Before the sun is about to rise, the sky is darkest.

The chaos hasn't continued, and the rain hasn't stopped.

The rain invaded the forest, hitting the leaves and branches, and the crackling sound was connected together, creating a solemn atmosphere.

A cyan figure ran wildly in the mountains and forests, and the gilded crown on his head had fallen off at some point, and his hair was scattered and hung down in front of his forehead.

Yikes!

Suddenly, the momentum of the Daoist rushing forward suddenly slammed, and he flipped sideways, letting go of a sharp edge that appeared out of thin air.

After landing, he still couldn't stop sliding on the slippery grass.

Sou!

The Taoist stretched out his hands, his big sleeves fluttering.

An engraved sigil shot out from his finger, bursting into a blinding fireball halfway through, crashing into the long knife that was chasing him.

The knife splits the waves of flames, silently.

The embroidered spring knife broke through the flames, the knife turned around, and wrapped around Wang Xie's body, and the strong wind extinguished all the sparks beating on his clothes.

"Embroidered spring knife, flying fish suit, Chongqing Mansion Jinyi Guard?"

The Taoist looked indifferently, looked Wang Xie up and down, and a hoarse and rough voice came out of his mouth: "The noses of you eagle dogs are sensitive enough. ”

"Since you recognize your grandfather's identity, you don't have to be arrested."

Wang Xie squinted his eyes, and two stiff words burst out of his clenched teeth, "Traitor." ”

"Don't say it so ugly, maybe it won't be long before you call us the Rebels."

The Taoist in Tsing Yi smiled faintly, raised his hand and pointed in the direction of the commotion not far away, "So many people don't go to save them, but come to chase and kill the poor Dao." It seems that for you Jinyiwei, Guan Tian is also a credit, not a human life? ”

Wang Xie's face was like stopping water, and he was in front of him.

"Get rid of the first evil before you can save people."

The Taoist sighed, his big sleeves hung down to his legs, and his smile was meaningful, "Who is the first evil?" ”

"You're talking too much nonsense!"

The embroidered spring knife cut through the rain curtain, drew a cold and cold light, and went straight to the door of the Daoren.

Almost at the same time, two red talismans slipped out of the Daoist's sleeve and landed in his hand, raising his hand and throwing it.

"Qixia spell, invasion is like fire, delay half a breath, eh!"

As the Daoist recited the control mantra in his mouth, the obscure Dao scriptures on the surface of the talisman gradually lit up.

Half a breath of time was fleeting, and the sigil burst out with a dazzling red light!

Rumble! Rumble!

The surging waves of flames tore through the outer layers of the talisman seal, washing in an unstoppable manner.

The moist air was scorched, and the green branches were burnt brown.

A suffocating sense of oppression is spreading.

Call!

The figure with armor on his upper body and skirt on his lower body crashed out of the sea of fire, and was slashed down by the embroidered spring knife held in both hands.

The Daoist seemed to have expected such a scene, his legs let out a rapid mechanical hum, and the speed of the figure flickered skyrocketed, dodging at the last moment.

The long knife sank into the soft earth, slicing through a hair-thin, bottomless black line.

"Daomen's 'armor horse' is armed?"

With a knife in the air, Wang Xie's body did not stagnate for a moment, and he stepped under his feet, and caught up with the knife again.

Rumble! Zheng!

Two figures, one black and one green, leaped rapidly in the woods, and the dazzling sword light and the scorching waves of flames collided continuously.

Leaves fall with raindrops, and the turf is tossed with mud spots.

Yikes!

With a cracking sound, the blade cut open a piece of cyan robe horn and cut a large piece of flesh from the Taoist's leg.

"With these carved sigils produced by the assembly line, you want to up? Are you a muddy man? ”

"If I can take charge of the cave and condense into the Jindan center, how dare you stop me?"

The Taoist's voice was full of unwillingness and resentment, and he couldn't hear the panic and panic after being injured.

Wang Xie's heart sank suddenly, and his face couldn't help but look a little ugly.

It's another terrible thing.

Thinking of this, Wang Xie, who was full of murderous intent, simply stopped keeping his hand.

"Even if you are promoted to the rank of Dao Seven Golden Danke, what can you do?"

