Ling Yuanzhen really didn't have a ghost in his heart, so almost at the same time as I ate the rune paper, he grabbed it and ate it.

I also listened to Ji Dachun's explanation, and then I reacted. The talisman I ate just now was not just a piece of paper, it seemed to be some kind of medicine.

No matter how much it is, after taking this talisman, let's get to work as soon as possible.

After speaking, several people got up one after another, and under the leadership of Ji Dachun, they went around all the way, and after more than half an hour, we came to Ling Yuanzhen's cultivation ground. Throwing ping-pong pong.

From a distance, the door was blocked again, and two strong men were arranged at the door, walking back and forth.

Ji Dachun glanced around and said, "Old Ling, you are in this temple." Don't you have a side door or something? ”

Ling Yuanzhen: "I'm not a temple, this is a tower that connects the heavenly veins, hum." ”

Ji Dachun pouted: "What about the heavenly vein, no matter how much you connect, what kind of heavenly vein, don't you also have to let the two legs, supporting half of the body on the ground?" ”

Ling Yuanzhen: "Hmph." The air in this world can't be compared with the ancient times, otherwise, hum·····"

Ji Dachun: "Don't hum, look, someone is coming out." ”

Kung Fu of speaking. I saw that the newly repaired white steel door slowly opened in a creaking movement, and in a blink of an eye, two people came out of the door.

When these two people came out, they deliberately left a crack in the white steel door.

Then they stood at the door, and when they had gathered together with the two strong men who had been guarding the door, they took out their cigarettes from their pockets, distributed them, and lit them with lighters, and smoked them.

Seeing this scene, I instantly understood. Dare to say that these two people have a smoking addiction, and they are addicted. But smoking is not allowed in that pyramid-shaped practice. So I had no choice, I choked enough, so I had to take the effort to get out and smoke a cigarette outside.

Four big smokers. Standing at the door one by one, snorting clouds and mist, sucking extremely high, Ji Dachun rushed out first, he followed the bushes in the corner of the wall, slipped behind the four people, suddenly got up suddenly, raised his slap and slapped at the four people. The four big living people immediately rolled their eyes and fell to the ground with one fell to the ground.

This kung fu is indeed powerful, but there is also a precondition for this. The condition is that these four people are all ordinary people. The kung fu on his body is not said to be dark energy, and he doesn't even have the kung fu of bright strength, at best, he is just a strong man with two brute strength.

As for the name of Ji Dachun's kung fu, it is naturally the famous Five Thunder Palms.

The five thunder palms bombarded people, not the body of the body to bombard the outside crispy and tender inside, the outside crispy inside tender is high-voltage electricity, this technique, specifically to cure the yin spirit, evil energy, and the brain of the bombardment.

The brain exploded, and the buzz immediately didn't wake up. Lying on the ground, I will never come back to my senses for a day or two.

Ji Dachun knocked down someone, he beckoned, and a few of us rushed through the white steel door, raised our feet and rushed in. But just after rushing for three steps, Ji Dachun suddenly hugged Ma Yurong.

Ma Yurong was shocked: "You, what are you doing, I, I'm a fat old man, you, what are you doing with me." ”

Ji Dachun hugged Ma Yurong and pressed him against the wall.

"We can't go in, if we want to go in, we don't have that golden light body, we have to die, you and me, stay here."

After speaking, Ji Dachun turned his head and said to me: "You only have less than half an hour, hurry, hurry, rush!" ”

Good for you, you are a big spring, when you first appeared, you rushed very fiercely, and when you arrived at the door, you suddenly came to a sudden brake. However, it is not difficult for me to speculate on how terrible the flute of the Iron Flute Daoist is.

At that moment, Ling Yuanzhen and I rushed all the way to kill, and when we rushed to the core of this pyramid building, we looked up and saw the Iron Flute Daoist, who was leading a ticket waiting for us there.

Apparently it's ready, and it's all waiting for us here.

The old man of the iron flute was alone, he stood there with a gloomy face, and there were three middle-aged men who looked like martial artists in front of him and behind him. I glanced at the three of them. It looks pretty good, it's all a lot of kung fu.

But when I look at the appearance of these three people, I know that they are by no means disciples of the Iron Flute Daoist, they are the same as the previous Long Shao, they are the martial artists who let the Iron Flute fight from X-Bay to mix this game.

In addition to these three people, there were two people with guns, the people with guns had no ability, they were brute force, and when they saw us coming in, these two people hurriedly raised their guns and aimed them at me and Ling Yuanzhen.

As soon as they withdrew their guns, not far from the ground, Ling Yuanzhen's disciple who had let the iron flute tie up began to shout something at Ling Yuanzhen.

