Mrs. Tao was humiliated, and after her death, the monk was also furious.

Monks and monks are immortal, and the love of men and women is often just a kind of fun. Mrs. Tao, who was already a, couldn't get into the eyes of that monk, but it was just because the old love touched the scene many years ago. Unexpectedly, this woman was so ignorant of what to do, and she committed suicide.

As Tao Qianwen's parents and children arrived, the angry monk became so fierce that he killed all six members of the Tao family and two or three servants.

After Tao Qianwen, who returned home after waking up, pushed open the door, he saw a tragic hell, and his mind collapsed.

After such a catastrophe, this scholar, who had a successful and proud life, was full of hatred and had nowhere to vent his anger, but even so, he did not commit murder. Later, I found an old monk who was proficient in hexagrams, and after some deduction, I finally found out the identity of the real murderer.

Later, it was the revenge journey of this scholar whose heart demon had covered the heart of the sage and the sage. slaughtered that unpopular sect, and at that time, he was only at the peak of Yuanying's cultivation, and he was also almost alive under the siege of several elders of the opposing sect.

However, he fought for most of his life, and several sneak attacks, but he still killed the younger generation of that sect.

committed such a murder, and had no background to protect him, and since then he has become a Confucian sinner and a public enemy on the mountain. In order to save his life, by chance, he came to the Icefield State and entered the Demon Palace.

Such a scholar who thinks that he is elegant, knowledgeable, and talented, even in places like the Demon Palace, he still wins recognition and respect. And the big devil who took it under his command was also quite important to him, otherwise he would not have been pushed out to deal with Zhuo Yuming.

Tao Qianwen's cultivation is no different from the knowledge he has gained from reading, it is all accumulated step by step, and it is extremely solid.

Zhuo Yuming's Eight Desolation Divine Sword and Shenxiao Thunder Law shot repeatedly, but they were all scattered by him with a wave of his sleeves in an understatement.

The green shirt suddenly disappeared in place, Zhuo Yuming was shocked, and hurriedly urged his spiritual power, pushing his hands to the sides. The vast qi machine is like a mountain of seas, squeezing from the left and right sides. Huge golden words appeared in all directions, surrounding Zhuo Yuming in the center.

Tao Qianwen's big sleeves fluttered, and the power of mountains and rivers added to the text, squeezing down towards the white clothes in the middle.

Zhuo Yuming's spiritual power was drumming all over his body, and his clothes were fluttering.

Although he didn't go all out, looking at the leisurely appearance of the Confucian in Tsing Yi, it was obvious that he had a lot of strength.

The thunder raged, shattering all the golden words, and Zhuo Yuming flew out and broke free from the shackles. But as soon as he flew into the air, another mountain collided, and the rivers under his feet flooded, and the monstrous waves surged.

This Confucian scribe's methods are indeed good, and the visions of mountains and rivers are all manifested in his gestures.

The Eight Desolation Divine Knife urged with all its might, and the blue light flickered, destroying the mountains and breaking the mountains, and the rivers and rivers flowing.

Two figures, one green and one white, flickered in the air, fluctuating. The sword qi thunder light and the haoran qi were mixed with each other, and the collision was fierce. Under the raging majestic qi, the dust was raging, the trees were destroyed, and the earth was torn out one by one deep cracks.

Everyone raised their eyes and looked at the sky, all with solemn expressions.

These two people are hiding one and the other is a cave, and the atmosphere is so magnificent. Obviously, they are all the best in the same realm, and their magic powers are first-class, and their power is amazing.

The green shirt shook suddenly, and it was divided into three.

The three Tao Qianwen pounced from three directions at the same time, and they all stretched out with one hand, wanting to press on Zhuo Yuming's head.

The vast spiritual power covered the sky and the earth, and it actually blocked all sides of Zhuo Yuming's body, making it completely impossible for him to dodge. Tao Qianwen's body was erratic and difficult to find, and he appeared on Zhuo Yuming's side in an instant, and his three hands pressed on his heavenly spirit, qi sea, and back heart respectively.

