Hugh should despise the scattered immortals who do not have the blessed land of the cave as the foundation of the Dao, and look at the scattered people of the first dynasty of the Han Dynasty, collect the heads of a hundred schools, and use the method of martial arts acupoints to awaken the brain god in the mud pill point in the mind, and shape the face into their own general, and then fortunately the Shinto opened up the essence of Futian, and opened up this brain god together with the acupuncture hole, opened up into the brain hole god kingdom "Mud Pill Palace", and then used the Xuanmen sacrifice to refine the magic weapon, and refined a spiritual gourd into a "pot sky".

The three are linked to each other, the acupuncture point, the kingdom of God, and the pot rely on each other, and it has become a blessed land cave that can be carried with you, with the art of cursing and impeaching ghosts and gods, the method of saving people with water and herbs, hanging the pot to help the world, saving the lives of many people, and the humanity has merit, and has won the gratitude of countless people, condensed into acres of merit and clear light, and there is the accumulation of incense and trust, and can almost open up the way of scattering immortals, establish a great religion, and obtain superior Taoist fruits.

It's a pity that at the end of the Second Dynasty, in the Great War of the Gods, he thought that he was a disciple of the three sects of Xuanmen, and he was specially embarrassed by the Immortal Dynasty, but he was killed by the emperor at that time, and a true spirit was on the list of gods, and he also became the star monarch of Sanyuan.

It's just that Fei Changfang has his own roots, in addition to the power of faith that belongs to him from the heavenly court, there are also scattered immortal Dao fruits, as well as a steady stream of incense and trust, and he is also the ancestor of the "Hugong" lineage on the ground, and his confidence is very strong, compared to the disciples of Xuanmen, it seems a bit unfathomable.

Zhang Chi's suspicion is exactly like this, he is worried that this Jianghu Warlock is a scattered immortal of the Changfang family of the pot public expense, disguised his identity, and came from the game world, and he has not thought about it deeply.

At the same time, Ba Liming saw that the Yang God Monk Zhou Linfeng was cursed, lying on the ground in unstoppable pain, his heart did not relax at all, he took an arrow step, his left foot just landed, and his right leg was like a whip, and he slapped the whip leg fiercely and whipped this person's body.

"Click...... "Two clicks, even if Zhou Linfeng has a talisman iron cloth shirt and a true yuan body protector, he can't bear Ba Liming's nirvana leg technique, and his chest and ribs are broken in response, hurting the heart, lungs, intestines and stomach and other internal organs, and he almost vomits blood.

Zhou Linfeng was in danger, violently pinched a yellow dragon jade pendant, and performed the escape technique, and wanted to escape. Who knows, which of the nearby monks is not an easy person, and they have long used the prohibition of "rejecting the earth for steel", turning the area around the crater of the Lonely Mountain into a forbidden place to cut off the art of retreat.

As a result, this Yang God monk grabbed the ground with his head and did not run away, but instead bumped his face covered with blood, and his appearance was extremely embarrassed, and he did not have the majestic style of killing the star official between his hands and feet before.

At this moment, Zhou Linfeng opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood, using the blood escape of the Wu clan that he rarely had the opportunity to come into contact with, and the whole person turned into a blood light like a match, and then separated eight blood arrows from southeast, northwest, southeast, northeast, southwest, and northwest to flee to different directions.

This move was much unexpected by the monks present, even if Ba Liming's eyes were fast, he only stopped the next blood arrow, and his five fingers were crushed with all his strength, and as a result, the agate-like red crystal fragments fell in a flutter, and even he fell in vain.

The rest of the people immediately intercepted it, knowing that if Zhou Linfeng escaped, in front of everyone, it would be a slap in the face, so they even took out the ability to press the bottom of the box.

Zhang Chi saw that a monk took out a silver mirror, and there was a hexagonal frost flower on the back, and at least one of the blood arrows shone at it, and a cold light instantly pierced it, and the jade stone was burned, shattering the blood arrows.

There are also monks who perform the technique of positive and negative instruments, and the blood light, which was originally as fast as an arrow from the string, turns back in an instant, and castration does not decrease at all, that is, it reverses the time and space of the narrow area, turning "go" into "come".

