The moment Qin Yi took off the scroll, Meng Qingying, who had long been ambushed above the Hidden Dragon Observatory, immediately found that the dragon of luck had broken off, and the faint silk thread that had been holding it could not be separated was torn off.

Qin Yi didn't need to see this scene, and he knew that the treasure of the town's fortune was the painting he had taken down, not the sword of the founding of the country.

But Qin Yi did not completely fool Lingxu, of course, the sword of the founding of the country still has a certain amount of national fortune in it, and it has not been dissipated in it, and now there is still the last trace of luck hidden for Daqian to continue for a few years......

Corresponding to reality, that is, someone is about to rebel, but it will not be possible to overthrow the big cadres within a few years or even more than ten years. When the luck was gone, the great cadres also died. So the heroes competed for the deer, and it was another world storm, and a new emperor rose. It's almost this kind of historical wheel, the "qi" that the immortals talk about, and the deduction of the combination of the vicissitudes of the world.

According to this deduction, if Emperor Daqian can wake up and cut off the involvement with Dahuanxi Temple, then even if the national fortune is taken away by Meng Qingying, it may not be possible to recondense the new mountains and rivers and dragon qi. The origin is scattered, and the transportation comes and goes, it is not immutable, his foundation is very good, and he can still be saved.

It's a pity that this emperor is absolutely unaware of this, and he feels that at this time, the country is in his own hands is the glory of the ancestors.

Then it's hopeless, it's dead and you have to say goodbye.

Qin Yi was moving forward quickly in the tunnel, his goal was only half achieved, and the other half was to see if there was a chance to smoke a cold son and destroy the Great Huanxi Temple at the core of this matter, otherwise no hero would be able to withstand the simple suppression of these monks.

So of course, you have to go over and take a look, maybe you can find this opportunity with Meng Qingying.

But he doesn't have a bottom in his heart, mainly because of ...... This matter has already been intervened by the Wandao Immortal Palace Mouzong, and if nothing else, it is Zheng Yunyi.

If this gang intervenes, the trend of the situation will have twists and turns, and it may not be as he wants.

In any case, it is always necessary to dive in and observe.

Most of them didn't expect that Lingxu finally gave him the secret passage map, which was not only sneaking over, but also included the control cores of many mechanism formations, which was a bit of a trick.

Qin Yi flew through the secret passage, and at this time, Meng Qingying also appeared from the shadow, thousands of ghosts cried, and the Taoist priests guarding the stargazing platform did not even have the strength to resist, and they all fainted to the ground in an instant.

"Really, someone always thinks I'm murderous, I'm still a good talker. Meng Qingying stretched out his hand, and the huge dragon-shaped phantom actually looked up to the sky and groaned, and then his body stretched out vigorously, like a river, across the night sky.

The observation image of a mountain and river dragon vein is really like a living thing.

This dragon shape is like a starlight composition, flickering and flickering, but the image is relatively empty, only vague star shadows, but it has eyes. There are no whites in the eyes, and the entire pupils are as black as ink, like a ghost.

Then the shadow looked down, and looked at Meng Qingying together, Rumo's eyes were a little resistant and struggling, but after all, he was still docile, and slowly turned into stars again, entering Meng Qingying's body.

Meng Qingying closed his eyes, his long hair suddenly floated up, and a pitch-black dragon appeared behind him, winding upward, and the faint sound of the dragon's groan roared for nine days.

She is merging with the dragon form, refining it into her own puppet.

With the luck of mountains and rivers as a trick, even the predecessors of the Vientiane Sen Luo Sect rarely play like this, this is Meng Qingying's own courage and madness.

This refining would not have taken too long, because she had been casting spells for a long, long time, and this dragon form had actually carved her imprint a long time ago, but she had always been suppressed and could not get out of the shackles of Daqian, so it had been delayed so far. Now that it is completely severed, it is no longer a problem, it only takes a few breaths for her to erase the remaining Daqian brand in the dragon soul and take it away.

As for how to cultivate it in the future, it will take a long time, and this will be her natal puppet.

But for just a few breaths, she couldn't go smoothly.

A bewitching Heavenly Maiden's soul silently entwined, and at the same time, a golden Buddha palm appeared in the sky, pressing towards the top of her head.

Meng Qingying smiled slightly, and a bewitching Heavenly Maiden also appeared in her arms, entangled with the attacking Heavenly Maiden, and the two of them were getting farther and farther away.

