Folklore starts from the blood god of Xiangxi

Chapter 453 Monarch Fishing, Time Really Hurts

Amidst the "buzzing buzzing" sound of the copper pillar, a sword came out through the body!

It's Feijian!
The crimson flying sword turned into illusory light, covering the copper pillar.

Feijian Eight Techniques.

Pick, the sword walks the dragon and the snake!

Thorn, the white rainbow pierces the sun!

Twisted, oolong troubles the sea.

Wash, green snake around the column.

……

Crimson flying swords surround the copper pillars.

All the "master craftsmen" disappeared, and a chain came out from the ghost carpet, and tied one of the Hydra's heads.

"Die!"

Dijun's temper was hot, and Lin Feng's "fixation technique" between his brows was cast without hesitation, and time was frozen at this moment.

Even Zhang Zhuoen, who was reciting the mantra, was taken aback for a moment.

"Hi, unique skill."

Zhang Zhuo'en couldn't help but said, this is a real unique skill, even if he is a god, this trick, whether he can or can't, the gods don't mean to be proficient in everything.

There are so many immortals that cannot be solved.

This trick was at its peak, and the timing was so ingenious that even those who were watching couldn't help but let out an exclamation.

Feijian also made a real red dragon, which was about to bite off the head.

Who knew that at this time, the head that seemed to be doing nothing, with an aura similar to that of a historian, suddenly moved.

The sword energy passed through this head, but the head was unharmed.

"It's also time."

This might be the second "historian" that Lin Feng met, not counting Teacher Xun and Professor Han, the time around him began to flow unusually.

Lin Feng took a closer look at this flow.

Almost ten times normal.

This kind of time is useless to Yu Lei, but this is just a prelude, Lin Feng can see clearly, the other party's intention is to send away the "three gods of plague" here
Missed. .

"Only one chance."

Zhong Kui's voice came from below, and the crimson majesty seeped out from below, turning into patches of clouds.

This is a battle beyond the sixth rank.

These gods, except for Zhang Zhuo'en, have already exposed their means beyond rank six.

Now a third-rank god is needed to bring them out.

"With a bang, rush out a road from above."

Lin Feng looked up.

The freeze technique just now cost half of his storage, but it's not impossible to use it again.

It's not that Lin Feng can't understand the method of the "historian" just now.

The "historian" is the best teacher for the "historian".

Lin Feng looked up at the scene without saying anything, he just looked at the tricks of another "historian".

"I need time."

Zhang Zhuoen said.

He suddenly transformed into multiple arms, these arms overlapped, Dharma Conch, Dharma Drum, Incense Burner...

All the instruments used in various scientific ceremonies are in his hands.

"Little Taoist priest, be more ruthless!"

Below is the voice of the emperor.

Zhang Zhuoen didn't speak, he wrote his name on the board, a real fire burned, and the misty smoke filled the peach tree branches.

Lin Feng could see clearly that this was also a supernatural power.

The smoke did not follow the "above" that normal people thought.

This "smoke" gradually disappeared in this world.

He's in that as well as another place.

Scattered from a branch of a mahogany branch.

Came to the unknown.

It was Zhang Zhuoen himself who wrote his name on it as a memorial.

Zhang Zhuoen became immortal in two lives.

Even if he became a god, it wasn't all his own means.

His means, and many others, come from Keyi.

His name was already very useful.

"Deal with this thing," Lin Feng heard Zhong Kui's voice. The thing he said was the parasite in the sky. "We have nothing to fear when we deal with this thing. It's a pity that there is a miracle here."

Miracle, should be the real master here.

That is "mirror".

This is the thing that bothers everyone, because it is sleeping, and if you wake it up, everything will stop.

So, they only have one chance.

Keyi, Lin Feng knew that Yu Lei would do the same, but unfortunately, Yu Lei now needs to build a ladder for everyone, and he is working hard to protect everyone here.

Even the gods cannot be illuminated by the gods.

As for Zhong Kui.

There are no ghosts here for Zhong Kui to eat.

Zhong Kui fixed his eyes on the parasite above, ready to give him a little "shock" at any time.

"It's just some beasts who don't know etiquette and shame."

Zhong Kui snorted coldly, "We are all compatriots who cannibalize each other."

The copper pillar cast by the source seed will not be split by a simple sword.

However, the shadows on the ground have all disappeared.

The peach trees are tens of thousands of feet high, even Lin Feng is starting to get a little nervous.

Because when the mahogany tree was growing, it began to penetrate into the purple enveloping air.

In an instant, inside the purple, there were strange scenes everywhere.

Time, like Wanhua mirror, is reversed!

Countless breaths, as if the peach wood was cut into thousands of pieces, combined at will.

