Chapter 367: Heaven Dies

After Ji Yunliu lost the canna, he also rummaged through the cloth bag to find the talisman.

She was in Zixia Mountain for half a month, and her body was white and fat, but in terms of aura, she didn't recover for half a minute.

The fire fold symbol, so the name means that it is used as a fire fold to take the fire.

"What are these!" The sixth lady was dumbfounded, and the fire fold charm of the burden was thrown out, "You draw and draw every day, and that's all you can draw?"

Even if all the fire charms were thrown out, the sparks that ignited would only slightly stop the Assassin's footsteps in the cold winter moon, and they would not have played a substantial role at all, and the Assassin would not be stupid enough to rush into the flames and burn his body in vain.

"Uncle Shi, we also drew peace charms, evil charms, evil spirit charms, and purification charms...... "A little Taoist is extremely honest, life and death are imminent, listening to Uncle Ji's question, he twisted his body and gave her an answer, "Senior brother who has been in the meditation for more than ten years can also draw soul talismans, but the disciples can't do it yet, you should have a soul talisman in your bag......"

The sixth lady thought that she was chased and killed by assassins outside the eldest princess's mansion to save Qin Yuren, but she got the word that he had chicken legs in his baggage, and she said "hehe" twice in her mouth, only to feel that her liver and intestines were broken, and she had nothing to love.

The upper beam is not correct and the lower beam is crooked, sure enough, what kind of master can teach what kind of disciple!

Heaven will die for me!

Seeing that these Daoists were just these small flames, the last bit of caution in his heart was swept away, "Don't be afraid, Zixia can't see Er'er!" Each knife turned around and slashed forward more courageously.

The young disciple who had entered the scene the year before saw the assassin menacing, his eyes were about to split, and he raised the peachwood sword in one hand, "I'll fight with you!" and jumped directly towards the group of assassins.

"Senior Brother Zhong!"

"Don't go over!"

One person blocked the assassin with a peachwood sword, which was simply a sheep in the mouth of a tiger.

The assassin slashed down, and Senior Brother Zhong immediately bled profusely, and the whole person went soft.

"Senior brother!"

Senior Brother Zhong's injury made everyone angry and red-eyed, and they no longer retreated, drew their peachwood swords and began to plan to fight the assassin to the death.

Seeing that a group of assassins were about to reach the front of the Daoists, they suddenly "banged" in mid-air and smashed down a heavy object, the position of the heavy object was calculated extremely accurately, and it slammed into the head of the assassin in the head.

With a "horn", the leading assassin fell in response, and with another "horn", something that smashed people in mid-air jumped up, knocking down another assassin......

Smash smash smash ...... Canna jumps, spins, falls...... Bounce, spin and fall...... Cut me Zixiaguan handsome guy, all take your life!

The inexplicable thing in mid-air surprised the assassins, and when they looked at it, it was actually the red flower that had just gone to the moon!

The scene of such a flower with pots flying and jumping and spinning above everyone's heads looked even more strange in the dark night sky.

The Assassin was so frightened that he stared at the canna for fear of smashing it on his head.

The canna jumped on the heads of the assassins like whack-a-mole, and was playing proudly, when suddenly the flower branch shook, felt a sinister aura, and suddenly jumped straight towards Ji Yunliu.

At this moment, the wind and snow suddenly increased, the north wind blew in everyone's ears, Ji Yunliu stretched out his hand to catch the canna, and shouted loudly: "The Lord is here, everyone hurry up and retreat to the door of the main hall!"

"Ho ho ho ho ......" the old man's voice came from the air, "I'm leaving now, isn't it too late?" Female doll, this seat is looking for you very hard, what is the use of you hiding under Old Man Qin's hands? He has already lost all his Dao methods......

Ji Yunliu ignored the voice, ran back with the canna in his arms, and commanded as he ran: "The assassin is sure to lay down the Nine Stars and Five Elements Formation in the view, and now while this demon has not really come, you should hurry up and go to the Kan position, the cadre position, and leave the south position...... Find a formation talisman!"

Except for the sword-raising assassins present, all of them were Taoist metaphysical disciples, and there was no need for Ji Yunliu to go down in detail, those Taoists had already gone to find the Dao talismans that were placed.

was put in a formation in his own division, and he would lose Zixiaguan's face when he said it!

The voice in mid-air continued, and he followed straight behind everyone: "Old man Qin consumes ethereal spiritual power to pray for Jiang Xia for the sake of false name, I'm afraid that I won't be able to protect you at this time, female doll, come to this seat, this seat will definitely make you more sophisticated, and there is nowhere in the world to go......"

The main hall in front is imminent, and in the distance, you can see the scene of eight Zixia Guan disciples stepping on the seven stars and stepping.

Ji Yunliu stopped suddenly, twisted his body, held the canna, took out the compass in his purse, looked at the air and said: "Old Dao, you know each other, quickly exit Zixia Mountain, if you don't listen to good advice, if you have to come and die, this great immortal will also stop you......"

"Hehehe......" There was a maniacal laugh of the black-robed Taoist in the air, and the laughter was mixed with pride and appreciation, "Well, this seat also wants to see, how do you make this seat a way to die......"

"Then take a closer look!"

"Okay, I'll see......"

Before his voice fell, Ji Yunliu threw out the canna in his hand with a move of "throwing money upside down", and the canna flew out of Ji Liu's hand, rising from his body, his body was clever and fast, and the same arrow was like a meteor, and he rushed straight in one direction.

"Huh......" There was another wave of doubt in the air, the black-robed Taoist looked at the flying canna, as if he had found something different, but as soon as this doubt came out, a large Tai Chi gossip diagram suddenly appeared behind Ji Yunliu.

This is a Tai Chi trap set up by eight disciples of Zixia Guan at a critical juncture, and the Bagua diagram is very conspicuous in the night.

"Out!" Ji Liu's voice went down, and the gossip disc followed the canna, like a frisbee, rising sideways and flying diagonally.

"Hmph, even if you find out that this seat is here, how can you ......" The black-robed Taoist is obviously a chatter who can't stop talking, he keeps sealing in his hands, and inconsequential words don't stop, "It's just a gossip trap, this seat has already seen it once in Dali Temple, can it still trap this seat for the second time?"

"Canna, let him go, let me come!" The sixth lady watched the red and blue beams fly away, her arms bent, her right toe in front, her left toe behind, and her center of gravity was forced, and she ran towards the blue light at a speed of 100 meters sprint.

The canna flew in the air, and it didn't matter whether Ji Yunliu could see it or not, she made an "OK" gesture in the air, and she "got" to the basic location where the old road was when Ji Yunliu escaped, so she passed it in Ji Yunliu's palm.

Ji Yunliu saw that the teachers and nephews of Zixia Mountain in front of him had already prepared the gossip trapping array, so he spoke out and drew out the exact location of the old way, and then threw the canna to trap each other with illusion and gossip array.

The black-robed Taoist saw the gossip trapped array swirling around, and silently recited the spell to break the formation in his mouth, and sneered in his heart.

The gossip trap can be trapped for a few hours for ordinary people, but for those of them who know the art of Qimen Dunjia, dealing with this kind of trap array is as quick and easy as walking the avenue.

When the blue flooded the black-robed Daoist, he happened to raise his eyes to see Ji Yunliu rushing over with his skirt.

"Female doll, you came just in time, go with this seat......" The black-robed Taoist stretched out his hand, wanting to grab her with a palm, and got a scolding sentence from the sixth lady, "Go your mother's head! If you leave, the old lady will immediately take your surname!"