Zhao Kun was quite in a dilemma. The pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info is mainly too hasty, and he was suddenly caught by that piece of psychic jade, and he didn't run, and he didn't run. I thought I would simply kill it, but before I could put it into action, I attracted a strong enemy.

I had the intention to test the strength of the other party, but before I had a head-to-head fight, I found that the magic circle that I had cleaned up the entire Rongguo Mansion seemed to be useless.

It's sad.

If you want to run, let alone the clouds in this world environment, it is enough to climb the clouds, and it is easy to be cut down by a sword light. Driving the fog is also a similar ending, and the fog will be more obvious. As for the Faceless Person's instinct, the ability to teleport away at once, it is safe to be safe, but it is easy to expose its own information.

From preparation to fighting to now, Zhao Kun has prepared water-attribute spells, in order to confuse his identity. Anyway, I am a visitor from the outside world, and the sky is confused. Moreover, as a person without borders, the Faceless One is even more difficult to calculate. As long as you don't expose some extremely distinctive special abilities, even if you are an immortal, you can take them to the ditch.

For example, he has been insisting on using the cloud and mist spell, and he has sent deep divers who have failed in the temporary transformation to consume the opponent's mana.

This is because the boss Zhao Kun works for has also had an identity in this world, and it is not something that can be summarized in a sentence outside the territory.

For example, among the many worlds under the Lingkong Immortal Realm, there is a Wu tribe that is very similar to an octopus, their hands have no fingers, and they have a long one that can be poked and rolled, and they have also developed a very glorious civilization. But then he died too much, and most of them died.

There are a lot of records in the ancient books, just on the Classic of Mountains and Seas, there are many ancient gods 'holding snakes', 'snakes', 'holding snakes', 'stepping on snakes', in fact, at that time, human beings had just been created by Emperor Wa, and the ancestors who witnessed all this were not only weak, but also their own civilization had not developed - in that era, the human race was often hunted by demon beasts, and had to take refuge in the witch tribe - plus the word of mouth has been passed on for a long time, there is a fallacy.

Those big witches who have nothing to do and carry a snake in their hands all day long are not really carrying snakes. The so-called "snakes" are just organs that they use to grasp, just like human hands. Later, the ancestral witches were sealed one after another, and the ancient witches often followed the ancestral witches of their own tribe, that is, the spiritual totem, so the originally scattered witch tribes gathered to the sealed place. And because the body of the Wu clan will undergo various changes with the increase of age and become strange, the gathering place of the Wu clan is not suitable for human habitation at all, and the mixed blood of humans and witches can barely be.

-- The closest gathering place to this world is called Luoyan City, where an ancestral witch who wields the power of water is sealed, and the famous water god in ancient times.

Although the Wicans are almost forgotten, their influence on the worlds is still alive and well.

This is not to say that a guy of mixed blood with Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor was hacked to death or something, but another kind of influence. Especially among the monks, especially Buddhism. Those Buddhist Dharma Appearances, Golden Bodies, Ming Kings and so on, are mostly similar to Great Witches. For example, Guanyin, who has a thousand hands and a thousand eyes, or something. There are many other spells to borrow.

Well, so in this world very close to Luoyan City, the witch clan who manipulates water and fog can easily be identified as a certain type of witch clan by monks, especially Buddhist monks.

Well, if you find out that your opponent is not easy to deal with, it is good to take them to the ditch.

Zhao Kun waved his hand, and more than a dozen internal organs were washed away, turning into a failed experimental specimen of half a deep diver and rushed forward.

Without exception, these cannon fodder-like things can't even break through the golden aperture next to the monk.

The High Rank Faceless One sighed, clasped his hands together, and summoned a stream of black-purple mud and sand, first pouring it on top of the Heaven Replenishing Stone, and then suddenly converging and spraying towards the faint curtain of light.

This mud and sand flow hit the Buddha's light, and it suddenly made a noise, making the Buddha's light dim, and even retreated three feet before returning to normal.

Zhao Kun shook his head, this was the most lethal single K-ray spell he had mastered, but he still couldn't help the other party's body protection Buddha light.

It doesn't look like there's a chance!

The High-Level Faceless Man shook his head, and with a wave of his hand, a man in white walked out behind him.