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As the monks present showed their magical powers, one after another blood arrows were broken, everyone's mood suddenly became anxious, when the last blood light was broken by the "palm thunder", but it did not shake out the true body of the Yang God monk Zhou Linfeng, they finally couldn't hold it back.

On the other hand, Zhang Chi of Longqiu City Wall Mountain, with the clairvoyance of the second-order Dao technique, always watched the movements of the Lonely Mountain, and found that the blood arrows of the eight directions turned into the blood escape method of the Wu clan were just a disguise, and he immediately understood that this Yang God monk who could kill gods in one fell swoop was not a fluke to become famous.

Injured by Ba Liming's brute force, Zhou Linfeng estimated that it would be difficult for him to escape, so he used his earth escape in public, but he was banned and counterattacked, and he was injured and bleeding on the spot, which gave a strong hint to the surrounding monks. Then he performed an unexpected blood escape technique, and the blood arrows of the eight directions that were differentiated attracted the attention of many people. is so skillful in the use of the magic land, he is worthy of being a warlock from the rivers and lakes, and a big man in casual cultivation. ”

Zhang Chi's eyelids drooped, looking down at a trace of blood, snaking down from the Lonely Mountain, and then flying against the grass, and suddenly understood the roots of this Yang God monk.

"Eight falsehoods and one truth! In the realm of fiction and reality, truth and illusion, it is quite a good cultivation. It's a pity that even I didn't hide it, let alone the one behind the secret attack on you. ”

As the saying goes: good things don't go out, bad things spread thousands of miles. The crow's mouth is always very bright, and as soon as the words fell, the peripheral "Jianghu Warlock" had sharp eyes, found the gray line of the grass snake, and then cast a curse, shattering the faint blood shadow, revealing the figure of the Yang God Monk.

Zhou Linfeng endured the backlash of the escape technique, the whole body was full of ants biting, the blood escape technique that consumed two percent of the blood in his body, as well as the injuries of fractures, the heavy injuries of the eggs, and the trauma of the internal organs, which made him dizzy for the first time, and he actually had the desolate feeling of running out of oil and lamps.

The only way to save oneself is to give up the Xingguan Godhead, but after working hard for a long time, at the risk of being punished by heaven at any time when killing the gods, he married someone else, which was the unbearable result of the proud Zhou Linfeng.

So, he stood up desperately, consumed the last bit of spiritual power, and stimulated the "Divine Armor Horse" hidden in his legs, leaned down, and continued to run wildly.

This time it was unexpected by many people, Zhang Chi estimated that few monks could have this tenacious will, and he couldn't help but secretly applaud in his heart, and carefully looked at the direction of Zhou Linfeng's escape.

"Lingjiang! I guess that a cautious person like him must have arranged a secret hand in a certain direction on the bank of the river, or turned defeat into victory, or accelerated the Scuds to escape. ”

What Zhang Chi could think of, the monks on the Lonely Mountain didn't take into account, the Shenxing armor horse can make people as fast as a galloping horse, but some escape techniques are as fast as an eagle falcon.

A young Jianghu warlock, who didn't know what luck he had taken, actually had this lightning-like body technique, and appeared on the embankment of the Lingjiang River first, just blocking the way of the Yang God monk Zhou Linfeng, and raising his hand was a fierce thunder fire sand.

When the Shenxing Jiama touches this thing, it is slightly contaminated, and after two or three breaths, it can be burned to ashes on the spot, instantly breaking Zhou Linfeng's trump card of escape.

At this moment, sensing that there were pursuers behind him, and there was an interception in front of him, the desperate Yang God monk did not continue to move forward and tried to escape with a reserved rear hand, but bent on the spot and fled towards Longqiu City.

When approaching the city gate, Zhou Linfeng looked up at Zhang Chi on the city wall, the two looked at each other slightly, for some reason, this Yang God monk smashed the star official godhead that he had obtained with great difficulty, and it just fell into Zhang Chi's hands impartially.

This kid has reached a desperate situation of life and death, and he can still have such a good attitude and set up such a ruthless poisonous scheme!

Zhang Chi caught the Xingguan Godhead with his hand, did not throw it, but held it in his hand, held it with one hand, and played with it slowly, without paying attention to the monks who came in one after another.