Talisman Emperor

Spike is obtained by Chen Xi from the immortal sword cave of the southern barbarian underworld. Like illusion and slaughter, it is a magical and unpredictable way of attacking the soul.

Illusions can only be carried out if mindfulness is congealed.

Spiritualism can only be carried out if the spirit is congealed.

The requirements of the art of slaughter are extremely high, and the power of the divine soul must reach the realm of divinity before it can be carried out.

Today, the power of Chen Xi's divine soul has reached the place of divinity, only one step away from the divine consciousness, but the use of shaking magic is more than enough, and the power is more powerful than when killing the elder Li family, enough to instantly shatter the sea of knowledge of ordinary Zifu monks, making them an idiot.

And in case of overwhelming defense, Brother Huang Ting's sea of knowledge must also be severely traumatized, and Brother Jindan will also be attacked by the sea of knowledge, resulting in a brief trance.

“Hmm?” chasing the wind behind Liulin Baojiao, jumping in his heart, he sensed acutely that a powerful power of the divine soul instantly locked himself.

However, before he could react, he knew that there was a huge mountain in the sea, and then he smashed it down, and a pain from the depths of his soul burst through his body, and his consciousness appeared a little blurred. If he hadn't held his body under strong control, he would have almost hit the wall with one head.

“Damn it! How dare you attack the soul! Who's behind this?” After half a noise, the wind woke up from the severe pain, his eyes revealed fierce light, sweeping hard towards four.

The people in the street were weaving, bustling, as usual, the wind swept for half a day, and there was no suspicious trace, and my heart snarled, "I am now the kingdom of the two instruments, trying to reckon with me, unless it is the friar of the Nirvana Realm, is the boy surrounded by high protection? ”

No wonder he would be so suspicious. After all, the method of soul attack is too rare. He never thought that Chen Xiao had not only cultivated the method of soul attack, but that the power of the soul was no less than that of him.

“Fortunately, this tall man didn't have the idea to kill people, otherwise I wouldn't be planting the wind here today...” When I think about it, where would the wind dare to track down Chen Xi again, as soon as his body straightened out, a few indolences disappeared into the sea of confused people.

Shortly afterwards, he came into a house, looked around for a while, and saw no one noticing him, which quickly squeezed into the door.

“Master Sanskrit, the boy has appeared in Dragon Abyss City, unfortunately with high protection, I can't get close. And the tall man possessed a kind of divine attack, even I was broken into the sea of knowledge, and was slightly hurt. If I didn't escape quickly, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to come back this time. ”

The wind went into the room and said with a gloomy face: “I suggest that we ask for backup. This Dragon Abyss City is too skilled to regain the power of the two of us. You know, the fairy float tower on the kid is now the focus of attention of all the major forces. One can't help but grab his hand. Let's go out and reveal ourselves. ”

The Sanskrit master who attacked the black robe was trimming a bloody mandolo flower, thin and white as the palm of a beautiful onion, holding a sharp flying sword, wrist shaking, some dead leaves were cut into countless pieces, falling into the dirt, like rain, sprinkling, relaxing.

However, when he heard the wind, a sharp sword exploded in the hand of the Sanskrit master, suddenly a demonic angry Mandolo flower was broken into pieces, and the flower pot was broken into countless pieces.

“Looks like we're gonna have to pull out first.” The Sanskrit Lord's voice was full of gleeful sighs: “I thought you'd bring back some good news, but who knows...”

“What happened during this time?” The wind was astonished.

“Yes, the Lord has already known about the death of thirty-two demon guards, sending a blood moon message so that you and I can quickly return to the parish without any delay.” The Lord of the Sanskrit slowed down.

“What? If we go back like this, we are going to be..." The wind can't speak anymore, and the face shows endless fear.

