Shangguan Chuanyun looked at a ribbon circling in the wind on the flagpole in the corner of the city wall in the distance, and after a closer look, this thing was a black centipede essence with a little purple in it.

Seeing that it was a little purple on it, Shangguan pierced the clouds and said secretly, this is troublesome, it seems that this centipede essence has absorbed the purple qi of the human emperor.

Only in this way, the centipede spirit seems to have absorbed the dragon qi, so it dares to hide so blatantly and fly high on the flagpole, otherwise it would have been destroyed by the dragon qi a long time ago.

The dragon is humane luck, gathering the hearts of the people of the world in the imperial city, forming a form that people yearn for the most in their hearts, the hearts of people are endlessly changing, the same as the characteristics of the dragon, can go to the sky and the earth, can be clouds and rain, the most noble.

If a demonic aura appears here, it will be excluded. In the field where the dragon qi is formed, the demon qi that is suppressed cannot be used at all, and the cultivation of the bottom will still show its original form. This centipede essence can be used, firstly, it is profound, and secondly, it is estimated that it has been sealed by the emperor, and it is instantly lucky. Thus began to absorb the true dragon's qi.

Shangguan Chuanyun felt that this behavior of the emperor of the Great Liang Dynasty was a rhythm of death. Cultivators have all kinds of means, and although the luck of humanity will not be completely controlled by the emperor, it is a fact that the emperor has become a constitution.

As long as the emperor is willing to take the head, this centipede essence can absorb the luck of humanity in the open. No wonder there are purple lines on the back.

I saw a pair of soldiers walking past the flagpole, and one of the soldiers felt as if there was something on it, and looked up at the sky, and the flagpole banner was constantly swaying in the wind. I didn't notice anything, and I felt a little nervous. He shook his head and walked on.

Shangguan Chuanyun suddenly realized at this time that the centipede essence turned into its body and kept hovering on the banner surface, just to shake with the shaking of the banner, and to block the sight of the soldiers patrolling back and forth on the city below in this way to hide their tracks.

On top of this imperial city, although the centipede spirit had already absorbed some dragon qi, it could only play a role that did not exclude him. If you want to use the blinding method, the demonic qi will leak, and if you don't get it right, it will let the dragon qi detect it, and if you form a backlash, it is estimated that the mana will be greatly damaged, and the cultivation will fall.

It is also possible to be directly captured alive and pressed into prison, even after death, and will not be able to live unless the moment when the national fortunes collapse, but whether it can wait until that moment is not daring to say.

The prison is generally suppressed by the prison god, and the backing is the national fortune of a country, even if the Jindan real person enters it, it is difficult to get out, not to mention a demon cultivator who only has the realm of Dahuandan.

Suddenly, he felt that there was a fluctuation of vitality outside Baizhang, although there was only a trace of it, but Shangguan Chuanyun still noticed it.

It must have been leaked out by using spells, Shangguan Chuanyun knew that there was someone in that corner, but he didn't dare to use his divine sense to investigate. As long as you probe it, you will be discovered by the other party.

It was here that the centipede spirit hovering on the flagpole was also observed with instinctive night vision, and there was no thought in his heart, and he did not dare to add the slightest mental thought to it.

Cultivators have a well-connected facial sense, a sensitive sense of spirituality, can see subtle things, can perceive any disturbances, and some things about themselves, as long as they are not blinded by their minds, are even more sensitive to these things.

For example, some True Immortal Dao Ancestors, even in any corner of the Heavens and Ten Thousand Worlds, as long as he recited his name, he could sense it.

Therefore, the Taoist disciples burn incense and chant sutras every day in order to sense the patriarch's avenue, in order to gain clarity and gain the blessing of the patriarch.

Shangguan Chuanyun thought for a while, and decided to see who the fluctuation was just now, so he slowly moved towards the place where the spell fluctuated just now, and when he got closer, Shangguan Chuanyun saw a figure in a small alley with his spare eyes, and found a figure busy, and after a closer look, he found that it was Monk Wuchen.

Monk Wuchen is setting up an altar there, on which are full of all kinds of talismans, Wuchenzi is also wearing a bright yellow robe, but his hair is still a Taoist crown, which looks nondescript.

Constantly walking around irregularly, and planting a small flag on the ground from time to time. It seems that some kind of formation is being arranged, judging from the incense lit on the altar in front, this Wuchen monk is estimated to have just begun to arrange.

Shangguan Chuanyun suddenly realized, it seems that this Wuchen monk has already discovered the centipede essence, and he is already familiar with chasing this centipede essence from thousands of miles away. It seems that traces of centipede essence can be found.