Wang Xie's eyes widened, and he looked at the Taoist in Tsing Yi who was like a great enemy.

I saw him raise his hand and snap his fingers, and a dragonfly slowly flew out.

As the wings shook, a sound wave that was inaudible to the human ear stirred up.

"Vertical! Blind eyes and ears, no sight and ears. ”

The sound waves covered his body, and the Taoist felt as if there were countless invisible cones piercing his eyes and ears.

Eardrum noise, eye flutters.

Even if you sacrifice a spell, you can't stop it at all.

Burst! Burst!

"Ahh

The bone-eating pain made the Taoist unable to hold back his screams anymore, and what terrified him even more was the inaudible silence and invisible darkness.

The audio-visual is blocked, and the emperor is still reduced to a puppet, not to mention a mere Taoist person.

"There is a dragon spring on the tongue, you are vertical and horizontal."

Wang Xie sneered: "Only now do you know? It's late! ”

"Woo!!"

The Dao man's face was covered with blood, and his hollow eyes looked terrifying.

Relying on the memory before his sight disappeared, he endured the severe pain and threw out all the talismans on his body.

Wang Xie dragged the knife in his hand, strolling in the fireballs that exploded one after another.

After a few steps, he was already standing in front of the Taoist.

Although he has lost his hearing, the Taoist's sense of touch is still there, and the pain is still there.

The embroidered spring knife on his shoulder was exuding a biting chill. The blade of the broken hair has cut a fine bloody wound between the neck.

"You should have died just now."

Wang Xie's voice didn't know in some way, it actually sounded in the Daoist's mind.

"I know, but you're reluctant to kill me."

The Taoist smiled slightly, even though his face was full of blood, he didn't look at the slightest bit of dying.

Wang Xie was silent for a moment, and said coldly: "What did Honghu give you, so that you can betray your master and kill innocents indiscriminately?" ”

The Taoist thought sideways for a moment, then said slowly, "Hope? ”

Wang Xie was stunned, "What hope?" ”

"Authority, Dongtian, Jindan, Dao."

"You're going to kill so many innocent believers just for these things?!"

Wang Xie's angry shout was like a violent thunderbolt, which exploded in the minds of the Taoists.

"Could it be. Isn't that enough? ”

The Taoist's rhetorical question made Wang Xie speechless for a while.

"Cultivation is to go against the sky, and people do not destroy the heavens and the earth for their own sake. Whoever can give me the avenue, I will help him kill. ”

"Qixia Group can't give it to you."

Before Wang Xie finished speaking, he fell silent.

If the Qixia Group can do this, the Taoist people may not be rebelled by Honghu.

Although Wang Xie himself is not the prescribe of the Daomen sequence, he has also heard the widely circulated Daomen classic.

"The avenue is fifty, the sky is forty-nine, and people are one of them."

This leaves a "glimmer of life" for others to compete for, which refers to the permission to link to 'Bai Yujing'.

Bai Yujing, or the East Imperial Palace, was a treasure jointly created by Daomen and Yin and Yang in the past.

A famous and intangible 'fairy garden in the clouds' that stands in the vast and endless network of yellow sorghum.

With the 'permission' that can link to Bai Yujing, cultivators can build their own dojo and their own cave.

In order to mobilize more power of heaven and earth, improve their spiritual power, and cultivate more advanced techniques.

Until he was in Bai Yujing's immortal class, he got a place.

Become a veritable immortal.

It's a pity that the authority of the cave is exhausted, and the position of the immortal class is also exhausted.

Only the vast cultivators and the greed for becoming immortals are endless.

"Wang Wenqin won't give me permission, he won't even give me a decent magic weapon. He was afraid that I would kill him one day and rob him of his cave. ”

A seeping aura appeared on the face of the Taoist, "I am not one of those old-school cultivators who are gifted, and I can rely on my genes and physical body to continuously improve my spiritual power."

"I can only rely on Dongtian to be promoted, but he won't give me a chance, even if he gives me a little hope, I won't choose to betray."

"I, Zhang Jinyun, have been the Tao all my life, but in the end, because of Wang Wenqin's selfishness and greed, I want to cut off my lifelong ambition."

The Taoist shouted hoarsely: "You tell me, should I rebel?!"

(End of chapter)