“I am not worried about that. Now the Lord is at the time of employing people, he will never open the knife with you and me. The Nine Words of Truth and Spiritual Charms are lost, just find them again.” Master Sanskrit coldly said: “I was just a little unhappy, the fairy floating tower that I had been able to steadily reach, but was harmed by a little guy, and I lost my wife and broke up with the army. It was a disgrace and disgrace! ”

“What does the Sanskrit mean?” When the wind heard that there was no danger to his life, he was relieved, and he was not concerned about the shame and humiliation.

“What do I mean? What else can I do? Lord, in order to revitalize Zongmen, has planned for decades, cannot tolerate a slight leak. Now because of you and me, the existence of Zongmen has been indirectly exposed. Today, I am afraid that the great forces of Dragon Abyss City have long guessed your history.” The Sanskrit Lord slowly said: "And this time, the Lord summoned you and I back to the Sect to save strength. Ten years later, after the successful refining of the Blood Divine Pool, the plan for the revival of the Blood Moon will be fully opened! ”

“Are we finally going to war?” The wind was so agitated, I couldn't help but lick my mouth, "this great Chu dynasty did flourish, bored all day in a deserted blood prison, it was like hell, I don't want to stay there anymore. Unfortunately, we have to wait another 10 years...”

“Ten years?” cried the Lord of the Sanskrit: “For our monks, it's just a momentary kung fu. ”

Liulin Baozhong.

After defeating the black robe man with shaking magic, Chen Xichang soothed his breath and relaxed completely. It was decided in his heart that he would not enter Dragon Abyss in the future unless there was something urgent.

He knows that he is now sitting in the fairy floating tower, has become a coveted object of countless people, and is guilty of the Blood Moon Demon Sect that may have rekindled, before his strength is not enough to protect himself, or it is more appropriate to hide in the Sword Sect of the Flowing Cloud.

Soon, at Chen Hao's fingertips, Liulin Baoyu stopped in front of a courtyard.

The courtyard appeared slightly dilapidated and obviously uninhabited for a long time. Zhu Hong's door collapsed with a piece of red spot. The dead grass was swamped on the wall, the moss spotted. A wildcat saw someone approaching it and jumped over the roof, disappearing.

As soon as Chen Xi and others walked down Liulin Baoyu, the skinny old man driving down, looked up at the courtyard and thought.

“This is Master Chen Fengzi, the dark head of the Dragon Tree family. The big and small things in Dragon Tree City can't escape his ears and eyes. He is extremely powerful. It is said that Ling Kungzi, the master of the Dragon Cloud Sword Sect, wanted him to join the Dragon Cloud Sword Sect, but he refused to do so. The Dragon Tree family also became the most informed of all major forces due to the presence of Master Chen Fengzi in town.” Du Qingxi preached to Chen Xi, explaining.

Chen Xi suddenly dared not to look too old.

“Uncle Chan, do you know where a man, a woman and a little girl who lived in this courtyard two years ago went?” Tamazawa asked.

“Young master, the two men's names are Meng Kong, the woman's name is Bai Wanqing, and the little girl's name is Qing. She moved here two years ago and lived here for less than seven days.” Chen Fengshi's cloudy eyes revealed a bit of thought and said slowly.

“Do you know where they went?” Chen Xizhen asked.

Master Chen Feng pondered for a long time.

“Rest assured, Uncle Chen will know, he is searching his memory right now.” Full of confidence in the Takizawa preaching.

Chen Xiao nodded and said, “Looks like you're right to ask for Kizawa's help this time! ”

“Young master, I don't know what to say.” After a long time, Chen Fengshi slowly opened his mouth.

“You say." Tamazawa said without hesitation: "These are my most trusted friends, and I don't have to hide them. ”

“This has to do with the Star Palace!” Chen Fengshi said something amazing.

Chen Xiao's face suddenly subsided and remembered the death in his own hands of Tchai Lutian. Isn't his ancestor a magical true man of Xingluo Palace?

Is it because of yourself?

However, in response to the time, Chen Xiao was a little uncertain because when Aunt Bai disappeared, she didn't seem to have killed Chai Le.

