Chapter 117: Tired of winning the mother's money, luck and luck are mutually restrained

The gray-robed figure only glanced at it, and still felt a bleak and obscure aura coming through the air.

This is the most terrible of aversion to victory.

This is a forbidden method, which specializes in breaking luck and luck, and even the powerful technique of aversion to victory can even restrain immortals.

In many immortal killings, there are many immortals who have fallen into the art of disgust and killed for them.

It's just that this technique is very evil, and if you are not careful, you may be counterattacked.

If the caster's own life is not hard, and he is eaten by the art of disgust, the consequences are also extremely serious.

With a slight groan, the gray-robed figure spoke.

"Brother Lingchi Dao, you still have to be as careful as possible in this matter, that Lin Yuan is not that Lin Min, it is not easy to deal with, and according to our observations, he still bears a lot of merit power!"

"Poor Dao already knows about this, if he didn't know that he has merit, Poor Dao may not agree to do it for you!"

Lingchi Daoist hehehe

The old man's eyes flashed with extreme conceit and pride.

When the gray-robed figure heard this, his gaze changed slightly.

Wutong Sect is one of the great sects of the side gate, and it is still the method of robbery and luck, the method of refining the treasure of the seven natal robbery, and the name of Dongyue Prefecture!

This person obviously wanted to use this time to perform the technique of disgust and refine his own method of calamity, so as to complete the results of one party.

The gray-robed figure bowed his head lightly and spoke.

"Since that's the case, Brother Dao, then you can make a move!"

"Very good!"

Lingchi Daoist immediately got up and came to the desk next to him.

His eyes swept over the blood-colored straw man with Lin Yuan's birthday on the desk, and casually picked it up and put it on top of another altar next to him, tying up the blood-colored straw man.

Looking around, a magic seal was formed, and the six snow-white rune paper flags around it exuded an ominous and incomparably filthy aura.

Under this momentum, the pale golden dragon qi circulating layer by layer on Lin Min's body on the other altar, the official qi suddenly became dull and sluggish, and it was still washed by the black qi that was used in the paper flags.

It's just that with such a forcible suppression, there is also a continuous calamity force that flies out of the straw man's body and swept towards the Lingchi Daoist.

Seeing this calamity power, the Lingchi Dao people were not shocked but rejoiced, and a faint golden light appeared on their bodies.

This golden color is strange.

It was obviously golden, but it had a dark and obscure aura.

This is one of the seven great treasures of the Five Sects, which can absorb the power of the robbery, offset the power of the robbery, and can also greatly increase the number of methods of disgust.

At the end is a treasure.

At this time, he had already been cultivated into eleven innate law realms by the Lingchi Dao people, and it was not far from the Heavenly Immortal Level.

This disgusting mother coin devoured all kinds of calamities surging on the body of the blood-colored straw man that was rapidly devouring, and the strange golden light it exuded became brighter and brighter, and in the blink of an eye, many innate calamity true texts were born.

"It's almost time to get to the thirteen innate law prohibitions!"

Lingchi Dao people's eyes were cold.

Suppressing this Hanlin editor has obtained more power of doom than imagined, and this power of doom is really a great supplement for the tired mother money.

In an instant, his gaze fell on the blood-colored grass man where Lin Yuan was, and there was a hint of expectation in his eyes.

It's just that thinking about the identity of this person, the reincarnation of the ancient narcissus, and he also has a lot of merits, which is not good for the other party.

It's just certain that once this person can be suppressed, he will definitely be able to make himself take a step forward in the robbery.

He didn't do it right away, but took out a strange ink-colored stone basin.

This ink-colored stone basin qi machine is extremely strange, with many cloud dragon bird seals depicted on it, as well as three strange-shaped evil god palms, as if holding it in your hand.

Lingchi Daoren's expression was dark, and he took out pieces of rune paper from the side and burned them into the ink-colored stone basin.

The billowing black qi gradually grew in the ink-colored stone basin, and the black qi was permeated as if it was alive, slowly wrapping around the blood-colored straw man on the altar with Lin Yuan's birth date.

......

At this time, in a village in the upper reaches of the Yong River, Lin Yuan, who was hurrying towards the direction of the Shendu in the upper reaches of the Yong River, suddenly moved slightly, and his steps froze.

In mid-air, Lin Yuan's extremely powerful spiritual sense sensed a surging wisp of dark and filthy qi swept in, and this wisp of dark filthy qi had time to get close to Lin Yuan, and was immediately dispersed by a wisp of majestic innate precedent weather machine attached to his body.

"Someone is trying to plot against me with the causal killing technique?"

Secretly surprised in his heart, Lin Yuan's expression was extremely strange.

The technique of disgust with victory, that is, the technique of causal shooting, Lin Yuan not only knew it, but he had also used it himself.

That downcast array is a first-class causal shooting technique.

I never thought that someone would try to use such a method against him.

With no laughter in his eyes, Lin Yuan's thoughts moved, and a wisp of merit golden light swept away the dark black qi, and at the same time shook the merit golden wheel, and the mighty merit golden light rushed back along the path of the dark and filthy qi.

Thundered!!

The suburbs of Shendu seem to be born out of thin air as if a golden thunder was born.

Bang!

Before the altar, the face of the Lingchi Daoist changed greatly, and the Xuan Robe and Dharma Robe on the body of a smart spirit exuded layers of countless mysterious runes, turning into a huge chess array that enveloped his whole body.

That golden thunderbolt slammed into the huge chess array in an instant, destroying the mysterious chess array into powder.

Lingchi Daoist was wearing a moon-white shirt, looking at this scene with a gloomy and embarrassed face, and the corners of his eyes jumped.

"How can you have such a huge power of merit?"

Lingchi Dao people were a little unimaginable in their hearts, thinking of the huge golden wheel of merit that they had just seen in a flash of inspiration, the huge golden wheel of merit was too terrifying!

This is a far cry from the merit he has discovered.

Seeing the magic robe scattered on the ground like a butterfly, Lingchi Dao people's hearts twitched, it was a magic robe of ten thousand tribulations that he had finally refined, a pure yang magic weapon, and it was buried here.

"It seems that if you want to restrain this person, you will have to spend some extra hands and feet!"

"Boy, I'm going to take your life!"

Lingchi Daoren's face was hideous, and he had an obsession in his heart, the stronger the power of merit that the other party has, if he will be able to restrain the other party, the power of calamity obtained, it is impossible to deduce the victory of the mother money to the level of heavenly immortals.

If it is at the usual speed, I don't know how much risk I have to take, and how long I have to wait, before I can hope to postpone the tired mother money to the Heavenly Immortal level.

This is a godsend.

He's not without a backhand!

The Five Paths Sect is dedicated to restraining cultivators with great luck and great merit!

This is luck and luck, one thing descends one thing!

......

At this time, it was in Jiangnan Province, in a mountain range in Wenchang County.

"The ancestral tomb of the Lin Mansion is here!"

"I've finally found it!"

Several Taoists dressed in white crane robes looked at the mountains in front of them with white gas and red gas, and their eyes were slightly relieved!