Fang Qiong's Golden Light Mantra derived two identical Fang Qiongs, and the three Fang Qiongs waved their shadow hands against the three tower patrol people. The crows in the sky were like rolling wind and thunder, and they surrounded the three tower patrols to prevent them from escaping. Each crow was a kind of Dao Technique, but it was not Fang Qiong's own magical power.

I pouted slightly: the crow formed by purple thunder and lightning came from the general outline of the thunder law of the sentient Wei Zhengrong; the crow formed by the blue waves, left by a drop of water droplets, turned into one after another decanter boys, which is Ao glutton's water control technique; the crow that flickered and disappeared like a ghost shadow was Lan Qin's Taoism; the crow with full flame was Zhuge Mei's genuine golden light spell; and the crow wandering in evil spirit was naturally Luo Shenyao's magical power. More crow-shaped supernatural powers are not within the scope of my sight and hearing.

I don't know if this is another humane technique simulated by Fang Qiong with Sou Shen Ji, or if it was stolen with Sou Shen Ji.

Yuan Zhi, who was holding the seven-story pagoda, jumped over and circled with the fourth tower patrolman. Qing Wei Zhenren was born with a triple treasure flame, wielding a seven-turn peachwood sword and responding to Yuan Zhi in the distance. Qingwei's cultivation is shallow, and the peach wood sword is not a magic weapon for her own sacrifice, but it is Fang Qiong's peach wood sword god that borrowed her.

Qingwei's lips continued to disscurble as if she were playing ball on rushing water, and a steady stream of silent spells was transformed into a ghost with a blue face and fangs and eyes like blue fire under the blessing of the Divine Sword. The ghosts also carried various peachwood sticks, wingless, but flew like fish in the void of Tallinn, and like moths, they slammed into the golden light of the towersmen's protective bodies one after another. Every time a ghost is lost, the golden light spell of the tower patrol person disappears a point.

Ignoring the obstacles of each tower, the tower patrol disappeared into the Taoist tower like a ghost through the wall, and appeared strangely on the other side. Although we are also in the state of the primordial gods, we are still like physical bodies that cannot penetrate the stone tower, Yuan Zhi can only use the human martial arts to predict the coming and going of the tower patrol, and go around one stone tower after another. Fortunately, the relics of the three kings not only have the skills of the Daomen, but also integrate the ten schools of learning for thousands of years, and her understanding of the martial arts and any martial saint can barely cope with it, and she has not eaten a hammer.

On my side, Lin Zhenren's cat-slashing sword and the fifth tower patrolman's infinite wheel hammer answered one by one, and they were evenly divided. Lin Zhenren couldn't eat the infinite wheel hammer that the tower patrol people pulled out the five mountains to cover Chicheng, and the tower patrol people also seemed to be extremely jealous of Lin Zhenren's cat slashing sword, which was also killing and living, and didn't dare to hit it. The tower patrol man is like a mighty bear, and Lin Zhenren is like a dexterous poisonous snake. Lin Zhenren only attacked but did not defend, but the tower patrolmen had to defend instead.

I found a few gaps in the hammer to the tower patrolman, but Lin Zhenren's sword came and went like a dream bubble, and it was extinguished, and when I had the idea of cooperating with him, Lin Zhenren's sword had new changes, and I kept missing, so I had to rest the hammer in my hand.

It turns out that Yun Xianke is only suitable for single-handedness, and it has to be. Each sword has a sharp edge, like a turtle and a rabbit's horn, and there is no trace of it, unless it is the heart of the helper, there is no way to help it.

Suddenly, Lin Zhenren's divine thoughts came into my heart: "You empty your mind, clarify your mind, don't follow yourself in everything, and hammer with my singing." ”

He drew his sword and sang at the same time. This song is wordless, and the name is: Empty Mulberry. The ancients cooked Ding to solve the cow, every time according to this song and in the downtown mulberry forest dance, where to kill a thousand cows, are in the knot, with no thick into the room, the blade is like a whetstone.

I have a seven-fold pagoda to eliminate his enlightenment, so according to Lin Zhenren's empty mulberry song, follow Lin Zhenren's mind to start the mulberry dance. In response to Lin's singing, his sword path descended to me like a ghost possessing me. My hands, my feet, and my hammer move with him, like his shadow with him, the infinite wheel hammer finally cooperated with Lin Zhenren's cat-slashing sword. The infinite wheel hammer is like the chorus of the cat sword, and every time the cat sword forces the fifth tower patrol to defend, the infinite wheel hammer hits the gap released by the tower patrolman.

