It turned out to be a huge dragon, a wooden mechanism dragon, but it was lifelike, and the pressure was huge, and this thing would be destroyed by one claw.

"Trap Jiao?"

Situ Yi frowned: "This guy is sent by the agency." ”

At this moment, he already knew from the memory in his mind that there was no magic and immortal magic in this world, and there were only countless people in the Xuanmen here.

Like those in the Xuanmen in the previous life, they exorcised ghosts, descended heads, worshiped family immortals, raised Gu, drove corpses, gossiped and divined, walked Jiao, and touched gold...... These are all Xuanmen thaumaturgy, but in the small arts, they can achieve the Xuanmen Dao.

Xuanmen is Qimen, Qimen is Xuanmen, and the two are one, and there is no difference.

The black soil jumps the great god, the river fishes up the corpse, the mountain walker, the corpse chaser Taoist, the girl in the falling flower cave, the god of cloth clothes, and the iron mouth is straight off......

The national player realizes from the chess game, and can turn into a feng shui master, and drink the order with Qimen Dunjia.

Scholars can study the books of sages and sages hard, and they can cultivate Haoran righteousness and drink back 100,000 troops.

The paper craftsman cuts paper, cuts a yellow paper man, and the paper man kills people in the middle of the night.

Touching the gold captain tomb robber, you can raise corpses and refine corpses, gold armor, silver armor and bronze armor.

The general died in a hundred battles, and the condensation was surging to the sky.

Painting the holy hand Danqing, such as the magic pen Ma Liang.

In short, the spiritual quality of the medium of heaven and earth in this world is too strong, as long as any one is proficient, he can find his own way and enter the way of metaphysics, and this world is the people in the Xuanmen who stand at the peak.

Thinking about the barren spiritual environment on the earth in the previous life, I am afraid that it will not be long before the spiritual quality will completely disappear in a hundred or two hundred years at most, and at that time, many Xuanmen thaumaturgy will be completely lost and disappear. Thinking about how many disputes this brought about in his previous life, and the destruction of his own family because of this, and then looking at the unique environment of this world, it is simply a paradise for people in the Xuanmen, Situ Yi doesn't know whether he should be happy or cry.

This world divides the strength of the people in the Xuanmen into Huang, Xuan, human, earth, and heaven, according to the current power of this wooden dragon, this Qi Jian is at least a strong man at the human level. If in his previous life, he might not be able to deal with him with one of his ghost kings, and he must be able to deal with this wooden dragon if he is a ghost king from all directions, of course, this is related to the different environments between the two.

In the previous life, the public losers and the Mo family on the earth were famous in the metaphysical world for their tricks, and it was said: "The public loses the wooden kite to peek into the Song City." Lu Ban, the ancestor of the public loss class, once made a wooden kite out of bamboo, roasted it into the shape of a magpie with fire, and flew in the sky for three days, which was the mechanism of Qimen.

"Toast and don't eat and drink, Miss has a noble temperament, doesn't care about you, and has already given you a big concession, as long as you wait to announce the entire Qinghe County according to our requirements, unilaterally renounce the contract, and admit that it is your Situ Bao's bad intentions, my young master ordered, you can keep your Situ family safe for a hundred years, and there is no problem with the glory and wealth of this life." Qi Jian spoke indifferently.

"Who the hell is your young master, do you think that this way you can arbitrarily decide the honor and disgrace of other families?"

The old lady was furious, and the wooden staff in his hand was plunged into the ground, and a heavy aura stirred up on his body.

"For those who practice martial arts in the early stage of the human rank, don't be ugly. ”

Qi Jian sneered, the huge dragon in the dark clouds stretched out its huge claws, grabbed the old lady with one claw, and held it in his hand, and the old lady spurted out a mouthful of blood, staining the placket red.

"Grandpa. ”

"Old master. ”

"Old man. ”

......

Several exclamations from the Situ family rang out.

And the huge wooden dragon had already grabbed Situ Changhe, the old lady of Situ Bao, and its huge claws had retracted above the dark clouds, and its indifferent eyes looked down on the people on the ground.

Boom

Qi Jian snorted coldly, jumped onto the huge Jiaolong head in a flash, and a majestic voice sounded.

