The world of Taoism

Chapter 233 The Dragon Elephant Suppressing Prison Style (for subscription)

In the main hall, there was an open book in front of Zhou Xuan.

There are several large characters written on it: "Immortal Fire Pit Method", "Fire Ignition Method", "Firing Technique" and "Fire Tongue Method", "Heavenly Fire Master Curse"

The first three spells were given to him by practicing Hongyu, and there was another inheritance, but Zhou Xuan didn't use it.

It was just after passing down the talisman of the Supreme God.

Zhou Xuan let people rest for a while, and went back to comprehend the new spell by himself.

Then he ran into Qiu Hao, who also saw the spell in his hand, and smiled immediately.

I felt that this spell was not suitable for me, so I handed it over to the next two spells, among which the Heaven Fire General Curse is an inheritance spell.

The so-called "Sky Fire" seems to have a loud name, but it is actually the fire of magic.

Ordinary flame needs fuel and is a rooted fire.

Skyfire is born by spells, and you can get flames by reciting spells.

The general mantra of sky fire determines the nature of the flame.

Other spells determine how the flames are released.

Or form a fireball, or a tongue of fire, or form a fire pit.

Each has it's own benefits.

It may be because of the low level, Zhou Xuan succeeded in cultivating this spell all at once.

"Fire Emperor Fadi, Fire Emperor Yanyan, illuminates the nine rings, and the flames follow the body..."

Zhou Xuan recited the final decision of Heaven and Fire, and took two steps on Kui Gang.

Imagine that there is a fire in your chest, and all your emotions are turned into thousands of fires.

Zhou Xuan hastily pinched the fire with his hands.

"Edict!"

He shouted loudly, and a tongue of fire flew out from his palm.

This flame was about as thick as a wrist, three feet and three inches long, and flew directly into the ground of the yard, boiling it into a scorched black pit.

Then Zhou Xuan experimented with the immortal fire pit method.

I saw the ground more than ten meters ahead.

Suddenly there was a circle with a diameter of two meters, and a fire was burning inside the circle, like a fire pit.

"There are two more powerful spells!" Zhou Xuan said happily.

Leifa is very powerful, one method can break all methods.

Usually one thunderbolt can solve it, if one doesn't work, then two.

It's very simple and rude, but it's a bit monotonous.

The power of the flame is not bad, and it has multiple forms at the same time, which just makes up for Zhou Xuan's single attack method.

Now, Zhou Xuan has two attack methods.

Subordinates can also have the two options of thunder method and fire method.

His subordinates also have two options, which is really good.

In the future, they can be classified according to the spells they are good at.

……

Next to the Yangtze River.

There are still corpses everywhere.

The original corpses had been carried away, but new ones kept adding up.

The flood of the Yangtze River directly affected hundreds of thousands of people on both sides of the river, flooded countless farmlands, and displaced countless people.

The emperor was furious and had ordered officials to investigate the matter thoroughly.

However, judging from the virtues of the officials during the trip to Yangzhou, it is estimated that the red-skinned evil spirits will be responsible in the end, and the powerful and powerful will have nothing to do.

In this incident, the only people who suffered losses were the common people and everyone in Chunjiang Palace.

The Chunjiang Prince's Mansion has been emptied, the idlers have been evacuated, the vermilion gate is open, and a row of corpses are lying on the streets on both sides.

Obviously the guards on the palace.

There was a lot of noise in the palace.

The guards surrounded a group of men, women and children, and confronted a group of people in white clothes.

"Where is Liu Neng? Hand him over, and I can spare you from dying." said a strong man in the lead.

This group of white-clothed people are people who have no time to talk. They rushed over immediately after the incident, trying to take Liu Neng down.

Liu Neng is the eldest son of King Chunjiang, and he is only seven or eight years old.

Once they control it, all the inheritance of King Chunjiang will continue to be in their Wuxiadao hands.

Unexpectedly, after the death of King Chunjiang, these people still stubbornly resisted, and half of the troops lost dared to confront them.

"I want you to answer the question, the person in charge comes out!" the strong man shouted.

A powerful aura emanated, and everyone's legs trembled, but no one begged for mercy.

"The prince is not here. We couldn't contact the prince yesterday." An old man with the appearance of a housekeeper stood up.

Although his voice was trembling, he didn't show any timidity in front of the menacing group of people in front of him, instead he seemed confident.

"Oh? Where did they go?" The strong man looked a little impatient.

He squeezed his fist hard, and a red light appeared on the fist.

A bloody air rushed towards the face, and everyone seemed to be in the middle of the battlefield.

"My patience is limited. I will give you three seconds to think. I will kill a person every three seconds, as long as you speak up."

No one was found at the Yangtze River Water Mansion, and the only possibility now is to hide at the Chunjiang Prince's Mansion.

Now the Chunjiang Prince's Mansion is damned dead, and there is hardly any master.

In fact, they can directly annex it, but it is too troublesome, and without a legitimate excuse, it is easy to fall into a fight with other forces.

"Three...two...one..."

Seeing that no one was talking, the strong man stepped forward and grabbed the person next to him, unable to hide the murderous intent in his eyes.

"My lord, please forgive me... I really don't know..." The servant almost peed his pants on the spot, begging for mercy.

"Don't ask, I'm here." A man's voice came from above the beam.

Everyone turned their heads subconsciously, and when they saw the scene behind them, they almost jumped up in fright.

A thin figure stood on the roof, with a thin figure and a terrifying mask.

The white unicorn points high to the sky, reflecting the light under the sun.

The mask was so lifelike that it almost scared some people with bad mental quality into fainting.

"Who are you?" the brawny man asked.

Boom!

As soon as the words fell, the strong man crushed the floor, and with the force of the recoil, he flew directly to the level with Zhou Xuan.

Then he punched Zhou Xuan's head, and the red light behind him faintly formed a majestic idol.

Dragon elephant prison style!
The fist of the strong man carried the power to suppress everything, at least tens of thousands of catties.

A mortal body can't stop a strong man's punch at all.

A red light radiates outward around the fist.

Red light is extremely harmful to spirits.

When it sticks to other objects, it will leave a faint red trace, with a lingering bloody smell.

"Unbelievable!"

Zhou Xuan Tiangang's true energy was poured into his feet, and when he was in danger, he turned sideways to avoid the strong man's fist.

Whoa!

Then waved a flame.

The tongue of fire licked the strong man's back, making a hissing sound.

"what!!"

The strong man suffered from pain and fell directly to the ground.

When he wanted to get up again, he found a shadow blocking himself.

It turned out that this guy was already standing in front of him, with a slender knife facing his neck.

The subordinates next to him didn't dare to move, because they had already noticed that a large group of people appeared around them at some point.

This group of people held blue crossbows in their hands, their vitals.

(End of this chapter)