Those disciples were Ryukyu people, and I couldn't understand what they shouted, but Ling Yuanzhen was extremely angry when he heard it, and he roared, and the disciples didn't dare to shout.

At this moment, the iron flute spoke: "Guan Ren, acquaintance, hand over the soul of the little overlord." Otherwise, something will make you uncomfortable for a while. In addition, Ling Yuanzhen, you must have heard of my kung fu. I'm not going to go around in circles with you here today. ”

"You help me get the soul of the little overlord, and I will let go of these people under you, otherwise, let's listen to the flute together."

Ling Yuanzhen didn't reply, he shot directly.

Bang!

As soon as he lifted his foot, a step that stood in front of his foot shattered. The gravel was wrapped in energy, as if it were countless bullets, and the Running Iron Flute Daoist rushed over.

The iron flute roared, pinched a trick with both hands, and then, like a wild beast, opened its mouth and whined, and screamed.

Ling Yuanzhen was rushing forward, and when he heard this roar, he also shouted: "Be careful, this is the howling method!" ”

And while Ling Yuanzhen told the truth, I really felt a little shaken in my heart.

I am a cultivator who has attained great immortality, and I can still feel shaken in the face of the voice of the iron flute, but I can imagine how everyone else feels.

This voice roared.

Poof, poof!

The two people with guns next to Tie Di spurted out a mouthful of blood directly. Although the other martial artists did not spurt blood, their faces suddenly turned pale, and they fell to the ground in an instant, and began to convincing. Looking at Ling Yuanzhen's disciples again, they were no better, one by one they covered their ears there, rolling and twisting desperately.

Ling Yuanzhen had already rushed to the side of the Iron Flute Daoist at this time, and the Iron Flute roared, and while he retreated, he reached out and felt something from his back. That thing, looking like an adult's forearm length, was a round tube, about two centimeters in diameter. There were a lot of small holes dug up on it, and the iron flute took out this thing, and when it dodged, it was about to reach the corner of its mouth.

This iron flute is to play the flute, magnifying the move.

He roared so domineeringly, God knows what the result will be when this flute blows out. Although, what kind of golden light protection do we have, hey, golden light protection, golden light?

No matter, kill!

At the moment when the iron flute brought the flute to his lips, I was! A weeping spirit, the body is like a wisp of wind, after escaping in front of the iron flute, he holds the sword in his backhand, twists his body to pick up the sword, and slashes!

I thought a chop.

When the blade of the sword broke through the air, the iron flute was startled at first, and after snorting at the end, the horizontal flute came to stop my weeping spirit.

I saw that there was a smug look in the eyes of the iron flute, and it is estimated that his flute is also a hard bone, and it is difficult to cut it.

Chop!

As soon as the thought comes out, it keeps chopping, and it will be cut off.

Boom!

After a light sound, the weeping spirit really slashed into the iron flute, but the blade only penetrated the depth of less than a millimeter into the body of the flute, and it couldn't be cut anymore. But it was this millimeter that also made Tie Di very distressed, and he said with a shocked face: "You, you dare to hurt the utensils of my master, you, you are looking for death!" ”

He raised his hand and shook it, trying to make the flute shake the blade of the sword that was pressing on it.

I felt at this moment that if this sword could not be slashed, I would no longer be able to exert the great power of the Weeping Spirit in the future. The sword spirit focuses on a chopping word, and it requires an unbreakable mind.

But now, the flute is blocking me.

No way!

Break, slash!

Aha!

I was on the spot, and after roaring, boom, for a while, there were one rushing current after another around my body. In the blink of an eye, this air flow made a slight connection with my mind.

The air flow is a tangible and qualitative qi, but what connects with my mind is an invisible and substantial qi.

This qi only exists in this pyramid space, and then it establishes a connection with a certain being above the heavenly dome.

Celestial Pulse?

Is it the Celestial Pulse? What is Celestial Pulse?

I don't know these terms, the only thing I know is that I used my own human immortal ability, combined with the Weeping Spirit Sword, to close the frequency of this pyramid. Further, through this pyramid, I closed a certain aura in the supreme void above my head.

So!

Chop, break!

Boom!

The Weeping Spirit Sword roared softly, and the blade easily cut off the flute in the hand of the Iron Flute Daoist under the premise of no damage.

"Impossible, impossible, this, this is definitely not something that can be broken by the power of human immortals, this, impossible!"

The Iron Flute Daoist looked horrified, holding half of the broken flute in his hand, and was stunned.

At this moment, Ling Yuanzhen rushed over. He should use the style of a real Tang hand, spin over, twist his body, slap the knife, bang! Hit the throat of the iron flute, after the palm knife was hit, his body still maintained a state of high-speed rotation, follow, elbow, bang!

