The crowd was shaken out and stumbled.

The head of the Sansheng Dao and the head of the Sande Dao, their cultivation is still a little hot, but they are also shocked by the Doumu Hedgehog, and the blood in their bodies is surging.

Doumu Jiqi smiled coldly and said disdainfully: "It's a pity, the spirit official lineage has been inherited for a hundred years, but today, it is so unbearable!" ”

The voice fell, and he raised his hand.

In the Lingguan Temple, hundreds of statues of gods seemed to be shocked by his power, and for a moment, they shook and trembled, shaking and uneasy, making a buzzing sound.

"Knock ......"

"Knock...... Knock ......"

Wave after wave of sound, vibrating back and forth, drifting out, the sound resounding in the sky above.

The entire Tianfu county, as if there are hundreds of bells ringing in unison, is deafening!

"You...... What are you doing...... Look for death! Wang Zhenren's face changed greatly, he shouted angrily, and suddenly made a move.

This wooden hedgehoard is so disrespectful, it is just a matter of trespassing on the Lingguan Temple, and now it is shaking hundreds of statues, it is simply disturbing the tranquility of the gods, how can you bear it?

An offensive broke through the sky and went straight towards the Doumu Hedgehog.

The wooden deer smiled "haha" and slapped it with one palm.

"Bang"

In the void in front of him, a huge palm print came out, and the magnificent momentum seemed to be hidden in it, and the terrifying power soared to meet Wang Zhenren's attack.

The two of them looked at each other, and the four sides of the void were distorted.

"Wang Zhenren, the peerless knowledge left by your ancestor Wang Lingguan has not been lost to you? It seems that your Wang family is really not as good as the next generation......"

Doumu Hedgehog was extremely arrogant, and said sarcastically.

Wang Zhenren's expression turned pale, and he shouted: "If you want to see, I'll let you see!" ”

With that, the palm of his hand was gently lifted.

A flame of "rubbing" bloomed out, and in the dark night, it seemed to illuminate all directions.

All of a sudden, the steaming heat came to my face.

At this moment, although Wang Zhenren is wearing the groom's clothes, he is full of power, and the whole person is in the dark, like a god of fire, majestic and majestic, quite an ancestral momentum.

The fire was raging, as if it rose at will, and the colorful divine light surged out, as if it was going through this silent night, enough to shatter the void.

Under the vast night sky, Wang Zhenren stepped into the air, and the flames surged up and down his body.

With his loud shout, the sky was full of might, and it was mighty until thousands of miles away.

Feeling this majestic momentum, the Doumu Hedgehog in front of him also had a slight look on his face, took a deep breath, and said: "It seems that the spirit official is not in the same vein as an ant, you are still young, if you practice for another twenty years, you may not be able to have the glory of the ancestors!" It's a pity...... I advise you, don't make mistakes! ”

Cultivation is often a matter of accumulation, from ancient times to the present, there are very few people who are amazing and glamorous.

How many Daomen masters have been lonely and nameless for half a lifetime, and they have soared to 90,000 miles in old age, soaring into the sky, shocking the world.

At Wang Zhenren's age, with this practice, he has surpassed his peers by much.

Although the fighting wood hedgehog is proud, he also cherishes his talents, and he can't help but sigh with regret.

Dare to go against the Heavenly Master, even if you are a genius, there is only one way to die.

Wang Zhenren's face was stern, and he said in a shocking voice: "You are a cultivator, trespassing on my Lingguan Temple, killing my sect members, today, my Lingguan Fa Yu, will be destroyed!" ”

Thundered.

The flames in the sky turned into a surging momentum, and in an instant, they fell into the air.

As far as the eye can see, a horizon seems to be a sea of fire, which is extremely terrifying.

Doumu Hedgehog let out a loud shout, which shook the scalps of everyone present, and in an instant, it rose into the air, turned into a divine light, and rushed through a road in the vast flames, killing Wang Zhenren.

Bang!

The figures of the two were intertwined in mid-air, fighting together!

……

Far away.

The sound of the humming of the idol in the Lingguan Temple swayed leisurely with the silent night sky.

In the darkness, two figures slowly appeared, looking straight in the direction of the Lingguan Temple.

"Started?"

"It should be!"

"What about us?"

