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The time given by the guardian spirit is too short, so that he has only seven days to adapt to the new world, but also to adapt to the new era and identity, and finally defeat a character like Zhao Gao, this kind of thing is almost impossible to do.

The old gelding is worthy of being the great master of the Taoist sect.

From the beginning to the present, Taoism has emerged in an endless stream, even if the cultivation is suppressed and weakened by the temple, it still has an overwhelming advantage to sweep the audience, and now the dead and wounded, Qin Ge is a triple cultivator, how to turn the tide, how to change his life against the sky?

He's not a Super Saiyan who can evolve and break through at a critical moment!

Zhao Gao walked in front of Qin Ge, the Nine Yin Qi surrounded his body, like a black flame burning, he covered his mouth and coughed violently, a large amount of blood gushed out from his fingers.

The tragedy of today's battle was something that Zhao Gao did not arrive first.

The Ying clan temple did cause a lot of pressure on him, summoning the ghost king, and sprinkling his essence and blood, which had already made him suffer from the backlash of Taoism, and the illusion had caused him mental damage, and a sneak attack by the demon fox caused a lot of trauma to his body, so now Zhao Gao has also been seriously injured.

But what does it matter?

This little wound did not hurt the root cause.

Zhao Gaozhi was cautious, even if he stepped on an ant under his feet, he would always be wary of whether the other party would bite back, so Qin Ge still didn't have any chance, just with his cultivation and strength, he couldn't break through the Nine Shadows Body Protection Technique, as long as Zhao Gao still had True Qi protection on his body, Qin Ge had no way at all!

Zhao Gao stared at Qin Ge in front of him and sneered.

It's finally come to this day.

Although the results are not perfect.

But the task was accomplished.

"Father, mother, brother, little sister, have you seen it?" Zhao Gao slowly closed his eyes and muttered to himself, two lines of tears flowed from the cloudy old eyes, "Zhao Gao has finally avenged you!"

"General Lian, General Zhao, General Li, Dawang...... 800,000 brothers in Changping! Look!" Zhao Gao reopened his eyes and swept over the ancestors of the Qin Dynasty enshrined in the temple, and suddenly burst into laughter, he shouted with tears streaming down his face, "Zhao Gao is going to end the luck of this Great Qin with his own hands in front of the ancestors of the Qin State, and our revenge will finally be avenged!"

Qin Ge looked at the old man in front of him who was crying and laughing.

He finally understood why Zhao Gao did all this.

What's the use of just understanding, no one can stop him!

Zhao Gao slowly raised his hand, and his true qi rolled up, about to line up towards Qin Ge.

Qin Ge knew that he couldn't wait any longer, I was afraid that the miracle would not appear again, although most of the shots now would be in vain, but if he didn't make a move, he would have no chance, he could only wait for death like a fool, it was better to fight before dying!

When Qin Ge was determined to fight to the death, it was a moment.

Something happened that neither of them expected.

Qin Ge found a very strange thing, which suddenly rose from behind Zhao Gao, carrying a Xing Feng, and swooped over in an instant,

It's so weird!

What is it?!

It looked like a large octopus with a head and countless tentacles, but if you looked closely, it wasn't an octopus at all

Its head is a gray-haired human head.

Its shot is purely made of human flesh and blood.

Zhao Gao recognized this strange thing: "The flying head of Baiyue in Southern Xinjiang has descended!"

The Baiyue of the Qin Dynasty refers to the Southeast Asian generation, but the scope is very vague, including Yunnan, Vietnam, and Burma, which are close to the South Seas.

The ancient Chiyou and the Yellow Emperor were defeated and killed in battle.

The Jiuli tribe began to withdraw from the Central Plains, and the Jiuli tribe had several very powerful wizards who were proficient in witchcraft, one of them went to Shu and Chu to leave a Gu art inheritance, and the other came to the Baiyue region to leave a witchcraft inheritance.

The head-lowering technique is a type of Baiyue witchcraft.

Flying head drop is another extremely powerful kind of head dropping!

This technique is a big head master can practice the top witchcraft, but once this kind of witchcraft is practiced, it is said that the flying head is invulnerable, and at the same time has a variety of mysterious abilities, easily attack and kill all living creatures within a thousand miles and suck ** blood, which is a great magic power that people talk about in the southern Xinjiang area.

Now it's Han Tan who is performing this technique!

Han Tan is not the descendant of the Baiyue Head Lowering Master, and he can't really give full play to the magic power of the Head Lowering Technique, when he forcibly performs the Flying Head Descending with the Miscellaneous Universal Technique, he can't have a way to restore his body again, and it is almost a certain death.

But Han Tan only had one breath left.

So it is incumbent on me to use this trick without hesitation.

Even Zhao Gao was not 100% sure of the real flying head drop, but this fake flying head drop didn't have any magic power at all, he could only delay time.

What's the point of doing that.

What a naivety!

When Zhao Gao was about to use his magic skills to break it down, he suddenly felt a shock all over his body, only to feel that the pores of his body contracted for a while, as if countless ice water had been poured into his body.

It's a strong sense of crisis!

There was an aura in the hall that was enough to make his heart palpitate.

Zhao Gao could feel that this was the only existence that could pose a threat in this hall.

Qin Ge, Diao Chan, Zhao Gao, and the three of them had a long roar in their ears, which contained a heroic righteousness, and instantly shook off the hundred ghosts, only to see a bloody figure standing up from under the pillar of the temple.

Baby!

It's a baby!

He's not dead yet!

Ziying was holding the Shangjun magic sword, and he had regained his strength, Zhao Gao hurriedly manipulated the resentful spirits and let them bombard Ziying frantically, but at this moment, around Ziying, there was an air flow that could not be distinguished by the naked eye, so that all the yin spirits were bounced away.

