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In front of Changle Palace, the Tianhe River crosses both banks, looking at it from afar, it is vast for tens of thousands of miles, the sun and the moon are infested, there is no boundary, and heaven and man are separated. (Please search, the novel is better and faster!)

The dragon boat rides the wind and waves, there are more than ten zhang, decorated with tortoiseshell, jade, gemstone, Yingluo, lamp, pearl, relics, accompanied by silver crab, golden beetle, red parrot, white finch, seven treasures and four treasures, inch by inch beads, dazzling, magnificent.

Jing You sat on the bow of the boat at the south end, and the magic weapon Donghua Ciguang Star Ruler Jade Light on the top of her head flowed like water, gently shaking, thousands of blue lotus flowers bloomed, Ambilight, and forgot the vulgar.

Song Qing's eyebrows were combed into a fairy bun, the goose-yellow palace skirt was corseted, outlining the perfect curve between the chest and the waist, and the crystal jade feet were exposed, comparable to a flawless work of art. ”

Jing Younan slowly opened his eyes, the black water true qi in his body was running, and the water and gas around him were surging in wisps, forming rain and mist nectar, cool and comfortable, he glanced at the slightly anxious beauty in front of him, and said, "There is a forbidden sky array to isolate the world, it is difficult for birds to cross, and there is no way to be slow, so wait with peace of mind." ”

Song Qingmei lifted the hem of her skirt, sat down, exhaled a breath of turbidity, sighed faintly, and said, "I'm concerned about it, I don't know how, when I think of the woman we met, I feel upset and irritable, and I always feel that something bad is happening." ”

The fragrance of Sen Senran's daughter lingered around her, Jing Younan raised her eyebrows, and said, "That woman is moody and has a changeable temperament, and the forbidden air array of Changle Palace has no effect on her, it is really elusive." ”

"Yes," Song Qingmei clasped her hands on her knees, the corners of her skirt fluttered, and said softly, "In the six royal families, that is, the ** scriptures that I cultivate myself, she can call out the calendar in one bite, which is really incomprehensible." ”

"The soldiers are coming, and the water is coming to cover the earth," Jing Younan stretched out his hand, took the beauty into his arms, stared at the delicate face close at hand, and said, "Although that woman is weird and her realm is not high, she is also a foundation building monk, and I am sure that I will win the battle against her." The voice is not loud, but the confidence is overflowing, like gold and jade.

"Thank you Lang Jun," Song Qingmei smiled sweetly at first, and then said in a loud tone, "I am bound to get the ground scroll in the three volumes, and I will not let go no matter what." ”

Jing Younan held the beauty in his arms, and where the tentacles were touched, nephrite was warm and fragrant, and he couldn't help but relax and said, "Okay, have a good rest, the Changle Palace and his party will not be smooth sailing." ”

"Well," Song Qing lowered her eyebrows and agreed, hanging down her mantis, and the bright moon swayed and shone on her round and small ears. The night breeze was blowing, and the two of them were leaning on each other at the bow of the boat, each with their own thoughts and calculations, but there was only a Dao heart that pursued immortality, and the water was wide and cloudy, and it could not be stopped.

After three days, the dragon boat arrived at the Changle Palace, at this time, it appeared, the Changle Palace was high in the colorful clouds, the glow was rising, Qionglou Yuyu, just like the real heavenly palace.

The two tied the Qibao dragon boat to the bronze tripod fish pillar on the shore, simply tidied up the crown, climbed the jade steps, and the railings on both sides were painted with fairy birds and spirit animals, fairy stories, and layers of halo were spread.

"Let's go," Jing Younan shook his clothes, the treasure light spread out to both sides like a curtain, and the spiritual weapon Donghua Ciguang Xingchen Ruler protected his body and entered the main hall.

Before he could see the scene in the hall clearly, a burst of ghost sounds suddenly sounded in the void, and a big black hand pressed down, and the runes on it were raised, faintly visible, and the hideous two-headed demon was about to come out.

"Hmph," Jing Younan was already on full alert, and he didn't panic in the chaos, and with a finger of his hand, the Donghua Ciguang Star Ruler flew up, blooming thousands of blue lotus flowers, and wrapped the pitch-black big hand at once.

"Extinguish," the mantra spat out\

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The uffoc jade ruler talisman lit up, the dragon pattern phoenix seal, shining brightly, countless green silks hung down on the blue lotus, and the needle pierced into the big hand. A terrible scream sounded, and in the corner of the main hall, a cloud of extremely dark mist was churning, and several grimaces appeared, either greedy, vicious, or sinister, and terrifying.

"It's a thousand phantom ghost faces," Song Qingmei walked over from behind, his expression solemn.

The Thousand Phantom Ghost Face is a kind of demonic thing that only exists in the Yellow Spring of Hell in the legend, and is good at giving birth to the souls of the living, coming and going like the wind, gathering and scattering, and is very difficult. What's even more terrifying is that this kind of ghost can also transform into a demon that ravaged the world in ancient times, which is difficult to prevent.

Many monks just fell into the Tao inexplicably, were sucked out of their souls, and became walking dead.

"It seems that the change in the real mansion this time is not trivial, even the prohibition in the Changle Palace can't stop the ghosts," Jing Younan remained silent, just smiled coldly, sacrificed the jade ruler, and hit the head and face.

Donghua Ciguang Xingchen Ruler suppresses a qiē demon, no matter what kind of ghost he is, as long as he is touched by the jade ruler, he will either die or be injured.

