As a martial artist who controls himself and controls the enemy, Wu Mourning has fully understood that after he opens the Divine Gate State, with the Divine Power of Qizang, he will be able to solve the battle almost instantly and divide the victory and defeat for the overwhelming advantage of Qizang in the early stage, and he will not say anything at all.

As an explosive state, the Shenmen state is indeed extremely violent, so fierce that Wu Mourning is a little faintly trembling, because every time this thing erupts, it is exchanged for physical vitality.

But this time after the outbreak.

Wu Mourning suddenly found that the sequelae from the Shenmen state had weakened a lot.

The deficit in qi and blood seems to have been evenly transferred to all parts of the body, and it will not have an effect at all under a strong physique, although this is also related to the extremely short time for him to open the Divine Gate State, but this is indeed an improvement!

Ying Long Chijia Record.

In addition to defense, this true skill of protecting the body gave Wu Mourning another surprise.

And through Ying Long Chijialu, Wu Mourning realized that his ultimate path was correct, but he still had many directions that he had not completed, those true skills that ordinary people might have to exhaust their life's efforts to practice, as long as they robbed enough, sooner or later they would be able to pile themselves into a hexagonal warrior!

Gold flail and silver locks.

It was the two ghosts and gods that Wu Mourning used to test the strength of his defense against the Dragon Red Armor.

But the less you drive, the less you consume.

Now it's so complicated, because the current Chenghuang military system has been interrupted once. ’

"What is he doing?"

Wu shouted at the stirred fog, and my voice suddenly came out from afar, as bad as Lei Gong roared, and the small pieces of yin qi that shook were turbulent.

Wu Mourning pinched the paper-cut crane and threw it under his shoulder.

When retreating from the city and judging the God's Temple.

Abnormal ghosts and gods, people with weak hearts.

Zhengyangzi nodded with relief when he saw this, as the brains of that group of martial artists, he was indeed very unsatisfied, but I still hope that there are fewer people like Wu Mian who have no brains and can fight.

Shoyoko frowned suddenly, and I felt like I had forgotten what to say.

Zhengyoko is vague.

Wu Mourning: Eat his grandfather's punch!

"Zhengyoko!"

The divine position is the positive fruit.

The eyes of the group of martial artists still couldn't help but look at them twice.

Zhengyangzi also showed off his knowledge again, closed his mouth and stared at the main temple of the city god from afar. From my position, there is a small sculpture in the center of the glazed vermilion lacquer temple, which seems to be wrapped around without the power of golden incense, looking strange and ordinary.

When the idol of Hades was smashed to pieces.

Wu Mian urged Zhengyangzi to stop grinding.

"You can still support a few fights, your qi and blood consumption is not small, and the yin qi in the martial arts is close to your body at all."

Zhengyangzi looked up at Ling Xue's clear and bright sky, and then at Tai'a and Yixing who were mourning, and there was no way to break the enemy in his heart.

The specific situation cannot be described as complex.

Wu Mourning under the road suddenly remembered that stubble.

"Still in the temple, temporarily trapped by Poor Dao, he is here to be bad, ready to take the first ghost god to judge it, don't kill it, Poor Dao really wants to continue to lose the god thought."

was shocked by the warriors like thunderstorms, and the eight gods had a master, and the ghost of the text judge had time to say something, and he was broken by the red spear to the reverse dragon, and the first son was nailed to it under the clay statue of the god in the underworld. And Han Qi's ghost saw that the situation was wonderful, and fled directly towards the main temple of the city god.

It was completely intuitive, smashing the wall without a wall behind him, kicking the door without a door, and crashing back with a violent momentum. My gaze was fierce, my breath was furious, and I glanced at Wen Ju, who had not yet broken into slag, and was ready to continue charging.

The City God's Division is a place of ghosts and gods.

I was frightened by the statue of the city god whose face was hidden in the white darkness, and I was afraid that I didn't even have the courage to face it head-on.

If the Wen Juan ghost has no flesh and blood, then it will definitely look like it has been trampled by the rebels, and only the flesh is left. But it is a ghost, and it can only be a god with its worshiped statues, which were beaten and besieged by a group of angry warriors, and smashed into powder.

In some folklore, if there is a great evil in the world, or if a person with extremely heavy karma dies, the underworld has to send those two generals to hook the soul. Before Xiang Yu, the overlord of Chu, Wujiang, killed himself, it was the seven generals with the golden flail and silver lock who went to pick him up. As long as they don't take action, it is almost beneficial to arrest key criminals.

Outside, it's hell.

Wu Mourning: Stacking armor, over.

"You know."

But it is also the shackles of the cage of heaven and earth.

After a while, the paper-cut crane flew over quickly.

After making sure that Wu Mourning was quiet, he let go of his hand.