Suddenly, two groups of soldiers crossed the city wall, and there was a brief blank period, and the direction of the flagpole became a blind spot.

The centipede spirit instantly seized the opportunity and turned into a black light and flew out like a sharp arrow.

"What is it?" asked one of the Commanders, sensing the slightest hint of an anomaly.

"Something seems to have flown over it. ”

"Go, take a closer look. ”

"It's the Commander. ”

A group of soldiers carefully probed the qualified corner, but found nothing.

The commander also felt that he was thinking too much, and his spirit was a little trance, so he explained a few words, let him strengthen his vigilance, and left this place.

The centipede spirit flew some distance from the city wall, landed more than three feet above the ground, and flew close to the ground.

It's not that I don't want to fly higher, but I don't dare.

When the centipede spirit was in mid-air, it was almost taken down by the human luck several times, although it has absorbed a little dragon qi now, but the human luck is not something that he can ignore now. What's more, flying in mid-air in the imperial city is originally a big disrespect, and luck only reacts instinctively, wanting to suppress the centipede essence.

The centipede spirit cautiously flew over the moat in front of the palace, and when it reached the opposite bank, it breathed a sigh of relief. Dark passages.

It's too depressing to stay in this palace, and if you're not careful, you'll show your original form.

But I felt some of the dragon qi I had absorbed, and my eyes became firm again, as long as I could absorb these dragon qi, I could definitely cultivate into a golden pill, and then slowly nourish myself with a country's qi luck, transform into a primordial god, and become an immortal is a matter of course.

The centipede spirit rolled on the ground for a while, turning into a large monk with a round body and a robe. That is, the emperor is very important to the high man Cihang Pudu. If you don't know that this person is a spirit, you will definitely be treated as a monk.

Cihang Pudu took out a rosary, pulled one off, threw it on the ground, and recited it silently for a while.

The rosary on the ground suddenly turned into a winged centipede, and the centipede flickered its wings, spun around in place, and stopped in front of Cihang Pudu.

I saw Cihang Pudu take out a piece of clothing from his arms, Shangguan Chuanyun's eyes shrank, it was his own clothes, Shangguan Hongyun's means, it was not difficult to find a piece of his belongings, and the three-foot Qingfeng also trembled slightly, and secretly said that it was not good, this is to use the smell to find himself.

Hurriedly got up and rushed quickly towards the back of the formation arranged by Wu Chenzi.

The little centipede with wings sniffed for a while, looked in a direction, and flew in the direction of Shangguan Chuanyun.

"Not good. "Shangguan Chuanyun is a little anxious, there is a shield in front of him, if he is against Cihang Pudu, it is estimated that there is no other way but to escape.

Shangguan Chuanyun hurriedly ran to the side of the formation arranged by Monk Wuchen, and found a hidden position to hide.

The winged centipede flew towards Shangguan Chuanyun. Cihang Pudu followed unhurriedly.

At this time, Monk Wuchen also happened to arrange the formation, but he had been paying attention to the surrounding environment.

Seeing Cihang Pudu performing the technique of searching for people, he flew towards his side. Wu Chenzi was overjoyed, and he was thinking about how to lead him into the formation, but he didn't expect him to come by himself.

Waiting excitedly for Cihang Pudu to rush in, once the wish of several years came true, Monk Wuchen's excited body kept shaking, and he couldn't stop, just like he had just come out of the prison and saw his old lover who had not seen him for many years.

Shangguan Chuanyun saw this Wuchenzi like this, a chill was blowing, and he tried his best to gather all his breath, not leaking a slight, Shangguan Chuanyun was also a little worried, I don't know if this Wuchen monk found out, that is, he found himself, and with Wuchen Monk's current state, he probably won't pay attention to himself.

All you need to do is hide in a relatively safe corner and wait for a move, and beat Cihang Pudu with the power of thunder, of course, if you can really kill it, it will be the best.

After making up his mind, Shangguan Chuanyun touched the bag of thunder in his arms. With a big determination in his heart, he found a big tree and slowly climbed up, not daring to use a trace of spells, and tightly constricted his breath and hid in the canopy.

Cihang Pudu followed the winged centipede step by step, and sure enough, the centipede that did not have wings plunged into the formation of Wuchen monk, Cihang Pudu was just about to follow in, but suddenly stopped.