"Let's look at the power of the Fighting Wood Hedgehog, I believe that no one can stop the spirit officer, but ...... lest that god Fang Xuan take advantage of the chaos to escape...... I've got to get him! ”

"It's just a Taoist priest of the evil sect in the mountains, the altar master is too fussful, and he actually dispatched the seven sons of the Xuanwu Altar Constellation, and want me to say, Doumu Hedgehog, plus you and me, it is enough!"

"The altar owner is worried that the main altar will blame it!"

Two men in Taoist robes stood in the darkness.

At this moment, the figures of the two seemed to be in the night, becoming nothing.

A majestic aura emanated from the two of them, and if anyone was here and felt it, they would tremble.

These two are the Ox Taurus and the Wall Water Carpenter among the seven sons of the stars.

Originally, the master of the Xuanwu Altar gave an order to let the Seven Sons of the Stars come to hunt down and kill Fang Xuan.

Although the seven people received the order, they didn't take it seriously, so the rest of the people shirked it and left it to Doumu Hedgehog, Niu Jinniu and Bishui Pi to do.

This wooden deer is arrogant, it has been a while, and he has not taken over the task, when he learned that this incident was related to the Lingguan Temple, he took the initiative to ask for his life, and singled out the Lingguan Temple to practice his skills.

In the darkness, the cow and the wall water carp walked faster and faster, and finally, like a ghost, fluttered, and entered the Lingguan Temple.

"Boom"

There was a loud bang inside.

Wang Zhenren's momentum was full of momentum, and a majestic momentum skyrocketed.

The flames were raging, and they were miserable.

The wooden deer waved its black robe, and the defenses manifested in front of him, and the fireworks rushed in, hitting the defenses, and he didn't move.

The two have been fighting for a quarter of an hour, but the two sides are evenly matched, and they can't help each other.

"Doumu Hedgehog, you have been delaying for a long time this time, do you need it, can we help you?"

A cold voice came from behind him, and it was the bull and the golden bull who spoke.

Everyone in the Lingguan Temple was shocked when they saw that there were suddenly two more Taoist priests from other places.

A wooden hedgehog has been extremely terrifying, and now there are two more people, this ......

The people of the Heavenly Master Dao are terrible!

When Doumu Jiqi heard this, his expression changed, and he seemed to be a little angry, and said: "Don't bother, I can kill him alone!" ”

"By you?" Wang Zhenren stood in the air and shouted: "Today, no one wants to leave!" ”

Anyway, two fingers are a little more empty.

"Whoosh"

A ray of light shot out and instantly disappeared into the main hall of the Lingguan Temple.

Thundered.

A loud sound suddenly came out, and from the main hall, there seemed to be tens of millions of divine lights, rising to the sky, and in an instant, a magnificent and incomparable aura spread out, like a huge cover, enveloping the entire Lingguan Temple.

Seeing this, the three sons of the stars were taken aback.

Bi Shuiqi's expression changed, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Damn, this Lingguan Temple actually has a foundation!" ”

……

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Sleepless late at night, talking about some digressions.

I received an editor's notice that the book will be on the shelves the day after tomorrow, that is, this Friday, and I need all readers to give me subscription support.

A chapter is only 1 cent, not much to say, I can't say anything about the miserable sales, there is more money and less money, and everyone has a scale in their hearts.

I was mentally prepared when I wrote this book at the beginning, after all, the genre is relatively niche, not to mention the traditional supernatural, it is still in the ancient background, and the results can be imagined.

It is estimated that after it is put on the shelves, there will be few readers left to see pirated copies and abandoned pits.

The genre itself is not pleasing, and I don't know what readers and friends who are still reading this book think, probably because the style is relatively old, which naturally blocked a large number of readers.

The editor persuaded me to reopen the new book, including several fellow authors, and I thought about it for a long time without a clue.

It stands to reason that writing books is just for three meals a day, and it is not as good as the gods, nor does it seek to be rich and expensive, but there are still many disturbing times.

The book should still continue to be written, as for how much to write, it depends on fate!

The last book suffered three name changes, bans and other problems, and there is already no follow-up, and if this one ends in a scribble, I also feel uneasy.

I am very emotional, and I am very grateful to those readers who have supported me since the old books!!