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Chapter 127 The Magical Art of Seizing the Spirit and the Eight Great Soldiers!(2/2)

Just under the evil demons, the inheritance of thousands of years has been almost cut off. It is said that only three or two kittens and two dogs are!

Such a big event should not have been forgotten by the world.

Just because the gods and gods of heaven and man were born at that time, the eight major soldiers were fighting for the world. Compared with the eight major soldiers who were at the peak of the sky, the Master Duoling Spirit, who died under the Dayu Spear Lord, was also dim.

Everyone knows that the gods and gods of heaven and man have only been recorded in the magical power of spiritual capture.

Unfortunately, the six doors are one of them.

It is only because all the dynasties, the people in the martial arts world have always been afraid of the court, and the six gates are almost unaffected by the changes of dynasties.

Unexpectedly, after seven hundred years, this magical skill that once dominated the world was about to appear again.

"Yes, it is the Spirit-Slaying Magical Art of Master Seizing Master. Seven hundred years ago, Master Seizing Master used this magical art to harm the martial arts world. I don't know how many killings were caused, and even the eight soldiers fought against each other."

Mingtang looked at Tieshan deeply and nodded:

"There are many martial arts that can seize other people's internal strength in the world, but the only thing that can absorb all the energy is the Spirit-Snatching Demon. Yan Sa's injury is not the body, but the "God"!

Only when the "God" is condensed into the body can the internal force be transported. If the "God" is injured, it will cut off the possibility of Yan Sa's re-cultivating internal force again to nourish the body.

If you want to save him, you need at least a level elixir of the Huangjue Temple, a large and small Huandan."

"Big and Big Return to Dan, Eight Great Soldiers"

All the detectives lost their voices.

They don’t know the origin of the Spirit-Slaying Demonic Art, but how precious is the size of Huangjue Temple?

Not to mention the ordinary constables like them, even Mingtang himself, it would be extremely difficult to get a big and small Pill.

As for the Eight Soldiers, they are simply legendary existences to them.

If the demon could really confront the eight soldiers, then the horror of this magic skill would be self-evident.

"Sir, who was Kong San killed?"

Tie San couldn't help but speak.

At this time, the other constables also knew that Kong San must have been killed by Mingtang. Otherwise, wouldn’t this tell others that he had obtained the magic trick of snatching the Spirit?

Of course, it may also be Mingtang's former suspicion array. After all, the matter in Nanliang County will soon spread.

Among the constables, many of them began to flicker.

"At that time, I was thrown away by Kong San. The two of them were moving very loudly, covered with snow and dust. I only saw Taoist robe and white hair."

Thinking of this moment, Mingtang felt a slight pain in his heart, wishing he could roar forever.

But he should have suppressed his boiling emotions and calmly ordered:

"Zhao Bo, Fang Su, you lead a few brothers to send a message to the six doors through secret orders to report this matter!"

"yes!"

Two middle-aged detectives walked out of the crowd, bowed and received the order, and hurried away with several subordinates.

"Others, follow me to Nanliang County and wait for the instructions of several adults!"

Mingtang swept over his subordinates and threw his sleeves:

"From now on, no one will leave my sight. Violators will die!"
Chapter completed!
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