"Confucian Haoran Song!"

Zhao Gao underestimated the baby after all!

Everyone is underestimating the baby!

In fact, if you think about it, you also know that Ziying's cultivation of Shangjun Shu can be worthy of three years, and he has a good Legalist cultivation, is this kind of person a mediocre person before this?

Wrong!

The child enters Confucianism first!

Confucianism sixfold cultivation for!

Ziying's Confucianism is far better than spells!

Ziying broke out of Confucianism at a critical moment, so that a heroic righteous song protected his body, so as to resist the erosion of a hundred ghosts, he forcibly endured not to force the yin soul back, but once again in the dark with the power of the remnants of the Legalist, re-condensed a force on the sword of Shang Jun.

The golden opportunity to make a move has come.

Ziying threw the Shangjun magic sword with all his might.

Zhao Gao was entangled by Han Tan's dying flying head descending.

The pitch-black magic sword roared with the power of the solemn and killing Legalist Order.

Zhao Gao let out an unwilling roar, and the magic sword broke through the true qi and passed through his chest in an instant!

Ziying launched the Shangjun Sword for the second time, and at the cost of exhausting his lifespan in order to complete the killing blow, his gray hair became pale as snow in an instant.

It's like being thirty years old.

If you don't die this time, you won't have a few years to live.

Ziying's heart is calm, and the gentleman must do something.

This man who has always been unknown, at the cost of his life, interprets what is the style of a gentleman!

Qin Ge was dumbfounded and deeply shocked.

Zhao Gao's eyes widened, his face full of disbelief.

It all happened in just two seconds.

It is impossible for Ziying Han to make an appointment in advance, and even if it is agreed in advance, it may not be so perfect to cooperate, but now the timing is just so accurate.

Why plan ahead?

Both of them have a pure heart!

They tried their last strength, the last will, the last trace of potential, they desperately did what they could to the extreme, and finally created a miracle and turned the tide of the world!

Did it finally succeed this time?

Although Shang Jun Sword's second attack was far inferior to the first sword, Zhao Gao's true qi was also greatly reduced compared to the peak just now, and coupled with the effect of mutual restraint, it was almost a certain death.

Zhao Gao screamed miserably.

Wisps of black smoke came out of his body.

Zhao Gao can no longer be described as a human at this moment.

His silver hair was like withered grass, and his face, which had been round and shiny, was now sunken and sunken, and it looked like a skeleton, and his body, which was not tall, was rapidly shrinking.

He wanted to pull out the sword inserted in his body, but as soon as his fingers touched the blade of the sword, his fingers shattered like a cracked sculpture, unable to resist the suppression of the Legalist supernatural powers, and the resistance became weaker and weaker.

He's dead.

It's really going to die.

When Zhao Gao's consciousness was dying, he once again thought of his relatives, father, mother, brother, and little sister, and a strong unwillingness emerged in his heart, only the last step was missing, only the last step was missing.

Unwilling.

I'm not reconciled.

Zhao Gao reopened his eyes, his eyes were full of endless resentment, he was still unwilling to give up, and immediately took out a Dao talisman and pasted it on his body, taking the initiative to shatter his body.

What's going on?

Is there still a variable?

A large amount of black smoke poured out of Zhao Gao's body, and finally the black mist gathered together and transformed into a huge yin spirit, like a skeleton and a resentful spirit, constantly struggling and twisting, breaking free from the body that had turned into powder.

Zhao Gao transformed himself into a curse spirit and demon at the last moment.

This kind of Dao technique is generally used on the enemy, because once it becomes a curse ghost, it will never be able to transcend life, and it will always be silent in pain and suffering, which is a kind of evil magic that hurts the heavens and the peace.

That's right!

Zhao Gao would rather sink forever.

Zhao Gao would rather be tortured forever.

Zhao Gao would rather not be overborn.

He wants revenge, he wants to kill Hu Hai, he wants to kill Daqin!

Qin Ge gasped in the face of this crazy thought, it was really hard to imagine what kind of hatred could make people become so hysterical and crazy to the end!

Zhao Gao turned into a cursed ghost and a fierce spirit, and his lethality returned to the peak again, the cursed ghost was difficult to be eliminated and could not be shaken off, as long as an obsession was still supported, he would chase and kill Qin Ge to the ends of the earth.

"What kind of resentment do you Zhao Gao have to do with Lao Tzu?" Qin Ge watched the curse spirit and evil ghost rush in front of him, his eyes suddenly burst into divine light, and the power he had been brewing for a long time burst out at once, "I don't want to die!"

Singer Qin's heart burst out with purple-red yin thunder, instantly piercing through the curse spirit and evil ghosts that were close at hand.

Guiguzi used the thaumaturgy created by the Yin Rune Sutra - Taiyin God Thunder!

This thunder is extremely powerful, both yang and yin.

If Zhao Gao's body is still there, with the protection of the true qi of the body, it will be difficult for Qin Ge to break through the body, and the curse spirit and evil ghost are the spirit body after all, and the Taiyin Divine Thunder will have a miraculous effect.

Bang.

Exploded into countless pieces in an instant.

It's like exploding fireworks.

Eventually, it turned into wisps of green smoke.

Qin Ge looked directly at Zhao Gao, who was in ashes, and a faint sigh came from the nothingness.

Unwillingness, regret, pain, relief.

There is too much emotion and helplessness in it.

Zhao Gao, from the pawn of the Changping battlefield, became a generation of chaotic heroes, his life has experienced suffering and hatred, he is a hero with blood and sin in his hands, he has finally completely disappeared between this heaven and earth, forever extinct outside the reincarnation.

Heavenly Dao cycle, but Erer.

After Qin Ge went through several twists and turns.

He finally got the job done.