At the moment when the pangolin was about to induce the true qi in his palm, the door of the Doumu Yuanjun Temple suddenly made a shocking sound.

Then, like a piece of torn paper, the gate was torn to shreds.

Yes, it is torn by hand, whether you are a golden silk nanmu or a thousand-year-old cypress, it is like a piece of broken paper under this person's hands.

The visitor was wearing a large cotton jacket with red flowers on a green background, a pair of blue labor cloth pants underneath, and a pair of very old slippers on his feet, with a hole in the front of the slippers, and a few thin white toes could be faintly seen.

"Murong is here."

"Isn't Murong of Guiyunguan forbidden to self-style? How did you get here today? ”

"Nonsense, their boss is here. Can she not come? ”

"There's a good show to watch now."

Those who can still speak under the oppression of the water god are naturally the old fritters in the Daomen, and of course the old fritters have eyesight, so as soon as Aunt Murong appeared, they recognized their identity.

After Aunt Murong broke in. He smiled at me and walked towards the pangolin.

Every step was particularly difficult, because the water god evil was still there, and Aunt Murong was a woman. Women belong to water, and Xuanshui is yin.

Aunt Murong walked very slowly, but her steps were always very steady. Her breathing was long and peaceful, except for a fine layer of sweat on the tip of her nose. Under the illumination of the light, it shimmers slightly.

The pangolin pushed away the Liufeng cherry blossoms and faced Aunt Murong head-on.

"Who are you?"

"Return to Yunguan, Murong."

"Murong? Haven't heard of it. What are you doing here? "The pangolin doesn't seem to know Aunt Murong's name. So he was a little confused.

"Do what I want."

"What's the matter?"

"I want you to let her go, then, get out!" When Aunt Murong said the last rolling word, she used her true qi.

As soon as the words fell, thunder rolled in the air.

Roll, not a Taoist mantra, not a Buddhist mantra, not a netherworld mantra.

Roll is a foul language for human beings, expressing a sense of anger, a sense of disgust and disgust.

The characters are not drawn casually, and the rolling words are not said casually. It's not good to say, the strength is not good. You will be beaten and injured.

Aunt Murong is a cautious person, free to retract and release, and anticipate the enemy's opportunities.

If she says the word roll, then the person who hears it must get out of the way as soon as possible.

Obviously, the pangolin didn't seem to have comprehended the true meaning of the word rolling because it hadn't been long since it transformed into a human. So not only did he not roll, but turned around and confronted Aunt Murong head-on.

Aunt Murong and my dad are of equal strength, and my dad is likely to have reached the realm of Jin Qipin before he died. Not to mention that the pangolin has lost five hundred years of Taoism, even if he is not damaged at all, as long as it is not the original form of the beast god, he is definitely not Aunt Murong's opponent.

"No, you listen to me. This is the first time I have recited a mantra since I was banned, and it is also the last time. If you want to break the water god and descend evil, you must ask the fire god to bless the heavenly fire. The heavenly fire has no heart, and I prove the heavenly fire with the Taoist heart. ”

After speaking, Aunt Murong took out a three-inch-long snow-white sword, aimed it at her left chest and slowly stabbed it in.

"The sky grows fire, the earth grows fire, the wood grows fire, and the three fires merge into one fire. Call Samadhi, call the true flame, call the red flame, and the five fires become fine and burn on the flame mountain. The east is on fire, and the south is on fire. The fire in the north, the fire in the west, the fire in all directions, the middle seat of the Kyushu copper furnace. The burning sage opened his eyes and burned hell. I am ordered by the Huozheng Priest Zhu Rong to summon the heavenly fire to descend to the mortal dust, and I am as urgent as the law! Edict !! ”

The flood summoned by the deep water is invisible water, and the heavenly fire summoned by Aunt Murong is also invisible fire.

But. Not being seen doesn't mean not existing.

The temperature of the Doumu Yuanjun Temple began to rise, the red wax melted, and everyone was rained down by the sweat of this high temperature, and their faces were red and their ears were red.

Heavenly fires poured floods. Water and fire are incompatible, and for a while, the water vapor is filled, and the entire hall seems to be shrouded in thick fog.

Water is invisible, fire is invisible, but water vapor is visible to everyone.

An earth-shattering scream from the pangolin was heard in the mist, and a roar was heard, roar!

"Azure blue, water spirit. Open the five elements in the chaos. The turbidity falls, the clear air rises, and the distinction between heaven and earth is clear. I am in a hurry like a law, and I am in a hurry!! Aunt Murong recited another incantation.

The spell quickly took effect, and the fog gradually dissipated.

