It's really in response to that sentence, the cycle of heavenly principles, karma, if it weren't for the cause owed to the villagers, I wouldn't have thought about moving the leylines to produce a fruit to repay this cause, who knew that repaying one, and another one came out, this human debt can never be repaid, and after repaying this, and owing another, it seems that after having a beginning, there is no end. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

After Liu Zigui saw the black gas, he instinctively propped up the shield as soon as possible, but the divine power was almost consumed, and the protective shield that was propped up was only a thin layer, although it was only a thin layer, it saved Liu Zigui's life.

The black air mass seems to be gas, but after falling to the shield, Liu Zigui found out that it was wrong, it was a viscous liquid, it looked like a paste and like a plastic after it was burned, Liu Zigui liked to burn plastic to play, red, white, and black plastic bags ignited, emitting red flames, accompanied by black smoke and an unpleasant smell of burning.

Liu Zigui likes to watch the plastic burn little by little, and he doesn't know why he likes this, just as there are many things in this world that have no reason, maybe because the avenue is unpredictable.

The black paste seems to have been deformed again, no longer the appearance of a cloth sheet, but gathered together in a regular manner, and the two sides are closer to the middle, turning into a rope, no, it is not appropriate to say that it is a rope, because it is too thick, it can only be said that there is an image of a rope.

Liu Zigui thought of the python, although he had never seen a python, he felt that it looked like a python, and he didn't have time to investigate why there was a python in his mind that he had never seen before, maybe because he heard too many stories about snakes from his parents when he was a child, or because of Liu Thirteen's relationship, or maybe it was someone else's memory.

It coiled like a snake, slowly spreading up from the bottom, around one after another, as if it was born to be a hovering material, the speed was speechless, as if it was not hovering from the bottom up, but wanted to pour water from a tank from above, and it was covered with a shield in an instant.

It was very hard, and it tightened hard, and Liu Zigui saw that cracks began to appear on the golden shield, and he had to use his divine power again to stabilize the shield that was about to break, but his divine power was running out, and he could no longer make up for the cracked marks.

"Oops!"

Liu Zigui secretly snorted badly, he sensed the backlash between heaven and earth.

The power of heaven and earth is internal, the other is external, the inner seems to be close to the fast, he has already sensed that there seems to be a fire burning in the body, it is a poisonous fire, not only poisonous fire, but also the wind blowing, and it is not an ordinary wind, it is a bad wind.

Poisonous fire is the fire of the soul, which specializes in burning people's souls, first burning the seven souls, then burning the three souls, and finally extinguishing the ashes, but it is not impossible, the fire of the soul is also the fire of the heart, which arises from the heart, and can naturally be extinguished by the heart.

It is not the wind at all, it will only be born with poisonous fire, and there must be a bad wind in the poisonous fire, and some people speculate that the evil wind may be a weak spatial crack caused by the burning of the poisonous fire and twisting the space, just like the burning of the fire will distort the air and produce the wind.

The external backlash is also called heavenly punishment, nine divine thunders will fall above the nine heavens, one is stronger than the other, carry it, you are a free immortal, you can't resist it, you will be wiped out, and there is no chance of reincarnation.

The rain fell for a long time, but it did not mean to stop, but it became stronger, and the wind was stronger, blowing from the mountain to the bottom of the mountain, blowing and bending the waist of the fir tree, and the leaves made a whirring sound, and it was impossible to distinguish whether it was the sound of the wind or the sound of the leaves, and there was another lightning bolt in the sky, but it was not as bright as just now, it was in the depths of the clouds, and it seemed that the clouds had changed, obscuring the light.

Liu Zigui pinched the fingerprint of the sword and drew the talisman in the air, he seemed to have given up his Shinto identity, but the identity of a cultivator to face this evil qi of transformation.

"Edict!"

Liu Zigui shouted, the spell just drawn appeared in the void, and the golden light illuminated the narrow space of the shield even brighter, it seemed that this faint golden light was an inconspicuous strong man, and the space was expanded, but this was not the result of Liu Zigui, he needed to leave it alone, he couldn't be trapped inside by it, that would be assimilated by it, and finally become a part of it, it had become a strange lifeform.

Lightning appeared in the sky again, but this time the lightning was very bright, and its shape was clearly seen at the moment of light, and it seemed that it was not a silver snake, but a sharp sword, which pierced through the thick clouds and sent its light to the world.

Liu Zigui suddenly sensed an uneasy aura, very anxious, very uneasy, but before he could feel it carefully, the poisonous fire in his body burned bigger.

"Ahh

Burning is not only pain, it also has a kind of spicy, burning in the soul, this feeling comes more directly, more intuitively, the wind blows again, it is dancing in the body like countless knives, cutting a knife here, cutting a knife there, it seems to be like a pig killer playing with pork, this feels really bad, the painful Liu Zigui directly shouted loudly, but the rain and wind were very loud, and the cry did not come out three feet, and it was drowned.

Pain can be turned into power, this power is more fierce than anything else, Liu Zigui changed the law in his hand, turned the sword into a finger, and shouted in his mouth: "Break!" The spell in front of him exploded, and the force of the explosion was very great, and the shield was stretched out from the inside, breaking free from the shackles of the black python, and Liu Zigui escaped from the black python's entanglement from the moment he released it with the help of the power of the explosion.

Widening the distance, Liu Zigui would not let the black python get close, and attacked with a charm.

Seeing that the prey had run away, the black python seemed to be angry, but it did not roar, nor did it have a mouth, it was a straight line, thin at both ends, thick in the middle, writhing in the air, and always wanted to entangle the willow again.

After a long time, Liu Zigui found that the black lines seemed to have no other means of attack except for winding and winding, and he secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but its speed was too fast, and it was entangled for a long time, Liu Zigui was tired, and he was about to be unable to keep up with its rhythm, if he was entangled, I am afraid it would be difficult to break free again.

The sky is black, the earth is also black, it seems that the whole heaven and earth are black, only the sound of wind and rain is in the ears, and the other creatures in the world seem to have disappeared.

Another lightning fell in the sky, this lightning was very bright, as if it was overhead, as long as you stretched out your hand, you could touch it, the lightning was near, and the breath was even more restless, and at this moment Liu Zigui finally knew that the punishment was coming.