December 10.

The Great Cold.

Just as the time is coming, noon is coming.

Chen Fusheng sat cross-legged in the dilapidated house in the backyard of Jiang's house, slowly exhaling.

Suddenly!

His eyes were open, as if he had sensed it.

Looking out of the broken window, the sky was dark and overcast. Gusts of cold north wind, not loud, swished and swept like countless piercing ice blades.

The heavy snow visible to the naked eye was covered with a blanket and fell down very abruptly.

The sky and the earth are gray and white in an instant, like changing the face and changing the sky.

In the cold season, it should not be surprising that heavy snowfall falls.

But Chen Fusheng frowned, feeling that something was wrong.

At this moment, white gas was steaming in his mouth and nose, and every breath and breath turned into smoke in the cold air.

It's too cold! It's too fast!

He had been practicing Na before, and he didn't feel that the climate was abnormal. But all of a sudden, the temperature plummeted, and it was too cold to be reasonable.

"This abnormal cooling makes even a practitioner feel uncomfortable. Then how can mortals in the world stand it?"

Chen Fusheng immediately got up.

"Master!"

The howling dog, who was exercising his fists and feet outside the house, suddenly broke in and shouted:

"Something is wrong! The grave is moving!"

Chen Fusheng carried a banner and raised his sword, and hurriedly stepped out of the door.

It can be seen that the backyard has been covered with a layer of light white snow, which does not melt.

But a large number of cracks, snaking out of the snow.

The black dirt of the loess at the bottom of the snow all began to roll.

Several side-by-side mounds of desolate graves, like pendulums, emitted extremely strange tremors. It's like a hill is about to collapse, and the mountain is violently shaking.

"Be careful!"

Chen Fusheng did not hesitate and issued a warning. With a flip of the wrist, the "Futu Mother Lock" in the sleeve appeared, and the hole at the bottom was quickly flicked.

Hula~~

A large piece of yellow rune paper, like a paper kite, bursts out and spreads to every corner of the backyard.

Chen Fusheng quickly took off the hexagram flag with his left hand, and his fingers clasped the lines of the talisman.

Mana surge!

Fu Hum ~~

All the yellow rune paper turned into a vortex of mist shadows, and a large number of vortices were entangled, like countless green pillars swirling in the wind.

In just the blink of an eye, Chen Fusheng had already laid down the "Taiyi Wind Gust".

Pon, pun!

Ponto, pun, pun!

As Chen Fusheng set up his hands without hesitation, the sludge exploded around the tomb, sinking into one dark hole after another.

"Roar...... Whew......"

"Wow...... Blabla Lala ......"

"Woo woo woo ......"

All kinds of strange sounds seem to be pouring out of the ground.

The sound was harsh and unpleasant, and the sound waves vibrated and crashed into the eardrums, as if countless copper drums, iron gongs and firecrackers roared. It's a headache and a shock to the heart.

Immediately after, one after another hideous and terrifying monsters leaped out of the dark hole. Moves quickly and agilely, like a grasshopper that suddenly explodes its nest.

The main body of each monster is a rotten skeleton, like a human and non-human, like a patchwork.

Then the skeleton was covered with all kinds of black saliva, red blood, white membranes, and a large number of unnamed pieces of wreckage, all fur and feathers, messy and weird.

Just a moment in the blink of an eye.

The whole backyard is full of fishy smells and is raging!

A dozen or twenty monsters are rushing out!

"Spirit??"

Chen Fusheng's scalp tingled for a while.

This was the second time he had seen the spirit and the first time that Jiang Youcai had seen it, and what he saw was only a broken product, not an entity.

At this moment, all of them are living and mature entities!

And it is a "primitive species" that is naturally raised by geography and air!

Spirits, like demons but not demons, like ghosts and not ghosts, and at the same time have the common characteristics of demons and ghosts, which is extremely difficult.

Many of the spirits in the world were raised by secret methods from the Gu Sect.

Although the cultivated and mature spirit secret is also strong and unstoppable, after all, it is controlled by people, and its intelligence is not high, and its movements can be followed.

But the "primitive species" are scarce in the world. Unless it is a deep mountain and a great river, where it has been claustrophobic for thousands of years, it will be born.

Ordinary and mature elf secrets can already turn into fog and smoke, and they can enter everywhere, and every inch of Zhou's body is a murderous weapon.

Not to mention the "primordial species" essence, which can be called flying away from the sky, and its body is like a fine copper and iron, which is difficult to destroy. And the whole body is poisonous, stained with either death or injury, terrifying!

If it is compared to the strength, the cultivators of the Second Realm Law Rank are unprepared in a hurry, and they will be embarrassed in the face of a primordial spirit spirit, and they are even more in danger of being defeated.

What's more, there's more than one in front of you!

It's a dozen or twenty primordial elves!

"Kill!"

"Do your best!"