"Since you still don't understand it now, then do it according to the wishes of my young master, ask for a favor from this Qinghe County guard, and send this old guy to serve on Alcata Island in the open sea with the imperial court order, and suppress the cracks in the Nine Netherworlds, only by retiring from relatives will he be released, otherwise unless your Situ family can smoke from the ancestral tomb and a high-ranking heaven-level big man appear, don't think about letting him come out again." Alcatraz Island is the place where the cracks of the Nine Netherworld of the Imperial Court are suppressed, and there are often monsters running out, and the heavy land among the heavy lands represents the majesty of the imperial court, unless it is an existence that is not under the jurisdiction of the world, even if it is an existence that is not under the jurisdiction of the world, even if the ground level wants to collide with the majesty of Alcatraz Island, you have to think twice. Qi Jian said with a sneer.

The Nine Netherworlds are the land of legends, said to be infinitely dark and infinite, connecting countless worlds, often connected to the real world, and this Alcatraz Island is a crack. Ten thousand years ago, the Dahong Dynasty was said to have collapsed because of the invasion of the Nine Netherworlds, so the imperial courts of all dynasties would suppress these places. The invasion of the Nine Shadows has now become a legend, but the occasional monster on Alcatraz Island escapes from the barren and treacherous world, and many wicked people and court felons will be sent there to guard it.

"It's a great shame, my family swears to die. Situ Changhe roared angrily and said sadly.

"Yi'er, I want you to swear that you must not surrender, abandon your future and reputation, and abandon the honor of the ancestors of Situ Fort, otherwise even if you compromise and rescue me, I will die there, do you hear, don't be like your unfilial and irresponsible father, you have to bear the shoulders of a man. ”

The old man said impassionedly, and he had already put life and death out of the way.

"Hmph, you dare to be hard when you die. Qi Jian's face flashed.

As soon as the giant claws of the wooden dragon entrenched in the thick dark clouds were forced, the old lady couldn't help but snort again.

"Qi Jian, Miss's words don't want to be repeated a second time. At this time, he suddenly heard a beautiful cold snort behind the veil, and Qianqin, the maid beside Su Ruoyan, said coldly to Qi Jian.

Qi Jian was unwilling to let Mu Jiaolong stop moving.

"Damn. ”

Situ Yi fused the original memories of this body and felt empathy.

His eyes were red, his face flashed fiercely, he erected his nails, the sharp nails cut through the center of his eyebrows, and the blood immediately flowed out, shocking, as if he had opened a heavenly eye in the center of his eyebrows.

Situ Yi's fingers quickly wiped his eyelids, raised his head, and opened his eyes.

The Art of Hope.

Immediately I saw the colors of the opposite sky, white, red, orange, red, green, blue, purple, and everyone had a different color column of air above their heads, with different shades and thicknesses, most of which were white and red, but the shades were different.

Only the three of them are completely different, standing out from the crowd, Qi Jian is red, red is shining, he is a human level, and he should even be a master at the peak of the human rank, it is not strange to have a red qi luck pillar, but it is that Qianqin A maid turned out to be cyan qi luck, and above Su Ruoyan's head, a dark blue light pillar with a light purple aura rose into the sky.

"Boy, isn't it a bit self-conscious to play occult tricks in front of us. ”

Qi Jian sneered, they all knew that Situ Yi was performing occult arts, but they didn't care, after all, no one would believe that a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy with mediocre qualifications and who was usually silent and unsurprising had any way to restrain them.

"Metaphysics, the method of intercepting and breaking the pulse. ”

Situ Yi's method comes from the Tianji Gate, which is said to have been circulated from Liu Ji's metaphysical method of cutting off the dragon vein, and from a part of the "Qimen Dunjia" in the "Liujia Heavenly Book" that Liu Bowen obtained from the Covered Boat Mountain.

Tianjimen preserved the fragment of the "Qimen Dunjia", but it was finally destroyed, and this fragment fell into the hands of Situ Yi by chance.

In the space that no one could see, Situ Yi's fingers quietly moved, and a piece of luck was intercepted by him, surrounding his figure, like a small snake suspended and writhing, colorful and cute.

But I don't know why, Su Ruoyan and her maid Qianqin's luck seems to be protected by something, stable as a mountain, and the line has not moved.

It's not that no one sees Situ Yi's small movements, it's just that they don't care at all, and they don't notice any changes in themselves, no one thinks that Situ Yi has any means, they just think that he is playing tricks.

No one knew that when Situ Yi used the pulse interception method, Su Ruoyan's eyebrows behind the white veil tufted slightly, and he sighed lightly, and he always felt that the "Sword of this World", one of the treasures of the Yuansheng Sect in his body, moved slightly.