Then, a very strange song sounded in the fog.

"What do you say about spending a good moon, people are also long-lived, and the mountains and rivers are a few sad ......"

The singer used a strange false voice, full of breath, and his words were slurred but long. Most importantly, the tune is unforgettable, lamenting, hating, fearing, and countless unpleasant threads are like countless strands tightly intertwined with the vocal thread.

“…… Hu Er rode the jackal Kou, where he drank the blood of the Yellow River and ......"

As if conscious, the song viciously penetrated into the ears of the two men present, and continued to spread outward, as far as miles away from the fog, clinging to the brains of those who heard it, and stirring up the most painful memories of their lives.

"Taste the courage to lie on the right to endure the salary, and never bow your head to your strengths! Thinking about it, hating it, where is the moon in the country? ”

"Is he singing?" The Taoist priest frowned and asked.

"It's not something that should be sung right now." The monk did not answer the Taoist priest's question, but his face became even more ugly. His face was uncertain, his eyes wandered, as if he was searching for something in his memory, and suddenly, he sighed: "This one...... Song...... It's ...... "Life and Death Hate"! ”

"Life and Death Hate" ......" the Taoist priest's face also became gloomy, "Do you mean that Concubine Dong E, who was evil, composed "Life and Death Hate" before she was burned to death?" ”

"That's right."

"Have you heard?"

"Not only have I heard the version sung by the Extraterritorial Heavenly Demon, but I have also heard the version of life and death hatred in the first drama after two hundred and fourteen years with the magic powers of Buddhism......"

"Humph!" A silver sword light suddenly appeared, flying out all the way, splitting the layers of mist into two sections, until a man in white with a hood caught the sword light with two fingers.

"Amitabha, the donor has finally appeared." The monk who smelled the surging water vapor naturally recognized the other party as the main owner.

Because this man in white is full of the smell of the big witches in Luo Oblivion City. It was a particularly salty sea flavor. If you go out to sea to catch fish or something, you will know that when you stand at the bow of the boat, the wind blows from all directions. And this is not the simple flavor of the sea, there is also a kind of watery smell, that is, there are frogs and snakes living in the water, and the smell emitted by people who do not live near the water may not be able to smell it.

"Why, you don't persuade me to convert?" As he spoke, the man in white had already talked about the hood on his head, revealing a faceless face.

The place that had been the skin of the face was empty, and the dark red muscles could be clearly seen on the cheekbones, the lips were gone, the white teeth were exposed, and there were no eyelids in the deep-set eye sockets, only a pair of vicious eyes casting a vicious gaze at the base of the sockets.

"Glory to Lalleye!"

He yelled and rushed towards the two of them. The two monks and Taoists immediately refreshed their vigilance, and the faceless man just hit the layer of Buddha light, and then boomed and exploded.

This time, Boom didn't really hurt the monks, even though their talisman was blown up. Unfortunately, the second faceless man did not rush out of the mist, nor did any attack come, but the mist began to disperse.

There was no joy on their faces.

"The poor monk thought that the bloodline of which family had awakened, but now it seems to be related to the ancestral witch, alas, ......"

How terrible is the ancestral witch?

The so-called ancestral witch is at least born to represent several phenomena. For example, an apple will fall to the ground, and the consequence of this falling is gravity. And the reason why a certain ancestor can represent this phenomenon is because gravity is a part of himself. All aspects of gravity are arbitrarily altered with his consciousness. Not only the magnitude of the gravitational coefficient, but also the positive and negative can be changed.

Most of the ancestral witches have this ability, and it can be said that they are the real controllers of natural phenomena. In contrast, the so-called gods are nothing more than the switch and control of the forces of nature. And the ancestral witch can be said to be the law. In ancient times, these conscious laws once dominated the whole world, and they arbitrarily modified the constants, laws, and phenomena of the whole world according to their preferences......