Fortunately, this is the peach tree, and inside the peach tree is Yu Lei's territory, chains spread out from the peach tree branches.

Like a fisherman fishing.

It's a pity that Yu Lei's luck doesn't look good.

Every time, it's the Air Force.

"It's the hardest time."

As the peach tree branches went up, Lin Feng felt more blocked by the peach tree's rise, as if he was stuck in a quagmire and couldn't use it.

Lin Feng heard him chanting a mantra very quickly.

"Yuanshi God, the true sign and decree. Yuanshi is too true, and the five spirits are noble.

Taiwei Haoying, the hole shines through the eight gates.The five elders told their lives, and everyone heard about it.

Go up to the nine heavens, town Fengshan in the middle, and go down to the source of the Twelve Rivers in Chuanhai.

The Eight Powers Divine Mantra, Ling Ce Yu Wen.Call the dragon to carry the water, absorb the breath and gather the smoke.

Restraining demons and sending ghosts, there is nothing to punish.

Thousands of spirits are destroyed, and the demon atmosphere is swept away. "

As he said this, the incense in his hand began to change continuously, changing into one vision after another, exuding a pure fragrance.

Pavilions, terraces and pavilions, celebrating clouds.

People outside seemed to have noticed something was wrong.

The passage of time is faster, and a strange suction is hidden in the passage of time, like a poisonous snake.

The head "made by a master craftsman" suddenly shrank, and she was not in a hurry to do it.

As we all know, dogs that bite don't bark.

"Great craftsmanship" must have a reason for doing so.

The attraction of the singular soon came into play.

This is dispersal.

Dispel the power of the gods that do not belong to this time.

Even if the three of them have all kinds of means and supernatural powers, they will disappear in smoke after being dispersed.

At this moment, no gods are allowed to appear in this world.

No deity of any kind is allowed.

Natural phenomena were also excluded from the world, and another round of deep sleep began.

Even if it is a god with a lot of incense, it is still like this.

Zhang Zhuoen and others, what can they do in vain?

"Zhong Kui, think of a way!"

"Got it, got it, don't make any noise, I've already figured out a way."

The mahogany branch slammed into the sky, tearing open one after another.

But corresponding to this, the mahogany branch is full of scars.

'If you are anxious, you will expose more things that you usually hide. This is true for mortals, and so are these gods. '

Naturally, Lin Feng didn't think about the people on his side.

He was thinking of the enemy next to him.

He could see clearly that the head of the "historian" in front of him was really anxious.

The breath penetrated into the peach tree.

This was moved by Professor Han, a rescuer at his peak!

This "historian" head is indeed very skillful.

The mahogany branch was illusory, and a few strands of breath penetrated the defense, and sneaked towards the inside, and Yu Lei's voice sounded: "Zhong Kui, give us a ride!"

"Okay! Today's aggrieved fight, someone Zhong wrote it down!"

That's how they think.

They are rescuers who have been moved here, one side has to move, the other side has to be sent away, Yu Lei's meaning is very clear, he must not be sent away.

At this moment, he is protecting the people here.

Now being sent away, Zhang Zhuo'en and Lin Feng, who had not completed the rituals, would fall into parasites.

Zhang Zhuoen was caught inside, Yu Lei didn't know if he could leave.

Lin Feng would definitely not be able to leave.

So if he can't go, someone must go for him.

So after all the calculations, there is only Zhong Kui!
Zhong Kui's anger turned into a layer of crimson shimmer, which blessed the peach tree.

Even so, the higher one goes up, the faster this layer of faint red light will disappear.

"Little Taoist priest, hurry up!"

Yu Lei had no choice but to open his mouth to urge.

Zhang Zhuo'en ignored him, he spoke extremely clearly and never did anything useless.

Will not be disturbed by foreign objects!

Yu Lei's reminder, to Zhang Zhuoen at this time, is almost like a gust of wind.

Lin Feng also didn't say a word, he looked carefully and fell into it.

The means of the "historian" outside are so beautiful!

What he looked at was "real damage", which was a means of using time to bypass all defenses.

This method can be blessed on all spells.

As powerful as Yu Lei, "Peachwood" was still hurt by such means.

Every time a trace appears on the "peach wood", it is actually equivalent to the condensed "intent" that has become a substance, and scars appear on it.

The scars of "will" are reflected on the body, which is extremely difficult to repair.

The crimson anger had turned into light red, and Zhong Kui was about to be sent away.

The mahogany is still stretching, but this time, those slings no longer search inside, it starts to shrink extremely.

Just for defense.

"Give me a piece of land, bigger! Sixty steps left and right, one hundred steps forward and backward."

It was only a further thirteen feet away, and the protective coating formed by Zhong Kui's "intention" was so dull that it almost disappeared.