The three key points were charged, and the three vast spiritual powers surged, blocking all the hundreds of bones of Zhuo Yuming's limbs in an instant, and all the spiritual power in his body was stagnant, and he couldn't flow.

Immediately afterwards, a white suit shattered in an uproar, turned into thunderbolts and thunderbolts, and exploded violently.

Two of the Tsing Yi were struck by thunder and dissipated instantly. Tao Qianwen's real body had already flown away and landed in the distance.

The scholar in the green shirt raised his head and looked at the real body in white in the distance, calm and relaxed.

Zhuo Yu, who used Lei Dun's incarnation as bait, saw that the other party was not hurt at all, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart. This Demon Palace scholar couldn't help but cultivate profoundly, and his reaction was extremely fast, and he actually saw through his false tricks at a glance.

The abacus failed, Zhuo Yuming was not discouraged, and when the spiritual power was running, another golden thunder light slashed down.

Tao Qianwen scattered the thunder light casually, his sleeve robe swayed, and a sudden wind blew on the top of the mountain.

Fierce winds swept in and howled. Some of the people of the Demon Palace Gate who have low cultivation even feel that it is difficult to stand firm, and if they don't catch the companions who have advanced cultivation beside them, I am afraid that they will be swept up by the wind. Zhuo Yuming, who was on the cusp of the storm, did not move, but his spiritual power was fully opened, stabilizing his body and being in the wind.

The dense wind blade was hidden in the storm, Zhuo Yuming sacrificed the Haotian Mirror, and the silver light spread out, erecting a barrier in front of him.

Countless wind blades slashed at the barrier of the primordial divine light, and there was an endless stream.

At first, the wind blade fell, and the silver light did not fluctuate, but the subsequent wind blade became stronger and stronger, more and more fierce, slashing on the silver light curtain, and even began to splash ripples. Later, even the silver light curtain oscillated more and more violently, and even cracks were cut out. However, the prohibition of Haotian Mirror is extremely strong, and when the cracks first appear, there will immediately be a silver light to fill it and stitch it up.

Tao Qianwen put his hands together, pulled horizontally, and a green wind blade in his hand condensed and formed.

Zhuo Yuming's hands behind the silver light barrier were sealed, and the five-colored thunder and light were swirling, and the thunder was bursting.

In the distance, a woman in a moon-white dress looked at the two of them, with a look of worry in her eyes.

"Uncle Sui, what do you think of the outcome of this battle?"

The worried woman couldn't help but open her mouth and asked the old man in black behind her. In her perception, the power of the spells accumulated in the hands of those two people was extremely amazing, but once they collided, she really didn't dare to predict who would kill the deer.

The old man in black standing behind him still had a cold look on his face, and when he heard the woman's question, his lips and teeth did not move, but he just said in true anger: "It's hard to say, it looks like half a catty and eight taels." Miss don't worry, the Lei Fa of the Zhuo boy is very domineering, and the nerd may not be able to catch it. ”

The relationship between Sui Jin and Tao Qianwen is not bad, and this Jiupin martial artist has always been polite to the scholars in the world.

After thinking about it for a while, Sui Jin said again: "Miss, you really have to remember a nerd." He probably didn't want to face Zhuo Xiaozi with life and death, and he hadn't sacrificed his natal magic weapon until now. This one can be regarded as a lot of concessions for him. ”

Shu Jinran nodded when she heard this.

Indeed, Zhuo Yuming has already sacrificed the Haotian Mirror, but that Tao Qianwen has always been an empty-handed enemy. How can there be a dignified monk who returns to the Tibetan realm and doesn't even have a decent magic weapon.

On the other side, the wind suddenly stopped, and the two of them, who had been accumulating for a long time, moved at the same time.

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