Monk Wuchen and Shangguan Chuanyunxin, who was hiding in the tree, both mentioned their throats, and they didn't dare to let out the atmosphere. Shangguan Chuanyun simply held his breath and turned to internal breathing. His thoughts paused and he looked at Cihang Pudu's next move.

Cihang Pudu felt that something was wrong, as if he was in danger if he was moving forward.

But after thinking about it for a while, I felt that this time to kill Shangguan Chuanyun, it should be some terrible means for this person, so I felt a burst of shock, and secretly said that I need to be careful this time, maybe I will capsize in the gutter.

Cihang Pudu immediately decided that when he arrived, he would not be in a hurry to do it, and first observe this Shangguan Chuanyun to see if he had some terrible means.

At first, I thought it was Shangguan Hongyun who came to ask for help because he was not good at making a move. But now it seems that it is not to ask for help from yourself, but that you can't deal with it at all, otherwise it would be very easy for the general Hongyun Sanpin to take the life of a young man. is just some princes who are not taken seriously, and the identity of the above official Hongyun can be a killer, even if it is known, they don't dare to do anything with him.

Cihang Pudu felt that this matter was not so simple, and he was only doing it if he was sure that it was really sure that everything was safe. With his current identity, he can't let himself be ruined in order to repay his favor.

After making up his mind, he felt much more at ease, took a step forward and went directly into the array of Monk Wuchen. Cihang Pudu felt it instantly

A strange sound, a secret scream is not good. I felt that the heavens and the earth were reversed, and I entered a white field, and before I could react, I heard voices coming from all directions.

"Demon Slaying Array, up. ”

Monk Wuchen shook the glazed golden light flag in his hand and shouted.

In an instant, the fog was everywhere, Cihang Pudu took a breath, and felt that his mana was a little ineffective, but the trace of human emperor purple qi on his body turned in his body, and this discomfort was much less, and he secretly settled in his heart, although there was still some discomfort, it could not affect his use of spells, and he was still within his own range of acceptance. I heard a burst of laughter coming out of the void.

"Hahaha, the demon is dead, and the poor monk has been waiting for this day for a long time. ”

Cihang Pudu secretly screamed bitterly. This Wuchen monk chased and killed him for many years, but he didn't expect to disappear for more than a year, he thought he was dead, or he gave up, but he didn't expect to run to Shengjing.

I feel that the mana in my body is somewhat suppressed, and it seems that there are formations arranged around, which are useful for the demonic qi in my body, but it doesn't seem to have any effect on the human emperor's purple qi, as if I was waiting for myself. Just said.

"Master Wuchen, is that you? I don't know why the master is willing to let him go. ”

At this time, the surrounding mist opened a hole in front of Cihang Pudu, leading all the way to the place where Monk Wuchen was.

Cihang Pudu saw that there was a Dharma altar placed on a high platform, with all kinds of rune paper and magic weapons on it. Wu Chenzi stood behind the altar, holding a five-foot-long flag with a golden glass light in his hand.

When Cihang Pudu saw this, his eyes shrank and he blurted out.

"Glazed golden flags. ”

Obviously, Cihang Pudu knows this flag.

"Yes, this is the glazed golden banner of the real people. I can't think of it. Wu Chenzi groped for the flag with his hand and said, saying to Cihang Pudu.

"Demon, hand over the golden light book, the poor monk can let you autopsy and reincarnate. ”

Suddenly, Monk Wuchen's face turned hideous, stared at Ci Hangpu fiercely, and said.

"If not, the poor monk will drain your soul and refine your soul, and send your soul into the Nine Hells, so that you will never be able to live beyond life. ”

Cihang Pudu's heart tightened, the secret path is not good, how did Wuchen know that he has the golden light lawbook, you must know that this is a practice that can directly cultivate the real person, and it is the greatest foundation of his own life, and when he hears it, he feels that this matter is not good.

The fact that he has the Jinguang Zhenren inheritance method book has only been told to his sons that it is impossible for his son to betray him.

But Cihang Pudu instantly thought of something that made him extremely uneasy, he has many children and grandchildren, but there are only a few who can open his spiritual wisdom, but he has died a few times every year in the past few years, and he can't find any traces.

At first, I thought that my sons were doing nonsense with spells, and they were found by the masters to subdue demons and eliminate demons, after all, the road of cultivation is difficult, and it is inevitable that there will be injuries on the way, it seems that it is not an accident, it is the Wuchen monk.

It seems that Monk Wuchen has a premeditated plan for himself, and to take away his own golden light law book is to take his own life, it seems that this matter cannot be good.

Cihang Pudu secretly wields his mana, ready to attack at any time.