Super Great Fortune Teller

"I have buried tens of thousands of immortal level attack runes in the underground of Xuanmen. If anyone wants to have a try, come."

Speaking of this, Luo Xiaocao's tone is flat.

However, a group of Xuanmen members behind Luo Xiaocao saw Luo Xiaocao's trembling fingers.

"This When was this talisman buried? "

The monk widened his eyes and looked at the mad Taoist.

The crazy Taoist also frowned. He had never arranged such things, because this kind of talisman was too vicious.

It must be that Wang Qian didn't pass the crazy Taoist.

In order to protect his secret gate, Wang Qian didn't mind being more vicious.

At the same time.

H guoanyu temple.

This is an important and important forbidden area of H country. Whether rich businessmen or civilians want to get close to Anyu temple, they need to make an appointment with Anyu temple in advance.

Just today, a group of uninvited guests appeared in Anyu temple.

The leader was wearing a black robe, with several strands of straight black hair and long straight thighs, which was more beautiful than the supermodel.

Her eyes are icy, her hands are white.

Behind her are a dozen Yin Yang masters in long hats and white robes.

Anyu temple.

An Wuxian's youngest apprentice, an Zaishen, was bored. This time, an Wuxian didn't call him to Shenzhou.

"Well, I don't know what happened to elder martial sister bao'er and elder martial brother. Hum, it's just a small mysterious gate, which has been arranged for such a long time? What are you waiting for? It seems that master is becoming more and more careful. "

"Elder martial brother Zai Shen!"

Hearing someone call his name, an Zaishen frowned and said, "what's the matter?"

"People from the Yin Yang Teachers Association are here."

An in the spirit of meditation.

"People from the Yin Yang Teachers Association? I don't remember having an appointment with them. Let them go

"Now I know that Xuanmen is going to fall, and I want to make friends with my temple? It's too late

Ann waved to the man and said, "tell them! It's not convenient for Anyu temple to see visitors today! "

At this time, the main forces of Anyu temple had gone to China, and he could not let others in.

"Oh?"

"Is it inconvenient? How inconvenient is it? "

A cold, textured sound appeared.

An Zaishen suddenly turned around and saw the woman in black robe. Behind her, the bodies of more than a dozen shenyinyang masters were covered with blood.

"You..."

The woman slowly pulled out her knife.

At the moment when the knife was pulled out, there was a hot and humid smell in the air.

A thin light rain fell from the sky.

"Village rain pill." Ji Xiangchuan pulled out his own village rain pill and drenched it with raindrops, washing off the blood drops above.

An in God's heart suddenly a cool.

It turned out that the one who came here was Ji Xiangchuan, a cold faced Rocha.

……

Also at this time, langkeshan.

An oil tycoon named Wang Yunqian is here again.

The oil tycoon slowly landed on the island, and then came to the central square of langkeshan.

Here, is projecting the battle between langkeshan and Xuanmen.

The war has now become white hot.

Although Xuanmen killed a group of low rank friars by means, it seems that the ancestors of Lankeshan are going to drown Xuanmen in a sea of people today.

A batch of them were sent up again.

The situation of the war is a little anxious.

Wang Yunqian hid behind the crowd, followed by a girl about 18 or 19 years old.

"Sister furan, these people are really hateful. They are still laughing when they see that Xuanmen is besieged!"

"Sister furan, most of the people in Xuanmen have been taken out now. Xuanmen has become an empty shell. If we go on like this, will the accumulation of Xuanmen really give away?"

Lin Yao kept asking questions.

Shen Fulan shook her head and said, "no, I believe Wang Qian has his own arrangements."

Lin Yao is still unconvinced, said: "what can be arranged?"

"All the arrangements of Xuanmen have been out of order since that guy voiced from the bottle yesterday."

"Even Ji Xiangchuan and bainiao Meijia have been transferred. Are we here to watch them fight? I'm also a strong man in the innate realm. Don't worry! "

Shen Fulan sighed and said, "do you know? Lin Yao, why can't you ever practice

"You have reached the fifth level of Yin Yang Wuji skill that Wang Qian taught you!"

"I..."

Lin Yao bit her lip and said, "I know that I may not be the material of practice at all..."Shen Fulan laughed: "don't you practice? What for? Do you want to go to the film industry and make movies? "

"Last time, Zhang Sha took you to make a lot of movies. Then what happened?"

"When it's broadcast, Wang Qian will find someone to cut off all the pieces about you in those movies!"

"Still speaking

Yao Lin has heard this.

"Uncle Wang Qian, why can't you come out now?"

Shen Fulan shakes her head.

She has no answer to this question.

……

In front of Xuanmen.

With the development of some monks' means, the top runes arranged by Wang Qian were all destroyed.

Luo Xiaocao only caused 50% of the runes in the end.

It has become the last gate of the mountain.

Because these friars had seen the blood, everyone had a bloodthirsty excitement in their eyes.

Behind the gate of Xuanmen.

As soon as the disciples of Xuanmen began to move boxes slowly to the mountain gate.

The outside friars disdain.

"Once the mountain protection array outside is broken, these people in Xuanmen can't be alive!"

"At this time, they still want to carry things up?"

"It's too late to arrange the array!"

"Didn't you see that your ancestors haven't done it yet?"

"The end of Xuanmen has become a foregone conclusion!"

The next moment.

Liu Haofeng a shout, "into the gate!"

"Kill everyone!"

Boom!

All the monks' attention was focused on the magic weapon in hand.

The only purpose of these people is to kill Xuanmen to the greatest extent. As long as they attack Xuanmen today, the benefits will be endless.

There are only thirty members of Xuanmen dragon battle hall behind Luo Xiaocao.

Each of these people's accomplishments has broken through to the nature, and their Qi is flowing and roaring like the tide.

But everyone lacks real combat experience.

Looking at the friars who rushed over, Luo Xiaocao could feel that their breathing rhythm was a little disordered.

If these people's feelings for Xuanmen had not been engraved in their bones, I'm afraid they would have escaped by this time.

But Luo Xiaocao still has no other performance.

She stood in front of the crowd and suppressed the panic of the crowd with her own aura.

Dense friars are gnawing at the mountain protection array of Xuanmen like insects and ants.

The monks' faces became more and more ferocious.