The pangolin had indeed transformed into a natural beast god, prostrate on the ground, bleeding from its seven orifices, and letting out a heavy panting sound.

The water god's evil descent was forcibly terminated, but the pangolin still received a strong backlash and was directly beaten back to the original form of the beast god.

"You girl, where are you still kneeling and doing? Go to protect the lifeless, and there will be a fierce battle later. ”

The flowing wind Sakura was mourned from the heart. When Aunt Murong suddenly appeared, she became a surprise again, and under the repeated loss of emotional control, she was a little demented. Now that Aunt Murong woke up, she remembered that she was still kneeling. Hurriedly got up, bowed to Aunt Murong, and ran to stand beside me.

"My Aunt Murong is amazing, right? Excited or not? ”

"Well, I've always idolized her, so excited."

"What were you really going to do to that ugly pangolin?" I regretted it a little after asking. Seeing that Liufeng Sakura had just come back to her senses, I went to expose her scars again.

"You know, I couldn't help it. After he received the water god's evil surrender, he bit his tongue and committed suicide. Flowing Wind Sakura said with a sigh.

"Raise your spirits. Aunt Murong said that there will be a fierce battle later, and you will have to contribute when the time comes. ”

"Fight with whom?"

"Huang Sanye, he is a powerful character, even my father can calculate."

As soon as Aunt Murong appeared. My attention is not all on the pangolin, I have been secretly observing Huang Sanye.

In the eyes, pangolins are the biggest crisis, but I know that Huang Sanye will only be more terrifying and dangerous than him. The feng shui death and nine ghosts in the general's tomb. Even my dad was hurt.

When Aunt Murong was reciting the mantra, Huang Sanye snorted coldly, quietly took a few steps back, and stood with Dong Lingqi.

He didn't take the opportunity to leave, which made me a little worried. I can't tell the level of his true qi, and when he was worshipping the fight, although the golden brilliance he emitted was not as bright as that of the flowing wind cherry blossoms, it should be that he had hidden it.

I saw him pull out a small black flag the size of a palm from his sleeve, take it out and hold it tightly in the palm of his hand.

"You, come out. killed my senior brother, let's make a break today. Aunt Murong suddenly pointed at Huang Sanye and said.

"It's ridiculous, Fan Jian died in the endless abyss underground, but you said that I killed him. Everything is his own fault, and he wants to covet the spiritual power of Qinglong Sha to change his life for his son. You want me to settle accounts, and I want to settle accounts with him. Destroy my ancestral grave and destroy my life. I have a bitter enmity with Fan Jian. Huang Sanye gritted his teeth and said.

"Okay, then let's show our skills."

Aunt Murong can't strike first for my safety, so I can only wait for Huang Sanye to superimpose all the battle intent on her before I can see the demolition. Because if she launches a strong attack, Huang Sanye can also attack me suddenly.

And I'm not vulnerable at all.

Huang Sanye smiled and pulled Dong Lingqi beside him, and the latter's face changed greatly and he wanted to retreat, but after being glared at by Huang Sanye, his steps froze, and his expression dimmed.

Dong Lingqi knelt on one knee, posed as a herald in the Terracotta Warriors of the Qin Emperor's Mausoleum, and swept away everyone in the Doumu Yuanjun Temple with a dull look.

"Dong Lingqi, you can go with peace of mind, your family will all be taken care of by me."

"Yes."

Huang Sanye raised the black flag in his palm high, and then slammed it into Dong Lingqi's head, and the blood mixed with his brain flowed all over the ground.

Dong Lingqi gritted his teeth, glared angrily, and remained silent until his eyes were dilated, and he still maintained the appearance of a herald.

After the black flag flagpole was submerged into Dong Lingqi's head, a black gas came out, and at the same time, the palm-sized black flag began to gradually get bigger, bigger and bigger, and finally the flagpole was one zhang long, and the flag was blown horizontally if the wind blows, and three ancient seal characters were written on it: "Soul Flag." ”

Aunt Murong waited until Huang Sanye sacrificed all the spirit flags before she spoke: "If there is any magic weapon, use it in one piece." Although the Soul Banner is domineering, it is far from being able to exert its due power by sacrificing the soul of Dong Lingqi alone. ”

"Who said there is only one Dong Lingqi? Do you think that those waste wood Taoist priests of the Taiqing Palace lying on the ground are still alive now? Do you think they're just unconscious? Also, you're missing the most important person. ”

"What?"

"Pangolins!"

Aunt Murong's face changed greatly, because I don't know when the pangolin on the ground actually ...; …;