Chen Fusheng didn't think much about it, and yelled at the Roaring Sky Dog.

In an instant, all the mana in his body trickled down, surging wildly.

Fu Hum ~~

The first generation of "Taiyi Celestial Phenomena" is sacrificed!

A loud, violent tremor suddenly sounded.

Flat ground is mine.

The spilled yellow rune paper instantly turned into countless scraps.

With a loud thunderous sound.

Within a dozen or so steps of Chen Fusheng and the Roaring Sky Dog, there was a sudden fierce wind, the fog surged like rain, and countless layers of whirlpools rose from the ground.

The whirlpool rose like a tornado, instantly replacing the previous Blue Whirlwind Array.

The dozen or twenty primordial elves that rushed madly were immediately besieged by the group.

If they hesitated for a moment, Chen Fusheng and the Roaring Sky Dog would have to face this group of terrifying spirits, which was equivalent to being besieged by a group of cultivators of the Fadi realm.

The Howling Sky Dog also reacted instantly, raising its head and roaring.

The body of the wrath swelled dramatically.

It was like a deformed man who had swallowed a wild bull, and it quickly became two feet tall, and its upper body was tendoned. The skin of the whole body floats with a copper-like luster, like iron.

Chen Fusheng quickly shook the "Futu Mother Lock", and swallowed a piece of dragon cultivation medicine.

At this moment, there can be no hesitation!

Be sure to do your best to wipe out this group of "primordial species" spirits!

If these dozen or twenty primordial spirits came out of the trap, it would not only be a huge danger to Chen Fusheng, but also a disaster of destruction for the entire Baoqi Town!

Laugh at!

Laugh at!

Laugh at!

Chen Fusheng once again turned on his mana and pulled the talisman pattern on the flag.

The "Tai Bai Jin Urn" burst out, and in an instant, it was like six dazzling meniscus blades, with an incomparable sharpness, cutting at the primordial spirit that was imprisoned and besieged like lightning.

The six rings were sent together, although it was not the first generation of talismans, but it was Chen Fusheng's greatest ability at present, and all the mana was gone.

Puff puff......

Intense and tooth-sore noises rang out one after another.

The heads of the six primordial elves were cut off by the "Tai Bai Jin Urn"!

Pitch black as a flame-spewing spirit black gas rose into the sky.

The first generation of the "Taiyi Celestial Phenomenon" talisman is worthy of the ancient mastery, which can be called the primordial essence that is extremely entangled in the sky, and it is imprisoned in it, just like wood, and it can't stop the cutting of the "Taibai Golden Urn".

But the "primordial species" spirit must not only be decapitated, but also pierced the heart!

Otherwise, it still can't be killed.

Chen Fusheng had already swallowed another pill of dragon cultivation medicine quickly, and at the same time as the talisman was flying, he had already charged forward bravely.

A sword!

Sell!

The thunder suddenly appeared, and the dragon-shaped Xuanhe roared, and the fierce and ferocious skyrocketed!

At the same time, a few faint flame marks on the blade also flickered slightly. But it is not full of momentum, but the heat is scorching, and the sharpness is intensified.

Qiang, Qiang, Qiang, Qiang, Qiang, Qiang, Qiang......

Every sword is like slashing on top of fine copper and iron.

But every sword is cut gold and broken, invincible, indestructible!

Chen Fusheng is like a mad tiger, and his sword is like a dragon.

Under the cover of the "Taiyi Celestial Phenomenon", he was like entering a no-man's land.

The primordial elves with severed heads pierced through their chests one after the other.

With the thunder and lightning wire bursting, and the scorching sharpness of the real fire, no matter how strong the primordial spirit is, it is unstoppable.

However, after a short breath, the six "primordial" elves were decapitated and poked in the heart, and fell to the ground.

Chen Fusheng tried his best, and at the moment when all his spirit and spirit were exhausted, he retreated from the "Taiyi Celestial Phenomena" formation without danger.

Although it is imprisoned like wood, the primordial spirit will also fight back. The slightest scratch or touch by it is in danger of spreading the poison.

Chen Fusheng swallowed a piece of dragon cultivation medicine again, took a moment of respite, and tried his best to fully open up his mana, and kill a few more primordial spirits before the "Taiyi Celestial Phenomenon" collapsed.

In such a critical situation, no matter how much it costs, we must not hesitate!

Suddenly!

The six primordial spirits that fell to the ground were all torn apart and crumbled into debris.

Immediately afterwards, all the debris sank into the ground like stones sprinkled on the surface of the water. In the blink of an eye, there is no.

Chen Fusheng has not yet come to his senses.

Suddenly, I felt that from the depths of the earth, there were six strands of extreme purity, which made people tremble, revealing the fragrance of plants, trees and flowers, like water and mist, and like the fierce qi of the spring breeze.

Dash out in an instant!

It's just a glimpse.

