The old concubine turned her head and saw the joyful mourning Taoist and the mud fetus Venerable with a face like a pile of tree bark.

I know a little bit about why Su Niang would say the perfect law.

Three Great Masters.

And they are all grandmasters on the list of the nations.

This kind of power is nothing more than the destruction of the country.

Qing Yuan was also a little curious at this time, the Grandmaster entered the city, this was not a trivial matter, but he had no news about the Mud Fetus Venerable and the Joy and Mourning Daoist.

"After a long absence, the new court lieutenant of the Qin State has descended to the earth, and the means are not bad, and today (rì) must also be a good student to learn a lesson." The mourning Taoist said in an ugly voice.

"Amitabha." The Mud Fetal Venerable didn't talk nonsense, and directly threw out the Buddha beads in his hand that he didn't know when, and a golden light Buddha seal followed.

The old concubine glanced at the monk who did not play according to the road (shēn), and also flashed a trace of vigilance, but the goal of today (rì) is still Qingyuan.

Seeing that the Buddha beads were suppressed, Qingyuan raised his right hand unhurriedly, his sleeves stirred, and his face moved in an instant.

In the solemn eyes of everyone, the string of Buddha beads hit back at the Mud Fetus Venerable with undiminished strength.

"Amitabha, this person (shēn) has Taoist supernatural powers, in order to prevent variables, please join forces with the two of you." The Clay Fetus Venerable took a step as he spoke.

Before the Buddha bead approached (shēn), there was a phantom shadow of a golden bell.

The two collided, and the Buddha beads suddenly couldn't bear this force and were scrapped one after another.

This is the first move.

Qingyuan destroys one of its things, and wins a son.

"Kill!"

Suddenly, the sound of killing was solemn, and more than 100 soldiers gathered the qi of the three grandmasters, guided them on the Helian Double Evil Sword (shēn), transformed the void and reality, and the killing machine suddenly started.

"Ho!"

With a full roar, Helian Shuangsha (shēn) body moved in unison, like a sword boy, holding a sword and going up.

On the knife (shēn), hundreds of soldiers are blessed, and the strength is tumbling, (yù) into the shape of a dragon.

The mourning Taoist on the side also looked at this scene: "Luo Tiansleeve of Nanli, what he is best at is collecting things, Venerable, you shouldn't take off your weapons." ”

"Nanli?" The old concubine remembered the name.

The long knife is like a dragon, and it beheads the owl.

Qingyuan looked at this attack that gathered the power of many parties, and did not dodge or dodge.

"Ding." Before he had time to get excited, Helian Shuangsha felt that the long knife in his hand slashed at a layer of solid stones, and then his face changed, and his (shēn) shape retreated.

Qing Yuan flicked the skin of his neck that was slashed by the long knife, and he didn't even leave a white mark.

This scene made the pupils of everyone present shrink, except for the Mud Fetus Venerable.

"金 (shēn) is not bad."

"It's not bad."

The Mud Fetus Venerable and the Happy Mourning Daoist each spoke, but their faces were solemn.

The original nonchalant look of the mourning Taoist became a little solemn.

"Old Dao, I originally thought it was just a formality, where did this immortal come from, didn't the eldest prince say that he would only be able to Luo Tiansleeve, what is the inheritance of this method of refining the body? Where did this master come from? ”

The Venerable Mud Fetus heard the meaning of the Taoist's retreat: "However, after cultivating a method (shēn), not everyone on the left and right has not yet sent out the weapon of attack. ”

The old concubine did not drag the mud and water, her hands were lined up, and a pair of years of long shuttles quietly took shape, directly to Qingyuan.

Wherever the long shuttle passed, the flowers withered.

The mourning Taoist took a step back quietly.

A jade fan suddenly appeared in Qingyuan's hand, and a magic trick was played, and the violent spiritual power bent the sea of flowers all over the garden.

The old concubine snorted, and a little blood flowed from Hao's wrist.

"If you drag, you will change." The Clay Fetus Venerable finally couldn't sit still a little and took a step forward, and the golden light method (shēn) appeared behind him.

Helian Shuangsha suppressed the churning blood waves in his body, forcibly lucked, and hooked up with Dao soldiers.

The red boat in the hands of the happy mourning Taoist is connected to the sea, the starlight is falling, and there is a heavenly maiden Rakshasa shuttling among them.

"Boy, it's hard to become a grandmaster, it's still too late to retreat." The mourning Taoist persuaded on the side.

Qingyuan stared at the people present, but he smiled: "Your Majesty broke off the flow of the eldest prince's mansion, but you rushed into the mansion with bad intentions, Zhou is not talented, and he is the court lieutenant of the Qin State in vain. ”

The tone is sincere, but it is arrogant.

"Look for death." Helian double-spair advanced with a knife, and a golden sharp aura killed the hundred flowers.

The grandmaster in the eldest prince's mansion overflowed out of the mansion, and even the king of Qin, who had already slept in the harem, was alarmed.

