Looking at the top of the cliff and the square of the Fu Array, a fierce battle is in full swing.

The five Yin corpse puppets are already extremely miserable at this moment, the bright red wedding dress with bright optical fiber is torn everywhere, and the dark and dry body inside can be vaguely seen, the yin corpse puppet with a tulle red hijab has been scattered, the cyan strange face has been deformed, the terrifying fangs have all been broken, and the eyes flashing with a strange green light have all been punctured, and one of the puppets has an arrow inserted in its eye socket, which is Ning Baifeng deliberately hit the arrow in the arm, and then pulled it off and inserted it with his backhand.

After a long battle, Ning Baifeng tried to break through twice, but he was stopped by the arrows shot from the eaves and the cooperation of the five puppet Yin Corpse Array, and at the cost, Ning Baifeng's left arm and shoulder blade were hit by arrows again, but there was no major problem.

Ning Baifeng kicked the Yin Corpse Puppet on the left side, and with a fist of his right hand, wrapped in sword qi, he smashed the head of the Yin Corpse Puppet with the red hijab on the opposite side.

There was a thud.

The Yin Corpse Puppet was slammed to the ground, and the big red hijab exploded into a flying wire again.

Since then, the veils of the five Yin Corpse Puppets have all been dispersed.

Ning Baifeng's feet did not stop, dodging to avoid the attack from behind.

Then he strode out, stepped on the head of the Yin Corpse Puppet that was about to get up, and his body immediately rose and jumped, about to get out of the Five Puppet Yin Corpse Array.

The arrows on the cornices reappear as attack faults.

Such a long burst of arrows had already caused a great load on Fu Zheng, and his right arm went from one fingertip to the deeper bone marrow in his shoulder.

Fu Zheng didn't know why the young man below had such amazing physical strength, he had been besieged by the five puppet Yin Corpse Array for so long, and he didn't see how much his speed slowed down, even if he had been hit by three arrows on his body, he couldn't feel the pain like a Yin corpse puppet, and he still punched like a storm, and his body pulled out four afterimages, and the Yin Corpse puppet he hit had almost no close strength, and the young man even had the potential to become more and more brave the more he fought.

Seeing that the young man was about to get out of trouble, Fu Zhengqiang took a breath, gritted his teeth and pulled the arrow, but he couldn't pull the most suitable arc for shooting.

Although the young man in mid-air is about to get out of trouble, it is also the most fatal moment, being in mid-air, unable to toss and turn, is the best live target for archers.

The volley is clearer.

Ning Baifeng still understood.

After facing the enemy for so long, the arrows shot from the eaves began to slow down again and again, although this slowness was extremely subtle, and ordinary martial artists in the lower three realms couldn't feel it at all, but Ning Baifeng clearly captured this.

Once when he practiced the way stick method with Su Veteran, the old man's speed was as fast as the wind, and the offensive was like rain hitting plantains, Ning Baifeng slowly adapted to this speed from the initial beating, until he slowly caught up with this speed, so he felt the most profound about the subtleties that occurred when attacking quickly.

Therefore, Ning Baifeng's offensive is getting faster and faster, and in order not to be left behind, he can only passively speed up the speed of archery, which is okay for a while, and if it exceeds a certain time, it will reach the limit.

And when Ning Baifeng caught the attack fault again, he immediately knew that the opportunity had come.

Therefore, he did not hesitate to rise to his feet.

At this moment, Fu Zheng's forehead was already bruised, cold sweat was like rain, the longbow was pulled with great difficulty until it was full, but the fingers did not obey the call, and the arrow shot out with a scream.

Ning Baifeng forcibly twisted in the air, trying to catch the arrow with his left rib, intending to exchange his injuries for a chance to get out of trouble.

Suddenly, a golden light swept in from afar.

The arrows that traveled through the air were hit by the golden light.

A bell rang.

The arrow exploded into a mass of pieces, and the golden light was undamaged, flashing above the Yin Corpse Golem, and then split into five, emitting a misty golden light, enveloping the five Yin Corpse Golems in it.

Ning Baifeng fell a foot away, full of vigilance.

After seeing the five golden rays of light, Fu Zheng on the eaves widened his eyes and shouted in horror: "City God Bell!"