Yu Lei had no nonsense, and really opened up a platform.

One Zhang Zhuoen stood still, but a large number of Zhang Zhuoen walked out from his side and stood aside.

This is a very high-standard ritual, even Zhang Zhuoen needs to concentrate on it.

Zhong Kui has not spoken for a long time.

Take the place where Zhang Zhuoen is standing now as the eye of the formation.

Another Zhang Zhuoen came out from here.

Avatar technique.

In an instant, dozens of Zhang Zhuoen stood on this platform.

Only the "eyes" here are motionless.

Knowing the urgency of the matter, Zhang Zhuoen saw the details, his spells were almost connected in a straight line, but Lin Feng could hear them.

"I have heard that Emperor Ziwei is the patriarch of subduing demons. He is the ancestor of all saints and the arch of all stars.

The ruler of power goes down to the earth, and the emperor is in the middle of the sky.The master holds Yin and Yang, and realizes the beauty of neither form nor emptiness.The outline of the universe is the mystery of who comes first.

The majestic and indescribable, the magnificent and vast are very Dao.

Show the secret decree of subduing demons, and open the wonderful door of disaster.Exterminate the group of murderers, grand and myriad. "

He gathered his hands together and saluted: "Jiang Zhuo'en, the official of the funeral, swept the floor as an altar, and appealed to the heavens for orders. He turned his back to the Tao, and bowed down to show mercy. The green flag was covered with a luan, and the shadow temporarily left the golden palace. The phoenix and the dragon tube, the sound gradually fell in the world.

Yuyi on the left, Jielin on the right, swagger in the front and Xuanwu in the back.Shenguang Heyi, Xiangyun Miluo.

The gods of heaven, earth, water and land hold scriptures and books.The commander-in-chief of Fengdu Yuefu, he fought with a battle-axe and Bingyan.

The auspicious fog is faint, and the smallpox is flying.Ran Ran rides down the clouds, and vigorously floats in the sky.

Worship the heavenly order, only welcome the holy driver. "

With this order, Yu Lei can be summoned, but Zhang Zhuoen is very clear that the person he wants to invite this time is not Yu Lei.

If he wanted to get out from here, he insisted on inviting a real master to come out.

Not only to take him away, but also to express this bad breath.

When did Zhang Zhuoen suffer from such a useless attitude?

Have a hard time?
Don't think about it, everyone, Zhang Zhuo'en is not some handsome young man who can't fight back.

Zhang Zhuoen knew very well that he only held grudges!

Because of holding grudges, he chose the Northern Emperor Fumojing.

Hit, just let go of the fight, never hide it!

At this moment, it moved, the head of the master craftsman outside moved!

Her head began to squirm, shuttling and walking in the purple enveloping air.

A very evil mimicry.

Lin Feng looked at the head of the "big snake", and it gradually spread towards here.

This spread to a certain extent, turned into a smooth mirror.

In this mirror, every mirror shows the appearance in front of you.

But compared to the "real" peach tree, everything in this mirror is darker and more blurred, making people extremely uncomfortable.

But it can still be seen that this is the towering peach tree in front of you.

The towering peach tree in front of him was reflected in it, and the mirror suddenly shattered!

The mahogany branches also suddenly shattered!

Yu Lei let out a muffled snort.

It's like trying to cut through this lush peach tree forest.

The opponent can touch one place, spread continuously, come from this direction, and after a while, they will reach Lin Feng.

Zhong Kui was sent away completely.

The force of expulsion went to the mahogany branch itself.

"Go inside."

Yu Lei said that he didn't bother Zhang Zhuoen who was doing the work. Zhang Zhuoen also went to the key department. Lin Feng vaguely heard the sound of wind and thunder coming from outside.

Has reached the most tense point.

Even if the sky falls outside, it has nothing to do with the people here.

"Heavenly evil is brilliant, and earthly evil is square.

Evil spirits and ghosts, how dare they hide.

As soon as Fei Gang sucked it, all ghosts died.

Left Kui and Right Gang, the holy lock.

Don't let it escape. "

At this time, Zhang Zhuoen suddenly opened his eyes and looked outside. After opening a gap, "made by a master craftsman" seemed to be overwhelming.

The peach trees are pitted.

There are places where divine light is lost everywhere, Zhang Zhuoen saw himself in the mirror when he opened his eyes.

He saw himself in the mirror and smiled at him.

He drew a command arrow from his sleeve.

"Heavenly thunder is faint. Si."

A thunder fell from the sky and landed in front of Zhang Zhuoen. Zhang Zhuoen looked at the gradually dissipating feet, and suddenly shouted loudly.

"Dijun, save me!"

(End of this chapter)