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Chapter 107 The Nine-story Anaconda Platform Yan Jianwei (please subscribe!)

Jing'an Road City.

Outside the city, the thick mist of water vapor was intertwined with bloody breath. At this moment, accompanied by a sound of piercing through the air, I saw a painting scroll splitting the mist, as if stacked sutra pillars were hanging down. When I looked again, I could already see clearly Seeing another huge wave coming from far and near, the turbulent sea barrier was emitting a continuous roar.

At this moment, there were almost ferocious monsters that were able to break free from the shackles of the seawater wall with brute force when they saw the trace of the monk.

Facing the raging attack from all directions, Yan Jianwei stepped on the Tai Chi of water and fire, with the air of a master, when he raised his hand and lowered it in an instant, the sky was full of red and sky blue, as if to The sky and the earth are all regarded as drawing paper, depicting magnificent and timeless mountains and rivers.

On the plausible treasure map, the fireworks are lively and the water is heavy.

At this moment, suddenly, Yan Jianwei's body trembled suddenly, and the strong wind swept through the gap between water and fire, blowing his messy hair in an instant, revealing the cheeks that he deliberately concealed.

When I looked carefully at this moment, Yan Jianwei's pale cheeks, for some reason, were marked by dark red lines, those lines were extremely fine and intertwined with each other over time.

At first glance, it looks like a snake scale.

At this moment, with Yan Jianwei's body trembling, there seemed to be uncontrollable blood rushing towards Yan Jianwei's head. When he looked again at this moment, there were auras of spiritual light on the dark red lines And passing by, it was more like an invisible boa constrictor crawling across his cheeks, deeply imprinting the changes in the traces in his flesh and blood.

In an instant, the change of the seal in Yan Jianwei's hand also stopped because of the painful trembling.

In the half-suspended place, the red and azure colors collapsed in the layers of mist.

Swish-swish-swish-!
After the mana lost control, the violent surging sound almost turned into the most raging storm.

At first, it was the thick azure water that fell down, and the rain fell from the rivers and mountains, as if every drop of rain had the power of ten thousand!

Immediately afterwards, the red flames that filled the sky collapsed, and suddenly turned the blue water of that day into some kind of fat and wine, and burst into flames!
boom--!
The out-of-control water and fire two phases slaughtered the monsters that attacked and killed them in the most cruel way, but at the same time, the out-of-control mana storm also engulfed Yan Jianwei's figure.

In the realm of foundation building, after all, it is only by stepping on the aura of magic power that one can stand in the air, and there is no mysterious magical power of Buxu.

At this time, the relay was lost under his feet, and the flaming red flames first burned Yan Jianwei's robe to gray and black, and then the storm came and knocked Yan Jianwei from the air.

Also at this time, suddenly there was a shrill ghost howling sound from far and near.

I haven't seen where the change is yet, but Yan Jianwei is surrounded by the cold feeling of falling into a ghost.

No matter how turbulent the fireworks were, without the infusion and support of Yan Jianwei's mana, they were nothing more than rootless trees. Accompanied by the ghostly wind, they extinguished the fireworks in the blink of an eye.

Until now, after Yan Jianwei controlled the spiritual light and stood firmly again, he heard Zhong Chaoyuan's voice not far away.

"Master Dao is also very strange. When we met each other by the Aquarius River, we were still opponents. Why have you entered Dao City since the disaster began? Every day is not as good as every day, what's the matter, looking at today's battle, if there is no Dao Lord to take action, you really plan to die here?"

Just as he was talking, Zhong Chaoyuan's voice got closer.

In the same place, Yan Jianwei's strength has been exhausted by standing upright and steady. Now, his body is trembling more and more, his shoulders are already shaking like chaff, and there is no time left to gather his hair to cover the bruises on his pale cheeks. Snake scale texture.

"you--"

Sure enough, Zhong Chaoyuan was still about to say something with a sarcasm in his tone, but when he stood nearby and saw the snake pattern at a glance, the voice of senior brother Lihen Gong stopped suddenly.

He grinned, as if he was about to laugh, then pursed his lips tightly; raised his eyebrows, then frowned again.

In that flash, the astonished Zhong Chaoyuan seemed to have made all the expressions he could.

Perhaps because of the exposure, at this moment, Yan Jianwei's face was completely pale, without any trace of blood.

He just looked at Zhong Chaoyuan like this, looked at Zhong Chaoyuan with a very complicated gaze, gritted his teeth and couldn't say a word, his shoulders were still trembling, and in the cold wind, his figure became more and more serious. stiffen up.

"No wonder, looking at it this way, the changes after you entered the Dao City became logical, hey! Did you secretly cultivate some evil law like blood evil? No, no matter how you calculate it, The methods of Tingchang Mountain are much better than it!

So you practiced the Tingchang Mountain method and caused you to go mad?Is it because the monster blood fiend is out of control and started to eat your meridians back?That's not right, what you practice is not the set of performing spirit spells, what you practice is the kung fu of reconciling water, fire, lead and mercury between the Xuan family's Huang Ting and Xuan Que.

