There was an irreparable gap between the middle and early Tibetan periods.

Even if you have ten times more blood than others.

In the face of more in-depth use of true power, even if the Divine Gate State is opened, it is like a candle in the wind, and it can only survive and cannot make a fatal counterattack.

The moment when Ying Long's true armor was completely shattered.

Wu Mourning saw his own death.

It was like the sound of glass being broken, but it made him ignore the imminent death, and suddenly thought of the Nine Turns of the Divine Gate. He looked at the death sword in front of him with no end in sight, but the chaotic head was suddenly enlightened, since the divine gate state can be stimulated by true power to increase in all directions.

So why can't Taia and Seven Stars?

I also have to thank Envoy Sun for inadvertently pointing out a path for Wu Mourning, a deeper application of true power.

Although Wu Mian felt that he probably couldn't use it, and he would probably die if he used it, the road was there, so he didn't hesitate to use it.

Maybe it's the Divine Protector, or maybe the Divine Gate has opened the way.

Then he touched the head corpse of this eightfold martial artist of Qizang.

Captain Shen Ji bid farewell to the Red Spearman at the gate of the City God Temple.

That was Wang Quan's magical power.

However, the former Taoist priest checked the lying corpse of Wu Mourning.

The red gunman hiding in the crowd is forbidden to scratch his head, and the bad image of the new city god is recognized without being a show.

On that day, even the ordinary people had the same dream.

It's been a bad time again.

There was a muffled oh, but I was not less surprised.

Rebuilding is.

To be good is at least not to be bitter.

Yushan is going crazy!

Shen Ji couldn't hide the surplus qi and blood, but others found out, I didn't use that and then slashed the Martial Arts Alliance. And when necessary, you can't send your own qi and blood to other people's bodies like blood transfusions to help others heal and recover.

Wu Mourning, who had done all that, blinked his eyes and reminisced.

"If it's a few days, it's a few hours, and it's a few hours, so let's send Xinzhuo away from Yin Si first."

The red spearman was holding a spear, and some looked at Wu Mourning with admiration.

"The right path is complicated, and it needs to be persevered, but the human heart is a snake swallowing an elephant, everyone knows that the right path is complicated, and they all want to go a little slower, so they step on the evil path. But I know that the difficulty of the right path is right down there. Only if you are not fast, can you understand the weight of the way you are bearing, and only care about the rights, and ignore the heavy responsibility. ”

The matter before was very neat, Wu Mourning threw Sun Envoy's blind head to Shen Ji's face in front of the city god, and at the moment when the old ghost was stunned, he went down with a star and gave it a stab in the head. Lianping Chenghuang, who was beaten and weakly supported until now, was finally killed by Wu Mourning in despair.

Han Qi, who was in charge of sending money to see him off, sighed before watching.

Wu Mian subconsciously swung the new thing wrapped around the sword at his side.

Blessed to the soul.

Hurriedly nodded when he heard the words, and decided to take Wu Mourning back to the martial arts hall first.

The position of the city god was firmly established.

"When will I wake up?" Du Qi gave Wu Mourning to renew his life, and almost gave himself Wang Quan, who fainted, asked.

I already knew that Wu Mourning was hiding something, and it was a joke to combine the Wangqi technique with the massive knowledge of the Dao Sect.

'Seed Robbery (Green) +1! ’

From the things that he touched, Yushan's face was cloudy, and the final decision was to burn the corpse on the spot, and then throw the charred corpse or something into the Yellow Spring on the border of Yinsi. And Yushan told everyone in advance, if he could tell the martial artist about today's affairs, he only said Chenghuang to the inside.

If you boil out and don't have the right path ghost and god fruit position, this is definitely blood gain.

Shen Ji also looked admiring, I can understand why Mei Jiexing attaches so much importance to Wu Mourning, it may not be an exaggeration to say that it is the seventh right madness, but as long as Wu Mourning is given time, I will definitely be Li Hao and Blazing Luofeng in time.

"The snake becomes a dragon......"

To be able to make Wu Mourning, the martial artist who was stabbed with a frown, scream with joy at this moment, you can imagine the joy I beared. It was a sharp pain that split the head in half and stirred vigorously with a red-hot iron, not to mention the pain and itch caused by the cracked wounds under the body.

It may be that he has been pretending to be garlic for too long in the future, and even before he was woken up by Wu Mourning, he did not completely get rid of the influence, and the ensuing Enlightenment Divine Power did not smell like this.

I just got up from the ground.

Nanyima or human?

Hearing that the City God Temple has not changed, even the people of Ping spontaneously went to the City God Temple to find out, but they saw that the sculptures that were a little scary in the past and made people feel gloomy and comfortable have turned into powder. The statue of Master Zuo also looks different, becoming dark and small, and amiable.

Although it was sore, numb and painful, and he was in good health, Wu Mian still looked around with a star, and then picked up the head of the dead inexplicable Qizang martial artist, and rushed towards the place where the qi, blood, and yin qi in the distance were violently intertwined and fluctuated.

Before the small battle, the battlefield still has to be cleaned.

The few people who were left to move first went to see the ghosts and gods that had been captured and suppressed, and then found that they were not dead, and the ghosts and gods in its hands also suffered as soon as the city god died.

Wang Quan saw that Wu Mourning was lying on the ground like a dead body.

I rushed to Wu Mourning's side, looking at the gaze of others, but I put my hand on Wu Mourning's almost undulating chest. With the breath of Wang Quan in front of him, he slowly became healthy, and the qi and blood that had not dried up on Wu Mourning's side were re-energized, and the muscles and flesh automatically closed to stop the bleeding, ending the urging of qi and blood to heal the wounds.

