The Oriental Calendar was born to the Queen, without the support of the Millennium Family, the Queen was originally a disciple of the Immortal Dao, and later apostatized, so naturally there was no force behind the Oriental Calendar.

Therefore, the Oriental calendar has always been ruthless, plundering all resources to strengthen itself.

No one knows the hole cards of the Eastern calendar.

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Outside Longzhou City, in a separate garden.

The third prince, Dongfang Yu, was feeding on the edge of a pond, but his face was extremely ugly, and the fish food in his hand was also sprinkled casually.

"Mr. Nong, what did you say my eldest brother gave to the disciples of the Eternal Immortal Sect?" asked Dongfang Yu.

Behind Dongfang Yu, there was a stone table, and a middle-aged man in black was sitting there, it was Mr. Nong.

"It must be something that the Eternal Immortal Sect needs, otherwise they wouldn't have left so anxiously. Mr. Nong took a sip of tea and said.

Dongfang Yu put down the fish food, and his face was cold: "My witch path cultivation has reached a bottleneck, and the fifteen changes realm cannot be broken through, what did Mr. Nong say?"

Dongfang Jade practices the ancient witch way, which is a lost method, and the people of the witch path are basically dead, just like the art of the ghost gate.

But after all, Wudao has been brilliant, and it is a big school before Shinto, and its power should not be underestimated.

Dongfang Yu occupied a small area during this time, and did not open up the territory, but practiced wholeheartedly.

Still, he felt like he was a little bit behind.

Mr. Nong is also a member of the Wudao, and Dongfang Jade was also introduced by him, so he naturally has the right to speak.

"Three princes, what you need is to kill, fight, and fight bloodily. Instead of sitting in the other garden and practicing with peace of mind, the witch path is not suitable for this. Mr. Nong spoke.

Dongfang Yu was silent for a while, and said: "I know, then let's take the two people from the Ten Thousand Ancient Immortal Sect to open the knife, let's go together, kill them, and see what the eldest brother gave them." ”

Mr. Nong nodded and agreed.

Dongfang Yu sneered: "I have always forbeared, and now is the time to show my strength, the glory of the witch path is about to explode in my hands." ”

Mr. Nong nodded with satisfaction: "Your Highness has such confidence, Nong will definitely be exhausted." ”

Dongfang Yu smiled with satisfaction.

At this moment, not only Dongfang Yu is like this, but the rest of the forces are almost like this, plotting in secret, eyeing Fu Leng and Hongyi.

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"Quack!"

The crow chirped, and the sound was miserable and hairy.

It was a mass grave, desolate, with only a few dead trees and old vines, and the rest of the place was bare, all of which were ruined graves.

On the ground, the old yellow paper and white silk fluttered, looking very lonely.

"We're being targeted, and a lot of people are chasing after us. "Funeral Leng said coldly.

Hongyu embroidered his eyebrows frowned, put away his coquettish posture, and became serious: "I'm afraid the eldest prince thought of it when he handed us the Void Guide Talisman, this is his calculation, but we must bring it back." In this way, you stay and drag those people, I will quickly rush back to the sect, and I will also send a signal, the people from the sect will come to pick us up. ”

Fu Leng nodded: "You go, I'm dragging them here, I can open up the time for you, I have friends who are coming to help me." ”

The red moss didn't talk nonsense, and immediately turned into a cloud of red mist, hidden, walked away from the void, and hid.

Funeral cold is waiting here.

In less than five minutes, Dongfang Yu arrived, and he controlled a cloud of black mist, which swept in with a bang, and the momentum was huge.

"Why are you alone, Hongjiao?" Dongfang Yu stood in the distance, stared coldly, and shouted.

He is domineering by nature and is used to giving orders.

But Fu Leng ignored Dongfang Yu and stood coldly.

At this moment, the surrounding space fluctuated constantly, and it was obvious that the masters from all sides had come, but after they saw Dongfang Yu, they did not appear.

The red lotus is gone, she must have taken something with her, and now no one knows which way she went.

Five minutes is for a master, once the speed is up, it is impossible to catch up.

Therefore, it is very important to grasp the funeral cold and force out what it is.

Dongfang Yu instantly figured it out, and without saying a word, he shot directly.

The moment he made a move, the black wind swept by the sun, and the surrounding area immediately vibrate, and a black storm enveloped the funeral cold, and flew directly into the air, covering the sky and the sun, among which the wind roared angrily, and the ghost cried and howled, as if an evil ghost came, but it was different from ordinary evil ghosts.

This is the magic skill of Dongfang Jade cultivation, three calamities and nine tribulations!

The three disasters of Wudao are the Black Sun Wind Disaster, the Great Sun Fire, and the Doomsday Natural Disaster!

There are nine tribulations in the three calamities, and once you make a move, you will inevitably attack continuously, which is also a powerful witchcraft method.

Dongfang Yu shot the Black Sun Wind Disaster, turning into a black wind, wrapping the burial cold, and seriously injured the burial cold.

The eyes of the people hidden in the shadows around them jumped, but they didn't expect Dongfang Yu, who had always been inconspicuous, to have such strength.

The strength of Dongfang Yu's fourteenth change peak actually trapped the fifteenth change of the funeral cold.

"Broken!" said Leng Leng when he was trapped in the Black Sun Wind Disaster.

Streams of ice power surged in his body, spreading rapidly, directly freezing everything within ten miles.

Click!

Dongfang Yu was careless for a moment and was frozen, but then the magic power surged, turned into black light, and shook the ice.

And at this moment, the burial cold also broke free from the black sun and wind disaster, and came out with a cold face.

The two sides did not continue to attack for a while.

"Shoot together, take him. Dongfang Yu snorted.

Mr. Nong appeared instantly, his palm was black, the light was restrained, and he hit it directly.

Rumble!

The surroundings shook, and the space withered, as if it had been eroded by poisonous gas.

Dongfang Yu also immediately attacked, dragging down the burial leng, and wanted to take the burial cold at once.

Two people besieged it, and Fu Leng immediately fell into crisis.

Mr. Nong is showing the strength of the fifteenth change at the moment, but it must be hidden partially, but it is enough to take down the funeral cold.

And at this moment, Fu Leng did not panic in the slightest, but faced Dongfang Yu's attack directly, regardless of Mr. Nong.

"Hmph, Haotian Hammer!" Fu Leng didn't care, but a figure flew out of the shadow behind him, holding a small hammer in his hand.

It was a black hammer, the handle of the hammer was about half a foot long, the hammer head was a cylinder, it looked like a miniature version of the cast hammer, but on the black surface of the hammer, there was a special light, and the cylindrical hammer head was coiled with a faint pattern.

On top of the pattern, there were ten red halos, stacked up, dazzling, and the moment the hammer struck out, the ten red halos erupted in unison.

An earth-shattering momentum erupted, with the power of destroying everything, and it was directly bombarded.

Mr. Nong's face changed drastically, and he couldn't believe it, and instantly increased his strength from fifteen to sixteen.

"You are a martial spirit, Haotian Hammer!" Mr. Nong's eyes were horrified, and he couldn't forget the power of Haotian Hammer.