This kind of soul of the Heavenly Maiden is basically the concubine of the attendant Ming that everyone in the Great Huanxi Temple has, and it can be used to charm the enemy, and it can be used for his daily double cultivation when he retreats, Qin Yi has seen it several times. Different grades at all levels, the effect is also different, this thing from Guan Lone's hand, as long as you get close, it is one of the most terrible pills in the world, and it can make people instantly turn into beasts that can only estrus.

But Meng Qingying had already prepared, using the magic weapon Heavenly Maiden from the same source, after her Vientiane Senluo method of sacrifice, it also became a Tengyun-level treasure, due to the similarity of the roots, the other party's charm was completely canceled out, and the soul body was entangled, and it was impossible to get close to half an inch.

If Qin Yi was here, she would recognize that this was the magic breaker she had traded with Qin Yi in Hongfa Temple...... She said to Qin Yi that this thing was only used to replace death when she dealt with the Tengyun Xiao Dan Tribulation, and it had always been a lie, and this was specifically to leave a back hand to deal with the Great Huanxi Temple.

This was her foresight, and she had been prepared to deal with the Great Joy Temple a long time ago.

I didn't hesitate to even have my handkerchief changed by the man to blow my nose......

Bah. Meng Qingying took a sip secretly, but his hand didn't stop, and a flying shuttle rose into the sky, thousands of shadows were like silk, overlapping in the dark night, and the huge golden Buddha palm in the sky was instantly tied to black, and it could no longer fall.

Tengyun-level Meng Qingying is much stronger than when Hongfa Temple fought with Qin Yi.

It's also a lot harder.

In the darkness, a Buddha light broke through the night and flew towards Meng Qingying on the high platform.

Meng Qingying was gone, and he didn't know where he had escaped. The light of the Buddha faded, revealing the figure of the silence, and the shadows around him were swaying longingly, as if there were thousands of grinning mouths, as if they were all sneering.

Guan Jing turned his head to look around, and the scene around him like a ghost prison did not make his expression ripple at all, but asked lightly: "How do you have the statue of Concubine Ming of my Great Huanxi Temple in hand? ”

Of course Meng Qingying will not answer him, she is in the dark and hurrying to erase the Great Qian brand of the Dragon of Luck, if the brand is not erased, she can't take it away, this is not the time to fight with Guan Lin at all.

Guan Lin didn't ask again, and suddenly put his palms together.

A fierce bright light gathered in front of him, and then it scattered like the sun, and in the blink of an eye the dark night was as bright as day.

The light of the Buddha shines brightly in the magic of the Great Huanxi Temple! This is not an ordinary light, every light can kill people!

There are two systems in the Great Huanxi Temple, and Guanshan is a law cultivation, not a martial cultivation, so Meng Qingying's rating for him is the sixth layer of Tengyun, not the rating of martial cultivation.

Under the light of the Buddha, Meng Qingying's slender figure appeared in the night, and she waved her sleeves casually, as if she was hiding a mirror.

The Buddha's light was blocked by the mirror and reflected back, as if it had been prepared for a long time with restraint.

This shows how long she has been using her allies as imaginary enemies.

But at this moment, a sword aura was sandwiched in the Buddha's light, and it roared.

Meng Qingying's heart was slightly stunned, no one in Dahuanxi Temple used a sword.

She didn't have time to think about it, Shadow Shuttle crashed into the sword qi and accurately blocked it.

Sudden changes.

The sword qi was not a sword qi, and it suddenly exploded at the moment of blocking, turning into thick smoke, and as soon as it exploded, it directly wrapped around Meng Qingying's body, and he also knew that Meng Qingying didn't need to breathe at all, so he directly drilled into the pores all over his body.

Poison!

Meng Qingying's mana refining dragon form instantly became disordered, and the dragon looked up to the sky and roared, and there was a tendency to break away.

Meng Qingying turned his head angrily, and saw a white-clothed swordsman standing with his hands in his hands, no matter how he looked at it, he was a sword cultivator.

What is available is poison.

"Doctor's fortune plan, Wandao Immortal Palace!" Meng Qingying's heart flashed this thought, only to know that this matter had the participation of others. She didn't have time to think about anything, and the magic weapon of meditation over there had already arrived in front of her.

It was a bowl.

As soon as he came to her, it was like a demon opening its mouth.

"Stay, beauty. The sound of laughter rang out in his ears with great triumph.

Meng Qingying gritted his teeth, and quickly blocked it in front of him with a dragon-shaped puppet that had not been controlled at all, and at the same time, the high platform collapsed instantly, and Meng Qingying had already escaped under the high platform in the smoke.

When it comes to all kinds of escapes to save lives, few people can compare to Meng Qingying.

But the blood she left behind could already be seen in the smoke.