A mist rose over the imperial capital.

The scorching flames evaporated when they met the rain, and a burly figure loomed like a fire dragon.

Zhou Liuhuo was desperately trying as Wu Dazhui thought, and the fire was flying all over his body.

Monk Zhenjian was still sitting in the alley, his face a little pale, but the abacus in his hand never stopped.

The Great Elder of Xuanzong was the most powerful enemy they had encountered in this life, and the True Jian Monk must know his weaknesses, and only by knowing his weaknesses could he defeat him.

Not long ago, Monk Zhenjian's words made the Great Elder's face ugly, which was enough to prove that the Great Elder was not the Great Elder in his heyday, and he must have weaknesses.

The Great Elder was standing not far from Monk Zhenjian at this time, he had already heard of all kinds of miracles of Zhou Liuhuo and others, so he really thought that Monk Zhenjian had learned something.

And now it seems that this monk is just deceiving him and that's it.

But in any case, the Great Elder's face had already been taken into the eyes of the monk and Zhou Liuhuo.

Therefore, even if we don't know what the Great Elder's weakness is, it is the best time to take advantage of the Great Elder's restlessness.

At this time, the circulating fire fell like a meteor, and its violent momentum divided the smoke and rain, and the house centered on the alley was hot and dry for ten miles.

The Great Elder raised his eyes at this time, and then stretched out a finger.

The wind came from the east, neither light nor gentle, neither arrogant nor impatient, and everything in its place was paused, as if it was gently held up by an invisible hand.

The same is true of the violent momentum of the circulating fire, there is no overly strong obstacle, but it is this breeze that makes his body tilt slightly, deviate from the target, deviate from the track, and the flames around him seem to be extinguished.

"It's a good hand to support the clouds. Sun Mingyang was sincerely admired.

Li Mang narrowed his eyes and said, "It's a good Zhou Liuhuo." ”

Sun Mingyang raised his eyes and looked again, Zhou Liuhuo had already gotten rid of the breeze and came manically.

The tiles in the alley buzzed violently, and the rain returned to its original path. It's just that the more and more hazy mist around Zhou Liuhuo makes him look more and more like a falling meteor.

At the same time, the sound of the abacus, which was more urgent than the sound of rain falling on the eaves, stopped, and the monk Zhenjian raised his eyes and said, "The sea of qi is damaged. Xuan Qi can't be condensed, Great Elder, you maybe, but how can you fight for a long time?"

After hearing this, the Great Elder could not calm down.

This time, what Monk Zhenjian said was true, he did try some new methods because of the stagnation of his cultivation for many years, and this method may seem to be detrimental to him now. However, he believed that in a few more decades, he would be able to make further progress, so he decided to do so.

However, he would never have thought that there were people in this world who were calculated by heaven, and Yang Shou would gain insight into his weaknesses.

But after his face was ugly, the Great Elder was relieved, because the strength of Zhou Liuhuo and the True Jian Monk was obviously unable to fight with him for a long time, and he said softly: "One breath is enough, why fight for a long time." ”

Then the Great Elder suddenly disappeared in place, his robe bringing out a touch of cyan to meet the Circumferential Fire that was like a meteor falling.

Then, there were countless explosions in the sky over the imperial capital.

Helpless, the circulating fire fell down the alley. Like a dead dog, he fell in front of the monk Zhenjian, smashing the stone slab and splashing water.

It's just that Monk Zhenjian didn't shake at all when he saw that his eldest brother's blood was flowing and his body surface was broken, but straightened his waist, making the area where the bald head was in contact with the rain a little larger.

The Great Elder returned to his original position like a breeze, looked at Zhou Liuhuo who had fallen to the ground and was convulsing all over his body, looked at Monk Zhenjian and said, "I'm sorry, it's a little timeout." But you really don't have the ability to make a big deal out of the old man. ”

Monk Zhenjian cracked the corners of his mouth, and there was rain flowing in the wrinkles and ravines beside the corners of his mouth, and he said, "Do you really think that you can defeat my eldest brother so easily?"

The Great Elder said, "I broke the bones of his whole body and shattered his sea of consciousness. Monk, tell the old man, how do you calculate that your eldest brother still has the strength to fight?"

"Zhihai?" Monk Zhenjian smiled and said, "Maybe for ordinary cultivators, Zhihai will become a walking corpse as soon as it is broken, I'm afraid you will even destroy my eldest brother's spiritual root, right?"

"Exactly. The Great Elder nodded.

Li Mang and Sun Mingyang glanced at each other at this time, shook their heads helplessly, and looked at Monk Zhenjian with a confident expression. I just think that this monk seems to be a little crazy.

However, of course, Monk Zhenjian was not crazy, he said extremely calmly: "I just want to tell you one fact, my eldest brother has never broken this kind of thing ten thousand times in his life, and there are eight thousand times. ”

"Ahem. A deep voice followed.

Zhou Liuhuo, who was supposed to be a dead man, let out a voice that belonged to him, and then he slowly raised his head, and there was naturally a blood hole in the center of his eyebrows that had been pierced by the finger of the Great Elder.

It's just that the blood hole gradually shrinks with the movement of his head raised.

Eventually disappear!

The Great Elder, Sun Mingyang, and Li Mang witnessed this incredible scene, and their faces were shocked and indescribable, and they couldn't say half a word in the rain.

Zhou Liuhuo raised his head, wiped the rain on his face, and shouted softly: "Come to war!"

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The imperial capital extends in all directions, and standing under the city wall, you can only see the city wall covering the clouds and the moon.

Qian Qian's face was unusually pale and he came to the side door of the west gate, waiting for the side door to open, and he was very anxious.

Next to him stood a young woman with still charm, her hair was high, and she knew that she was already a wife of the family just by looking at her dress.

The woman is indeed like this, her name is Wang Zhanling, the hostess of the medicine garden, but her husband died in the race war ten years ago.

The medicine garden enjoys life in the imperial capital, and even the whole Zhou Tian, and most of the imperial doctors in the imperial capital are from the medicine garden, and their status is transcendent because of the core principle of salvation and classlessness.

Qian Qian has been studying the matter of the half-demon with Wang Zhanling these days, in addition to wanting to heal Sun Deqian, after the half-demon appeared in the imperial capital, there were many fresh samples in the medicine garden.

Most of these samples came from Lin Fan and Sun Deqian's battle on the banks of the enemy's river, and they have not made much progress.

But Qian Qian never gave up, he and Yaoyuan must know how the half-demon became a half-demon, what these half-demons who were originally human during this period went through, and how to make them regain their consciousness and become adults.

Last night, Qian Qianzai and Wang Zhanling dissected the last corpse, this corpse was a little different, so different that they had to enter the imperial capital, and they had to give some warnings to the people in the imperial capital.

It's just that Wang Zhanling was very worried, and had to say: "Old Qian, do you think they will believe us?"

Qian Qian was silent for a moment and said, "Do your best and obey the destiny of heaven." (To be continued.) )xh123