A monk was well-informed, and soon discovered that the pen in Shen Qingyi's hand was a little special.

The city lord felt that the black qi in the ground had stagnated a lot when the female cultivator made that blow.

Thinking of something, the city lord's eyes lit up.

"Protect that nun! The formation is wide open! Push these evil spirits down on me! ”

The city lord is a quick decision, if the Confucian cultivator is indeed a holy weapon in his hand, the blood of the resentful spirit has always been overcome by it.

"Good!"

While supporting most of the pressure in the sky, the group of Yuanying Monks protected Shen Qingyi so that she could exert it.

Shen Qing comprehended with all his heart, and the movements in his hands became faster and faster.

The bloody power of the resentful spirits here has just been activated, and if it is not suppressed in time, then once it is all mobilized, the consequences will be unimaginable.

"So the monk listened! Whoever holds the holy weapon in his hand, the Taoist weapon! Protect its way! ”

Holy weapons are rare, but the world is big, and if you are lucky, there will always be people who find them by chance.

The one-yuan infant monk also reacted, and the big sword in his hand was no longer restrained, and he slashed at the scarlet eyes in the ground.

His Shanghan sword, in the early years, accompanied him through Qilin Mountain, where there was once a Qilin fire, and his sword was also upgraded in it, and since then, his body has also been contaminated with the breath of Qilin, and its power has also increased several times.

Although it is not as good as authentic Dao weapons and holy weapons, compared to ordinary weapons, the suppression of bloody resentful spirits is much better.

Sure enough, when he urged the qilin breath in the sword, the weaker bloody resentful spirits around him dodged one after another, and those who couldn't dodge were also killed by him with a sword.

Naturally, there were monks like him, and monks who thought of other methods began to try them.

Since these things are afraid of holy weapons and Dao qi, what do they have in common?

"Let's go, let the pure monk of the Fire Spirit Root give it a try! Mutant Spiritual Root Cultivators also give it a try! ”

"Heaven and Earth Strange Fire Array!"

"Dao Jue!"

"The humanity is slim, the fairy road is boundless, and the ghost road is happy! When the door of life! Immortal Dao Guisheng, Ghost Dao Gui End, Immortal Dao is often auspicious, Ghost Dao is often self-murderous, high and clear Lingmei, sad song and space, I wish the heavens to be successful, do not want to be humane and poor, Zhu Tian Qi is swinging, and my Tao is prosperous! ”

Luochen looked at the cyan light above the sky, and for the first time, he rushed out with his Pure World Lotus in his hand.

"Lotus of the Pure World!"

"Nirvana Fire!"

"Heaven and Earth Pan Dragon Vine!"

"Burning Sky Mirror!"

There are more and more spiritual treasure magic weapons flying into the sky.

Looking at the monks who rushed forward, some monks who felt sorry for their treasures couldn't help but grit their teeth.

"No matter! Deal...... Lao Tzu ......"

"Streamer!"

"Fran Silk!"

The faint light lit up, getting brighter and brighter.

Some magic weapons are just special sacrifices, although the breath is a little special, but it is not as good as the holy weapon Dao qi, under the rich resentful spirit blood, they can't help but break and destroy.

Who doesn't cherish a partner who has fought with him for many years and experienced life and death?

For the monks, their weapon is their companion in life and death.

The natal magic weapon was destroyed, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

Yan Rong rushed frantically, and there was a tragedy around him.

Several emperors looked at it, and their eyes couldn't help but redden.

Even if he has cultivated for so many years, he has not yet completely ascended, and he has not become the immortal who has lost his flesh in the eyes of monks and mortals, so he naturally cannot be truly ruthless and desireless.

"Kill!"

"Yan Rong, you bastard! I'm going to kill you today! ”

Seeing his brother being harmed by that Yanrong, how could he not be angry!

Especially when they saw the countless magic weapons flying out of the sky, some high-level monks couldn't help but feel a little stuffy and a little swollen in their chests.

Who hasn't been younger? Who hasn't had a hot blood?

But after going through too much, some of the blood has cooled down little by little, and the fire that belongs to the youth and vigor has been extinguished by all things in the world.

But if it is said that blood is wrong, it is wrong!

It's the things that turn the blood into ice!

"Boom!"

Heaven and earth hummed again, and everyone was red-eyed.

Inside the Temple of the Holy King

One of them opened his eyes reluctantly, watching the idol tremble.

"This ...... This is? Our seed germinated? ”

The white-robed monk was a little excited, how many years have passed, and it has finally sprouted! How much did they pay?!

"Someone! Fast! Come! ”

Soon there were people at the bottom, looking at a few proud subordinates, the white-robed monk was in a rare mood at the moment, and there were too many things in the immortal cultivation world recently, which also made him particularly troubled.

Now, some good news has finally arrived.

"Our plan ...... It's already working...... Show me! Where the hell is it! The seeds of new life that we have cultivated have finally ...... It's finally born! ”

I can't complain that he is old now, and now he is cultivating, but he is still so excited.

Really, they waited too long......

Even though the immortals have countless years, they still consume so many generations.

The plan of the Holy King's Temple, for so long, has gone through Songhai, several battles, and almost failed several times!

But after all, it stood up!

Listening to the excitement of the person above, the monks in the golden masks below were also a little excited.

They were the first to sense it here, indicating that the kind of child was closer to their temple!

That's a good thing!

The seals in the hands of several golden-masked monks flew up, and golden silk threads appeared, and a huge water mirror gradually appeared in the main hall, and the water mirror slowly unfolded, lying flat in the air.

"Walking on the Stars"

The smooth mirror surface suddenly protrudes and dents a piece.

As time passed, the white-robed monk restrained his excitement and waited patiently, and when the water mirror transformed into something similar to a map, the white-robed monk hurriedly stepped forward.

The mountains and rivers transformed by the water mirror are extraordinarily realistic, and under these mountains and rivers, it seems that another world can be seen, layered on top of each other, like a pluralistic world.

Looking at the place where the red light was getting more and more abundant, the eyebrows of the golden-masked monk couldn't help jumping.

Hanhai ......

When the red light fell on the place where he had seen the most recently, the golden-masked monk didn't know whether to be happy or sad for a moment.

It should be a good thing that the seeds of new birth are born, after all, they have been waiting for this for countless years.

But that place ...... Disk Sky Boundary!

It's the Sky Realm again!

The white-robed monk seemed to react as well, looking at the place and squinting his eyes.

"Disk Void Boundary?"

Several people nodded.

The white-robed monk's slender fingers landed on the bulging dirt bag.

"It's the Empty Realm again."

The white-robed monk's eyes were deep, that place had been very lively lately.

He originally thought that that kind of child would most likely fall under the jurisdiction of the Northern and Western Immortal Domains.

After all, those places are the places where they have the most layouts, and they are also the places where the most seeded players are left.