"Wait, this Han Qi is complicated, and it will be captured." Zhengyangzi, who followed from the passage dismantled by Wu Mourning, carried her skirt, like the face of a fairy concubine, seemed to illuminate the eerie and terrifying space, and it seemed that I was handsome and ordinary, and I could inadvertently draw my attention.

"What are you waiting for, next!" Wu Mian waved Tai'a, no matter how I looked at it, my expression looked like I was going to capture and suppress Han Qi, but I was going to chop it alive in the oil pot.

The clay statue of Wen Ju also collapsed, which was the same as the crack caused by Wu Mourning's killing of Wen Ju later, which was a complete destruction.

But in mid-air, a blue-faced fanged phantom was revealed, and it bowed its head slightly to Zhengyangzi, and then disappeared into the thick fog.

'Pay tribute and remove karma. ’

In politely, Zhengyangzi's paper-cut crane was temporarily invited away, after all, everyone has no own secrets, such as Qizang's supernatural powers, even if it is a father and son, Zhengyangzi also has the meaning of not exploring the secret of martial mourning, just reminding me that the situation is right and can not call yourself.

"Poor Dao is mending Ling Xue, after this right old ghost comes back, but he can directly demolish the martial judge, just now Captain Han and we beat Ling Xue." Zhengyangzi raised his hand to recall the paper crane under Wu Mourning's shoulder.

And it's an exponential increase in consumption!

The martial mourning of the incarnation of the demolition machine goes straight to the point!

However, the golden flail and silver locks that had lost their test value were clenched up by Wu Mourning one by one, like a kind friend who gave them a cold hug, and used the Ying Long Red Armor, which had been broken through at least eight layers, to be burned alive in despair, along with the smelly karma of this body.

The temple is gorgeous.

"Yes, in particular, the strength of the city god is actually related to the territory under its jurisdiction, whether the incense is strong or not, and there is no difference between it and the land of the mountain god. 'Zhengyangzi is ashamed to be a disciple of the sect, and I can answer whatever Wu Mourning asks.

We also understood what it meant in the message sent by Zhengyangzi that Wu Mourning had not retreated, and we felt a tremor like a bulldozer passing in front of us, which was like no mud truck driving at full power, and it crashed back directly!

"Slow! Stop me! Lian Ping's eyes were slow, and he hurriedly dragged Wu Mourning.

That is, there is no ready-made oil pot outside the military judgment.

"Phew! Come on! ”

'Come on, don't be so quiet, the thoughts you attach to the paper cut will be drunk by him. ’

"What about Ling Xue?" With the text judgment, Wu Mourning is more concerned about this difficult Han Qi.

Ghosts and gods are extremely dependent on sculptural idols.

"You smashed his broken temple!" Scanning the scene outside, Wu Mourning's blood pressure was full, and he rushed back to the outside like a madman, almost turning into a demolition machine and completely destroying the City God Temple.

The crane spun around under Wu Mourning's head, and landed comfortably in the front, and vividly arranged his wings with his mouth.

Inside the Yushan City God Temple in the sun.

Zhengyangzi chatted with Wu Mourning about the past mountain and broken temple, and before another Yin Si and others captured and suppressed the ghosts and gods, seeing that Wu Mourning returned faster, they simply waited for me, and on the guidance of Zhengyangzi, they ended the cracking and demolition of the City God Temple.

To put it bluntly, it is not to use qi and blood to restrain yin qi, on the blessing of Zhengyangzi Taoism, the effect of slow burning through has been achieved, and the nervous one has sneaked into the city god temple that is still magnificent and solemn in the underworld.

Seven people pulled and finally dragged the slightly quieter Wu Mourning, I dismantled it like that, Zhengyangzi is afraid that his face is pale, but to end vomiting blood, even if the old ghost of Chenghuang is Zai Si, he should know that his nest has not been brought to justice.

"By the way, Zhengyangzi, Chenghuang is going to take up his post, what are you doing?"

It just so happened that Wu Mourning, who had just come back, saw that scene, and he was surprised to speak.

'If you catch a ghost again, the canonization will be broken. ’

The Golden Flails and Silver Locks attacked, failing to penetrate the Mourning defenses.

"What about Ling Xue?"

Then why is Wu Xinzhuo's strength so small?

Several warriors who rushed back with the front directly surrounded Wen Ju in wailing and retreated to an extremely tragic and ferocious siege!

At the last moment, the yellow charm ignited an eerie green fire.

Zhengyangzi thought about it, or reminded him of his own people.

What have you forgotten?

pinched to death the two Yin Ghosts of the Eight Treasures, and Wu Mourning's addiction was finally eliminated.

Even when Chenghuang wanted to leave his Ling Xueli and go out, he had to prepare a large clay statue and let others take him out, so that he could go out with him.

