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Chapter five hundred and sixteen: Night talk ghost fox (twenty-six)

"Operation separate." Wang Laodao shouted loudly, turned around and ran away, and the same was true for Taoist Mengshan.

But Shan Daoren smiled, pinched the magic trick in his hand, and whispered: "Ding" and the two of them immediately stiffened.

"If you are escaped by you, how can I explain to Your Majesty? If you really do something to subdue demons and eliminate demons, Your Majesty will not care. But if you call your friends and want to ruin Your Majesty, you can only blame the two of you for being too jumped."

Wang Laodao was discovered when he first traveled to the underworld. The ministers of the Great Zhou Dynasty didn't care at first, after all, that was when others came.

But this second time I brought people here was unusual. Later, Shan Daoren quietly returned to the world with their souls and saw what the two of them wanted to do.

Immediately afterwards, he followed him to the southern foot of Tianshan Mountain. Seeing that the two were about to take action, he appeared and interrupted them.

The two of them couldn't help but stir up storms. They didn't expect that they could not break free from the single Taoist's immobilization technique. You know, the three of them were the second most skilled in the Taoist practice, but now they can't even break free from the fixed technique. It's so funny.

"I'm very embarrassed by the two of you so ungrateful. Fortunately, I came in time. If someone else came, you might even lose your life." Shan Daoren knew that although these two people were unruly in their lives, they were also good people.

"The wheel...back..." Wang Laodao gritted his teeth and forced two words.

Shan Daoren shook his head: "Reincarnation is not a big deal."

Wu Mingkong was not dead, and as a subject of the Great Zhou Dynasty, it would not be a problem even if the sky fell.

"The world is in the limit, and the universe borrows the Dharma, go."

When the Shandao Ren was about to take action, a stream of light came towards his face.

When I looked closely, there was a white sword that was two inches long and one finger wide.

Shan Daoren couldn't help but smile? He easily clamped the spirit sword with two fingers? He couldn't break free.

"One more comes, you are Yan Chixia." Shan Daoren couldn't help but smile.

He had never expected Yan Chixia to come? But it was the same to come and die.

"You group of troublemakers? You can't be more stable." The two fingers of the single Taoist went forward simultaneously, and a crisp sound of shattering? The spiritual sword was broken.

There was a wailing sound from the spiritual sword, and a white light rushed out from inside? In an instant, it returned to Yan Chixia's body.

Is there a spirit in the sword? What is destroyed is just a sword, not a spirit.

"Shoot the arrow and shoot the demon path down."

Yan Chixia is not alone. When he came, he met King Yongkang, who went to the palace to pay homage to the king with the slogan of Qingjun. The two fell in love with each other at first sight. Yan Chixia said that Wu Mingkong wanted to swallow the six realms of reincarnation.

Although King Yongkang did not believe this, it was also a very good point of attack. So he took a short walk and came to the southern foot of Tianshan Mountain to see if it is true or false.

Of course, the so-called coming to the southern foot of Tianshan Mountain is because this is a dragon tomb. If you can get a piece of dragon bone? Wouldn't it be even more certain that he is the true dragon emperor?

In just a short time, the ministers of the Great Zhou Dynasty cleaned up a lot of monsters and monsters, otherwise, they were just these mortals? I guess they were eaten by monsters and monsters before they walked out of the second miles. How could they go so far?

Moreover, they had long discovered the so-called King Yongkang's actions? It's just that the other party is an ordinary person? As long as it doesn't get in the way, they will let them do it. I guess they will die halfway through the way if they can't reach the palace.

"Things that don't know what you know." Shan Taoist waved his long sleeves, and the arrow he took was instantly filled with it, and then he twisted out a soybean from his waist bag and sprinkled it down from the air.

This soybean burst out layer by layer, falling to the ground like a scattered flower of a goddess.

Before everyone could react, the Yellow Turbans climbed up from the ground, and rushed towards King Yongkang's army with a big knife in their hands.

Those soldiers were not the opponents of the Yellow Turban Warriors. They entered the battle for a while and were splattering blood and blood, which made the soldiers scared.

Although Dao Wang and Taoist Mengshan were immobilized, they could still see this scene. The previous detention method was enough to shock them. Unexpectedly, this bean sprinkling would be so terrifying.

The two of them used the Doushen Army to be more inclined to the combination of puppet techniques and illusions. How could they have such power? It is okay to be fooled. The real battle is just a matter of three or two swords. The Yellow Turban Warriors recruited by the Doushen Army will be defeated back to their original form.

But Shan Daoren just threw a bean and could evolve the power of an army. It would be fine if it was just an illusion, but the person who rushed to the army and killed King Yongkang was not fake.

In just a moment, only a few people were killed in the thousands of soldiers of King Yongkang.

Even King Yongkang died under the rampant swords and did not jump around.

"Since you are here, don't leave." Shan Daoren shot in the air and captured Yan Chixia, covered in blood, and recited the word "Ding" in his mouth, and fixed Yan Chixia together.

The battle ended with Li Xu. Jiang Taishi and Bai Longhun did not discuss it. Jiang Taishi became weak all over, without any strength, and he felt like he was seriously ill and had no life.

Jiang Taishi is like this, and the White Dragon Soul is even more unbearable. She is her soul body and is stained with the spiritual virus. There are potholes of all sizes on the White Dragon Soul, and she can't speak very easily.

Just like this, Li Xuyi pulled over from the left and right.

"Doctor Li's spiritual virus is really extraordinary. It really kills people invisibly." Shan Daoren couldn't help but smile.

"I dare not take it, I can't compare to your spell. With that skill, Li Dai Tao Zombie can hold up two moves in the hands of His Majesty. There are very few in this Great Zhou Empire." Everyone lifted the Huahua sedan chair, and Li Xu also responded with a smile.

"It's just a trick. If you can succeed the first time, you can't succeed the second time." Shan Daoren naturally knew his moisture. Wu Mingkong didn't know the principle of it. If he tried it now, it would be no different from his death.

"Does fellow Taoist have important things? If there is no important thing, why not bring it back together to deal with it. I still have something to do, so I can't get away." Li Xu naturally has something to do. If Dan Taoist goes along, he doesn't mind letting the other party take it away together.

"It's easy to say, it's easy to say. Doctor Li will go and take it away. I'll come here for this matter." Shan Taoist rolled up his sleeves, and swept away the white dragon pile, along with Jiang Taishi and the white dragon soul, and then occupied the magpie's nest to control the white crane to fly away.
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