the soul was torn apart, all the memories contained in it were learned by the demon road. He watched it a little, and after confirming the identity of the other party, he condensed the memory of this ancient practitioner and broke away from the dream world of then.
"This is the man’s memory. If you watch it carefully, you may learn something from it." The demon opened his mouth and spit out a golden se bead to suspend in the air. When the bead emerged, it gave off a strong breath.
Some people who killed prisoners actually realized the tragic war between gods and demons in ancient times with this little breath, and some people even realized the practice of some ancient practitioners from it.
"I didn’t expect you to be willing to take out such heavy treasures." The evil monk took a deep breath, as if to absorb all the breath from the gold se beads into his belly.
"As long as we can break through the practice as soon as possible and control the whole world of practice, I am willing to take out anything." Demon Road laughed at this and said, "One day, I will be as powerful as those ancient gods and demons."
"Those ancient ghosts and gods are more tough than one, and they want to be as powerful as they are. I’m afraid there are no billions of years, and they can’t reach that point at all. And you don’t know if you can live to that time. " One side of the evil monk separated a golden body to feel the memory of the ancient practitioner, while talking with Wang Guang without a word of ji.
"People always have to work hard and work hard for a goal. I am happy when I succeed, and I have no regrets when I fail. " Demon Road narrowed his eyes and looked at the gold se bead that kept turning and smiled: "At least I tried, even if it failed, it doesn’t matter."
"Thoroughly investigate the practitioners in Zongmen. As long as there are abnormalities, all lng will be erased in the inner door. It is hard to say that there will be other gains."
"Of course, it’s a pity that in this way, I’m afraid those disciples outside the door will panic, and it’s hard to trigger a lun." With a grimace of a grin, the evil monk reached out into the golden light behind his head, pulled out a golden body from it and threw it into the air. When the golden body hovered in the air, it flew out of the inner mountain and went outside to carry out the orders of the evil monk.
"Move the lun? Can it be comparable to the moving lun during the war between the gods and demons? " Demon Road smiled disdainfully: "There are too many people in Zongmen, and some people can’t dive in peace of mind. It’s a good thing to take the opportunity to kill them."
"Being original has gone to a dive. If it’s all right, don’t bother me."
Having said that, the diabolical way, regardless of how other people killed the prison handled the beads condensed by the memory of the ancient practitioners, directly cast the fire escape technique and returned to their latent cultivation.
Jing Hua, a star with more than one person, has never changed. It has penetrated from the air and fell to the ground for years, or it has been absorbed by the demon road or integrated into the mountains and the earth, nourishing its spiritual pulse.
Around Yaodao Qianxiu, there are dozens of arm-thick star beams falling from the sky. Under these beams, there are either curled apes and tigers or flying crane eagles. These things are all yuan gods cultivated by the demon after using the evil demon to turn into magical powers.
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Chapter two hundred and thirty-seven Mind induction
Chapter two hundred and thirty-seven Mind induction
Chapter two hundred and thirty-seven
The days of sneaking around passed quickly, and decades passed unconsciously.
In this hundred years, something happened in Tongtian’s killing of prisoners. At first, some Dan teachers colluded with each other and left the prison-killing Sect. Later, some disciples outside the door, under the help of a willing heart, even thought about the power riots all day.
To this end, in just a few decades, after killing people in prison and slaying dozens of experts in the outside world, it made Zongmen calm again.