Super Great Fortune Teller

"Why?"

It's just two words.

Jiang Ping's face turned blue. He knew that among all the people, Wang Qian, as long as he didn't get rid of the tattoo for a day, the dignity of these elders would not be able to stand up.

"Practice quietly. When you enter the tomb of Haiyan fairy tomorrow, how many of you can come out alive..."

"Pa!"

After that, Jiang Ping closed the door with a flash of fierce light in his eyes.

Wang Qian disdained to smile. In fact, the world of practice is just like the world of common customs, bullying the soft and fearing the hard.

Wang Qian said to those loose practitioners, "come on, come with me to a place."

Bao Xing and Shen Qi look at each other and catch up with Wang Qian.

Other sanxiu had no defense against Wang Qian.

Another pedestrian came to the side hall.

Wang Qian opened the door of the side hall, and then beat out more than ten runes.

Whew!

After more than a dozen talismans were made, they sent out a light golden light, so that this side hall could be isolated from outsiders.

"What's this?"

Bao Xing showed a puzzled look.

Shen Qi puzzled said: "Wang hammer, what are you doing?"

Wang Qian said with a smile: "I can't take your things for nothing. This is an amulet. Take it well. Remember that this amulet can resist a fatal injury for you, but only once."

"After the amulet is consumed, you can come to me and I'll find a way to take you out."

Hearing Wang Qian's words, the monks all showed their gratitude.

However, they did not see how strong the amulet was.

After all, Wang Qian's accomplishments were only nine grades in their eyes.

Rely on a number of small means to play the elders around.

A monk of nine grades can draw the Amulet of nine grades at most.

How strong is the Amulet of Jiupin?

However, this is also Wang Qian's kindness.

A group of low-level friars had to accept it with a smile.

Wang Qian saw that they didn't care and didn't say much. After all, only when many things have developed to a certain extent can these people know where they are wrong.

Just at this time, Wang Qian saw a figure flash out of his room.

"Who

Wang Qian gave a loud drink.

A group of low-grade friars in the room were all in a row.

"Who is it?" Bao Xing said doubtfully.

Shen Qi also said, "what happened to sledgehammer?"

However, Wang Qian did not pay attention to the public at all, but said solemnly: "you wait here, don't disperse."

After that, Wang Qian has already chased out.

All the people on the scene looked at each other. They didn't know what was wrong with Wang Qian.

Out of the gate of the hall, Wang Qian saw a white figure disappear at the corner of the hall.

Brush!

In the next moment, Wang Qian directly started the moon step.

There was a flash of light at his feet, and the figure was shaking, and he had already rushed more than 20 meters away.

However, when I got to the corner, I only saw the corner of the figure.

"Who

Wang Qian gave a loud drink.

However, the man was faster and faster, and disappeared behind the Longlou palace in a flash.

After the crisis, he must see the shadow of Wang.

There is a hill behind the hall of Dragon Tower.

Above the mountain, surrounded by cranes, fairy rhyme flow.

It looks like a fairyland.

The figure disappeared after climbing the mountain.

Wang Qian took a deep breath, and then he was going to chase the mountain.

"Wang Da Chui!"

Just then a voice called out.

As soon as Wang Qian looked back, he saw the second dream appeared behind him.

"What? What's up? " Wang Qian frowned.

The second dream said, "don't go in! There is endless danger in that back mountain! The three elders of Beimang mountain entered the mountain and never came out again! "

"The first elder, after going in, we waited here for a day, and then we sent the second one. After the third one didn't show up, we won't wait here any more!"

Hearing this, Wang Qian narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Is it dangerous?"

"No, that guy just now should be a person. I can feel that since he can go, I can go too!"

After a few steps, Wang Qian went in directly.

The second dream bit her lips, stamped her feet in the same place, and followed Wang Qian in.

Hum! It's a big noise.A moment in front of him, Wang Xiaoqian felt like walking into the mountain.

The surrounding mountains disappeared without a trace.

He stood on an endless swamp.

The swamp is like boiling water. It keeps bubbling. An ominous smell comes out from it.

Wang Qian raised his eyes and saw a figure standing not far from the swamp.

Wang Qian tried to see his face clearly, but the man's face became more and more blurred, as if there was a cloud of fog blocking the peeping of outsiders.

Just then, Wang Qian heard footsteps coming from behind him.

In an instant, Wang Qian had already pulled out the big sword.

"Who!"

When he saw the visitor, Wang Qian couldn't help frowning.

"Why are you?"

The second dream took a deep breath: "I think it's too dangerous for you to enter here alone. I also want to see the mystery of the mountain that trapped so many survivors in Beimang mountain. "

The second dream flies to Wang Qian's back.

This beauty who always keeps a sense of distance from others is less than 10 cm away from Wang Qian.

Wang Qian could smell the faint fragrance of Osmanthus on her body.

"It should be a maze here. From the outside, you can see the fairy birds flying on the mountain and the colorful clouds flowing."

"It's so dirty in fact."

Wang Qian pointed to a swamp in front of him.

"There's someone waiting for me. Ha ha... " Wang Qian casually pointed to the figure in front of him and said, "Daoyou, are you a younger sister or younger brother?"

The figure in white, because the white robe wide, long hair covered his face, Wang Qian can not tell is male or female.

Hearing Wang Qian's words, the figure was still motionless.

The second dream took a deep breath: "where do you see the shadow?"

Wang Qian pointed to the front and said, "don't you see it?"

The second dream looked through Wang Qian's fingers and shook her head. In her eyes, the place Wang Qian pointed to was a swamp with nothing.

I can't help hearing the goose bumps on Wang.

He looked back at the eyes of the second dream. The eyes of the second dream were clear and didn't seem to be lying.

"How could it be?"

"Only I can see?"

Wang Qian held a charm in his hand.

"Thunder bursts in the sky, the dragon and tiger fight, and the curse of the heavenly army appears!"

Wang Qian wrote a curse of heavenly soldiers.

A golden light appeared in mid air.

Hum!

The golden light condenses into a heavenly soldier whose breath reaches nine grades.

"Kill

The heavenly soldiers sent out a sound, and flew towards the swamp for the first time.