Although Fu Zheng didn't know the plan of Liu Dashi and the three earth immortals, he knew very well that Xu Xingzhou, who was looking at the sea cliff together

where.

There was a conversation before, this Great Elder of Liuli Valley actually plotted the Golden Body Law of the Emperor of Haicheng, and wanted to use it to refine into the five Yin Corpse Puppets, and even planned to refine the five Yin Corpse Puppets into lifelike objects.

Now that the City God Bell has appeared here, it can only mean that their plan has failed, and Xu Xingzhou has failed.

And failure often means death.

On the cliff of Wanghai, a grand bell rang out over the cliff.

The bells of the five golden bells continued to spew out flames with golden light.

The five Yin Corpse Puppets seemed to be extremely afraid of the golden light shrouded in their bodies, black smoke kept coming out, and the blazing golden flames fell on the big red wedding dress, which instantly spread to the whole body, billowing the black smoke of the Yin Corpse Puppet's burning, but they couldn't get rid of the shroud of the golden bell, and terrifying roars kept coming from the Yin Corpse Puppet.

The yin and evil things in the world are the most afraid of the treasure of masculinity and righteousness.

Although the Chenghuang Bell is not a special treasure, it has been hung on the Chenghuang Pavilion for many years, enjoying the incense offerings of the people of Haicheng, and even many practitioners have smashed the fairy money into it in order to make friends with the Chenghuang, and the Confucian or calligrapher monk inscribed poems and lettering on the bell, and the aura of Haoran is attached to it, and there is the great virtue and righteousness brought by the rising sun, which adds to the power of this thing.

The Emperor of Haicheng did not use an abacus that was not calculated by others, but used this clock for this reason.

Although the power of such treasures is limited to cultivators, for evil path monsters, they are just inherently restrained.

Ning Baifeng had been fighting against the Yin Corpse Puppet that he had not been able to take down for so long, and under the golden light flame spit out by the City God Bell, the ice and snow melted until they turned into flying ashes and were completely annihilated.

From the arrival of the City God Bell to the demise of the Yin Corpse Puppet, it only took a few breaths.

But even in just a few breaths, Fu Zheng felt cold all over his body, and even the blazing sun above his head could not bring the slightest warmth.

When he shot the last arrow, Fu Zheng knew that it was already his limit, and he couldn't shoot an arrow with a bow again in a short time.

Now that he has lost the clamp of the Yin Corpse Puppet, he can't shoot arrows, which is worse than the former Qi Cang.

Therefore, at this moment, there is only one thought in Fu Zheng's mind.

Escape!

But as soon as this thought arose, he saw that the three afterimages of the young man below had disappeared, and his figure had already stepped on the tall stone turtle-head in front of the cross-sea hall, and then left an afterimage again, and the figure disappeared.

Only when he really faces the opposite directly, does Fu Zheng know how fast this young man is. Your own arrows can hit the opponent, not because your arrows are fast, but because the opponent is pinned down and can only exchange space for injuries.

Now that he has lost his restraint, the speed of the young man has exploded with all his might, as fast as a ghost.

At this moment, Fu Zheng finally understood the reason why Qi Cang, a rough-skinned and thick-skinned martial artist, was pressed and beaten until he died.

Fu Zheng suddenly felt that the light above his head was dim.

Looking up slightly, I saw a figure with the sun on its back, like a goshawk pounced on a rabbit, with the power of thunder, and pressed down heavily.

At this moment, a feeling of despair spread in Fu Zheng's heart.

There was a loud bang.

The ferocious fist fell to the ground like a meteor.

The left half of the temple collapsed.

After a long time, a figure with a longbow in hand stepped out of the smoky ruins.

Haicheng God's Pavilion, inside the main hall.

Haichenghuang Jiang Mo looked at Yuanyang Island in the far distance of the sea, and said, "This is the person you are waiting for?"

Dong Yu sat on the threshold of the City God Pavilion, with a look of lovelessness, "Don't you think it's ironic, after waiting for three years, I thought it was a beauty, but I didn't expect it to be a man!"