“That little girl named Jiang Qing was born with no credentials. She was seen by an elder woman named Jiang Qing of the Xingluo Palace. She robbed her hands and became an apprentice.” Master Chen Feng had no expression on his face. "That Baiwan Qingqing left with hatred. He threatened to annihilate the Xingluo Palace one day, but so far he has nowhere to be found. As for the empty sky, he had lost his arms to retrieve the little girl, and his entire body had been pulsed, doubtless with the cripple, and was now a street beggar. ”

Rumor has it, the faces of Chen Xi and Chen Hao brothers suddenly become ugly and unusually cold. Even the three Du Qingxi people next door can't see where they are.

Shame on you!

What's the difference between robbing other people's children, such as the Star Palace, and the despicable traffickers?

“I'm going to kill that Kang Qing! Kill her!” Chen Hao bit his teeth and cut his teeth. The sound was like squeezing out of his teeth. He was deeply in love with the emptiness. Now he hears that his blank arms have been scrapped, his veins have been ruined, and he falls into the streets. How can the anger in his heart be suppressed?

“Uncle Chan, do you know where Meng Kong is now?” Chen Xi took a deep breath and patted his brother on the shoulder to keep him calm, which slowly said.

“Follow me.” Chen Fengshi nodded and walked up to Liulin Baoyu.

A pedestrian drove forward, the atmosphere was dull and depressed, and he lost his mind to speak. Shortly afterwards, Baochai stopped at a street block.

Sewage runs across the street, garbage is everywhere, and an oily, dilapidated tent stands there, as if the wind were blowing down.

And in front of one of the tents, there was a fluffy hair, described as a dead, muddy, lean man, curled in sewage, with a nasty smell.

When Chen Xi et al. came to this point, the man curled to the ground, motionless, as if he had long lost his soul, leaving only a pair of torso, extremely weak.

Seeing this scene, Chen Hao opened his eyes and shouted: “Uncle Meng? ”

The beggars on the ground trembled, but did not lift their heads.

Chen Xiao also had to be in a trance. He remembered that the first time he saw Meng Kuang, he was tall, Tibetan Wei Wei Wei, between expectations, God took a juncture, and Hao Mai was abnormal.

And now... become a dirty beggar curled in sewage, is this still the first sword repair of the Pine Cigarette Academy?

An unspeakable amount of pain poured into his heart. Chen Xiqiang's teeth were tight and his mouth was silent.

And his younger brother, Chen Hao, had fallen on his knees and shouted with a whimper: "Uncle Meng, do you hear me? It's me, Chen Hao, it's Chen Hao! ”

Seeing this scene, all three of Du Qingxi showed their unbearable appearance and their hearts were connected.

“You're mistaken. I'm not empty. Let's go.” The beggar who curled himself to the ground finally opened his mouth and seemed to be enduring something alone, with an indescribable pain in his dull voice.

“Are you… worried about me sinning star Palace? Aren't you the elder of the Star Palace? I'm gonna kill her!” Chen Hao stood up and turned around and left.

“Stop!” Chen Xixi simmered violently: “It is useless to be angry now. First, bring Uncle Meng Kung back to Liuyun Sword Sect to heal the wounds. I will visit Brother Beiheng and rescue him first. ”

Chen Hao's figure lagged behind, biting his teeth and cutting his teeth: “Okay! Brother, don't stop me from avenging Uncle Meng Kwong. Without Uncle Meng Kwong, I will avenge Uncle Meng Kwong today! ”

“I promise you, but not today.” Chen Xi tried to keep himself calm, then calm, and said slowly: “Now, let's go back to the Yunjian Sect. ”

Chen Hao remained silent for a long time. He knelt down, lifted his back and left.

The filthy sewage soaked his whole body and the stinking stench poured into his nose, but he didn't care, because he was carrying a master who gave him away to the Sword Avenue.

No mistake, in Chen Hao's heart, Meng Kung is his teacher. Without Meng Kung, there is no such thing as Chen Hao's today!