Weird!Weird... wait!Why snake pattern?There are thousands of sea monsters here, the number of stars in the sea!Why is the snake pattern?Why have so many demon snakes been killed in recent days?ha!Could it be...Yan Jianwei, could it be that the legal system of your Tingchang Mountain was leaked? "

At the end of the sentence, the sarcasm and ridicule disappeared from Zhong Chaoyuan's face.

He looked at Yan Jianwei with a solemn expression, as if he was facing something more serious than the disaster he was in.

But Yan Jianwei was still trembling, clenched his teeth, raised his chin clearly several times, but couldn't squeeze out any sound from his throat.

There was no response at all, but just looking at Yan Jianwei like this, Zhong Chaoyuan seemed to understand everything and already had the silent answer.

"As for the other matters, Dao Lord may be able to save you, but it is about the golden core cultivator and the legal system of the human race. This is no longer something that Dao Lord can decide."

While speaking, Zhong Chaoyuan had already pinched a jade slip here, but seeing the aura of spiritual thoughts surging between his brows, in the blink of an eye, as Zhong Chaoyuan's words fell, he shook his wrist, and then threw out an aura of magic seal, So he was going to leave through the air wrapped in that jade slip.

At this moment, on the surface of the tumbling sea, suddenly, a cloud of azure water vapor rose into the sky.

Swish-!
It only flashed for a moment, and it hit the aura.

When I looked again, the spiritual light dissipated, and the jade inside was reduced to powder, which dissipated in the raging storm.

Zhong Chaoyuan's face darkened, but when he turned his head to look again, Yan Jianwei's shoulders did not shake, and his teeth did not bite.

Suddenly, a dark red bloody light appeared on his face.

As if intoxicated by the changes, Yan Jianwei even took a deep breath.

When I looked at it again, what emerged together with the strange blood light was the snake pattern that spread from Shan's cheeks in an instant, climbing up to his forehead, almost occupying most of his face, and hanging down his neck, as if towards Limbs and bones eroded away.

This was not a natural change, Zhong Chaoyuan's face was livid, and at this moment he naturally understood that this was Yan Jianwei's own choice.

Looking at Zhong Chaoyuan's gloomy face, Yan Jianwei suddenly laughed.

"If you hadn't sent out that jade slip, things wouldn't have come to this point. My good boy, Tingchang Mountain is the painstaking effort of grandma's whole life. Your little foundation builder is nothing but a fluffy jade slip. It can completely destroy it, this, I can't promise!

Don't worry, you shouldn't be shouldering the collapse of the sky today. Grandma has come to the sea in person. You scolded grandma all the way and satirized her for half a month. Grandma is not angry with you. Come on. There will be a stick of incense for you when Ri Ting Changshan established a sect and established a sect. "

When the voice fell, Yan Jianwei's loose sleeve robe fell down.

When he looked again, red and blue were intertwined under his feet again.

Only this time, it was smudged with a hazy layer of darkness, and there seemed to be traces of evil energy diffused in the flowing aura of the ninth-order talisman formation that appeared in the circle.

Yan Jianwei laughed instead.

"Look, if she hadn't been tricked, grandma wouldn't have such an advantage right now."

When the words fell, Yan Jianwei stood firmly on the nine-fold talisman array intertwined with Danqing. In just a flash, water and fire poured into his body with monster energy. For a moment, it seemed to ignore the bottleneck of the realm, and climbed crazily.

In the blink of an eye, a hazy halo hung behind Yan Jianwei's head, and immediately after, streaks of spiritual light and divine splendor emerged alternately, making the halo more concise and round.

It's just that what shines along with the divine splendor is the snake pattern also shining on it, it's a black tail with the same color throughout its body, only in the snake's pupils, it's scarlet, like the light of blood.

With a flash of change, Yan Jianwei's pressure cover, which has steadily surpassed an entire realm, fell down. At this moment, Zhong Chaoyuan's breathing became sluggish, and he was almost speechless.

Zhong Chaoyuan was panting violently, and hoarse voices kept coming out of his throat.

"You...you are...Danxia..."

Hearing this, the smile on Yan Jianwei's face became more and more warm.

"Good boy, what a sober boy, unfortunately, you have guessed too many right..."
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Half a day later, Zhong Chaoyuan, the elder brother of Lihen Palace, leaned on the black flag, and walked into Xuanjia Daobing's warehouse with a rebellious expression.

With a flip of his wrist, a willow ghost talisman landed on the table.

Immediately afterwards, Zhong Chaoyuan didn't speak, turned around and seemed to go out.

At this moment, behind the table, an old voice asked in surprise.

"Eh? Zhong Daozi only got this one ghost talisman this time? In private, he is not afraid that Daozi will find out, the noble sect's skill is so good, this ghost talisman is not easy to sell, only Tianwu Dao City, people have bought more than half of it... "

Just as he was talking, the old Taoist behind the table seemed to be dazzled, as if he saw Zhong Daozi shaking his figure.

Immediately afterwards, he could only hear Daozi's cold, ghostly voice.

"It's just this ghost talisman, and there will be no more in the future. As for other things, don't inquire about it. Daoist is free to say, do you have the life to listen?"

When the voice fell, when the old Taoist looked again, only the back of the black robe was left shaking in his field of vision.

"Weird..."

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