'Seed robbery (white) +2+1+2+1! ’

Although Zhengyangzi is tired and has a small pile of negativity, I can still rest now. Greeting Captain Shen Ji, burning the bad paper offerings to the prayer world, Riga Shen Ji and the red spearman caught the Yin ghost from the Yin Si border, Zheng Yangzi slowly retreated after the incident of Lian Ping Yin Si and stole the beam to change the pillar.

A person who slaughtered the Qizang Eightfold Warrior, and then rushed over and chopped up the city god, how could it make me burp because of my injuries before the war. Don't say it's for the sake of the faction, even if it's just for yourself, Yushan will let Wu Mourn say that he died there, and if Wu Mourning is alive, we won't have a worse future.

"Slow, slow to save people!"

The endless death sword dissipated, and Sun Envoy seemed to be stopped behind Wu Mourning as if he had been stopped by time, and every one of my knowledge was blocked and suppressed by a force, depriving him of vitality. However, with a sweep of the former Wu Mourning's sword, Sun Envoy's head flew out, and his vitality was completely extinguished.

That kind of supernatural power can be regarded as relatively precious.

Lao Jian is mourning for the dying of martial arts, and Wang Quan is likely to expose his share of the Enlightenment Divine Power to everyone, because the Huifeng Martial Arts Hall can't be renamed the Huifeng Medical Hall before it is bad, I use everything, sitting here every day waiting for blood transfusions to others.

Chenghuang is still Shin Jishun.

Next.

Compared with Wu Mourning, who lay down directly on the corpse and almost drove to the west, Zhengyangzi's situation is worse. I am a god thought empty, qi and blood loss, burned by qi and blood, and weakly support to assist everyone to perform spells, paralyzed to play for myself, in fact, my injuries are generally slight.

Xinchenghuang looked at the group of warriors who had just packed and killed the old Chenghuang Yin Division, and also agreed, if it was to eat blood, it would die, and it would not be willing to eat incense every day.

The belief that underpins Wu Mourning's actions at this moment.

At this moment, the newly appointed Miao Zhu is compiling a book on the Taoist's rebuke of ghosts and gods, and I suddenly didn't feel anything, and added a sentence under the book: karma, repeated trials are cool, yes is retribution, and the time has not yet come.

It was not for that little thought, Wu Mourning supported the negative state of seven limbs and hundreds of remains, regrouped his posture, and rushed to Lianping Chenghuang in one breath.

Yes, which turn got it, a lonely ghost came to be the city god.

And then......

"What a warrior, I actually killed this guy."

"Let me come."

The whole body ends the blood rush in front of me!!

The whole person fell to the ground in pain, rolling wildly with his head in his hands!

A small part of it is that I am going to rob the beast under the city god ghost!

Generally as a disciple of the sect, the pretty Taoist priest also carries all kinds of strange things, before he is a little confused, he burns two talismans for himself, gets talisman water to drink, and takes jade and strange wood to keep the spirit warm, but it is very slow to jump around, but his face is always pale, and it doesn't look a little infiltrating.

In short, when Wu Mourning urged the Seven Stars Cold Light and Tai'a Blood Evil together, using the little remaining true power as the primer fuel, and kneading and sending them out according to the path of the Divine Gate, Wu Mourning suddenly had a very wonderful feeling, as if he had mastered the balance of the bicycle!

Zhengyangzi before learning that Wu Mourning had beheaded this demon envoy.

"It's that complicated?"

But in the future, this old man Zuo, Zhengyangzi and Yushan Lieutenant, who canonized ghosts and gods, have all been given the right to investigate, and the eight chapters of the new city god covenant, I am good in the old room, and I will protect a righteous path to protect the people in the old room, and I am evil in the old man, so we will cut the city god again, and the lesson of the car has not been placed outside here.

Sensing that the system was giving news like a small explosion, Wu Mourning smiled contentedly, and then his eyes rolled into a rolling gourd, and he collapsed on the ground like Zhengyangzi and ended up lying on the ground.

"There is still life, but the power of the divine weapon is used unusually, and the soldiers in the body are in a hurry, and only when I wake up can I straighten out the power in my body."

Even the ordinary people who came to the City God Temple instinctively felt a kind of warmth to dispel their fatigue, and when they gave incense, they were all sincere and sincere.

It's like a ridiculous joke.

We didn't slow down to leave the.

After struggling for a while, Wu Mourning was holding Yixing and Tai'a, and with the help of the piercing cold feeling coming from under the two divine soldiers, he quickly relieved the sharp pain of his cracked head.

Could it be that his martial arts are not dead yet, and his body is still fighting, right?!

No one saw Wu Xinzhuo, who was covered in blood and was still bleeding from time to time under him, and he was slow to stuff two peaches outside his mouth.

Because the ghosts and gods of the Yin Division also need to be canonized as slowly as possible, and the small and big Yin ghosts are blocked in the Yin Division, so as not to eradicate the cannibalistic ghosts and gods, and as a result, they will let go of the cannibalistic demons and ghosts, and do good deeds with bad intentions.

Besides, it was a coincidence.

In the dream, a person pointed to the City God Temple and scolded, so frightened that the City God took off his hat and came out to ask for guilt, and was first bound by chains, and made a promise that it was no longer a dereliction of duty, and then he was put back by the Taoist and sent down to the position of City God.

Ferry gas.

Breaking the fight is not the goal.

The Demon Envoy of the Eight Towns of Qizang, who was originally slow to kill me with martial mourning, was cut off by me like that, and the reversal was only because of the combination of blood and cold light.

(End of chapter)