Sure enough, the Thousand Phantom Ghost Face smelled the dangerous aura contained in the jade ruler, and immediately swelled up like an inflatable ball, exploded violently, and turned into a demon with horns, and the red scale armor on his body trembled non-stop, surrounded by black qi.

As soon as the demon appeared, the fire snake strung on his ears flew out, rising in the wind, and the blood basin opened its mouth, devouring the sky and the earth.

"What kind of demon is this, so terrifying," Song Qingmei couldn't help but take a step back, the demon in front of him was ten zhang high, standing up to the sky, especially the unscrupulous, terrifying aura that exterminated humanity on his body, which made people almost breathless.

Such demons will only exist in ancient times, when human beings were weak and all races coexisted, and powerful demons even fed on humans, and the flames were monstrous.

Until the Middle Ages, after the rise of the human race and becoming the protagonist of heaven and earth, although the demons they faced were also strong, they were already at a disadvantage, and they lost the breath that devoured heaven and earth and annihilated living beings.

"A Thousand Phantom Ghost Faces can just be transformed, just a skin, there's nothing to be afraid of,"

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F Younan stood steadily in the palace, pouting his lips disdainfully, if the Thousand Phantom Ghost Face could wield even one ten-thousandth of the strength of the ancient demon, he would definitely turn around and leave, as far as he could run. But now, the Thousand Phantom Ghost Face is in vain, and it is a standard soft persimmon.

Thinking of this, Jing Younan took a deep breath, pinched the trick with one hand, and urged the magic weapon with all his might.

The halo of Donghua Ciguang Star Ruler is self-generated, and hundreds of ancient and clumsy seal characters appear in it, arranged according to some mysterious and indescribable rules, interwoven into nine strings, and there is no wind to sing.

The clear sound of Xuan sound sounded in the void, like ripples, deducing the picture scroll of immortals living in the nine heavens and killing demons.

The sound of Xuan Yin entered his ears, and the face of the Thousand Phantom Ghost was slightly stunned, and in an instant, it was like turning into a clay statue, and even his thinking stopped running.

"Chop," Taking advantage of the opportunity, Jing Younan raised a sword and cut off the head of the Thousand Phantom Ghost Face.

"Ah, the Thousand Phantom Ghost Face died like this?" Song Qingmei looked at the ghost corpse that was still fierce just now, and his eyes widened, almost unable to believe his eyes. Such a ghost thing, she may not be able to defeat it even if she spends a lot of effort, and she was killed by someone like this?

"Whew," Jing Younan took back the jade ruler, his face was as pale as paper in an instant, and it took a while before he returned to normal.

The evil suppression sound he just cast was the first forbidden killing move that appeared after Donghua Ciguang Xingchen was restored to the upper grade spirit weapon, once the divine sound came out, it could deter demons and evil spirits the most, even if a strange demon like a thousand phantom ghost faces was caught off guard, he had to drink and hate here.

It's just that this forbidden killing move consumes a lot of energy, and with his profound true qi, he can only drive it once, and if he is reluctant, it will hurt the vitality at all.

"Hey, what is this?" At this time, Song Qing's eyebrows suddenly appeared, and the corpse of the thousand phantom ghost face was gone, replaced by a palm-sized brand, rusty, exuding an eerie and terrifying aura.

"What a strange text," Jing Younan took the iron plate, and saw several strange seal inscriptions engraved on the front, resembling grimaces, thin \u77o

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b, and squirmed like a living creature.

"It's not mortal writing,"

Song Qing's eyebrows frowned, she was born in the Great Song Dynasty, and she was well-informed under the influence of her ears and eyes, but she had no impression of the words on the iron plate.

"Don't worry about it so much," Jing Younan took out a talisman to hold the iron card, put it in his sleeve, and said in a deep voice, "Let's speed up, don't let that woman take the lead." "Okay," Song Qing's eyebrows and jade face were full, and as soon as he slapped the sachet, a silver crane flew out, with a red-crowned golden beak and eyes like electricity, very miraculous.

Stretching out his hand to put the little crane in the palm of his hand, Song Qingmei said softly, "This is the strange treasure refined by the refining master of the Great Song Dynasty, the golden-beaked Danhe, the self-generated treasure light in the body, can predict the location of the prohibition in advance, with it, we can quickly reach the main hall where the ** Sutra is located." ”

In the depths of Yongle Palace, silver bells hang on the horns, and the bell chimes sound without wind.

The hairpin on the temples of the beautiful woman who once appeared obliquely appeared, showing the phantom of the phoenix spreading its wings, the wisps of golden light hung down, and the many forbidden circles in the palace crossed like flowing water, without the slightest ripple.

Fluttering feathers, Luo socks are dusty.

The beautiful woman walks in the Yongle Palace, just like a rich lady on a spring outing, indescribably relaxed.

Suddenly, the beautiful woman stopped her steps, raised her head slightly, her slightly narrow phoenix eyes flashed, and she smiled softly at the unknown Cunzài, "Do you also feel that I am coming? The voice was initially tactful and soft, like **** whispering, and then raised, like a scream grinding out of the mouth of a sword, and the final tail note was thin and long, but it was like a cold wind blowing out of an ice cave.

The hall was still silent, dead silent.

Only three or five candles with the thickness of children's arms on the high platform burned, and in the beating firelight, the pretty face of the beautiful woman was reflected, and the long eyelashes kept beating, showing that I was not at peace in my heart.