The palm of Chen Fusheng's right hand was cold and biting in an instant, and it was warm and hot in an instant.

The six strands are formless and substantial, only the inductive qi comes into the palm.

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

In the dark, I don't know where, I don't know where, there is a faint rumbling of war drums like earth-shattering.

It is heart-wrenching and exciting!

Clang!

Clang!

Clang!

I don't know where, I don't know where, there is a jade chime melodious sound in the dark, and it is like a fairy sound.

The listener is refreshed, the ears and eyes are clear, like a breeze and a wonderful shadow blowing by.

In a trance.

Flick your fingers.

Behind Chen Fusheng, one illusory towering pillar after another, seemed to emerge from the ground. At an incredible speed, a phantasm as vast as a sacrificial hall was formed.

Meanwhile.

Seven colors and nine colors are brilliant, distribute nine walls, the shape is peculiar, there is the momentum of the war and the noisy sky, and there is the scenery of the fairyland of rain and fog bamboo sea Qingning, and many wonderful images condense into the magnificent altar.

It is displayed behind Chen Fusheng and hangs above the temple.

At this moment.

The mana in Chen Fusheng's body, which had not yet fully recovered, skyrocketed in an instant!

Not only is it fully restored, but it is also doubled on the basis of the original!

With the mana he possessed at the moment, without the support of dragon cultivation medicine, he was enough to send two first-generation talismans in a row in his heyday, and he still had spare strength.

Chen Fusheng was so surprised that he couldn't help but have the passion of looking up to the sky and howling!

......

......

Baoqi Town, East Street.

Li Yuanbi was dressed in a white robe, with a rich temperament and a jade appearance, and appeared in a dilapidated and dilapidated tiled house.

Burst~~

A dark shadow struggled not far in front of him.

But then it burst like a bubble and came to naught.

Li Yuanbi slowly withdrew his hand and muttered:

"This is the nineteenth Ghouls, and while it's not worth a damn, I'm well ahead of the curve. ”

He raised his white and smooth palm and watched quietly.

It can be seen that on the edge of the palm altar, there is a silky vein, which begins to condense and is about to spread out.

Suddenly!

Li Yuanbi was struck by lightning!

His palms trembled violently.

At the same time, on the south side of the palm altar phantom, another identical altar phantom suddenly appeared.

But this new altar is clearer, more subtle, and more brilliant.

And the edge of the new altar has extended a light red light, which winds forward fiercely and arrogantly, as if it is about to rush out of the palm of the hand.

"Impossible!!"

Li Yuanbi's face changed drastically in an instant.

He could no longer maintain his iceberg coldness, his face was full of anger, and he quickly raised his head and looked at the sky to the south, his eyes full of disbelief and surprise.

"How is it possible that there is another Daomen altar in Baoqi Town??"

"Who the hell is it??"

......

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Baoqi Town, North Street.

Song Chongyang held the "coffin" heavy sword in his hand, sat on a rock with a big grin, picked up the blood-red gourd on his waist, and poured a sip of wine.

At this moment, in front of him, on the ground of a clump of dead trees and old forests, there was a monster like a wolf and a tiger, drenched in blood, and had died.

Song Chongyang raised his palm, looked at the palm, and said with a smile:

"What a mother's pride, Lao Tzu is about to surpass you!"

At the edge of the altar in his palm, a thread of veins was about to begin to condense.

Suddenly!

Song Chongyang squirted out a sip of wine and stared at his palm in shock.

At this moment, outside the phantom of his own altar, a brand-new altar appeared on the south side.

This new altar is clearer, more subtle, and more brilliant than his.

At the edge of the new altar, a light red light had already stretched out, winding forward fiercely and arrogantly, as if it was about to rush out of the palm of the hand.

"!!What's going on??"

Song Chongyang suddenly stood up, his eyes were as angry and shocked as devouring.

"How is it possible that there is still an altar of soldiers in Baoqi Town??"

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Baoqi Town, West Street.

Snowflakes are falling all over the sky, and the cold air is in front of several thatched huts.

Ji Pheasant was still wearing a cotton jacket and cotton pants, and her figure was like a fragment, gradually emerging from the flying snow.

In front of her, two strange-shaped monsters had died on the ground.

"Falling into the trap of my hunter, there is never a way to live. ”

Ji Pheasant murmured, laughing happily like a child.

Suddenly!

Her laughter stopped abruptly, as if sensing something, and instantly raised her hand.

At this moment, in the palm of her hand, outside her altar, in the south direction, a brand new altar appeared.

The new altar is clearer and more mysterious. A light red light had already stretched, winding forward fiercely and arrogantly, as if it was about to rush out of the palm of his hand.

"This??"

Ji Pheasant's face was gloomy, and he was shocked beyond measure.

"What's going on? Who's fighting for luck on South Street?"

"It's not like Changmen, it's not like a soldier, it's not like a Daomen!

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