This infinite wheel hammer has no limits, just like an empty bottle that can fill any drink, my divine thunder is naturally poured into the hammer, and the purple electricity blooms, just like an infinite purple electric wheel hammer, as soon as it knocks on the golden light cover of the tower patrolman, there is a clear and heart-wrenching sound of glass breaking in my ears.

Lin'er, who had taken a breath, also joined the battle group. She is holding a seven-story pagoda, and she has a heart-to-heart with me, who also holds a seven-story pagoda. I move with Lin Zhenren, and Lin'er moves with us if it is suitable. She opened her ten mouths and seven spins, and her sword-like claws scratched the Fifth Towerman. The claws kept breaking and regenerating, and her hands were bloody for a while.

Yuan Zhi's side was at a disadvantage, and there were a few times when she was almost beaten by the infinite wheel hammer, and the basalt turtle painted by Ji Zhenren blocked the hammer in time and was smashed to pieces, earning Yuan Zhi's life. But Ji Zhenren's magic pen is not urgent, and it is impossible to save the scene in time every time. Qingwei Zhenren's peachwood sword summons ghosts, which can only be icing on the cake and waving flags and shouting. No matter how you look at it, Pianpian, who can send charcoal in the snow, can't help the second time.

The three Fang Qiong and the three tower patrol people spelled out the real fire. There are so many colorful flames there, it seems that she can't be distracted at all.

I thought, Lin Er doesn't have a fateful magic weapon here, how can she last long if she blindly consumes it? Yuan Zhi also has a seven-fold pagoda, if she joins our battle group, under the command of Lin Zhenren, she is different, and she will definitely be able to quickly take down the Fifth Patrol Tower, and then go back together to solve the Fourth Patrol Tower. But in this case, it is only that the remaining Qingwei Zhenren who are entangled in the Fourth Patrol Tower are inferior, and it will not be enough to support us until we come back.

I thought to Lin Zhenren, "Lin Zhenren, can you bring two tower inspectors into our circle?" Yuan Zhi also has a seven-story pagoda, which can be in touch with my heart. The four of us fought with them as a pair. ”

"This is how you killed Gu Tianchi. Yuan Zhi's sword path seems to come from Murong Guantian all the way, inheriting the assassin sword path of Patriarch Lan Qin, and I can indeed control it without hindrance. ”

Lin Zhenren bowed his head and sang with a sword:

"Chewing the palace signs, sending the ancient sound, the wonderful harmonic rhythm Lu, summoning the yin and calling the yang, blowing away the tiger and leopard, blowing through the chaos of the hole, blowing through the heart of heaven and earth, composing the hole of the sky, straight to the top of the spiritual peak, overlooking the depths of the vicissitudes. ”

He led the Fifth Patrol Towerman, from the virtual to the real, through the stone towers, to the Fourth Patrol Tower. Lin'er and I were empty, originally the Yuan Shen couldn't pass the towers, but now without me, they have all turned from reality to void, easily passing over the towers, and Yuan Zhi, who is still fighting with trapped beasts, gathered together.

Yuan Zhi and I looked at each other, and she understood, and she also let go of her thoughts. The three of us carried the seven-fold pagoda on our heads, dancing in response to Lin Daoming's singing, like four eight-armed Lin Daoming swords and dragon snakes with different bodies and concentricity.

The four of them joined forces, and they were like catching turtles in an urn, and the two tower inspectors were huddled together, they were like snakes stuffed in an iron can, and they couldn't get out of it no matter how they moved.

The sound of glass shattering rang out. The golden light of the two tower patrolmen's bodies dissipated, revealing the skeleton-shaped remains, and Jin Lian imagined it.

Qingwei Zhenren was overjoyed, "Our traces have leaked, and the pseudo-heart seals that originally entered Tallinn have been abolished by the tower patrols." Quickly seize their imaginary hearts! Jiao Qiong Patriarch made another pseudo-heart seal. Let's get out and return to the Magic Tower, regroup, and bring more real people and primordial babies from all over the world to practice here! The fighting method outside is small, this is the first major event in the mountains and rivers!"

Slander in my belly: No matter how proud Qingwei is, she can only seduce others in a muffled voice after she goes back. The Patriarch of the Star Sect hadn't left Hongchen yet, so how could he shout outside in front of the former Discipline Master of the Dao Sect?

Qingwei carried a peachwood sword, and a group of ugly and cute ghosts hugged each other, stepping into the circle of the four of us, and also came to snatch the imaginary heart.

