The strongest Taoist priest: the beginning is a fairy

Chapter 205, Let's Play Chess with Pindao
Li Wei sat cross-legged in the room and looked out the window at the battlefield.

It's not that Li Wei wants to stand by and watch.

High cultivation and strong lethality are two different things.

Li Wei pays himself that his cultivation has not reached the level of all kinds of weapons.

On my side, the ones who need to be vigilant are the monsters around the Baiyun Temple, who are watching eagerly.

These demons do not belong to the human world and wander outside the city to survive.

Maybe seeing Feiyi's recovery is to wait and see, maybe there are other ideas.

Demons are heterogeneous.

Most demons are unable to fully integrate into human society, and there will still be differences between humans and demons after all.

Physically, mentally, racially, physically.

There are all kinds of differences, but now that human civilization is the leader, most monsters do not appear.

Now that Feiyi is recovering, maybe there will be some demons hoping that the revived ancient demon gods will lead the demons.

How about changing the fate of human beings and establishing a civilization that belongs to demons?

Of course, there are also some swayers among them. Human beings will follow human beings if they are domineering, and Fei Yi will obey Fei Yi if he is domineering.

Human beings need to show their strength and courage at this time to frighten those night demons.

Attract swingers and deter hidden hawks.

Sure enough, as soon as the Dongfeng liquid nitrogen came out, the surrounding temperature instantly turned into the cold winter in the north, and the hard scales that protected him burst.

"It's impossible for such a small human being. How could you not be able to suppress me!"

The scales that accompanied him for 5000 years were broken, which made Fei Yi tremble with fright.

The scale armor is fire and lightning protection, but the body is not necessarily.

Divine beasts also have flesh and blood.

It will hurt, it will hurt, it will die.

Moreover, he has just been unsealed, and his strength has not yet fully recovered.

run away.

This is a fat idea.

This time, Kazumako pushed the cauldron of Han down again.

For some reason, this time, it was very heavy on him.

He was so overwhelmed that he couldn't breathe.

The luck of the Ninth Division agents actually resonated with the Han Zhiding.

Let the weight of the Han Zhiding increase greatly.

Han, undoubtedly has been destroyed.

In the later period of the Han Dynasty, the hearts of the people were unpopular, and the hearts and powers were destroyed.

but why
This Han Zhiding, will it be so heavy?
It seems that Kazumako also has some doubts that the weight of the Han Zhiding will increase sharply, and it will resonate with the dynasty luck of the members of the Ninth Division.

This time, Fei Yi still broke free from Han Zhiding's suppression.

Only this time He was really scared.

What happened in front of my eyes was too weird, not quite the same as I imagined.

The eye hidden in the forest.

"The luck of this human being. Such a strange dynasty luck"

Some monsters who live longer and are proficient in the mystical art of observing qi look at the dynasty luck that is transpiring on Baihe.

Yes, very exuberant.

But also very strange.

There is no domineering spirit of the dynasty, nor the kingly spirit of the real dragon.

Not in dragon form.

In ancient times, this kind of luck was basically the luck of subjugation of the country and species, and practitioners and demons from all walks of life would avoid it for fear of avoiding it.

After all, how could the Huaxia Dynasty be so powerful without a real dragon?

Why is there no real dragon in Huaxia?

However, this luck is genuine and prosperous.

"Do you think it's impossible, vixen?"

"Ok?"

The watching monster turned his head sharply, and looked at a little girl in a black suit, 1.5 meters tall.

The little girl said while blowing bubbles.

"You may not understand, the current Huaxia is not a dynasty, it is now called the Republic, the People's Republic."

The fox demon was so shocked that he didn't even notice the little girl approaching.

"who are you?"

The little girl stretched out a cat's tail, she was a cat demon.

"As a demon, you are actually a minion of human beings?" The fox demon also stretched out his tail, grinning his teeth: "It's so weird, without the dynasty luck of a real dragon, aren't you afraid of the dynasty's collapse, and your cultivation will go to waste?"

The fox demon's lifespan is not short, but he knows it.

A dynasty without real dragon luck means a short-lived dynasty.

"Everything depends on luck. If you can understand the rise and fall by looking at luck, then living is too simple."

At this time, the luck on the cat demon in a suit rose, and it also rose with her magic power.

And the destiny of the dynasty to which she belongs is also rising at this time.

After living for so many years, this is the first time he has seen such luck.

"what."

The rising fortune of the dynasty is raging like fire.

But it is not the shape of a real dragon.

It's the shape of a cat demon.

Looking at the soldiers of the ninth division and Bai He, there is no real dragon in their luck.

Everyone's dynasty luck is their own shape.

There is no dynasty led by a real dragon.

Or, everyone is the real dragon leading the dynasty.

"Have you seen such luck in books?"

"No." Qiu Nanhe looked at the Shu Han Zhiding who resonated with the agents of the Ninth Division.

Incomparably majestic luck.

There is no real dragon meaning.

For the first time since ancient times, there is such luck.

However, Qiu Nanhe and Taoist Longhu had no intention of fishing, so they picked up their own Taoist soldiers and spells.

Let this ancient god go wherever he came from.

Beat the water snake.

But this time Feiyi didn't dare to delay, he directly gave up half of his body.

Fat Yi, one head and two bodies.

A whole body for death.

"Is my Dao door the place where you can come and go whenever you want?"

Taoist Dragon and Tiger sacrificed the Thunder Talisman again, this time after he sacrificed the Thunder Talisman, his face was pale, and the Talisman drawn with his blood was gone.

Not even a drop can be squeezed out belongs to yes.

This lightning struck crookedly.

The ancient gods risked their lives to escape, and they didn't have much means to stop them.

"What about that fellow Taoist, why didn't you see him make a move?"

Qiu Nanhe didn't see Li Wei at this time either.

The people from the ninth department made a move, and so did the people from the Taoist school. Why didn't we see that mysterious fellow.

To be able to resonate with the Demon Locking Tower, his cultivation should not be too ugly.

"It's probably just some supernatural characteristics, and the cultivation level is not high." Taoist Longhu sat on the ground panting, and complained palely: "Maybe it's a silver pewter spear head, he doesn't even know how to confer the talisman .”

Daoist Longhu was naturally displeased to let Fei Yi run away like this, but now there is nothing to stop him from running away.

Already, there is no other way.

Exhausted means can repel him, but can't prevent him from escaping, but once he escapes, the meaning of this fierce battle will be greatly reduced.

At this moment, what the sensitive people perceived was the sudden silence on the battlefield.

This sudden sense of complete silence stunned the practitioners.

Even Fat Yi felt a sense of abnormality.

Suddenly, a voice rang in his ears.

"Why don't you come and play a game of chess with the poor?"

"you"

pat-

It is the sound of chess pieces falling on the board.

This sound, in such a quiet environment, is so harsh.

Fei Yi saw a group of people sitting cross-legged on the top of the mountain in front of him.

in front of his eyes.

(End of this chapter)