It struck the iron flute in the chest.

The iron flute head leaned back, opened its mouth and poofed, and directly spurted a mouthful of blood into the sky.

When!

The half of the iron flute he was clutching in his hand fell to the ground. Subsequently, the whole person also fell to the ground with a thud.

Putting down the iron flute, Ling Yuanzhen breathed a long sigh of relief, and finally he turned his head and said to me: "What about the golden light, do you feel any golden light?" ”

I swallowed, took two breaths, and said, "No, where is the golden light, the golden light?" ”

Ling Yuanzhen stretched out his hand, looked at his hand, and then smashed his mouth again, and then turned his head and shouted: "The surname is Ji, the old ghost Ji, you come out for me." What *** golden light, you grandson! You take the medicine talisman made of Banlan root, you fool the ghost, you come, you come over to me! ”

Banlan root?

I tasted the taste in my mouth, and found that sure enough, as Ling Yuanzhen said, this Da Chun, he actually used some medicine talisman made by Banlan root, and teased us again.

Count down the immortals, count the fallen immortals!

You've lived up to your nickname. No, I am a human fairy, and Ling Yuanzhen is also a human fairy. Then, the two of us were all in order.

At the same time as Ling Yuanzhen roared wildly, the two old men behind him, Ji Dachun and Ma Yurong, kicked and ran over. When he got closer, Ji Dachun looked at the two halves of the flute on the ground, as well as the iron flute Taoist who vomited blood, and he immediately clapped his hands and said, "Wow, wow, it's done again, it's been again." ”

Ling Yuanzhen was furious, twisted his body and grabbed Ji Dachun's collar and asked, "You, you Ji Dachun, don't you say anything about the golden light talisman?" Where, where is the golden light? ”

Ji Dachun smiled: "Don't use this, you don't dare to go, you don't dare to go, Brother Guan can't handle this demon path alone, after all, his flute is too powerful." Xiao Fa is also extremely domineering, and the Guan brothers alone can't stop it. ”

Ling Yuanzhen: "Then you, why don't you bring the real golden light talisman?" ”

Ji Dachun swallowed his saliva and said, "I can't take it out." ”

Ling Yuanzhen: "Why." ”

Ji Dachun lowered his head and muttered: "I, I made it up, at all, there is no such charm at all." ”

Ling Yuanzhen: "Okay, good for you to plan Dachun." ”

Ji Dachun struggled and said: "Don't, don't be like this, all of this is in line with the creation of chance." I can't get the talisman, do you think that with this talisman, you can rush over as soon as possible, grab it before the old demon Dao plays the flute, and take it for him. However, Little Brother Guan cut off the flute of this demon way, and this fell beyond my expectations. ”

Ji Dachun picked up two broken flutes, he looked at them and said, "No, no, there is no flute in the world that hurts the soul with this magic sound." ”

I asked Ji Dachun: "What does Ji Senior's call magic sound hurts the soul?" ”

Ji Dachun sighed and said, "Tianxiao knows what the origin of this flute is and how it was made." However, this flute is very domineering, and after it is played, except for the person who plays the flute, the cultivation realm of the rest of the people present will be damaged. It is said that when an immortal listens to it, he can directly become a mortal, and when a mortal listens to it, the three souls are directly broken and leave the body. ”

"So, it's a hoodoo. Originally, in the escape I pushed, this thing should be for you. But I didn't expect you to cut it off with a sword. ”

Ma Yurong came up at this time and said, "If it's broken, I'll pick it up again." ”

Ji Dachun kicked him: "You fat man, what are you thinking of as this, this thing, broken, it's really broken." If you pick it up again, you can't pick it up when the gods come. However, this iron is ·······."

Ji Dachun turned his hand and handed me the broken flute and said, "Go back, find someone who understands, burn it red with fire, and polish something, it's good." "Positive Baidu Search: Positive//Positive

I sighed, and thought to myself, I'll give this thing to Ma Biaozi and let him make two pieces to play with.

I put away the broken flute here, and Ling Yuanzhen had already turned around and picked up the iron flute.

"Say it! The woman in Aoyagi, how many people did she bring with her when she went to Hainan, and Chen Zheng, where is Chen Zheng? ”

The iron flute rolled his eyes at Ling Yuanzhen, and suddenly, he let out a loud cry and reached out to grab Ling Yuanzhen's arm.

And while he grabbed it, he also freed his other hand and slapped his waist and crotch vigorously.

What does this action mean?

I was puzzled, and suddenly, Ji Dachun shouted: "It's not good, this place can't be saved." ”