Ling Muyun originally looked at the Buddha camp and walked out of a dwarf winter melon, but turned around and went back.

I don't know why, he turned back leisurely.

He stopped at a distance of about ten zhang in front of Ling Muyun, and opened his mouth to blame: "That little brother, it's a little unauthentic." How can you, a cultivator, make a move on a white man in front of the battle? ”

By white, we mean people who have no practitioners.

In the north, it is generally called white, and when it comes to the Great Jin, it is much more elegant and called plain clothes.

As for the reason, it is impossible to mention.

Ling Muyun saw that what Qi Ke'er said was true, and he didn't know how to answer for a while, so he had to mutter: "No one told me that in front of the two armies, you can't use spells. ”

As soon as he said this, Beggar was speechless.

As Ling Muyun said, before the two armies were arrayed, there was never a stipulation that it must be martial arts and martial arts, and in the battle, there were many people who used martial arts to kill them.

If you have to find a reasonable explanation, it is that cultivators, relying on their own status, always feel a bit bullying when they attack white people.

"I'm a beggar Ke'er, Sheqilan's chief disciple, and I teach Taoist friends!"

Beggar is not easy to argue, so he opened his mouth and reported to his home.

"Abandon the blue? Is there a third seat in Zoroastrianism? Ling Muyun was surprised for a while: "It's really a narrow road." ”

"What, you've heard of the name of the teacher?"

Since Qi Ke'er entered the white department, he has not been able to use his spells, but the great monk has shown some divine power, making him feel faceless.

finally has an opponent, if you know Sheqilan, or there are inextricable relationships, it is not easy to start.

"I've heard of it!" Ling Muyun pursed his lips and said seriously, "He still needs me a hole." ”

"What hole? I can pay it back. "Beggar asked, also serious.

"Good. Ling Muyun, who taught the high art of begging friends. ”

What is Grace?

Lame Jiu once told Ling Muyun that it was the measure of showing off his might after trampling the other party under his feet.

Cripple Nine has always been very useful to Ling Muyun.

Therefore, before Ling Muyun finished speaking, he sealed with one hand, and a thunderbolt fell from the sky, hitting Qi Ke'er directly.

Qi Keer was originally a martial arts idiot, but his five-short figure really couldn't lift any swords, guns, swords, and halberds, so he could only take a wooden stick and martial arts.

Even so, I often fantasize that one day I can make a career on the battlefield, and then marry a wife and build a two-story small building.

The first floor is a store, and the second floor is a gentle township.

Until one day, when he crossed the water, he met a beggar holding a kitchen knife to chase after the people who laughed at him.

A collision of arms, and his blue eyes flashed.

"Born with fire."

Naturally, Qi Keer became a closed disciple of Sheqilan.

It was this time that I went down the mountain, and I begged the master for a long time before I got the opportunity.

She Qilan was not at ease, and even passed the Four Fire God Command Banner to him and let him be by his side.

"Boom!"

The fire barrier in Qi Keer's hand spread out: "You and Xiaowa, why are you so unruly?" ”

After speaking, he also pinched his hands, and for a while, the fire on the earth surged, and he was covered with magma like a blue, and he became a fire man.

And in his hand, there is also a fire dragon.

In the first battle of Dingbei, under Ling Muyun's thunder, the wasteland turned into glass, and only her blue clothes were destroyed.

Therefore, the technique of Qi Keer is still fresh in my memory.

"Fire Dragon: Annihilation."

Qi Keer's fire dragon is much smaller, and the momentum is obviously not as good as Sheqilan.

Wherever the fire dragon passed, it was scorched earth, and nothing was born.

Ling Muyun didn't dare to slack off.

Pinching the trick in his hand, the ten thunders of Yushu fell from the sky, and the smashed fire dragon was stunned on the spot.

Changing handprints, the thirty-six thunder black light of the jade pivot flashed suddenly, and the dazzling red light of the fire dragon's original orange and yellow suddenly emitted black smoke, and when it arrived in front of Ling Muyun, even the scorching breath was gone.