Hurriedly dressed under the service of the palace maid, under the leadership of Zhao Gonggong to the rooftop, as far as the eye can see, the original autumn garden with a sea of flowers, at this time only a piece of flower remains.

The lights and candles were lit up, and every house went up to the pavilion to look south.

"I'm a very decisive child." King Qin looked at the movement in the distance, "The handwriting is not small, the three great masters on the list, hum." ”

The grandmasters who have entered the list are naturally different from other grandmasters, so they are named great grandmasters.

Gonggong Zhao was also a little worried, not worried about Qingyuan, but the eldest prince's approach made this court lieutenant angry, and I am afraid that it will be a little difficult in the future, and His Majesty will have a headache again.

As for Qingyuan's safety, after seeing the many methods of this court captain, this Zhao Gonggong was not worried at all.

"Your Majesty, the Mansion of All Nations is ......"

King Qin's face darkened: "The one who Baiyue? ”

Zhao Gonggong nodded weakly, looking weak and helpless.

"Go to the great prison, let the son of a son go, and let him go and save him."

Zhao Gonggong's eyes lit up and he respectfully agreed.

Standing alone on the vertical platform, King Qin could roughly see the general scene in the Autumn Garden.

The strange Xuangu jade fan in Qingyuan's hand scattered all the magic weapons and spells of several people.

The mourning Taoist looked at the happy boat with a big hole in his hand, and he didn't have time to feel distressed, so he rolled on the spot.

The cold shuttle in the hands of the old concubine circulated, and Qingyuan did not leave (qíng) between his shots, and the seventy-two earth evil techniques operated, carrying mana, and taking the lead in silence.

A palm slapped on his lower waist, and the mana erupted, weaving a net of sealing the law.

At this moment, the Mud Fetal Venerable came to the aid in time and blocked Qingyuan's heavy blow.

It's just that he underestimated the supernatural power in Qingyuan's hand, and for a while, his body was also (shēn) flying upside down, and his face was depressed.

The Helian Shuangsha that followed couldn't even get close (shēn) under the unleashing of Qingyuan's boundless mana.

"Martial arts and immortal laws, although the Tao is different, but the first thing is the way, everyone, do you have a last word?" Qing Yuan looked at the crooked crowd with an indifferent face.

"What realm are you?" At this time, the mourning Taoist has completely lost his previous high-level temperament.

"Taller than you." Qingyuan walked up to a few people (shēn) and stretched out his right hand, "Since the last words have been said, then it is time for you to go on your way." ”

The heart of King Qin, who was far away in the Chuitiantai, was a little complicated at this time, and Qingyuan's strength was far stronger than that of the grandmaster, he naturally knew it, but these three people were also on the list of the Dao of the Kingdoms, so couldn't they delay a little longer, at these times, Gonggong Zhao didn't even go to prison.

It's just that suddenly, something happened in the Autumn Garden, and the Clay Fetus Venerable dragged his crippled body to his feet, and his eyes were hollow and "looking" at Qingyuan.

"The mana of the layman is monstrous, and it must have reached the moment of boundlessness, and I am ashamed of myself. It's just that tonight's game, we still won. ”

Qing Yuan's heart moved, and he looked in all directions, this autumn garden was already full of mighty rivers at some point, although these people were injured before, but they also slightly restrained his mind, so even the great Confucian of Dye Jin was ignored by him.

Just looking at these countless mighty rivers, Qingyuan stopped and sighed: "Wentong ancient and modern, Mr. is accomplished in this way, and Zhou is ashamed." ”

Dye Jin rose from the crowd of fallen Taoist warriors (shēn): "Your Excellency's immortal law leads to the sky, and even if you are defeated, you will also win." ”

In fact, the three grandmasters, a Taoist soldier, can't hurt Qingyuan at all.

"Oh, how did you defeat me?" Qingyuan was a little curious.

"Confucianism cultivates the long river of mighty qi, this is the art of trapping people, and with the big gold (shēn) of the mud tire, I think it can also break your lord's law (shēn)."

As he spoke, the mud-like skin on the mud-like shēn suddenly cracked, and the cracks burst out from the inside to the outside except for the golden light.

In the blink of an eye, the original (shēn) body of the mud fetus Venerable has turned into a golden and brilliant true Buddha.

"The Law of Cultivation (shēn)?" Qingyuan looked at this Mud Fetal Venerable, and was also a little curious, "Where does the monk practice?" ”

The Mud Fetal Venerable was a little confused about Qing Yuan's thoughts: "It's better for the donor to retreat on his own." ”

"Heaven and earth are upright, and the long river is wide."

In the long river of vast qi in the air, Qingguang Hao (dàng), like a white horse returning home, detached from its original orbit and fell to Qingyuan (shēn).

The golden light rose at a glance, the sound of ten thousand Buddhas rose from the ground, and a pair of withered gold palms were engraved with the method of subduing demons, and the waves came.

The Xuangu jade fan spreads out, and between the obscurity of the lake, the five fires are bright.

The firelight rushed into the sky, turned into a canopy, and spread all over the Qin city.

It is for five colors.