Therefore, at that time, the mainstream powers of the cultivation realm and the demon clan joined forces to attack the witch clan, forming a catastrophe of heaven and earth. A large number of cultivators, especially the Demon Clan, all died in this catastrophe, and even the Demon Clan's Heavenly Court fell. But the results were also encouraging. All the ancestral witches who could be killed were killed, and those who could not be killed were also sealed, and only one ancestral witch fled to the extreme west with his body cut into three pieces - among them, the lower half of his body was eaten by a demon king whose body was a pig. Later, these three parts became one, and the religion was established, and the tribe that followed him became angels.

Although these angels are a little scary, what wheels with eyes, what lions with eyes all over the front and back, what eagles with six wings......

It's a pity that something seems to have gone wrong with this ancestral witch, which caused these three parts to split up in the end, each becoming one, devouring each other, and finally winning the real ancestral witch......

The three bodies are all taught by the deeds of the sinister and the words of intimidation, of which the upper body teaches twelve apprentices, the wise burner, the virtuous, and the drowning woman; The lower body misses the demon king, and misses his seventy-two wives......

In short, after the ancestors left, there was civilization in the world. And these ancestral witches, who used to dominate the whole world, but now they have lost their freedom, so they are also called the Old Dominators.

And no matter what it is, once it has a relationship with the ancestral witch, even those who are cultivating in the Spirit Sky Immortal Realm will feel tricky.

In contrast, the Taoist was a little calmer than the monk.

"The Bodhisattva has the foresight to give the spirit talisman early, not at this time, but when?"

"Yes, since this matter is related to the ancestral witch, we can only take precautions, and we can't enter Luo Annihilation City, right? Fortunately, the Wu clan is not from this world, and he has died, but he can use the spirit rune. ”

As he spoke, the monk had already taken out a palm-sized emerald willow leaf from his arms.

"So far, I can only use it. These Western treasures have supreme power and wonderful use, and between the transfer of good and evil, even if the world is reduced to ashes, it can be returned to its original origins. I also ask the Taoist friend to bring that stupid thing here. After speaking, he made a joke, and the spirit rune emitted light......

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With an indescribable trance, Zhao Kun opened his eyes.

"Second master, you woke up, the wine is still painful now, do you want to pass a bowl of sobering soup first?"

Zhao Kun blinked and found himself in the study. "And don't rush the soup. I drank too much wine at noon, and now I forget the time when I think about it, who is that, the lord asks you, what year is this year? ”

"Second master, are you drunk and confused?"

"Don't fucking talk nonsense, tell me what year it is? ......" Zhao Kun made a look of anger.

"Yes, yes, if you go back to the second master, today is May 15, the fifty-fourth year of Kangxi."

What a big deal, and the whole world has returned to its roots three years ago? Zhao Kun felt that he had a bit of a headache, if it weren't for the Faceless One who could replace a person in the long river of time, he would be trapped-after all, when the whole world was returned to its original form, it would definitely not include outsiders.

"I can't play anymore......"

"Second master, what did you say?" The little guy didn't hear Zhao Kun's muttering clearly.

"It's fine." Zhao Kun waved his hand casually, "Go down, Lord rest for a while." ”

All he was thinking about at the moment was the spirit rune. No wonder the plot can be guaranteed even if you go down to earth! Once you deviate from the plot, take out the spirit rune and brush it to biu.,Guarantee that any possibility will be broken back! It seems that this Zhucao has to return the water of the Shenying waiter - there are such two producers, regardless of whether it is the Mushi Qianmeng or the Jinyu Liangyuan, they can't get out of the script.

-- But labor and management are making rebellions, and if they are brought on so suddenly, won't they be bloodied? This monk and Taoist priest are quite cautious, and he has been studying for three years.

The second master of the second week of the program said that he was Alexander.

Made!

Zhao Kun shook his head, but he had a general idea in his heart, thinking about avoiding it first, and then ordered the little guy to follow him out.

Who knew that as soon as he walked to the gate of the courtyard, he heard a commotion outside. Zhao Kun frowned, but saw a group of maids and women coming over with a girl in the distance. The man was wearing a red satin cardigan with entwined peony and gold silk embroidery, a yellow silk pleated skirt, and a golden phoenix with beads and silk, and shouted at Zhao Kun crisply from afar: "Brother Lian, your body is better, have you woken up?" ”

No way! There must be one of those people who poured wine at noon!

"Hmph, who should I be, it turned out to be Sister Feng......"