Ling Muyun pulled out the ink blade and flirted upward.

"Bang!"

With a muffled sound, the fire dragon scattered in all directions, and the fragments fell to the ground with a sizzling sound.

"It's not half a star away from your master." Ling Muyun teased.

The fire dragon of Qikeer: Annihilation, has obtained the true inheritance of Sheqilan, such as calling to be a year ago, Ling Muyun but with the thunder in his palm, I am afraid that he will not be able to take it.

Shi Bei was impressed for three days, and Ling Muyun seemed to have forgotten his rapid growth.

Qi Keer looked stunned.

Among the younger generation of Zoroastrian disciples, only the sect leader's personal disciple Capture Ah Sheng was able to easily break his own fire dragon.

But the captive Ah Sheng has already passed the age of standing, how old is the little student in front of him?

Not yet crowned.

"I didn't want to use the Four Fire God Command Banners, but it was useless to use the Fire Dragon Technique, so ...... It's ugly. ”

Qi Ke'er came up and used the fire dragon technique, just wanting to kill the enemy with one move like Li Gu or Ling Muyun, so that he could show his prestige and make the Buddha look at him differently, who knows, the opponent actually broke his fire dragon directly.

Ling Muyun's eyes were solemn.

The moment the four fire gods ordered the flag to be drawn, the momentum of Qi Keer rose sharply.

It can be seen that this makes the flag absolutely extraordinary.

"Shenxiao!"

Ling Muyun would never sit still, stand there stupidly, let Qi Ke'er sacrifice the order flag, and then fight back.

The rugged Divine Thunder landed.

Qi Keer was not in a hurry, and raised the command flag, and the divine thunder bombarded it.

But when he saw Lingqi, he poured his true qi and spurted out a mouthful of blood.

"Much more powerful than the first thunder!"

Qi Keer didn't dare to slack off, and the first command flag was thrown upward: "The first flag, all are heavenly fire!" ”

Then he was covered in fire and resisted Ling Muyun's big hole thunder: "Forgiveness!" ”

The four fire gods made the flag wonderful, and the first flag was the fire of the gods, which was said to be the fire controlled by Zhu Rong.

Zhu Rong Neng is known for his strongest attack power among the twelve ancestral witches, which is the reason why he can resist this fire.

Dutian Shenhuo is an innate divine fire, purple in color.

At the beggar's command, several purple flames, winding and twisting, turned into a fire cover in an instant, covering Ling Muyun in it.

Ling Muyun Zhenqi surrounded himself and made a defense, but it was still like being in a steamer, the heat was unbearable, not to mention, the flames burned, and gradually felt suffocated.

It's not that he supports himself, the moment the Heavenly Divine Fire is released, he can't seize the opportunity, and even dodging has become a luxury.

What made him even more unbelievable was that the fire shield also released rapid tongues of fire, spraying towards him.

Possessed by thunder and lightning, Ling Muyun flashed a few times, dodging the tongue of fire.

Then he slashed at the fire cover.

"Ding!"

It makes a crashing sound like a real thing, but the fire cover looks like it is about to break, but it can hold on.

"It's all heavenly fire, it's very hot, and it's easy to melt gold, but the young general in front of him, the weapon in his hand is so sharp!"

Qi Ke'er secretly marveled in her heart, and couldn't help but stare at Ling Muyun's figure.

Ling Muyun didn't mess up, and after sending a few more attacks, he slapped his head.

"I said why it is so familiar, it is similar to the four beasts to suppress evil spirits."

Thinking through the joints, Ling Muyun resisted the tongue of fire with the thunder in his palm.

Although it had little effect, and even a few palm thunderbolts could block a tongue of fire, but in a few breaths, the thunder power was faint, covering the entire space.

"Thunder Technique: Four Beasts Suppress Evil!"