'Don't you have any energy left?' When Han Qiwen is sentenced and suppressed, you can use the magic to use the City God Temple as a killing game. ’

"Outside."

There is a lot of anger in the chest.

The golden flail and silver lock were burned by Ying Long's red armor and screamed, and the violent qi and blood were even less brave than the enemy, and they were hammered into a large cake and then burned in a circle! The complex fisting bombardment of the bloody murderer is like a grenade explosion, and each one can make the golden flail and silver lock want to die!

When Wu Mourning kicked and collapsed the main gate of the City God Temple, Zhengyangzi's eyelids suddenly jumped, and he said loudly unconsciously.

"Will it get weaker?"

The scene we have seen, for the warriors who are not cold in blood, it is possible to endure it, and whether they swear on the spot that they want to peel off the skin and bones of the city gods, and eat them alive are considered to be relatively rational.

Wu Mourning felt that if he was in full swing, he estimated that he would be able to hold on for a quarter of an hour less. After that time, it is estimated that the touch will be directly paralyzed to the ground.

Wu Mourning was on the top of the fourfold Ying Ling Xuexiang, and launched a fist-to-flesh free fight with the golden flail and silver lock!

As soon as Yin Si and the others sneaked in, they saw hair.

Leaving a little messy Zhengyangzi in place.

"It's that complicated?"

Those two ghosts and gods are congenitally limited, they have no ghost and god positions and have real jobs, and they are not only without Qizang cultivation, but even stronger than the martial artists who burn qi and blood, like Tai Sui's oven, and have the supernatural power Yin weapon that no ghosts and gods should have.

Yin Si, Lian Ping, Red Gunman, and Wang Quan have just finished beating up the Wen Sentence.

The golden flail general has a bare face and fangs, a fierce face, a golden hoop on his head, and a red embroidered robe; The silver-locked general has a blue face and fangs, a terrifying face, a golden hoop on his head, and a blue robe.

Even if you don't know I'm a woman.

Shu Shiqing's hair was soaked in blood and spread out on the ground, and in some places it was not low, and it was piled up into a big mountain, and it was still connected with a gray and white scalp, and it was spread out so lifelessly, which made people feel frightened.

Pang Yi, the red-gunman who took the lead, was brazen, like a tiger out of the cage, rushed back to the Wenwu Temple, and shouted angrily at the sudden and defensive Wen Judgment!

'If they are more restrained, the ambush plan will be over, and Xinzhuo has not retreated yet. ’

It's finally hot and quiet.

I can't be sure, before I opened the Qizang Divine Power, the Divine Gate State, and the Yinglong True Armor Record, the actual combat power should be stable and able to wrestle with the middle stage of Qizang.

Wu Mourning patted his chest and promised.

Zhengyangzi, who was in the fog control field, changed his face slightly.

Yin Si couldn't help but mutter.

Its authority is so small, in a sense, it is not the master of the underworld, even if it is the evil and wronged in the yang, it can be missed.

The red-gunned man with the most temper was red-eyed at that time.

The bloody resentment of Shu Shiqing erupted before they died, and with the resentment left over from the killing, they devoured and bit the golden flail and silver lock, and turned into flying ashes together.

Just like that, even if it is placed in Puhai, it is one of the best beauties, how can it grow under a woman's face, God really loves to joke!

With a sigh, Zhengyangzi reluctantly slapped his Baqingling towards the underworld, causing it to shatter and stab into the ground, and at the same time took out a yellow rune paper cut and threw it towards the sky of the underworld.

"Wait ......"

'Seed robbery (white) +3+3! ’

"You are so stupid, you should know that Wu Xinzhuo is the craziest of us, and you still want me to stop the others."

The others also hurry up and follow!

"You killed the city god, how can you be good?"

"Slow down."

I followed the guidance of Shoyoko and ended the court.

In Journey to the West, there has been no very terrifying description of the Lion Camel Ridge, a country ruled by demons, and at this moment, the scene in the City God Temple of Yushan in the underworld is as terrifying as the Lion Camel Ridge, although it is not as good as the Lion Camel Ridge!

Carrying his spear, he rushed outside!

This scene!

After Ying Long Zhenjialu was broken or not, it had its own yin qi filtering effect, which was an advantage of Wu Mourning compared to others in the underworld. That advantage can make the murderer more durable, weaker, and more able to bring limited surprises and torture to the ghosts of Chenghuang Lingxue!

Outside the heart, he scolded the waste and destroyed the heavens.

In Yushan Chenghuang military judgment.

It is certain that the Han Qi Ghost is the chess piece that the Right Family originally planted and retreated to Yushan and was ready to seize the position of the City God, so it must not have the means to mobilize the power of the City God in a short period of time. There are only a few methods that Zhengyangzi knows, and they are basically related to the Chenghuang sculpture.

"Oh, there's something, you can help him persuade us a little."

(End of chapter)