Jiang Mo shook his head and said: "What you want is an opportunity to break through the realm, not to find a Taoist partner, what is the difference between a man and a woman." ”

Dong Yu raised his head, glared at him, and said angrily: "How is it no difference!

Matter, do you want me to kiss me with a man?"

Speaking of this, Dong Yu shuddered all over.

Jiang Mo took out the abacus, like a secular bookkeeper, and knocked on the abacus beads cracklingly, "When you asked Jiang for arithmetic three years ago, I already reminded you that everything is fate, and no one can help it. ”

Dong Yu disdained to argue, three years ago he traveled here, and heard that the city god here was a master of the art school, so he sought to calculate and point out the opportunity to break the realm.

The instructions I got were Jing Street, the wine shop.

After thinking about it carefully, I understood the meaning, Jingjie said advanced, and the wine shop said that it was to save lives.

At this point, Dong Yu has been soaking in the Jingjie wine shop all year round, waiting for someone who will help him break through the mysterious bottleneck, but the word Yuanyang on Yuanyang Island has made him start to think about it, Yuanyang's homonym is Mandarin duck, how not to make people look forward to a beauty, when the time comes, the two of them will break through the realm together, and they will live and breathe, which is simply wonderful.

However, when Ning Baifeng helped him up outside the wine shop, even if Dong Yu was about to get drunk to death, he also felt the arrival of someone destined in the dark, but he never thought that it was a man!

This is also fateful, it's just a bad fate!

The more Dong Yu thought about it, the more aggrieved he became, and mocked at Hai Chenghuang: "You are so good at calculations, why didn't you calculate your own calamity!"

Jiang Mo stopped knocking on the bead's hand and was silent.

Quietly, a bell rang from far away.

Jiang Mo said at this time: "The so-called self-care is chaos, the fortune tellers in ancient times have always counted people and not themselves, even if I can calculate Qi Yan's plan, but I can't calculate the plot of Shanchenghuang, the key is the word 'counting people'." ”

"There are many fates, not calculated by people, the gods of mountains and rivers shelter a place, but they are also sheltered by the number of qi in a place, which belongs to the sorrow covered by heaven, so naturally it is impossible to budget. ”

"This change in Dinghai City, from the beginning of the internal strife in the Xue family, I thought it was just a trivial matter, until it was out of control later, it was beyond the reach of the whip. ”

Jiang Mo sighed, smoothed out all the abacus, and hung it on the lintel again.

Dong Yu looked at the four gilded characters on the abacus, and suddenly felt very tired, "It's boring." ”

Then he turned around and walked into the City God's Palace, sat on the futon, took out the mustard seed bag from his arms, and began to take out things, scolding and scolding in his mouth by the way, "Poor ghost, you are still a big elder, Liuligu bullied the land lord, and the treasures obtained by scraping the ground outside the city have all gone into the pockets of the disciples and grandchildren, you really have not caught a single hair except for the dead corpse, even if you are poor, I will suffer with it." ”

Haichenghuang Jiang Mo had something in his heart, and when he heard these broken thoughts, he was really a little impatient, and said angrily: "Didn't I give you a hundred Tongbao money, plus that black robe and lotus crown, you have already made a lot of money." ”

Dong Yu shook the black robe on his hand, and exhaled angrily: "There is a smell of dead corpses, and there is such a heavy evil spirit, how can an upright young man like me wear it on his body to swagger through the market!"

Hai Chenghuang suddenly froze.

I have been sitting in the city god for hundreds of years, I have read countless people, and I have seen shameless, but I have never seen such a cheeky and shameless one.

A bronze bell glowing with golden light returns from the sea.

Jiang Mo waved his sleeves and summoned it to the main hall, suspended in mid-air, spinning non-stop, "Put the robe and lotus crown into the bell, and I will return it to you after half a month, but first say it, you can pay for the immortal money that needs to be consumed!"

As soon as Dong Yu heard this, he immediately hurriedly threw the black robe and lotus crown into the bell.

He deliberately said that, not only disgusting Jiang Mo, but also asked Jiang Mo to use the incense contained in the City God Bell to refine the evil qi in the black robe, and according to his own estimate, he might be able to raise the grade.

Jiang Mo also knows it.

The bronze bell roared back to the top of the City God Pavilion.

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