Lin Zhenren frowned slightly. I understand his intentions, the addition of the fifth real person did not increase our strength, Qingwei was simple, and could not be in tune with us, but messed up.

Suddenly, the skeleton paws of the two tower patrolmen who were no longer protecting their bodies with golden light were holding the skeleton paws, and one by one launched a Daomen lion roar containing six vibrations towards the Qingwei real person who flew over.

"Ouch!"

Qingwei felt like an invisible slap in the face, and fell down in front of my heels, her little face swollen. A tower patrol stepped on Qingwei and smashed her head with a hammer. I hurriedly used the infinite purple electric hammer to hold the hammer of the tower patrolman, saved Qingwei from escaping, and escaped from Lin Zhenren's circle.

Lin Dao chirped badly.

The tower patrolman's hammer rests on mine. This is my first and last hammer fight with the Tower Patrolman. The entire skeleton was crushed into powder, and then the other tower patrolman who was holding hands with him was also shattered into powder. Even their imaginary minds are gone!

My eyes widened: the force of my hammer was so violent, I had just been in the real world for a few days.

I came to my senses at once, but it was too late: it wasn't that I had smashed the two skeletons with a single hammer, but that the two skeletons had also been concentric in the final hammer, and they had unleashed three waves of infinity wheels in unison. This Infinite Wheel Hammer drained the imaginary minds of the two Tower Patrol Men beyond their limits.

With this blow, I received a blow from the exhausted strength of the two tower patrolmen who had returned to the void path.

I dropped the Infinite Purple Electric Wheel Hammer and clenched my head, my head splitting.

I vaguely heard Lin'er's frightened cries, Yuan Zhi's cursing, and fluttering cries. I suddenly found that my hands and feet were uncertain, like candles in the wind, my physical body was not here, this was my primordial spirit rapidly withering.

The Nine Turns Divine Furnace is in the vows of my physical body, but it is always connected to my primordial spirit. However, this is the Tallinn of the Daomen, and the pseudo-heart seals that enter and exit Tallinn have been invalidated, and the Nine Turns Divine Furnace is cut off, unable to echo my primordial spirit.

Now, I can't be resurrected again.

A crow stopped on Tallinn near the front, and the crow made Fang Qiong's sound. The three Fang Qiong were still fighting with the three tower patrolmen.

This is her spirit, Fang Qiong said: "Ji Liuli, quickly use your colorful pen to draw the shape of the original sword sky, don't let him escape! ”

My death is the reappearance of Wei Zhengrong, which is the last thing Fang Qiong and Kunlun want to see.

Ji Liuli was busy doing it according to the law. Pian Pian used the Qiankun treasure money, and her figure quickly withered: I pray to keep my heart from dissipating, and the price is that Pian Pian herself will escape, but before I escape, with Pianpian's way, I am afraid that she will escape first. Qingwei Zhenren, her face was very ashamed, and she ordered Pianpian to hand over the Qiankun treasure money to her to use, and Qingwei Zhenren came to pray for me.

Lin'er kept an iron face, after all, she let Qingwei Zhenren take the Qiankun treasure money. Lin'er's primordial spirit was greatly consumed in the fierce battle, and it was full of magic weapons, and she couldn't pray for me.

My scattered heart entered the form drawn by Ji Liuli, and relied on Pian Pian and Qingwei Zhenren to pray for Qiankun treasure money, and barely dispersed.

Fang Qiong said to Lin Daoming again: "Wei Zhengrong is also a demon to Tallinn, once he comes out, it will be the arrival of more tower patrolmen. No matter how powerful he is, he can't beat him. ”

Lin Zhenren's cat-slaying sword froze, and said to Fang Qiong: "The pseudo-heart seal you made is all wasted, and you can't make a new one, and you can't expel the other three tower patrols." We have nowhere to escape, let's enter the painting of the Quan Zu - the world of the Quan Zu's thoughts does not belong to the Daomen Tallinn. It turns out that you want us to enter the painting for you to deal with the means of the ancestors. Now, I have to go in together: if the person imprisoned there is really Guanshui, it is the hand that saves the dead and resurrects on a par with the whole ancestor, and can save the original sword empty. ”

Lin'er also urged Fang Qiong: "Qiong Zhenren, go in!"

Fang Qiong glanced at Qingwei Zhenren coldly and said, "It's a mistake." Then let's go to the world of the ancestors' thoughts. I'd like to see how he gambles. ”